In Ara, the Altar constellation, lies what seems an open hatch, with sensation of further creation, to vivid azure patch where rosy clouds drift, like a panoply of outer space somersault, enshrouded behind cosmic canopy, beyond the skyey vault. With its glowing wisps of gas outpouring, NGC 6326 resembles another welkin soaring in image to transfix. From sidereal center binary come emissions shown cobalt. Blushing billows enhance the finery, beyond the skyey vault. That portrayal from Hubble's telescope displaying a vision of stelliferous universe, in this trope reveals a realm above. Might it be some mystical masquerade of a heavenly...

When my soul leaves Earth By gravitational wave I'll send you my love A chirrup. You will know it! Through time and space you'll feel it. Image Credit: R. Hurt/Caltech-JPL Comments You need JavaScript to be able to post comments You need to be logged in to leave a comment Click Here to Login

Somewhat more than six years ago a speechless curiosity set for a journey to an angry neighbour of an aged, sick mother of seven billions of strange acting two-footed beings After less than three quarters it stretched out its telescopic arms and opened seven technically diversified advanced eyes to look at the world similar in a way to its homeland where the day is counted in sols Its radio-isotopic, thermoelectric heart has started to beat, and six independent alloy legs have made first steps in a place called the Bradbury landing site almost six kilometres away from Aeolis Mons Why...

Sometimes I wish to run away to the edge of the Universe and pass within blink of an eye those suddenly 13,7 billions of years which we know about, because the sight of contemporary observatories, even those equipped with more than eight metres in diameter mirrors, can not reach further But even if I manage to cross the barriers of space-time – at the earliest by the power of imagination – how will I choose direction if there is no way to designate them, considering the conception of multiverse or sophisticated theory of strings…? What will I find apart from...

The Kuiper belt with frozen realms our eighth of planets overwhelms, for if Neptune had not formed that collection could have swarmed into a body neophyte, habitably considered quite outside the city of tranquil light. Suggestive of domains of ire or hellish greed beyond desire, those icy floating places evoke the haunted faces that feign affected smiles despite their fears and tears alone at night, outside the city of tranquil light. We common mortals live and die for trifles, never asking why, asleep in mind's delusion, on pathways of confusion, while cherished hopes and dreams take flight although pursued with...