If a star has between 1.35 and 2.1 times the mass of the Sun, it doesn’t form a white dwarf when it dies. Instead, the star dies in a catastrophic supernova explosion, and the remaining core becomes a neutron star. As its name implies, a neutron star is an exotic type of star that is composed entirely of neutrons. This is because the intense gravity of the neutron star crushes protons and electrons together to form neutrons. If stars are even more massive, they will become black holes instead of neutron stars after the supernova goes off.
This is a neutron star. The rings around the star represent the high intensity magnetic field lines. Neutron stars are typically only about 12 miles long but contain more density then a hundred suns.
Father Star : E W. Scripps..
New Born Star
What the hell was I thinking
to a Hell, I keep asking myself
what on Earth
I’m doing here and come up
with the same
and different answers– Heaven
devours itself and then looks
for more to eat
because it is always expanding
Thirsty hungry restless alive…
Whatever it is you’re doing here
as long as you leave room
for doubt to question
will shape who you are
answers arise on their own
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Look to the heavens, see what is happening
You are not who you think you are.
Everything in and around you
The cosmic unfolding
Of countless events
Rising and falling
Right now, now again…
That is all you are,
Beyond comprehension all that is–
Keeping this in mind
While you continue a separate life
Is a mysterious trick,
The magic lies
In letting go
Being the Big Bang
To the present, that is who you are
“You cannot catch hold of it, nor can you get rid of it.
You are the eternal energy of the universe.”
Quote: Alan Watts
Quote: from Alan Watts
Sometime before the land turned away from light
The wind in the wild mustard slowed
The sun, being where is always is, the moon too
Twilight and moonrise were in me.
Something small and quick sprang and ran.
The long grass bent as I watched the urge to chase
Corner and kill rise and fall inside me.
A hawk tucked wings, stooped from a great height
Was high in the air again, a ground squirrel in its claws–
The life of a large snake touched me, I watched
From grass to rock, sand on the road to sage
I heard the dry hiss where a lizard whipped out.
The serpent, licking the air with a pronged tongue
Coiled under a cactus tree, sang a warning–
This was no tree of knowledge, the rattler
Untouched by good or evil, is pure, perfectly pure.
I closed my eyes, sound and light opened the third eye
I saw a human face, half gleaming reptilian green
Half clear compassionate blue– There were no words,
No thought, I moved forward and became that face.
Some One Asked
What I Meant
When I Said
I was shocked they didn’t know
This may be nothing new nothing at all
or nothing now you need to take to heart,
whatever it is to you it will mean nothing
until realized: with billions of minds, hearts
savage wills pulling at the seams of reality
it’s a wonder the whole doesn’t tear open
spill out into riots, revolutions, war, chaos
far more often than it does which doesn’t mean
we stop tying to make life somewhat better
but rather it will never be what you want
That’s right, it will never be just as we want–
Say it often to yourself if you think it helps.
Poem first appeared in Of One & Many Worlds