eye to the telescope*


Images of Hubble Ultra Deep Field (the farthest we’ve ever seen into the universe) and it’s close-ups.

Astronomers, in 1996, attempted something extraordinary. They pointed the Hubble Space Telescope into a part of the sky that seemed utterly empty, a patch devoid of any planets, stars and galaxies. This area was close to the Big Dipper, a very familiar constellation. The patch of sky was no bigger than a grain of sand held out at arms length. There was a real risk that the images returned would be as black as the space at which it was being pointed. Nevertheless, they opened the telescope and slowly, over the course of 10 full days, photons that had been travelling for over 13 billion years finally ended their journey on the detector of humanity’s most powerful telescope. When the telescope was finally closed, the light from over 3,000 galaxies had covered the detector, producing one of the most profound and humbling images in all of human history - every single spot, smear, and dot was an entire galaxy, each one containing hundreds of billions of stars. 

Later, in 2004, they did it again, this time pointing the telescope toward an area near the constellation Orion. They opened the shutter for over 11 days and 400 complete orbits around the Earth. Detectors with increased sensitivity and filters that allowed more light through than ever before allowed over 10,000 galaxies to appear in what became known as the Ultra Deep Field, an image that represented the farthest we’ve ever seen into the universe.The photons from these galaxies left when the universe was only 500 million years old, and 13 billion years later, they end their long journey as a small blip on a telescope’s CCD. 

There are over 100 billion galaxies in the universe. Simply saying that number doesn’t really mean much to us because it doesn’t provide any context. Our brains have no way to accurately put that in any meaningful perspective. When we look at this image, however, and think about the context of how it was made, and really understand what it means, we instantly gain the perspective and cannot help but be forever changed by it. We pointed the most powerful telescope ever built by human beings at absolutely nothing, for no other reason than because we were curious, and discovered that we occupy a very tiny place in the heavens.

The Helix Nebula in Infrared : What makes this cosmic eye look so red? Dust. The featured image from the robotic Spitzer Space Telescope shows infrared light from the well-studied Helix Nebula a mere 700 light-years away in the constellation of the Water Carrier Aquarius. The two light-year diameter shroud of dust and gas around a central white dwarf has long been considered an excellent example of a planetary nebula, representing the final stages in the evolution of a Sun-like star. But the Spitzer data show the nebulas central star itself is immersed in a surprisingly bright infrared glow. Models suggest the glow is produced by a dust debris disk. Even though the nebular material was ejected from the star many thousands of years ago, the close-in dust could have been generated by collisions in a reservoir of objects analogous to our own solar systems Kuiper Belt or cometary Oort cloud. Had the comet-like bodies formed in the distant planetary system, they would have survived even the dramatic late stages of the stars evolution. via NASA


This beautiful, bright, spiral galaxy is Messier 64, often called the Black Eye Galaxy or the Sleeping Beauty Galaxy for its heavy-lidded appearance in telescopic views. M64 is about 17 million light-years distant in the otherwise well-groomed northern constellation Coma Berenices. In fact, the Red Eye Galaxy might also be an appropriate moniker in this colorful composition of narrow and wideband images. The enormous dust clouds obscuring the near-side of M64’s central region are laced with the telltale reddish glow of hydrogen associated with star forming regions. But they are not this galaxy’s only peculiar feature. Observations show that M64 is actually composed of two concentric, counter-rotating systems. While all the stars in M64 rotate in the same direction as the interstellar gas in the galaxy’s central region, gas in the outer regions, extending to about 40,000 light-years, rotates in the opposite direction. The dusty eye and bizarre rotation is likely the result of a billion year old merger of two different galaxies.

Credit: NASA, Hubble Heritage Team

The Cats Eye Nebula : Three thousand light-years away, a dying star throws off shells of glowing gas. This image from the Hubble Space Telescope reveals the Cats Eye Nebula to be one of the most complex planetary nebulae known. In fact, the features seen in the Cats Eye are so complex that astronomers suspect the bright central object may actually be a binary star system. The term planetary nebula, used to describe this general class of objects, is misleading. Although these objects may appear round and planet-like in small telescopes, high resolution images reveal them to be stars surrounded by cocoons of gas blown off in the late stages of stellar evolution. via NASA


Dorks in love giving out dorky and cheesy pick up lines- (psst click on them to see them)

Idk it’s supposed to be a reference from during the pacifist ending in Undertale Alphys and Undyne scene where Undyne was trying to cheer up Asgore and like Alphys just kind of flirts with Undyne and idk it’s really cute- Now I really just wanna do Genocide art for this lol-

I’m having too much fun with @classycloudcuckoolanderclasso southtale au-

you are poetry,
a poem i cannot write.
you caressed my mind
when our lips touched
for the first time,
and i can still feel you
like youre living in my head.

i dreamed of us
in an alternate dimension,
i was still nothing special,
you were a queen,
holding your eyes on me
like a scepter,
i cried a river,
you cried a flood.
out of my dream i awoke,
holding me in your arms.

i cry when i think of
my name coming from your lips,
like a hiker who loves the forests,
out of your mouth, my name could make
a thousand trips
and i’ll come back for more.

i still stargaze when we make eye contact,
as an astrologist looks through a telescope,
and sees something nobody else has seen,
that is exactly how i feel
when you look at me.
it’s a new planet or star every time,
eventually i’ll have my own galaxy,
named after all these poems for you that i write.

i see the birth of a star
every time we hold hands,
and when you smile, i see strings
on the curve of your mouth
held up by the heavens.

when you talk, i hear instruments
from some distant land,
maybe heaven, maybe an undiscovered land,
with songs so beautiful, the creation of the universe
must have had you talk into the trees
so the wind could blow your beauty
all around, youre the stardust that makes up the earth,
and all of the beauty all around.
every wave is a laugh, every green rolling hill
is a smile. i know your feet don’t form in the sands
because you aren’t of this land.

when you hold me,
as soft as falling through a cloud,
like swimming in the sky,
i close my eyes and
you whisper into my head,
like a cool breeze on a sunny day,
your body on mine comforts me.
gives me an eternal peace.

there’s nothing like you
as far as i can tell,
you must be magic
or from another land.

i’m a white rose in the snow,
unable to feel beautiful
because the world is so cold,
but you held me with good intentions,
breathing a fire down my stem,
that you are in love with me.
and that gives me an eternal peace.

but you are poetry,
an endless book of prose,
it’ll take all the seas in the world
to fill up this book i know,
but it won’t stop me from
letting you know,
you’re a goddess divine,
in this little cold world of mine.

you are its queen,
these poems are a scepter,
and i hope you hold each very dear,
because when i leave this earth for good,
they’ll still be here to remind of the love
i feel.

you are my queen,
an alien from another land,
a magician with no tricks in her hand,
just the way you compose yourself,
a symphony played with instruments
so beautiful, they’re from another land.
your voice begs of the rain,
are you from another dimension,
because even though time
is a reality,
your love isn’t.
you must be magic
in order to transcend it.

because when you look at me,
i melt. when you say my name,
i collapse.
when you breathe,
you shake the leave in the trees.
when i think of how much i love you,
i can barely breathe.
when you talk,
your voice completely encompasses me,
fills up my eardrums as a sea of love
brings me to a river of tranquility.
everything you do
brings me to an eternal peace.

every little nuance you do,
brings me to an eternal peace.

—  Letter for my Queen CI. (Eternal Peace.)

Oh, what a grand design! To make our joy the echo of your excellence. To make our pleasure proof that You now hold the place of Treasure in our lives. To make the gladness of our souls the essence of our worship, and the mirror of your worth. To make yourself most glorified in us, O God, when we are satisfied in you.

How could I, Lord, have ever been so blind to think that being loved by you means making much of me and not yourself? How could I put my eye to some great telescope, designed to make me glad with visions of the galaxies, and notice in the glass a dim reflection of my face and say, “Now I am happy, I am loved”? How could I stand before the setting sun, between the mountain range and the vastness of the sea, and think that everlasting joy should come from making much of me?

No, Father, love is this: At great expense you made yourself my glory and my boast. The cost was infinite by which you made yourself the Treasure of my life. You sent your Son, the blazing center of your beauty and your love. You gave him up to mockery, betrayal, thorns, the whip, the rod, the fists, the nails, the shame, and death.

For what? To swallow up your wrath, and satisfy your righteousness, and bury all my sins as far as east is from the west and in the deepest sea, so that I might come home and see the galaxy. This is your love, O God, not to make much of me, but do whatever must be done so that I waken to the joy of making much of you through all eternity.

—  Don’t Waste Your Life // John Piper

i. ASTERIA tilts her head and tries to adjust the crooked lens on her telescope
but eventually abandons on refiguring it and settles to simply look at its fixated position
on the girl next door looking out her window
her gaze lifted to the dark skies as well

ii. she’s at the library when ASTERIA sees her fellow skywatcher secluded in the depths of the astronomy section
towers of tomes stacked around the girl’s head as if she too planned to build observatories from them
and ASTERIA can’t quell the fascination for this fellow night watcher
so she slides down to the floor and requests help in completing a constellation diagram 
instead of asking for her name

iii. URANIA gives her name anyway without ASTERIA needing to stumble over an awkward questioning
seeming cordially sweet yet simply unremarkable
but her eyes light up the minute ASTERIA mentions the telescope she just installed in her room
and for a moment, ASTERIA can almost believe the stars themselves lived inside URANIA’S gaze

iv. both of their rooms now never have only one occupant when darkness falls
as the two of them take to studying the heavens with each other every night
and falling asleep over their notes until unwanted morning light brings their studies to an end
the telescope in ASTERIA’S room now sits at a perfect angle, polished each evening by either of the girls

v. and then one night with the room still shrouded in darkness and their session far from concluding
URANIA lets out a laugh, winks, and launches into an excited speech about potential exoplanets
and ASTERIA swallows, suddenly realizing she wants bottle the celestial sounds from URANIA’S laugh and explore the depths of the galaxies she has in her eyes

vi. URANIA plants a kiss on ASTERIA’S cheek during a particularly long night
like a comet just barely grazing the side of a planet 
but ASTERIA wants an asteroid to slam into her, wants a bruising crater to change the course of her orbit
so she does not wait to longingly observe the universe URANIA  is again
and instead captures URANIA’S lips with a force that could make planets reel

vii. she pulls back dazedly, and wonders if this is what an abandoned satellite reeling into space feels like
before URANIA captures her attention again by sealing her mouth to ASTERIA’S own
until they’re both breathless with the stars exploding in their eyes


Planets, stars, nebulas and a galaxy – all your favourite things all in this image. Mars (right) and Saturn (center) are visible as the two bright orange spots in the upper half of the image. The colorful Rho Ophiuchus star clouds featuring the bright orange star Antares lined up below Mars, on the central right part of the image. These interstellar clouds contain both red emission nebulas and blue reflection nebulas. At the top right of the image is the Blue Horsehead reflection nebula. On the lower left are many dark absorption nebulas that extend from the central band of our Milky Way Galaxy. The featured deep composite was composed of multiple deep exposures taken last month from Brazil.

Saturn and Mars will remain visible to the unaided eye this month toward the east, just after sunset. Everything else in this image unfortunately requires the use of a telescope to see.

Image Credit & Copyright: Carlos Eduardo Fairbairn ; Rollover Annotation: Judy Schmidt

I just thought of something cute okay like how about when Scorpius brings home a punching eye telescope from Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes that Albus gave him for Christmas and he tells Draco to try it, and it punches him and he laughs and Scorpius is like “why are you laughing” and Draco says “I was just remembering the last time I got punched in the face” and Scorpius is like wtf dad and Draco thinks back on Hermione their third year. And sorry but I’m not ever letting dramione die.