NGC 6543
I am a big fan of
big explosions. And I'm not ashamed about it.
I also like to stare into the abyss, and I like having my mind blown by things that are unimaginably old and inconceivably immense. So maybe it was my destiny to work on sauropods. But if I wasn't so attached to dinosaurs, I'd be an astronomer for sure.
Supernovas are good. It's hard to beat a big ole whammy-kablammy. But lately I've been drawn to
planetary nebulas. Despite the name, planetary nebulas have nothing to do with planets, they just look a bit like planets through small telescopes, like mine, or the ones around a hundred years ago when they were named. In fact, planetary nebulas are shells of gas blown off over hundreds of thousands or millions of years by the death throes of dying stars. Some of these stars later go whammy-kablammy, which is probably the ultimate cosmic twofer for any observers with a few million years to spend watching. A good candidate for that is
Eta Carinae, which has already blown off a sweet planetary nebula that looks like twin mushroom clouds, and which will probably go supernova or
hypernova in the next million or so years.
Eta Carinae
One of the best planetary nebulas is NGC 6543, the
Cat's Eye Nebula,shown at the top of this post. I've had it as my desktop background since last June. Completely by coincidence, it is one of the things I got to see through the awe-inspiring and hellanormous
Lick refractor last September.
Centaurus A
Supergiant stars blowing off immense glowing clouds of gas over millennia are pretty good, but even better are giant jets of crap blasted out by galaxies. That's right, folks.
Galaxies.
Active galaxies, like Centaurus A here (awesome composite stolen from
APOD), emit huge jets of energy from their cores. These jets have their origins in the accretion discs around the central black holes, which eat stars for breakfast.
Just think about that for a while.
And look at the pretty pictures, which are of real things that really exist in our universe.
And try not to let your brain explode.
I dare you.
Labels: Explosions, Rilly Rilly Big, Rockets and Space Stuff