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BODES GALAXY M81 AND THE FLAME GALAXY M82 you must read the text to understand the images
Spent matter being ejected from a tympani resonator in the central conflux of M82, a separate tympani shadow, an echo of virtual hidden energy, overlays the confluence |
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IT'S BANANANADA'S TURN. BANANANADA PLAYS THE SITAR "A thick elbow arm jogs from a tympani fractal cavity in the center of M82, where more intense sonic booms, conveyed by gravity percussions waves, have converged in a six sided matrix comprising a steady state cosmic sonic boom, the elbow arm is energy on the flow being release from the sonic gravity persussions converging. The gravity intensified relativity, alters the space, shrinking it, at the same time increasing (relativistically) the mass energy in the smaller space, throwing at odds normal space gravity balances". "The compacted extra energy has nowhere to go but out, ejected by yearns built up by the relativistic transformations contracting the space and increasing the mass, in two overpluses in one warp space, that equalize back to normal by ejecting the temporarily nonexistent overplus substances trapped in curlspace and non existent in the empirical universe, temporarily. The curlspace hauling material into voided null space is ongoing, the flow out is also ongoing. The outflow flow out is in chunks, matching the chunky twists and turns of incoming locamotive sonic booms carried in by pressure waves of gravity converging from everywhere. Booom - chunk. Booom - chunk". |
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"Didja see the enormous tympanic shadow over the lower left of the core"? It is totally transparent, that is, has no hadron material. It is as if another object is there invisibly and is filtering light passing through, casting the shadow. I'll show a core scene again so's you can't mistake it".
"The tympani shadow is really pronounced".
JET EXITING M82 THE FLAME GALAXY |
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"The flame galaxy is intrigueing. Flame has carved a razor edge disk around itself, interesting because the disk is uniform all the way around, it does not follow the contours of the flame. Which reminds me, the flame galaxy m82, has a pole jet shooting out of a pole forward and elbow jogging straight down in grey you can easily see it. It's faint".
Spuce blorg offers an alternative, that the 'jet' is actually the leading edge of a vertical percussion ring. Spuce has done a different view of the flame, the spuce view shows ordinary deep matter irregularities along the west side of flame with no precise incise razor edge, meaning no astronomy physics is at work there.
"A faint jet is coming in around from behind, off the rear of the Flame galaxy M82".
"The flame galaxy is intrigueing. The flame galaxy m82, has a pole jet shooting out of a pole forward and elbow jogging straight around in grey you can easily see it. It's faint".
"Jets from poles are core dumps, the core ejecting material that is too entropically chaotic to be organized in working energy engine icons, mainly that ambient entropy angles are off, not 15, 30, 60, 90 degrees of separation".
"The core is taking a shit". Whup up goes Occam's finger waving no no, no language in here is what the Occam no no finger says". "Sorry", says Ding Dong (who is visiting).
"Back to today's subject", continues Occam, "the blue inner tongs in the two panther paws in Bodes galaxy, are recessed and negative, of blue X-ray false color used for denoting near X-ray frequencies which are the higher more energetic of X-rays, and red are the far X-ray frequencies of less energy gamma photons. In the clawed four toed heat engines, blue is attracted closer to stronger engineering physics. The two red toes arcing up on either side of the pair of blues, contain less energy, less congeiled mass, less attraction, more pushing away".
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"M82 the flame galaxy exists in crowded x-ray space. Here is the original chandra x-ray and hubble visible".
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"Here is what the pros do not know exists".
"Here is a good view of the hydrogen gas's outflows north and south, separated from the east west active galaxy axis. The north pole is flared vertically the flares going in depth as flattened parallel planes, ends out toward us. The south outflow is bi-symmetrically converted, flowing out in a broad horizontal spill".
"The north outpour is engineered by a south anti magnetic pole. The south outpour is engineered by a north magnetic pole, both magnetic poles driving away like-polarity hydrogen gas. The outpour is surplus matter to the positive charged matter comprising the twin diffuse outflanges on either side of the galaxy, colored green. The magnetic poles switch parities through the inner black hole of the active galaxy".
Earnest hubble is enjoying rubbling relatives. "Here is a hubble masterpiece showing the whole of M82".
"Here is my version".
"Tympani portal and outpushes".
"Tympani shadow edge down the east side. A smaller outpour, in blue, is below the top line of the tympani. Straight line across and down the west portion, ignore them it is by imaging at hubble workhouse main building".
"Archangels, cirles of light, surround the central confluence".
Bobonerwits saw part of the above before leaving.
Bobonerwits was in bad shape coming in through the door to attend a cosmic translation class introductory lecture, pausing all of the chicks outside to hustle them with bobonerwits personality. Once inside and getting settled, Occam's monitors moved in bobonerwits's direction whenever the 'wits' let loose on a nearby chick.
In introduction lectures it doesn't matter, anyone who comes in is freely in there, irregardless of any conditions they dragged in.
Half way through, bobonerwits backfired and on both feet waiting for anyone to say anything, no one did, left fast. It was upon the remark made by monitor doug: "you have to hang your cock on the closeline and let it dry out if you ever want to progress into consciousness awareness then consciousness illumination then the final bridge lessons to illumination in consciousness. Bobonerwits didn't like the words 'clothes line'. Thought they were obscene. Shows you how much one condition can overshadow another far worse.
Bobonerwits accidentally left behind the all important cell phone with chick's numbers in it. Later, unistarr's tracked down bobonerwits's current temporary address in another city (there, chicks are called birds) and sent the cell phone to him. In the meantime the phone had rang. Hoping it might be him trying to find the location of the missing cell, a chick answered the hello, and making a long story short is now passed through the introductory lecture ready to start the cosmic translation bridge lessons. This is how starreahh came into the picture.
THE FIREALARM SAGA |
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"Infra red. The turbo charged flames are positive (red) materials being ejected by a galaxy base which is extremely strong in negative charges which are concentrating the galaxy into a bilaterally bent cigar shape. Negative charge states always have bends and kinks in them, in polar plane opposites one kink up the other kink down no smooth curves the kinks are abrupt". The class has firealarm to thank for this paragraph.
Firealarm adds; "there is no negative matter in infra red. The blue white hue is neutral (0) charged depleted uranium, collision dusts which have no entropy and are being held in place by gravity. The shapeless nameless white band through the middle is zero charge neutral material illuminated by galaxy starlight".
"Lots of tympanis straight edges hanging out in the red stuff today", says firealarm, "except for the visible seam across the middle don't include that as top line of a big shadow tympani in the red flames.
Aumeen sings a little ditty; "yes yes my glass is full pull my ego pull pull pull". "You want to pull on my ego??", says firealarm. "Well, somebody has to", says aumeen". This is one of the new attendees who hasn't yet gotten very far, another I Am Society infiltrator, firealarm boasts the purple violet light at the center of firealarm's ego is now so bright and intense it floods everything firealarm can see with both eyes closed".
"You mean blocked", says aumeen. "You can't see two feet past your pituitary with all that violet 'ego' light flashing away destroying everything. Pull on your ego, pull pull pull. If pulling is the only way to get rid of your ego, then let everyone enjoy, we can all pull together as a unified christ family in consciousness. You are supposed to be one of the three inner court virgos and at the moment you are one of the two virgo duds. Do you want to do anything to change that?. We hope so".
"You have an essential evolutionary being ability in consiousness which will help accelarate the christ plan for planet earth in multifold, the only thing stopping you is your I Am Society ego, and we all know who is behind that society, don't we. Does the word lucifer ring a bell?. How about pym". BoinG! the name pym certainly rang a bell in firealarm's mind.
Everyone on the charter bus starts chanting 'Pull, Pull, Pull", it is fun having fun. "Pull Pull Pull", starts up again. "Okey Okey I get the message", says firealarm. Just words, firealarm still thinks this violet light saturated ego is the greatest ego on earth, and in fact it is, concidering who firealarm is in reality. "Lordy lordy how a mighty has fallen", mutters a women's voice from the back of the bus.
It causes firealarm to unexpectedly cringe a bit. This is good. This is a start. This is the first time firealarm has cringed since setting the sofa on fire with daddy's lighter age two years. Auntie with the hideous makeup put the fire out with a seltzer bottle, but the sofa, gee, firealarm knew even at the age of two that firealarm will never bounce on This sofa again. Even then at two, firealarm punched thoughts with ego emphasis. The punch is because of contamination accidently acquired during the onslaught of the rebellion when the planetary prince sided with the rebellion ring leaders and set in motion mayhem which has taken 250,000 years to inexorably clean up.
The pit in hell known as the world of today, earth, is in it's last lingering aftermaths of the crash when the world glass castle turned into a pitch black marass. Everyone who has made it through cosmic translation into the inner court knows this. Firealarm knows too but, because of the ego, does not yet know what to do with the knowledge because it is not yet illumination.
Everyone including Occam and Greatstarr think it is only a matter of time because firealarm is already functioning in accord with the requirements of melchizedek in the fifth dimension, for the first time in 250,000 years. Cosmic translation isn't the only translation, it happens to be one that can be communicated to the outer world at the present time, because of astronomers and telescopes and the outer world's internet for worldwide communication.
