Aurora Australis Quotes

The Hubble Space Telescope has spotted aurora near the poles of both Saturn and Jupiter. And on Earth, the aurora borealis and australis (the northern and southern lights) serve as intermittent reminders of how nice it is to have a protective atmosphere.

It wasn't all misery. On one of our halts we lay spreadeagled on the ice and stared up at a sky blazing with the glory of the most wonderful aurora I'd ever witnessed. I groaned beneath the splendour of those silken curtains, yellow, green, and orange, billowing at the window of the heavens.

The charged particles energize molecules of gas in our upper atmosphere, called the ionosphere. This causes them to glow. That glow is called the aurora. If it appears over the north pole, it’s called the aurora borealis; over the south pole it is called the aurora australis. Most of the time it glows white or green. However, if the solar storm is fairly energetic, more and different gases are energized and we can see reds and purples in spectacular auroral displays.

timelines register the pain of her loss for the first time. “I’m sorry, honey.” He remembers the day she died, eight weeks ago. She had become almost childlike by that point, her mind gone. He had to feed her, dress her, bathe her. But this was better than the time right before, when she had enough cognitive function left to be aware of her complete confusion. In her lucid moments, she described the feeling as being lost in a dreamlike forest—no identity, no sense of when or where she was. Or alternatively, being absolutely certain she was fifteen years old and still living with her parents in Boulder, and trying to square her foreign surroundings with her sense of place and time and self. She often wondered if this was what her mother felt in her final year. “This timeline—before my mind started to fracture—was the best of them all. Of my very long life. Do you remember that trip we took—I think it was during our first life together—to see the emperor penguins migrate? Remember how we fell in love with this continent? The way it makes you feel like you’re the only people in the world? Kind of appropriate, no?” She looks off camera, says, “What? Don’t be jealous. You’ll be watching this one day. You’ll carry the knowledge of every moment we spent together, all one hundred and forty-four years.” She looks back at the camera. “I need to tell you, Barry, that I couldn’t have made it this long without you. I couldn’t have kept trying to stop the inevitable. But we’re stopping today. As you know by now, I’ve lost the ability to map memory. Like Slade, I used the chair too many times. So I won’t be going back. And even if you returned to a point on the timeline where my consciousness was young and untraveled, there’s no guarantee you could convince me to build the chair. And to what end? We’ve tried everything. Physics, pharmacology, neurology. We even struck out with Slade. It’s time to admit we failed and let the world get on with destroying itself, which it seems so keen on doing.” Barry sees himself step into the frame and take a seat beside Helena. He puts his arm around her. She snuggles into him, her head on his chest. Such a surreal sensation to now remember that day when she decided to record a message for the Barry who would one day merge into his consciousness. “We have four years until doomsday.” “Four years, five months, eight days,” Barry-on-the-screen says. “But who’s counting?” “We’re going to spend that time together. You have those memories now. I hope they’re beautiful.” They are. Before her mind broke completely, they had two good years, which they lived free from the burden of trying to stop the world from remembering. They lived those years simply and quietly. Walks on the icecap to see the Aurora Australis. Games, movies, and cooking down here on the main level. The occasional trip to New Zealand’s South Island or Patagonia. Just being together. A thousand small moments, but enough to have made life worth living. Helena was right. They were the best years of his lives too. “It’s odd,” she says. “You’re watching this right now, presumably four years from this moment, although I’m sure you’ll watch it before then to see my face and hear my voice after I’m gone.” It’s true. He did. “But my moment feels just as real to me as yours does to you. Are they both real? Is it only our consciousness that makes it so? I can imagine you sitting there in four years, even though you’re right beside me in this moment, in my moment, and I feel like I can reach through the camera and touch you. I wish I could. I’ve experienced over two hundred years, and at the end of it all, I think Slade was right. It’s just a product of our evolution the way we experience reality and time from moment to moment. How we differentiate between past, present, and future. But we’re intelligent enough to be aware of the illusion, even as we live by it, and so,

Geophysicists have claimed the excess energy may be continuously injected into Earth’s outer core, feeding the mysterious magnetic dynamo that creates Earth’s magnetic force field. If you’re lucky you can even see it, on clear nights at extreme latitudes. Earth’s magnetic shield produces the spectral electric-green ribbons of the aurora borealis and aurora australis. Birds can see it, too. Any compass can feel it. The magnetic field surrounds the planet and flows around it in the solar wind, like a curtain flapping in a breeze.

Emotions rise and fall, the day is on trial, as if it was the holy grail of tomorrow, we win, we lose, we fall, we rise, and we dust ourselves down and carry on, life is like the weather it’s all made up for different seasons, and we don’t need any reasons as we move through the ages, in search of the sages, our discipline fractured, our focus blurred, our life on high alert, our honesty sincere, our souls resting in the shadows of our hearts, love always calling our names, through the rain, snow, sunshine, and the blizzards, In the north aurora borealis changing to green blue and cherry colors always in motion, always moving, and changing, in the south it is another matter, they call it aurora australis the southern lights, it is just aurora dancing floating up to the night sky, a message from mankind as it touches the stars, just one of so many wonders of the world, as the south gentle breeze travels over land and sea, one time or another we have taken the time to live in that moment, where we for a second realize all the miracles of nature, and we realize just how small we are in the universe, and we are all looking for a place called home, and it’s never easy when you find yourself as the travel, like the seasons that come and go, where the air moves freely and the rivers flow to that place called ocean, and with it comes thunder and lightning, as well as the cool breeze and the hurricane, this is our life, each day living through this beautiful mystery we call life, and I say ok there is so much more to learn, I am just a student in life looking for wisdom, like all other students of this nature, I took what agreed with me, and discarded the rest, I am not interested in being the best, I am just searching for the truth, please don’t see me as superior or inferior, I am just a soul who is asking questions, and looking for answers, and so my life continues in the storm of life, confused and enlightened just like you or any other, confused and enlightened just like you or any other