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Latest posts by haegeumofpanem.bsky.social on Bluesky

My first studysky related post on here. Mostly a test ๐ŸŒธ

30.11.2024 16:20 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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โ€” โ˜…timelapse: physics note taking session ๐ŸคŽ

#studysky #studyspo #monosool

30.11.2024 16:19 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
A spiral galaxy, seen not quite face-on but slightly tilted. There are two majestic spiral arms. The center is yellowish, the spiral arms a bit more white (going on blueish).

A spiral galaxy, seen not quite face-on but slightly tilted. There are two majestic spiral arms. The center is yellowish, the spiral arms a bit more white (going on blueish).

Yesterday was a rare clear night in November in Heidelberg. I had both the Seestar S50 and, first light, the HdA Celestron Origin in action. Collected some more light for M81 with the Seestar; here is the result: ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿงช

30.11.2024 12:33 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1012    ๐Ÿ” 44    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 26    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1
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Just imagine, particles that have been around since the Big Bang is part of who you are. ๐Ÿ––

29.11.2024 15:49 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 10485    ๐Ÿ” 783    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 350    ๐Ÿ“Œ 57
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Pillars of Creation through MIRI | JWST

30.11.2024 13:50 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2083    ๐Ÿ” 110    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 26    ๐Ÿ“Œ 4

Optimist: The cup is half full

Pessimist: The cup is half empty

Daughters : I donโ€™t know how many evenings had my mother scrubbed her heart at the bottom of the cup. I see scratches casting back my face. I think, they are screaming, asking me to run away.

25.11.2024 12:54 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 4    ๐Ÿ” 2    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

I think I'm gonna start posting my studytwt stuff here as well. I'm not leaving the twt yet but I want to do something with this acc and i do want my main + studysky fused anyways!

30.11.2024 15:54 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

The seven ๐Ÿ’œ

24.11.2024 22:52 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 81    ๐Ÿ” 41    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 3    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1

Update i found something called #studysky (adorable name ๐Ÿฅบ) and i think that's the one

25.11.2024 12:57 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Is there a studytwt parallel on bluesky yet?

25.11.2024 01:38 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1
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SING IT

23.11.2024 22:05 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 46    ๐Ÿ” 24    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 3
24.11.2024 07:21 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 109    ๐Ÿ” 50    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1
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The Helix Nebula

24.11.2024 11:31 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 34295    ๐Ÿ” 1917    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 589    ๐Ÿ“Œ 183

HI JADA CUPCAKE ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿซ‚

14.11.2024 03:39 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

I want namjoon. Specifically lost namjoon. Its so random but I want him.

14.11.2024 03:31 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

HIIIII LOVIE

14.11.2024 03:30 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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Hello darlings

14.11.2024 03:22 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 2    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

I forget I have blue sky sometimes but hello gay penguin nation

14.11.2024 03:14 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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people i share inherent grief with

18.10.2024 08:09 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 2    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Good morning Bluesky โœจhow are you my sunshine seeking doves trying to win over the day ๐Ÿ’–

19.10.2024 04:37 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Not allowed to block me in this lifetime i will find YOU

19.10.2024 04:36 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
a dragonflyโ€™s memoirโ€™ (ghazal)

On a hot morning, I saw a dragonfly. So small, the bowl of a teaspoon
could become its boat. Two wings like sliced halves of the festive moon.
How big is the world, if a paper could become their acres of snowfield?
Lord, when I feel so small, ease me with a thought of those little friends. 

Then, the dragonfly marches inside an electric socket. Had it believed,
there was an ancient tunnel? So glad, there was no thunder. Lord, if ever
I am in a wrong place; foolishly or hopelessly, let there be gentleness. Let
there be a caring presence outside, waiting. Let there be a guiding light. 

Later, the little friend flew in the summer heat. I hope she is somewhere,
resting on a flower. Lord, let there be no prejudice, despite the littleness.

a dragonflyโ€™s memoirโ€™ (ghazal) On a hot morning, I saw a dragonfly. So small, the bowl of a teaspoon could become its boat. Two wings like sliced halves of the festive moon. How big is the world, if a paper could become their acres of snowfield? Lord, when I feel so small, ease me with a thought of those little friends. Then, the dragonfly marches inside an electric socket. Had it believed, there was an ancient tunnel? So glad, there was no thunder. Lord, if ever I am in a wrong place; foolishly or hopelessly, let there be gentleness. Let there be a caring presence outside, waiting. Let there be a guiding light. Later, the little friend flew in the summer heat. I hope she is somewhere, resting on a flower. Lord, let there be no prejudice, despite the littleness.

a dragonflyโ€™s memoir

18.10.2024 11:40 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1

Shut the fuck up

19.10.2024 03:37 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
18.10.2024 18:45 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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No im not but I like being on lists so put me there

18.10.2024 18:44 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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a man is dancing on a stage in front of a purple wall . ALT: a man is dancing on a stage in front of a purple wall .

I want to be on it too

18.10.2024 18:09 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
โ€˜bury me with my wordsโ€™ (ghazal)

When death knocks, as a shy lover returning back home, do not hesitate. I longed for her deep kiss. For how long? I could not count. I sink in an ocean that cuts through minutes. I am a frozen clock. Let my beautiful lover in. Her smile is the first sunshine of spring. Open every window. If there is the sun, let it burn each rotten corner. I am Icarus. If there is the moon, let it be a mother and cradle me. Slice me a pomegranate. I need benevolence in ruins. Slice it with care. All my love shall become winds. I hope, I glide over a few pages in a quiet, old library. And, left is this body. Bury me with my words; all diaries I half-lived, all unwritten letters and confessions, even wrinkled pages. May I be : each syllable I had spoken, those only whispered and those I had forgotten.
I wish to be whole. Just this once. So absolutely, maddeningly, wholly. Bear the witness. Take a note of my rage and low breaths, oh the mud who confines me. Handle with care, oh the angels raising me up at dawn. Handle this evidence of survival. Let me tear open each page. Oh Judge of All, testify. Here is the blood. Here is the proof of your silence. Here are the cries. Do you feel how the earth crumbles in these hands? How shall you atone? How should a sculptor seek forgiveness if his own creation breaks free from him?

โ€˜bury me with my wordsโ€™ (ghazal) When death knocks, as a shy lover returning back home, do not hesitate. I longed for her deep kiss. For how long? I could not count. I sink in an ocean that cuts through minutes. I am a frozen clock. Let my beautiful lover in. Her smile is the first sunshine of spring. Open every window. If there is the sun, let it burn each rotten corner. I am Icarus. If there is the moon, let it be a mother and cradle me. Slice me a pomegranate. I need benevolence in ruins. Slice it with care. All my love shall become winds. I hope, I glide over a few pages in a quiet, old library. And, left is this body. Bury me with my words; all diaries I half-lived, all unwritten letters and confessions, even wrinkled pages. May I be : each syllable I had spoken, those only whispered and those I had forgotten. I wish to be whole. Just this once. So absolutely, maddeningly, wholly. Bear the witness. Take a note of my rage and low breaths, oh the mud who confines me. Handle with care, oh the angels raising me up at dawn. Handle this evidence of survival. Let me tear open each page. Oh Judge of All, testify. Here is the blood. Here is the proof of your silence. Here are the cries. Do you feel how the earth crumbles in these hands? How shall you atone? How should a sculptor seek forgiveness if his own creation breaks free from him?

bury me with my words

18.10.2024 16:22 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Of course I will be you are supposed to follow me everywhere wtf

18.10.2024 17:42 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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Hunger Games fandom please find me especially if half your personality is some fish boy from District 4 thank you very much i offer Aishwarya Rai as a welcome gift.

18.10.2024 15:44 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 0    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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โ€”โ˜… Finnick Odair is something of a living legend in Panem.

18.10.2024 15:39 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 1    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

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