Thoughts, through a train window…
“…With two tickets torn in half And a lot of nothing to do Do you miss me, Miss Misery, Like you say you do?…” Counting the lights, the trees, the lovers, the people, the neighborhoods, the cities, as I go by. The math suggests that the average yearly train delays in Japan is only about a minute. The trick is, I know, on the way you average. Cause, every morning my commuter rapid stops a dozen time in-between stations, waiting for the trains already on the upcoming station, to keep moving. And I am always late. And the Ms. K., the secretary raises eight fingers to remind me of what time I was supposed to be there. Paper memories. Yeah, I know. The teachers are supposed to come before the students. So, Ms. Misery, did you add all the card you can play?...
Read MoreDelayed outflows in AT2018hyz.
As it is known, tidal forces are gravitational effects caused by a gravitational gradient applied to a body. Meaning, a force of different amplitude is being applied to different parts of a body, resulting in a tendency to change its shape. Now, if a cosmic object passes close enough to a supermassive black hole (SMBH), that the tidal force can overcome the self-gravity of the object, it leads to a tidal disruption event (TDE). Such an event was observed during October, 2018, when a SMBH devoured a star, forming a transition accretion disk. It was named AT2018hyz. AS TDEs are quite common and at that time it didn’t seem to be anything particularly special for AT2018hyz, researchers moved on, trying to use the precious telescope type, better. However, about three...
Read MoreYou felt like a German Christmas…
I bought a cake and a coke for you tonight. A large coke with a little reindeer in the corner. Returning home, I remembered that I’m out of cigars. I wanted some big Cubans, but the cigar shop was already closed. I couldn’t bring myself to buy normal cigarettes. Returning home, I passed by an Italian pasta restaurant. On the window, I noticed some interesting packs of cigarettes. I went in and asked. Found a brand that said “Keith: Mild. Little Cigars. Caffe Late.” I turned the air con into sucking mode, to trick the three smoke detectors in my little Japanese apartment. I drank coke through a straw and smoked my little cigars. Past midnight. 12:50. I called your name three times, Holly, Holly, Holly, as if it was a rule of the Tradition of the Moon. Then I...
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Mbështetur pas një shtylle prej hekuri, Tek streha e një kantiere ndërtimi, New York. Mesnatë. Shi. Si erdha këtu?! Veshja formale më bën edhe më jo komod, Por më kujton ty. Dashuri. Puthje në faqe, Pëshpërimë në vesh, Dora jote që rrëshqet poshtë mëngës së djathtë, Para ndarjes. Bisedat na mbetën në gjysmë atë mbrëmje. Unë për letërsinë, ti për filmat. Në asnjërin skenar personazhet nuk përfundonin bashkë. Kishin botëra ndërmjet. Pastaj personazhe u bëmë ne. Me cigaren zgjatur tek cepi i buzëve. Ti dukeshe si Merlin Monroe. Ç...
Read MorePyetjet e orës tre të mëngjesit
Kur të flasësh me Zotin herën e ardhme, A mund t’i thuash një fjalë të mirë për mua? T’i thuash se po përpiqem fort. Dua ta dëgjoi prej shpirtit tënd kristal. Kur të mora në telefon herën e fundit, Kish një vit që ishim ndarë, Unë sapo kisha ardhur ne Japoni, Dhe kishim një gjysmë globi ndërmjet. Po ndërronte mijëvjeçari, Dhe mua me pushtoi një nostalgji, Ndaj solla rrotëzën e numrave, I mban mend ata telefonat e tipit te vjetër? Po, bën kaq gjatë që të dashuroj. Ti kishe atë krenarinë e zakonshme në zë, E mu duk se po të shihja edhe atë shkëlqimin metalik, E dija se me kot po përpiqesha, S’kish gjasë që të mësoja, Nëse edhe ty të vinin në mendje, Ato pyetjet që njeriut i vijnë në tre të mëngjesit. Sikur të mund të shohësh brenda syve te mi, Do të dallosh ngjyrat...
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