Great Dream for SW Fans Everywhere
Consonant Reader,
I shall not beat around the bush. I have been known to do this in the past, and get arrested on charges of sexual harassment, so that's why I shall not do it again.
I am also, not going to skirt around the subject. Although skirts were also involved in the previous incident as described above.
Instead I am going to be honest. I love Star Wars, like so many others of you out there.
Come on, admit it, you do.
No.. you DO, just open up to the truth.
George Lucas is my spiritual father, and I love him for creating a wonderful cultural phenomena that has influenced societies across the globe in a thousand million different ways. It has left a stamp on our subconscious, ever since we first saw those yellow words running out into distant outer space amid a heart- stopping fanfare.. come on, hum it with me. Just recall to yourself;
How often do you pick up a flourescent strip light and make lightsaber noises?
How often have you fucked up sentences and then lapsed into Yoda? (Fucked Am I!)
Wished you were behind the cockpit of the Millenium Falcon?
Acted out the story with your friends when you were ickle.. were you Luke or Han or Leia? (I suppose it did really depend on your gender too..)
Used the force to grab your lightsaber buried in the snow just out of reach in order to free yourself from being forcefully hung upside down in a very hungry wampa snow beast's cave in order to escape?
..Ahem. Well, anyway thats neither here nor there. The point is I dreamt that I'd seen the next Star Wars film.
Now I haven't been sleeping at all well all week. Maybe it was the position I was sleeping in, the noise of the traffic and chavs outside at 2 in the morning or those 5 cups of coffees I had before bed.
Last night I slept like a baby log. And I woke up at 8.40am, which for me is like getting up at midday.
The dream was ace, an epic of gargantuan proportions and I didn't want it to end, but it did, and I woke up almost opening my eyes to the noise of a retracting lightsaber.
Ahhh.
*fsssssssssh!- A lightsaber, yesterday*
B x.
I shall not beat around the bush. I have been known to do this in the past, and get arrested on charges of sexual harassment, so that's why I shall not do it again.
I am also, not going to skirt around the subject. Although skirts were also involved in the previous incident as described above.
Instead I am going to be honest. I love Star Wars, like so many others of you out there.
Come on, admit it, you do.
No.. you DO, just open up to the truth.
George Lucas is my spiritual father, and I love him for creating a wonderful cultural phenomena that has influenced societies across the globe in a thousand million different ways. It has left a stamp on our subconscious, ever since we first saw those yellow words running out into distant outer space amid a heart- stopping fanfare.. come on, hum it with me. Just recall to yourself;
How often do you pick up a flourescent strip light and make lightsaber noises?
How often have you fucked up sentences and then lapsed into Yoda? (Fucked Am I!)
Wished you were behind the cockpit of the Millenium Falcon?
Acted out the story with your friends when you were ickle.. were you Luke or Han or Leia? (I suppose it did really depend on your gender too..)
Used the force to grab your lightsaber buried in the snow just out of reach in order to free yourself from being forcefully hung upside down in a very hungry wampa snow beast's cave in order to escape?
..Ahem. Well, anyway thats neither here nor there. The point is I dreamt that I'd seen the next Star Wars film.
Now I haven't been sleeping at all well all week. Maybe it was the position I was sleeping in, the noise of the traffic and chavs outside at 2 in the morning or those 5 cups of coffees I had before bed.
Last night I slept like a baby log. And I woke up at 8.40am, which for me is like getting up at midday.
The dream was ace, an epic of gargantuan proportions and I didn't want it to end, but it did, and I woke up almost opening my eyes to the noise of a retracting lightsaber.
Ahhh.
*fsssssssssh!- A lightsaber, yesterday*
B x.