Friday, May 13, 2005

The King and His men.

It was magical.

i wont say much, cept that i had no regrets.

and

now that its all over
i'm not sure what happened.

all i know is that
in the midst of my tiredness
i was awake
very conscious
eyes wide open

and it wasnt the volume
it wasnt the boom
it wasnt the hype

i just knew it was there
there
there and than
there.

and i was getting all excited about the revenge of the sith
i mean
this is the showdown of all them jedis, siths and siths to be;
the missing link between goodlooking ambassador
to mr shrivelled-up-face-emperor
etc etc

and well
there were movies i wanted to revist
or maybe
past the movies
there were feelings i wanted to revisit

i dont know why
maybe its something that reassures me that i am still human
and fully capable of understanding emotion
maybe the artisitc value just gets me and makes me want to
erm
well
squeal?
i guess squeal in the inside of me.
(ps: to known person - i do not squeal)

wahteverthecase
after tonight
i just felt
that i really really needed to catch a movie.

and well
if anyone can make a movie out of thin air
its gotta be pst phil
undoubtedly so.

and man
the annoiting
woo
power
woosh
fooom
whoo
shhoooshh

yeah
something like that.

ultimately
mentally
it isnt anything we've not heard before
its nothing new

but i guess
sometimes
times like thses times
taking old principles
recycling them
giving them new perspectives
and adding characters
make the film come alive

and it just gets me right there
right there.

i just was
quiet
silently
observing
and i knew
i knew it for a fact
that tangibly
as if yesterday wasnt enough
there has been a shift in the inside of me.
its been so long.

I love you God.