Entering The Sphere of Influence
Few people are unfamiliar with the Star Wars franchise. In the first film, A New Hope, Han Solo, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Luke Skywalker and Chewbacca have emerged from hyperspace in the millennium falcon only to find an imperial tie fighter and an absence of the planet that they had hope to reach. Instead as a perplexed Han Solo tries to figure out what is going on, the tie fighter is seen racing towards a small moon that Luke has identified. As the sphere comes into view, Obi-Wan states with a calm dread,
“That’s no moon.”
Indeed it is not. It is in fact a space station and specifically the machine of mass destruction that is the death star. Once recognition has dawned on the quartet along with the fearful consequence of being near to such a powerful weapon, they try to escape but it is too late. The millennium falcon has been caught in the death star’s tractor beam and they hare slowly dragged towards the waiting death star.
We are that death star. We glide along appearing at first to be something benign or at least neutral, our true purpose masked to those we seek to pull into our sphere of influence. Our tractor beam is powerful, unceasing and almost impossible to resist as it attaches to our victims and with our legendary seductive ability hauls them into our world. Like a rabbit caught in the headlights you are unable to escape as we pull you closer and closer to us. By the time you realise what has happened and that we are indeed ‘no moon’ it is too late, you have been caught and escape is extremely difficult. Our true purpose is hidden from and if you ever do realise that is a ‘death star’ you are sailing towards you will find it so very difficult to escape the iron hold we have over you.
There are those, through the intervention of others and the application of learned knowledge, who do manage to free themselves from the tractor beam’s hold. It is rarely immediate. The escape that might occur usually only takes place after a long period of time subjected to our burning lasers of hurt and our photon torpedoes of misery. If you manage to escape you know by now that you must stay away and keep away. We will continue to drift along, like that death star cruising through space as we take hold of fresh victims along our route and drag them towards us. Occasionally we will shift our path and make towards you once again. You remain in one place at your peril as we will approach you and once more seek to suck you in with our mighty tractor beam. We may plot a course which takes us to pastures new where we busy ourselves with fresh and shiny new victims who provide us with delicious and exciting fuel. This will occupy us but we will never forget about you. You will similarly never forget about us because of what we have done to you and the way we have conditioned you. This conditioning engenders a sense of curiosity in you. You need to know what we are doing, you want to know who we are interacting with now and thus you decide to fly past our death star, just for a distant view of the edifice that once nearly destroyed you. You feel safe watching from a distance as you fly by but be warned. Fly too close and that tractor beam will take hold of you again. If you give us any opportunity to hoover you back in once again we will seize it. You appear on our sensors and we will increase the power of the tractor beam in a bid to capture you once again. It may have been years since there was any interaction between us but if you fly too close to our death star then you will be sucked back into it and subjected to our machinations once again.
When you first try and escape we apply the tractor beam to keep you where we want you, but if you are determined and manage to depart then we set a course for new horizons and new fuel. We may at a later date decide to alter our trajectory again and move back to your solar system in the hope of grabbing you once more. Should you see us coming you need to jump in your space ship and fly somewhere else quick. If you wish to flirt with danger, feel free to follow us to the new galaxy where we are destroying new planets, but if you come too close, we will detect you and we will apply that tractor beam once again. The passage of time does not matter. It might just be a few months since you made your escape or it could be a decade, either way, if you come close to our sphere of influence our tractor beam will take a hold of you and pull you back towards us. You will always be of interest to us, it may be in a week’s time, a year or ten years but if there is a window of opportunity to take hold of you again we will gladly take it because the fuel to be gained is exquisite.
So, if you manage to escape our grip, fly to the other side of space from us and keep that distance otherwise our tractor beam will draw you in once again. That is the only hope you have to remain free of our grip. Unless of course you somehow manage to fire that photon torpedo down that exhaust chute but we both know you are never going to be able to manage that, right?
62 thoughts on “Entering The Sphere of Influence”
Dearest HG: If possible, please keep this art selection for this article. I love it.
Dearest HG: I never saw star wars, (I hear gasps from many) but this writing was mesmerizingly visual. One does not need to have watched Star Wars to understand and see this. I have my seatbelt on, and my blinders. And for a fail safe, I have an invisibility cloaking device and special bespoke extraordinarily powerful intradimensional and expensive booster rockets at the ready, just in case something odd, yet familiar, and interesting, and sort of seductive, that is flexing Hoover muscles, is caught on my radar screen, and starts approaching my space vehicle. Sorry, not Sorry. Boom!!! I`m gone.
You have company as I have not seen Star Wars either. I’ve tried to watch it in recent years (in fact last weekend there was some marathon of SW and related movies on) but I just can’t – It’s soooo cheesy. Maybe you had to see it in childhood and the pull is that it takes you back to that time? I don’t get the appeal.
Light sabres, NA, light sabres.
NA. Yes. This week and next week, and then I will be back to my privacy. I realize I am a bit spoiled being so single and free, so this reminder makes me more thankful. But, the person is very pleasant and fun, but I am already tiring, but that is normal. I just do not know why I have not seen Star Wars. I think I am not drawn to the actors cast, as well. And, I have not seen all of this great influx of superhero movies, either. With all of these people with so many unbelievable powers. I sort of like my heroes in real life, I guess. Someone that helps me carry a package. That holds the door open for me. That encourages me in my life. Those are my heroes. But, I do like the writing in this article. I would love to see this movie, if it were written in this style by HG. It is very sophisticated and magnetizing. I would like to be in control of the casting though. Casting is a huge deal with me.
who cars about the actors, allow me to site a contemporary philisopher:
“Light sabres, PSE, light sabres.”
Liza. Okay. Light sabres for starters, then. But, I really long for the day when I can thrust shocking and powerful and deadly streams of fire from my mouth. Literally. How about that. Without making targeting mistakes, of course. Right now, I would accidentally burn to ashes some of the wrong people, because of errors in my judgement. There is at times more sparing/fencing/jousting with the light sabres. And possibly, a few more moments to think about continuing or retreating or agreeing to a draw, etc., as well. That could be good. Okay. Light sabres it is, for now.
PSE: “I really long for the day when I can thrust shocking and powerful and deadly streams of fire from my mouth.”
And they call me a fantasist! Ha ha. You made me giggle this morning girl 😆
if it is these kind of powers you are searching for, then i’m afraid star wars is too lite for you, instead, watch dragon ball Z or saint seiya , but if accuracy is your top priority, rather opte for death note, it is the perfect crime ( at least, before you lose your minde of course).
Liza: Thanks. I looked into Death Note and it is confusing. There is a 2006 version? Is it in English? An American remake or something like that for 2017? There is a series? Is it all in English? I want to check out whatever version of Death Note that has this review from a FAQ and answer on google: `Is Death Note PG 13?
The sadistic, R-rated version of a PG-13 psychological thriller. I believe the original “Death Note” anime and manga are perfectly fine entertainment for early teens and above, as despite their dark premise they contain very little actual mature content and explore interesting psychological ideas.` Liza, so, I want to see the original that `explore interesting pyschological ideas.` Liza, so which one is that? In English, or with English subtitles or dubbing, I guess….Thank you.
Liza. I will not watch the Netflix version. Thank you. Are you saying for me to watch the the 2006 version? And it is just for me to watch, not a 13 year old. But, I want the more pyschological version, and that is why I choose the FAQ to show you. Liza, to be clear, are you suggesting for me the movie or the series? It seems there is a series and their are movies. Thank you.
Liza. I found it. Some episodes are on Youtube. I typed into youtube: [ Death Note Episode 1 English Dub ] etc. I finished episode 1 where he finds the death book, and now I am going to do another youtube search and watch episode 2. This series is dealing with ethical questions and the psychology of power. The episodes are short, around 23 minutes each. No commercials. There are a lot of episodes, it seems, at least around 37 short episodes. Thanks, Here is the one I just watched:. https://youtu.be/qpUz5NXCpW4
MB: Yeah…I should probably think about some kinder and gentler super powers. I am sure that I will…In the fullness of time…. But, I have felt the need for that laser like fire, plenty of times. It would solve so many problems, easy peasy like.
whatever you do in this world DO NOT watch the neflix version, it is an insult to death note, i almost got a brain sprain while watching it.
wath the original anime subtitlet, or at least the the doubled version.
no there is no mature content, i guess it is ok to let a 13 or 14 years old watch it, but not a yonger.
yes the 2006 version, the series not the movie.
my pleasure PSE i like havig other people watch my favorite anime (my emperialist side).
Liza. I have never watched an anime. It is about time I gave one a try. I may as well sample my Pure Rooiboos Red Herbal tea, at the same time. Thanks for the Netflix warning! I may have to place you on retainer for some things. And do allow people to drink their teas as they prefer, dear Liza. We must obtain our joy in sometimes somewhat harmless ways, such as cream and honey and sugar, etc. in some of our drinks. Versus drugs and narcotics? So will you tolerate us all and let us drink our hot drinks including our coffee and our tea and our chocolate and our espressos and our brandies, etc. in our own way, without too much censure, yes? Either shaken or stirred, so to speak? Anyway, my neighborhood businesses are not a fan of too much lounging in the food and drink establishments. But, hopefully I will find a comfortable place somewhere within walking distance that I can frequent and read a few magazines, etc. and chill out a bit post shopping, with a coffee or tea or hot chocolate drink. I can not be overly picky, unfortunately. Some areas of town, such as SOHO, (South Of Houston street) are more amenable to such places than my area. Tragic. I am very sorry for your loss of that favorite place you once frequented. I am glad you found a secondary place, at least.
watching death note while drinking tea, liza approve 100%.
Ha Ha, i will continue to be a tea dictator because i’m too bitter i can’t handle coffee, so i will never be able to say the famous sentence ” i can’t wake up before i had my first coffee” , or sit like an adulte and take sips of an espresso with that composed demenor and that serious aura around me. let face it you can’t impress anybody with a strawberry juice or a hot choclate T_T
I’ve never bothered with Star Wars and believe I’m ok as a result!
Light sabres, Lorelei, light sabres.
I just can’t bring myself to watch it!
And of course Darth Vader had that amazing, mesmerizing voice…
I am your father Violetta (read it with Darth Vador’s voice, please,please, please!).
Oh, I don’t want Darth Vader to be a blood relation at all….
then, obi-wan kenobi?
I don’t want Vader to be a blood relation because it would make what I have in mind incest. Yuk.
hum….it is special …
but who i’m i to judge you, i’m in love with kuroro licifer, and i’m most serious about it.
Help me Obi Wan Kanobi, you’re my only hope!
[Jussst slipping into my gold slave girl outfit]
Renarde, the only one you can expect here is the emperor palpatine, if you want salvation come to the dark side of the force.
PS: we have cookies.
Oh no! I dont want Palpatine! I want Han Solo! Ive had such a mad crush on him for over 40 years! True, I did want to punch him very hard indeed for Crystal Skull. But its Harrison. Ahhh….
I met him, once. At a ‘do’. People say bever mert your heros. Well I did. He was utterly charming. I was with a big group of friends. Us girls gathered around him. The look on the boy’s faces was priceless. They had turned to each other and started muttering intensely whilst periodically shooting daggers at Mr Ford.
At one point in the night, Harrison’s arm was right up against mine. Empaths, my contagion was going WILD. I turned to my girl friends and muttered, ‘I think I’m about to pass out’.
After the event, a friend came to me and said, ‘Ren, you were VERY funny last night. Err yeah? I’d fancied this guy from the age of 2! (I always was precocious).
Cookies you say, liza?
My only true crush (celebrity) is Dr. Drew. I’ve been in love for over 20 years now.
it must be cool meeting your crush, but i won’t advise it, imagine if he wasn’t as cool as you expected him to be, you would lose your fantazy, keep your dream world safe.
really han solo? i can’t finde any caracter in star wars that attractes me, i’m more into dark spirited and composed vailain than the intergalactic cowboy. i don’t want to be mean but i don’t like his looks, i prefer the contrasted type, dark haire, vampiric skin.
Ahh Liza, I’d agree but he was everything I could have dreamed for. Kind, urbane, naughty, charming. Honestly, I did try to summon up the energy to smack him a good ‘un but in HGs words; my panties melted.
Hand on. What is Han Solo but not an Intergalactic Cowboy!!
thank evry god you know, you didn’t have the energy to carry out you plan, i can garantie you that reality won’t look like your fantazy.
Renarde. You met Harrison Ford? So have I. Years ago. With some coworkers at a bar/ restaurant right after work in the advertising/marketing district. Not a tourist place overy much. A real New Yorker place. I was surprised it was him when I looked directly to my left after I ordered a drink, and he was right there. His body language was quiet with a drink in hand. We said hi, to each other. Then, I was talking to him at the bar, and about his movie the original Blade Runner. He said he was happy that I mentioned that movie, because it was his favorite movie that he starred, and no one mentions it to him any more, and this and that and the other, and then all of a sudden 2 of his `men,` large men, came and escorted him away from our little conversation. I thought it was sort of rude and odd. Absolutely nothing was going on between us at all. He may have some sort of problem? Maybe a drinking problem or a woman problem? Or, these actors and actresses that are like valuable walking and talking money-making Corporations, are usually monitored in such a manner? Anyway, he must go out a lot, if we both have spoken to him. He was huge. Very broad in the shoulders, in his suit, anyway. Friendly. My friends thought it was funny that he was rustled out of there. lol. I forgot about actually meeting him for those few minutes, until I read your post. Maybe he is a mid ranger–always playing the good guy. But in need of monitoring in real life. One time I was travelling on the Long Island rail road, and I was sitting directly across, for quite a while, a guy that looked just like Mel Gibson, the famous actor. I said to myself, this guy looks just like Mel Gibson. He was looking at me with a look on his face like, don’t you know that I am Mel Gibson?? I thought to myself, this guy is probably always mistaken for Mel Gibson. I am not going to fall for this. I said nothing. So, I silently started reading my book. An entire hour we were fact to face in silence as I road along and I did not say a word. Neither did he, but he kept a pleasant smile on his face. And, I felt highly irritated. I was aware that he was a bit puzzled over something. Who cares. Too much ego, I thought to myself. I was proud of my silence. After reaching my destination, I found out that he was actually Mel Gibson, the famous actor. Hahaha. And he has a house in an area of Long Island and he took that particular train at times. I am still glad I said nothing. lol. The Score is PSE:1 and Mel Gibson: 0. Perfect.
Haha PSE!! You have wounded Mel Gibson! There’s not a lot of empaths here who can say that they have wounded a world famous actor lol.
PSE, your story reminded me of the funny movie Game Night. There was a Denzel Washington look a like and one woman had a one night stand with him and believed that she slept with Denzel Washington until she showed her jealous husband the cellphone picture and her husband couldn’t stop laughing because his nose is different from the real Denzel and to the wife’s dismay lol but they both ended up laughing. One of the last scenes in the movie was the Denzel look a like was in a gas station and a woman was twitterpated over him and asked his name and he said that women usually don’t ask what his name is lol.
Mommie Pino: Hahahaha. Ignoring real life Mel Gibson for around an hour was one of the fine hours in my life. That ride was so uncomfortable. All of that alert Narcissistic angst was just pouring off of him. The seating is fairly close, as well. I really thought this man was a look-alike of Mel Gibson. I did consider moving to another seating area, because I was uncomfortable regarding his puzzled forceful expression, but I still was very very stuck in the dumb and grotesque mantra of Winners Never Quit, in those days. So, I forced myself to just sit there, and not retreat. And stare at my book. And not mention to this man that he looked just like Mel Gibson. When I found out later that he was actually Mel Gibson (I asked the Ticket Conductor that punches our tickets at our seats when I exited–Mel stayed on the train) and the Ticket Conductor said it was Mel G. sitting directly across from me, face to face, I laughed so hard that tears streamed down my face as I walked away from the train. Still, I am even more so glad that I said nothing to him at all, especially since he had that arrogantly expectant look on his face. lol. Mommy Pino: regarding that movie and Denzel W., many women claim to have secret offspring by celebrities. And some are quite adamant. Perhaps some women probably have children by a celebrity look-a-like, at times, that has deceived them? And they do not know this deception has happened to them? And such hapless women actually try to obtain child support at some point and then believe the real celebrity is cruel for ignoring them and suing them and restraining them and refusing to take a paternity test and calling them psycho stalkers and liars, and saying he never saw them before in his life. What a mess. Hahaha.
he hated my favorite tea room and always called me a snob for going there, now it became the Headquarter of all his friends.
Hahaha. Who can make this stuff up. It Is Unbelievable.
i had to give up on the best homemade caramel in town, it is a real heratbreak.
Liza. I am a tea drinker. Yesterday, I was looking at some teas, and another lady was looking at some teas, as well. She would not select. I was looking and not selecting, because I was upset that only one tea company was represented, and I was pondering that business marketing and sales and shelf space matter, for a moment or so. Then, I started wondering why she did not select, after a while. We both stood there side by side. Not selecting. It was very weird. I became too uncomfortable with the scene. So, finally, I just walked away, and as soon as I turned around the corner away from the teas, I saw, with my peripheral vision, her arm reach out and select a tea, and walk swiftly away. I felt overwhelmingly curious. I waited a moment, and then I walked subtly back over to the teas to see what she selected. She selected a box of Pure Rooiboos Red Herbal Tea. What is that??? So, I put that tea in my cart for purchase. lol. I made sure she was not around when I went to the register. Hahaha! I would have felt embarrassed if she saw me with a box of the Pure Rooiboos Red Herbal Tea. Liza, I am so sorry you lost that tea place. We do give up a lot to the cause of Narcissism, yes? I truly think so. Even odd things that are not easily replaceable and persons and places that are irreplaceable. I am looking at this box of Pure Rooiboos Red Herbal Tea, right now. I have not tested it yet. I hope it is at least tolerable.
oh no, the tea is just an accesory for me i only drink it because i hate coffee, my real purpose is the dessertes, and the cute decoration.
spe worry not, i have i’l finde another place.
according to this blog’s rules this kind of subject is not allowed so we should stop before we get scolded.
You can talk about tea. He’s British for goodness sake!
Princess—I have a teal tea whistling kettle for my stove top that is only for decoration! I just bought it!
Lorelei: That teal tea kettle is quite a showpiece in your kitchen, I am sure. I would like a colorful one for show. I always have a stainless steel one, because I destroy them. I may buy a beautiful one for show for my kitchen, though. That is a good idea. Maybe yellow. Or copper. Or purple. I already have blue items in my kitchen. Congratulations on choosing teal.
they have the verry bad habit of puting milk in it, so i try my best to not remember he is british when i think about tea.
Liza: I need a favorite place that I can frequent at times, and I am going to keep my eye out for one, now that I heard your story about one. Having such a place does seem to be a good thing.
Liza: What’s wrong with milky tea?
definitly, it feels like home but it is not home, chose a cute looking place where the waitresses/waiters are friendly and around your age.
tea is to be drunk pure, no sugar no milk, the only alteration allowed is a delicate flavor, but only if you do it with actual herbes or flowers.
No way. Taylor’s Yorkshire with milk and Demerara or honey. Enough caffeine to make a dead mule kick. Like Jolt Cola for breakfast.
OMG milk + honey, not milk or honey violetta.
honey can passe, but there is no harmony between tea and milk, it like mixing orange with green. or make the queen wear actual cloth and not a flashy disguise.
Star Wars analogy to my EX-N #3 made me laugh! He’s in his 50’s and thinks he knows more about Star Wars then anybody and is the greatest fan that ever lived. He looks down his nose at all the newer episodes that just don’t live up to the originals. Imagine he will have plenty to criticize about for Christmas!
Thanks for the laugh HG
My ex-narc IP is also a huge SW fanatic.
Star Wars is one of my all time favorites. I can not wait until the last film comes out at Christmas. Maybe the irony will be last film in a long drawn out saga……….and I will finally be free of my ET in my own long drawn out saga.
And of course, I will now think of HG on Christmas….I think it is all a trap….
Admiral Ackbar approves
Excellent reference, HG. I enjoyed that.
Jolly good, BCHG.
“Fly too close and that tractor beam will take hold of you again.” This.