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A year or so passed and nothing much happened.

Well, that's not exactly true. I shared this whacky story with an ever-growing circle of friends and acquaintances but made no appreciable progress toward contacting the gentleman in question. Unless, of course, you consider the ability to evoke the same incredulous response from these unfortunate individuals a twisted sort of progress...

You need to contact George Lucas?!

Yeah, I know. It sounds crazy to me too.

But consider...

Through Industrial Light and Magic, the special effects branch of Lucas Films, he has the wherewithal to take this vision and make it real for others. There was NOTHING I'd seen that couldn't be translated into the digital realm.

That was part of the original vision -- what I was shown was within our reach at present. The time was ripe for harvesting this fruit. All I had to do was pass the info along to someone who could make it happen.

Yeah, right. All I had to do...


So, I grew a little bitter under the burden and was probably a pain to be around. Then, finally -- blessedly -- an event to distract even the likes of me was about to roll into town, and for a little while I grew obsessed with another subject that can bore the nonbelievers to tears:

Macworld

I remember traveling to the show with John. (I'd had every intention of taking BART in before he invited me along for the ride.) We rambled about all things Mac until we approached the Bay Bridge and the conversation wound down as we neared our destination.

As usual, I found a way to ever-so-ungracefully broach the subject and yet another person was forced to suffer through my highly unlikely, absurdly quixotic, harebrained idea. (John, to his credit, didn't cringe or look for the men in white coats to take me away.)

Anyway, we get to the show and while walking amongst the thousands of other MacAddicts on the floor of Moscone Center, amid the glare and distraction of hundreds of exhibitors in that vast expanse, John happened to spot a group of guys in leather jackets -- Star Wars emblazoned on the backs. With a touch of encouragement (and maybe a sharp shove in the back) I finally walked over, wondering what in the world I'd end up saying.


One guy seemed less interested than the others in whatever was being discussed, so I approached him and went through the pardon me, I don't mean to bother you but... introductory routine and we spoke off to one side.

Turns out that they were in fact animators for Lucas and this guy, Kevin, had not only heard of the code, he was interested in hearing more about what I'd supposedly "seen."

I don't want to create a false sense of drama here, so I'll cut right to the chase...

After trading a few emails, Kevin wound up inviting me to Skywalker Ranch for a meeting. Once there, he showed me around, bought me lunch, listened to my story, and was as polite and gracious as he could be. He showed some interest but, well, you know.

The vision currently rests in a state of suspended animation. <unintentional pun>

In short, I had my big chance and I blew it.

One thing I'd like to make sure everyone understands:

It was MY fault that Kevin didn't get fired-up about the project. If I'd have presented the concept more clearly and coherently, things might've been different. Any blame in this fiasco lies with me alone. (Just want to make sure that's understood.)


So here we are, two and a half years later. No Lucas. No Spielberg. (Oh, did I forget to mention him? This's embarrassing enough, don't you think, without dragging another big name into the mix.) No action whatsoever.


Except, of course, for these words on the web.


Pitiful, I know, but what else can I say?



A Hole in the Air