Wednesday, December 28, 2016
Jason's Gallery - Prayers for a Princess: A Carrie Fisher Tribute
I know I did say I am on a short break, but I stop by to drop this off because Shinigami has ripped out my childhood and stump that sucker flat. I forgot to mention that the other reason why I am not posting much is because of the fact that 2016 has become Death's favorite year with all the deaths of those who are actors, musicians, heroes and so forth. And this one death is more painful than all the rest. Here is my thoughts on the death of one, the only, Carrie Fisher.
(Taken from Deviantart)
It seems that 2016 has become much sadder and heartbreaking than last year when it comes to the death of famous people, when Shinigami (aka Death) comes for their souls and rip our childhood and nostalgia into two. From Gene Wilder to Prince, David Bowie, John Glenn, Susan Aceron (Why do voice actors get left out of the obituaries and tributes, I'll never know), Alan Thicke, and George Michael. But, no death is more painful and heartbreaking than the lost of Princess Leia herself, Carrie Fisher.
The daughter of singer Eddie Fisher and actress Debbie Reynolds, Carrie Fisher was born in Hollywood royalty, figuratively and quite literally. Even though she appeared in other movies like Shampoo (her movie debut), The Blues Brothers and When Harry Met Sally, and later in life became a best-selling author, with such books as her latest and last one, The Princess Diarist, Carrie was forever immortalized as the very character from the Star Wars series, Princess Leia Organa. From wearing cinnamon buns for hair to wearing the slave girl outfit in Return of the Jedi, Leia was no mere damsel in distress. This was one princess you don't want to mess with (Tell that to Jabba the Hutt). But, even though she wanted to go do bigger and better things (being an author is one of them), she couldn't get away from being Princess Leia, for she did reprise her role for The Force Awakens. And although the shooting of Episode VIII was complete, Episode IX is up in the air because of what happened.
Just like Alan Thicke and George Michael, she died of a heart attack and no amount of Bayer aspirin (and lots of praying) couldn't save her. So the next time you see a ticker that reads "Stable Condition" in quotation marks, that's the doctor's way of saying "Critical, but stable." But, was she more critical than stable, or more stable than critical when she had her heart attack? Can't they make up their minds which condition they want her most?! She leaves behind not only her legacy, but also her own child, Billie Lourd.
Losing Carrie Fisher is like losing a part of my childhood. And the sands in hourglass is still pouring out because I am missing out. And the more people I want to meet die, the more time lost for me and my dreams and goals will all be in vain.
Anyway, my fanart is tribute and prayer to a princess who is lost to us, because the God of Death wants good people to suffer while the bad ones get away scot-free. And if you are wondering why Leia has bangs around her buns, it is because she had bangs in the Star Wars manga (no joke, she really had bangs in the manga). And as I pray for her passage to the afterlife, Lightsaber at hand, my seashell cross, which I usually wear around my neck, is on my arm, as I pray. I take death and prayers very seriously, but the latter doesn't always work (mostly it does work, but not always).
Let's just hope and pray that 2017 doesn't end up like 2016. I don't want Shinigami taking anymore lives like that and make 60 years old the new 90, even those who are still young.
Godspeed, Carrie Fisher, and May the Force be with you.
Carrie Frances Fisher
(October 21, 1956 - December 27, 2016)