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If there ever was any doubt as to where you wanted to be, then perhaps this will verify, that you, were always on the right track, exactly where you needed to be, without any kind of slack or warnings to heed.
As a matter of fact, the addiction some might say you suffer from, is not really as bad as that, ‘cause being on the right side of things, well, at least according to your own ideals, well, what could be more fun than that?!? Being addicted to something, really, really good, that is, you see, this is not about substance abuse, rather something more fun and neat!
Obsession, true. Something of a fantastic fantasy?
Well, according to the art and fics, yes.
But I digress, as this is about all them clones, those fancy, gorgeous clones made for war. The copy paste men if you will. And even if most of us feel we have scored, while watching all them shows… Well, still, reading, writing, watching, drawing, constantly recording something of their world. Perhaps even thinking over there some times to be hurled?
Well, it’s not an obsession, nor something to be discarded easily at least, as it’s all self acquired. No, this, is all, a possession alas no religious kind of a priest is required.
This one certainly is a healthy hobby, not something dangerous or even sloppy. Simply a pass time to be spent during well, any time really. Work be damned, well, to some extent. As there is no time like the present time to be spend in the world of these very pleasurable clones. Even if imaginary, pixelated no less as they totally are, by someone else at first, but now they’re all ours, to devour… the stories and pix to the max!
And so, when having finally arrived to the place desired, what awaits you over there, is certainly nothing you really don’t want to share, at least with others? As being amongst these special characters, these copy paste men, so fine can’t you tell is a privilege. Enjoying your time to the max. While having them well earned cookies and caf in the mess.
And that, is what life’s small kinds of pleasures are really all about!
So give out a very loud shout, to the clones of the GAR, later Empire, much later free a the Force, at least in my little world they all be. As well being all alive and well, no qualms, no harm, no fowl, cause I can tell, most of you, totes feel the exact same:D