Artist - Colonial Warrior - Galactican
Ever looked up into the night sky and wondered
who else is out there? Or how did we get here and where did we come from?
I have always pondered these questions along
with the rest of those who are curious and are deep thinkers that imagine beyond our planet's
The Original Galactica TV
"Battlestar Galactica was a favourite
part of the television culture that I grew up with..."
"Friday night was the best night of the
In 1978-79, a television series became a legend
and remains so in the hearts of every veteran fan of the show, ever since it went to air.
"Battlestar Galactica" was a favourite part of the
television culture that I grew up with. It made a huge impact on me at the mere age of no more than 7 or 8 yahrens
(a Galactican term for 'year'.)
Every Friday night at 7pm, my family and I would
take up our comfortable spots in the living room and be immediately engrossed in this show. I think I lived for
Friday nights; it was the best night of the week!
|How did we get here and where do we come from are just
some of the
existential questions many of us have pondered upon.
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Several yahrens later, when I was about 14
yahrens, Sunday afternoons at 4pm became the best day of the week. The re-runs of BSG were being aired again, seven
years after I first watched the original series as a young girl.
My best friend and I discovered, only when we
realized BSG was on the TV again, that we were both ardent fans of the show since we were young en’s. Well, Monday
mornings and lunch times had only one topic of discussion (well that, and the dashing Captain Apollo (Richard
Hatch), and which one of us he might marry...sigh), our other good friend would just roll her eyes when we started
talking feverishly about Sunday's episode. Not everyone’s a Galactican. But there are many of us who would still be
willing to jump in a Viper, given the chance.
If there was ever one show that made a
non-erasable impression in my mind and the developments of my own thoughts, beliefs, and philosophies of our own
planet's possible origins and it's mysteries, it was Battlestar Galactica. The show's theme about a great
civilization of human tribes fleeing to survive the attacks of an enemy alien race, to find their mythical
thirteenth colony, known as Earth, never left me, (or countless thousands), the same ever again.
Fans of the show (who are still active fans to
this day, like me, and whom many, have become friends of mine), fell in love with the story's heroes and heroines,
villains and leaders, which immortalized the very characters and the actors who played them.
There were magnificent Battlestar ships, various
vessels of the fleet and star fighter craft. I think every fan, (children and adults alike), wished they could don
a warrior helmet (which resembled the head-dress design of an Egyptian Pharaoh), blast out of a launch tube
themselves, join the viper squadrons and defend the rag-tag fleet from the impending Cylon
The close connections and relationships with
mythologies, religion, culture, art and languages, costumes (many of which we are already familiar with from our
own Earthly ancient civilizations), blended harmoniously with a highly advanced technological human race, who still
held on to their sage old wisdom and beliefs of where they originated from and where their ancestral 13th tribe
The unforgettable opening narration to each show,
which made hearts stand still all over our world, gave way to anticipation of what adventures would unfold with
The very words, "Some believe, that life here,
began out there..." continue to haunt my imagination and a little wish (...alright, a rather large hopeful wish!),
that we might just have human brothers and sisters somewhere out there beyond the stars.
We may very well be their descendants, or
“Children of the stars”.
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