New pic from OS of Yoda in mid flight(?).
http://www.starwars.com/eu/feature/20041203/indexp2.html
Yoda's face, dark in reflection, looked up at him from out of the pond. "Some believe it possible to enter completely into the Force after death."
"Surely we all do, Master."
"Ah -- but perhaps one can remain unique and individual. Can remain oneself."
"You are thinking of Jang Li-Li," the Gran said with a sad smile. "I would love to believe she is safe and free and laughing still, somewhere in the Force. I would love to, but I cannot. Every people longs for the hope of something after death. These hands and eyes have been knit into a shape by the universe, will hold it for a few score years, then lose it again. That must be enough. To enter more completely into the Force: one would dissolve, like honey mixed into hot stimcaf."
Yoda shrugged, looking down at poor Jang Li-Li's lightsaber handle. "Perhaps you are right. But I wonder . . ." He picked a pebble from a crack in the rock on which he was sitting. "If I drop this pebble into the pond, what will happen?"
"It will sink."
"And after?"
"Well," Master Leem said, feeling out of her depth. "There will be ripples, I suppose, spreading out."
Yoda's ears perked up. "Yes! The pebble strikes the water, and a wave carries out until . . . ?"
"It reaches the shore."
"Just so. But is the water in the wave where the pebble drops the same as the water in the wave that touches the shore?"
"No . . ."
"And yet the wave is the same wave?"
"You think we can become . . . waves in the Force, holding our shape?"
Yoda shrugged. "Speak of this once, Qui-Gon did."
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