Fear, irrational it is.Clouds our minds it does; controls us, overcomes us.Fight it, only the strongest, most disciplined mind can.Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate, leads to suffering…
And what a great suffering it was.So consumed we were, with winning, hm!, but see, we could not, for what we were fighting.See we could not, who was really winning.Pawns had he made us, in his silly game.
And so we fell, the Jedi, our great religion, after hundreds of years, watched it crumble do the ground I did…A pain, unbearable it was.But caused by our foolishness it was.Forgot who we were, did we.Forgot what we were.
Luminous beings are we, not this, crude matter.Flesh and blood, hmph!Part of an energy are we, part of the force.The greatest gift this is, and misused it have we…but no more.
Rest I need, yes, rest. sighs
Twilight is upon me; for 800 years have I trained Jedi; but soon, night must fall.A few short years do I have left to live, to ponder over my pain and suffering, and to finish, one last mission.
A new hope has risen.
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