Sunday, October 01, 2006
May the Force be with him
It's been a while. He never thought he could do it again. There was a period of drought where all his ideas and inspiration all dried up, because the source had been sealed and shut out. He had been so used to drawing energy from the Dark side that it somehow seemed unnatural to use another source.
On his conscious mind, he condemned the Dark side for its wickedness, dirty tricks, selfishness and destruction, yet, beneath his skin, the manifestations of gloom, pessimism, cynicism and disbelief nourished his soul. He would not admit from his mouth that he was from the Dark side. But he would admit that he did not believe in the Force.
The Force, is something so intangible that he could not feel, so impersonal that it appeared plastic and so distant that it seemed at best only surreal. Yet, the Force appeals to him. The lure of something divine and omnipotent, the promises of eternity and the epitomy of everlasting goodness were all that he hoped he could be a part of. As much as he wanted to believe in the Force, something was holding him back.
Most of the time, he would dismiss the existence of the Force, because of several aspects which he could not come to terms with. He thought that the Force was just an imaginary presence created by the weak minded to seek solace. It was no different from being the opium of the masses. Furthermore, history had shown that the School of the Force, the institution that proclaims the glory of the Force, was not as pure and clean as what it made itself out to be. Legalism and inflexible dogma painted a new face for the School, making it only slightly distinguishable from the Dark side.
As such, he had difficulties coming to terms with the Force. Nevertheless, his innate desire to reconcile with the Force subconsciously tried to seek the Way, the Truth and the Life. At the same time, he too unconsciously drew energy from the Dark side to churn out works of contempt, cynicism, disillusionment, hopelessness and disappointment, as an expression of his frustration of his failure to balance his internal struggle.
Miraculously, the Voice from the Force spoke to him one day and changed his life forever. He began to realise he was a fiend from the Dark side. Despite consciously making an effort to seive out thoughts and actions that were associated with the Dark side, he was still unknowingly its very own slave. He was born with it. It is the Original Darkness that was trapped inside him and everyone else.
He is so thankful to the Voice. It is only through the Voice that his internal struggles were resolved. He learnt the one most important thing that saved his life: Grace. Grace is not just a defense mechanism used as a shield against the Dark side, it is an offensive weapon that can pierce through walls of Darkness and dissolve all the Darkness from within. The Voice gave him Grace, that rescued him from this Original Darkness.
Yes that was great. But because he had lost contact with most of the Dark side, he soon found himself unable to write. He realised that all he had written so far were all drawn from the Dark side. he tried to draw energy from the Force to write. It felt weird and was a little uncomfortable with it. Finally, it is starting to work for him now. He soon found himself more tuned to the mechanisms of the Force and it no longer felt weird wielding the Force.
May the Force be with him.
On his conscious mind, he condemned the Dark side for its wickedness, dirty tricks, selfishness and destruction, yet, beneath his skin, the manifestations of gloom, pessimism, cynicism and disbelief nourished his soul. He would not admit from his mouth that he was from the Dark side. But he would admit that he did not believe in the Force.
The Force, is something so intangible that he could not feel, so impersonal that it appeared plastic and so distant that it seemed at best only surreal. Yet, the Force appeals to him. The lure of something divine and omnipotent, the promises of eternity and the epitomy of everlasting goodness were all that he hoped he could be a part of. As much as he wanted to believe in the Force, something was holding him back.
Most of the time, he would dismiss the existence of the Force, because of several aspects which he could not come to terms with. He thought that the Force was just an imaginary presence created by the weak minded to seek solace. It was no different from being the opium of the masses. Furthermore, history had shown that the School of the Force, the institution that proclaims the glory of the Force, was not as pure and clean as what it made itself out to be. Legalism and inflexible dogma painted a new face for the School, making it only slightly distinguishable from the Dark side.
As such, he had difficulties coming to terms with the Force. Nevertheless, his innate desire to reconcile with the Force subconsciously tried to seek the Way, the Truth and the Life. At the same time, he too unconsciously drew energy from the Dark side to churn out works of contempt, cynicism, disillusionment, hopelessness and disappointment, as an expression of his frustration of his failure to balance his internal struggle.
Miraculously, the Voice from the Force spoke to him one day and changed his life forever. He began to realise he was a fiend from the Dark side. Despite consciously making an effort to seive out thoughts and actions that were associated with the Dark side, he was still unknowingly its very own slave. He was born with it. It is the Original Darkness that was trapped inside him and everyone else.
He is so thankful to the Voice. It is only through the Voice that his internal struggles were resolved. He learnt the one most important thing that saved his life: Grace. Grace is not just a defense mechanism used as a shield against the Dark side, it is an offensive weapon that can pierce through walls of Darkness and dissolve all the Darkness from within. The Voice gave him Grace, that rescued him from this Original Darkness.
Yes that was great. But because he had lost contact with most of the Dark side, he soon found himself unable to write. He realised that all he had written so far were all drawn from the Dark side. he tried to draw energy from the Force to write. It felt weird and was a little uncomfortable with it. Finally, it is starting to work for him now. He soon found himself more tuned to the mechanisms of the Force and it no longer felt weird wielding the Force.
May the Force be with him.
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