There is a disturbance in the Force.
Many voices cry out together, and their sound is heavy.
Pain walks among them.
Anger follows close behind.
Fear lingers at the door.
My heart is unsettled within me.
My rest is broken, and my dreams give no peace.
The Force stirs, and I am called to listen.
I have walked through worlds and through ages.
I have seen the strong rise upon the backs of the unguarded.
I have seen dominions forged in pride, in power, and in greed—
and I have watched them stand unchallenged, unbroken, and unopposed.
Yet none endure.
Each has fractured, fallen, and passed into memory.
The Force alone remains.
It does not fade, nor does it yield.
It seeks balance—not of Light set against Dark,
for the Force is not divided against itself.
There is no Light side, and there is no Dark side.
There is only the Force.
It is the breath of all living things.
It surrounds and sustains us.
It flows through us and binds the stars together.
The balance of the Force is found not in opposition,
but in harmony—
the tempering of Passion by Reason,
and Reason given life by Passion.
The Ways of the Force are not hidden, yet they are not easily held.
They are not mastered by strength, nor seized by will.
They are received through surrender.
Yield yourself, and they will move within you.
Let them pass through your hands and into the world beyond you.
These ways are living seeds,
sown in every heart that yet draws breath.
When tended, they bear fruit.
The Ways of The Force are few, yet they are heavy:
Patience
Kindness
Compassion
Humility
Forgiveness
Know this: I am not without anger.
But I am not ruled by it.
For anger gives birth to anger,
and hatred multiplies itself.
Left unbound, they lead only to ruin,
until all is consumed.
Therefore I choose the Ways of The Force.
I choose patience when patience is most costly.
I choose generosity when met with cruelty.
I choose gentleness when struck with harshness.
I refuse the call of pride,
and I will not raise my power over another.
I release the wrongs done to me,
setting aside resentment,
and I hold all to justice—
tempered always with mercy.
These things are not easy.
They are the daily struggle of the faithful.
Many times have I felt the pull to dominate,
to impose my will in moments of trial.
Yet this is the lesson of the Force:
power restrained is strength,
mercy is not weakness,
and balance is won not once,
but chosen again and again.
