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Confessions of an Alchemist
by: jujadark
date posted: Dec 03, 2007 1:39 PM  | 
updated: Dec 03, 2007 1:49 PM
Upon Which I Recruit The Sith
The universe is controlled by not one power but two--positive and negative. They are in a state of eternal conflict, which, when there is enough of it, infuriatingly resembles peace. Take a close-up view of a smooth surface...look at all those jagged cliffs! Just as the two opposing poles of a magnet can never overwhelm the other, all sins that you could possibly do will never eradicate virtue, and all virtue will never eradicate sin. Through direct purpose or whimsical accident, the universe is in a state of complete flux, and we are the tipping points. We hold the scales in our hand, and we have every right to cheat with weights or allow the universe to weigh itself without our direct intervention. It is up to us, our lives, which somehow exist at a crossing point of positives and negatives-a choice between the two-and they circle around us, pervade us just as much as we pervade them. There is always a winner and there is always a loser, and because there are so many winners and losers, there are none. Everything negates, except negation which creates all those positives that everyone wants so badly in their own lives. That is the purpose of the Sith: to negate. And in so doing, they create all those positives that everyone seeks.

In art, the tipping point between the two poles is usually pretty clear cut. Hollywood bows to the people's common religion, common perception, common power, common sense. Movies are infused with these common elements to appeal to the same people they are attempting to mirror. Man likes to see himself in art, spends money on art that resembles himself internally, so the most successful are those elements which are the most reflective of the largest number of people.

Having said that, some of the most successful movies have been the Star Wars series. We see a reflection of ourselves in the choices Luke and Anakin made. We understand how appealing it must have been for Anakin and Luke to join the dark side, but at the same time, we don't want them to. If the endings were somehow truncated, we would have never known if they had made the right decisions, and our own indecision would have been much more apparent to us. Maybe Anakin would have saved his wife's life instead of contributing to her death. Maybe Luke would have joined Vader and created balance through imbalance. But the endings were not truncated, we saw the biases come shining through by seeing who ultimately came out on top in shining blue digital remastered high definition color. On top of that, the actors age, we see the lie more clearly, so the remaining six films will probably never be created.

Remaining six films? Yes. We need six more films to truly bring balance to the force. And those six films must all be of the success of the dark side, the success of the emperor, and the necessity of the Sith. We need clear cut examples of the importance of singularity, of the wisdom of the Sith as they sacrificed themselves to the goals and objectives of the unilaterally powerful emperor. We need examples of mob rule and how their decisions tear down life just as much as they create. We need examples of miserable planets all working for unnamed goals, communistic societies where everything is shared, and how only through the rise of the selfish Sith leaders did they claim themselves from poverty stricken lands and turn themselves into the Coruscants of the future. For only through selfish pursuits--bold, brash, in your face egoism-can we lay the tracks and fix the communally driven, socially acceptable train wrecks of the day.

The religion of the Sith is this: our communities, our governments, they do not care even though they say they care. Why? Because they exist by obliterating the self, and if there is no self, there is nothing for which care is needed. Sacrificing one's self to the 'greater good' destroys good through dilution. Goodness is the salt that makes food taste: dropping it in larger and larger vats of water turns goodness into some vague mist that can no longer be picked up by the senses. The Sith are required because they gather the goodness in one place by evaporating all that water and allowing it to condense again in one location, and that location is always at the fingertips of the Sith. And when they use their fingertips to eat? The Jedi view this as greed. How dare the Sith redeliver the goodness to the people we strove for so long to dissolve!

As a result of this condensation, the Sith tend to enjoy anything associated with their own senses. Why? Because they have reduced everything in the universe into a state in which it can be enjoyed. The anger that the Jedi feel towards the Sith is actually their own jealousy. Since the Jedi have sacrificed their own senses to those of the greater good, they feel no one else should be bold and brash enough to sense anything ever again. Jedis are the solvent. In fact, the very religion of the Jedi work towards the removal of the senses. Remember the scene where Luke is told to let go of all external stimuli, and to just blankly determine when and where to fire his missiles? That was the state of ultimate dissolve which is so important to the Jedi. All sense of self must melt away--and that state of ultimate dilution is the very point in which the Sith believe life no longer matters. Self dilution is self delusion.

The Jedi feel that the dark side is a sickness, and they are these universal spiritual doctors that can somehow shut their eyes and feel the effervescent waves of the great all which will tell them what to do and when to do it. If this actually were to work, the Sith would view this as nothing more than a stroke of stupefying luck. The Sith feel that intention, purpose, and focus are all aspects of true power and correct decision making; without them, the universe would just "happen" and it would be completely absent of intent.

The Sith know, alternatively, that the light side is a sickness since it is so destructive to material needs and desires. The Sith look around and see objectively, understand that the senses are there to be used and enjoyed, and if they are intentionally sacrificed at the hands of another who is pursuing the same needs and desires, then that is the name of the game. Through time, the apprentice has been sacrificed at the hands of an almighty emperor who doesn't want to lose power. But how different is this than a Jedi who sacrifices himself to the desires of a community? The Sith are the cure to the Jedi, and the Jedi are the cure to the Sith.

In a case of art imitating life, the United States is seemingly controlled by the Sith. In so doing, the United States has condensed the salt of the planet through years and years of harvesting to a state where it can be enjoyed by anyone willing to listen to their own internal desires. But most of the time, this separation of the solute from the solvent has to be done under a cloak of secrecy since it is socially unacceptable. The process requires its own rituals that are unknown to so many, but often leave the apprentice in a vulnerable state, much like that of Anakin bowing to the needs of the Emperor who gives an impossibly destructive demand: destroy the children.

What happens in the Skull and Bones Society? What happens in Lock & Key? What happens at the Bohemian Grove? The Bilderberg Group? And who is the emperor? You can find out for yourself if you'd like, but the brashness and dedication to yourself must be apparent. It must be overwhelming to all those who come in contact with you. Every word of your mouth must be said in dedication to your own needs. That is the religion of the Sith. Our senses are there to be used-so use them! Don't let the Jedi take them away from you, for the examples you see of a missile being fired and finding its mark with eyes closed, that example is a lie. The Sith know with every ounce of themselves that closing your eyes at the very moment of decision does one thing and one thing alone: blind you. Stars are created through a condensation of gases and dust which desires nothing. We wouldn't be here without the Sith, for they desire it all. Get used to it.

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