Jeseth seated himself calmly, his hands clutching a book which he very intimately read. The words flashes before his eyes as he absorbed them into his very being. These were the true tenets of the Dark Side of the Force...


"The universe is full of power. To release it, you must harness the emotions of hate, anger, fear, and aggression. Release your own anger and the anger of infinity is released. By itself, the Dark Side is a thing of chaos and irrationality. It has no control, no conscience, no restraint. But domination is its goal. There is a bargain to be made with it. It gives you power and exacts its price. In order to let the power flow through you, you must let the destructive emotions flow through you. But that is not all. It is a great danger to those who cannot control their emotions. Only with a strong will can you control your rage and make the power your servant. When anger is controlled intelligently, there is nothing you can not do."


His fingers ran smoothly down the crease of the pages as he turned them, reading with a speed which he was quit acustomed to.

For a moment, he stopped to contemplate his brushes with the light, how it had almost consumed him... but how could something to weak, so passive, and so ineffective consume him?

Madness.

Yes, that was it: The Force spread madness through the light, corrupting the minds of all whom it touched. How unfortunate... So many beings wasted because of their inability to grasp the truer concepts behind the Force.

A Jedi; What is a Jedi? A compilation of parlor tricks and self-contradictions!

With that last thought, Jeseth sealed the book, extending his arm out and pointing towards a worn and unstable pillar across the courtyard. His teeth gritted against themselves briefly as the stoney relic shattered, growing weak and old with decay, then finally crumbling beneath's the Dark Jedi's gaze.