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Star Wars

Darth Plagueis
X_andor_Who
Apr 18, 2014X_andor_Who rated this title 4.5 out of 5 stars
Star Wars: Darth Plagueis: Well, after an exhaustive six months and five library book renewals, I have finally finished Star Wars: Darth Plagueis. I know this is such a lengthy time to read a book… and some might refer to me as a rigorously retarded reader, but I try my best! In this supposed said existence, most mortals are not as mystical mendicant monks; even if and when perchance some possibly are, the feeling of angst anger, and overflowing wrathful ire are what fuels furious frustrations in us, including me. For to have to wearily watch and tirelessly witness countless masses of the worst and wicked kind go unabated, this is a most piercing punishment… much more than I or anyone would wish or be of want of. The wanting to be able to do something… to want to wield my witnessing of this mad, mind numbing outer world experience; and put it into some kind of active, proactive practice… and to put it into something that might matter… and to put it into something that might mean something, is what most relates to me. In this manner of actively achieving, I very and verily much relate to what the dark side can harbinger. In truth, I must admit: primped and pampered mystical mendicant monks, such as like Jedi in this story, are not then monks practicing the mendicant ways… they, these Jedi, have had their hands heavily involved in government affairs, and they additionally have an established Order to fall back on if and when they get grievously overwhelmed. But, to be alone in the world, and to see its travesties, and to see beings being bombastically inane and insane to each other and to their own self over and over as they keep repeating their own sick sins over and over without there being a sense of internal moral and inner peace, this then to me, is a most trickling tristeness and a trite pretense; to have to keep watching a pretense pass its prime, is truly an unnecessary; for this kind of case there should be need for some sort of super hero shepherd to show woe that it is wrong and not welcomed. This is why I believe at times, it is my responsibility and responsibility of super individuals to make stand; I have to mentally believe that whatever I wish to take on is my responsibility; so if I am ardently frustrated, I have to mentally believe that I can focus these frustrations into something fantastically fruitful; I have to be able to mingle and focus these frustrations alongside my austere and aesthetic monk-like qualities… in so that I may be able to concentrate and construct a mind of my own making, to be able to construct a mind for a benign world that we all can share in both mutually and equally. However, the meaningful means, by way of which one may make such a daunting dream, become an actuality, seems to come from one having to enter a labyrinth-like mental maze, made of mirages that look like many a myriad mirrors of one’s reflection. Thus, it seems nigh and near impossible to solve. It hurts to have to watch others continually suffer for their own shear madness. From my experience, I have found that most souls would rather defend their own hellish hells and live there in them rather than welcome a moment, let alone an age, of precious personal reprieve to come to pass. Ah, the seeming trials and errors of those, who wield the Force. To be as a forever, errant wanderer, utilizing the Force for frivolous means, and in it, I suppose (unless someone can wield the Force better than I) this is all we can do with it, right??? Rating: 4.7/5.0; Xandor Who (The rest of review is continued in Summary Section).