I never thought Coruscant would be so far away. While I remain on the Council, I have decided it be best I am not found for now. I am travelling the galaxy, at times with a Concord of freedom... Others, with a friend, an ally, someone I never thought I'd be hanging around with again. But... The Force has a funny way of working out that way.
Still... I miss waking up in the morning, making breakfast, spending an hour or so honing my body, then walking to the Temple, John on my shoulder, and working in the Order that has defined my life... Teaching the young... Their eyes so bright, just like their futures... Teaching my Padawans that are almost like my children...
Yet most of all... I miss "Her". I don't understand it. I cannot get it out of my head. I worry for her safety, especially with the Mandalorians looking for any excuse for bloodshed..
What happened to the Mandalorians anyway? They were once so proud, so honourable.. There were those I called friends. Confidantes. Allies. There of my best friends share the Jedi and Mandalorian mantras, two by marriage. To know they will soon be torn between their two loves because of the selfishness of some breaks my heart.
The Mandalorians... A group that once held great respect from me. What happened to you? You have become clueless brutes. Honorless thieves and terrorists. There is no respect between you anymore because you have forsaken every inch of it in favor of greed and bloodlust. What happened to the honourable Mandalorians of old? Now I only see a couple of thugs and terrorists, bullies, a pack of scavengers. Your new attitudes and selfish actions disgrace the Mandalorian name...
The Jedi... Many of them disgrace the Jedi name too. I'm not going to dance around that fact. This is why I am here. Making allies, finding and identifying and locating the Sith in the galaxy... Out here I'm doing more work as a Jedi then many of these so called "dark side hunters" do as members of the Order.
Soon, I will begin more high profile missions... The Jedi's work is never finished. The Wookiee homeworld still has slavers. Tatooine still has crime all over the place. With the former, I know who just to bring with me.. The other missions... I wouldn't mind working with members of the Order, the Conclave, or the AOL... Perhaps its time I started some talks...
The night grows tiring. Even on my "vacation", a Jedi's work is never done.
Still... I miss waking up in the morning, making breakfast, spending an hour or so honing my body, then walking to the Temple, John on my shoulder, and working in the Order that has defined my life... Teaching the young... Their eyes so bright, just like their futures... Teaching my Padawans that are almost like my children...
Yet most of all... I miss "Her". I don't understand it. I cannot get it out of my head. I worry for her safety, especially with the Mandalorians looking for any excuse for bloodshed..
What happened to the Mandalorians anyway? They were once so proud, so honourable.. There were those I called friends. Confidantes. Allies. There of my best friends share the Jedi and Mandalorian mantras, two by marriage. To know they will soon be torn between their two loves because of the selfishness of some breaks my heart.
The Mandalorians... A group that once held great respect from me. What happened to you? You have become clueless brutes. Honorless thieves and terrorists. There is no respect between you anymore because you have forsaken every inch of it in favor of greed and bloodlust. What happened to the honourable Mandalorians of old? Now I only see a couple of thugs and terrorists, bullies, a pack of scavengers. Your new attitudes and selfish actions disgrace the Mandalorian name...
The Jedi... Many of them disgrace the Jedi name too. I'm not going to dance around that fact. This is why I am here. Making allies, finding and identifying and locating the Sith in the galaxy... Out here I'm doing more work as a Jedi then many of these so called "dark side hunters" do as members of the Order.
Soon, I will begin more high profile missions... The Jedi's work is never finished. The Wookiee homeworld still has slavers. Tatooine still has crime all over the place. With the former, I know who just to bring with me.. The other missions... I wouldn't mind working with members of the Order, the Conclave, or the AOL... Perhaps its time I started some talks...
The night grows tiring. Even on my "vacation", a Jedi's work is never done.