There is no emotion, there is peace.

There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.

There is no passion, there is serenity.

There is no chaos, there is harmony.

There is no death, there is the Force.

Ah…

The "wise", old, ancient words of the Jedi Code.

Don't you all, just love it?

The so called, "correct way of life" a Jedi must follow to be successful and respected.

A set of life-long established rules and regulations to make sure we are the "greatest" we can be.

Discipline. Moderation. Restriction.

Ha.

All it ever did was limit our potential... to do great things.

To be better saviours.

To be ourselves.

You know... I, a once "proud, loyal" Jedi Knight look back on it now…

And remember…

Feels like its some long forgotten… memory.

A Creed.

Way of life.

Bitterness and longing is all I feel, too.

The moral compass, it was; the rules and regulations which all the Jedi had to follow to lead an honorable, successful wife within the Order. Within the Galaxy. Within the "Light" side of the Force.

When you really think about it…

What made us…so, "pure", anyway?

So… righteous?

So… ourselves?

All the code ever did, to me and my fellow Jedi… my friends… my family… my dead comrades… was blind us. Make us something less then we should have been. Block and restrict the very things, which make us unique…

It destroyed our lives. It confused us.

And, it killed us. It aided the Empire in taking over the galaxy. It aided all the evil and corrupted into taking advantage of our deaths.

It awoken my friend... Anakin Skywalker, into slaughtering us.

But, I guess, in the end... you can't really blame him. In his eyes, the Jedi Order was the dark side. Or, at least, the weak and wrong side. All they ever did was restrict power; forbid basic emotions and humanity; and turn a blind eye to those who needed help the most.

It's actually quite amusing...

Prior to Order 66 and the Purge, the Jedi Order and Council was already full of paranoia and internal problems... none of us trusted everyone. There was always doubt in everything. Every Master wanted to instruct differently. Restrict, accordingly.

The Jedi planted half the paranoia and problems before the killings occured. Restricting of basic emotions and needs; focusing on lesser problems then to the ones right in front of our eyes; and basically helping us die quicker, as fools. Rather then respected heroes.

All the Empire and Darth Sidious had to do was finish us off.

After seeing what happened to my comrades… I must say now…

That the Code is irrelevant and wrong. There is no light or dark side... anymore.

Only a matter of personal perspective.

And mine is so.

Because it's all about survival.

You see, viewers of this holocron… it is my very defiance of the ancient Jedi Code which enabled me to survive the mass slaughtering of the once "great" Order, and pass my experiences, information, and teachings to you. To carry on the legacy of those greater then me. Those who were lost in pointless killings. Because I will truly die in vein if all that I fought and overcome to make it alive today, to record these pieces... is lost in space.

I will truly suffer, if the Jedi and our teachings are lost forever.

It does not matter what race you are. What gender. What prespective or "light" and "dark" side you live by. I just want this to be heard, and used, as guidance. To help the Jedi and it's few good deeds, conquests, and teachings, survive.

So, please.

Listen.