Jacen thought about that for a moment. "It wasn't one person exactly. It was many, in many variations over many years. But they decided on a code, rigid and fixed and that was all they were and all they had. All they held to because to deviate led to temptation. And so when people fell, they fell hard, and they fell far and people suffered because they didn't know how to temper it. Do you understand?"
He had always been persuasive, a politician just like his mother, some had even called him more than that, a dangerous mystic, able to sway people to his side with thought and phrase and more dangerous still because he believed his own dogma. And he did. He believed it so completely.
"Agreed, how can you claim to know the Force when you hold so blindly to one side or the other. And believe me the Sith are just as bad, just as rigid in their beliefs. What I believe in is neither, and both all at once. We are guardians of a great power are we not? How are we supposed to be that if we don't understand what it encompasses. The lightsaber is a perfect example, but they don't see it. They've never seen it because they don't let themselves understand. Out of fear or more likely out of tradition. But the things I've seen and done...My actions weren't the will of the Force, they were my will, perhaps guided by visions, but visions I sought. That is what the Force is Galen. Its bigger than all of us. It's more than we can really ever understand. But we try. We have to try."
Jacen looked down at the two lightsabers hanging from his belt. "This.." he said, regarding the one to the left. "...I made as a boy, just on the cusp of Knighthood. I was arrogant still, foolhardy but I believed everything my uncle told me." And the second, "This, I made not long after I took the life of my Aunt. Mara Jade Skywalker, the Red blade of a Sith Lord. I took the name Darth Caedus then. Which am I now Galen? When we duel, which do I use?"