galaxy all the things

I saw a post a while ago that reminded me of midi-chlorians and that “~they demystify the Force the Prequels are awful~ thing.

And the thing is, they don’t.

For more than one reason, but we’ll start at the easiest; they’re simply a clear (and biological) avenue for how some people are more Force sensitive than others, enough so that they can (learn how to) manipulate the Force knowingly, like the Jedi do, for example. Like, what’s “demystifying” in that? In something like that, the midi-chlorians don’t touch on what the Force IS, merely how only some people have “enough of it” to use it consciously if taught. How some people have more than enough of it, to be considered “strong” in the Force.

But, let’s go to Obi-Wan and Yoda’s explanations of the Force in the OT; “it’s an energy field created by all living things … binds the galaxy together” ; “life creates it, makes it grow”.


Midi-chlorians are found in the cells of living organisms. What would be the effect of living organisms propagating, skewing in general (in the best course of things) towards “more as time passes”? More midi-chlorians in the Galaxy, which means more individual beings connected to and interacting with the Force, either simply because they EXIST, or more or less knowingly depending on how Force sensitive and trained you are.

What does that sound like? “Life creates it, makes it grow”? “Created by all living things”? Man, I dunno, MIDI-CHLORIANS ARE CLEARLY DEMYSTIFYING BULLSHIT, right?

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.