Star Wars: A Religious Perspective, submitted by Mav. I guess I'm rather retarded for thinking that "Star Wars" was just a film about a couple guys and a hairy dog that flew around and shot lasers at planets. According to "Star Wars: A Religious Perspective," it is oh so much more. What exactly that "more" is, I don't know, but it has to be something just incredibly wonderful.

Only in true friendship is there devotion. The kind of devotion that remains strong in good times and in bad. When things looked their darkest and Luke's strength had been exhausted, along came Han Solo to save him.

Many have to face that one thing or place that we fear the most. And we will most likely find there only what we take with us. If we take chaos with us we will find chaos. If we take fear with us we will find fear. If we go in looking for a confrontation we will find a confrontation. So was the case with Luke when he was training on Dagobah. Luke became aware of a cave which he felt emanate coldness and fear from. Luke decided to investigate, but he disregarded Yoda's advice about not needing his weapons. Luke's weapons were symbolic for the conflict inside himself that he could not let go of.

I haven't quite figured out what the Ewoks or Jar Jar Binks symbolize, but I'm guessing they represent the eternal battle between good and evil when a director is talking with the marketing folks regarding a profitable toy figurine line. This page is some heeeavy stuff, folks, and I don't really expect any of you to understand the many complex issues that the webmaster tackles. Luckily he writes in 500 point blue font to help us out, but I'm afraid that his superior intellectualism is far too much to comprehend. Now if only somebody could find the religious perspective of this page, as it's really making me doubt my faith in a kind, benevolent god that doesn't create people who read waaaay too much into goofy space films.

– Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka (@lowtax)

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