Black and White A past of gold, A future of dust, Only takes little to fracture The glass of the trust Bond. May the good times be merry but the Coal dust smears over the Painting leave it black. A heart so fertile, Grows the seeds of Emotion, while the roots so Tender. May the worst times be comforted, while the ever-growing vines Around the heart bloom Orchids so white. Now the vines have become unruly, The cord has Broke. Even though the vine yearns to Tie a bow across the Painting, It has Fallen off the easel with The coal dust soiled the hope. The orchids have wilted, In a failure of determined Hope. The coal dust does not let The lungs of the petals Breathe. But if we hope for One day, Just one. Mabye the wind Will carry the coal dust Away, and chimes the Bells of Peace, which shall signal The end. Why must we leave our film in black and white?

Anti-Joke A horse walks into a bar. The bar tender says 'Why the long face?' The horse does not understand English because it is a horse, and is momentarily confused. It stumbles out of the bar, knocking a few tables in it's path.

The Magician A splash of colour, Shapes of wonder, Wandering curves, A scrawl of words, Minds are rioting, Melodies are flying, A delcate dance, Eyes in a trance, A wonder of beauty, Something so truly Has to be Magic

I wish to be the most insane person in the world one day. That way, no one can accuse me of imagination as far as the sky and beyond, dreaming as deep as the sea and the core of the Earth, and believing as much as the stars above.

"Remember my name!" -Unknown