Day 55

Descending light

As a horizon rises

An old one sinks ever slowly

Approaching the unending

Doom; Catastrophe

Around the corner

Sits for a fire emblem

In the darkness.

Day 54

Nasty plots

Flood the head

As confusion

Varies in the middle

Accursed knowledge

Destroys the ignorance of sight

Blessed be the blind.

Day 53

A new day rising

As Venus hovers

Just by the moon

Ushering the sun in

For a day that is new

And never to be

Again.

Day 52

Unending circle

Spinning around

And around

Trapped by the pen

Ending only where

The eye perceives.

Day 51

Tiring restlessness

Falling into a circle of-

Of deceiving trickery

As those who are not

Whom they are

Take a rest

To take upon there roles

Once more in the evening.

Day 50

Release into freedom's call

As happiness fulls the air

And darkness is broken

By lights and shapes

From amongst the shadows

As darkness' shapes

Form in shape of spotlights

As the crowd goes wild

Over a good laugh

Day 49

Sorting order

Through darkness and lights

No one is out there

For good reason

Our cage is not yet open

The time for release-

For freedom:

Is soon.

Day 48

Stop the chaos

Arranging letters

Icicles and shapes

I can smell the chaos

So stop it please.

Day 47

Cockroaches

Stain my crowded mind

Crawling in the night

As self doubt

An army

Creeps in the wings.

Day 46

What makes a human?

Why don't I feel like they do?

What makes a human?

Why am I, Why am I?

What makes a man

Other then the roads

And cross roads he has seen?

What makes a human?

Why am I camouflaged?

Day 45

Crushing pains

Trapped doors

And Charlie Sheen

Welcoming in the clowns

Of the genetic opera

I've lost all I can say

And I regret that.

Day 44

Vat is de truth?

Truth is a shadow

Elusive and fake

So many

Crawl in then night

All we see are the

Half truths.

Day 43

Crushing binds

Carrying me down

Through the under world

Marching

Then the sun

Light

Enters the realm

Granted freedom

On day one.

Day 42

Faking the truth
Carry to me

My unconscious

Circumstance

Darkness which creeps

In evening flow

Lightning quick

Through the

Night.

Day 41

Sing to the clouds

Break the sky

And see the light

For the first time
See your light

For the first time.

Day 40

You're useless

In your demonic hole

Looking up to heaven

Wallowing in waste.

You're useless

Hiding in your cave

When you think your out

you find your in deeper.

I'm useless

Sitting here wallowing in waste

Trapped in a cave of a thousand mouths

I'm useless.

Day 39

Earthly shakes and crumbling walls

Washing over the sea of nations

Lest all 'tentions and warnings fall

Cascadia rising on a pretty night

All stars gone

Moon too

Stay on the high ground

Even if it is hard to find.

Day 38

Hold me down

I'm in this cave

Just me and this cave

Trapped from sunlight

And from moonlight

Forever

So just

Hold me down.

Day 37

Rising land

Collapsing sky

Keep the water

Safe from me

Keep the water

Safe for me.

Rising land

Collapsing Sky.

Day 36

Mr. Gatsby,

Jay Gatsby

Why so careless

As to leave your

Back

Exposed to he

Who did not fight

With

Honor.

Day 35

Woman (to herself): That went well. (She sits down.)

(James begins to wonder through the light. It appears as if he is walking many miles until everything becomes even brighter yet he trudges onward. At this point disembodied voices are heard).

Voices (eerily, overlapping): This is the point of no return. Turn back. Watch your step, the world awaits. Shadowy forces in the evening, THE EVENING! Etc.

James (scared): Who-who's there? (behind him appears a shadowy figure which attacks him. It quickly knocks him down and generates a shadow dagger of sorts. As it goes for the kill James disappears leaving the creature upset. Cut to the Woman sitting as James suddenly appears there, now able to see more clearly. He sees some rolling hills in addition to the paved road in front of them. The Woman rises).

Woman: So, how was your adventure?

James: I went into this bright area with floating voices.

Woman: Describe them.

James: They were creepy, they clearly didn't want me there. It was is if I was in danger and they knew it.

Woman: Were you?

James: Well some being made of shadows attacke-

Woman: You went to the lake! And heard the voices on your first trip! Oh wow, you can't understand my excitement! Everything must be clearer now!

James: Yes, but what was that thing that attacked me?

Woman (gravely): That was an arbiter. They hunt down those who have escaped the cave but haven't seen the full light of reality so that they may be returned to the cave through force.

James: Deadly force?

Woman: No, not deadly. But rather what seems to be deadly at first instead pulls you back into the cave. I lost my mother to it.

James: I-I'm sorry.

Woman: Well one day you may meet her. Hey, look at yourself, you are looking great! (She pulls out the mirror and we see James, much younger and more complete).

James: Wow, what happened?

Woman: Something we must tell the council about and soon.

James: Council?

Woman: They will fill you in.

(They travel to some large gates).

Woman: This is Angelin. I have some one the council wants to see, let me in.

(The gates open revealing a city of gold).

James: Angelin?

Angelin: Yeah, it is a strange name. Now come with me.

(They walk through the incredible sites of the city until they reach a large sparkling building.)

Day 34

(Scene begins. The cave is dark and the camera focuses on a dimly lit wall upon with the shadows of wooden puppets appear flashing across the walls. Cut to the face of a chained person with no will but to watch the puppets move. Cut back and forth then add in an over the shoulder shot of a mysterious cloaked man with a key walking over to him. He unshackles him and turns him in the direction of the fire which has been the source of light for the puppet show).

Cloaked Man (whispering): Brother, watch the light. Embrace it. Now let's walk over to the exit. (They walk over how ever the man he is helping is showing great resistance, not wanting to leave the cave). Just a little bit more. (As they began to exit we see puppeteers who are dressed in similar cloaks. One in white and one in red take notice but show no concern and continue to give orders as to what the show should show. They then exit the cave as the man grimaces in the light and the cloaked man forces him into it further. At first it blinds him how ever his eyes soon begin to adapt and he looks down upon himself. His hands are wretched and broken.)

Cloaked Man: Don't worry brother, this happens to all of us.

Man: Where, where am I? Why do I look like this?

Cloaked Man: Sssh. Those questions will be answered when we reach the commune.

Man: The commune? What commune? Oh my god no- your not bringing me to a cult!

Cloaked Man: No, I'm bringing you to reality.

Man: Reality? Wha-what do you mean?

Cloaked Man: Brother, you shall see in a moment. (They begin walking on a road which seems to be reflective. The man has a harder time walking then the cloaked man who is assisting him. They continue walking until a tower of light appears on the horizon. The man is scared).

Cloaked Man: Don't worry, many feel this way when they see the spirals of reality on the horizon.

Man: Ok, I guess I'll go with it for now.

Cloaked Man: Can you see any better.

Man: A bit.

Cloaked Man: Good, it is time.

Man: For what?

Cloaked Man: To see yourself. (He holds a mirror to the man's face. What is seen is a bit decrepit and old. To put it frankly he is ugly. A shock appears along his face).

Man: But this is not me! I am James Cassidy! This is not my face!

Cloaked Man: This is why your kind must be liberated.

James: Ok, stop with your bullshit! First you drag me out of my home into this-this place! (Cue a flashback of him being dragged out of his home, not a cave, and thrown into a very bright and sunny world). Now, you continue hiding yourself to me! So why don't you tell me, what the hell is reality?

Cloaked Man: Reality is this. (The man takes off his cloak to reveal a young women. She is shining in a similar light, but less intense. The way this light is shining she becomes extremely beautiful with her eyes and hair being brought out to a massive extent. James has a serious WTF look on his elderly face).

Woman: Reality can be bit of a...mind screw.

James: I can tell.

Woman: I will tell you this much. Where you existed was a prison and when you can see reality for what it truly is, you will see the cave for what it truly is and what it's truly been this entire time.

James: Is this cave, an actual cave?

Woman: Yes, all things in it are controlled by the puppeteers, a group of select few who see reality for what it is but instead of freeing others possess others with their power of reality.

James: Please, don't give me a philosophy lesson. Let me guess, you're recruiting people to help in your moral war against them so that you can over power them and be all high and moral against the bad guys.

Woman: actually not-

James (walking away): What did I say about the lesson?

Woman: Come back here!

James: What did I say?

Woman: You don't know what you're doing!

James: I know full well

Woman: No, you don't! Now get your ass back here.

James (from a distance): I can't here you!

Woman (to herself): That went well. (She sits down.)

Day 33

Background: A decrease in the tornado population in mobile homes has caused alarm in the year 2463 and it is feared that cartoonists will no longer be able to capitalize on the scientifically proven trailer home-tornado relation. So it has been decided that some want tornadoes to return.

A Bill:

Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States of America:

To Force Tornadoes to Return to Trailer Homes

Section 1: Tornadoes will return to trailer homes

Section 2: Trailer homes will be mandated to not whine about flying cows and other flying objects.

Section 3: This bill will be funded by the Association for Mobile Tornadoes (AMT).

Section 4: This bill will go into effect in a month.

Day 32

Cave: Dark, dank, shadowy, creepy

Travelling to the end

You may lose your self

For even the cave says

"The light is the safest place;

Head there weary traveler"

Day 31

It is the year 2021 and the world of pop music has become so horrible that it is considered to be ending. The fans of this music are almost like zombies and are completely obedient to there idols such as Justin Beiber and The Jonas Brothers. As such the only solution the greatest minds in the world could come up with are to put these people in a zoo.

A Bill:

Be it enacted by the world:

To Put Numerous Pop Stars into a Zoo, Forever

Section 1: Major pop stars whose music make zombies will be placed in zoos.

Section 1a: In these zoos they will be allowed to sign autographs an hour a day.

Section 2: They will be replaced with good music.

Section 2a: This good music will be decided by a global committee which will see if people become zombies or not under its influence.

Section 3: Funding for this bill will come from the world's fund for protection.

Section 4: This bill will go into effect immediately.

Day 30

Moats laying peacefully

Bird who flies

Low and graceful

Loving its moat:

Low and graceful

Day 29

It is the year 2124. KETCHUP is now spreading evil amongst the world. Some people believe it should be stopped.

A Bill:

Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representative of the United States of America United:

To stop KETCHUP

Section 1: KETCHUP (Kelvin Extraordinaire, Thick, Cat, Hot, Under Pressure) will be destroyed through every means necessary.

Section 2: All citizens must participate in the destroying of KETCHUP and its servants.

Section 2a: They are exempt if they are physically unable to.

Section 3: Funding for this bill will come from the Department of Defense.

Section 4: This bill will go into effect immediately.

day 28

(Scene begins. It is a small closed of area with no windows and a closed door. A group of serious looking people are sitting and mumbling about some serious seeming manner. At that moment some random girl burst in).
Girl (innocently): Sawwy I'm late.
Old guy: La this is no joking matter! There is a traitor amongst us.
La: Like me?
Old guy: No like that guy over there! (cut to some guy of a darker complexion)
Guy: But this is rascist!
Old guy: Off with his head!
Guy: But it is clearly her!
Old guy: But she's a woman what harm could she do!
Guy: Ok, I'm leaving but if your dead in the morning don't come crying to me!
Old guy: Ok La, take your seat.
La: Grandpa you do know that if I was to say close this door and set off a small bomb the pressure change would kill us all?
(murmuring)
Grandpa: Take your seat! And close the door!
Member: Is that so wise?
Grandpa: Of course, I'm the boss.
Member: But that seems like a way to-
Grandpa: Shut up and listen to me. I spent years building up this organization! (La closes door and goes to seat) And I will not give it all up because of some (cue the bomb going off. Cut to Guy out side).
Guy: They always fall for it, they always do...

day 27

(Scene begins. A group of wizards sit near a covered machine as wizard leader addresses them.)

W.L: Hey ma home boys. Guess what? R and D made a machine to fire handballs at high speeds using will power. Let's unveil it!
(As he does so the wizard council gives him a standing ovation).
C.M 1: How will this help us conquer the world?
W.L: No matter, it is fun!
C.M 2: But isn't our goal world domination?
C.M 3: I thought this was the good council! (He leaves)
C,M 1: Should we stop him?
W.L: Nah, let's play first.
(He then fires up the machine which throws a handball at Mount Everest causing an avalanche destroying a small village).
C.M 2: Weren't they our allies?
W.L: See now they know how ruthless we are!
C.M 1: But they had a secret weapon: Potato sauce!
W.L: Eh well, we have a hand ball machine thingy! (He runs around in circles happy. Everyone else stares at him. Scene ends).

Update!

Sadly what I wrote for today is in a format that is incompatible with my computer (.doc-don't worry you can laugh). However tomorrow you will receive a double update.

Mike Hand

Day 26

Last hues fading

As darkness rises

Light blocks out light

As the buildings soar

And bridges rise

In a display

Of a peacock.