Straight Talking

I'm gonna be honest with you, there's a lot to do here and we've gotta figure out exactly what's worth doing, and what's not. Now I don't want to take you by surprise on this, and I hope you'll forgive me for being a little direct, but where I come from we don't waste time by tip-toeing around the issue, otherwise nothing would ever get done. That's the problem nowadays, people want to just mozy on about their business without ever touching on the real problem - I guess they fear it would be a bit uncomfortable. Maybe that's why people find me such a difficult person to talk with, I don't operate like that. If I see something I don't like, I'm gonna pounce upon it and get right down to it. There ain't much sense wasting time otherwise.

Does he always talk like this?

Only when he's drunk or self-righteous.

The Craft

I dig deep into buried past to draw out tempestuous memories, dark lined dreams and mysteries, like old friends without introduction, though these be unwelcome, cluttering spaces with exposed wanton, cobwebbed corners of untouched time, revealed by harsh light, reflecting from puissant mind, mine those tortured hallows, idle days of fictitious revelation, of delusional discovery, from which I'm still recovering, continually overturning, whilst learning new methods, ways distinguishing truth from lies, eyes betrayed by ghosts in mirrors, ever clearer through constant scrutiny, that self-deception creates frightening enmity, between two halves of sides aligned, formed divide, and hopes revealed in script and character, creation's painful labor, thought to reality, inspiring hearts in trepidation, as hand crafts stories bold from flesh and sinew and bared bones.

The Author

Placing his head within his own hands, the Author wept and cried, "Everything I create is always lesser than what is."

He touched the paper and tears bled with ink.

I have shed nothing, he thought, but this is shed for me.

The Unicorn

James approached the Unicorn and asked, "Have you ever heard of Science?"

Troubled, the Unicorn replied, "Yes, James. I know of Science. It is world unto it's own."

"Then tell me, Unicorn. I wish to know more."

"Only this, James. The trouble with building worlds is falling in love with the inhabitants."

The Foreigners

They had travelled half-way around the world to discover that their fears would always follow. Life was not any easier and waking up was only more difficult.

The King

The Assyrian camel-trader eyed the Grecian spice-maker and said, "You know, your King really messed things up for everyone!"

"My King? It's not exactly like I had alot to do with it," said the spice maker.

Just then another Grecian walked up and shouted, "It would have been fine if he'd been able to finish the job!"

The Question

The boy looked up to God and asked, "If you do not change, why must I?"

"Because," said God, "in the end, that difference will make you most like me."