Blue Sky Complex - Alex Sisko

I choke on the scent of herbs Beneath the blue god of death Oh blue sky, a carefree fruitless flower blooming out of season Feel like a suicide, my sex appeal must dissolve and flow away, the same as everyone's Everything is colored in pastels Colorblind chocolate Oh blue sky, it's just a sunshine junkie. Ah, shut up, ge'out my way sun shiney nightmares I ask people how they're doing while looking at my watch, all day long Until I can become a sea urchin in my mind, I'll be dried up, prone to falling down; I'll wait for the night's curtain Oh blue sky, this is the last goodbye; show my face well Oh suicide, sometimes you rise in the west and set in the east, make me laugh Runnin' through,u nder the sun. Runnin' with the moonlight shinin' Ride' on the wind, Com'n get me babe. Runnin' through, under the sun. Runnin' with the moonlight shinin' Ride' on the wind, Com'n take me to nightmare. I wanna make love with moonlight, Bask me dark and vice. I find out something new life, Don't wanna let me go. Wanna make love with moonlight, Please take me to the darkness. Wanna make love with moonshine. Please take me deep & deep. Runnin' through, under the sun. Runnin' with the moonlight shinin' Ride' on the wind, Com'n get me babe. Runnin' through, under the sun. Runnin' with the moonlight shinin' Ride' on the wind, Com'n take me to nightmare. Runnin' through, under the sun. Runnin' with the moonlight shinin' Ride' on the wind, Com'n get me babe.

Child Raping Officer- Rebeka O'Mally

CAMDEN, NJ- There is an event that has come to light is truly horrifying. "I just can't believe this happened!" cried Barbara Smurth, mother of seven children. Smurth was absolutely appalled to find that her three young daughters, known on the streets as "Candy," age 8, "Bianca" and "Sasha," twins age 9, were all arrested 9:00 pm on August 18, 2007 for prostitution and sexual assault on an officer on Promenade boulevard in Camden, New Jersey.

The arresting officer, Wayne Cremmel, states "At first I just thought they were runaways, and thought it was would be a simple drop off with a scolding about the dangers of being on the roads that late at night." Little did Cremmel know, he was about to be sexually propositioned by these three preteens. "I got out the the vehicle to speak with them... before I knew it, there were little hands everywhere. I've never been so horrified." At this point, Cremmel broke into sobs and had difficulty continuing with the interview.

"He has a daughter around their age" his captain explained. According to his wife, Cremmel hasn't been able to go within twenty feet of any preteen girls without having a nervous break-down. It's so extreme that Cremmel has taken a leave of absence and gone to undisclosed location for psychological help. The exact events of that fateful evening are still up for debate, as are the motives of the young girls. This reporter will not rest until the truth is known, and there will be updates to follow.

By Rebeka O'Mally

Barbeque in Maine- Dylan Paul

August 21st: Town officials said that late last night, the men from outerspace returned to their home planet and though noone actually saw the departure, all were saddened by the sudden disappearance of such cute little space men. In other news, the mayor has created a barbeque this morning of a strange new blue furry chicken and this reporter will be the first to say, it is delicious!

LITTLE GIRL REUNITED- Dylan Paul

Monday August 20th: A little girl was reunited with her small blue hairy friend from outerspace. The mayor and county officials of this quiet town in Maine said, "when the space ship came down, it was so cute, the little men were so excited to see their friend (and local Abbagail Goldberg) that they couldn't stop hugging her." The mood in the town is joyous and can not be explained in worldly terms. The space men, reportedly from the planet Ozgoth 4 which is a mooon on the twelth planet in the galaxy M-13, said in a heart-warming voice, "Nelpooth vermalax, Iksto vermalax Arbin Galdi neplooth!" This reporter couldn't agree more and in the words of our fuzzy friends, "Ak goth veremulai."

NEWS FLASH- Dylan Paul

NEWS FLASH: Early this morning, at the first national bank of Maryland, a shocking display or animal violence has many unsettled. A group of trained chimpanzees entered the bank, and proceeded to Hold the teller at gun and rob an estimated 3 million from the vault. Two civilians and a security guard were gunned down in the chaos. Two more were critically injured and are currently in intensive care. The primates, notoriously known as Bobo, Fifi and Mr. Chuckles, have previously robbed three banks in the last 5 months armed with AK-47's, weapons believed to have been purchased in the Louisiana city of New Orleans. They are expected to be armed and extremely dangerous.

Written by Dylan Paul
Edited by Rebeka O'Mally

This just in: The gang has now holed themselves up in a local refinery in Baltimore city and gunfire has ensued.

Sexual Desire

Wouldn't it be awesome if sex didn't exist.

We as people were meant to form valuable relationships, the best feeling in the world is cuddling, but there's always a little demon in our heads that protests and says, "You're not allowed to

be amongst the company of the opposite sex without wanting something intimate."

I make it my personal responsibility to try to eliminate sexual desire in my body altogether because it sucks big, fat, hairy Frrrrrrrruckin' balls. It sucks because the feelings we could get without sexual desire and the progress humanity could make with a simpler form of procreation would be so much more efficient.

Sex is inefficient and irrelevant and therefore futile as well. We must eliminate this and there will be no more fighting or wars and/or wars will become also irrelevant because an all volunteer force fighting to be a "Boy in uniform" or even "powerful woman" will be negated. There is no need to prove power in a woman if she has no value to a boy except for his caring and if a boy

does not care about sex, he persues only a goal and though he may persue love, he becomes like Romeo.

Romeo and Juliet would have never existed without sexual desire because if you read the play, Romeo pursued a girl before Juliet but ended up not going for her because she didn't put out. Read between the lines but any professor will tell you that's why he broke up with his girl before Juliet.

Sex is not life but for those who cannot control the urge, kill it.

Diary of a Drunk

What do you do when you are so in love with someone that you'll do anything to just forget about them and after all your trying you'll end up helpless in a pile of crap? Love is a funny thing, it makes you do things that normally you would not do. The funniest thing to it is that it becomes an excuse for everything we do. Even if it's true love it becomes an excuse for just plainly breathing air. When you think about it truly and you can feel that it actually means something it will come up at the oddest time and some people can adapt and some can find another person and jump in apathy to all who aren't in love with them. Isn't it funny though that it is the writers who always end up in love bouts' that go on forever and last like a burning pain at the times when they really don't matter at all? I believe sometimes it's a cry for help and at others it may actually be true passion but damned is it if it's not the writers of novels and poetry and history who have to complain about it the most.

The common man falls in love. The common woman hardly ever falls in love and perhaps... no it is, the age. When you're 15 everything seems like a big deal, especially to the 15-year-old male. Some of us hide in the corner and others say it out loud but the bottom line is innocence is achieved for few during the duration of our high school lives. I don't believe every writer thinks as I do and for that matter what makes me unique is that I have a radical sense of thinking and sometimes it has to do with big problems but I guess most would say I stick to my guns. I find this saying ironic and somewhat annoying because I would like to own a gun and to shoot it every day at a range. It is the wish of many people especially boys at my age to shoot a gun but I also get me on sense of fulfilment and excitement and most of all power when holding a tool that can kill someone. Not enough that I'd go crazy but actually enough that I wouldn't go crazy.

It's funny I started talking out about love and found myself on the subject of guns and power. I think the reason why I in particular love is because it is powerful and the thing about most boys but especially me is that I crave power. I see people with love in their eyes and a girlfriend that they can hold and stroke and the opposite sex are just supposed to "coo." Power is a thing that no human can deny it from his or her selves. Even someone humble in his or her own little sick way has a love of power. That's a funny gathering of words "love of power." Don't these two go hand in hand?

People have such a heightened sense of what's important that they miss what's really important and that's their relationship with their fellow man but if a blind man for 50 years holds the liquid to drop in his eyes to cure his blindness, will he remember where his eyes are or were if he gouged them out himself? If you ask me which you are if you're reading this Oedipus got of easy by gouging out his eyes but what he forgot to do was to kill himself.

Many in fact all who are alive say if you do it it's the easy way out but is it? Just dying isn't so easy, especially if you've thought about what it would be like. As an actor I have often thought about how it would be. If you're a Christian you'll have angels singing hallelujah all day and night but if you're an atheist or maybe if the atheists are right and there is no god, then it's a whole different ball game. A world with out happiness, a world with out anything in fact. It's apathy to the fullest extent of the situation. It would be blackness, no thoughts, no dreams (good or bad) just blackness and not even the forgotten pleasure of just breathing in and out. No nightmares, which if you think about would be kind of comforting to the forgotten mind. Life is about people although and this is our place on earth.

If a monkey says something, will you listen? How about if he's a smart monkey who can predict the future or so he says. Personally I'd listen to anything a monkey could say because if it's a talking monkey that's pretty damn special right there. Heck I could get thousands of dollars for him on the black market but then you got the problem of him talking, shouting out "I've been kidnapped call the police!" That's the good thing about monkeys, they can't talk. You can, not saying that you would but you could, beat a monkey till it was dead but you can't say the same for its closest relative, my sister. Back to being serious, a monkey has the lack of intelligence so it doesn't understand its surroundings but even a human moron knows where he is.

Today my friend Han said that we are 2% chimpanzee and 98% human but in all fairness to chimpanzee's that's where we get our animalistic instincts. Women gather towards the strong guys because they're strong and they gather to these types of males because they're strong and good-looking. I've never been a grown up so I can't say much for them and I've certainly never been a woman before but I can say from what I have heard they do get smarter and go for men who can take care of them when they're older and now in getting the subject onto woman I've confused myself beyond belief, I guess as a teen I'm a dumb male walking around in apathy and stupidity in all my strength. All good things come to an end and though these are just thoughts, bad ones at that they end here I'm loosing time and energy but that's the good thing about this world it just keeps on going. As long as the world turns I'll have thoughts and I'll be back to write them down. As any military unit will tell you and also my great prestigious grandfather would say, "over and out."