Welcome to the Library. This is the section which will contain all the little half-finished tidbits of stuff that I have wrote of the years and actually bothered to write down.
There's not very much of it, but I've been feeling a tad more creative lately, so maybe there will be new things eventually.

Here is a story that I wrote, not so long ago. It's a sadish sort of story, but I'm rather fond of the way that it turned out.

I recieved the honour of being the valedictorian for my graduating class, here is my attempt to sound inspirational.

Well now, here is a poem that I wrote about the darkness, and how people associate it with evil. I do not necessarily think it is wrong for people to do so, however, I belive if anything, that the evil things that lurk in the dark tend to at least be openly evil. While the evil things that are in the proverbial light (and let me assure you, they are there) are much more subtle and harder to detect. Also I think I should note, that I believe that the people who are not afraid of the dark are generally the braver types, not the sheep. If you are a sheep type, you are probably not going to like this.

Well now, here's probably the oldest pice of work that I have that is even remotely worth reading. I wrote this this back in grade seven, or possibly eight, when I was still meek and hiding. I had this major crush on this girl. To chicken to do anything about it at the time though. I eventually did sneak a rose in her locker, got a hug out of it but not much else. Nothing happened, and I got over it in time. But in any case, Liz, this one is for you.

Well now, I found the old stuff stash in my room. This piece was probablly written within a couple of months of the one right above. It describes some of the armour that I used to wear, but other than that, it sounds...young.

Hey, here is a rarity, something with a date. Apparently I wrote this in January of 1995. I think it makes sense, here is your chance to go form your own opinion.

Here's something that I'm fairly proud of, it's also fairly old. It's the reason that I don't follow an organized religion. It's my path if you will.

This is something that my friend Kristian Binder wrote. I thought that it was really cool, and it inspired me enough to go do something similar myself. So here is his masterplan, and here is what I did in response.

Here is the poem that used to be the cover for my homepage> It served it's purpose well, and it still ahs meaning, but i am at a new point in my life. I still consider it to be a virtue of mine though.

Well now, I think that just about everyone has heard things that they found just plain made sense to them. Here is my collection.

Well now, I wrote this two years ago. It's a little bit of history I guess. Some people would probably find it rather disturbing that anyone so young would see life this way. I did though, it's part of the person that I used to be. I think I'm pretty much over it all by now. Here is what I'm babbling about.

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