As I stand here, next to a graveyard of old memories and laughter, now turned to ash I start to think, is this it? Is this what we have in store for us? A world of ash. All grey skies. An existence drained of color, everything black and white. Well, I guess that's what happens when you fight fire with fire. I guess that's what happens when you take all of the negativity, all of the ignorance, all of the hate, all of the pain and suffering in the human mind, and allow it to grow constantly, until all of the negative things are overpowering. Until the vibrance of life fades away, and all of the positivity, kindness, and overall love fades into the background and eventually, turns grey. Though, you have to remember, the end, the outcome, isn't here yet and there's still time for that same vibrance to become the main part of the bigger picture. There's always going to be light in the dark, same as there's always gonna be dark in the light. It's those perfect imperfections that make this world, that make everything work. As long as you let the fire burn, but not spread, things will work out, because sometimes you need a little dark to bring out the light.