Black and White is the color of politics, even those that are American!

The forces would fight until dawn. There would be green horse with blue spots on them, running around the hills. I would be taking a balloon ride, away from all of this mess. I would fly really high up. Higher than the planes could reach. I would eventually go to sleep. And land who knows where? I would see a land that was totally uncharted. There were no more horses. There was a sky, and there was grass. And that's when I realized that my time spent before I awoke was just a dream. I don't even remember anytime before that. Where was I? Did I just come from another dimension? Those are all the details that I've remembered, those about some battles and a green horse. I decided to get a fresh start on life. Yet my imagination would go crazy. I would be in a place called America, on which the president was neither republican nor democrat. And that's when I would finally rejoice, because I realized that America is not so boring anymore. There is still hope in this nation. We don't see the world in B&W anymore. We actually start seeing American politics in some kind of color! Oh, wait. Or is that B&W how it's supposed to be? Colors are just illusions. They are derived from our imagination. Color is just what our mind has conjured up. The ways in which we envision our world is still just subjective ...sigh...