I know, I know.

I know I said I wasn't going to write for a while, but I just read something that made me shiver. I laugh when I read a lot, get angered, but at the moment my brain is swirling, swaying, vibrating. In Slaughter House-Five there is a part when the protagonist is unable to sleep. He grabs champagne and watches television. On the T.V is a movie about World War II. This man, Billy, faught in the war, knew it all too well. The odd thing about the movie was that he, and only he, watched it in reverse. Fires all around, dead people too, children without parents, blood, sadness, no happiness or smiles. Then fighter jets fly overhead, sucking up all the fire, the explosions, they suck just hard enough that the dead rise to their feet again. Children are with their families. The jets then return to the fort. Bombs are taken off and put into boxes where they are shipped back to the manifacturing plant. These are then dismantled, jets too......... I wish. I wish....I wish.... this idea made me smile..........