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Slaughterhouse 5 Pt. 1
Kurt Vonnegut Lyrics

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Sage Goering

This is an ode to all of the people
put into harm's way,
to the people that bravely keep
this world from disarray.

This is an ode to the hidden ones,
warring on Hell's raft,
raging on through bullet rain,
fighting the devil's laugh.

This goes out to all those souls,
holding back their fears
keeping others safe and sound
by keeping darkness from coming near.

This is an ode to all the people,
the old, and the terribly young,
just know that we will always hear
the songs that you have sung.

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Mr. Beat

One of my favorite books. I'm glad you covered this. A must read for any human.

Liberal bias

You suck.


"Well, I can smoke or I can leave" is the writer I hope to one day be wow


"It is so short and jumbled and jangled, Sam, because there is nothing intelligent to say about a massacre. Everybody is supposed to be dead, to never say anything or want anything ever again. Everything is supposed to be very quiet after a massacre, and it always is, except for the birds.
And what do the birds say? All there is to say about a massacre, things like "Poo-tee-weet?"


@UltimateKyuubiFox It's not meaningless. Basically it means that Billy was unsatisfied with the way he was in reality. On Tralfamador, whether it is Montana, or his wang, he had an idealized version of himself. Tralfamador is where Billy goes when he's too overwhelmed with traumatic experiences.

Connor Dixon

HugoAgility one of my favorite parts is, “Billy looked inside the latrine. The wailing was coming from in there. The place was crammed with Americans who had taken their pants down. The welcome feast had made them as sick as volcanoes. The buckets were full or had been kicked over.
An American near Billy wailed that he had excreted everything but his brains. Moments later he said, 'There they go, there they go.' He meant his brains.
That was I. That was me. That was the author of this book.”

God, he was awesome


Humberto Avila It’s meaninglessness. Massacre is meaningless. There’s nothing to say about it that can properly convey its impact due to how horrific it is and how mundane it becomes once it happens. It’s equivalent to phoneticized bird-speech—of a bird basically going “Huh?” It’s indescribable and empty and life keeps moving anyway.


“Everybody on the planet wanted to see the Earthlings mate. Montana was naked, and so was Billy, of course. He had a tremendous wang, incidentally. You never know who will get one.” God I love this book. It’s so wonderfully weird


WHAT. You make Pilgrim sound insane. Pilgrim isn't insane. HE HAS become unstuck in time!

Nathan G

In a way PTSD is being unstuck in time in real life

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