Wednesday, January 11, 2006


when one remembers back to the end of the second world war we remeber the germans and the bombs that where droped on the poor japanese public. to see the explosion at the time would have been a real trip, even to see the bomb it self go off in a cloud of smoke that touched the heavens with its darkness, in the form of a mushroom. to feel the magnitude of its impact, to see all crumble before you. then its over. to see it is to believe it


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