Johhny Got His Gun by Dalton Trumbo

Author:Dalton Trumbo [Trumbo, Dalton]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Fiction
Published: 2012-05-12T01:47:09+00:00

back on. All he could remember was himself his life and that was bad. His mind was the only thing he had left and he had to find something to use it for. Only he couldn't use it because he didn't know anything. He was ignorant as a baby when he really tried to think.

If he could remember a book chapter for chapter he could lie back and read it over and over again in his mind. Only he couldn't remember. He couldn't even remember the plots much less the chapters. Only a little bit here and a little bit there. It wasn't that he had forgotten how to remember. It was just that he'd never paid any attention so he had nothing worth remembering. He was a man he was alive he would be alive for a long time and he had to have something to do something to think about. He had to start in like a baby and learn. He had to concentrate. He had to start in at the beginning. He had to start in with an idea.

The idea had been seeping into his mind for a long while just how long he didn't know and the idea was this that the important thing is time. He remembered from ancient history in the tenth grade that way way back even before Christ the first men who began to think were thinking of time. They studied the stars and figured out the week and the month and the year so that there would be some way of measuring time. That was smart of them because he was about in the same fix they were and he knew that time was the most important thing in the world. It was the only real thing. It was everything.

If you can keep track of time you can get a hold on yourself and keep yourself in the world but if you lose it why then you are lost too. The last thing that ties in with other people is gone and you are all alone. He remembered how the Count of Monte Cristo when he was put into his dungeon down there in the darkness kept a record of time. He remembered how Robinson Crusoe was very careful to keep track of time even though he never had any appointments. No matter how far you are separated from other people if you have an idea of time why then you are in the same world with them you are part of them but if you lose time the others go on ahead of you and you are left alone hanging in air lost to everything forever.

All he knew was that on a day in September in 1918 time stopped. There was a howl somewhere and he dived into a dugout and things blotted out and he lost time. From that instant to the present he might as well figure that there was a chunk of time he could never regain.

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