Notes

The experience of war can leave you in a permanent state of trauma, and one can attempt to cope with it by devising an otherworldly dimension to travel to, where concepts such as death are nonexistent and time is limitless. Never is there a momentary snapshot of months, days, minutes, or seconds -- time is an all-encompassing fluid that exists in a state of being, with the past, present, and future made so apparent and abundantly present. That by even thinking of the deaths of the American soldiers and civilians of Dresden would be ridiculous, for they still exist in pure solid state not in this dimension, but in another. Death remains a foreign concept to those who've learned of the Tralfamadorian ways. At least, that's how Billy Pilgrim understands such an atrocity as the bombing of Dresden.