renots
08-28-2001, 03:33 PM
We enter into Francis Ford Coppola's epic odyssey gazing at a green and brown wall of trees through Willard's eyes, the flutters of hueys having been streached to eternity, they are engulfed in flames, as is eternally his spirit, haunted by the souls of the men he had killed.
It was only the fluttering of the ceiling fan, though heightened by the hash[or had it been opium, he couldn't quite remember now] and the jack, willard had found himself propeled into the future, or was it his past?
They come to get him, and after a flash of water and conciousness, he finds himself, again aloft traveling to begin his journey, the usual formalities and pleasantries, a new batch of innocents, and up the river we go.
A country falling apart, and yet the party goes on, man are fireworks expensive. Who is Kurtz, is he in reality a future[[or past] incarnation of himself, Willard muses to himself, as he stoically witnesses the fall of his comrades in arms, arriving at his destination with Chef amazingly at his side.
Hell. As he expected but at the same time not anything he could expect, finally face to face with the Man
Truth. Willard is a good listener and for that he is lucky for the General is in no mood for sniveling lies or pleasantries at this point, only that someone listen and remember to remind everyone what DID happen, so it might never have to happen again, to be with the azaileas again, to please end it with dignity. Willard cannot, but to not refuse to honor the Patriarch's request he does, guided by the Spirit of the Jungle, which wrote this saga at the edge of eternity and was directing the whole show at the end of the day
;0)
It was only the fluttering of the ceiling fan, though heightened by the hash[or had it been opium, he couldn't quite remember now] and the jack, willard had found himself propeled into the future, or was it his past?
They come to get him, and after a flash of water and conciousness, he finds himself, again aloft traveling to begin his journey, the usual formalities and pleasantries, a new batch of innocents, and up the river we go.
A country falling apart, and yet the party goes on, man are fireworks expensive. Who is Kurtz, is he in reality a future[[or past] incarnation of himself, Willard muses to himself, as he stoically witnesses the fall of his comrades in arms, arriving at his destination with Chef amazingly at his side.
Hell. As he expected but at the same time not anything he could expect, finally face to face with the Man
Truth. Willard is a good listener and for that he is lucky for the General is in no mood for sniveling lies or pleasantries at this point, only that someone listen and remember to remind everyone what DID happen, so it might never have to happen again, to be with the azaileas again, to please end it with dignity. Willard cannot, but to not refuse to honor the Patriarch's request he does, guided by the Spirit of the Jungle, which wrote this saga at the edge of eternity and was directing the whole show at the end of the day
;0)