Bombs Away

I always wonder what it would be like to be a soldier, how it must feel to fly a plane, have enemies... shoot someone. I think about what would happen to me if I were flying over Japan, if I were the one who dropped the bomb. Such power. Such action. What emotions would I feel as I put the last fuse in place and watch it fall, as it explodes in the air and instantly kills thousands of people. Did it work? was it enough to stop a war? Was it all in vain? Or, did I become so accustomed to dropping different kinds of weapons that this is just another oddly shaped football, a play in a game.

I like bombs though. The idea of them... big powerful weapons capable of mass displacement. Simple, yet strong, dynamic shapes.