Speaking Our Minds...

Our minds are such powerful things. They lead us to inexplicable things that have created tragedies, happy moments, and led to great discoveries in our world. If we didn´t speak our minds we wouldn´t have great things as we do now. For instance, if Sir Isaac Newton hadn´t spoke his mind about his gravity method, we probably wouldn't even find gravity in the dictionary. So I guess you get the picture. But still many people don't speak their minds and that is why we have so many problems in our world. Some don´t do it because they are scared about what others are going to think. And I get it, there are some things that we keep to ourselves because it might offend someone, or it might just seem crazy to others. But I think that if someone is going to say something that is on their minds no matter how crazy it is, it´s because they´re brave, as I mentioned in one of my earlier blogs.

While I was finishing Chapter 5, I encountered the part where Billy starts telling his patient (boy that just lost his father) about his adventures in Trafalmadore. He also tells the boy that even though his father isn't with him right now, he is in another moment of his life living happy. Here we can see that Billy was adapting the Trafalmadore ideology of "so it goes". When the boy´s mother hears what Billy is telling his son she goes to the receptionist and tells her that Billy is going crazy. Because of this Billy is taken home.

When I read this passage I didn´t know what to believe. It´s one of those moment where you don't know what to think. I question myself if Billy is just simply going crazy? Or is it that we are the ones crazy that are questioning Billy? There are moments in the novel where I come to think that if I was in the book would I believe him? I really don't know. What I do know is that I feel sorry for Billy even if he is crazy or not. But since I am just the reader I can see what Billy is going through and I feel a type of confidence towards him that he isn't going nuts. I just want to know what is going to happen!

When I read this it reminded me of when I believed in Santa Claus. It was amazing when I woke up on Christmas day and found all the presents on my bed. It´s like if I believed in magic. But then my cousin Laura had to come along, and tell me that he didn't exist. I remember every second of this. I know pretty lame, but it was like if I didn't want to believe that he didn't exist. And deep down even though I knew he didn't I still had a little spark telling me to don't stop believing.


I come to think that maybe that is what Billy is going through. Maybe he knows that what he's saying is crazy and it isn't true, but something inside of him is telling him that he's not gone mad, that he has to keep on believing this. I really don't know. And I have come to realize that whenever I am writing about this book I always have more questions, more circles, more thoughts, more confusion but I guess that that is what this book is all about! Its about trying to find out what is the TRUTH, but when am I going to find that out?