My thoughts of this old novel grow and bumbard my memories as it burns. I begin to feel the sandess I once felt before I quit reading. I used to be an advocate you see. I was one of the fighters. One of the main resistence. I belived that people should read to expand their minds and grow as an indivdual. But quickly I learned that humans are a repititious creature. They never seem to learn. Especially when it comes to war. War and knowledge go hand and hand. It is no longer wars on people or land but on knowledge. It is who knows the most. There for people will say and do anything to get the power they need. Therefore, the only thing you can trust is a set rutine. One that is proven to be successful and prevent hardships from happening. That is why I burn the books the only other option is to allow people to suffer.