Bliss is written in a fresh voice, and it doesn’t bore the reader down with storyline that is a bunch of hoo-ish nonsense. The style is filled with sarcastic contempt for those who are involved promoting the war that takes place in “Part That,” and there is more ironies flinging around in “Part That” than sticks in pick-up sticks. So if “Part That” comes at you like Goliath, “Part: In the End of the Injust” comes at you like David’s slingshot, by way of what you once use to think as a kid about what happens to you when you do good or bad. Made real, real as a Mike Tyson knockout. And in “Part: Bliss In Heaven” Mille gives you a taste of paradise jotted down by God Himself.