This is something I have wanted to do for a long time. I will put my dreams up here and welcome your comments. Either interpretation or anything else you want. It's just for fun.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Fancy house
I was with a group of people who were going on a tour of a house built by an eccentric rich man who was also a coof llector. When we got in the house we had to go up a hallway that had stairs. When we go to the top the stairs ended and there were no doors. We found a secret door and entered the main part of the house. There was another part of the house across a hallway and the women in our group all went there. We turned around and found another secret door. It lead to a study and billiard room. There was a desk stacked with papers and a skull. There was a stairway that lead down to a pool table. Somebody said what did the owner do here. I said he sat and thought. I thought what a great idea to have a place where you could go to think. There was also a bed there. The bed had swings on it like it was mounted on a ship and would always be level. Also it had a canopy and drapes all around it. When we looked inside the drapes there was an automaton of the owner having sex with a fat woman. Somebody remarked that the owner had a fetish for fat women. While we were watching the woman pulled out a rifle and told us to stop watching. She fired the rifle and one of the people I was with fell down. We all left and went to another room in the house. It was a souvenir shop. I noticed I was not wearing a shirt and was shivering. Somebody offered me their coat but I said I was going to buy a t-shirt. There were no t-shirts there at all but there were lots of shiny long sleeve shirts. I decided I did not want any of the shirts so we went to another room. This was a room he had set up just for his guitar collection. There were guitars hanging on racks. Most were plain electric guitars but some of them were odd shapes. There was one guitar that was shaped like a butterfly and had the strings running across the body instead of down the neck. There was another room beyond the guitar room that was still being constructed. Part of the mans will said the house had to be constantly added to. The new room did not have anything in it yet . The walls were all glass so you could look out over the landscape. There was a river of cement and stones that was going down to make a foundation for another new room.
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