i am Drifting back towards a dark tapestry, sriking it gently and feeling it give to pressure, indicating a hole in the stone wall behind it? as I slide further backwards the tapestry enters the hole and then brushes against my head, before making its final stroke across my forehead and dropping back into place over the hole? Drifting backward towards water? drifting over liquid fire? a waterfall of flames adorns this glimmering cavern.. my reflection on the orange and red water quivers in the waves created by my rapid rushing? Wind pressure exerted on me pushes my hair forward as I drift to a stop just in front of a marble staircase? I allow my feet to drop down and once again concord with gravity? This staircase is stained with the blood of innocent children? children pushed down by angry mothers to crack their heads open on the way down before they splash into the angry water? dead children?s faces occasionally poke out of the water and cry for help, their eyesockets eaten empty and their mouths twisted in agony? I climb the stairs carefully, being cautious not to slip on the pools of blood? I approach the summit at a much faster rate than I had previously thought plausible? And I stand at the apex of a pyramid glancing for miles in every direction? Here, down here the sky is composed of sparkling sapphire and firey ruby? the walls are coated in diamond and gold dust that speaks with a myriad of prismatically produced colors? The mist rising from the water finally meets my nose and my senses perceive the stench of putrid flesh? Babies torn from their mothers? nipples and cast down into the water like skipping stones? This land reeks of old memories? this world reeks of ancient curses and boney arms that jut from open graves? Infant laughter is the music of this universe? screaming? screams? they all are dead bloated burning warty fried and boiled in their own juices? I decide that I am through and float forward through the tapestry through the darkness and back into my chair? Never again will I go there.