Driven To Think 2006-01-12

I open my eyes and find that I am in a dark, red painted room in a huge italian collum style bed. I am covered with brown velvet throw and I am completely naked. There are candles and flowers everywhere.

The forest is tropical. There is alot of undergrowth and it looks like no one has ever visited this place before. It is daytime, but the forest is so thick, the shadows so many that only daybreak type light flowes through their branches.

The path that may lead out of the forest is barely visible. I can barely see it. Could it be that I am the only one ever here?

It is a huge rushing river, like one you might see in the Amazon. It must lead to a Waterfall.

It is a silver gobblet, tarnished and abused, but once was beautiful and cared for.

The key is a skeleton key, brass with a celtic type emblem on the end. It must unlock the door to the room of my fantasy.