Welcome to my mind. Your welcome in, but I must warn you the thoughts you may encounter inside of this here brain may confuse, stun, or enlighten. If you feel as if you can not handle this thought process at anytime throughout the course of this story. I would suggest you to step away from the words and leave while you still can with your sanity. Now that you have been warned we may continue. The date is December 1st. The year 2009. The place a deserted empty  white room. Now enter giraffes parading across the room. Bowties around their necks. Imagine monkeys swinging on vines over the top of the giraffe’s heads. Howling and screaming as the giraffes continue onward towards me. Marching in a parade. Destination start point and end point unknown. Continue onwards past me giraffes you may go on, but stay monkeys I might need you in the future. Put on these bowties it’s a celebration. Celebrating what you might ask. Who cares?  Does there need to be a purpose for thoughts. Now make my thought an action. Perform the task. Incoming bombs. DUCK! The donkeys in red white and blue with monkeys on there backs are coming closer. I must fire back. I lean out from the bunker and fire. The guns jammed. Nothing to stop them from getting me now. They march onward. Closer now. I stay still laying in my bunker. Hopefully they haven’t noticed me. If I just can blend in. My body turns to mud.  I lay still. The Donkeys in red white and blue stomp over my body. I lay unnoticed. They keep stomping onward into the white unknown. Let there be peace.. Valleys appear. True life undisturbed by the man becomes appear. Animals grazing. An unknown beauty. Why have I never seen something like this before. A roar from above. Storm clouds overhead. I must find shelter. A house in the distance. I must make it before the storm hits. I run with blasts to my back. I can’t look back now. I’m almost there. I reach for the door and make it inside in the nick of time. I can hear the storm form outside. The house is plain. Walls unpainted. Empty. Nothing more than a single room with a floor. This is no fun. Give me carpets. Furniture. Entertainment. More rooms. As big as a house as I can get. The walls melt down and door appear. I walk through the door in front of me and behind the door lies an elegant mansion. A staircase to my left and a staircase to my right and an elevator across the hallway. Beautiful furniture decorates the room. I walk up the stairway to my left and up to the first room in front of me. In it lies a huge tv, entertainment system, and computer. I walk out and continue On to the next room. A huge room with walls of glass. I look past the glass out to the world below. Asphalt covers the valley. Cars flying by. Buildings In place of the trees. A brown dust stains the outside of the glass. I need a view. Give me a valley. The house begins to shake . The walls begin to crumble beneath my feet. I grab a speaker from off the floor and smash open the window. The house begins to fall apart. I leap out the window. Free falling to the ground. Smack….. I feel nothing, but I cant move. Behind me where the house once was is a group of deers in it’s place.  An open valley behind them. My eyes begin to close.