Image: Boyle family projection
I was in a large spacious flat. It belonged to a guy I work with. There were throngs of decorators, interior designers doing up the place. Large blow up structures made of rubber and filled with air started to fill up the place. I delved underneath one, someone had a machine that blew up balloons super quick. They weren’t ordinary balloons, complicated structures comprising of different coloured shapes were created and flew off. I was impressed by them. There was a large raised play area on one side of the room, my companion and I bounced around on it, looking down on the ground, it seemed far below. Again the structure seemed complicated, slightly unfathomable.
We moved on, entering a fair arcade. There were cushioned seats on one side of a room, a variety of people including an older woman sat there and surveyed a selection of machines on the other side of the room. One of them was glass fronted and was made up of a variety of penises (real) entering cushioned rubber/plastic in simulating sex. It was vaguely educational ‘Oh, that’s how it happens’. There was the ability to select other phenomena using a touch computer screen that was alphabetical. We went to v for ‘vagina’ there was no entry. I suggested w for ‘womb’. On another screen was shown a video of a Russian red haired woman in a Space suit listlessly smoking a cigarette. She looked bored. She was speaking but I could not understand, it being in Russian. Subtitles were displayed on the bottom of the screen. She was then folded into a machine that looked like a spaceship.
Another area of the Arcade, lots of machines everywhere, a dingy room, low ceilinged the boundaries unclear due to their being shrouded in cloth. The machines were monsters, robots, in turn trying to consume us inside of them. One with thick tentacles, another with an exposed rib cage. Finally we exit and sit down to recover. ‘Phew, that was hard work!’
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