Castles
Thanksgiving will end before I finish this entry.
I was watching Harry Potter movies this evening and and while I did, I noticed and admired Hogwart's as if it were a real castle. I absolutely love castles and mansions. I've been thinking about them more lately since I found a few FB pages that address them. But while I admire them I critique them as if someday I could actually have one for my self. At the time I'm writing this I feel as if I don't really care much where mine would sit. What is more important to me is what it is built with. Stone. Stone or brick, but definitely the more preferred would be stone. And while I think about that I want as little modern composite materials for the interior as possible. I've thought a few times how one might put in the electricity and the plumbing in a stone building and I'm sure the people who do that sort of thing have figured it out. The finished interior is what concerns me. The stairs the cupboards the doors the door handles. the windows, the sills, the shelves, the floors.... all of it. No plastics no composite metals , no "plated" fixtures. Real wood. Real steel and copper and brass and iron and bronze and such. Timeless. Hand carved elaborations.
I mean, if you're gonna dream,.. hell, dream all of it. Many rooms , many bathrooms, multiple kitchens. And you must have secret passages right? And a library and a den , and a smoking/reading room. And a sun room. A vast dining hall and a small breakfast nook. Big slabs of polished stone everywhere. You've got to have a tower too, you just can't have a building like this with out a tower. Huge rugs. Big ropes hanging to do things. Everything just solid and a real piece of the artisans that built and place everything. If I could be responsible for a building like that.... well,.. That would be something.
And when it's all done, and I've passed away easily in a ginourmas bed with a nice glass of whisky on my stand and a book or three that I love sitting next to it, after years of being me and making people I care about and like happy, and doing some exciting things and going to a few exciting and beautiful places of course. Do what ever you like with my body parts . If there's any left that still work, give them to someone who can use them. But clean and preserve my skull. Put it on a mantle some where not too gaudy but not hidden. And put some decent teeth in the damned thing so I'm smiling. I want someone to pick me up and talk to me once in while,.. I just want to be there after I'm gone. Smiling.
I was watching Harry Potter movies this evening and and while I did, I noticed and admired Hogwart's as if it were a real castle. I absolutely love castles and mansions. I've been thinking about them more lately since I found a few FB pages that address them. But while I admire them I critique them as if someday I could actually have one for my self. At the time I'm writing this I feel as if I don't really care much where mine would sit. What is more important to me is what it is built with. Stone. Stone or brick, but definitely the more preferred would be stone. And while I think about that I want as little modern composite materials for the interior as possible. I've thought a few times how one might put in the electricity and the plumbing in a stone building and I'm sure the people who do that sort of thing have figured it out. The finished interior is what concerns me. The stairs the cupboards the doors the door handles. the windows, the sills, the shelves, the floors.... all of it. No plastics no composite metals , no "plated" fixtures. Real wood. Real steel and copper and brass and iron and bronze and such. Timeless. Hand carved elaborations.
I mean, if you're gonna dream,.. hell, dream all of it. Many rooms , many bathrooms, multiple kitchens. And you must have secret passages right? And a library and a den , and a smoking/reading room. And a sun room. A vast dining hall and a small breakfast nook. Big slabs of polished stone everywhere. You've got to have a tower too, you just can't have a building like this with out a tower. Huge rugs. Big ropes hanging to do things. Everything just solid and a real piece of the artisans that built and place everything. If I could be responsible for a building like that.... well,.. That would be something.
And when it's all done, and I've passed away easily in a ginourmas bed with a nice glass of whisky on my stand and a book or three that I love sitting next to it, after years of being me and making people I care about and like happy, and doing some exciting things and going to a few exciting and beautiful places of course. Do what ever you like with my body parts . If there's any left that still work, give them to someone who can use them. But clean and preserve my skull. Put it on a mantle some where not too gaudy but not hidden. And put some decent teeth in the damned thing so I'm smiling. I want someone to pick me up and talk to me once in while,.. I just want to be there after I'm gone. Smiling.
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