I remember seeing this picture somewhere quite some time back. Came across it again just now. My thoughts about this picture haven’t changed though.

Seriously, look at it. Just take a good look at it.

I mean, fuck normalcy. Sleeping on thin pieces of sewn-on shit on the floor is radical. Less is more, so fuck pillows. Hug each other. Make some babies. No partner in bed? Hold your horses! No worries! Now with your thin pieces of sewn-on-and-together shit, you’d now be a hit with the girls. Girls dig sophisticated and unorthodox thinking kinda shit. This puts Aladin’s magic carpet to shame.

And seriously, flight of stairs at the edge of the bed? PERFECT. Now you could roll yourself downstairs from your magic carpet without having to even get up. No more snooze and excuses for your chronic late-comings.

Let me give you a suggestion: Looking to save more effort? Not to worry! You can install a bathtub at the end of the flight of stairs. Not only you’d be rolling downstairs, but you’d be rolling into your bathtub. That’ll be killing 2 birds with one fucking stone. Fuck that, you should be radical and shit so that’s like killing 2 stones with one fucking bird. You’d be the man in the office and will climb up the corporate ladder in no time thanks to this bad ass magic carpet.

Oh right. Almost overlooked it but really, just look at that fucking piece of potted plant by your magic carpet. It’s so avant-garde and shit. I mean seriously, who would even think of putting an ugly-ass potted plant in the room shared with your majestic beyond-magical carpet? Wait, a radical and unorthodox person would! And that’s you.

And let’s not even start on the smooth as fuck parquet flooring.

Seriously, guys. These are what dreams are made of.

Just think about it.