OK so lets assume for a moment you dont have a sense of humor.
Re-read the post paying attention not to artistic expression per se, or even the spelling.
It wouldnt make sense in any language, now would it.
I like how the artist struggles with his grasp of reality; you can almost feel his pain as his alter ego takes hold in the end, all becoming clear.
I speak a few languages (maybe not Swedish) but I tell you they never loose that much in the translation.
As for the topic, its good practice not to complain about the decor when invited into a hosts house. That again could just be me.
Fair is fair though and etromic
if I was rude I am humbly sorry.