Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time, there was a boy, name… don’t know. A very simple person. But he wanted to live in a very different world, a world of exciting things happening every where.

Where there were toys that run, jump, spin. Trains, cars, robots, models and all action toys. Where one action leads to another causing a dead model to go live.

He wanted to enter in the world of the black color. A vast unending black background with white dots and colorful clouds. The vast canvas of universe where a single dot is a shining star bigger than you can ever imagine, sometimes a planet, mysterious than you can ever think or a comet, a shooting star or sometimes a full galaxy.

He wanted to draw the tree and the hut that was more beautiful than the five star hotel. Or just an imaginary creation of seas and mountains, an art work. He wanted to play a music that touched the depth of heart of his dear ones. With sounds merging with each other that takes you to paradise.

He wanted to be a lover of someone, whom he can see for long time and admire her beauty with silence alone. With whom he would feel to be at the center of this world, with all desires vanishing and the world no more existing. With whom a fragrance starts emerging from nowhere.

He wanted to sit alone, with himself, with a deep silence that conveyed the nothingness of everything.