This
morning over coffee, I happened to be sucked in by the lens.
Then, It
seemed like I entered a world of fantasy where people have forgotten that an
adult is no longer a child ...
The
parrots go shopping at the cheese shop,
Angels eat
hamburgers,
and the
police hapilly allow themselves to be drenched.
A world
where children rule over the planet as wise emperors,
And men
have finally discovered the best way to access to heaven.
They also
prefer to embrace each other rather than to quarrel.
The
weather can be predicted in crystal balls
and
through the night, men will light up.
A world
where Lords aren’t any more those who sit enthroned, but those who toil.
Where
women in white are sometimes naughty.
and
little girls penetrate you with their eyes brimming with daring
I would
happily allowed myself be trapped, but
once I
finished my coffee, I managed to get out of the lens ...
It could
then have faded, but that world was still etched in the eyes of the daugther of
the coffeemaker,
and in
the laughter of a young street boy.
From the
depths of my attic, I removed a few cobwebs
I dusted
off my boots of seven leagues, my turntable
and brought out my magic potions.
I had to
find the road to a world full of appetite.
So I looked the sun right in the eye and
blew dandelions ...
I closed my eyes and once again i was
gone ...
To fly
over the planet in 80 days, the road was long and full of pitfalls I first had
to be prepare to be upside down
Ready to
make a few dance steps
before climbing the steepest rocks,
and find my balance on tight bridges
and not
hesitate to jump into the water and
navigate
the most improbable vessels
before flying under rivers
but one
could well imagine that in the dark waters, There is still a dream to ride, an
unlikely creature emerged from the depths allowing us to continue to trace the
route of a journey of 80 days that would lead us to go first class to meet some of the wonders of this world
... Wonders that might well be where one would least expect them ...
