Once upon a time - D

Once upon a time.. People were sad.

People were constantly depressed.

The depression was contagious.

Everyone was only talking about how the world was unhappy.

The air became morose and the days grew darker.

Everyone was constantly in everyone else's houses.

Eating, drinking, smoking to their misery.

They sang songs to express their sadness.

And everyone understood and empathized.

The sun wasnt ready to shine.

The world seemed to stop to spinning.

It all stopped.

As the sun rose the next day.

Everyone was dead.

And there was no more sadness.

Once upon a time - C

Once upon a time.. There was a girl.

She was pretty and always smiled.

She was nice and always listened to what everyone had to say.

Never gave any unwarranted advice.

Actually never gave any advice.

She loved flowers and always had it around her.

She was never the butt of any jokes.

But she was spoken about very fondly.

her smile, her face, her hair were never out of place.

It was like she was a photograph.

One day her mother found that the girl's flowers were wilting.

So she took the garland of the girl's photograph on the wall and replaced it with a new one.

Everyone knew she loved flowers.

She smiled back at her tearful mother.

Once upon a time - B

Once upon a time... There was no time..

There was no space and there was no crime.

It was a good place, a happy place.

It was beautiful, serene and nothing really happened.

Everything was left to be and left not to be.

There was choice. There was freedom.

At certain moments things stood still.

At others, it moved really fast.

One could sit back and observe.

One could breathe and the heart was allowed to beat.

The mind was set loose and imagination was boundless.

Then came creation and a God.

That just really messed things up.

Once upon a time - A

Once upon a time... there was Koolia.

He was very unclear about where his life was going and why it was going there.

He tried to think and tried to understand what all of it meant.

BUt eventually it wasn't meant to be.

He had to learn things the hard way.

The hard way was smelly, dirty and lots of effort.

He didnt really care about the way the world worked or about what other people thought.

But somehow he had to listen to everything that everyone said.

"eat this", "do that" and even "wear this" and "Dont touch that"

He wanted to break free.

He didnt want to potty train but he had to.

He was finally turning two.