A man goes off for a wander to explore the world and see what’s going on. He sees many wonderful things and meets many interesting people. His quest slowly reveals itself; to become a nomad and share melodies to bring spontaneous joy and happiness to all who wander. This world needs more positivity, as negativity is loud and powerful. The light slowly burns in the darkness and bathes it in good. At times a challenge as darkness is overwhelming.
The wandering man finds himself falling into a hole, tripped up by a series of small events, he gets stuck and struggles to find a way out. The world begins to slowly bury the wandering man and he feels all is lost, he feels he belongs in this hole, that he should stay. So he stays, and as time goes on he feels his fire fade.
A mole comes across this buried man, “Oh, hello, why are you in the ground? You’re not a mole”, the mole asked sniffing at the man.
“Well you see I fell and got stuck here, so I figured this is where I am meant to be”, the man replies, a tear in his eye.
“Don’t be silly human, everything falls over, even I do when I am above ground, but I do not belong up there, I have a world of my own down here. As you have a world of your own choosing up there. I will dig you out of here human and you will create your own world up there as I create my own world down here!” slapping the man as he spoke.
The mole dug this man out and dragged him up slowly by his tiny claws. As the man felt the fresh air again he thanked the mole, the mole sniffed up at the man and said, “Everything falls over, but everything has the ability to get back up, so don’t come falling into the ground again and staying there, unless you want to be a mole” the mole slapped the man once again and hurried off back to his own world.
The wandering man realised that to keep on wandering and to keep on his quest, that he must do exactly that. So the wandering man continued with a warmer fire inside.