I have always loved Jigsaw..
Every night after watching the world news with my father.. I go to my room, bring out the world jigsaw, re arrange the world .. I made sure the cubes are in their right places and there are no spaces leaving some parts of the world isolated.. when I made sure that everything is fine, I went to sleep.!
When I wake up and watch the news with my father, I found the world has gone back into miss.. I became concerned that someone uses the time when I go to sleep every night and send the world into miss .. It can not be my mom, she loves me, my father loves me too but if the world is arranged he wouldn窶冲 enjoy watching his news..! I believed that was him when I read my mom's dairy on my father :
He rode his flying horse, killed a garden, burned two cities, came back tired with a blood on his hands, went to bed while she told him how the beast becomes a little boy when asleep.!
Later on.. I loved colors and paints, and I began to re arrange the world in a different way, I thought I could solve many problems of the world by painting, so, when painting a sad man with one leg I made him smiling with two legs, I painted a poor hungry homeless child asking for food in the street but I painted him carrying bread.!
My vision was childish, silly, and naive .. still is, because when I grew up I found out that you can not solve the world problems except the way I do it.!