Already pushed around and bullied on the playground at age three, Jonas Brown had always wanted to be someone; not necessarily someone important or extraordinary, but simply a person who would not constantly be ignored and overlooked like the invisible nobody that he had been all these painful years. He knew beyond his heart that he was made for so much more than just the nameless coffee guy or the unknown secretary whose sole concern was to make photocopies all day. Brushing his teeth for the fifth time on one ordinary morning, he came across an idea, a concept that would not only change his life irrevocably, but also the course of Mankind’s history forever.
Waiting. All his life he had been waiting for liberation, some kind of a deliverance that would set him free from this world. For him, that long empty moment starting from the instant he would open his eyes in the morning to the second he would close them every night was not the real world. No, the real world for Jonas was that universe of ironically nonexistent dreams. The place where his immoderate imagination could wish for things he knew he would never have and simply content itself with invisible fantasies. Thus, with more than all of his determination and strength, Jonas created a world in between illusion and fact; somewhere one could feel the ultimate joy and rapture of life without it being a pleasant dream; somewhere one could live the wish, experience the deepest pleasures, were it only for a few seconds.
Hence the famous JBDWCIE (Jonas Brown Dream and Wish Conceptualizing Interactive Engine) was created. After being announced to the world, there was nothing else people would rather talk about. JBDWCIE this, JBDWCIE that. There was nothing else people would rather have than just one single try at the magical engine. Fortunes were paid. Trips were taken. For several months all flights heading to Jonas’ hometown were blocked. Day and night, tourists, locals, all kinds of people would wait in line for their long-awaited turn. All would come out changed, metamorphosed into different people- people who now knew what happiness was like and what they wanted in life. No name had ever been pronounced and repeated more than Jonas Brown’s. Children were named after him. Interviewed and photographed, followed by the paparazzi and fans, he was both the most respected and envied living person on the planet. Not only had he accomplished to be someone, Jonas was now great.
But was he however truly happy? He grew progressively exhausted and paranoid. He was too rich, too loved and hated, too powerful and lost. Now questioning if this was what his heart had really wanted and wished for, he found himself desiring once again an escape from reality. His life seemed suddenly like a vicious circle where he would constantly be searching for that final break, only to avoid the inevitable truth that perhaps happiness was an illusion that even his machine could not imitate.
Dreaming one day for a few fleeting seconds of freedom, Jonas stepped into the JBDWCIE and sat into the chair that millions of strangers were willing to pay thousands just to touch. He connected the fibers to his brain, pressed on a few buttons, composed an intricate code, turned some switches on and off, and finally let his mind go blank. The first thought that came to him was a cup of fine red wine. Sure enough, an auto-filling glass, glinting of the world’s best red wine materialized in his hand. Jonas now yearned for a hammock… swaying gently between two palm trees… on a deserted island… far, far away. Now feeling more blissful and carefree than he had been in a very long time, he stared into the infinite blue skies of liberty stretched ahead of him while swinging to the oceanic wind’s rhythm on a soft hammock. He thought about the warm sensation filling his heart at this moment, he thought about how far away his problems were, and about how he would exchange nothing to go back. He longed to stay here forever, wished that he could one day die in such a happy place… And suddenly, everything went black. Jonas Brown had accomplished his quest for peace of mind; he would never leave his dreams again.
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