Welcome to Neverland!
"Some things are worth causing a lump in your throat. Finding Neverland is one of them."
- Bruce Westbrook
Welcome to a website completely and totally about nothing! Well, perhaps "nothing" wasn't the right word. Maybe "everything" and "anything" would be more suitible - INSPIRATION and BELIEVING. Welcome to Just Believe - Neverland - a website about INSPIRATION and BELIEVING! There, that's a lot better. I wanted to make a website about imagination, about everything, anything, no limits, a website where I could just let loose.
~The Marimax Production, Finding Neverland, Inspired This Site~
A Fairy Never Dies
A Tribute to Mr. James Matthew Barrie
Every time a child says, I don't believe in fairies, a fairy dies. And when I saw your light burning
out, I clapped my hands and chanted I believe in fairies, over and over again until my throat turned raw and the flesh on my palms tore and bled. But I still continued to see your light burn low, and even
as tears shed from my eyes, I finally realized that you would never die as long as someone believed in you. And I will believe in you forever - from life to death - birth to rebirth. Everlastingly, I will
believe in you and as long I believe in you, your flame will never die.
Why is life so unjust? Why did she have to be seized from the world when all she ever did was give? Never took, only gave. With the softness and gentleness of a newborn fawn, her heart brimmed with compassion and virtue. So why then, did the only being of genuine righteousness have to be snatched from the world so brutally when she longed for nothing more than the well being of others? She left behind
five boys, only in four of which did her own blood flow, in a world held captive by injustice and
odium. However, when she ascended that golden staircase, she departed the gravitons of earth in
tranquility because she knew her children would never grow up, would never die. Even while passing
through the trials of adulthood, she knew that each of them would cling to that inner child that
gave a spark to life. And when life would pursue unbearable, all they had to do was close their eyes and let their mind swim through the vast seas of imagination, seeing her smiling face in every crashing
wave. It was only after she knew this that she could let go of the thin strand of life she had
been clutching to for so long. It was only after giving her love to one man, she knew she could let go, and she left in serenity knowing her precious children would be safe with the man who taught them
there was neither boundaries to imagination nor inspiration.
She didn't die the day she ceased to fill her lungs with air. She didn't die the moment her heart
silenced within her chest. She didn't die, but was merely born again within the hearts of her children and a single writer who brought a smile to her face, a laugh to her voice, and tears to her eyes. Though
she doesn't thrive here on Earth, she lives in a different place; A place more beautiful, more sacred,
more pure. A place found within the depths of all our imaginations. A place called Neverland. And
we can visit this magical place any time we like by just closing our eyes and simply believing. Just believing.
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