He and people were satisfied with the new surroundings.
The Town became more comfortable for visitors.
He was asked that to draw on the new enormous wall.
He thought it was dreamlike to do such.
Maybe the great elevator would be built here.
That was a fantastic request for him.
In the night he dreamed again.
In the dream there was one dead cat crushed under the wall he painted.
The cat’s scream was absorbed into the enormous wall, and only the sound of elevator echoed in the town.
In the next morning he refused the request.
“My paint will kill the cat!”
He thought there were two ways of human beings and things in this world.
First way was the things thrown away.
Second way was the things picked up.
This shows as if the cats were thrown away and new tall wall painted was picked up
He remembered that he was thrown away by his wife.
He decided to become the human who picked up the things thrown away and to build a castle to contain all things thrown away.
He picked up clothes, decorations, sounds, cats and so on.
As time went by, the vacant flat that he moved into, was full of things.
People, cats, and all other gathered things became this castle.
This castle gave them confidence and identity.
And this castle became more and more brightly.
Looking at the gathered things he thought: “Indeed I was thrown away but this is more me”.
