Once upon a time there lived a boy. When the boy was young he wanted to fly. He spent countless hours making paper airplanes and drawing planes and rocket ships. On a family trip when he was six, he drew a picture in his travel notebook of the sun with some stars and planets. The caption read "We Want to Go to Space".

Eventually the boy left home and went to college where he learned many things. He was also tempted by many ways and began to question his path. He decided it was not his destiny to grow up and design airplanes and rockets, but a part of him still yearned to soar, to fly free above the Earth and what he knew.

The boy met a very nice girl and they became the best of friends. Still he felt an urge to search beyond. He would often travel within to places deep in his mind and in his heart that were new and exciting. With each trip the boy would travel farther and farther, until one day when he went really far to the most exhilarating place he had ever been.

Searching for the meaning of his life, the boy came to the verge of what he was seeking. Suddenly he was terrified to realize he had no idea where he was or how he would return home. He was lost, alone, and scared, afloat on an ocean of fears and fantasies. One moment was a smooth glassy calm and then wave upon wave crashed down in the darkness upon him.

It seemed that the end of his life had come. The only hope the boy had - the only reason at all to stay alive - was the love he felt for his girl back home, and the love he knew she felt for him. In his vision he saw clearly how love can overcome anything, even the greatest fear. All he wanted now was to make it home.

The boy found himself singing a song - a song of hope, of love and compassion. The more he sang the better he felt. He remembered that his entire fantastic voyage of discovery had happened inside himself. He had journeyed to find the heart within his heart. He was on his way home.

The boy arrived home and did many things. He and his dear soulmate were married. He kept singing and made up rock songs. He collected and polished rocks. He painted things to look like rock. He visited the mountains to be with the trees and rocks, and was happy to be on the Earth. His wife named him Rock Boy.