Neverland is a wonderful place for where we all have been long looking. A place where our dreams come true; a place where we can utterly indulge ourselves; a place where we are free from constraints.
People do not believe the existence of such ethereal paradise, as the same way people disbelieve fairies. However, we tried hard to step into this heaven while the threshold floats only in our dreams.
Innocent children enjoy their life, full of hopes and joynesses. They excuse themselves from science, opening the door of imagination. Fairies exist as in "The Play" — only if we believe — and they certainly do — as you believe — surrounding us invisibly.
Dwelling too much in this fast-paced reality excluded us from Neverland. Sitting on a bench in a park and having thoughts about virtuality, like James, is a sheer luscious activity, even in a weekend afternoon. Let Neverland be merely an ignorant. The entrance of this Utopia shall come along our death: the time when we can finally breath.