The Man on the Moon...

...as seen in the parralel reality play, in flesh and bones, with a shiny round bald head, always in mood to classify everything and everyone, from the girl next door to the stones on the street, that have to have at leat one pathological trait.
Such a typical character, ubiquous I might say, if I weren't conscious that he's just one of many...
I'd say he's dreaming of a utopian moon, honey moon spread all over the blue sky, if possible, heart-shaped, and of clouds raining dollar bills...