The stalemate is unnatural. It is unnatural for every living creature. Who would have ever thought to a total immobility in a context of fear. Today, in our Millennium of tomorrow, of technology, of knowledge, maybe of the "too much", man lives because he is vibration, molecular movement, in the body, in the senses, in the thought. Today, he is under arrest, in house arrest, in a lockout of affection, of contact and meeting. He is not stuck in the thought. Now, more than ever, like those who are deprived of one of the senses, HE can raises his thought, reasoning and creativity to the highest level, to defend himself, to feed himself, to love and to recognize himself one more time. The Thought of a story that is now engraving another story with the sharpest graver of loneliness, the Thought that knows how to decorate, the Thought that colors and inebriates the sense of smell, the Thought that materializes the Loves and makes them flesh, the Thought that dreams of eyes and hands. So The power of Thought is born to build a reality, which is not virtual, but uses a virtual tool to divulge a meeting. That meeting made of looks, beauty, genius, poetry, that meeting made of CONTEMPORARY VISIONS, inside a solid building built with the bricks of fantasy and friendship. The idea, which, from simple neurochemical connections, becomes a palpable hologram of truth. The Thought that drives us to the imagination, to what it is even though it cannot be yet. A journey through a common elaboration that almost brings those who want to enter to touch and embrace the hope that Art in itself has always contained, in each of us.