A big man with a little house

The journey of a man begins before he removes the curtain of his eyes. It begins when two bodies decide to become one.
But, he is not given a map. He has to move every rock in order to find what's laying under it.
The only thing he has is a light. However, he decides when , where and for what to use it.
During this journey he'll get to see plenty of adverts , telling him why he should shape himself as a circle and not a square or the opposite.
He will find himself stuck.
But, this will be the very right time to turn the light on and use it, for he already is limited.
He'll never be able to extend the rays of his light as much as he wants to. He may reach the end of a certain field but never to infinity.
He'll never be able to explore every forest he passes by..
He'll never be able to start another journey. At least, as long as he inhales.
That's why instead of shaping himself as a circle or a square, he shall choose his own form. He shall choose to be a man of his own invention.
And, he shall be big. Big in his hopes, for surely he will find an oasis even if he's standing in the middle of The Sahara desert.
Big in the movies which will take place inside his head on a daily basis.
But, despite the power he'll gain throughout this journey, he shall rest in a little house from time to time.. A house where he'll accompany his big dreams with a small cup of tea, while listening to the crackling fire.. A house where he'll warm his soul with two lips on his forehead.
Because only then he'll enjoy the journey.