Our Divine Bambino Boy

SARMATIAN DE CASPIANYA « BEZZARI – OUR DIVINE BAMBINO BOY »
Often we marvelled how it was possible for a rapidly growing and maturing child to subsist on as
little as he did and retain firmness of flesh, normal proportions, and develop strength. True, we,
too, had never been given to indulgence, as a child, still his wants were phenomenally small.
Could it be that vitamines increase within the laboratorial chambers of a highly evolved entity,
and its immaculate human organism? May it be that the very elements inhaled deposit and
increase vitalised substances within the dynamics and charge both blood and nerves? Can the
water and the saccharine induce a process akin to the creative energy, multiplying tissue
formation through a mere change in denomination. With mind fixed upon every morsel, and
salivation controlled by undivided attention, thus respiritualizing every particle of food, conscious
of the creative energy and evolutionary possibilities hidden within the elements consumed,
could there be such a thing as multiplying the zoe within vitaminous substances, and
consequently subsist on less matter where there is a high state of life's realization? We
wondered, for Bambino consumed less than twenty per cent of the usual ration accorded a
child.
Returning from an extensive tour, we made ourselves cozy in our apartment, dismissing the
servants for the evening, that they might follow their own promptings, while we were to be given
freedom of speech and play.
Bambino selected the sofa to recline on, while we had to sit beside him.
"Speak to me," he said.
And we were going to tell him of adventures, the days of our studies, work, and duties, in fact,
everything that might interest him – but he fell asleep.
There he lay like a bouquet of flowers; not a blemish could be found; the skin was as velvety as
the petal of a lily. In vain we looked for a speck or a freckle. The hair was like the finest cocoon
silk, falling in masses of rich golden curls. Even our wildest imagination could never have
dreamed of such beautiful, charming, bewitching eyes, now closed in sleep. Those lips, always
rosy, aroused much comment, they really seemed as if painted, but such a healthy red, where
could you find it? The delicately rounded chin had a slight dimple which added to the perfect
lines of the profile. The ears looked as if they had been moulded, while the neck would have
added to the charms of fairies. Arms and limbs, hands and feet, could not have been more
perfectly formed. The trunk of the body measured absolutely normal in proportions; the chest
large, the waist small with hips of gradual descent. The face would have proven a study to
physiognomists, while the proportionate measurements of the head would have been the envy
of a phrenological institute. Base and inclinations were equal in their relation to one another.
The heart and pulse beat in unison, never hesitating nor missing. The blood test showed a
remarkable balance, while the mental index and the ganglionic action proved harmonious, and a
blending that would have aroused surprise among medical authorities, and disabused one's
mind as to man's impossibilities. All the best groomed and aristocratically born, and all the most
favoured beings whose fame and good fortune it was to enjoy world renowned recognition as to
form and beauty, would never have been able to stand comparison in the presence of Bambino.
Holding his hands to the light, they would appear absolutely transparent. His body was
practically luminous, for even in the deepest darkness you were able to see his form, as if
emanating a pink light, slightly diverging into a lavender or violet hue. Even a magnifying glass
did not disclose pores, so closely drawn were the cells. The nose was of a Roman type, so
exquisitely shaped, that the more you looked at it, the more you marvelled as to the power
which created it. In every tissue there was intelligence marked so strongly that Bambino
appeared to us more supernatural than human.
The mental index disclosed utter impossibility to anger, fear, or coercion. He could be a great
artist or an exceptional inventive genius, a marked statesman or an orator, a promoter or leader.
It was difficult to tell just wherein he would be the greatest. The thorough balance would have
made it possible for him to adapt himself to any environment, and follow any calling. The
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