Its words are written from the depths of the heart. These are the words of truth. Words of reason.

Over mind heart gives an order to my hand, telling it how to compose them into this tale-tale with a reason, a meaning,

a purpose.

This tale is a sum of memories, perceptions and dreams-visions in fact. Visions about past times, as times which are about to come..

From hence, throw away all burdens and delusions of the past. Let them rot into oblivion, where they truly belong.

Open your eyes , free your mind. I’ll lead you through the journey...

And if you sense a touch in the depths of your being, don’t be surprised. That is the beam that lights upon the seed-coming straight from the heavens. That very moment flame begins to grow.

The mind discovers the heart, to protect it-and to follow it.

To open the door. Into infinity...

And as it is spoken, this is The neverending tale...