If you’reabout to read this, leavereasonbehind you.Unless you do, you’ll reap little or nobenefit fromwhat is written here.
There is no logicin what Icall reality, none at all.There isa “world” around usweneither see nor hear. This, for usinvisible world, is for me reality.
Let me introduce the charactersyou will meet as you read the diaries. I amthe author, calledJorunin the diary.My second–higher self–calledAmper. My partner iscalledChreelandin the other world, the reality, she is calledOna. Nanthesis our sonfromformer lives.
There are otherbeings that appear. I call them GaliandAmrice. As far as Iknowthey helpme andChreelas much asthey can.
Sometimesit snows heavily. Snowsymbolizes love.A car figures inmany situations.For the most part, the car represents the path I am walking on.
The“walks”I’m talking about, is what I do every morning andevening. These walks are to help people andall livingcreatures.