Marcelo Ossa

Greetings.......i shall always remember the time when she turned to me and whispered those fatefull words. Words subtle enough to catch the moonlight glint off a soft white flower, but powerful enough to split the mightiest mountain. Now these words which you read before you are forever transformed and envolping your mind into the paradox of (**) OFKALA (**)...!!!!
Fear not, my mortal freinds, for fear itself is a corruption of truth.
I know many wandering doubts and questions are passing over your minds and you are un sure as you read on.....wondering if you should....or shouldn't. I can not tell you too much about these strange and wonderful things, except it is all around you at all times.....and time means nothing, in a true epic sense. So shine on my friends and always keep the Faith-Hope-Love vibe at the forefront of your journey.....