Along the way in the travels of a long road there are a few things you think about but never speek of with another. I'm a travler. Along with my wandering freind i've had plenty of time to write down some notes of what it really means to have a intuitive mind. How we met or were we were is of no consern now. I feel compeled to only write as it is the only thing that kept our conversations going for the longest of times.

But now that those times are far gone i believe it is time to share what we have spoken about for so long. The mind is a mysterious thing. And the pages that i've compiled into this book seem to be one of the few things that keep the memories of he and i alive and were ever he "chose" to go.

{Content note: This story has suggestive themes and points of view. Please keep an open mind though if your intrested in sutch things as philosophy and "advice."}

[Authors note: I remmend reading the introduction and dedication as it adds to the experince. The rest of the book is a collection of some peices of lifes little answers to the biggest questions we have. Still in need of editing. Any proof readers are welcome PM me and point out any grammer or spelling mistakes that need to be fix. Other than that its as complete as its going to get untill i can find someone to help.]

Art by AeronJVL Author: Arcolm Light
Name of Art: Day Copyrights: Open to Brony community, closed to second parties.