Memo:

In the year 1986 I closed my eyes on the island Santorini on Perrisa beach.
Santorini, a volcanic Island, exploded appr. 1500 BC. and caused Atlantis to be whiped out with an explosion which was much stronger than Krakatau. Waves of a great height washed all the shores of the surrounding islands, which were part of the lost Atlantis, a continent that is now gone, only its ruins remain. Mankind has been searching for hundreds of years to find the lost Atlantis. But I tell you they will only find ruins.
And it is when one closes his eyes that one will find the lost continent, the continent of our soul.
Only then can a new Atlantis be born, if one starts listening again with the heart and looks beyond it. When one starts to realize that we are not our feelings and our thoughts but that we are nothing and in that nothingness we are love.
I closed my eyes on Santorini on Perissa beach for me for you. For once I was part of these mountains, the sea and the people and Santorini spoke to me in silence. The silence became words for you to feel, to become. I want in all my love and compassion that I feel for the world today to share these silent words with you. To sound the bell. The sound of our inner silence.
Much has happened to me while I was on Santorini. I have not been given any words for that. It's a silent song in me, which can also become yours. Give your ears wings and fly with me to your destination, your home. Welcome home, people.
Luka 1986