About Me — Frank

The boy who comets through this neighbourhood once in awhile.

I don’t quite know who I am, and I’ve come to embrace that uncertainty. It’s as if every time I begin to feel grounded in my identity, the universe gently reminds me to keep searching.

After receiving countless messages of self-discovery, I’ve relinquished the need to assume who I should be.

Instead, I long for an everlasting journey, a perpetual quest to unearth the truth of my essence.

It’s akin to the alchemical process, where one is continuously tested and refined. Just as you think you’ve found yourself, the universe playfully redirects you, urging you to embark on the path of self-discovery once again, and again, and again.

With each cycle, the weight of the baggage I carry — the illusions of identity — begins to dissipate. I gradually realize that what I thought defined me was merely a burden, holding me back.

As I release these constructs, I become lighter, freer, and more attuned to the primordial forces that guide me.

Immersed in this ethereal state, I envision myself as a feather, delicately dancing upon the wind. It is in this weightlessness that true adventure awaits.

Liberated from the confines of modern social constructs, I surrender to the guidance of a primal force, unfettered by expectations and judgments.