“What’s so wrong with being personal, anyway? Whatever else anything is, it ought to begin by being personal.”

I’m just a passionate person.

Like truly, madly, deeply, (or annoyingly, and extremely) a humbling passionate person. But only in the sense of being immensely driven with an innocent craving for the most endearing sentiments of life’s raw moments and the sweet little nothings that are often left in between.

In all sincerity, I see beauty in everything and in everyone.

The sole purpose of our existence is experience. All we are here to do in this life is to align body, mind, and soul through experience, unconditional love, and knowledge.

All that we do in this beautiful experience that our spirits call ‘Life, here on Earth,’ whatever it may be and whomever it may impact; Let it be personal.

Let it be full of love, light, and positive flowing energy. All that it is or whatever it may be, it must be personal. Full of adoration; sincere with unpretentious, genuinely raw, and undeniable emotion.

An experience could only be nothing, if not personal. Even in the smallest, simplest, sweetest little nothings.

To be unconditionally personal, is to be genuinely exposed. This post, for example, is unconditionally personal; the only result is to expose a genuine and personal insight of myself.

The simplest moments of life are often full of the sweetest nothings. To be unconditionally genuine, is to be personal. The standard for interactions amongst humans- Should at least begin with being personal. 


Having said all that, I am cognizant as much as I am passionate.
I am also very assertive, emphatic, and strong willed. 
I am as intelligent as I am full of emotion and feeling.

A Virgo.

I possess a remarkably foolproof process/feverish hunger with the most genuinely undeniable realness of intent and with the rawest, and unquestionable reason or solution for soundly calling out the uncomfortable, generally avoided conversations and awkward moments.

I do not beat around bushes and I don’t like sugar-coated bullshit.

Hi, my name is Frank. If I may be Frank, call me Frank, because Frankly…
I am very frank.

In other words, we can always just get straight to the fucking point.

I curse like a sailor.
I strongly believe that we are not alone in the infinitely, expanding universe.
I collect 1st edition books.
A published writer & hardcore gamer.
Never afraid of a lesson, so I’m never afraid to fail. 

My logic and intuition is insanely accurate. And frankly my dear, it’s solid as fuck.

(Think in terms of meeting the Star-Seed of Dr. Spock’s logic and Captain Kirk’s raw and senseless intuition.)

-E.


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