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Ten years ago, going his own way,
a maverick set off from the “bow shaped” island.
Board under his arm, his heart swelling with anxiety…
he would go with the waves...
then rest...
rides with the waves again...
and rest.
He had become a drifter. Journeying was his life.
Then one day he drifted upon a sacred island.
He went up a deserted hill.
Maybe it was just a whim, or destiny...
but the vague loneliness he always felt inside...
had drifted away.
Down the hills, out to sea...
the beauty of the ocean was unlike any other.
“I might rest a little while longer this time”, the drifter felt.
He began to build his castle upon the hills with his own hands...
and named it...
"Coconuts Hummingbird"
Here, the wandering heart began to dance.
His words...
"I will now live as I wish to live"...
Have you heard him say it?
That's deep, man...