Alexander

Alexander grew up in Heidelberg, Germany. His mother worked for the American military and was stationed there, while his father was a distinguished professor at the Universität of Heidelberg, who earned the Nobel Prize in Humanitarianism. Known for his relentless pursuit of truth and the “whole picture,” Alexander’s father was a brilliant mind who also suffered from severe bipolar disorder. His inquiries into sensitive matters eventually led to his assassination—a tragedy that left a lasting impact on Alexander. He admired his father’s integrity and courage, yet also witnessed how even the brightest minds can struggle with the weight of mental illness.

With his parents often occupied by their careers, Alexander spent much of his childhood with his grandparents, who provided a warm and loving home. Though he was loved, he didn’t quite fit in at school—his intelligence and introverted nature often set him apart. Nerds weren’t exactly cool in his school days, and Alexander preferred the company of books and the solace of nature to social scenes.

Eager to leave school behind, Alexander excelled in his Abitur and couldn’t wait to attend university. Inspired by a sense of duty to improve the world, he traveled widely, witnessing the struggles of the unhoused in different countries. The generational impact of housing insecurity stirred a deep desire in him to create change, and he decided to study architecture in Tokyo, with a focus on designing dignified, affordable homes—tiny, livable spaces where people could feel pride and comfort.

But during his studies, Alexander began to experience severe episodes of depression. Unable to understand its source, he participated in a university trial program using psychedelics and ketamine for therapeutic purposes. The experience profoundly altered his perspective, opening up questions about consciousness, reality, and the fabric of existence. Driven by these revelations, he shifted his focus to physics and, later, quantum physics, delving into the mysteries of the universe with the same intensity his father had once pursued truth.

He quickly became an exceptional student and was soon invited to join a cutting-edge research facility in New Mexico, USA. The opportunity felt serendipitous. Besides being a chance to work on high-level projects, it also brought him closer to his mother, who had since retired and lived alone on a ranch in Montana. It was a place of fond memories; Alexander had often visited, especially after helping his father manage his bipolar disorder through microdosing with psilocybin. The ranch symbolized both family and healing for him.

With his cat, Toni, in tow, Alexander moved to New Mexico, ready for a new chapter. Though he hasn’t abandoned his dream of building tiny homes, he’s found a renewed purpose in his current work. In his downtime, he tinkers and invents, letting his creative mind roam free. Known for his eccentric habits and intense focus, Alexander could easily be called the “crazy professor,” but he’s also grounded, growing more centered and disciplined with age.

For now, he’s content, embracing his journey in the United States while holding onto the quiet ambition to make the world a better place.