People like to assume when they know a lot of people that they already know the world.

When they became familiar with things found in cities, they placed themselves under the idea that globalization is already in their hands. But the truth is, you will never get to see, or better yet, know, the entirety of this world. As much as you can never know the entirety of a person.

All of us are strangers here.

A famous poem once postulated that what if we're just actors and actresses of this world? Whereas in the role playing, you begin when you are born and end when you are already in your coffin.

This world is so diverse that to assume you know everything in it is questionable, but the gist is, isn't this a remarkable aesthetic?

When you know you're a stranger and everything else is unpredictable, your sense of direction cannot indicate whether or not your destination is the real one.

We tackle different paths and along the way, there's no assurance that the path we take can lead us to greater wealth, fulfilling happiness, and a well-examined life.

But the great thing is, we are all risk-takers.

Yes, we do plan and sometimes we calculate risks, but only for a short time. The moment we reach the peak and see to it that we have finished that phase, the question of "what now?" emerges again.

And again, we plan and embark on a new journey. We will continue to do so until we have reached the end of our time where our energy is well spent and our resources are near depletion. 

Life being a collection of small journeys is also the same for all of us. What makes it different is how you plan and walk your journey. 

Did you meet someone while you were on your walk and share a philosophy with him?

Did you find that time memorable?

When you are on your death bed, how do you find your life?

Research conducted on people in their death beds when asked what their greatest regret shows that almost a hundred percent regret that they didn't live the life they wanted.

That is, they lived their entire lives for the image society, their parents, and their peers desired of them. Not what they wanted. 

They have accepted the image that society has crafted for them rather than living the image that they truly desire.

They missed the opportunity of being authentic because they tried to be like other people. And everybody has this kind of attitude.

I am not saying that everyone on their death bed will have this kind of regret, but rather that once in their life they cannot deny that they have tried to live the life other people want them to live. 

Even villains and heroes do this. Every ordinary person has this, has insecurity and wishes to live the life others are living, especially when life is not as good as it should be. 

And that makes me wonder.

Why are there some people who don't easily give up on other people but are quick to give up on themselves?

Of course, there are narcissists, but we all know that it's not healthy to be around those people. genuine self-love is hard to build and is hard to practice. 

But I hope that we will get to fully recognize its importance so we can apply it to ourselves. A lot of people need love, and sometimes that love must come from themselves to themselves.