Prologue

If someone were to ask me how I see life, what would I say...

Life itself is a paradox. It has the power to be both the most beautiful and the cruelest thing in the universe at the same time.

The world can offer us happiness and comfort, even in the most insignificant moments, like enjoying a family dinner or feeling the warmth of the sun on our skin as we gaze at the stars. And yet, when someone asks us how we view life, we could fall anywhere on the spectrum.

You might say you're happy. You could say you're depressed, or even simply...

Indifferent...

The truth is that every living being experiences this in some way. It could be argued that it's humanity's arrogance, pride, or ego... But that's simply our part of being alive. When something seems repetitive and common, people tend to dismiss it.

That's why we find it difficult to see what makes our lives great. Because if something good happens often enough, we take it for granted and overlook it in favor of negative things. And yet, even in the worst moments, you can always find beauty.

I would like to understand the nature of the human being...