A no-man’s land, where extremism has pushed each person to a place of only themselves, the past, and loneliness. The past is multifaceted—who dares to betray it

A no-man’s land, where extremism has pushed each person to a place of only themselves, the past, and loneliness. The past is multifaceted—who dares to betray it? Hardly anyone. We arrived here through the past, and we’re too late to surpass it without proper self-awareness. Regrettably, that awareness is another no-man’s land unique to each person—no universal formula, nothing. We call it nirvana, but we know it’s not nirvana; we are not that. We are just people with dreams, stepping into the world with something to create from the materials we already have, and inadvertently, this aligns with what the world lacks. We are certainly not saints, at least not with that initial preparation—no one thinks that. It’s just a dive into it, sacrificing youth with passion to find answers for ourselves and revel in them. Unfortunately, the inertia is too great—who is brave enough to step beyond it?