I have died sickly in Delhi in India on my journey when I was young. At that time, I remember the emotions got up, however, I could not understand that.

"I want to die by grasping Japanese soil"

"If it is the nearest from here, is Okinawa?"

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"So what? "

Some people think that, however, this has been a big problem for me.

I can understand if there is a feeling of "I do not want to die" or "Where will I go if I die?"

I can also understand various thoughts about "religion".

If it is "family" or "lover", it would be even easier to understand.

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I know that I am not a "patriot", and I do not like the idea of "nationalism". In addition, I hate that word "nationalism".

If you ask me about "Japanese as a national character", I think that I will respond "I am not interested". I understand "local love" and "neighborhood love" as just knowledges.

I dare to speak of my ideology, "individualism" and "selfishness". I think that they are fit for me.

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But what made me fall into the darkness of doubt,

In that moment of whether we live or die,

the concept of "birth country"

happened, and it surprised and upset me about my own existential significance.

(To be continued)