Have you ever realized how small your existence is on Earth?
I have. I’ll never forget it.
When I was in 6th grade, my whole family went to a baseball game. To the stadium. I had no interest in baseball, but I was surprised when I got there. Nothing but people as far as I could see. Across the stadium, rice-sized people were packed and moving.
I thought every single human in Japan was gathered there.
And so I asked my dad: Just how many people are here? Dad answered 50,000, since the stadium was full. Walking to the station after the game, people overflowed. I was really shocked to see it. Seeing so many people…
Yet it was actually only a small fraction of Japan as a whole.
Once at home, I used a calculator. I learned in social studies that Japan’s population was about a hundred million. I divided that by 50,000. It was only 1/2,000. I was shocked once again. I was only one person among the mod at the stadium, and what seemed a lot there was just a handful of the population.
Till then, I thought that I was a somewhat special person. It was fun in my family and my class in school had people more interesting than anywhere else in the world. But I realized then that it wasn’t so. Even in class, which I thought was the most fun in the world, was nothing but ordinary in schools anywhere in Japan. To Japan’s entire population, it was nothing out of the ordinary.
When I realized that, it suddenly felt like…
The entire world around me started to fade to gray.