We're all walking on a path covered by fog, the length can't be predicted, there's no turning back, and neither is there a stoppage and the conscious choices you make as you come across the manifestations of God and the devil determines who earns you at the end.
Others reveal visible traces of despair. The observer, too, is imperfect, for the very need to inquire arises from incompleteness. And from the observer’s perspective, even the enlightened may appear abnormal.
At some point, trying to rank pain becomes meaningless. Once it crosses a threshold, no matter how many levels or categories we create, the virgin mind, seeing it for the first time, reacts the same way. All hierarchies collapse, and what remains is simply the experience itself.
Nationalism in its prevalent and raw form is a disease - a disease that seems paradoxical in nature from a rational perspective. The same as blind faith in a religion or fanaticism of an extremist where the thin line between reason and attachments/faith reveals great complexity.