#deepreflections

Who’s a Villain?

The antagonist in everyone’s movie— Or simply the opposition to the imperfect exalted figure we call a "hero".

The exaggeration of a favored person, Framed to match our savior in the story of life. And when they fail—or become human— The fans immediately turn their backs. “On to the next,” they say.

The fair nature of the life we live in: The concept of ups and downs, Offended and offender, Victim and accuser— A flawed concept. One depends entirely on the other for its value.

What is a knight without war? An artist without a canvas? A hero without a villain?

Unlike the other scenarios, The identity of a villain lies in the hands of perspective— The only phenomenon that varies more than love. As formless as water, Yet as unstable as emotion.

So what is life without this? Meaningless, right?

Flawed.

Let’s talk.

What is good without evil? What is right without wrong? Where’s the left without the right?

“It’s all imagination,” they say. Right?

Then why was Thanos the villain? A man with a plan to save humanity from overpopulation— An issue most nations still complain about.

The end justifies the means, right? Yet Tony Stark was the savior.

Perspective, once again.

Could we be the actual villains? Holding people to unimaginably high standards— Standards we can’t even uphold ourselves?

So my question is:

—ARE VILLAINS ALSO VICTIMS?—

Self-discovery hurts.

It rips you apart. Turns you inside out. It forces you to see the world differently, through new eyes, from a new reality.

And that new reality?

It hurts even more.

Because it’s never what you want to see.

It’s what you need to see.

And I saw it.

I saw people I loved become monsters before my very eyes. One moment, they were everything to me. The next? Nothing.

Self-knowledge destroys.

But it destroys to rebuild.

It wipes the slate clean so you can start over. And this time, the foundation is solid. This time, it’s real.

Self-discovery is a dance. A cycle. You go in, come out, question everything, start again.

It’s a war.

And in this war, there’s only one winner: You.

Because in self-knowledge, you never lose. You never even win.

You only learn.

And there is no path but upward.

A life without self-discovery is a life not truly lived.

If you’ve been called, don’t resist.

If someone asked you who you are, what would you say? You’d probably just say your name. In my case, I’d say, “I’m Cesar.” But is that really true? Are you just your name?

You’re not who you think you are. You’re way, way deeper than that. But you don’t know it yet because you’re lost. You’re too attached to the material world, so you’re stuck in the identity you’ve built so far. When people say they “know themselves,” it’s usually something shallow—like, “I like Cheetos instead of Doritos,” or “I prefer pink over blue.” But real self-knowledge goes beyond that. It’s not just about what you like—it’s about why you like it.

There’s meaning in everything, and the meaning is the journey.

Yes, the journey itself is the meaning. It’s about how we become who we are. And people are terrified of losing themselves. I was too, I won’t lie. It’s scary. No one wants to feel lost.

But losing yourself is necessary. Without change, without letting go of who you used to be, you can’t become who you’re meant to be.

It’s like I exploded into a billion tiny colorful pieces. And each one of those pieces was a part of me—my past, my emotions, my memories, my friends, my loves, my lies, my sins, my whole life. But then I decided to put myself back together. And I realized—I didn’t need all the pieces. I could choose the ones I wanted to keep and build something better.

Now, I invite you to do the same. Let go. Go with the flow. It’s not easy, but it’s freeing.

When was the last time you just sat down and watched the sunset?