As an individual being, I fail to confirm a visual cognition of the phenomena such as a country, an island, a continent or a planet. I am only capable of distinguishing my immediate surrounding, a finite space. Whether that space revolves around me or me; the being is isolated in a corner of that space I cannot fathom. The strong belief that the being is immersed in a spatial domain, implies the existence of a space that does not appear, a space that cannot be captured for an appearance. In that belief, there remains an extensive incompleteness, certain anxiety. Night, darkness and uncertainty detected due to that incompleteness, due to that incomprehension. In that spatial existence, I become the stranger.