Gabriel Albeik Gabriel Albeik
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Insightful analogy about changing the past, but I disagree that "we are born as a huge block of flawless, untouched marble." Genetics has a lot to do with how the chisel strikes the marble. Personalities are just as much nature as nurture. And what of the formative years of yearly childhood which are so crucial to who we are, yet so much out of our control?

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Beauty or Chaos?


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I was listening to a country song. I can't tell you which. But it talked about a chisel and hammer, and BAM! Inspiration. God I love Music.       ~~*~~*~~    Any feed back you could give me about this piece would be much appreciated. Good or Bad. :)


Hammer. Chisel. Marble. Beauty.


Once upon a long time ago. A man named Michelangelo was discovered as an artist and sculptor. He created many wonderful pieces. He painted murals in the Sistine Chapel and created the David statue that is oh so very famous today.  Just as Michelangelo sculpted David, society sculpts us. We are the marble. They are the chisel. Our actions are the hammer. Together we can choose to make beauty or choose to make chaos.


Hammer. Chisel. Marble. Beauty.


Who are we to believe we are not beautiful. Sure we may have made mistakes to “detract” from our beauty. But honestly we are born as a huge block of flawless, untouched marble. Everything we do throughout our lives shape us. They hit the chisel and eventually sculpt us into our own unique masterpieces. Just like Michelangelo couldn't replace a piece of marble he had taken off, we cannot change our past. No matter how ugly. We must look at ourselves and also at our futures and ask ourselves if we are on the right path or if we need to change. 1 comment


Hammer. Chisel. Marble. Beauty.  


As humans we strive for perfection. If we do not achieve it we attempt to hide our flaws behind masks and aliases. In public we pretend to be someone we are not. At home we look in the mirror and see the real us staring back at us. We refuse to show that person. They aren't perfect. And imperfection is frowned upon in our society. We walk around believing we are something we aren't. Boom. Chip. Another hit of the chisel with the hammer and there goes another piece of us. Some people have found a way to accept who they are and the beauty within them adds intricate, beautiful details to our sculptures. Other people hate the idea of accepting themselves and every time the hammer hits, the chisel takes a bigger chunk from them until eventually they are nothing.


Hammer. Chisel. Marble. Beauty.


How will you be shaped? Will you be beauty? Will you be chaos? Or somewhere in between?


Hammer…Chisel…Marble… Beauty?


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