Life is proved upon the body
Like needle-jabs from a blind machine.
The older one gets, the more one is conscious of aging. We can barely remember childhood innocence and exuberance. We are surprised by the youthful vitality and unmarked face when we see earlier photos of ourselves. When we look in the mirror, we reluctantly acknowledge the aging mask. It seems that there is no escaping the marks of life.Every experience that we have, everything that we do and think is registered upon us as surely as the steady embroidery of a tattoo artist. But to a large degree, the pattern and picture that will emerge is up to us. If we go to a tattoo artist, it is we who select the picture. In life, it is we who select what we will become by the actions we perform. There is no reason to go through life thoughtlessly, to let accident shape us. That is like allowing oneself to be tattooed by a blind man. How can you help but turn out old and ugly?
Whether we emerge beautiful or ugly is our sole responsibility.
Personal Interpretation
Wrinkles are an indication of the passage of time. We bear the marks of life, but which marks we bear is up to us. If we proceed thoughtlessly through life, we make no effort to shape what we are becoming. Would we allow a blind tattoo artist to apply ink in random patterns to our skin? Or would we spend a great deal of time creating the design that we want to greet us for years later? The choices we make now are as permanent as ink injected beneath the skin. It is up to us to choose wisely now. If we can do this, then the marks of aging we bear can be worn with pride, for they will come to indicate joy, laughter, and purpose.
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