The good folks at Retrospect are asking about tattoos and piercings – those permanent (well, mostly permanent) ways we adorn our bodies. Now, as a former dedicated follower of the “body-as-a-temple” school of thought (courtesy of Catholicism, bless their metaphorical heart), I found myself firmly in the pew, not the piercing table. But hey, no judgment! To each their own, right?
Traditionally, tattoos and piercings were like badges of honor – a warrior’s battle scars etched in ink, a pharaoh’s bejeweled reminder of their divine status. Fast forward a few millennia, and these practices have become a global phenomenon. Walk down any street and you’ll see everything from delicate butterfly wings fluttering on shoulders to full-blown sleeves that could rival the Sistine Chapel in detail. (Though, with fewer cherubs, hopefully.)
Now, don’t get me wrong, the artistry and creativity behind some tattoos is often undeniable. They can be stunning testaments to personal journeys, artistic expression, or just a really deep love for their pet goldfish, Bubbles. But for me, the “temple” analogy resonates. My body is a gift from the Big Gal/Big Guy upstairs, and while I’m all for a little self-expression (hello Hawaiian summer shirts) something about permanently altering it gives me pause – a long pause – a life long pause so far. It’s like writing on a priceless manuscript – sure, you can personalize it, but it kinda takes away from the original work, you know?
Think of it this way: if your body is a temple, wouldn’t you decorate the walls with beautiful paintings you can swap out every now and then? Plus, with this temporary art, you can have a different masterpiece every week! One day you’re sporting a Shakespeare quote, the next you’re rocking a portrait of your cat dressed as Napoleon. The possibilities are endless (and commitment-free!).
So, there you have it. I choose to express myself through the written word and the occasional statement sneakers. But hey, if rocking a full-body sleeve of your favorite video game characters makes you feel like a total badass, more power to you! After all, in the grand scheme of things, whether you’re a canvas of ink or a walking advertisement for sensible footwear, we’re all unique works of art – temporary or otherwise.
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