rituals - rituals, we all live with them, but what are they really? are they church on sunday, dinner together on wednesday, praying for forgiveness on a saturday night, or are they . . . something more? rituals are as old as mankind - maybe even older. they only change that's all. what once was - is now no longer, and what is now - was once unheard of. rituals - once they were the act of dipping a sharpened stick into ink and tapping it with a hammer . . . tapping it into fresh, clean. unblemished skin - beautifying that plain skin. making it special. rituals - once they marked the onset of a new journey. the journey of mysteries. this journey is filled with emotions - joy, sorrow, pride and pain. when one endures this ritual - all those emotions are experienced. this journey is a spiritual, lifetime quest and the art of this ritual is also spiritual and can sometimes take a lifetime. the symbols formed during this ritual are personal and represent only the one they adorn. many are repulsed by what they see, for what they see is only ink. they fail to see the joy, the sorrow, the pride and the pain - all the emotions which the ritual expresses. perhaps they have yet to begin that secret journey. cac 1997 this journey is filled with emotions - joy, sorrow, pride, and
Reason for writing:
i am a tattooed person and after having to listen to yet another non-inked person
complain about tattoos and question my decision of being inked i decided to not
argue but rather to write about it. thus rituals was born. after all - just
about everything in ours lives revolves around some ritual of a sort.
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