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Tattoos for the mere mortals are permanent; they last forever. How long is forever? For men, if you were born in 1988, you are expected to live until you’re 73.8 years old, with women living longer at 79.5 years of age, according to the U.S. Census Bureau.
Okay, so what? What’s the big deal?
Well, I would assume your interests will be different at 20, then 40, then 60, and probably if you make it to 80. Don’t make a decision now (under the influence of your friends), when you’re the only one who has to live with your consequences.
Life is all about choices, and the result of those choices: good or bad.
Tattoos in the earliest days of Egypt (2,000 B.C.) were believed to be the mark of prostitutes. These tattoos were always on their thighs. They were believed to protect them from sexually transmitted diseases, according to the Smithsonian.
Okay… That was over 4,000 years ago. How does that apply to me, today?
We get one shot at this game of life: one impression, one opportunity, and one result, from every specific situation that you encounter. You are competing against the world, while competing against yourself at the same time.
Every day your fellow peers get interviewed: asked who they are, and why they are the best representation for a given company. Of all places to put a tattoo, why would you permanently ink yourself in a place where it is visible to all?
Does the image or message that you have chosen to put on your body not have the fortitude to stand clearly in your own mind? Must you be reminded everyday of its meaning?
I’m not telling you not to be passionate about something you love, but when you truly love something you don’t need to tell anybody. That anybody will know, but even if they don’t, does it really matter that they don’t?
What happens on the day when you wake up, not who you were decades prior?
Nothing… Your tattoos will still be there.
I can’t say for sure who I will be in the future, and I doubt you can either. The worst mistake we can make today is mistaking today’s liberty for tomorrow’s oppression.
As our neighbors continue to propagandize society; appreciate its beauty, its creativity, its desire for expression and imitation, be who you want to be today, and look out for who you might want to be tomorrow.
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