Triple Threat.
There are broadly three categories of people; the Pencil, the Eraser, the Paper.
The Pencil. These are the kinds of people who leave marks. Pencils make impact on others, they make a lead mark. The intensity of writing force determines how deep the impact the individual makes. Remnants of lead will still stay on if the pencil is used hard enough, nothing can really take away the stains. These are the kinds of people others remember most. The pencil is strengthened through sharpening; the trials come to make them stronger, yet, like everything else, the pencil cannot last forever. Albeit being temporal, its stains can always be seen.
The Eraser. They’re the most loving people. Ready to forgive and erase stains, pain and hurt brought upon themselves or others. They forgive the mistakes, they take away the stains. Yet like an eraser, it is an expendable, the more they forgive and forget, the more of themselves are diminished. As they erase, they become smaller, in the eyes of others, becoming push overs. Eventually, they amount to nothing, using themselves as a sacrifice. Yet, sometimes, they can never erase every stain. It is hard to remember these people, but one realizes how much they need erasers when they have stains they’d want to remove badly.
The Paper. Those that are most docile. They’re the followers. Others write on them, the erasers can help them erase. They are the people who are led by others, impacted by others; usually the people who sit on the fence and maintain a status quo. Once the paper has outlived its usefulness, it’ll be crushed and thrown away. Once crushed, it will never go back to what it was before. Even a fold would not cause the paper to be in the same form as it initially was. They are easily torn, never being able to maintain their shape; they are not ones that make up their minds. They prefer to remain in mediocrity. These people are hardly remembered.
But, that said, you need all three kinds of people working in tandem to create a work of art. The art of life.
Which one do you view yourself under? Just curious.
I would love to see myself under the Pencil, but I think I’m still a Paper.
everyone is a notepad with a pencil and an eraser attached to the back.
we take on different roles at different times. sometimes eraser, sometimes pencil and sometimes paper… and I… take on stone.