Of character and environment

Of character and environment

One of the most obvious characteristics of humans is that they are like stones (I, myself, am not human, but a paper cup). At first, they are a rough slab of stone whose jagged edges pierce the social fabric. Over time, the corners become smoother and the edges more refined: The Sculptor™ is at work. However, like any other being, the Sculptor™ is not perfect. On certain occasions he misses. A slip of hand here, a coffee spill there and the stone becomes chipped. Regardless of its appearance, the stone can be covered by the social fabric without it being torn.

But here comes the interesting part. During the sculpting process*, other stones partake in this tedious activity. They clash against the worked-upon stone, smoothing it (or making it more rough). After a long period of hitting and smashing, some of the stones come out fine, while others come out coarse.

With his patience lost, the Great Sculptor™ tosses them in a crate and heads for FedEx Branch Office #5629. Destination? Unknown. Weight? Unknown. Purpose? Unknown.

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*The sculpting process consists of decades of fine chiseling and detail inspection.

** for those of you who fancy GREEN over GREY, the same excerpt can be found [here].


With love towards everything that is paper,

AndrewB