The Architect of My Misfortune

Sunday, June 4th, 2006 • 3 Comments on The Architect of My Misfortune

We are all builders.

Some of us build with wood and nails, brick and plaster.  Some build with words, making sentences, paragraphs, stories, speeches, dissertations, novels.  Some of us build with love, strong relationships that withstand any tragedy, strong children who know their own self-worth.  Some build physical, touchable structures to keep people in, or out.  Some build castles of air and imagination, creating worlds big enough for only one (or maybe two).  Some of us simply build emotional walls, straight up, thick and sturdy, around our hearts.

We are all builders.  Some of us build monuments to last for generations; some build flimsy shacks that must be torn down and rebuilt—but even rebuilding is still building.  Some of us will live long enough to see our labors rewarded; some will die not knowing our talents.

We are all builders.

What do you build?

Posted by Kristina in Musings
  • Kevin T. says:

    I like to think I build connections. As a theatre director, I’m always striving to find ways to communicate to an audience . . . to help actors tell a story in a creative and interesting way that will mean something to someone watching. When that happens, even if it’s just with a single audience member, the circle is closed, the message is delivered, and the connetion made.

  • Anonymous says:

    An unanswered question of yourself that you reverse. Interesting how you present it. Interesting how moods draw it all to the surface.

  • Kristina says:

    Presentation is everything, right?  Some of my best writing comes out of my darkest moods.

    So, answer the question: what do you build?

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