Sculpting Sand

Why would someone do something that POINTLESS?  And, you DO realize, that eventually, NO matter how delicate those sand sculptures are, how much hard work you’d put in, to making those things, the waves will become too cruel, and, TAKE it all down, right?

Sculpting sand, because I wanted to make myself known to the world, even IF it was, for three SHORT seconds worth of fame, I just wanted the spotlight to shine down on me, no matter how brief the moment is going to be.

Sculpting sand, this, is really useless, unless, you are in a highly CONTROLLED environment (like say, a sand box, in the play area???), you CAN be one-hundred percent certain, that someone will NOT step on your constructions that took you FOREVER to build up.

Sculpting sand, because you got too bored, and you wanted to feel what it’s like, having something you worked so hard on, turn to naught, in a split second, because you want to feel what disappointment is like…

Sculpting sand, that, is what life is like, and, sometimes, something you built will stay, sometimes, it gets, TORN down, and, there’s NO way of knowing which will happen to what situations, until it’s too late to save those hard-to-make sculptures!

About taurusingemini

All I have to say, I've already said it, and, let's just say, that I'm someone who's ENDURED through a TON of losses in my life, and I still made it to the very top of MY game here, TADA!!!
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