the structural integrity of a sandcastle is not very good. they are to me just as fragile as human life itself. they reflect the life of their maker, however haphazard or otherwise they are out together, they reflect the person who spent the time making them.
the devastation that occurs to a sandcastle on the beach is reminiscent of the affect a major disaster can have on someone. a person walking along the beach can stamp on your sandcastle or the tide can come in. the tide washes you over regularly, this is the everyday drain on a person, the way in which we are a little bit less at the end of everyday. the foot that destroys us is the major disaster, the earthquake, rape, murder or change in your life or your loved ones. the sand has a ripple effect, the breeze blows the sand on and on, always moving it always changing your life experience.
there is no way to make a sandcastle invincible. you can try but its impossible. the best you can do is make it beautiful, inside and out and make it want to last. you can decorate it with shells and driftwood to shelter it from the storm and maybe it will hold on for that little bit longer.
sandcastles lack as we do the structural integrity that makes a thing last forever.
in this we can see that living for the day not tomorrow or yesterday is the true philosophy by which we should celebrate the ephemeral and perfect nature of life. the life of our sandcastle and us is fragile.
love it while it lasts. and learn from all the people who destroy your castle by stepping in it. build it back up and make your best defense for the sea washing over you laughter. make bubbles in the sea and wait for it to retreat, go swimming for a bit and reassemble yourself. be the sandcastle who has dried in the sun. challenge the elements. just live.
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