For the first time EVER, I wanna get inked.
“As Motoori Norinaga, noted Japanese scholar of the 18th century, wrote in a poem, ‘If I were asked to define the spirit of Japan, I would call it the blossom of the mountain cherry, scattering its scent in the morning sun.’ “
“For the Japanese, the beautiful period of its flowering and then the all too soon fading and subsequent scattering of petals on the wind, symbolizes life itself - but not life in some abstract and distant sense. The fragility of the cherry blossom is the fragility of human existence; its brief period of life, like our own; its implacable movement toward death, indifferent to the good things of this world, is the ideal death for a samurai warrior; and finally, its individual and perfect beauty is also ours. Poignant for some but hopeful for others, the symbolism of this staple in tattoo artwork seems almost more than a single flower could bear.”
Everything in life is transitory. Even pain. Quite comforting don’t you think?
P.S. I seriously seriously wanna get inked. Too damn pretty