Not very long ago I had a towering castle in a large open field. It was an amazing castle. Each brick seemed as though it was perfectly made, and it was shiny and magical. Its walls dwarfed all other structures. I swore it was so tall that the night moon had to jump over it. It had been there ever since I could remember. I used to gaze at its majesty and it gave me such a great feeling when I looked at it.
As the years progressed, however, I began noticing that my soaring castle, as wondrous as it was, had tiny cracks in it here and there. With time, these cracks become noticeably larger and larger to the point I could no longer ignore them. I tried fixing it with mortar and plaster, but eventually the cracks began to show through again. Upon further inspection, I noticed the foundation wasn’t sturdy enough to support such a magnificent building and the whole structure began to lean slightly to the right. I tried propping it up with two-by-fours, but this natural wood was no match against the weight of my enormous castle.
Try as I might, the integrity of the entire structure started to give way. Brick after brick began popping out. Once the keystones fell out of place and the foundation began to crumble, the whole building came down in one mighty crash! My heart sank. All that was left was the disorganized mess that was once my childhood castle. It was gone; completely destroyed. As I calmed my emotions from this terrible event, the dust began to settle. I searched through the rubble trying to salvage what small pieces I felt I could reuse and I started a pile. I wanted to rebuild. I missed that beautiful castle. Some bricks didn’t seem so damaged and retained that sparkle that made me smile. I held onto those pieces dearly as the rest of the ruins were sadly hauled away. But as I began laying down the old bricks, they didn’t seem to fit right. No foundation could be soundly established from what few pieces I was able to recover. Furthermore, the pieces didn’t line up right at all and there were too many gaps and missing pieces. That’s when I decided to make my own bricks.
I scavenged the forest for wood to make molds, and I found the prettiest and strongest material I could find to make the bricks. I tried my hardest to find material that was even more extravagant and shiny. I carefully poured each mix into the molds and watched it carefully as it cured to make sure there were no imperfections. I imagined what an amazing castle these bricks would make and how much taller and stronger this new building would be. But as I sat there gazing at my work, something out of the corner of my eye caught my attention. It was that cleared, empty field that rested in front of me. For the first time I noticed the bright green grass blanketing the field that was so soft to the touch. Tiny little flowers were dotted everywhere, peeking up towards the bright, warm, mid-day sun. A cool breeze with a sweet and carefree aroma passed by and engulfed my senses. It seemed so right. It was so beautiful and so perfect, much more so than that towering, man-made building I had once loved, and yet I had never before stopped to notice it. It was so serene and so calming. It was at that moment that I decided to put away my bricks, lay in the middle of that wondrous field and just simply enjoy it.

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Comment by Kris King on September 20, 2011 at 6:15pm
That was lovely ... thank you for posting that!
Comment by Karen Loethen on September 19, 2011 at 11:30pm
Nice metaphor!
Comment by Katrina Kristiansen on September 19, 2011 at 5:59pm
That is a good representation. :) there is life after religion, and thanks to you and Milo you guys helped me find it
Comment by Angela Olson on September 19, 2011 at 12:57pm
It's an allegory (like a metaphor) used to describe my disassociation with faith. My castle was my church, my beliefs, my faith. When that toppled, I tried to rebuild it using buddhism, or creating my own religion, until I realized I didn't need any of it in the first place. The field is life, humanism, and something else that I have but I can't quite describe using words.
Comment by Katrina Kristiansen on September 19, 2011 at 12:44pm
Wow that is a very powerful statement that you wrote. very descriptive. I don't know how to interpret it, but it was beautiful none the less

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