From a humble, yet omnipotent force we have risen. A single subservient Earth has nurtured the every infinite whim or need of our humankind. And so forth, a myriad amount of souls will seek the nourishment that will be provided by this mothering planet for millennia to come. The Earth speaks to her abundance of children equally. She does not recognize race or gender. Age or intellect. Height or weight. Religion or social standings. She does not know the difference between beauty and beast. So, the question that is often posed asks why should we, as the Earth's children, should be subjected to such ridicule by one another?
On the exterior we are all the same. We are one face in a Book of Faces strung together by the universe. Everyday we see faces. Some light, some dark, some flawless, some scarred. We add each face to our own Book of Faces. We flip through our book and see delight and sorrow. Contentment and hostility. And we, as the Earth's beloved children, can all relate to any emotion seen in our Book of Faces.
Every child, whether handsome or homely, has a face. Every child of the Earth has a life. Each life is, in many ways, different from the next one. Some lives require strength. Some lives require delicacy. Some require intelligence. Some require simplicity.
But if you were to take a step back and look on the unrobed surface, the lives and faces, they are all very similar as well. All lives require love. All lives require security. All require sustenance. All require happiness.
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| Ethiopian Girl. |
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| Village Headman in Malawi. |
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| Happiness. |
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| Kyoto, Japan. |
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| Student of Political Sciences and Media. |
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| Niece. |
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| Dressed for Eid al-Adha Festival. |
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| Deputy Sheriff in 1956. |
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| Orphans. |
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| Carnaval on Curacao. |
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| Zoroastrain Iranian Girl. |
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| Daydreamer. |
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| Hindu Devotee. |
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| Cousin. |
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| Beautiful and Haunting. |
We can look at ourselves and wonder how many books our face belongs to. We can know that, after all of the faces have been seen, we are not just another face. Each of us represents something. Whether it be a country, an emotion, a family member, a friend, a time of year, a setting, etc., we cannot know. Each of us fills up a page in the universal Book of Faces. We can try our best to be perceived as we would like ourselves to be perceived, but the reality of the Book of Faces is that we can only ever write our own.
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This was an excellent post! You really took advantage of many rhetorical devices while writing this. Your pathos was very strong, as well as your ethos, the personification you gave the earth was excellent and really added to the effectiveness of your post and message, and I noticed multiple uses of parallel structure. The question you pose at the end of your first paragraph is not only a good rhetorical question, but it adds to the pathos of your post. It challenges your readers to think about why, if we are children of earth, and made the same way, do we judge one another because of our looks? This really makes your readers, and I know that I did myself, think about our past actions and assumptions we have made about other people. Yes, stereotypes do exist today for example against African Americans, or men being superior to women, but not everybody is the same. We are all children of other (relating to your personification of earth) and we are all one in the same. The repetition and parallel structure of "All" in the fourth paragraph is very effective and powerful because we, as humans, all require the same love, care, and security to live and be happy. In that way we are all the same. I agree with what you said in this post because it is sometimes a hard reality for sometime to take a step back and realize we are all the same and we all require the same feelings in life to be fulfilled and happy. This was a very eye opening post and was very well written!
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