In my memories of my visit to Egypt, I remember many of the wall reliefs of gods and goddesses telling stories of the earth’s creation or various myths. Some of these carvings spanned the entirety of the height of the temples. They were larger than life, and made to make the viewer believe that the people or gods that these images portray were indeed greater than life. However, when Abrahamic religions began to spread out and enter into Egypt, they were deeply offended by these idols and made a point to deface them and remove them from existence.
In the past, I have made terrible decisions and mistakes that seemed like a great idea at the time: Almost a defining moment. And when I was doing them I was so into what I was doing and certain of the choice. However, looking back on my personal history, I’ve come to realize that those were not very sound ideas and where actually pretty awful. These are things that I regret, things I wish to forget and be forgiven for. But those things are a permanent part of me, and within myself and have made me who I am. As much as I try to erase or hide the things that I have done, these experiences have benefited me in a way. They have taught me things. Or have become mental artifacts for my future self to discover and erase or praise. In a way, its like I’m creating a mental idol of myself, the person that I want to be, and I am creating that person through each act and experience that I do. After review, I go through and omit the things that I regret, but even still, the fact that I know I did those things can never be erased form me and I can mold them to what I want to benefit me: to add to the creation of who I want to be.