The human brain is quite the oddity, if you think about it. It is, in its most crude and basic terms, a lump of neurons that creates thought and personality through electron connection and chemical interactions. Yet because of these combinations joining electrons, neurons, and chemicals, diversity among the human race has come to exist. There have been people who have fought, and still do, for civil rights through peace but also those who have committed atrocities such as mass genocide. These people acted in so very different ways, yet they all have one thing in common: a mind. This leads to the question: Why am I not a serial killer or the next Gandhi? Simply put, the equivalence of good and bad experiences as a child shapes the mind, much like art, is shaped by tools. No one knows exactly what the final product is exactly, but as the prominent sculptor known as society adds edges and curves through interactions and situations to the mind, a personality begins to form. For some minds to be finished takes years, for others decades. Either way, there is a point during life at which society can sculpt no longer and the product - the real person - is truly born and begins their contribution to the creation of other minds. While the mind cannot be physically molded in the person, it can be mentally changed into one kind of beauty or another. I leave you readers with one simple question: What is your sculpture?
