Ichthus.

What was once a symbol marking the graves of saints is still a stamp of death.
Those who died for their faith were buried in hidden graves in catacombs.

Today, our graves are not so hidden.
We display our tombs for all to see.

You could say they are just a heap of metal, but it's so much more than that, isn't it?
It is a symbol of our status, success, and self-worth.

We mark our expensive cars with the same "fish" that was once reserved for graves.
Are these markings not still placed on the graves we create for ourselves with our consumerism?

Now, in America you need transportation.
You need clothes.
I'm not trying to be naive or judgmental.

I'm just trying to ask myself where my amazement lies.
Is it in momentary distraction aided by tangibles or in things actually worth basking in?
It just might be that the best way to fix this problem is to refocus our amazement.

We are all dying.
It's just is what we are dying for worth it?