Nothing matters at the end….Time wins. We will die, and then all this tattoo competition won’t matter at all…who’s better, or more original, or more brutal or whatever… Tattooers are tattooers and they don’t have to proof anything. And for the customer in front of you, what is more important? to be a polite person and get a normal tattoo? or to be an asshole and get an amazing backpiece? In a monastery close to where I life, there is a book called “red book of Montserrat” written by an anonimous musician in 1399 and you can read this:

Life is short, and shortly it will end;

Death comes quickly and respects no one,

Death destroys everything and takes pity on no one.

To death we are hastening, let us refrain from sinning.

If you do not turn back and become like a child,

And change your life for the better,

You will not be able to enter, blessed, the Kingdom of God.

To death we are hastening, let us refrain from sinning.