Pandora's Box (of hope II)
all know the story that the box which went all the ills of the world. Luckily it was closed before the hope escape.
Well, to my humble view, this is a beautiful allegory to each of us, because no matter who we are, or that we lived, all the trash outta all exploit, "we turn the fan" or things like that .... All the ills of the world liberated from our own world ....
But we always calmer. Always, after kicking the board, sending a couple to fuck mourn for weeks ... or whatever, we always follow. Because we? because the evils of our world, in our case, were released (although I like more say "expelled"). And then? then nothing, close the box, the board settled down again, we seek someone new to participate and how long other race. Now comes the beautifully
obvious: Why? Because hope is within us, that same silly little one and a half, it grew enough to say: "for, you idiot, do not you see I'm still here?" If she stayed in the box as a kind of relief to all those expel evils before.
And this is the engine that makes us keep trying, little at times, totally perish at first sight, you have to look like a foolish child. The same is using the extinguisher before the fire, gives you a couple of slaps and makes you get up, wash off the dirt from the clothes and say, "Well, what comes next."
sometimes hard to see, sometimes the housing must be open long before that little hope can grow and shut, and help us start again ...
But you have to give it time, and meanwhile we must not allow the Pandora's box is full of evil, we must go them out of a little, as they gradually become noticeable. Sometimes reality
kills any hope, but at least it is his brother, sleep, often revives those little of how it needed to continue.
Maybe in this post is not well clarified everything I would like to say on this topic, but ... keep looking for the best way to explain my theory = P
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