There's a famous Greek story about a man who angered the gods.
His name was Promotheus. They were angry with him because he stole fire from the world of the gods and brought it to the world of men.
And with fire, man became very powerful.
His fear diminished, his food began to cook,his home became warm, and he became protected from wild animals. And the stronger man became, the less he cared about the gods. Prayer and worship diminished.
Promotheus must have been the first scientist to create fire. The gods became very angry because their ritual was completely disrupted. The entire system collapsed.
Man was not afraid, he was not shaken. He had his own fire to protect him.
You can't even imagine how man must have been without fire. He was so terrified! He couldn't sleep at night because of the wild animals! The nights were terribly dark. There was nothing but fear. At night, wild animals would take away children, men, and wives; it would become apparent in the morning. The night was terrifying.
The fear of that still lingers in man's heart.
Millions of years have passed, but fear still creeps in at night. In your unconscious, you are still the same man who didn't have fire. Then, fire provided protection. Fire is the greatest invention. Even today, no greater invention has been made than fire. Even the atom bomb is not that great.
The gods were angry with Prometheus. They expelled him from heaven and sent him to earth. Then, to torment him, to make him suffer, they created a woman. That woman's name is Pindora. They created her very beautiful. The god of beauty gave her beauty, the god of wisdom gave her talent, the god of dance filled her feet with dance, the god of music adorned her voice with music;
All these gods together created Pindora.
There cannot be a woman as beautiful as Pindora; Because all the creative power of all the gods was focused on her.
They sent her to earth to corrupt Prometheus. And while accompanying her, they gave her a box—a very famous box: Pindora's Ark—and said, "Don't open it."
Never open it by mistake.
The gods wanted her to open it. So they said, "Don't open it, don't open it by mistake."
"Don't open it, no matter what!"
"By nature, the gods are clever and cunning. They instill curiosity about the thing you want to open, saying, 'Don't open it.' It's appropriate. If they hadn't said anything, Pindora might have forgotten about the box. But from that day on, she wondered day and night what was in it.
It was a beautiful box, studded with diamonds and jewels.
Finally, one day, she couldn't control herself.
She woke up in the middle of the night and opened the box.
As soon as she opened the box, she was terrified. From it emerged terrible enemies of mankind—anger, greed, attachment, lust, fear, jealousy, envy! Just like Pandora's box, it opened, and all these ghosts and spirits emerged and spread across the earth. In panic, she closed the box, but it was too late. Everyone had left, and only one element remained in the box; that element's name is hope.
Everyone else left, and the box closed.
Only hope remained inside.
The meaning of the story is that greed, lust, and anger—torment you from without. Hope torments you from within.
Hope means imagination! Dream! Rainbow! Not as it is,
Her wish. Her belief that it will never be as it is.
You know in your real moments that this will never happen, but when the dream grips you, you too begin to believe that it will. Hope is locked inside, in that Pandora's box—the fantasy, the web of hope.
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