Have any of you heard about the myth of Narcissus ? The Hellenic version interests me. It begins with this boy, Ameinias, who fell in love with Narcissus. Narcissus was displeased becaused nobody suited his supposed elegant grace. He spurned Ameinias, and made him commit suicide in front of his eyes. Fortunately Ameinias was not a brute. He prayed to Nemesis to exact revenge on Narcissus. The next day, Narcissus was out amid the woods and stumbled upon a pond where he fell in love with his reflection. He could not keep his eyes off of the beautiful man looking straight at him. He sat there until he perished. That is why they say that the Narcissus Flower is still found beside waterbanks admiring its reflection.
Strange and unimaginable that some people can take that shape or form. TO not care
about the people around them because they are not worthy. There are some who classify themselves as people who have far superior skills or knowledge in an area of interests than those which surround them. Morality kicks in and obviously that leads you no where. Pushing aside men because their worth is questionable. I doubt Narcissus ever stayed and thought about how this person's life was affected because of me. He walked or skipped, frolicking in rapture. There is no room for you Narcissus. Go look at yourself in the pond. Call Icarus and tell him to fly you close to the sun. Tell the fates to cut your string and ask Hades to paddle you across the River Styx. Let others care for those you have wounded. It's better of with you, yourself, and well...you.
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