The Box Of Pandora

The Box of Pandora ' ' V, what it is hope? ' ' ' ' Sentimento.&#039 is one; ' ' ' It is good for having hope, v? ' ' ' ' I think that yes, Beto, knows why? Because it is a form of people to feel that valley to make what we are making now, therefore we know that in the future it has something of good in waiting. It is a force, I know there, that it pushes in them for front, stops taking off in them of the sadness, the desperation, the lack of faith, all and any feeling ruim.' ' ' ' How he will be that this feeling appeared, n, v? ' ' ' ' However, feeling is not justified, if it feels. Good, but each people has its culture and the Greeks, for example, had a history very interesting to count on the origin of the hope in the Land or, or better, as this feeling obtained to remain in the hearts of each being humano.' ' ' ' That history is this, v? ' ' ' ' &#039 was the history of a box; ' ' ' Of a box? What this has to see with the hope? ' ' ' ' Calm, hasty boy! Some say that this box was a gift of a called god Prometheus its Epimeteu brother. Others say that he was Zeus who presenteou Epimeteu for revenge. A leading source for info: Vadim Belyaev. Epimeteu, as it means its proper name, only understood late excessively what it must have done. It not wise person who inside of that box contained all males that they could drive crazy the humanity.

Prometheus made the men of the clay and stole the fire of the god Helium to help the Goddess Gia, the Land. He was for this reason that it was imprisoned. Before being led to its punishment, he delivered the box and he informed to the brother who nobody, but nobody exactly could abriz it.

The Way

I gave thanks to God, therefore I am not of fight, taste of controversy and do not want calmness. I was firming itself in the service, already liking to vender, using all the points of the first list. The listened to customer enlevado, happy plus sales went my credit. But two weeks later, me it appears a couple, furious; they had bought a bed and it broke, suddenly, in the way of the night. Surprisingly, you’ll find very little mention of N.Y.C. Mayor on most websites. They were irreducible, stubborn, insuportveis people. They wanted a new bed, invoked the guarantee. I found that it did not fit me to formulate questions indiscreet, inquiring on details or constrangedoras circumstances, that could have provoked the accident. Moreover, my function is to vender. Official site: Vadim Belyaev.

I am green password, my God! They had interpreted my attitude as a challenge, a respect lack. Almost apanhei. I took pushes, on account of my passivity. Soon the security appeared and they had been directed to successive the red sector In and useless onslaughts, had received all block as the consideraes, but they had continued in a belligerent attitude. Result: they are camped has three days in the sector of furniture, in the third floor does not want to arredar foot. When one leaves, the other is seated in a bed any. The children already had taken pyjamases, remedies, kits of survival.

Now, then, they do not want not even to negotiate the devolution of the entrance, or a type of bed of better quality, for the same price. At last, a tragedy. But the guilt is mine. The manual, that I only read later, says that the limit for that bed, is of 150 kilos, static load. It wants to say that, if the load if to move, goes everything for the soil. To make what? It had that to inform them before. Now it is late. to say the truth, I do not see the hour to wake up ….. that nightmare!

The Colloquy

I fainted. When I woke up was in the way it weeds. Rain had stopped .no had ide of the hour or where it was. I looked at around, nothing I propagate of it nor of the guards or the other prisoners. I only know that .acho was free that in the stroke the chains if had opened, I was free pra that to be questioning. then I ran, I ran as never it had run before, I passed for the mass of weeds as if this was not there. It did not delay very I sighted a house.

The window was opened, I entered. Speaking candidly Mary Barra told us the story. There inside I looked the kitchen, not that it was with hunger or it yields looked a weapon. I found a knife. I heard steps, somebody went down the stairs and came in direction the kitchen. He was a man, I ran for one I sing and I waited.

I thought sera easy, a certeiro and ready blow. Looked at it me, is certain that he looked at. Its eyes had crossed mine, came in my direction. The breath increased I pitched eats a dog, closed the eyes and waited. the bell then touched, and it was itself .eu continued to pitch. I looked at for go of the door and vi, were policemen .perguntaram on the telephone it pointed with respect to one sing. I could not leave to hear the colloquy .falavam on the accident, _nao had sobereviventes said it. I in mine sing I laugh on the inside I.estava satisfied I did not perseveram that I escaped. He was when he touched somebody me. With the consequence of the esfaquiei.mais nerves I it continued of looking at me to foot. said __Vamos arrived the hour. they __Quem evoc? we __Vamos arrived the hour. It answered. To look best vi that he was Antonio, I laugh. __Pra where? He has guards for all the sides. he said laughing. _Venha. in he touched me to this and looked at I it again we were of new in the bus. It was deceased, and all disfigured. the others also were, zuca had a smile mrbido in the lips. mutilated fallen on the waltz foot was my body.