“The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to
the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer
experience.”
Telling a story of your own city’s fall isn’t an
easy thing. It’s just feeling the hurt and experiencing the pain once more. As
Aeneas entails his, I felt sympathy just like I was him, taking pity over
myself. It’s undeniably isn’t as simple as it could be, to feel the ache you’ve
suffered from. But that doesn’t mean that you’ll leave it the way it had hurt
you on your own.
Aeneas himself is destined to found Rome. Fated to,
he made use of Troy’s fall as his guide. He managed to get through, imagining
how his city fell. His experiences have made him strong. Aeneas learned to
struggle through sufferings. They were defeated by the enemies whom had fooled
on them. But still, he remained standing, guiding and controlling his army. He
has leaded them towards hopefulness filled with power and strength to fight
everything. He learned to figure it out with the way things moved on.
Weakness and faint-heartedness were not a setback
to him. And with that, I even changed the feeling of sympathy I have in me. I
just thought it like simple sacrifices. I felt the eagerness inside me wanting
to learn how to get up. These sacrifices made me think that they were meant to
be the purpose to live and the pursuit for something new. It is merely rising
up for the better, leaving the past a direction towards further happenings.
Life could be of pleasures, but could also be of difficulties. Just as it is,
failure is the condiment that gives success its flavour.
Informal
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