Pandora The Story Pt1
I was idealistic once, maybe I still am. It is time for the story to be told…
Helena encouraged me to search within myself, to challenge my outlook and opened my eyes to a future, not just for myself but for society. She had a passion for activism, co-operation and a better future. Outraged by the actions of the few which destroy the lives of the many she strived to challenge the status quo, to rally support and inject purpose into the multitude of social causes that were unconnected in structure but united in purpose.
Her vision was one of simplicity – a place for everyone to live, a society that strives to sustain itself and encourage creative growth, to live in harmony with our surroundings. She pictured that village, that town, that city, the place where we truly belonged. A collective responsibility to counter the age which lacked it in totality, which placed material gain at the pinnacle of human achievement, which saw individualism and accolade as validation of existence.
I adored that idealism and purpose, but I don’t think I ever truly believed it was possible. I should have listened, I should have taken a different path.