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The hardest task

Ancient Greeks had a tale about Kronos, King of Titans, and Lord of Time. He defeated his father, The Sky, and he thought that one of his children would defeat him when the time comes, so he had decided to eat all of the kids his wife Rhea, Titanide of the Earth, give birth. The last of this children was Zeus, and his mother, tired of the custom of her husband, hid the child and send Kronos a Stone instead.

And several years later, Zeus, as cupper of Kronos, gave him a cup of water and salt, provoking Kronos puked the other gods (Posidon, Hades, Demeteris, Hera... And the stone, which felt in the center of Helenican Peninsula, and lots of centuries later, men take it and send it to the Apollo's Temple of Delphi, establishing there "The center of the world"

In that temple, sposedly built after Apollo killed the snake that chased he, his sister and his mother, priests gave advice to the pilgrims, no matter they where Kings or peasants. For instance Philippo II King of Macedonia ("The Bull is crowned, the Butcher is ready") or his son Alexander III, who didn't conform himself with the talk of the priests, but he grabbed the phitya and forced her to gave speech for him (but... But... It is absolutely impossible to resist to you rascal...).

That Temple had, and have yet today a motto: "Know yourselve". Crater, one of Alexander 's general and companion, asked his King about the motto. "it is the most difficult and hardest task one could do my friend. You only can know whatever be whitin you through years of struggle, study and reflexion. There are lots of men that fail in that task and go to The Underworld not knowing who really they are. If you are strong and patient enough, you can be able to domain yourself, and make this motto true".

So, remember, it takes years to finally became the men or the women one is meant to be. You need hard work, tons of patience, endurance, and you must be ready to confront yourself, in order to know yourself.

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