But wait, Echo is cursed! She (like a lot of girls, actually) MUST have the last word in a conversation, making it terribly difficult for her love life. When they meet in the woods, Narcissus is having none of that, and brushes Echo off like a small leaf that's fallen on his shoulder, never to think about her again.
Echo is crushed. I'm sure she went home, put on a pair of sweatpants, cracked open a half gallon of Rocky Road and had her a good cry. I'm sure The Notebook was thrown in there, too. Anyway the grief killed her, apparently, and her voice remains in the mountains.
Angry, the gods decided to curse Narcissus for his, well, narcissistic behavior. One day as he is walking by a small pond, Narcissus happens to notice a beautiful water creature peering up at him. He looks at it, doesn't understand that it is his face he is looking at, and says "Why, what a gorgeous specimen. I must have you!" He leans toward the water and as soon as he hits it, the creature disappears. Narcissus gets frustrated and probably throws a nice little hissy fit until eventually... the creature is back!
This goes on for a while, and Narcissus dies of starvation because he can't bear to tear himself away.. from himself. And that's the story of Echo and Narcissus.
I try to be around people that are generally altruistic. Narcissistic people, while they have some character flaws, don't really bother me that much. They're kind of funny to me, just the way they behave.
But really, I enjoy seeing what people think about themselves, and how it contrasts with what I or others think about them. It never really gets annoying unless they get rude and start putting other people down because of their monstrous ego. And that's where I stand on that.
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