Monday 22 October 2018

Cassandra

Ayard, once you hold an independent will and you own your views, male or female, you tend to become a Cassandra, metaphorically speaking that is. You'd be known for knowing and speaking the truth, yet disliked not for what you say, but what you know, and by those who tend to get hurt by the truth.

Just that unlike beautiful Cassandra, folks' dismissal of your valid warnings and concerns isn't because your predictions are cursed to be disbelieved, but because it's you, and so it's safe to say that it's deliberate.

Well, that's why you'd keep getting vindicated like, "didn't I tell you so? This too could've been averted if only you'd listened." A Cassandra state of mind is a blessings but often taken for granted, and those who do so always live to regret it, because they'd know you're right, or at least sense it, yet choose to ignore you, even though eventually, your predictions invariably happen.

In case you don't know Cassandra, in Greek mythology, she was the daughter of King Priam and Queen Hecuba of Troy. She had the gift of prophecy from Apollo who after she refused his amorous advances cursed the gift so that her prophecies would never be believed, but interesting, to the detriment of her community.

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