The myth of Pandoras box Iseult Gillespie
Curiosity:
a blessing, or a curse?
The paradoxical nature of this trait
was personified for the ancient Greeks
in the mythical figure of Pandora.
According to legend,
she was the first mortal woman,
whose blazing curiosity set a chain
of earth-shattering events in motion.
Pandora was breathed into being
by Hephaestus, God of fire,
who enlisted the help of his divine
companions to make her extraordinary.
From Aphrodite she received the capacity
for deep emotion;
from Hermes she gained
mastery over language.
Athena gave the gift of fine craftsmanship
and attention to detail,
and Hermes gave her her name.
Finally, Zeus bestowed
two gifts on Pandora.
The first was the trait of curiosity,
which settled in her spirit and sent
her eagerly out into the world.
The second was a heavy box, ornately
curved, heavy to hold –
and screwed tightly shut.
But the contents, Zeus told her,
were not for mortal eyes.
She was not to open the box
under any circumstance.
On earth, Pandora met and fell in love
with Epimetheus, a talented titan
who had been given the task
of designing the natural world by Zeus.
He had worked alongside
his brother Prometheus,
who created the first humans
but was eternally punished
for giving them fire.
Epimetheus missed his brother desperately,
but in Pandora he found another
fiery-hearted soul for companionship.
Pandora brimmed with excitement
at life on earth.
She was also easily distracted
and could be impatient,
given her thirst for knowledge and desire
to question her surroundings.
Often, her mind wandered to the contents
of the sealed box.
What treasure was so great it could never
be seen by human eyes,
and why was it in her care?
Her fingers itched to pry it open.
Sometimes she was convinced
she heard voices whispering
and the contents rattling around inside,
as if straining to be free.
Its enigma became maddening.
Over time, Pandora became more and more
obsessed with the box.
It seemed there was a force beyond her
control that drew her to the contents,
which echoed her name louder and louder.
One day she could bear it no longer.
Stealing away from Epimetheus,
she stared at the mystifying box.
She’d take one glance inside,
then be able to rid
her mind of it forever…
But at the first crack of the lid,
the box burst open.
Monstrous creatures and horrendous sounds
rushed out in a cloud of smoke and swirled
around her, screeching and cackling.
Filled with terror,
Pandora clawed desperately at the air
to direct them back into their prison.
But the creatures surged out
in a gruesome cloud.
She felt a wave of foreboding
as they billowed away.
Zeus had used the box as a vessel
for all the forces of evil
and suffering he’d created –
and once released,
they were uncontainable.
As she wept,
Pandora became aware of a sound echoing
from within the box.
This was not the eerie
whispering of demons,
but a light tinkling that seemed
to ease her anguish.
When she once again lifted
the lid and peered in,
a warm beam of light rose out
and fluttered away.
As she watched it flickering in the wake
of the evil she’d unleashed,
Pandora’s pain was eased.
She knew that opening the box
was irreversible –
but alongside the strife, she’d set hope
forth to temper its effects.
Today, Pandora’s Box suggests
the extreme consequences
of tampering with the unknown –
but Pandora’s burning curiosity also
suggests the duality that lies
at the heart of human inquiry.
Are we bound to investigate everything
we don’t know,
to mine the earth for more –
or are there some mysteries
that are better left unsolved?