The myth of Latona and the Rustics was one that I found rather confusing. But of what I understood, I could see that this is a myth that expresses how we humans can come to consider ourselves so godly, that we have taken from nature and even from ourselves the right to water, the indispensable need. This is a need that we cannot live without and we have led it to becoming scarce even for our race. In many places around the world, people live fighting for a single drop of water and yet many of us waste it as if it would last forever. Here, I believe water can be used as a metaphor for life. Latona is nature, and nature is the one who truly values life, taknig only what it needs to survive, adn begging from us, the Rustics, who have taken control, convinced of the belief that we own it. We pretend to own everything. We stubburnly insist upon the belief that the world belongs to us. But in fact it should be the other way around, we should belong to the world. And as it is expressed at the end of the myth, we will end up drowned in our own greed, not even enjoying what we have so much of, or what we thought we had so much of.

The story of Baucis and Philemon was one that I feel inspired my thoughts. This is a myth that speaks of the humbleness that we very few possess. Several of us, although we may deny it, find that if we are not offered a reward, we do not act humbly or generously. Our nature relies in finding comfort for ourselves and thus pays no attention to that of others. I long very much to possess true humility, and I am sure that many of who I believe are greedy long for it too, but it is our instinct to look out for no one but our own selves. This myth, I believe, teaches us that with greater innocence and what could be called blind generosity can come an even greater reward. When we do things aware that we will be congratulated, we do it for the delight of the prize, instead of for the purpose of the deed. Yet I have hope that one day I shall become a person who can do favours and deeds with no desire of recognition, but instead for the personal peace of knowing that I have helped both myself and those in need.

In the myth of Glaucus and Scylla I find a common reference to unrequited love. The love that has so many experts and that presents itself in so many of our daily lives. To love alone is to love in vain, and in this myth, that same love comes forth. What I think is just completely irrelevant is that he who does not love back is punished by the one who wishes their love. And as sad as it sounds, it does happen. Some of us seek vendetta because of the simple fact that they do not and will not feel the same way, and this is truly unfair, for we should not torture them because they don’t love us, love is a sentiment that is uncertain, for we may also be thinking that we are very much in love with someone, when in fact all we feel for them is pure and utter lust.