On beheading the manikin, the King breaks off the sugar nose which flies into his mouth. Surprised by its sweetness, he regrets his brutal deed. The girl emerges from under the bed, revealing her ruse to the King who falls in love with her, vowing that he has been cured of his cruel aberration by the sweetness he has experienced. He decides to marry the girl who accepts his proposal.
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A nice fairy tale.
But the reality? "You don't know what you've lost till it's gone."
...appreciate until its' lost? the difference between "mourning" and thereby surmounting grief... and melancholy, depression, and not being able to complete the Oedipal Complex problem.... for civilization itself depends upon this melancholia induced from the desire to kill a parent... andlater regretting that earlier feeling...blinding ones-self to the earlier desire and establishing a totem to serve as fetish for the repressed tabboo.
There is no "acceptance" in melancholy... it's all denial. But once accepted, the "sickness" of depression and perpetual denial "evaporates".
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