Why would someone need a box? Is it need or is it a fear of not letting things move by themselves to a place where it does not belong. Or should I say it’s more of retaliation of person who is treated as a thing and is now inside a box. The day things become alive and the soul is set free the box becomes nothing but a toy to play with. Not every thing is mend to be slave of our desire of control over them. But at least setting our own soul free is every souls actual nature. So I guess playing with a box makes more sense to my soul.