The Box is not the Present. All we see on this plane is but a metaphor of Consciousness.
The chirping of birds and twittering of insects are all its murmurings.
The brilliance of flowers and colors of grasses are none other than its patterns.
Do not confuse what you see as real. It is always but the metaphor.
The Box is not the present.
You are here to understand the metaphor and thereby remember from where you saw it and from where you came.
And where you still remain