As human beings we are torn. We want more stuff, better relationships, richer experiences and to be known and appreciated and applauded. Our insecurities are legion and they hound us into frenetic activity as we try to quiet the shrieking, howling feverish monkey of our mind.
In his time he may have been the most powerful man in the world
He came in fashionably late and occupied his cushioned seat atop the intricately carved marble structure upon which his throne rested.
It was a hot tropical morning but his heavy robes actually kept him cool and shielded from the searing wind. His diadem laden crown felt heavy and he refrained from turning his head for fear that it would fall.
He looked at the pulsing, seething crowd below and, instantly, they fell to their knees in homage. A far larger crowd had gathered outside the mammoth, red sandstone, walls of his palace.
There was anger in the air but it was rapidly changing to fear.
He was about to help that transformation accelerate.
Today was not an ordinary court day. Today he would let his subjects know what happened when they forgot that he, and he alone, was their divinely appointed ruler.
He leaned forward slightly to look directly below him. A dozen naked men were there, each held in chains by two burly guards. They were in sorry shape. Many had broken limbs with white bones showing through torn skin. Flesh, charred with branding irons, was suppurating.
One was comatose and only the chains kept him upright.
They had all confessed. Under enhanced interrogation from his most skilled intelligence officers they had given up comrades and exposed the conspiracy. Even now his horsemen were pursuing the one surviving leader. He would soon be captured.
Now it was time to teach his subjects a lesson they would never forget. Keep Reading
I have fielded many calls in the recent past from persons in the grip of strong emotions, primarily anger and fear.
Do you become angry and afraid? Have you ever wondered why?