Friday, March 31, 2017

The Wise Man & the Golden Temple

"Caesar, what have you noticed?" Septimius asked, while sharpening his sword.
"I've noticed doubt in the people. They don't believe in anything. They've become heathens," Caesar replied.
Septimius pointed the tip of his sword towards an empty lot of land.
"I want you to build a temple made of pure gold on that empty lot of land. If the people come there to seek God's help, then I want you to bless them. If they come as tourist, then I want you to bring them to their knees."
Caesar yielded to the instructions of Septimius and ordered his men to build the golden temple. Once it was done, people from all over came to marvel at its wonder, but no one came to seek God's help. When Caesar saw this he consulted with a wise man.
"What shall I do? I don't have the guts to punish my people. They've suffered enough paying my taxes." Caesar said to the wise man.
The wise man pointed to the East.
"Your enemies fear god and have nothing, while your people don't believe in anything and have everything."
After the wise man spoke these words, he left the presence of Caesar. When he left, Caesar stood in his chamber and watched from a distance as his people rejoiced in their abundance. He felt a tremble in his spine as he observed them marveling at the amazement of the golden temple. Caesar then fell to his knees.
"O Lord, why have we forgotten thee. I submit my will to thee, for you've been good to us and we as your people have forgotten thee. Our enemies seek to destroy us. Should we fight for our possessions or should we fight for you O Lord?"
Seeing the distress symbol from his chamber, Septimius raised the black flag and let the enemy into the gates. The war seemed endless, and even in defeat, no one went into the temple to seek God's help; the black flag continued to fly. It was evident that they had given up on the hope of great spirits. The people had started to do all kinds of unlawful things. There were so many beliefs that they had become confused and weak. The people had become heartless. In the darkness of war, the enemy reached Caesar's chamber, put him in chains, and in revenge of being deprived under his rule for so long, they cut off his head. The wise man recorded everything that he saw while in the basement praying in the golden temple. Once the war was over, and Caesar's kingdom was no more, the wise man escaped to a village where most of the survivors had fled to. He began to preach to the survivors and they now understood that nothing mattered without a belief in God. The people now understood why a nation must believe in something greater than what's on earth. While the East rejoiced in their new plunder, the West secretly regrouped in a village. There was a new hunger to get to the temple built by Caesar. There was a new hunger to seek God's help. When Septimius saw this, he opened the gates for the West to take back their land. Filled with rage, they concurred the East with an army of just five hundred soldiers. Rejoicing in their victory, they formed a new nation, the West would never forget to seek God's help again. The End.