Let me begin by painting you a vivid picture...I was sitting in my lounge when I was suddenly hit by the realisation of how crap my life had become...I reeled at the reality, my mind imagined all my physical wounds and I saw and felt the scalpel slash my hands, the back of the hand axe smash my face
The mark of a successful man is one that has spent an entire day on the bank of a river without feeling guilty about it.
This piece is for those of us who have been plagued by suffering and have so often wondered, why me? What did I ever do wrong? Why does my God hate me so?
We are surrounded by humans, everywhere we go; there they are, walking, talking, eating, laughing, crying and sometimes shouting. So why do some of us choose to be far away from the noise and energy of the human, as they scurry around, busying themselves with their important day to day routines.
What if 15 soldiers with today’s technology and equipment traveled back in time to 1453 Constantinople in just prior to the siege. We know they can but will they agree to significantly influence the events and outcome?