A man who goes into a restaurant and blatantly disrespects the servers shows a strong discontent with his own being. Deep down he knows that restaurant service is the closest thing he will ever experience to being served like a king.

Sometimes it takes a lowly, title-less man to humble the world. Kings, rulers, CEOs, judges, doctors, pastors, they are already expected to be greater and wiser.

The one thing I'll be: Me - whatever that might mean; and even if nothing, in that I'll still be king.

In my understanding, there are a number of souls, particularly those of the crowd, who are forever subconsciously looking for a mere human system or human being to be a godlike figure for the masses: one to wear the crown, to take the throne...which is why it seems for the lives of them they can barely cope when they feel the wrong one is holding that throne.

I'm a lion in a strange land.

Like royalty disguised in rags, those who live to serve undertake a higher calling which many folks overlook.