The lightning rod.

Once a warrior from Sparta returned home after the war with the Persians.Being one of the best he had fought the fiercest battalion of the Persians. He was said to have used bones of wild animals to make weapons to kill the Persians after his original weapons had worn out. He was invited to Athens where he was awarded the best warrior to have stuck to the fight when the toughest would have given up.
The lords and generals in the parliament asked " after having done what you have done..how do you feel". To this he answered "I feel ..nothing"."No really you have to tell us, it is not a mere achievement, how do you feel?""I feel nothing...nothing really"
"how can you feel nothing?". "After all you are in a position one would want to be ever since a spartan is born..this glory ...this honor...this acknowledgment of your excellent endurability..consummation of your existence"
The spartan with a smile on his face said" Once there was a Heavy storm during the war.The sea nearby was roaring and the sky was delivering bolts of lightning. The weather was so heavy that it had paralyzed the war.
There was a lightning rod in the center of our tent. We knew what it was going through. We were scattered to the boundaries of the tent.
After the storm abated a bit, I went up to the rod and asked what it feels like.
It said ........
"I feel nothing""