Monday 23 June 2014

Jesus The Who?


In one of my blogs of yesterday I made what may have sounded like a couple of disparaging remarks about Christianity and Jesus.  I'd like to set that record straight - a bit - with a story:


When the former Pope who, even during his incarnation, was quoted as saying, about the Church's Lord and Savior, 'What profit has not that fable of Christ brought us!' - died and opened his inner eyes (a bit fearfully, it has been assumed), he saw that he was in heaven.  Or rather, for all he knew, what he considered to be heaven, not, er, that other place.  Although it could have been the interim place; and The Church was, after all, right on that score.  In any event, he saw a man sitting beside him, and - somehow - instantly knew that the man was his mentor.  And that he had some answering to do.

"Well," he said, hesitantly.  "I made a right mess of it, didn't I."

"You certainly did," replied his mentor; not in an accusatory manner, simply as acknowledging a statement of fact.

"Hey - how come I know that I have to go back in there, and make amends for my sins, and all that stuff?"

"Because your memory is beginning to return to you.  Understand, that you have to be put in a dimmer.  If you remembered everything while in incarnation - while in the realm of Duality and polarity, and supposed separation from Source - it wouldn't be a real test, would it."

"Oh.  Yes.  Right.  Well; that makes sense…

"So," the former pope continued, stoically, "I guess you've got some nice juicy hair shirts for me to have to wear this time, and grovel a lot at the feet of my former, er, inferiors; right?"

"Not quite.  You see, when your memory returns completely, you will remember that you decide your roles in the ongoing Drama."

"Oh.  - Hey; you're pretty clever, you folks.  You probably figured that we would be harder on ourselves than you lot might have been." 

"We don't decide these things," replied the mentor, with a touch of obvious patience, for a dunce of a pupil.    

"No.  I guess…that makes sense," replied the former pope, duly chastened.

"It's all for educational purposes, you understand," said the mentor, with some degree of amelioration, for his still-disoriented pupil.

"Yes.  I…can see that.  I mean, I can…understand that.  Hey; how does this work?  I apparently don't have a body.  How am I…"

"All in good time," said the mentor.  "Now, let's head on over to the next Station."

"Station.  Of…"

"Of your Return."  

"Oh.  Whew.  I was worried…"

"That you got that wrong, too?"

"Yes.  That…sort of thing."

"Don't worry," said the mentor, easily.  "There are a lot of things that souls get wrong in their incarnations.  Take this 'Jesus' business.  That was, in its essence, a metaphor.  We are all The Christ.  We're just at different stations of that cross to bear, as you might consider it."

"Consider it because…"

"Because it is such a lofty place, of consciousness, to inhabit.  But we all get there, in the end," concluded the mentor, on what he might have considered a bright note.  

As his pupil joined him, obviously deep in thought, he added, "Got a ways to go yet, don't you."

"I certainly do," replied the properly chastened former pope-cum-pupil.   

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Not to belabor the point.  Just to make it: that we have some homework to engage in, to get ourselves up to speed, about a lot of things; and those include the true story of Jesus of Nazareth.  Or Edessa.  Or wherever he was from.  Or if he even was; outside of a long line of such astro-theological figures. 

Some suggestions for that homework:

By Acharya S/D.M. Murdock:

'The Christ Conspiracy: The Greatest Story Ever Sold'
'Christ In Egypt: The Horus-Jesus Connection'
'Suns Of God: Krishna, Buddha and Christ Unveiled'
'Who Was Jesus?: Fingerprints of The Christ'


By Barbara G. Walker: 'Man Made God'


By Ralph Ellis:

'Jesus, Last of the Pharaohs'
'King Jesus'
Jesus, King of Edessa'


By Tony Bushby:

'The Bible Fraud'
'The Secret in the Bible'
'The Crucifixion of Truth'
'The Twin Deception'


…and, of course, it goes on.  And on.

And on.


Got a ways to go yet; don't we.


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