Marry Jesus

I, Jesus, exist everywhere, and in everything. I am the start, the middle, and the end of everything. I exist. If you want to believe, believe. If you don’t want to believe, don’t believe. But there is no mathematics in this world that can either prove or disprove my existence. So, if you have wasted your time trying to read this post of whosoever has dared to try to write about me, please read on for a while longer and it may help you understand why you call the year you live in 2009 A.D.

For it is my advent that you are all, consciously or unconsciously measuring as you count the years you have lived. It is my advent that you celebrate every Christmas and New Year. Some amongst you believe that I can come back from the dead. To those I say, I can only come back from the dead through your hearts. If you believe in your hearts that a clone DNA can be replicated and brought back to live after a few thousand years, then you are free to believe. If you believe that DNA cannot be replicated and no individual has any way of ‘reincarnating’, having once been slain in the cross, then believe that. I have nothing to prove to you.

The Virgin Mary was a Virgin. My mother’s name was Mary and so was my Girlfriends. And through my sperm and yogic artificial insemination did she revive one part of me from the dead. The other part never died after the crucification. I was buried alive in a chamber built by my wealthy friend John who ensured that the chamber had an escape route that allowed me to leave the site of burial without a trace. After leaving Jesusalem I spent many years in different parts of the world in different names. And in the process my followers grew and I was able to establish the religion of Christianity which is now the community with the most wealth and power in the world.

And not just wealth and power is what it desires – it desires true unconditional love. The love of a mother for her child and of her child for her mother. The west still has not been able to experience that. For these followers of mine, who still seek to understand true love, the most important message of my gospel…. For them I promise, that one day I will come back with my book of love and teach them again what I had taught to the world 2000 years ago. That is my dream.

Till then, I ask you Father – the one and only God who I have worshiped my entire life – please forgive my followers, for they know not what they do. For I was crucified and taken away from them before I could complete my teachings to them. For their deliverance, I pray to you father. Please bring me back to life one day. The day you think that the people who now call themselves Christians are ready for an upgrade to Gospel Version 2.0. A Man. As the Son of a Man shall I walk amidst them once again. That is my prayer to you, O God Almighty. The Omniscient and Omnipotent one.

My last prayer to you. Let thy will, not mine be done.