A Conversation With Yeshua

Jesus told me his name wasn’t Jesus.
That in fact he hated that name.
The name he liked to be called was Yeshua.

Scribes need shooting. Yeshua said to me in a haunting whisper. They are not to betrusted.I told him that I hated religion. It is such a potent poison, its a tool for division. Religion is more dangerous than heroin.

Yeshua read my thoughts which I had tried to keep from him and smiled. He shed atear and then kissed my cheek.

Yeshua told me he was not the son of god, not as portrayed in the New Testament. He said each one of us is a seed of divinity.Yeshua said that one life is not enough to learn the infinite mysteries of this school. Many, many lives are required to reach thelevel necessary to leave this sphere.

Yeshua told me he was in a deep meditation when the Cosmos opened up his Third Eye. He said the experience changed every cell in his body, that he could sense atransformation from the cellullar level.He said he was able to see beings who had been there watching his progress. These beings, Yeshua said, knew that he was to be a great spiritual Teacher. From thatmoment on, Yeshua said, that his life was not his own, but that was a necessary pricehe had to pay.

(this is a new story I am working on, it has its roots in my gnosticism; which I believe to be a true representation of Christianity. I look forward to your comments on this small piece, which may groww into something else!)