Dateline Gethsemane 0033 AD
“ I just don’t want to be god.”
“I am not, in any way, god.”
“I am, I guess, a thinker.
“And apparently thinkers are not welcome here.”
“The bald red guy just made a pitch”
“He said if I went with him I would be King – of something – I wasn’t sure of what.”
“He said the Jews are against me.”
“I am a Jew.”
“But…”
“I know that they want to kill me.
“My people, I mean.”
“The Jews, I mean…”
“I know that…”
“The Romans don’t give a shit.”
“But I also know that …”
“The Jews want me gone.”
“And so Pilate washed his hands.”
“And then – I do have some connection with things that I do not understand - there is the future.”
“Those son of a bitches from Rome – I see a bunch of them in the future gathering at Nicaea – and saying that I was/am/will be/and forever must be - be god.”
“Or the son of god.”
“In some weird triumvirate that gets around polytheism.”
“Which indicts me to being Divinity.”
“I am not.”
“Divinity.”
“I am and always will be, a man who hoped for the best from his fellows, and who tried to teach a few of them.”
“But it all went off the tracks somewhere about AD 325.”
“How sad.”
God, I hate this.”
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