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Reluctance of a Messiah to Make His Comeback

Updated on November 16, 2016
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Val is a life-long student of psycho-philosophy of living, and a devoted practitioner of many techniques enhancing personal evolution.

Our World Is Not a Reflection of Any Holy Teachings
Our World Is Not a Reflection of Any Holy Teachings

Those Books Not Taken Seriously

In a very distant past there probably were a few real, flesh and bone messiahs - but this story is not about any of those. What's left of them are merely some clumsily told stories, and they must have been told clumsily - according to the state of the world - since hardly anybody is taking them seriously.

Then, some time during all those past eons, according to history, there must have been some real love-and-wisdom worlds - but this story is not about any of those either. History must have been retold clumsily as well, because no one seems to have learned anything from it, so it keeps repeating itself.

It's Not about Those Doing It  -  But the World Allowing It
It's Not about Those Doing It - But the World Allowing It

A Strange, Self-Sabotaging Breed

Well, as you can tell this far, this is going to be a story about a fictional messiah and a fictional world. Since fictional means "not real", why not tell about how unreal is this world of ours. Let's start from the top by saying how the air we breathe is not real, but a toxic mix of gasses; and climate that used to be real, now is all messed up.

The next essential substance for sustaining life - drinking water is a toxic cocktail mixed by mad scientists of corporate world, so we have to purify it first before drinking, but then we add to it chemicals that screw up our brains.

Our soil is drained of minerals, so we have to "enrich" our foods. And even our daily bread is not made of real wheat but a genetically engineered impostor causing all kinds of health problems. Meat is filled with pesticides, hormones, and antibiotics, fish with mercury, fruits are sprinkled with toxic fluids, and we are eating plastic foods from boxes.

Not satisfied with any of the above in our self-sabotaging passion - we have Big Pharma killing us with chemicals, our leaders are lying to us, our romantic music turned into screaming with notes, and universities are teaching from a paradigm that has been long overdue for replacement with something that benefits the mankind.

Those real personal contacts and conversations have turned into texting, and the story never ends of our artificial, plastic, phony, and messed up world with not much left of that pristine form that those peoples of the distant past enjoyed in their love-and-wisdom realities.


No Heart, No Brains to Get Rid of Poverty?
No Heart, No Brains to Get Rid of Poverty?

So We Fancy to Be Likable

I know, this gloomy and pessimistic inventory of our reality could not cheer anybody up, and I wouldn't even go there, while being a hard-core optimist, but that's what the fictional messiah of my story chooses to look at in his assessment of possible reasons for his return.

While all those could look like quite legitimate reasons for his reluctance, they are not all that he has in mind. Namely, sorry to say it, but he also doesn't like us. Now, don't anybody feel bad about it, because we don't like ourselves either, so it's O.K. If we did at all, we certainly wouldn't sabotage our happiness and health as we do, personally and globally.

Indeed, it takes an enemy, not a friend to treat ourselves and each other with so much disrespect and a lack of compassion, love, tolerance, whatever else is in the recipe in those Good Books never followed.

But hey, wait, these are not my words but his, my fictional messiah; and I am beginning to believe that you feel lucky it's only a fictional one. Imagine if one of those real ones paid us a one day visit before he would run for his life wherever he came from.

After a quick assessment of what we call the "human condition", he would probably tell us to stop praying to them and stop celebrating their names. They would hit us with some numbers - like a few billion people pretending to follow their Book of Unconditional Love, and another few billion equally pretending to follow their own - plus some of those that are standing on the sides and pretending they like what those billions are doing to this world.


One Way of another, We Are Causing Our Judgement Day  -  in Installments
One Way of another, We Are Causing Our Judgement Day - in Installments

Lucky Us, It's All Fictional

Yes, trust me, you are better off by being told all this by a fictional messiah. You may even imagine that, while being fictional he "doesn't really mean any of that", and maybe he is just looking at us with compassion and with a shrug says: "Forgive them, oh Father, because they don't know what they are doing".

Lucky us that the date of the Big Judgement keeps being postponed for some reason. Who knows why, the Big Boss is allegedly working in mysterious ways. Possibly he is still looking for a right bunch of decent folks to summon for his jury.

After a few false alarms, the mass of those heavy sinners started secretly giggling at those alarmists who obviously misread the Good Book. When asked about it, my fictional messiah had some interesting things to say.

No Heaven, No Hell, We Choose a Heavenly or Hellish Reality Right Here in This Life
No Heaven, No Hell, We Choose a Heavenly or Hellish Reality Right Here in This Life

Heaven and Hell Coexisting

According to him, we are already experiencing all heaven and hell there is. Apparently, no such a thing like an inferno to barbeque our sinful asses after the game is over; and as for heaven, well, it's around us just like hell is, and it's our choice in which of these two realities we want our souls to reside.

Furthermore, he says that we are so duped by our beliefs, as we obviously need someone with a halo around their head to tell us how divine and beautiful beings we are - so until we get that assurance we act like a bunch of pathetic village idiots, pissed off at ourselves and everyone else.

When I try to get his point, I think I see what he means - from ever and ever there have been those who are cooking their unsure asses in their own oil, and those who chose to be unforgivably happy. My fictional messiah actually confirmed my take of his message, after I asked him what kind of sermon he would give to the world if he was a real messiah.


The Only True Sermon Is the One Told by Our Hearts and Minds
The Only True Sermon Is the One Told by Our Hearts and Minds

Puzzle in a Sermon

After scratching behind ear, looking up for a moment, and pausing for few additional moments - like messiahs probably do before they have something of importance to disclose - his solemn and ghostly voice said:

"All right, but you know by now how all dudes of my trade use metaphors, and it will be up to you to decipher it properly.

There was this preacher who was reluctant to do his sermons. Some say he was plain lazy, others think that he was very wise. So, anyway, on the first Sunday of his service he is scanning over those heads of the sheep - you know, in our messiah's lingo he is a shepherd, and his congregation are the sheep.

Then he asks: "Do you know what I am going to talk about?" - The chorus of sheep said: "No, father, we don't". - With a displeased face the preacher said: "You must be some stupid bunch if you don't know why you came here" - and he left.

The following Sunday the same question comes up, and this time, the sheep not wanting to insult their shepherd smartly say: "Yes, father, we know". - upon which the preacher said: "Good, so you won't need me to say any of it" - and of course, he left again.

At the third time, with the same question being asked, now confused but smartened up sheep answer: "Well, some of us know, and some of us don't". - The preacher said: "Good, so let those who know tell those who don't." - and he left again. And that's all."

It's All Really about Walking on the Sunny Side of the Road  -  there Is Enough Room for Everybody Willing
It's All Really about Walking on the Sunny Side of the Road - there Is Enough Room for Everybody Willing

Anyone to Join Me?

I was just about to open my mouth to ask: "Could you be more specific about the moral of this story?", but then I bit my lip instead, suspecting what his answer would be: "Good, so find someone who can tell you". But, he must have read the question on my face because he disappeared, just like the preacher in his story.

The last I caught of him was that mysterious smirk. Then it suddenly dawned on me, he didn't mean that I should ask, but tell those who might want to know "why messiahs are not returning".

So hey, anyone out there, is anybody interested? Listen up. It's because there is enough of us who know, and if those others don't want to ask - let them keep frying their ignorant asses in their home-made, self-made and cheap hells.

Allegedly, we can all be happy and smart and we don't need a messiah, we need to smarten up on our own. And just like that preacher did, messiah would anyway leave us upon realizing that we "know", and he would also leave us if we didn't, for our reluctance to use our own heads.

So, is there anybody to join me, as I am loving all stupidity, all contamination, all lies and pretenses and the rest of our "human condition"? For, it is not that we are to become happy because we entered a heaven, but the other way around - we are supposed to be happy in order to create our heavens.

Man, some fictional messiahs are just as good as the real ones. All we have to do is treat them as we would treat a real one - pretend they exist and believe what they might say.

In those still Pristine Parts of Our Hearts, We KNOW All there Is to Be Known
In those still Pristine Parts of Our Hearts, We KNOW All there Is to Be Known

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      Yoleen Lucas 7 months ago from Big Island of Hawaii

      Interesting. This reminds me of "The Gates of the Forest" by Elie Wiesel. It is about a young Jew who managed to escape the Holocaust. He winds up in America, and at a Jewish celebration, he attempts to pick a fight with an American rabbi. He holds a mini trial, in which he declares God guilty.

      The rabbi responded, "Okay. Now what?"

      The young man asked, "Well, what do you think?"

      The rabbi answered, "I agree with you; God is guilty. Now what?"

      He went on to say rather than concern ourselves with God's issues, we need to take matters into our own hands.

      I have read only 5 of Elie Wiesel's books; "The Gates of the Forest" is currently my favorite. Having been in a cult, putting my life in danger, it has given me a lot to consider!

      Great story!

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      Larry Rankin 7 months ago from Oklahoma

      Interesting satire.

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      Jill Spencer 7 months ago from United States

      An interesting story and a great response by Say Yes to Life. I especially liked the ending. It reminds me of the stories in The Way of the Wolf, a book by a very nontraditional Christian minister.

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      Vladimir Karas 7 months ago from Canada

      Say Yes To Life - I wish I had read "The Gates of the Forest", now that you gave me a hint what it was about. As a matter of fact, I stopped reading novels and anything other than non-fiction about human nature many decades ago, while still a young man in Europe.

      I am a strange dude - very romantic otherwise, and insanely in love with life and its opportunities of intellectual adventurism and exploration of human potential, mystery and all that, but with no special interest for beautiful fiction. I guess it's my loss.

      Thank you for your interesting comment. Say "Hi" to Hawaii for me, that's one of those places where I felt like I had "reincarnated" from, it felt so much like "home".

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      Vladimir Karas 7 months ago from Canada

      The Dirt Farmer - Thank you for your interesting answer to which I partially answered above in my response to "Say Yes to Life".

      It actually makes me happy to see that there are other folks who are sharing some of my thoughts and writing about them in their novels and stories. It makes me feel less of an oddball in this world that's predominantly religious.

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