1786

My holy Scriptures were gathered, collated and redacted during a time when homosexuslity was not deemed to exist. That that was the darkest, vilest and most horrible of sins which would be found in no Christian person. The homophobia and denial that afflicted all those who professed to represent me was such that their own eyes remained blinded to the obvious. Nor would any of them have ever dreamed that the love that the disciple, my great apostle John, had for me could be anything but fraternal and devotional. And in case any of you here are wondering, and it is clear to me that you are, nothing untoward ever happened between myself and my beloved disciple, nor with any others of the twelve, nor with anyone else. My mission here was to save, to teach about the Kingdom, and to offer myself up as the saving victim that would bring redemption and the reality of God to all of humble and repentant hearts. John's love towards me, alas, was not exactly pure, for he also had a strong homoerotic predispostion, but through contact with me he learned to master it and to not allow his carnal tendencies to interfere with the work of My Holy Spirit. Indeed, he was not the only one, and then there was my beloved Magdalene, and at this point we will not go into the complete codswallop that has been assumed about her over the centuries, along with that distasteful and absolutely stupid and groundless notion that we married each other and had children together, but I will say that there was an ongoing rivalry between them both for my love and attention that only became resolved after I rose from the dead, and openly confronted them both that they must put aside their rivalry and their longing for someone they could never have, and come to work for me in a spirit of unity and fraternal love...