What good would my body – spiritualised or not – do for the communicant?6.115.2 Can you see how the mind can be conditioned into accepting
illogical nonsense which can endure almost two thousand years
because it was backed by a great hierarchy of Pope,
6.115.3 Cardinals living in palaces, immense wealth, and upheld in earthly pomp
and ceremonious prestigious circumstances?
6.116.1 Though painful to do so, for the sake of greater clarity,
I have brought myself down in consciousness frequencies of vibration
right into the conscious recollection of my thoughts and feelings
during my last meal with my disciples.
|6.116.2 Although a strong man, enlightened, and certain that I had a destiny
to fulfill which I could not avoid – did not want to avoid – I was also deeply sorrowful as we commenced our meal – the eating of the Passover.
My disciples had been my friends and had stood by me during some difficult circumstances. I was sad to be leaving them and fearful for their well-being.
|6.116.3 What would happen to them when they found themselves
alone without my guidance and protection?
They had depended on me more than they knew.
|6.116.4 I recalled my years teaching the people.
I felt a deep sense of irony as I remembered my return from the desert
– dirty and unkempt but literally possessed by my joyous concern
for my fellowmen, and intensely excited that I could now put their feet
to the right path, implant in their minds the truth concerning existence,
show them how to overcome their fears, their sickness, poverty, misery.
I was going to conquer the world!
But how differently it had all turned out!
Tomorrow I would hang on a cross!
|6.116.5 It was true, however – I had achieved much success.
I mused over the instances of healing and the peoples joyful acceptance
of the Loving Father. I could understand why the High Priest and the Council hated me. Instead of fear, punishment, and animal sacrifices, I had brought the people the reality of the Father_Love, proving it by healing terminal cases.
|6.116.6 I brought my attention back to my disciples who were talking to each other
whilst eating. They were still unaware of the challenge that lay ahead
of me – my crucifixion. Although I had repeatedly warned them,
they refused to accept my words as truth. They thought I had become frightened of the Chief Priest and wondered why.