One Million Gods and the Twig A Biblical learning experience

An African child's European learning experience through the Bible challenging what we are taught with what we know to be true through understanding the complxities of the  human imagination 

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THE CRAZY GOD IN HEAVEN – One million gods and the twig

 How many Gods are there? We live in a world where there are millions upon millions of Gods, as everyone, everywhere, closes their eyes and imagine a different God and every sect considers themselves in ownership and understanding of their God, and their God is the one God, no matter how barbaric the ways of that God in having his desires met. This is why I so often refrain from using the word God. However, I must confess, I do sometimes refer to the father, the creation, with that title as it makes for easier understanding. The problem with having so many Gods is that each one wants to be the Boss and the greater they work at being the Boss the more demonic they become. It is the same with their followers, in that when you agree with the ideology of their Boss you become their Brother, but should you not agree, they then want to kill you. In one split second they transform from God into the Devil. Could it be that the God we profess to know so well and the Devil are one and the same person? this is a conundrum we need to solve.  

We speak a different language to communicate with each God, and the Christian God of Israel sound just like William Shakespeare, or the person who wrote the works of William Shakespeare, the choice is yours. we sing praises to each God in a different manner and in different languages all over the world, all languages that is, except Latin. That language we reserve for Hollywood and the Devil. (One wonders why)

Every God lives in heaven and everyone wants to go to heaven. Everyone that is, except the orchestrators of this fake pandemic, they want to own it. But they will all be disappointed as “The heavens” is the body of our father, and heaven, is a state of mind and not a place. However, it is a situation we will never achieve as long as we live eyes closed or are taken up with Gods of fantasy, these dealers of sorrow, regret and death

The only way this world will ever come together as one is through the reality that we are all existing within the body of creation, even those set in the belief that they have arrived from outer space. There is nothing in this universe that is not a part of our father and does not have the essence of our father in it

You see, we can put our faith into anything and the level of conviction with which we believe will make it manifest itself before us. We live in a world which provides everything for us, and all we need do is ask.  

I am Brother Joseph

Born to parents of a religious persuasion and I have spent a greater proportion of my existence to date in observation and in search of God.  So daunting has this search been that on many occasions I have found myself doing battle with the Devil himself, having been pointed out to him by my family of man, those who would wish me dead. I have even walking hand in hand with the beast, and no: he is not as described, not an angel with black wings, fangs, or a creature who breaths fire. He has a warm and welcoming smile and he looks just like me. I had met the Devil but I had never met God and I had no Idea Who God was, or what he looked like, or why I had to pray so fervently on behalf of my brothers and the mothers of my brothers for his protection, protection from the same. Then came the epiphany, then came the realization. The God to whom I had been praying all that time, Was the Devil, created by the devil for his own purpose, this God would not do anything to harm his own children. Therefore, I had been praying in vain and my belief, was the real cause of my continued discomfort

I do not believe God exists as I cannot see him, and if I could, I would ask him why he has left me here to struggle in so many situations geared to my discomfort and destruction, why has he left me here surrounded by all the filth carnage and blood thirsty self-destructive ways of demons in order to prove my love for him “My Father”, would I not love him more without the pain?   I am also very anti-Christ as “Yeshua” is a created character and a tool of the Devil, he is used to blindfold the children of creation from the truth, their real saviour and their real purpose

The question is; as Nubians are we serving our purpose here, we are the children of creation yes, but to what purpose, have we a purpose to fulfil or are we already fulfilling our purpose by just being here?

My listeners, you should know there are a lot of demons in this world, all claiming to work on behalf of God. But I am not one of them, my father is the sum of all things around and about me, from the spirit at the centre of my soul, unto the very edge of the unknown universe. My father is ever-present everywhere. It is the creation in whom we all exist and which exists in every seen and unseen particle of creation. Thus I have the right to be known as “Yeshua” as I too am the son of God and the right to be known too as the Brother of our prophet “Yeshua” as I too am a son of creation.  A son of my father in the heavens

“I am the son of creation”. 

We are all children of creation. Not much about the Pandemic this time my people except that, to believe or not to believe, to vaccinate or not, the choice is yours to take. Every person must live by their own convictions.

I have spoken about my reasons for not wishing to be vaccinated in past podcasts, and the reasons still stand, and so, you will know I have not taken it. There may be a high price to pay for whatever is taking place at the moment, but then who will pay the price? The demons are smart and must never be underestimated and there is nothing the devil likes more than a good body count. It is rumoured that many who have had the vaccine may suffer great complications or die as a result, but it is equally possible that those who are vaccinated will survive as a result, and those who do not complied may die. you see, the Demon does not play, he will lead you to believe he carries a pistol but when he is ready for you he comes with a shotgun. For instance 

Once the non-complaints are reveal he will then be able to rid himself of them, of all who may be a problem in his new world order. A new world obedient to him and existing under his orders.

although, because such a scenario has not yet taken place and the truth not yet revealed, this is not a fact, but merely fiction, however, it is wise to remember his game is never played straight, and he always has a few cards up his sleeve,

Let me share a story with you about a Brother of mine, Abogaye, a Ghanaian brother. He has made an amazingly significant amount of money over the years, Abogaye is a wonderful Brother, the kind you take an instant liking to, and so you should, because to you and I, the ordinary brother and sister he is the most caring, generous Brother we are privileged to meet. Over the years Abogaye has developed a huge company employing many people in his country, and there too, he is looked upon as a God. 

I have said, he is a gift to the ordinary brother and sister however, to big businesses Abogaye is a scourge, you see, he has actually made his fortunes fleecing big businesses at every opportunity. Abogaye is a seriously clever embezzler. I have told him this, but he simply laughed and said “My Brother, you just do not understand the power of the twig/

He arrived in the UK during the 1960s to be with an Aunt and she enrolled him into secondary education.  He was about thirteen at the time and these were the days when Religion study was taught in schools. There would be a religious assembly every morning involving the whole school just prior to lessons and it was also included in the curriculum, and when I speak of religious studies, it is with reference to Christianity

Although from a family in a village of unschooled farmers, Abogaye was a very wise young man, he had the ability to grasp situations very quickly, he would have been ahead of his entire class in most subjects. He was eager to prove the level of his knowledge, However, his understanding of the English language was proving problematic, this made him reluctant when answering questions put to the class by his tutor. He was seen as retarded and backward and his classmates described his features in the likeness of a Monkey, but during these unpleasant times he showed no displeasure, instead, he worked hard at improving his language skills and his coarse work  

As time went by, his grasp of the language grew strong, as did his confidence.

And on one occasion, when relating to the Bible, the class was asked why they thought Jesus had turned water into wine? stirred by the question, Abogaye eagerly raised his hand.

The tutor quietly looked around in search of an alternative choice, and finding none, she reluctantly sought the boy’s answer.

Abogaye blurted out. “He didn’t miss, he never turned water into wine” 

The tutor, believing his answer to be a misunderstanding of the language, corrected him, 

“No son”, he really did turn water into wine; it says so in here, in the Bible, you do have Bibles in Africa don’t you”.

“Yes we do Miss, we have the holy father and the sisters of mercy in the next village but he didn’t miss, he didn’t have to”

“Oh really” the tutor replied, “well then, I will sit here and you can tell us all just what he did do, I’m sure the whole class would be extremely happy to hear it”. Won’t we? We’re waiting

The boy began, “The sisters of mercy and the holy father were always talking about Jesus, but in my village we called him Yeshua, can I do that Miss?”

The tutor smiled, “I know you don’t fully understand yet, so, you may call him whatever you like, we don’t mind”

 “I really don’t think he turned water into wine miss, he said, because I don’t believe he had to. The people at the wedding disliked him, and he was forced to attend it at the insistence of his friends, he was not welcomed in that company, because they thought of him as a know-it-all a young man who regarded himself to be endowed with the wisdom of the father, above their priests and the wealthy, who considered themselves to know the father best.

When the wine ran out miss, Yeshua’s mother, who loved him deeply approached and asked for his assistance.  She did that so her guests would see just how loving and respectful a son he was, and not nearly as proud and rebellious as they had assumed, but Yeshua’s answer shook his mother with surprise He asked angrily. “What do you want of me woman, can you not see I am about my father’s business?” the room went quiet and the full attention of the guests fell on him, friends, family, skilled influential, and quite wealthy people. The wines had been plentiful and most were already intoxicated, but Yeshua knew they had expected him to comply with his mother regardless, so he called a servant to him and they left.

The servant brought a wine vessel with him. He had known Yeshua all his life, knew him to be a man who did not allow anger to be his master, and as he followed he also wondered what might transpire as a result.

Yeshua stopped at the well beside the house, smiled mischievously, filled the container with water and requested the servant returned and served it, he whispered, “Do not be afraid, just go.”

A short while later, Yeshua re-entered the house amidst loud angry mumblings of disapproval, once again, the full force of offended and disapproving eyes on him. They had frightened the servant so much, he was left shaking, crouched in a corner of the room, fearful for his life, the upturned wine vessel lay beside him.

Yeshua helped him to his feet and placed the vessel on a table. He turned around and encountered the twisted angry face of a burly guest who growled “Who do you think you are? and he drank his cup empty. “This is the best wine we have ever tasted” he said, and burped loudly in his face

Yeshua called his friends to him, kissed his mother farewell and left.

The next day he and his friends were passed by a caravan on their journey home and as it passed by, they were amused by the shout of “look son, it’s the man who turned water into wine” 

The Tutor applauded him joined by the rest of the class and she stood up, laughing mockingly. “that certainly did not happen, and it’s not the way it’s written in the Bible

“No miss” Abogaye replied “It’s not the way it is written, but knowing the ways of people, it is more than likely the way it happened”.

“Stuff and nonsense” the Tutor shouted, “stull and nonsense, but the story is inventive, and for this reason I will give you a good mark, well done Abogaye”.

For the remainder of his stay at the school, the Abogaye would be allowed to interrupt the Bible and interpret it in the manner he felt it should be, he kept the class and the tutor entertained and even though his revelations were in contradiction of the Tutor and the Bible he was awarded top marks on every occasion.

He was proving to be a very brilliant young man, and received exemplary exam results across the board, so he set about obtaining suitable employment as a journalist. He had worked hard for the day he would be able to prove his worthiness to his Mother and father with financial support. His only goal was for their blessing and to free them from the fields in old age.

Six months later Abogaye returned to the school and approached the Tutor, distraught and shaking as he spoke. He was quiet clearly hurt

He pleaded, “Can you help me miss, I really don’t know what to do. I have had four interviews since leaving and every time I felt I would be successful.

“Perhaps you need more qualifications, the tutor replied, it’s not easy to become a journalist, but with your qualifications you will certainly find employment as a machinist.”

“My qualifications were well received; I can only assume my references have let me down. But I really do not know what to do, can you help me?”

“Well, I am at a loss here, because I really do not know what to do either Abogaye. I assure you I have been totally honest with my references, see for yourself”, and she handed him a copy.

Abogaye quickly read the document, then enquired, “You’ve written here how intelligent I am, but you’ve also written unfortunately the boy is also prone to flights of fancy in his narratives and storytelling techniques, Miss, it’s possible this may be causing my failure, why have you done this miss?

“You are a very smart boy Abogaye, the Tutor replied, you are very smart indeed and one day you might surely be a success, but before that day comes, you will need more qualifications, that is until you learn the one with the biggest stick is always king. Read your Bible, it will help.

“Miss, you have cost me important opportunities of employment, destroyed my dream of being able to help my father, my Mother, how could you do this?” Abogaye pleaded.

And the tutor replied “What in God’s name are you winging about young man, I have only ever been using a twig 

This is a very touching story and I really hope it has inspired you, unfortunately it is also quite untrue and a work of pure fiction. 

These days it is not enough to just believe what we hear because it may sound good and logical these are the days to open your eyes and your ears, investigate, learn and know. Religion as it is, cannot help you with that being what it is; many rivers of troubled waters colliding into a vicious rapid force where we are sucked under or drown each other in our efforts to stay alive

Most religious texts have been lost in translation, most are transcribed purposefully vague so that true meanings are able to be determined in many ways, and the truth forever hidden 

There is a war in the heavens (Where the Earth rotates) and it will never end unless heavenly wisdom conquers the earth before the earth conquers the heavens, this can never happen so long as we exist in a world of phantasm and imagination

The conquistadores are heading into space, into the body of our father, they will pillage all that is useful and destroy all that is not, they will spread deception, greed and germs as they go, destroying all that is righteous and beautiful in the heavens, dethroning our father the creation

This too is in the Bible, look it up. In fact, whatever you have heard, do not just believe it, look it up.

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