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Did Jesus rise to Heaven or simply rise to the top of Mount Olympus?

If Jesus were to come back to Earth and Ascend to Heaven once again, would he only have to go to the top of Pikes Peak these modern and strange days? If you see Ted Haggard this coming Easter Egg Sunday ask him this question, and please let us at NMT know what his response is? Inquiring theological minds want an answer to the important questions of Life! Yes we do!   See jesus christ in greek mythology-dying & rising gods for more theology discussion in today's world. Millions still face havoc due to the uncertainty of God about just who he is. God himself may be even more imperfect than Humans themselves are? Now that's really scary.... In fact, God may even be dead or a Black Hole in another universe in our multiverse society? Who knows?

Rehabilitating Crusader Image, again.

So there was this History Channel show about the Templars. (I try not to look at stupid stuff like this, really I do) and the Oak Island "treasure" pit, and this Viking Rune stone found in Illinois or somewhere nearby... All supposedly to hide the treasure of the Templars, all their stolen blood money that nobody has any real records thereof... kind of like the Stolen Blood Money from the Modern Knights Templars, as Erik Prince calls his mercenary Murder,Inc "Xe (formerly "Blackwater") International" and their accomplices in the Pentagon and Halliburton. Maybe the Modern Templars are dumping the money into documentaries like this. Oh, and it involved, near the end, the Micmak tribe and one of the most offensive use of the Great White Father crap that I've heard in a long time. So apparently about 1400 the Scots prince Henry Sinclair came to what's now Nova Scotia (how appropriate) so named after the British "liberated" it from the French and Metis inhabitants, who had called it Acadia. But that was like 350 years or so after Prince Henry came, set up court, made the Micmak swear allegiance to his Crusader Flag and dumped all his ill-gotten treasure into a booby trapped pit on Oak Island. Then split. Somehow, in the 20 or so years that all this elaborate farce supposedly took place, the Crusader Prince never once offered to teach the Natives anything about such basic European hi-tech of the time as Metal, Gunpowder, and the Wheel, nor draft animals, nor for that matter anything at all about European culture. Also not a single artifact was given to the Micmak. But of course, they worshiped him and his men as gods, made them rulers over their tribe and just generally were so Shocked and Awed by all the technical superiority of the Great White Father even though, as previously mentioned, they didn't actually demonstrate any of those techniques or technologies. All this based on a Micmak legend of an ancient visitor, ONE person riding in on the backs of TWO whales. Instead of a whole herd of Scots descendants of the Templars riding in boats. Oh, and that the Micmak adopted as their flag a Scots regimental flag which somehow they hid from the French for a century and a half until a (purely coincidental, I'm, like, So Very Sure) English takeover of their island nation using Scots conscript regiments and renaming the island Nova Scotia. Couldn't possibly be anything to do with the Scots Regimental flag... Nope. But, then,things like "No actually valid evidence" doesn't stop the True Believers in the Holy Grail. Here's the closest thing anybody has to a True Story of the Templars. They were, just like every other blasphemous son-of-a-satanic-bitch Crusader, past and present,... Thieves. Thieves who hid behind the name of the Prince of Peace and simply murdered and still do murder anybody who gets in the way of gorging themselves on the blood-filled hog-slopping trough. There's not much mysterious or secret about that, certainly nothing that

We live among gods and demigods

I know a someone who's studying Greek mythology. He isn't very impressed and told me so, probably baiting me. He fixed me in the eye and said "Put it this way, I'm not going to care about it in college." It was all I could muster to reply "Maybe." I feigned not being sure myself, which was puzzling, telling him that he would find that Greek Gods had an odd habit of popping up in almost every academic discipline, especially Western literature, as if that would have mattered to him. Then I made a bet that the names of gods had come up in his favorite reads, Calvin and Hobbes and the Far Side. Nope he said. He wouldn't have noticed, his mother chimed in, if he didn't know them. If he wasn't going to do it, I thought I'd write his paper. I thought about how content I felt having coaxed he and his siblings through attending a staged Odyssey, aided by a large and embarrassingly aromatic bag of m&ms. Surely Odysseus in the flesh was a head start I didn't have. And I thought about how to have explained the gods further. They were more than themed superheroes, they were Gods. Do you capitalize gods in the plural? We spell it He, but not Them. Do we have their like in the Virgin of Guadalupe or St. Francis of Assisi? The Saints I guess, were not long ago role models: St. Bernadette, St. Joan, St. Barts (just kidding), St. Nick. Of what import gods? As goes God, so too The Gods? How do you explain the meaning of the classic gods, their relevance to Greek and Roman lives, in this age of monotheism? We're not even that, we believe in a plurality of single gods. The best of us tolerate all, but believe that in their multitude of identities we're only talking about one. A singular omniscient deity would have been strange to the Greeks, just as a committee of squabbling immortals would seem horribly inutilitarian to us. My quandary extended some because in actuality monotheism was a framework I was imposing. In a single boomer generation, most of us now inhabit a secular universe, where religion is mostly lipservice to tradition. We may or may not talk to our consciences, God resides in us yada yada, but for the practical purpose of talking about God or gods, it's academic. So what's the difference, one god or three, I'm thinking of the holy trinity, or a last supper full, or a whole class of 300 BC, many of whom are no longer on speaking terms? Then it occurred to me that today's secular ungodly society probably resembles that of the Romans or Greeks more than I thought. We're an empire, as they, decaying into unholy fetishes. We're post-sacrilegious decadence. And we've gone this way before: I'm thinking of the gladiators and slavery, indifference to inhumanity and carnality, form over function and spectacle. Our consumer culture is the golden calf and very likely