A HISTORY OF THE PAPACY FROM THE GREAT SCHISM TO THE SACK OF ROME

 

The History of the Man Jesus Christ, the son of Joseph and Mary, children of David, son of Abraham, son of Adam, begins with the Fall of Adam, father of Mankind. But to go this far back in time it will be a tedious report; for the sake of satisfaction of the lovers of knowledge I will land in the days immediately after the accession of the son of the last of the Maccabees.

There had been some discussion about the accession of John Hyrcanus, some saying that he really never was crowned, some saying that he was.

But beyond this discussion for monkeys, we got to go to the core of the time. It is hot there and the blood will rain heavily upon our heads as we see the son of John Hyrcanus throwing his “mama” in a hell of a prison. But, not being a total demon, Aristobulus gratified his mother's need of a partner sending her down there all of her sons, except one, the Valiant Prince, the idol of the masses and conqueror of the Galilee. After all Aristobulus ‘the Mad’ was a good son, and a better brother!

However, the madness of the heir of the Last of the Maccabees became a little too much even for the stomach of the people of Jerusalem the Holy the day when John ordered to kill this Valian Prince, his only brother left to roam free. The saints of the Holy City engaged the Queen to murder the king, and to select a new King among the brothers still alive and already mourning the dead “mama”. This way was how came out of the Hell the “devil” King who was to water the gardens of Jerusalem with the blood of the Pharisees. And who will blame the poor fellow for doing so? Alexander Jannaeus was his name, “King Alexander I the Hasmonean”.

Nevertheless a murderer succeeding another murderer means nothing to the Book of the King and Queens of the world. We have but to look around to see those half human-half demon type walking free. The real issue that turned inside-out the History of Israel was the Abomination committed by the Priests of the Temple when accepting the Coronation of a Family not born from the loins of David the King. This fact, absolutely prohibited by the God of David under the penalty of total destruction of the Jews, the Coronation of a Family not born from the loins of King David, that was the Abomination committed by the  House of Aaron in the name of the Gold of the Temple.  And this Abomination gave way to the most secret search never ever began by women or men : The Search for the right and legal Heir to the Throne of David.

But before getting to the point it is convenient to describe the origin of those parties that we will see later on struggling to kill “the King”. And to simplify the whole affair, saving me the time to fly back to the days of Daniel, the Founder of the Synagogue Network, let’s say that the Priests came to form the Party of the Sadducees, and the Levites, Doctors and Scribes of the Jews, in charge of the myriads of synagogues throughout the Dispersion, they came to form the Syndicate of the Pharisees. The Sadducees were the administrator of the Treasure of the Temple, and the Pharisees were the Syndicate dedicated to the cultivation of the Jewish Law, and to lead the river of gold coming from the Dispersion towards the Doors of the Temple of Jerusalem. Being the synagogues the fountain of this river of gold the need of the Pharisees were of vital importance for the Sadducees.

The breach between the Party and the Syndicate came to happen in the days before the Maccabees. The vision of the Leaders of the Holy Party killing each other for the control of the gold of the Temple,  produced horror among the Pharisees. This horror created an abyss between Pharisees and Sadducees when during the Maccabean Revolution the Sadducees, as a body, exceptions to be of no matter, ranged as a whole on the side of the king of the Seleucids. The Pharisees, from the moment that Judah the Maccabee was recognized the Champion of the Lord, they deviated that river of gold, in time of Peace ending at the feet of the Temple, to finance the Maccabean army, recruited from all over the Jewish Dispersion World, thanks to which the Independence was bought.

And so, to resume the entire affair, at the end of the Maccabean Revolution the Pharisees had displaced the Sadducees and had become the main force of the New Free Nation. But all those who understand the nature of the human soul, exposed to the fire of ambition and greed as it is, they will see very clear and will agreed with me that the Sadducees would not  be quiet for very long. After all they were the children of Aaron. And to give a nice scenario to their dream of returning back to the head of the Temple they planned the Coronation of the Heir of the Maccabees as the best and more decisive way to get back on business.

Returning now to the discussion about John being a king or a despot, the argument came on stage by the hand of Flavius Josephus, a traitor to his nation, an antichristian from toe to head-top, a Sadducee, and, because it, an enemy of the historical truth.

The struggle that would clash with a terrible ferocity in the reign of King Alexander had its beginning in the days of his father. The fame of the Maccabees on the air, the opposition to the Sadducees's intention of passing on the Throne from the House of David to the house of the Hasmoneans became a matter of fact in the midst of the Pharisees. Opposition where from came the Need of the Quest for the Heir of King David.

This Quest became an urgent reality during the interregnum of the reign of King John, a king without crown. But if during the reign of John the Transition Period from the Maccabees to the New Kingdom of Israel became a thought open to action, during the reign of King Alexander the sole idea of the Coronation of the House of David became a project punished with death. When King Herod sat his bones on the throne of Jerusalem the Question was buried. The Pharisees, under the weight of the facts, gave up.

However, to  give an end to this Preface, and because with the Men and Women who in the greatest secrecy took on their hands the Quest of the Heir of king David, the Second Part of the Divine History deals, a History that I will translate, as far as time and knowledge of the English Language allow me, from my Spanish original Book, “La Historia Divina de Jesús”, let’s get which is the Nature of the Source of this work.

I began the investigation on the History of Jesus after Divine during the Bicentenary of the French Revolution. I quitted Paris, traveled South back home, and started to hit hundreds of books. There was a Vacuum, a black hole with a singularity, around the Founder of Christianity, being its singularity the power of  spitting out of its darkness a stream of books, each and all of them claiming to be the true History of Christ.

Curiously enough at the end of the day the reader finds himself in the same position, historically speaking, wherefrom he began his journey, this is to say, every book is a particle of the whole absurdity created by that literary current in the centuries of the heresiarchs commenced. From Simon the Magus to the last author in our days all of them used Jesus as a mine of gold. Truth to them meant nothing at all. Not in vain the last of the writers of the XXth Century who worked this old mine titled his piece of gold : “Jesus, that unknown man”. After twenty centuries being in the mouth of the nations and five centuries of free thinking all that the Intellectual Power of men could say was it “Jesus, that unknown man”.

However, the Founder of Christianity was and is an “unknown man” only for those who did and does not know Him. It is more than obvious that for His Mother and His Family, Jesus of Nazareth was not an “unknown man”. Which raises the question : Why did they built a Wall of Silence all around the son of Mary and Joseph?

And what is still more important : Who would climb to Heaven to bring down to Earth the Knowledge of Jesus her Mother took with Her up to Heaven?

But to keep our feet on the ground of History, let’s say that the land where that mine of gold was found it is related to the two fires of the year 66. Though historians will change the number according to their ways of looking the History of the Apostolic Age, beyond their writing, and erasing, and rewriting, a fact stands to shut their mouths. In a couple of years the two Main Archives of the World were destroyed by fire.   Flavius Josephus was involved in the Destruction of the Archives of the Temple of Jerusalem.

The rebellion of the Jews against the Roman Empire at last declared, the Hate of the Jews against the Christians kindled by the answer of the Council of the Apostles to the Judeo-Christian Alliance, was translated in the Need of the Destruction of the Jerusalem Temple Archives, where, the Rebels thought, the Future could find the genealogy of the Messiah, by it confirming the Treason of the Jews when killing their own King.

By the destruction of the Archives of the Temple, Flavius Josephus sought to give an end to the pretension of Jesus of Nazareth being the Son of David. because: On which documents would the Christians based their Messianic Claim once the Archives of the Temple of Jerusalem were no more?

Of course, the work would be completed by the rewriting of the History of the Jews, a master work which Josephus ended before his death.

But the Devil plays the game on many tables. How could the people of Rome assumed the accusation of Nero against the Christians as a natural fact had not the smoke from Jerusalem City being on the air? The association came all by itself. The propaganda of the Jews accusing the Christians of having caused the Destruction of Jerusalem, in accomplishment of the prophecies of their Master, reached the ears of Rome through the Jewish Community. When Nero made of the Christians the authors of the fire that kindled the Eternal City the ears of the Roman people had been prepared to answer : “Yes, to hell with the Christians”.

The result of the Burning of Rome, leaving behind other considerations, and centering the subject on its relation to the History of Jesus, we found it in the destruction to ashes of the Archives of the Imperial Rome, where it could be found in the Documentation related to the Series of Census by Octavius decreed, “the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria”, and the meaning of this Census.

Coincidence? Mere hazard? Both Burnings two phases of a machiavellic plan conceived in the shadows? What say you?

 However, that the anti-Christianity of those days’ Jews kindled the fire that reduced to ashes the Genealogical Archives of the Temple of Jerusalem, this seems to me a fact beyond doubt.  Anyway, in this Work I would not rescue from the sarcophagus of times the memory of those days. The Last of the Hebrews, Flavius Josephus, sacrificed the true history of the Children of Adam in the name of his Hate of the Christians. Whether he was conscious or not, the fact is that his fathers asked the Blood of Christ to rain on their children’s heads, and so it has been done, twenty centuries under that rain my witness.

Disgrace upon misery, if from the falsification of the origin of the Romans came out by the hand of Virgilius that wonder called the Aeneid, out of the hands of Flavius Josephus came to the world that shameful History of the Jews, in whose pages the Prophets and the Patriarchs are presented to the Historian deprived of any connection at all with the Divinity.

Mere men, no more than the heroes and seers of the other nations, the Jews of the History of Flavius Josephus are not real. Falvius Josephus's “historyof the Jews” remains one of the falsifications most shameful and dangerous ever conceived by a single man : from a Jew to the Jews. Terrible, therefore, was the price to be paid by two hundred generation of Jews for the sake of the Hate of their fathers to the Founder of Christendom.

In the case of Nero, again, the historians of the Roman Empire and Christianity had both sinned of stupidity at the time to remake the personality of Nero. Nero was the Emperor of Rome. Whatever he was in his private life, in his public life he was the Emperor. How could such a man, occupying the position he had, to know nothing about the Christians? Were there not a powerful Jewish community in Rome? Did not the Governor of Syria sign the Final Solution from the Jews to the Christians that the future Saint Paul was carrying back from Damascus to Jerusalem?

That Nero had not part in the goal of Flavius Josephus it seems clear; that at the end of the day by the destruction of the Imperial Archives Nero completed the work of the Jews, it is clear too.

That when Nero accused the Christians he was perfectly cognizant of the Anti-Imperial Nature of the Religion of the Christians, how can we doubt it?

The growth of Christianity was unstoppable. Whether Nero or Octavius, the Christians had to die. It fancied the Devil to use a pawn who was mad instead of another in his sane brain, but the goal was reached. The blow against the Church was lethal. The Work of Christ was put on the test. If it survived, Christianity was a thing of God; if it did not, well, ashes to ashes.

In the year of the Burnings (its Number 666?), the documents the historians used to work with were destroyed. The documents related to the Census, the documents related to the Trial of Jesus before Pontius Pilate, and any other physical bridge connecting the Existence of the Hero of the Gospels to the Science of History, all those pieces were broken. The Gospels alone remained.

The Gospels alone and only the Gospels are the bridge between History and Christianity. This fact created in the heart of the centuries that black hole which singularity consisted in sourcing a stream of numberless books about Jesus of Nazareth.

Some said that first was the Gospels, and after the Gnostics. I will say that First was the Word, and then the Word was put into writing to shut the mouth of those profiting of the Silence to create a pocket-Christ. Simon Magus the first, but no the last. 

Ever since the first Gnostic was published, the number of anti-Christian writers succeeding in creating a pocked-Christ still is going on. The fact that the Apostle says “Many have undertaken to draw up an account of the things that have been fulfilled among us”, open our eyes to the existence of the Gnostics already in the days when Luke wrote his Gospel. Rising our thoughts a little bit more we can say that the Gospels were a reaction of the Apostles to the Gnostics. Indeed in the first Gnostic we find traces of Saint Mathew’s.  Considering that Saint John’s came very late and Saint Mark’s is a summary of events relating Mathew’s and Luke’s, though St Luke keeps on saying : “just as they were handed down to us by those who from the first were eyewitnesses and servants of the word”, the assumption that he had the Gnostics in mind is more than a presumption once known that the only Gospel even written until then, from the Hand of the Apostles, was Saint Mathew’s.

But being not my intention to enter in a discussion of this nature, in mind just to remark the questions open to our curiosity, I leave this subject at the feet of that Law of Silence around Christ by God Himself raised, and by His sons, of the  blood of Abraham, perfectly assumed. They Apostles knew everything about “the Divine History of Jesus” that you are today to read, but the Law of Silence under which they received the Holy Spirit prohibited them to open their mouth to speak about “things they had not heard with their own ears or seen with their own eyes”. The realm of the Private Life of Jesus Christ before His Work as Christ Jesus was for them a field forbidden. That what they saw and heard in the person of the Savior and Son of God, that was their History.

 We comprehend that this Law being the golden Rule of their Apostolic Age, there was a field for exploitation left to the outlanders, this is to say, to those people not abiding by the Apostolic Law of Silence. This was the cradle of the Gnostics. A mine of gold where Pride led idiot after idiot to try the climbing up to Heaven to bringing down to Earth the most precious treasure ever, “the Heart of Mary”.

Because, again and again, who but the Mother was the Source of the Gospel of the Incarnation?

Who but the Mother of Jesus was the Source of the Gospel of Luke?

I mean, She was alive at the time when Luke wrote his Gospel. Ergo: She was his Source. Why then Luke didn’t write a Biography of Jesus Christ according to Mary, His Mother?

Luke shows himself a very western man in his way of dealing with History. And yet we read “With this in mind, since I myself have carefully investigated everything from the beginning, I too decided to write an orderly account for you, most excellent Theophilus, so that you may know the certainty of the things you have been taught”. This is to say, though he had investigated the Biography of Jesus going to the Source, His Mother, he would not break the Law of Silence under which Rule Saint Mathew wrote his History. He will stick to the History of the Son of God on Earth.

Useless to say that this Law of Silence, once the Mother in Heaven, left Earth at the disposal of writers without other interest in Jesus that making of the Ignorance of men a mine of gold. Others would look at Him as a mine of Power. Whatever, one point connecting both anti-Christian tendencies it is the denial of the Incarnation of the Son of God.

Christianity is founded upon one Rock : “You are the Son of God”; and though Saint Peter did not know at that time the Event of His Incarnation, once the  port of the Resurrection reached it became clear to all that the declaration of Saint Peter implies the Revelation of Mary, the Mother of Jesus. And this Rock, Incarnation of the Son of God, it is the Corner-Stone deciding who is who. He who denies the Son of God born from the Virgin, he is not a Christian. He who believes in the Son of God coming in flesh by Virginal Birth, he is a Christian, and he enjoys the Grace of the Faith, though between Christians and Christians lot of discussions happen.

But let’s get back to my investigations. History wants documents, facts, pieces to form the puzzle. And yet we have seen that ever since the Year of the Burnings the pieces for the Recreation of the History of Jesus were nowhere to be found. What would I do? Who can rearranged a puzzle when the pieces are missing?

For these and other reasons, that I will leave alone in my memory, I found myself in London, where I began to put together the first manuscript, father of "La Historia Divjna de Jesús. El Corazón de María". It was a book worth 800 pages. It took me all the winter going through every single page. I was young, a lot time to spare and nice English friends coming to take a look at my work. They were musicians. But I remember sitting in front of that manuscript with a soul not happy. There was something I had missed along the line. The last years I went on from book to book. What about the study on the ground? Did I ever thought going to the Holy Land?

Well, I said, I was young, but I didn’t say I was wild. Once an idea got rooted in my head there was nothing to stop it bringing fruit. So, when springtime went away and summer came I hit the road to Jerusalem. I took my time on the road, I confessed. Finally, I arrived there.

Sometime in the way a war, not far, broke out. The First Gulf War has been declared. Nothing to really be worried at. The Jews were talking about raining a couple of Neutron Atomic Bombs on the Arabs. It was a time when the Arab World used the Palestinian Affair as a sting against the Israel State, and whatever happened it was the fault of the Israelis. The Israelis were getting tired of the same old story and the fundamentalist wing was calling to rain fire from the sky on the Arabs. The streets of Jerusalem was a military parade, the soldiers walked up and down with their machine guns in one arm and their girlfriends on the other. It was kinda laughin’. Anyway, it is a beautiful land, and except the paranoia of the people, trying to stop the nice Europeans from contact with the Arabs, Jerusalem, Bethlehem and Nazareth are worth the visit. One thing that pleased me much it was to find the real young people with a most beautiful peaceful smile in their faces. They were tired of the stupid situation they were living under the Palestinian Affair and would give anything to live in Peace and forget about the Past. But the Arabs would not leave them alone. No wonder that the guys in Power were roaring words of Total Destruction. I heard say that Israel got the Atomic Bomb, but never before heard I that the Israelis got the Neutron Bomb.

In the circles of the Physicians was told that the Neutron Bomb is a very particular arm of total destruction. If it was one of that Myths, kind of propaganda, let loose to scare the hell from the bad guys, I don’t know. They said that contrary to the classic H bomb this N Bomb annihilates all living material, but leave alone the buildings and things. Example, if the Israelis let loose a N Bomb over Teheran, people would be missing, but the City will be there to be inhabited again. It is obvious that the credulity of the people has been raised so high as to believe that onkeys fly. A newspaper publishing this kind of  science-fictions topics put on paper two things; one : readers are idiots and are treated them as such; and two : they are not dedicated to Information but to the Manipulation of the people.

Another thing I remember from Jerusalem it is a guy, an American from New York, dressed like a prophet, moving up and down King David Street with a big fly saying : “The end of the world is near, come and have a beer”. As a matter of fact I ended that night in the Prophet’s Bar, where all the tourist go to render homage to the night.

I got to say that it was a journey very instructive. Many of the clichés involved in the process of imagining a people and a land where you’ve never been and know about only on other’s word, clichés ready to damp a clear vision of mind, were, thanks to that journey, were erased from my soul.

A new manuscript was knocking at my door. I hit back the road to London, got me a flat in Finsbury Park, a new machine, and I reopened my investigation, this time roaming around the Second Hand Book-Shops by the British Museum, where I found wonders, not in catalogue but in many aspects superior in knowledge to the Ancient Middle East Histories in the libraries. It was then and there that I discovered Bury, Acton, and many of the Authors in the Reading Hall. Amen of others authors the loss of whose works I’m missing very much and are so rare to be found.

I spent that Autumn alone in my flat, surrounded by books, studying the Ancient History as a child who is discovering a new world and can’t stop moving. 24 hours at the wheek. 7 days per week.  30 days per month. Nonstop. I found myself waking up on my seat, with my head on my writing-machine, books everywhere around me. It was like a man before an unconquered Wall searching for a door to break in; he could not find it but he would not give up. Suddenly, one day, he wakes up and he is on the other side. A door was open while he was sleeping and when he wakes up he is inside.

“Yeah”, I could not stop crying Victory. I had found the way in. I am in “THE HEART OF MARY”.

How Mary met Joseph; who were Elizabeth and Zachariah; who were the brothers and sisters of Jesus. Everything.

It was like a son looking into the Heart of His Mother, no secret. The Law of Silence on the Saint Spirit was lowed for me. I had, without knowing what I was doing, “climbed to Heaven to bring down to Earth the Treasure most dear to the Son of God, the Memory of His in His Mother”. I went out to sing and run and drink my victory.

In my joy I was so far from the fact that he who had to go up to Heaven he had to go down to Hell! But this is another story.

 That what Cristo Raul, I, saw, this is that what you are going to read in the next hour. Enjoy.