Jesus the Time Traveler

While researching for something I'm working on, I came across a message board where people were discussing Jesus and what not. The following is a mixture of those ideas and my own. Tell me this doesn't blow your mind.

Jesus was a time traveler sent back in time to warn of the dangers of living the way people were. Because they wouldn't understand the science behind time travel, he used what they would know: religion. When his science looked to them like magic, they were afraid.

Much like we would today if someone came here claiming to either be the son of god or a traveler from the future, they ridiculed him, tortured and questioned him, and, finally, killed him.

The reason his body wasn't discovered was b/c he was pulled back to the future.

Now, many of you who are religious in this venue will initially scoff and laugh, but stop, step back from your personal beliefs, and think about this objectively.

It explains everything. The rest, like all good storytelling, became embellished for entertainment and lesson teaching.

Poetry Sings

Please allow Jasper this guilty pleasure. Was a song maker from way back when and like to dabble now and then. Been awhile since I have and there's not much in the way of revision happening here. Just a few thoughts would be kind of you.



LONG RIDE NOWHERE


Saw a girl by the bus stop the other day
Averted eyes of a teenaged runaway.
Wanted to tell her things would be all right.
But then the doors closed and we rolled out of sight.

What is it like to feel like no one cares?
To be all alone while everyone stares.
Can you tell me the way to the light
Cause I don't think I'll make it home tonight.

A nervous boy kept tapping his foot
Looking around like the guilty could.
Wonder where he comes from and what he left behind.
Wonder where he's going and if he'll get there in time.

What is it like to feel like no one cares?
To be all alone while everyone stares.
Can you fix everything that is wrong?
Why does this journey feel so long?

Middle aged couple fighting non-stop
Dangling baby she's about to drop.
He doesn't notice and continues to yell.
Wonder what it's like when we get to Hell.

What is it like to feel like no one cares?
To be all alone while everyone stares.
Can you see me through all of your pain?
Or am I blurred through the tears of your shame?

I sit in the back wondering if they care
Do they even notice that i'm sitting right here?
Am i the ghost haunting everyone
Or am I the only one having no fun?

What is it like to feel like no one cares?
To be all alone while everyone stares.
Do you remember the good times you had?
Am I the only one who's always been mad?

What is it like to feel like no one cares?
To be all alone while everyone stares.
What lies in wait at the end of this ride?
Why should I care when I've already died?