cutting through the saviour

one of the things christians do is cut through the life of jesus, until they see him as the christian religion says.

i mean we all can imagine him same as in zefirelli's film: coming over the hill, all serious and dressed in the typical clothes, folowed by a (more or less) large croud, and entering some village; then, performing a miracle we all love to read about in "some book".

but afterwards? what about before? all icons depict one scene of the bible; be it crucifiction, him and some guy, him and the apostoles and so on;

can you imagine him at night? did he light a fire? maybe sit around the fire with his friends and have a good laugh? did he wake up in the morning with red markings on is face from sleeping over his hand?

maybe he used to scratch his neck in this really weird position when answering a question; maybe if a christian icon painter saw him laughing around the fire with his friends he wouln't be able to paint him at all afterwards;

because, if (as a great many belive) he was sacred and son of mr. G, then he would not let the thought of "the moment he died" (ok. hours of agony and torture before the rest of the comunity killed him) rule his entire life.

maybe he had this strange joke that only his disciples following him understood; and maybe they were exasperated by it; i wonder what such a joke could have been about;

hey was e a vegetarian? did he get dust in his hair? what color did he enjoy wearing best? white? maybe black? green stripes? did he even care?


because i just don't buy it that he thought constantly (and i mean constantly) about saving the world and his holy sacred mission to save me every time i lust for some cubicle coleague wearing a shorter skirt here.

i mean he couldn't be some obsessed, single-minded save-the-world freak! i've tseen some of those;


he just had to have a life!

i wonder what it was like.