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A picture is worth a thousand words, so today we will rather look at the iconography…

A famous depiction of Christ’s Ascension is the Christus Helios, a late third century Roman ceiling mosaic, which is said to show Jesus as the sun god Helios (Sol or Sol Invictus) riding to heaven in his chariot. Since the historical Jesus was Julius Caesar, we find the iconographical predecessor in the first century BCE, a relief depicting the apotheosis and ascension of Caesar as Divus Iulius (“God Julius”), riding to heaven in his chariot. The main characteristics are exactly the same: god, chariot, wheel, horses with raised forelegs, plants, and the general theme of ascension. Here are the images:

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Posted March 27, 2012 by dionoia in Uncategorized

2. Esoteric Historians – The Resurrection Poets Osiris, Homer, and St. Mark   Leave a comment

Image     Unless you have physically died, and come back to life, you can’t really believe in a personal resurrection experience.

The handful of people who have undergone a proven medical death, in a hospital for instance, under precise biological observation by trained physicians, and whose vital signs were officially terminated and then revived after a few crucial minutes, have been monitored and documented as survivors of the ultimate journey. Their subsequent narratives of what happened to them after death don’t really square with what skeptics or religious believers say about “that dark undiscovered Country.”

As one of those very few who endured that experience, which I chronicled in my memoir ‘Abduction at Roswell’, it is neither the blank oblivion that non-religious, scientifically-inclined people insist awaits us when we stop breathing, nor is it the glorious heaven of bright angelic choirs.

What it is , , , has been described best, in line with my own experience and memory when I was in a coma for about 20 hours and felt sure that I was dead, by the Founders of the great civilizations in ancient Egypt, Greece, and Roman Arabia.

Osiris was once a man in North Africa who apparently was murdered and later revived back into a divine status by extraordinary means. The endless hieroglyphics, Sacred Writings, that cover hundreds of tombs throughout the Nile Region were probably inspired, originally, by his own quill. The mythic grammar of his marvelous journey(s) into the Tuat Underworld, and daily return back to life at an Easter-type sunrise from the east, surely made him the premier god of the Egyptian culture that thrived for thousands of years. Most people had not experienced what Osiris himself went through in both a painful death and its subsequent Mystery, and it was, originally, probably his own poetic history that helped them get through their fear of death. It was something so unique that only he could really believe had happened to him, and which would happen, under the right (ethical) circumstances, to everybody else if only they would trust him and believe that his history was the truth.

The epic bard who has come down to us by the name of Homer, in what would become the Greek Civilization, also founded that next great culture with his quill. In ‘The Iliad’ and ‘The Odyssey’ he described a fantastic world of gods and goddesses that wasn’t quite the same as our present existence, and yet it was. From his personal vision and inspiration mankind advanced slowly upon its tenuous spiritual evolution.

And then, in another thousand years or so, in that same Mediterranean region of the Earth, another mysterious Poet emerged with another supernatural story of a God-man with extraordinary abilities that the common person couldn’t begin to match. Papyrus scrolls had advanced technically into parchment and then codex-type books, and mankind was advancing somewhat with his historical record-keeping thanks to the foundations laid by Egypt and Greece. The great kings and queens from Sumeria, Persia, Macedonia, and Rome began to codify and compile their discoveries in science and art in vast libraries.

It was out of these complex activities of a growing human population that another version of Osiris and Homer developed into what became the masterpiece of ‘The Gospel of St. Mark’. Because it is primarily about a wonder-worker whose name eventually came down to us as Jesus Christ, who is also murdered horribly and then rises from the dead to walk upon the Earth again, it looks to be the personal record of the protagonist, again, in his own words. Who else could really believe it, and write it down? From where can such inspired poetry come, if not from the prophet himself who has managed, or been blessed with, that magnificent, cosmic Round-Trip?

Maybe he was the only one who believed it, to begin with. That is the definition of ‘esoteric’: “Meant for or understood by only a specific group. Not publicly disclosed; confidential.” The existence and origin of the first gospel of the New Testament of ‘The Bible’ is shrouded in historical obscurity, and even secrecy; despite the efforts of many researchers over the past 2,000 years to find it. They can’t find an original manuscript at all, or even early copies of it for hundreds of years after the events described in it in the early decades of the present era, or the identity of the Evangelist, or any direct, local, factual evidence of its Protagonist either. The early Egyptians and early Greeks probably had the same problem figuring out where and who Osiris and Homer were, too. Their identities today are still completely shrouded in mythology.

Why? In the long run, Jesus Christ has become by far the most famous non-person in the world. How is that possible? The billions of people who worship him as the Son of God have been convinced by Mark’s Gospel, and the 3 other canonical gospels, and the epistles of Paul which comprise the New Testament attached to the Old Hebrew Testament of the best-selling Bible, that their salvation of surviving the fear of death and a sinful life depends on their faith and trust in Jesus to help them through the terrors of the night. Just as the Egyptian believed Osiris would help them survive what he himself had survived; and which Homer explains about the same Hades Underworld that controls the fates of all earthly existence.

In the beginning, it must have been a very esoteric historian who wrote down the unwritten laws of biology and physics that have yet to be discovered in the laws of the Universe that govern its infinitudes of Space and Time. The magic tales of the great Bards are just way too fanciful for billions of other people who do not think the idea of God presents a sound, rational philosophy of living. Scientific ‘secular humanists’ may love the literature and eloquence of Homer, and the artistry of Luxor, the Pyramids, and democratic Athens, but to them there was no historical, factual evidence of anyone named Jesus Christ in Judaea in 33 C.E. Nothing. Not a shred of empirical truth.

But there they are, too. Osiris and Homer and Jesus are as solid as the Pyramids, the Parthenon, and St. Peter’s Basilica. People may have built those monuments to themselves, but the inspiration came from something more than greed or war or ignorance. The Temples in Carnac and Olympus and Jerusalem are about a lot more than man’s venal limitations, and Man knows it, somehow. He knows there is something essential in the definition of Truth itself in death. Logical geniuses like Imhotep, Plato, and Einstein knew it too.

There was a real man in Judaea at the turn of several millenia ago, who wrote that first gospel. There had to be. Somebody wrote it. The gospel is, as always, the best evidence of a man’s experience, along with his deeds. There is a real human being somewhere glaring at us from the provable pages of history, staring at us right in the face, if only as an esoteric historian who must have directly experienced a resurrection phenomenon, perhaps alone in his belief to start with, or with a few followers.  He is just about the only really probable man who was there, based on extensive contemporary history and documents, physical constructions and monuments, and reputation.

The next part of this series of Essays will go into the detailed confusion which people have made of the most enduring, and the most controversial, of their histories and personalities. For instance, the first time the name Jesus Christ was apparently written down came from Paul in the 40s C.E. (A.D.) – before the first gospel, or homily based on another Text, which scholars say was penned by the Evangelist under the questionable name of Mark.

Posted March 26, 2012 by dionoia in Uncategorized

1. ‘Jesus was Caesar: on the Julian Origin of Christianity’ – book review   1 comment

Imageby Francesco Carotta [Aspekt publishers, 1999 in German, 2005 English translation, The Netherlands, 509 pp.]

Christianity grew out of the Roman Empire. To many modern ears, ancient Rome under the Caesars was a corrupt tyranny of brutal gladiators, slavery, ruthless imperialism, and decadent, anti-democratic emperors. We have been taught for thousands of years, in millions of churches and synagogues and mosques, that the few loyal followers of a humble Jewish miracle-worker named Jesus Christ were a tiny, oppressed sect of decent, loving people who had to overcome all the odds against them, and the foremost obstacle to this simple loving Religion was the cruel paganism and militarism of Rome. It was the Romans who murdered their Savior on the Cross after all; in an unbearably cruel Crucifixion Passion narrated directly from God the Father himself in the exquisite poetry of the 4 Gospels in the New Testament of the Holy Bible.

But what if the facts of history refute this hallowed Myth, and Roman culture was far from the villainous scourge we have been conditioned to believe? What if the real Savior, as proven not only by the facts of history, but also in the profound belief system inherent in in the foundation of those same Romans, was not a Jewish preacher in Palestine at all? The Founder of Christianity, as described in extensive detail in Francesco Carotta’s exquisite history ‘Jesus was Caesar’, was really Julius Caesar, cruelly murdered in the year 44 B.C.E. in Rome, and not Jerusalem.

What? When I came across this book on Amazon last year, randomly going through the many new studies – as well as many more illogical screeds on the subject – about the historicity, or not, of Jesus Christ, this one piqued my interest because I was raised a good Roman Catholic altar boy back in the days when the Mass was still celebrated in Latin, the language of Caesar. I had been to Rome and loved it. My devout Irish-French American family was blessed by the Pope in St. Peter’s Square, and we ogled for many hours with all the tourists at the inspiring Sistine Chapel, Michelangelo’s magnificent Pieta, and the surprisingly religious culture of ancient Rome preserved in Pompeii in southern Italy under the shadow of Mt. Vesuvius.

As Catholics we knew ours was a great and beautiful Church. So I was not shocked about the idea that Julius Caesar was the model for the Founder of Christianity. I knew him to be the Pontifex Maximus, which is still the title of the Pope, who really is a Caesarean Emperor. I knew he was a very religious man, as well as one of the greatest generals in history, building up the Republic into an Empire.

I also knew he had killed a lot of people in his many wars. I had no illusions about what it took to create such an amazing imperial force throughout the Mediterranean and much of Europe. And of course I knew how vicious the Senators were who slew him with 23 knife wounds on the actual floor of the Senate chamber on that awful day of the Ides of March, attempting to end his powerful usurpation of their so-called republican government.

I knew that the duality of Jesus, the peaceful prophet in the quiet groves of Galilee, was counterbalanced by the violent Christ who was so much like a Caesar conquering half the world with his armies, always in the name of a Pax Romana.

As a Catholic I also knew the corruption of my Church, and not long after my sojourns in my favorite City in the world, I stopped going to church, because I began studying its awful history of Inquisitions and Crusades in college. We had been lied to, about the Holocaust of Spanish priests in the ‘New World’, murdering millions of Natives. We had been lied to about the facts of Jesus’ life with so many contradictions in the Bible. And then we learned about the sickening rape of altar boys by priests! The theft of trillions by the Vatican Bank. No, I still have had no illusions about the Catholic Church.

And like many others of my rebellious 60s generation, I turned to the Pagan Myths and origins of God and Goddess, to the beauty of Osiris in Egypt and his counterparts Dionysos and Hades in Greece, and Bacchus and Venus in Rome. Yes, that was much more consistent to our idea of a peaceful cosmos.

And that in turn has also been a part of Carotta’s investigative report. It seems Julius Caesar, after his vicious murder, was equated with the butchered god Dionysos as well, on the Liberalia Fest of Dionysos, 2 days after the Ides of March, at his massive funeral in the Forum made famous in Shakespeare’s play ‘Julius Caesar’, in which Mark Antony, Caesar’s right hand man and “high priest”, gave his stirring eulogy to the outraged people of Rome. Caesar’s wax effigy was actually hoisted up on a Tropaeum-Cross for all the people to see, exactly like the Crucifixion of Christ, with Caesar’s bloody body on its bier at the foot of the Tropaeum. He cites numerous eyewitnesses and classical historians to this elaborate ritual, like Suetonius, Nicolaus of Damascus, in mind-numbing footnotes, to prove it at least to scholars.

Julius Caesar slaughtered brutally, and put up on a Cross? It was the most famous tragedy in all of ancient history, and well-known to everyone. From that, his religion was born. It was originally known as the ‘Imperial Cult’. It was promulgated far and wide by the highly organized Roman efficiency. How else can we explain the complete spread of Christianity over 3 continents so fast? He was described as DIVUS IULIUS, the Divine Julius, on countless statues and temples in thousands of Roman cities. It was accepted dogma, thanks to the millenia of deeply spiritual training and conditioning borrowed freely from Egypt and Greece, that the King, the Pharaoh, the Pontifex Maximus Pope Caesar, was a God. He still is.

Carotta and his colleagues, who include now priests and scholars from across Europe, have gone into great detail in the decades since these studies have been launched, analyzing the Gospel of Mark to show its similarities to the life and death of the Divine Caesar, comparing the authentic coins and stone inscriptions throughout the Mediterranean region to illustrate again and again, in hard archaeological evidence as well as in manuscripts, that Mark Antony especially spread the gospel of his great friend and general, whose famous Clementias decrees forgiving his enemies were just one, among many, traits of the great man’s misunderstood kindness and genius.

There are a great many questions still to be researched, of course, but at least they can, hopefully, be conducted by responsible and faithful linguists and philosophers like Mr. Carotta, and not by all the orthodox apologists who simply will not believe the facts of history before their eyes and scorn anything but the contradictions contained in their Bibles. For instance, why was the story transferred to Judea, instead of Rome? Has it simply been altered over the centuries by self-serving, self-appointed evangelists in Palestine, to make of this great truth their own national rationalization? Probably, the original story was set in Rome, accurately, and true, and then changed slowly in the Dark Ages to fit back into an Old Testament framework by officious editors.

For there is no factual evidence anyone named Jesus Christ ever lived somewhere in Galilee in the first 33 years of the Common Era of our Calendar (written by the way, by Julius Caesar). The Jesus gospels appeared only decades, if centuries later, and apparently only as homilies of some original and lost (or purposely destroyed?) texts, whose locale and authorship are really unknown.

I still may not go back to church because of this book, because the Vatican is still scornful of ideas like these, and is continuing along its merry way of excluding women from ordination, marriage of priests, and refusing prosecution of hundreds and hundreds of pedophile priest, bishops, and cardinals. It has become the corrupt stereotype people still hold about all that was wrong with the Roman Empire. But at least a few of us still have our faith in God (and Goddess), and that is more important than all the liturgies and missals and dogmae that have been pounded into our heads for 2,000 years of a mistaken Impostor to the Throne.

Posted March 23, 2012 by dionoia in Uncategorized

Leptis Magna, Libya   Leave a comment

Leptis Magna, Libya

Rebuilt by Augustus in 1 A.D., Libertas, Pater Liber

Posted March 22, 2012 by dionoia in Uncategorized

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Was just invited by author Francesco Carotta [‘Jesus was Caesar’] to join the profound discussions on DIVUS IULIUS, which I highly recommend for people interested in the facts of the myths originating in Caesar’s Rome that account for the truth of the fictional character Jesus Christ.


Caesar’s funeral: wax effigy on tropaeum (left) | “Orpheos Bakkikos” artifact (right)

The Spanish journal for ancient archaeology Revista de Arqueología has reprinted an abridged version of the article “Orfeo Báquico – La Cruz Desaparecida”, originally published in 2009 in the theological journal Isidorianum 18 (35): 179–217. Here’s the abstract taken from the English version “Orpheos Bakkikos — The Missing Cross”:

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Posted March 22, 2012 by dionoia in Uncategorized