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

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