Jesus

It is almost too painful to read about the passion, too difficult to mention his name or to think about it. Too controversial, too much power, it is a swear word, reminding us of our ultimate bankruptcy as a species, our sadism and gangrape, the hideous faults we are capable of.

Humanity is drowning in a hideous cauldron of fratricide and self-worshiping destruction, and the worst sin we ever committed was the massacre of God. Joyfully we scarred and destroyed him, pinning him to a tree between heaven and hell, between the elect and the damned criminals.

There is only one balance for humanity and the universe, only one way and truth, he is the fulfillment of every religion, and he transforms every aspect of every culture: the highest form of redemption is that the worst thing we ever did was used for our greatest good. The darkest and most hellish hour on this earth became our redemption. We tore God to pieces, and he willingly offered his body for our eternal health. He is the staple for all resolution, the crux of forgiveness, the axiom and worthy Lord of global redemption and the end.