mary helene magdalene gospel chapter 10

mary helene chapter 10

Rome, the university of the ruling empire, wanted Jesus. They wanted him to teach the Holy Scriptures of his mother's ancestors and they wanted his philosophy for his blood father's tribe of war lords.

We sat on the balcony drinking a tea pretending to contemplate weather or not he had a choice.

"Helene, I don't think I can say no. It is the den of the beast and I must try to do whatever I can to poison it."

"You will find the angels. Or they will find you."

"I'm certain there is some theater there."

The biggest theater was live murder shows for idiot spectators. And it sacred both of us. It was the mecca of madness. Everyone in Istanbul knew it and no one wanted either of us to leave. My theater group refused to let me go till the end of our season and Jesus didn't want to go before I was ready to go with him.

So he wrote back that he was honoured to come to the university of Rome and would make preparations for travel at the end of the summer.

The end of the summer came like the end of our last three summers in Istanbul, much to quickly.

Our old woman told us she would die if we left. And she did. She died two days before we boarded a ship. An Imperial ship. A ship with slaves chained to oars.

On board. On deck, their was wine and a fine kitchen and we had a cabin with more luxury than our home of four years in Istanbul.

Jesus was constantly standing at the front of the ship trying not to think. I tryed not to leave our cabin in day light and paced the deck at night.

The east faded behind us and the west sucked us up into its madness.

At the port in Rome we were greeted by the magistrate of the university and it took some of my fear away to see him. He and Jesus loved one another on sight. I would get used to being in the den of the beast.

Our flat was beautiful and the first thing I did was lay on the bed and not move until Jesus thought my soul had died.

"Helene. Should we return to the east."

"No. Jesus. You belong here. I will be okay as soon as my strength comes back."

It came back when Jesus took me north to the quiet hills of the Toscana. And I realized that I was pregnant.

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