‘You take the blue pill, the story ends. You wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in Wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.’
It is fast approaching that time of year again, you know the time of year when we all start to feel warm and fuzzy inside because Christmas is around the corner. The decorations go up, the Christmas trees come out, and we all start preparing for what will be a special day. A day where we celebrate three wise men, Rudolph the red nose reindeer, Satan Claus, oh and I almost forgot: the birth of Jesus. Being raised as a Christian, I used to take this day and the stories connected with it as a given. Obviously as you get older, you start to realise that there’s no fat old white man that’s ever going to be able to fit down your chimney during the night to deliver you gifts whilst you sleep in your bed on an estate in south London (which doesn’t even have a chimney!) A reindeer flying through the sky? nah not possible.
I mean, I knew from young that these stories couldn’t be true, you know, like the tooth fairy and other myths. But as I got older I started to question the stories of a man parting the seas, walking on water, feeding thousands with two loafs of bread and fish. Then, as I’d sit in church I would look around at the depictions of the saints, all white. No black saints. It made me think ‘were there no black people around during the times of these stories?’ Or was it that there were, but ‘no black person had done anything to warrant sainthood?’ I would sit in a black church and watch black people praise a white son of God, with the understanding that if the son of God was white, then God must be… These were the murmurings of me coming into consciousness.
‘Have blind faith’, ‘don’t question God’ you’d hear.
But if God made us as intelligent beings, surely we should be able to question things. I remember being young and playing a king in the nativity play at school. I mean, I was young and indoctrinated, so I just did what my mum said to do, what the school said to do, as this was our belief system. I was all about it. Midnight mass on Christmas Eve and not giving a damn about what this man behind this wooden ting was talking about. Struggling to keep my eyes open and just waiting for him to end my misery. Opening presents under the tree, Christmas dinner, family members coming round, some who I hadn’t seen all year and whom I didn’t actually even like. Luckily I don’t ever remember having to sit on some crusty fake Santa clauses leg! I see some parents forcing their crying babies into the arms of a dressed up Santa Claus just to get that photo op, scarring their child for life!
Anyway, I’ve always been inquisitive, and as the years went on I started looking into this thing we call Christmas, not to be a kill joy but just due to the fact that I was on a mission to find the truth in a world full of lies…
Here’s some of what I found:
December 25th was a day that was celebrated by pagans before the birth of Jesus. This day is called The Winter Solstice. To pagans this day meant that winter was over and spring was coming, so they celebrated the day with festivities.
The sun makes an annual descent southward until December 21st or 22nd. The winter solstice is where the sun stops moving southerly for 3 days and then starts to move northward again. The ancients used to declare that the ‘Gods Sun’ had died for 3 days and was born again on the 25th December. The ‘Gods Sun’ had been ‘resurrected’ after 3 days. The phrase ‘the sun walks on water’ was used to refer to the suns reflection on the water. I think it’s interesting that this is pretty much the exact same story of Jesus’ resurrection and relates to the story of him walking on water. With that being said, is ‘son of God’ really ‘Sun of God?’ It is widely taken as fact amongst scholars that nobody really knows when Jesus would have been born and that in actual fact the Roman Catholic Church settled on Dec 25th as it tied into the winter solstice and Saturnalia – a festival dedicated to the Roman deity Saturn.
Speaking of Rome and just from an information standpoint, I think it’s interesting to briefly add that through the Council of Nicea in AD 325, the Roman Emperor Constantine was able to summon 318 Christian bishops to basically decide what Christianity would and would not represent. For example, the divine nature of God and his relationship to God the father, which gospels would be put in the bible, which wouldn’t etc.
There is also information to suggest that there are other historical beings who shared the same birthday as Jesus; his resurrection story, and the story of him being born of a virgin such as, Krishna, Attis, the Egyptian God Horus, Mithra and Dionysus. Is this a coincidence?
Could it be that we are in fact dealing with a collective Christ Consciousness rather than a being?
I think it’s also interesting to note that the letter J had not been ‘created’ until the 1500-1600’s which is way after the death of Jesus and Christ was a title that was given to an individual as opposed to it being a name.
I find it fascinating that, the story of Jesus, Mary and Joseph is extremely similar to the story of Horus, Isis and Osiris – who predate the story of Jesus by thousands of years. I’m not learned enough at this moment to expand on that, but what I do know is that to have a story that is still inscribed in hieroglyphics on the Egyptian pyramids, that is similar if not the same as the story of Jesus, that PREDATES their story by thousands of years – if you were handing in an assignment that followed the above, that would be called plagiarism.
I think that we can all agree depictions of Jesus himself are historically inaccurate. Blonde hair with blue eyes? It’s just not logical and is an intervention of white male racism. Even in the bible it is said according to John, that ‘the hair on his head was white like wool, his feet like polished bronze refined in a furnace’. It has been said that some depictions of Jesus were painted by Michaelangelo and that they are actually a portrait of a man named Caesar Borgia.
The legend Santa Claus can be traced back hundreds of years to a monk named St. Nicholas who was born around 280 AD. It is said he was much admired for his kindness, his giving nature and for helping the poor and the sick. The name Santa Claus evolved from his nickname ‘Sinter Klaas’. As time went on Saint Nicholas became Santa Claus and for some reason is a huge part of the celebration of Jesus Christs birth, even though Santa Claus is not spoken of in the bible?
As for Rudolph the red nose reindeer, he was made up quite recently in 1939 by a department store admin and I guess over the years they just threw him into the Christmas mix.
The tree that we bring into our homes is, if real, an evergreen tree. Pagans in Europe bought evergreen fir branches into their homes during the winter solstice to brighten their spirits. This was long before the advent of Christianity. Mistletoe and holly where also bought into the home during these times as these were the few flowering plants during winter. How the mistletoe went from being something that adorned your home to something whereby man was lipsing up woman underneath I don’t know! Moving on, some say that the decorating of Christmas trees started in Germany, but without going any further I think it’s fair to say that these are pagan practices and have nothing to do with Jesus.
These are just a few examples that I thought I’d share with you as we come into this time of year. The time of year where people are literally ready to kill themselves and others on Black Friday to get those deals in and go into debt spending money on gifts that they don’t really have, all whilst making their local retailers extremely happy. My whole thing is that if we are going to take part in these types of holiday festivities, let us at least know what we are celebrating, and make an informed choice to partake in the celebrations.
I personally do not wish to partake in Christmas whereby Jasmine does. To her Christmas represents family coming together and giving to one another. She’s coined it ‘GiveMas!’ I can respect that, so this year we will be celebrating GiveMas. As for that Christmas tree she wants to put up in our apartment, good luck!
Though, an unknown wise man once said ‘happy wife, happy life!’
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