NEONOO, or PARADISE IN THE NOOSPHERE

«And, what: did I get much from him?»

The guy starts to like me – and I try to be as correct as possible, but in the dosage of truth only.

«Sorry, but he made you idiots…»

Jesus does not have time to give in to the spirit – and I am already with painkillers.»

«But it is he, who owns the words that you just voiced!»

«???»

«Jesus said everything on the cross!» That is, Nietzsche claims, that you did not intend to leave behind neither memoirs nor theory. In his interpretation, you only showed people how to live – and how to die. Nietzsche thinks, that you are not guilty of what Paul made of you!»

Jesus thinks for a while: it feels like a guy has something.

«He is forgiven!»

«Well done, Izzy!» I hold on to his shoulder approvingly. «You are not only generous, but also clever!»

«But Paul…»

Jesus slowly shakes his head. Something in his look makes me nervous. Some he is not judgmental. And the voice is matches the look. Well, not heard in the voice of conviction. And, here, notes of approval in it clearly slip! Notes are barely audible, but still of approval! Bad will be if he believes in the version of Paul and begin to try on the outfit of Christ, already tailored to the pattern of this self-styled apostle! And I probably won’t have problems without them… with other problems! I want to take all speculation about suspicion – and I cannot: brains and professional experience do not allow. I’m, after all, «in one of my earthly lives» – an investigator.

Did I hurry with the with the transformation of Christ into Izzy?! Yes, it will be necessary to pay the closest attention to a comrade: a small one is not at all as simple as it seems… Or does he want to seem?! It’s no wonder his «tracing paper» was in the noosphere, among the «thoughts» of scholars and statesmen? Here, as I understand it, «do not hold fools»! So the noosphere found his thoughts useful, or, at least, deserving themselves. For what?! It is unlikely that he was «taken to the state» for past merits, although the man took part in the creative process! And, maybe, in vain am I’m thinking about his participation in the past tense? And the process itself may not be what it seems to me!

All this I scroll through in my mind under a good-natured smile on my face. I don’t even take my hand off Jesus’ shoulder. Diligently «absent by the presence» – and not rush my ward with the return of dreams into reality. I want to think, that this is just a dream. But, if Izzy again aspires to Christ, it is not worth prematurely opposing a comrade. I «showed film with him» – now let him show itself both in work and in terms of thoughts.

«Let`s go, Jesus: we are waiting for the business! I will not say anything for their greatness, but I have no doubt in volume! Alchemist, do not fall behind!»

I mow an eye to Jesus carefully: the guy is full… for something… for some reason. Okay: «there will be a day – there will be food for thought»…

Chapter four

«Jesus, son of Joseph!»

Son of a carpenter, tired of useless to turn his head on the missing sides, stops.

«What?»

«Do you know the Holy Scripture well?»

«Not understood…»

If a comrade thinks, that I am trying to insult him – it is in vain. I am only bringing him to the subject of interest.

«Then remind me of the beginning of Genesis?»

«In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. The earth was formless and empty, and darkness was over the deep, and the Spirit of God moved over the water».»

«That’s it!» I sigh. «And we don’t have that either: neither darkness, nor abyss, nor water!»

Jesus sniffs knowingly.

«So you said, that I… well, this… not this… is not the Lord?»

«You are not the Lord!»

And once again I am on the topic of «nothing». In vain the companion hopes for something… or on someone, for example, on me. «In order to avoid further torment», I quickly condemn his hope. But the guy is clearly not going to move away from canon.

«But there is no other Lord either!»

«Other»?!»

I artistically «kill» the applicant by mimicry and voice: for the mind. «Killed» corresponds to the image instantly: he «dies»… with crimson paint on dark cheeks.

«I’m sorry… I didn’t put it that way… I want to say: „There is no Lord“…»

That’s better!

«That is, I wanted to say: „The Lord is not here“…»

With a hasty correction, Jesus is ahead of my failed gratitude for a sober look. No objections: he is clever. He is clever and cunning: «they do not deny, loving, because life does not end tomorrow,» as one comrade said. Therefore, instead of a friendly pat on the shoulder, I now have to «stand a little on my friend» – not for selfishness again, but in the interests of the cause solely.

«Step forward – two steps back!» Am I right, comrade Jesus?»

The opposition is silent. Confounded? Lurking for better times? I can’t guarantee anything anymore, especially since the «best times» come suddenly – and again on me.

«The Lord is everywhere…»

«… should be… theoretically!» I’m not in debt: the sequence should be… consistent! «Everywhere»! Everywhere is somewhere not here! And here – do you see him, or even feel? No, mate: if there is no classics, then there is no Spirit of God! That’s because he has nothing to do here: neither darkness, nor water, nor the abyss! And everything should be according to the instructions: no gag! After all, the Bible – if you believe its readers-admirers – is not just a book, but a record from the words of the Author! Or do I think so by my naivety?»

Jesus courageously suffers an insult for himself and for the Lord and prefers to be left without a text. Now I have the opportunity to grin relatively calmly.

«So, one conclusion is already there… about what is not. And we have… nothing! Nothing classic… together with the Chief Classic! Hence what is the second conclusion?»

Jesus wipes his head. The text is already coming from somewhere below.

«Do you want to do without the Lord?»

No, this guy needs to be closely monitored! He is definitely well acquainted with the dialectic! Well, we make a knot for memory!

«I don’t know how it is in your age, but in ours it’s not accepted… it was to answer a question with a question…»

And without that, not a model of harmony, Jesus immediately hunched over the norm. Well, man: not a guy, but a virgin… in terms of feelings! It is impossible this way: start crying immediately… because of the little things!

«Well, well, Izzy!» I clap the shoulder of the ex-God conciliatingly. «Now (I don’t want to, but I’m shouting on an adverb!) I never thought to offend you, and, if, nevertheless, I managed it – sorry, for the sake of Go… that is, sorry.»

Jesus calms down: «a sweet word is nice and cat». And I have a lesson: there is no need to dissuade the little boy… ahead of time: there will be time and occasion.