It is difficult to know where this all begins. Let us assume one of two things. Either there is a God, one God, that I was Jesus, or that there is possibly no God, or many Gods, and that I am simply deluded. Where can we start to sort fact from fiction. With science? There is nothing conclusive of final about science. We are discovering new things all the time. Let us then go back to the assumption that God is real, and all powerful, has existed for ever, even before the big bang which started our universe, and how many big bangs before that. Let us just confine ourselves to things we can actually comprehend, and to known history, and accept that some of what we know may not be true or the full truth.
Christopher Pym wrote a book, The Road to Angkor Wat. This long out-of-print book describes the author’s journey from coastal Vietnam to Angkor in the year 1957. From what I recall, after reading it, the civillisation at Angkor Wat was destroyed by invasion. The people were quite content to gorow rice, and farm fish in their paddy fields. They lived in long houses and brewed rice wine and were very content. They had a road through the jungle to the coast in Vietnam, and traded their fish and rice for gold, which they used in their temples to their God or Gods. They were actually trading with Moslems, or Arabs who had slaves, and extracted the gold from mines in Africa. They had a crossing at Mecca where their temple was. When the gold ran out, and they could no longer afford to buy the rice and fish they needed, they decided to make a raid and get their gold back. This they did, taking the Queen hostage and returning to Mecca, but they never made it and their fleet was destroyed in a storm within sight of their destination. The Queen was killed and with her many of the people of Angkor who were destined to become slaves. Now it is my belief, and possible that many of the women who were on that ship took the place of their queen, sacrificing themselves sexually to their captors to save her from the most extreme indignity. Also on that ship, which was within 30 or 40 miles of the slave port was a small curved knife which had belonged to the Queen's husband, before he was killed in battle with these Arab traders. It has never been found, but this could be th basis of the system we have inherited today.
In a letter to the Royal Family, I made the claim that a man called Mathew Ridge had taken the place of David Beckham, in the bed of his wife, Victoria Beckham, with David's (my) knowledge, but without him being able to do anything to prevent it. In a letter to Prince Charles I made the claim that since Victoria and his mother were one and the same person (soul), Ridge had in effect raped the the Queen , and he (Charles) had better do something about it, either asking Ridge for full disclosure, or making sure that his mother was not capable of the changes I was suggesting she is capable of.
In support of my case, I wrote to the Queen telling her that in 1991 I had been is Pusan South Korea, when I had met a woman named Sera. (Sera (Sarah- or Sadah) was the name of Abraham's wife, if you recall,and God had promised Abraham that man would live for 70 years, as opposed to 35 which they had done previously.) This woman I had met on teh street, first when I was 40 metres away she had looked like a 60 or 70 year old woman, but as I approached the years appeared to melt off her and she was only in her early 20's. At the time I was 37 or so. She also looked more and more frightened as I approached, as though I was Japan's most fearful samurai.
The upshot of this story is that we agreed to get married, conditional on my getting to the United States of America where her parents lived. The purpose of my trip was to get married, but I had intended to meet a chinese woman in China, but had turned back at Inchon South Korea because my Red Cross Mastercard wasn't accessible, and all my travel funds, a sum of approximately $10,000 were on it. I was fearful that I would become stranded in China with no money if I went further, so I decided to use my ticket from Narita in Japan to London, and sort out my money situation from there. Frankly I was very angry that the bank would screw me arouund like this but things would get a lot worse before they got any better.
The next day I decided to purchase my ticket on the ferry back to Japan. It was an open ticket, and I didn't intend to use it for a couple of days, but Sera wanted me to buy her a ticket also, which I did, but she decided to get on the ferry straight away. I knew she didn't have a passport, but there was a possibility the captain could marry us on the way over, and then she and I would be travelling as a couple. I thought it was unwise of her to try to get on the ferry when we could get married in Pusan, but it was too late to stop her. She was confronted about not having a passport, and ordered to strip, and she was searched in front of all the departing passengers. I was about to blow a blood vessel in my neck I was so angry. She told the officer who was conducting the interrogation that we were married. I had no docementation to prove it, although what she was telling them was obviously true, so I denied it. They then fingerprinted her, and the office threw the fingerprint record on the table. I looked at it, and recognised the concentric circles or "whirls" in a target shape as those of the Queen. Don't ask me how I knew this, but remember that I was married, as my Grandfather to my Grandmother, and had been a believer in God for ten years. I felt comfortable know these things, but I was immediately taken away from the port, and Sera was arrested and taken away. They only brought me back to the dock and put me on the ferry, moments before it left. I didn't see Sera again.
So who would take the place of the Queen if she was unable to be where she was supposed to be, and how could she get from where she was to where I was on the streets of Pusan, and how could she change her appearance?