Interview with Joshua XavierWith Halloween festivities in full swing, our intrepid reporter is reminded that Christmas is only two months away. Dreading the onslaught of commercialism, the year's end will bring, she retreats to her peaceful balcony, to meditate on what Christmas will bring, for her and friends in Second Life, this year. As she chants OM, an IM enters her mind, telepathically. Clicking it open, she reads, "Joshua Xavier: Meet me at the restaurant, in Sunweaver Bay". Snapping to attention, she jumps over the rail and runs down the hill to the restaurant, forgetting that she is dressed for the evening's theme party, "Flying High". Her heart pounding, she finds the place empty and takes a seat, to regain her composure.
No sooner are her eyes closed than she hears a man clearing his throat. Looking up, there is a young man, sitting across from her, wearing a blue poet's shirt. He breaks the silence with, "Good afternoon, my little angel. My name is Joshua Xavier and I've come for you to interview me". "You're Him", she stammers. The M..M..M... Master,....but I thought your name was...Jesu....". He raises his hand to stop her in mid sentence, to inform her, "There are many names that fit. My name, then as now, is Joshua. I prefer that over the way overzealous, Bible thumping preachers pronounce it. My closest friends call me Issa."
He snaps his fingers and a bottle of wine and a peperoni pizza appear on the table. As they shared the feast, they talked and the following is what was said.
Sha: People would not recognize you, dressed like this.
JX: If I wore a long white robe, long hair and beard and open wounds, most people would think I was a panhandling hippy or a doom and gloom prophet, predicting the end of the world. They would go out of their way, to avoid meeting me face to face. That would not help my mission.
Sha: Does that mean, you plan on returning to earth?
JX: Actually, I never really left. My beloved friend, John and I have continued our Father's work, under cover, like a pair of secret agents. It is more accurate to say, I will reappear.
Sha: Double oh WOW. Will the reappearance be soon?
JX: Relatively speaking, yes, in a dozen years or so. I can't give an exact date, because mankind has to prepare for it and the Prime Directive forbids us from forcing anything against their free will.
Sha: That could be a wrench in the works. We don't have the best track record. What must we do to prepare?
JX: Perhaps that can be summed up best in the words of my student, the Tibetan Master, Djwhal Khul (DK).
"Sincerity is a big aid in the quest for truth but this alone does not insure the student will always be able to bypass his illusions and dogmas and be 100% accurate in embracing the truths presented to him. When Christ does come many of these sincere people will find themselves rejecting him as a false teacher. The only thing that will correct them will be their own souls. To obtain the necessary soul contact requires a step beyond sincerity and that is an openness that will allow the seeker to question his long held beliefs and reassess them periodically with new teachings that cross his path from time to time. "
"Even the most astute student will have some problems with the Master for he will learn some information that he will have to take on faith to a degree. This does not mean he will accept blindly, but he will exercise his faith and test that which he does not know until he does know. Those who are stuck in their illusions will not apply the necessary tests and may wind up rejecting the Master."
Sha: WOW!!! That is a lot for seven billion people to master, in only a dozen years. How is it even possible?
JX: They don't have to master it. I will come unfailingly when a measure of peace has been restored, when the principle of sharing is at least in process of controlling economic affairs, and when churches and political groups have begun to clean house. Then I can and will come; then the Kingdom of God will be publicly recognised and will no longer be a thing of dreams and of wishful thinking and orthodox hope. The people of earth have grown tired of the economic and political mess and are quickly reaching a critical mass that will have enough power to bring about the needed changes.
Sha: I would love to do what I can to help, but what good can one avatar, in a virtual world, called Second Life do?
JX: More than you know. Do you recall the song, "Imagine", by John Lennon? Imagination is the key that unlocks the door to heaven. Your stories have already opened a few eyes to the fact that Second Life can teach the real world a thing or two.
Sha: Thank you for your faith in me. I hope I can be as effective as you seem to think I am.
JX: I see we have finished the pizza and wine. Let's finish our meeting with a walk through this beautiful sim, you call home.
With that, Joshua snapped his fingers again and the table was cleared. They strolled down the path, enjoying the heavenly vistas that Rita had created at Sunweaver Bay. As they passed by the waterfalls, Joshua turned to Sha and raised his arms and winked at her. "At least this time, none of us will get nailed to a tree", he said. With that, he poofed from view, but Sha knew he was, somehow, still on line.
Returning home, she paused at her desk and pushed the notes on the sim she was exploring to one side, as she opened a fresh document on the computer. Before starting, she walked over to her harp, sat down and began to play the Hallelujah chorus, her way of giving thanks for a wonderful interview.