Photographed by Magnus Magnusson for & Other Stories
What I’ve concluded according to my readings in humanities:
Jesus was just like this laid back Jewish guy with some sandals and a staff, and he was all “Hey man, let’s still be Jewish, just like, not corrupt. Live off the earth and don’t worry about making it to Temple if you’re too poor. Something, something mustard seeds.”
Paul was some guy with money and a Roman citizenship who went around killing any followers of Jesus until he decided to stop one day (probably due to a conscience, not a glowing light), went blind, then wasn’t blind (really Paul? that’s the oldest trick in the book), then was all “Yeah I’m a Christian now, and that’s totally different from being a Jew, and that means everyone can be a Christian even if you’re an uncircumcised Gentile, and like I’m gonna tell everybody what I think Jesus meant even though I never actually met the dude.”
Jugend-Jeunesse — Otto Maria Miethke-Gutenegg, 1904
My eyes ache and my brain is fried. Time to watch The Duchess and lull myself into some form of relaxation.