Book: Judas Iscariot

They always love their teacher, but more dead than alive. When the teacher is alive, he can ask them a lesson, and then they will feel bad. And when the teacher dies, they themselves become teachers, and it is already bad for others! Heh!

While his lively and cunning eye was moving, Judas seemed simple and kind, but when both eyes stopped motionless and the skin on his bulging forehead gathered into old bumps and folds, there was a painful guess about some very special thoughts tossing and turning under this skull. They were completely alien, very special, they had no language at all, they surrounded the pondering Iscariot with a deaf silence of secrets, and I wanted him to speak, move, even lie as soon as possible. For the very lie spoken in human language seemed to be truth and light in front of this hopelessly deaf and unresponsive silence.

This morning you called me a thief. Tonight you call me: brother. What will you call me tomorrow?

Sacrifice is suffering for one and disgrace for all.

Lied to Judas all the time, but got used to it, as seen for the lies of bad deeds and conversation of Judah and his stories, she gave a special interest and has made life look like a funny and sometimes scary story.

And more shamelessly invented it, as if not understanding that diseases come to a person is not accidental, but born of the inconsistencies of its actions with the covenants of the eternal.

And then came Judas. He came, bowing low, bending his back, cautiously and timidly stretching out her ugly buhruvate head is exactly how imagined him know.

In the garden of Gethsemane, he is kissing Christ, with such excruciating tenderness and longing that, if Jesus flower, a drop of dew fell b with Its petals, not swayed he on a thin stalk from the kiss of Judas.

Once at rest, the apostles decided to have some fun: meryayas power, they raise from the earth the stones - who is the greatest? and throw into the abyss. Judas lifts the heavy piece of rock. His face glows with triumph: now it is clear that he, Judah, is the strongest, most beautiful, the best of the twelve. "Lord, prays to Christ Peter, I don't want the strongest was Judas. Help me defeat him!" - "But who will help Iscariot?" - it is with sadness that corresponds to Jesus.

"Tell me, Judah, and your father was a good man?" - "Who was my father? He who had whipped me with a switch? Or a devil, a goat, a rooster? How could Judas know who I've shared a bed his mother?" The answer of Judas the apostles shakes: who ostavlyaet their parents, doomed to perish!

- I see very bad dreams. Do you think in your dreams also have to answer man?
- Is the dreams he sees someone else, and not himself?

Good people, in his opinion, are those who know how to hide their deeds and thoughts; but if such a person to hug, to caress and to inquire carefully, then it will flow like pus from punctured wounds, all unrighteousness, abomination, and a lie.

And high above the crown of the earth, we lift on the cross love crucified love.

- I grabbed a sword, but he told us not to.
- It is not necessary? And you listened? - laughed Iscariot. - Peter, Peter, is it possible to listen to him! Unless he understands that some people in the fight!
- Who does not obey him, he goes into hell.
- Why didn't you go? Why didn't you, Peter? Gehenna - what the hell? Well, let you go - why do you shower if you don't dare to throw it into the fire, when I want!