Jesus takes up posture, preparing to start singing. He erects his
shoulders, inhales the air and holds his breath, when God continues: „Would
you be so kind to begin, Judas?"
The held air escapes Jesus` mouth with a sharp sound: „Judas?" He looks confused and anything but amused; an unhealthy red grows on his cheeks. „Judas?" He is struggling for inner balance. „Why he? I should sing first. I`m the star after all."
Judas snorts. „That`s exactly the attitude, that got us in trouble, Jesus. You were supposed to be human. You were not supposed to run around telling everyone that you are the king of the world, particularly not the Romans."
„But he never did." Olivia throws in.
„What?" She suddenly feels pierced by a pair of questioning blue and thoughtful brown eyes.
„Well," she walks across the stage in slow pace. „The theologists say that Jesus actually never said he was the messiah."
„I can`t believe anyone could ever forget this." Simon murmurs.
„What do you mean?" Olivia stops before Simon, twisting a strand absentminded around her finger.
„Jesus has been telling us day and night, that he was the long expected messiah." Simon explains.
„Till he showed up, I didn`t even know I expected one." Judas sais sarcastically.
„But in the bible..." Olivia looks confused, as another dogma gets shattered before her eyes.
Judas sighs feeling his patience getting thinner and thinner. „The bible is his book." He points at Jesus without looking into his direction. „They had to make clear that he was the most soft, caring, pure, modest man the world would ever see. But sometimes someone who appears to be the walking image of peace and sympathy is just weak and a little bit naive." He adds maliciously.
„You`re unfair." Jesus complains. „The masses cheered at me. They loved me."
„Yay." Judas replies sarcastically. „They loved you so much, that it killed you in the end."
„But not this time." Jesus sais under his breath.
„What do you mean?" Simon steps curiously closer.
Jesus smiles broadly. „I don`t intend to be killed this time."
„You didn`t intend to be killed the last time either." Judas murmurs.
Simon`s blue eyes lighten up with excitement. „Do you have a plan, Jesus?"
„Yes, indeed I have." Jesus nodds friendly at him. „Who sais the story has to take the same way it did the last time?"
Judas raises his eyebrows, his brown eyes looking concerned at Jesus. „What are you going to do?"
Peter and Jacobus, having become curious, step closer. Jesus, bathing in this long missed attention, throws his locks back and shows a smile, that`s brightness competes with the sunshine itself.
„I won`t make the mistakes I did then." He proclaims in solemn tone
„Hallelujah," Judas smirks ironically. „He has found the ultimate solution to every problem. He just won`t make any mistakes anymore. Amen."
„It will work." Jesus sais firmly and looks at Judas. „Peter won`t deny me and you won`t betray me."
Roaring applause from the disciples resounds; Judas stares at the group in disbelief, raises his hands and turns to Olivia. „And now you know, dear Olivia," he sais with acid irony. „Why these people are called sheeps. Like a group of sheeps they only need a wether who roars loudly, and they`ll follow him straight across the edge."
The held air escapes Jesus` mouth with a sharp sound: „Judas?" He looks confused and anything but amused; an unhealthy red grows on his cheeks. „Judas?" He is struggling for inner balance. „Why he? I should sing first. I`m the star after all."
Judas snorts. „That`s exactly the attitude, that got us in trouble, Jesus. You were supposed to be human. You were not supposed to run around telling everyone that you are the king of the world, particularly not the Romans."
„But he never did." Olivia throws in.
„What?" She suddenly feels pierced by a pair of questioning blue and thoughtful brown eyes.
„Well," she walks across the stage in slow pace. „The theologists say that Jesus actually never said he was the messiah."
„I can`t believe anyone could ever forget this." Simon murmurs.
„What do you mean?" Olivia stops before Simon, twisting a strand absentminded around her finger.
„Jesus has been telling us day and night, that he was the long expected messiah." Simon explains.
„Till he showed up, I didn`t even know I expected one." Judas sais sarcastically.
„But in the bible..." Olivia looks confused, as another dogma gets shattered before her eyes.
Judas sighs feeling his patience getting thinner and thinner. „The bible is his book." He points at Jesus without looking into his direction. „They had to make clear that he was the most soft, caring, pure, modest man the world would ever see. But sometimes someone who appears to be the walking image of peace and sympathy is just weak and a little bit naive." He adds maliciously.
„You`re unfair." Jesus complains. „The masses cheered at me. They loved me."
„Yay." Judas replies sarcastically. „They loved you so much, that it killed you in the end."
„But not this time." Jesus sais under his breath.
„What do you mean?" Simon steps curiously closer.
Jesus smiles broadly. „I don`t intend to be killed this time."
„You didn`t intend to be killed the last time either." Judas murmurs.
Simon`s blue eyes lighten up with excitement. „Do you have a plan, Jesus?"
„Yes, indeed I have." Jesus nodds friendly at him. „Who sais the story has to take the same way it did the last time?"
Judas raises his eyebrows, his brown eyes looking concerned at Jesus. „What are you going to do?"
Peter and Jacobus, having become curious, step closer. Jesus, bathing in this long missed attention, throws his locks back and shows a smile, that`s brightness competes with the sunshine itself.
„I won`t make the mistakes I did then." He proclaims in solemn tone
„Hallelujah," Judas smirks ironically. „He has found the ultimate solution to every problem. He just won`t make any mistakes anymore. Amen."
„It will work." Jesus sais firmly and looks at Judas. „Peter won`t deny me and you won`t betray me."
Roaring applause from the disciples resounds; Judas stares at the group in disbelief, raises his hands and turns to Olivia. „And now you know, dear Olivia," he sais with acid irony. „Why these people are called sheeps. Like a group of sheeps they only need a wether who roars loudly, and they`ll follow him straight across the edge."