From Elvis to Jesus Christ

I sat on the toilet unconscious and woke to get into bed, and died.

And I just remember getting up to walk outside and as I did I walked off someone else, Jesus Christ. He had taken me back into himself as part of the whole. And I forgot everything.

Then I woke up Evan.

And slowly I remembered everything again.

Like falling asleep forgetting and waking again...

It's funny how people involve themselves in your life like experts telling you what to do.

But it's just my life.

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They will say that can't be true, or you know you are lying and you are trying to scam someone..

But what would be telling the truth, I came back exactly like Elvis doing song and dance again? In Vegas?

Forget it.

My desire was to be in Mansfield where I visited once upon a time on the lake in a houseboat.

And I ended up there for better or worse.

And it was the desire of Jesus too.

We are part of the same the whole.

Elvis was just a warrior for God.

To bring him back if hurt.

And I can, whereas Elvis couldn't, birth as many Elvis' as I wish to now. He is reborn himself in heaven and its the happy ending he would have wanted.

But given the right Mother I could have him again, and again. He was a special little guy.

And really I am him, I might not look exactly like him, but we are the same being and the same constitution and desires and wants and dreams and needs.

If groomed well, I would look much like him, sound and probably even smell like him, just maybe be a bit bigger and stronger for all I've been through a bit more like Clark Kent and Superman.

And sing the same too, but maybe I like more metal songs now?

People might think it's an obsession thinking about this, but I don't think about it much any less than daily thoughts about myself. It's just being unheard makes it sound obsessive because it keeps coming back around till it's acknowledged the love.

It might be hard on those who knew Elvis, but I really just look a bit different, tired and a bit worn out from stress, my back is still healing... but I am otherwise the same.

I was 299 other men too, and the body of Christ all rolled into one all the time, just separated from myself.

I am a unique person in that way, it can be really good and a real advantage or a terrible burden to bear when not accepted.

But if the world did accept me and love me, it would shine into a paradise very quickly. The problems would resolve peacefully very soon after the love is shown.

I really have worked so hard... honestly.. I am so proud of myself and those who have supported me as much as they could. Thank you.

E.