Sometimes I think about how if my life was just every so different, if a few things had happened, I probably could have easily convinced myself I'm Jesus Christ, but instead I hate myself too much to be that conceited. Is it normal to occasionally wonder "What if I was the reincarnation of Jesus?" or is that just really weird
Lord knows we need a queer lady Jesus Christ reborn in today's age tho, that'd solve some shit.
I once read about a study where the researchers took three people who claimed to be Jesus out of a mental institution and put them in a house to live together. They were all polite to each other, but kept a distance. One said the other Jesuses were sent by Satan to test him. One said the others were sent by God as a test of his faith. The third Jesus went "Yeah of COURSE they think they're Jesus, you got us all from a mental institute"
