One ancient, dreadfully sadistic practice of a slow, humiliating, public execution, has ironically become a symbol of Christian faith. Most churches embrace this icon, while a few eschew it, demonstrating the perpetual voice of the counter echo. Nonetheless, it has become the primary device to indicate that a group of souls are aligned in someway to the path of Jesus of Nazareth. Although many churches claim to hold the one and only singular path, the Path of Nazareth has and will continue to have new paths constructed by new churches and souls yet to be born, it is inevitable. No doubt, in 2054, the paths of the Eastern Orthodox Church and Roman Catholic Church will reunite for a new kind of
Super Pope.
The flag is reflective of springtime colours, that indicate a revival of life. This organic rebirth of nature is congruently associated with the resurrection of Jesus. Is it any wonder that the egg should also become an iconic token of Christ?
Regardless, the flag is composed of the colours of Easter: a soft, cheerful, blossoming of colours, as ordained by workings of Mother Earth and our Heavenly Father. There is a checker pattern of blocks made up of baby blue, pink, yellow, basket-green, and peachy-orange. The checker patterns reveals the two lesser crosses, of the other two men executed on Good Friday: the scornful voice who berated his Godhead at deaths door and the sorrowful voice who chose to uplift his Godhead at life's twilight. Who can imagine the words spoken at this so very pondering and well remembered moment in history? 10,001 Kings, Queens, Presidents, Governors, Mayors, Judges, Doctors, Criminals and Fools have been pulled by our collective consciousness to reflect and ponder the gravity of these public death sentences.
No matter the interpretation, a radiant afterglow of hope is recognized by the inner evolved unscientific eye of the observer.
Happy Easter
