There is a common thread that goes to the core, when a master such as Jesus took the nail on the cross for associating with the sin of each of us. For the fear of the masses, directed there shame, to the innocent Master, who they would eventually blame. For his alignment with God’s love, to forgive and not be the judge, was the nails job to take all man’s stored up hate, and physically kill the very one that understood what really went down in each hood. Just as Gandhi, too loved, was shot in the face by a man who could not understand God’s will and grace. For this reptilian fear has reproduced in the incarnation that has annulated the masters of every race. From father  to mother, to brother and such, this blowing apart if you will, of what the mind can not find, is the cross some have bared, that eventually brought spirit to triumph over matter everywhere. The body is dense, but the spirit does make sense, of what our soul really does know. So to lose the body from being nailed on a cross, that packs man’s hate, does serve to annihilate this fear, which is really no longer something that needs to be real.