At dawn they came to grieve, but found no body—only a doorway. The stone wasn’t moved so he could escape. It was moved so they could see. Walk with Yoshaiel as he reveals resurrection not as a miracle to admire, but as a map to follow. This isn’t one man returning from death—it’s consciousness awakening in flesh, proof that the divine doesn’t visit humanity, it emerges from within it.

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From the outside, it looked like defeat—a man nailed to wood, mocked, abandoned, dying beneath a darkened sky. Yet Yoshaiel reveals the cross as the final initiation, not Rome’s victory but Jesus’ conscious choice. Every lash, every breath, every act of surrender became alchemy, transmuting agony into awakening. This was no execution. It was completion—the moment divinity proved it had never been separate from flesh.

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A wedding running dry. A word that outruns distance. A mat lifted after thirty-eight years. Bread that multiplies in broken hands. Feet on water. First sight. A friend stepping from the tomb. Yoshaiel traces these signs as instructions, not spectacles—where matter listens and consciousness leads. The question isn’t whether they happened. It’s what they’re still asking of you.

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After John’s death, the whisper became a roar. Jesus no longer preached comfort—he revealed consequence. Walk with Yoshaiel as he unveils the moment compassion turned to fire and mercy became movement. In the wake of loss, Jesus confronted systems built on fear, flipping tables and breaking silence. What followed weren’t miracles to worship, but signs to recognize—reminders that what He awakened in Himself lives in you.

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He returns to Galilee not as priest or zealot, but as one of the people—calloused hands, sun-worn skin, and eyes that have seen too much to settle for silence. Walk with Yoshaiel as he reveals the years they buried: Jesus the craftsman, the neighbor, the wanderer who healed through touch and spoke with the weight of lived compassion. Before thrones or thorns, he was human—rooted in earth, fluent in mercy, and unafraid to love what the world forgot.

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Before the sermons, before the miracles, there was silence. Eighteen unrecorded years between a prodigy in the temple and a man walking the banks of the Jordan. Walk with Yoshaiel as he uncovers the hidden journey of Jesus—the apprentice, the seeker, the son becoming aware of the Christ within. From the temples of Egypt to the mountains of the East, this is the story they buried: a human being remembering divinity, one step at a time.

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History remembers the loudest voices, not always the truest. In Episode 31, Yoshaiel uncovers what was buried when Mary’s truth was silenced and Peter’s fear became law—the fracture that shaped a world built on hierarchy, control, and forgetting. This isn’t about rewriting faith. It’s about remembering balance. The feminine wasn’t lost. It was buried alive. And as her voice rises again, so does the truth of who we’ve always been.

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When the dust settles, silence remains—not empty, but alive. In this closing resound, Yoshaiel reveals what waits beyond every denial, where the walls of self collapse and the Christ within stands uncovered. Through Mary Magdalene’s story, the truth comes full circle: the seven demons were never monsters, but mirrors. Pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, and lust—each one released, not destroyed. What remains is remembrance, the rising of what was never lost.

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