Gospel of Judas
Of course, this gospel is not included in the Bible and directly contradicts its scriptures. In fact, the Gospel of Judas was only recently discovered, as part of the Gnostic texts found in Nag Hammadi.
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According to the Gospel of Judas, the God of the Bible is actually an evil, satanic being, and Jesus does not come from this false god, but from the one true God of the Universe.
Fasten your seatbelt, because in this video, you’ll uncover the secrets, mysteries, and revelations of… The Gospel of Judas![LK1] [LK2]
It was three days before the Passover when Jesus revealed a secret account to Judas Iscariot, one unlike any shared with the other disciples. The Son of God, who performed miracles and great wonders for the salvation of humanity, often spoke of mysteries beyond the comprehension of the world—truths about the divine realm and the events that would unfold at the end of time. Among those who followed him, there were those who walked in righteousness and others who stumbled in their transgressions. To these men, he revealed insights of immense depth, though his words often veiled a deeper purpose.
When Jesus came among the disciples, he did not always appear as they knew him. At times, his form would shift, and he would be among them like a child, his true nature hidden within the mystery of his presence.
One day, he approached the disciples as they were gathered in Judea, seated in solemn prayer over the bread, offering thanksgiving. As Jesus drew near, he laughed—a sound unexpected and puzzling. The disciples turned to him, their faces marked with confusion. “Master,” they asked, “why do you laugh at our prayer of thanksgiving? We have done what is right.”
Jesus, with an expression of calm understanding, replied, “I am not laughing at you. You do this not of your own will, but because it is through this that your god will be praised.”
Still uncertain, they responded, “Master, you are the Son of our God.” But his reply unsettled them further. “How do you know me?” he asked. “Truly, I say to you, no generation among you will know me.”
The disciples, hearing this, felt a fire of anger rise within them. His words stirred confusion, and their hearts burned with silent blasphemy. Jesus, perceiving their turmoil, addressed them with both rebuke and challenge. “Why does this stir such anger in you?” he asked. “Your god within you has provoked this unrest. Let anyone among you who is strong enough bring forth the perfect human and stand before me.”
One by one, the disciples hesitated, their spirits faltering under the weight of his challenge. None dared to rise—none except Judas Iscariot. Judas stepped forward, trembling yet determined. Though he stood before Jesus, he could not meet his eyes; his face turned away, burdened with shame. In a voice thick with humility, Judas spoke. “I know who you are and where you have come from. You are from the immortal realm of Barbelo. I am not worthy even to speak the name of the one who has sent you.”
Jesus, recognizing the depth of Judas’s understanding, separated him from the others. “Step away,” he said, “and I will tell you the mysteries of the kingdom. You have the potential to reach it, but it will bring you great sorrow. You will grieve deeply, for another will take your place, so the twelve may be complete once more with their god.”
Judas, seeking to know more, asked, “When will you tell me these things? When will the great day of light dawn for the generation?” But Jesus did not answer. Instead, he turned and departed, leaving Judas to wrestle with the weight of his words.
The following morning, Jesus returned to the disciples, who were eager to question him. “Master,” they asked, “where did you go? What did you do when you left us?”
“I went to another great and holy generation,” Jesus replied.
His answer only deepened their curiosity. “Lord, what is this great generation? How is it holier than we are? It is not in these realms, so where does it reside?”
At their question, Jesus laughed once more, a sound that carried both mystery and revelation. “Why do you ponder the strong and holy generation?” he asked. “Truly, I tell you, no one born of this age will see it. No host of angels or stars will rule over it. No mortal can associate with it, for it is not born of this aeon. The generation among you belongs to the powers that rule humanity.”
His words left the disciples troubled, their spirits heavy with questions they could not voice. Silence fell over them, their hearts burdened with the weight of understanding just beyond their reach. Days passed, and when Jesus approached them again, they spoke hesitantly. “Master, we have seen you in a vision,” they said. “We have had great dreams in the night.”
As Jesus spoke, his voice carried a piercing clarity that unsettled the disciples. “Why have you gone into hiding?” he asked them, his words cutting through the air like a blade. The disciples hesitated, then shared their vision, their voices trembling with wonder and unease.
“We saw a great house,” they said, “with a large altar at its center. Twelve men stood there, priests, as we would call them, while a crowd of people waited outside. The priests received offerings, and we waited, watching. But what we saw unsettled us.”
Jesus listened intently and asked, “What are these priests like?”
The disciples described their vision, their words tinged with sorrow and confusion. “Some of the priests serve for two weeks, others longer. Some sacrifice their own children, others their wives, all in acts of what they call praise and humility. Some lie with men; others commit acts of slaughter. They commit many sins and deeds of lawlessness, and yet they invoke your name at the altar. It is in their deficiencies, through their sacrifices, that the offerings are completed.”
When they finished speaking, silence fell among them. Troubled and confused, they could say no more.
Jesus gazed at them, his eyes filled with both sorrow and resolve. “Why are you troubled?” he asked. “Truly, I say to you, all the priests who stand at that altar invoke my name. My name has been written through the generations of the stars and into the hearts of humanity. Yet they have planted trees that bear no fruit, and they have done so in my name, in a shameful manner.”
The disciples were silent as Jesus continued, his words weaving an allegory that struck deep. “The priests you saw, receiving the offerings at the altar—that is who you are. The god you serve is reflected in those twelve men. The cattle brought for sacrifice represent the many people you lead astray. In my name, generations of pious people will remain loyal, even as others stand in my place to commit acts of lawlessness.
“After one comes from the fornicators, another will rise from the slayers of children, another from those who lie with men, and another from the self-righteous who abstain. All are polluted, lost in error, and yet they say, ‘We are like angels.’ These are the stars that will bring things to their conclusion. For it has been said to humanity, ‘God has received your sacrifice from the hands of a priest.’ But I tell you, it is a minister of error, not the Lord of the universe, who commands such things. On the last day, these priests and their generations will face shame.”
Jesus paused, his voice steady but urgent. “Stop sacrificing upon the altar. These sacrifices are of your stars and your angels, and their time has already come to an end. Let them be ensnared by their own deeds, for they have sown corruption. A baker cannot feed all creation under heaven, and the seeds they plant will bear no fruit.”
As the disciples absorbed his words, Judas, quiet until now, stepped forward and spoke. “Rabbi, what kind of fruit does this generation produce?”
Jesus turned to Judas, his reply deliberate and profound. “The souls of every human generation will die. But when the time of the kingdom is fulfilled, their spirits will leave them, and their bodies will die. Yet their souls will live and be taken up to the eternal realms.”
Judas asked again, “And what will happen to the rest of humanity?”
Jesus answered, his tone firm. “It is impossible to sow seed upon rock and harvest its fruit. This is the way of the defiled generation, born of the corruptible hand of Sophia, who made mortal people. Their souls ascend, but only the holy generation can see the eternal realms.”
With this, Jesus left them, his words lingering like echoes in their minds.
Judas, however, was not content to remain silent. He approached Jesus again, his voice tinged with desperation. “Master, as you have listened to all of them, now listen to me. I have seen a great vision.”
Jesus regarded him with a faint smile and said, “You thirteenth spirit, why do you try so hard? Speak, and I will listen.”
Judas began, his voice trembling. “In my vision, I saw myself. The twelve disciples were stoning me and persecuting me with great severity. Then I saw a house, its size so great that my eyes could not comprehend it. Great people surrounded it, and its roof was lush with greenery. In the midst of the house, I saw a crowd, and they were calling out, ‘Master, take us in with these people.’”
Jesus looked at Judas and said, “Your star has led you astray. No mortal person is worthy to enter the house you have seen. That place is reserved for the holy, where neither the sun nor moon will rule. There, the holy will dwell eternally with the angels in the eternal realm. Judas, I have revealed to you the mysteries of the kingdom and the error of the stars. Let these truths guide you.”
His words hung heavily in the air, the disciples struggling to comprehend the depth of his teaching. But Judas, his thoughts restless, stepped forward once again. “Master,” he said, his voice filled with uncertainty, “could it be that my seed is under the control of the rulers?”
Jesus regarded him, and there was both compassion and gravity in his gaze. “Come,” Jesus said, though some of his words were lost to time. “But you will grieve greatly when you see the kingdom and all its generation.”
Judas’s face darkened with sorrow as he asked, “What good is it that I have received this understanding? You have set me apart for that generation.”
Jesus’s reply was measured, his tone firm but layered with a deeper truth. “You will become the thirteenth,” he said. “And you will be cursed by the other generations. Yet you will come to rule over them. In the last days, they will curse your ascent to the holy generation.”
The words struck Judas with both weight and wonder, their meaning stretching beyond the bounds of human comprehension. Though he was set apart, marked by destiny, his path would be one of both suffering and transcendence. The disciples stood in silence, each grappling with the mysteries revealed, as the shadows deepened around them and the truth of the kingdom pressed heavily upon their hearts.
Jesus turned to Judas, his tone inviting yet solemn. “Come,” he said, “and I will reveal to you secrets no person has ever seen. There exists a great and boundless realm, so vast that no generation of angels has ever beheld it. Within this realm is a great invisible Spirit, one that no eye has seen, no heart has comprehended, and no name has ever been spoken for it.”
As Judas listened intently, Jesus began to describe the mysteries of creation. “From this Spirit, a luminous cloud appeared, and from it came forth a great angel, the enlightened and divine Self-Generated. Through him, four other angels emerged from another cloud to serve as his attendants. The Self-Generated then spoke: ‘Let there be light,’ and it came into being. From him, the first luminary was created, and he was given dominion.
“To serve this first luminary, he created myriads of angels, beyond counting, to offer their service. Then he said, ‘Let there be an enlightened aeon,’ and it came into being. From this aeon, the second luminary was created, also with countless angels to serve him. This process continued until all the enlightened aeons and luminaries were brought forth, each reigning with their myriads of angelic servants.”
As Jesus spoke, the cosmic design unfolded before Judas’s mind like a vision. “Adamas,” Jesus continued, “was in the first luminous cloud, unseen by all the angels. From him came the image and likeness of the incorruptible generation of Seth. From this incorruptible lineage came seventy-two luminaries, each created in accordance with the will of the Spirit. These seventy-two luminaries, in turn, brought forth three hundred sixty luminaries, completing their divine number.”
“The twelve aeons of the twelve luminaries form their father, and each aeon contains six heavens, making seventy-two heavens in total. For each of these heavens, there are five firmaments, creating a vast expanse of three hundred sixty firmaments. These aeons were given authority and hosts of angels without number, all for glory and adoration. Virgin spirits were also created to glorify and adore the aeons, heavens, and firmaments.”
The complexity of creation deepened as Jesus continued. “This multitude of immortals is called the cosmos—perdition, as named by the Father and the seventy-two luminaries who dwell with the Self-Generated and his seventy-two aeons. Within this cosmos appeared the first human, endowed with incorruptible powers.
“The aeon that appeared alongside his generation, the one who bears the cloud of knowledge and the angel, is called El. From this aeon, it was decreed, ‘Let twelve angels come into being to rule over chaos and the underworld.’”
A shadow crossed Judas’s mind as Jesus spoke. “From the cloud, an angel appeared, his face blazing with fire and his form stained with blood. His name was Nebro, meaning ‘rebel,’ though others call him Yaldabaoth. Another angel, Saklas, also emerged from the cloud. Together, they brought forth six angels each to assist them, creating twelve rulers. Each of these was assigned a portion in the heavens.”
Jesus continued, now naming the rulers of chaos. “The twelve rulers spoke with their angels, saying, ‘Let each of you create a generation to serve under you.’ And so it was that these rulers brought forth beings of their own design.
“The first ruler is Seth, also called Christ. The second is Harmathoth. The third is Galila. The fourth is Yobel. The fifth is Adonaios. These are the five who rule over chaos, and over the underworld.”
Jesus spoke again, revealing the creation of humanity. “Then Saklas said to his angels, ‘Let us create a human being after the likeness and image.’ They fashioned Adam and his wife, Eve, who is called Zoe in the cloud. By this name, all generations seek the man, and each calls the woman by these names. Saklas, however, did not command beyond this. And the ruler said to Adam, ‘You shall live long, with your children.’”
Judas, ever curious and intent on understanding these mysteries, asked, “What is the duration of time that the human being will live?”
Jesus answered with a question of his own. “Why do you wonder about this? Adam, with his generation, has lived his span of life in the place where he received his kingdom, with longevity granted by his ruler.”
Judas persisted, his question carrying a weight deeper than mere curiosity. “Does the human spirit die?”
Jesus replied with profound insight. “This is why God ordered Michael to grant the spirits of people to them as a loan, so they might serve. But the Great One ordered Gabriel to bestow spirits upon the great generation, a generation without a ruler. These spirits are not mere loans but are the soul and the spirit itself.
Jesus shifted his teaching, addressing Judas and those who listened, his tone heavy with the gravity of what was to come. “The light within you is meant to dwell in this flesh among the generations of angels. God granted Adam and those with him the gift of knowledge, so the kings of chaos and the underworld could not hold dominion over them.”
Judas asked, his voice carrying the concerns of generations to come, “What will those generations do?”
Jesus’s answer was both a revelation and a warning. “Truly, I say to you, the stars guide their destiny to completion. When Saklas reaches the end of the time assigned to him, the first star will appear with the generations, and they will accomplish all they have declared. But in my name, they will commit fornication and slay their children. They will call upon my name, even as they fall into deeper error. Then your star will rise over the thirteenth aeon.”
At this, Jesus laughed, a sound both enigmatic and startling. Judas, puzzled by the reaction, asked, “Master, why are you laughing at us?”
Jesus replied, his words brimming with insight. “I am not laughing at you but at the error of the stars. These six stars wander about with their five combatants, and all of them, along with their creations, will be destroyed.”
Judas asked Jesus, “Master, what will become of those who have been baptized in your name?”
Jesus replied, his voice steady yet filled with forewarning. “Truly, I say to you, this baptism is not what it seems. Many will perform it in my name, but their actions will not reach me. Truly, I say to you, Judas, those who offer sacrifices to Saklas believe they are serving God, but they delight in all that is evil.”
Turning his gaze upon Judas, Jesus spoke directly, his words resonating with profound meaning. “You, however, will surpass all of them. For you will sacrifice the man who clothes me. Already, your horn has been raised, your wrath has been kindled, and your star has shone brightly. Your heart is prepared for what is to come.
“Though your final act will grieve you deeply, know this: you will be the one to complete what must be done. Through your actions, the ruler will be destroyed, and the image of the great generation of Adam will be exalted. Before heaven, earth, and the angels, this generation has existed eternally, coming from the realms of the infinite. It is beyond all others, and you, Judas, have been set apart to serve this purpose.
“Look, I have revealed everything to you. Lift up your eyes, Judas, and see.”
At Jesus’s command, Judas lifted his gaze to the heavens. There, he saw a luminous cloud, radiant with divine light. Stars surrounded it, shining in unison, and one among them burned brighter than the rest, leading the way. Jesus said to him, “The star that leads the way is your star.”
Judas, captivated by the sight, watched as the luminous cloud opened to receive him. He stepped forward and entered it, disappearing from view. Those standing on the ground watched in awe, hearing a voice echo from within the cloud. Its words were faint and fragmented, carried on the wind: “…the great generation… the image of the eternal realm…” The rest of the message was lost to them, veiled in the mystery of the moment.
The night deepened, and tension thickened in the air. The high priests, their plots against Jesus fully formed, murmured among themselves. They watched him from afar as he entered the guest room to pray. Fearing the people, who revered Jesus as a prophet, they sought to arrest him in secrecy, away from the public eye.
Nearby, scribes observed Judas closely. They approached him with hushed urgency, their voices low but insistent. “What are you doing here? Are you not one of Jesus’ disciples?”
Judas, feeling the weight of his destiny, gave them the answer they wanted. With deliberate resolve, he betrayed his master into their hands. In return, he received a small sum of money—the price of the man who had called him into the mysteries of the kingdom.
And so, Judas handed Jesus over to them, fulfilling the role that had been foretold. The luminous cloud had faded, and the thirteenth star had taken its course. The wheels of betrayal turned, setting into motion events that would forever alter the course of heaven and earth.