of alexandria and she was not a mother figure like isis or the virgin mary her claim to fame is her proximity to certainly one of the most fascinating men who ever walked on this earth jesus of nazareth she appears in the approved third century gospels twice she was at the foot of the cross when christ was crucified and a day and a half later when she went to prepare his body for eternity she found him a lot of the resurrection now her image who went through a lot of changes in the early part of the christian era because clearly the celibate church fathers didn't know what to make of her because there were a lot of other gospels around which said at various times that she was  the beloved apostle of jesus apostles that in fact she may have been his wife and the mother of his children so in the approvers of the third century  they started to kind of manipulate her image and perhaps in the sixth century they made her a prostitute you know she was none of that she was an extraordinary woman who was critical to an important part of history myra cohen clinically one of the most brilliant actresses i have ever seen talk all of the ambiguity of the it was his hands his hands my face he called me he called me from a distant place mary mary mary of the i heard him where i was wherever i have always been and i did say who are you who are you here touched his hands my face i put my hands the skin of him i knew would ever be he would ever be mary mary of the magdalen come walk with me and be with me and i will walk you god whose son i am whose daughter are also i know of him and they who followed i know he was intransient all what would him dead all one instant love another hate brought him days hosanna days i know he knew and so i followed him and all the men surround  what did i think one day he would be naked on that ward his blood see his water all in me your word his mouth know all these years that he is gone that i was here his mother you know all those years i never knew if he did die if he were there and if so he were his son of god in those years more have faith you are on how in those years so i remember the smell of you i know i was a part these men i know they went behind the earth were water from another place they knew i knew i knew but they were me in violet that you did speak to me that you did kiss me that you will walk me the shore is that so this tension man  to men so they can lie between our legs and spray  and generations and sue one chop the other came that great divide part we are here to clean the one to one the other that i think will laughter we're both so push we're both oh rob and then some many moons our life among us you who need of me i who need of you another drink the air on your skin and yet we they did to you who was before we wrapped that sheet you would the house your father resplendent one day i saw your brother as if he were your mother wash fresh from the hands who cut you loose the place where you were words we explicate mary jesus and the rest of us other i called you from another earth and there you were my eyes far past your blood you are see your mother or mine far past the chambers i still remember the fingers of your hand one moment high to save me from the sun in yet another the power you to me to you when did your mother lay here she would you see again she would you walk as leather find grey will to be the man of  light bring on the hill which faced the back of us i am a woman loved the brazen arms a man loved his words are not forget mar magdalen i make and fire bread and break it us to eat with olives cheese and milk and there are roasted lamb the fire remember you as did you drink as  the world where did they queue new new new as did the rest of us you knew you would one day be nailed on so would the hair would go out across it were to die was so i see you move the eyes my head invert and as the smell of you the hair in all your skin w they laughed at me your friends that i did know the contours of your flesh and never say were all in some the words you said the world hear in centuries that come who was this man who was he born where did he die and from that place of expiration where did he go and all our secret member him cannot be he say he is the son of a son of god i held him here he is arms these i weep the stones this place that man that man who sought to kill us now ok hold him in a man he never was and went his death in rome with peter there beside him not ever not once the only  i felt them touch me because i was once his arms because i did wash the hair upon his back to share the hymn of him deep are made the blessing that of my mouth one word and they have entry paradise oh jesus would you laugh at them or see them as i see them so much afraid of death they make of you the man you never were to remember once he put my hands a flower and said to me as i this him come from a bush where beauty for a day or two but then will back the earth that did begrudge it come into the light i did not then he meant but now look into still water and see and hear the rapture in his w arms young i was vessels there to suck the stuff of life i am the last to know him and wonder how the ages will repeat words he could dark write but here are all around me what will they choose remember here there were flowers from your eyes and yet there were black color in your hair you left us when life from you could replicate  just what memory do i take my to your voice your face the thing they say you are but i never heard your lips came my walls i see their need of god i see their need to escape what face us all the and their cause are they think but you where there really live i have an answer to their fear i say i say he was as any one of you he was he was a son his mother and wept said she should see him a kid that would encourage some many days again she have could see living from that place i saw i use saw they know all of them i saw the places we were 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