![]() Probably Not the Messiah, But Still Worth Listening To Let me start by saying: I didn’t wake up one morning, stretch, yawn, and declare, “You know what? I think I’m the reincarnation of an ancient apostle today.” That’s not how this went down. I was just a guy with comedy sword-fighting show, an introvert when not on stage, and a healthy sense of humor about everything—including myself. Life, as you know, is weird. Over the years, as I’ve shared my experiences, insights, and that inner knowing that I once walked alongside Jeshua himself, a curious thing happened: 19 different psychics spontaneously started telling me that I walked with Jesus as John the Beloved. This is not something I wanted no jumped at the chance to live. I tried to avoid this and not become the guy who thinks he's Napoleon. John, the Beloved's return was foretold. Turns out, a lot of psychics, mystics, and spiritually nosey folks have talked about the return of John the Beloved. Not just metaphorically, but literally. As in: “He’s back, and he’s probably quietly sipping coffee somewhere trying not to attract attention while calling out the Church with love and sarcasm.” Sound familiar? Sure, But Isn’t That a Bit… You Know… Egotistical? You’re not wrong for thinking that. Believe me, I’ve wrestled with it. Because nothing sends your spiritual ego into a panic like people sincerely suggesting you might be the guy Jesus trusted enough to care for his mother. That’s not light stuff. I’ve had to really sit with that. Because the moment your mind goes, “Yeah, maybe I am,” it tries to follow it up with “Maybe I should write a gospel, buy a white robe, or start referring to myself as ‘The Beloved’ at Wawa.” And that’s where the inner voice of truth has to step in and say: “Hey, buddy. Don’t get weird. You’re not here to be worshipped. You’re here to remind people they never needed to worship anyone in the first place.” That’s the line I walk every day—between remembering something deep and ancient within me… and not letting my human ego throw a toga party about it. So What Do the Prophets Say? Well, let me summarize. Apparently:
The Coincidences That Aren’t Coincidences You know what’s funny? I didn’t start this work trying to prove anything. I didn’t even know most of these prophecies existed when I had my past-life recall. I just knew. It was quiet. It was peaceful. And it felt like a memory coming home—not a revelation to tweet. But the deeper I went, the more people started telling me how much my message reminded them of something they already knew within themselves. Not the fear-based, guilt-inducing, cross-polishing version we’ve all been fed. But the loving, simple, be-present-and-love-people-like-it’s-your-job version. And when you align that with what Cayce, Solomon, the Cathars, and even I, John all describe? Well… let’s just say it’s getting harder to chalk it up to coincidence. The Ego Trap: Avoiding “Messiah Syndrome Here’s the deal: this isn’t about identity. It’s about message. If I were here to gather followers, build a spiritual empire, or sell “John the Beloved” bobbleheads, you’d know I took a wrong turn. But that’s not why I do this. I’m here to help people:
So… Am I John? Here’s my honest answer: I remember being him. But more importantly? I remember the message of simplicity Jeshua revealed to us. I remember what it felt like to sit at the feet of Jeshua and realize there was nothing to worship—only a presence to feel, a love to share, and a life to live awake. So whether you believe I’m John, or just John Davis with an overactive memory and a webcam—my goal remains the same: To bring back the original message. Not by quoting scripture, but by living the truth of it. Not to be followed, but to walk beside others until they see the divine within themselves. Final Thought: If It Walks Like John and Teaches Like John… Look, I don’t need to be “right.” I don’t need to be “recognized.” I certainly don’t need anyone kissing my hand or calling me “Beloved” at the grocery store. I simply stay true to the message that’s burning inside me:
And if I’m just John of New… well, maybe that’s exactly who I was meant to be all along. From my Heart to Yours Still sitting in love. Still sipping coffee. Still not wearing a robe (TRY NOT TO VISUALIZE!).
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Joe McGowan
6/6/2025 01:46:17 pm
‘Maybe I should write a gospel and buy a white robe’ made me belly laugh, thanks John! 😂
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Maria
6/8/2025 07:04:28 pm
Thank you! I have been following you on YouTube and reading all your videos and messages and I have to say that I love how simple and clear you explain everything and it always resonates with me. So thank you 🙏 from the bottom of my heart ❤️ have a great day
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