There is a story in a big book, called the bauble or something, about Horos, sorry Krishna, I mean Oddyseus, or is it Romulus, or Dionysus, or possibly Heracles, or Hermes, maybe Serapis, or Zeus, or could it be Adonis, or Asclepius, sorry Glycon, or Zoroaster, or was it Attis, or Mythra, I mean Buddha, or Tammuz, or was it Yeshua, oh yeah that’s him Yeshua of Nazareth who nobody at the time of his supposed existence ever recorded a single thing about, despite all the amazing stuff Horos, Krishna, Oddyseus, Romulus, Dionysus, Heracles, Hermes, Serapis, Zeus, Adonis, Asclepius, Glycon, Zoroaster, Attis, Mythra, Buddha, Tammuz, sorry I mean Yeshua was supposed to have done, apart from a few supposed mates who just happened to have told identical plagiarised copies of Yeshua’s supposed life from older stories of Horos, Krishna, Oddyseus, Romulus, Dionysus, Heracles, Hermes, Serapis, Zeus, Adonis, Asclepius, Glycon, Zoroaster, Attis, Mythra, Buddha, Tammuz from other older mythologies, after he’d supposedly died of course.
But it’s hardly reliable.