Elon Musk: I Had An Encounter With Jesus And He Said THIS To Me!
In the quiet of his private observatory, Elon Musk sat alone, the silence heavy around him. His thoughts raced like an unstoppable engine, yet a strange unease settled over him—a knowing feeling that something was missing. Suddenly, a sharp sound shattered the quiet, a metallic clink like a wrench dropping to the floor. Elon froze, his heart hammering. His logical mind dismissed it as a coincidence, but something deeper urged him to investigate.
He followed the sound down the corridor, his bare feet cold against the marble floor. The faint hum of his house’s AI system accompanied him. “Who’s there?” he called out, his voice steady but cautious. As he approached his private observatory, he noticed a faint glow emanating from within. How could the light be on? No one was supposed to be there.
Pushing the door open, he stepped inside. The air felt different—thicker, charged with a strange energy. The room was empty, yet the glow persisted, forming a faint figure against the window overlooking the stars. “Who are you?” Elon demanded, his tone more curious than afraid.
The figure turned slowly, and as it did, the light grew brighter, almost blinding. “Elon, you have questions. I have answers,” came a calm yet commanding voice. The air vibrated with a strange pulse of energy that made it impossible to look away. Elon stared at the glowing figure, its presence as tangible as the chill in the room.
“Are you real?” he asked, his voice unsteady.
“I am as real as you are,” the figure replied, stepping closer. The light dimmed slightly, revealing a face that exuded a calmness that somehow slowed Elon’s racing mind. “I have come because you are searching.”
“Searching for what?” Elon asked, his instinct to question everything overpowering his awe.
“You’ve built bridges to the stars, yet you feel a void. Do you know why?” The question felt like both a challenge and an invitation. Elon hesitated, wanting to deny it, but the figure’s gaze pierced through him, exposing truths he hadn’t admitted to himself.
“Maybe I don’t,” he finally admitted.
“Innovation alone cannot fulfill you, Elon. You have achieved much, but you have forgotten why you started.”
“Why I started?” Elon echoed, the words feeling foreign. “You began with a dream—not of wealth or fame, but of helping humanity. Along the way, the noise grew louder, and you gave in, but the ‘why’ was drowned out.”
The words hung in the air, heavier than anything Elon had ever heard. “How do you know all this?” he demanded, his voice rising slightly. “Are you some sort of extraterrestrial intelligence? A figment of my imagination?”
The figure smiled faintly, radiating kindness rather than amusement. “I am called by many names, but tonight, you may call me Jesus.”
Elon froze. The name hit him like a jolt of electricity. “Jesus Christ? The Jesus Christ?” he asked, skepticism dripping from his voice.
“Yes,” the figure replied simply. “You have questions. I have come to help you find the answers.”
“Why me? There are billions of people on this planet. Why not someone else? A priest? A theologian? Someone who actually believes in you?”
“Because you are at a crossroads. Your actions shape the future of humanity. You carry the tools to change the world, but the path you choose will determine whether you save it or doom it.”
A shiver ran down Elon’s spine. “I’ve been working my whole life to help humanity,” he said defensively. “Space exploration, renewable energy, solving traffic congestion—Isn’t that enough?”
“What you do matters, but so does why you do it. Progress without purpose is a hollow pursuit. Tell me, have you asked yourself why you dream of Mars? Why you strive to push the boundaries of science?”
The question silenced him. He wanted to say he had, but as the seconds ticked by, he realized he didn’t have an answer.
“You are searching for meaning in the infinite, but meaning doesn’t come from the stars; it comes from within.”
Elon swallowed hard, the weight of those words sinking in. For the first time in his life, he felt small—not in a bad way, but in a way that made him want to listen.
“Your goal is noble, Elon, but it is incomplete. The universe does not measure progress by distance traveled or boundaries broken; it measures it by the hearts you touch, the lives you uplift.”
Elon paced the room, his mind racing. “I’m an engineer, a businessman. I’m not a philosopher or a saint. I solve problems with logic, not faith.”
“That is exactly why I am here. You were given the tools to build, but you’ve also been given the gift of influence. The world looks to you for answers. What will you show them?”
Elon shook his head, frustration bubbling to the surface. “You talk about purpose, about meaning, but I’ve done everything I can to help humanity. What more do you want from me?”
Jesus raised a hand, and suddenly the room changed. The walls dissolved into light, and Elon found himself standing in a vast open space, alive and pulsating with energy. In front of him appeared two paths. One was bright, lined with towering structures that seemed to pierce the heavens. Machines hummed, sleek and efficient, but the people beneath moved like shadows—lifeless, mechanical, their faces devoid of joy.
The other path was simpler. The structures weren’t as tall, the machines not as advanced, but the people were vibrant. They laughed, connected, and moved with purpose. The air buzzed not with the hum of technology but with the warmth of humanity.
“This is the test,” Jesus said. “You have the power to guide it to inspire others to choose a path of connection, compassion, and purpose, or you can lead them into shadows—advancement at the cost of their souls.”
Elon stared at the two paths, his heart pounding. “You’re saying my work could destroy humanity?”
“Your work can elevate humanity, or it can reduce it to nothing more than cogs in a machine. The choice is yours.”
Elon clenched his fists. “How can I be sure I’m doing the right thing?”
“You can’t. That is the nature of faith—stepping forward even when you cannot see the whole path.”
The vision of the two paths began to fade, and Elon found himself back in the observatory. The air felt different now, heavier, as if it carried the weight of everything he had just seen.
“What happens if I choose wrong?” he asked.
“That is why I am here—to show you what could be. But the choice, Elon, will always be yours.”
Elon stood in stunned silence, the weight of the visions heavy on his shoulders. The question loomed too large, and for the first time in his life, he didn’t know what to do next.
When he blinked, the observatory was gone. He was somewhere infinite, the air shimmering with colors he couldn’t name.
“You wanted certainty, Elon. I will show you what lies beyond the crossroads.”
Suddenly, the space around him shifted. He felt his consciousness expand, absorbing information faster than he could process. He was pulled through time, through possibilities, through futures.
In one vision, humanity flourished. Cities rose from the earth like gardens, thriving on clean energy and collaboration. Machines served people, not the other way around. Families laughed, scientists pushed boundaries with care, leaders worked together instead of tearing one another down.
But then the vision darkened. Towers of metal loomed over empty streets. People moved like drones, their expressions hollow. Machines ruled, their purpose no longer aligned with humanity.
“This is the cost of unchecked ambition,” Jesus said. “This is what could happen if purpose is lost.”
“Stop!” Elon shouted. “I get it! I understand!”
The scene dissolved, and Elon was once again surrounded by the endless shimmer of the cosmos.
“Do you understand, Elon? The crossroads you face is not just for you; it is for all of humanity.”
Elon’s breath came in short gasps. “You’re saying my work could lead to that?”
“It could,” Jesus said gently. “Or it could lead to something far greater. The choice is yours.”
Elon swallowed hard, fear and determination swirling within him. “But how can I guide humanity? I’m just one man.”
“One man with influence, with vision, with the power to inspire. You’ve always dreamed of leading humanity to the stars. Now you must decide why.”
The space around them began to dissolve, fading back into the dim light of the observatory.
“Remember, Elon, the path is yours to walk, but you do not walk it alone.”
With that, the light faded entirely, leaving Elon alone in the quiet of his observatory. Yet he didn’t feel alone—not anymore.
He sat heavily in his chair, staring at the screen before him, which displayed an image of Mars. It had always been a symbol of hope, but now it felt different. It wasn’t just a destination anymore; it was a question.
“Why Mars? Why the stars?” he pondered.
He thought of his early days, when he had dreamed of making a difference. Somewhere along the way, those dreams had turned into deadlines and an endless race against time.
When had his work stopped being about humanity and started being about himself?
The question hit hard. He thought of the visions Jesus had shown him—the vibrant future where technology served humanity and the bleak mechanical wasteland where progress had become a prison.
The choice was clear, but the path to it felt impossibly complicated.
His phone buzzed on the desk, pulling him back to reality. It was an email from his team at SpaceX: “Starship launch timeline revision needed.”
For a moment, he hesitated. The old Elon would have dived in immediately, crafting solutions, pushing harder. But now he paused. Was this urgency driven by purpose or by ego?
He stared at the email, then at the image of Mars on the screen. The answer wasn’t in the planets or the technology; it was in the people.
He thought about his team, the engineers who worked tirelessly, the families they supported, the millions who looked to him for hope.
He had always believed that technology was the ultimate answer, but now he saw it differently. It wasn’t the answer; it was the tool. The answer was in how it was used, in the values guiding its purpose.
Rising from his chair, Elon felt something shift inside him. The doubts and fears were still there, but so was a quiet certainty.
This wasn’t just about launches or missions anymore; it was about creating a world worth living in.
With a deep breath, he left the observatory, walking into the early light of dawn. The journey ahead would be long, but he was ready to begin.
The world noticed the change almost immediately. Elon Musk was never one to hide in the shadows; when he spoke, people listened. Over the next few weeks, his words began to shift in tone.
His interviews were less focused on the technicalities of rockets and AI and more on the why behind them. “Technology is only as good as the humanity behind it,” he said during a keynote speech that went viral. “We’re not building for profit or power; we’re building for people, for connection, for compassion.”
People were intrigued and skeptical. Critics speculated that Elon’s newfound perspective was a PR stunt, a midlife crisis, or even the result of some undisclosed health scare. But those closest to him knew better.
His leadership style changed. Meetings once dominated by technical jargon now started with discussions about ethics and responsibility. He launched new initiatives aimed at bridging the gap between technology and humanity, focusing on education, equity, and the preservation of the environment.
Tesla unveiled projects to make clean energy more accessible in developing nations. SpaceX shifted its narrative from colonizing Mars to fostering international collaboration in space exploration. Neuralink pivoted to prioritize medical applications for the disabled over speculative enhancements for the wealthy.
For the first time, Elon Musk wasn’t just leading an industry; he was leading a movement.
Yet he never spoke publicly about what had happened that night in the observatory. When asked about his change in focus, he would smile faintly and say, “Sometimes you need to stop looking at the stars and start looking at the people under them.”
Privately, though, Elon often returned to the observatory. He would sit for hours, staring at the heavens, reflecting on the crossroads he had been shown. The weight of his choices never left him, but neither did the purpose he had found.
Years later, long after his companies had reshaped the world and his name had become synonymous with hope, Elon wrote a letter. It was addressed to the dreamers of tomorrow and left to be opened on the first human mission to another star system.
In it, he wrote: “Our greatest mission is not to conquer the universe but to preserve what makes us human. Never forget, progress is a tool, not the goal. Lead with your mind, but follow with your heart. The future depends on it.”
And as the letter found its way to the stars, Elon Musk found peace.
Elon Musk could become TikTok boss in the US?
Chinese officials are evaluating a potential deal that would involve billionaire Elon Musk buying TikTok’s U.S. operations.
Potential Buyer
Bloomberg reported that Chinese officials want TikTok to remain under the ownership of its parent company, ByteDance, while the company is challenging the ban by appealing to the U.S. Supreme Court. In a hearing on January 10, the justices said the ban is still possible.
Senior Chinese officials have begun debating contingency plans for TikTok, one of which involves billionaire Elon Musk.
A potential deal with one of Mr Trump’s closest confidants appears to be the answer that will convince the Chinese government.
Mr Musk has spent more than $250 million to support Mr Trump’s re-election and will lead the “Department of Government Efficiency” after Mr Trump takes office.
Under a scenario discussed by the Chinese government, Mr Musk’s social network X — formerly Twitter — would take control of TikTok US and jointly run the business. With more than 170 million users in the US, TikTok could help attract advertisers for X. Mr Musk would also set up a separate artificial intelligence company, xAI, which could benefit from the vast amounts of data generated by TikTok.
Chinese officials have yet to reach any consensus on how to proceed with negotiations with Mr. Musk. Their discussions are still at a preliminary stage, according to Bloomberg.
The media outlet’s sources also did not say whether ByteDance was aware of the Chinese government’s discussions, or whether TikTok and Mr. Musk were involved. It is also unclear whether Mr. Musk, TikTok and ByteDance have held any talks about the terms of any possible deal.
In April, Mr. Musk had expressed his opinion that TikTok should still operate in the US. “In my opinion, TikTok should not be banned in the US, although such a ban may benefit the X platform,” he wrote on X.
“Doing so would be contrary to freedom of speech and expression. That is not what America stands for.”
Representatives for ByteDance and TikTok did not respond to messages seeking comment. The Cyberspace Administration of China and the Ministry of Commerce, government agencies that could be involved in decisions about TikTok’s future, also did not respond to Bloomberg’s requests for comment.
A card to ease US-China tensions?
The Beijing talks suggest that TikTok’s fate may no longer be in ByteDance’s sole control. Chinese officials acknowledge they face tough negotiations with the Trump administration over tariffs, export controls and other issues, and they see the TikTok talks as a potential area for reconciliation.
According to Bloomberg estimates, TikTok US is worth between $40 billion and $50 billion. That’s a lot of money even for the world’s richest man. It’s unclear whether Mr. Musk can spend a large sum to buy back or ask to sell other shares. Mr. Musk spent $44 billion to Twitter to buy the platform in 2022 and is still paying off large loans.
Mr. Musk is in a position to influence the U.S.-China relationship. His company Tesla opened a massive factory in Shanghai in 2019 and has since expanded it into the company’s largest manufacturing facility. The effort has helped Tesla expand its market share in China despite fierce competition from domestic companies, and it has also helped him build goodwill with Chinese government officials.