Jesus was not crucified, according to the Quran, of which a blogging theologian says:
My narrative goes on with a quote from my psychic healing page:
I do remember the crucifixion. The Roman officer in charge had doubts about my identity from the start, but as I kept saying I was Yeshua, he went on with the procucure, which gave my brothers and Joseph of Arimathea enough time to get him out of the area and the country. The Roman officer was not a sadist but an operative with a cop mentality: moral standards ran strictly along the lines of law and authority. Then, my soul mate arrived on the scene, screaming that I wasn't Yeshua and violent pulling on the Roman's clothes and gear. When his subordinates stepped forward he told them to stand down and my soul mate quieted down. After visibly weighing his options, he signalled his crew and they took me down. I was taken to the home of my soul mate's parents, was laid down and soon after, one of my brothers and Mary Magdalene arrived. She would heal my wounds, using her hand chakras and advanced psychic healing ability, showing considerable courage and determination. After a while she laid down to rest and then resumed, a process that went on during the night. It didn't take long, maybe a week or so before I could walk, with all the while my soul mate at my side.
I hadn't even returned home yet when I proposed to her and she accepted. That produced the problem of my having to come up with a dowry. I was perfectly fine with living an ascetic life as a preacher, enjoying my father's hospitality. He would also have funded the dowry, but I knew he needed the money for his business so I turned to "Uncle" Joseph (of Arimathea) for a loan. I was a scholar in several disciplines and intended to find work to pay off my debt, but Joseph insisted I'd accept the money as a gift so that I would be able to continue to preach, which he thought was important, in Yeshua's absense. While I called him uncle, we were unrelated as he was related to Yeshua's mother.
Then I went looking for living space for me and my bride to be, but couldn't find anything I'd be comfortable with presenting to her. Joseph then said he would have his aid find something for me and what we ended up with was essentially a Roman villa, which Joseph bought for me to live in. That obviously presented a political problem for me and, I reckon, has become the source of the Judas taking Roman silver for betraying Jesus narrative. It also shows how history is falsified. Not just by the invention of things that never happened, but also by permutating things that did happen. I did face hecklers during my preaches, whom I suspected to be Roman agents, who suggested financial ties to the Romans.
While I quickly recovered from the crucifixion, also mentally, my soul mate remained traumatized for some time and I felt I owed it to her to accept living in the villa (and turning down Joseph's offer wouldn't be such a good idea either), while the Joseph remained the owner.