08-06-2017, 12:00 AM
So thats the first instalment of my long story. Ill take a break to talk about what I have written thus far. My impressions of being in hell and an elaboration of the feelings I experienced. Remember this is for healing.
The first question that comes to mind is did i really go to hell and encounter real demons and Satan? I ask that question all the time. What if it was an elaborate ruse designed by the iobs to trick me and enslave me, steal my power and my allies? Could very well be. Perhaps God also was an inorganic projection? But when I saw God I saw the word of God as He foretold Himself to be as in the Bible. I saw that I could ask for anything and receive it. It sure seemed like the God I believed in, the God I sought and foudnn perfection in. Yet is it beyond the IOBS to duplicate this personna and project the energies in this form? Nope. Now I am a man of great faith and believe whole heartedly in God but I am also real and wonder if this encounter was actually Hell or some fabircation. I dont know, how can I?
I wonder also if it were IOBS why didnt they stop once they had some of my allies? They gained power of my knowldge through them and gained their power in the process. The prediction given to me by God at the time was that my trip would be very hard but I would succeed. If it were IOBS I think they would of stopped for surely even if it were a ruse then the prediction of God would not fail. Perhaps they have a bigger plan? Perhaps they want my soul for the keeping. But that part of the story comes later.
Now for some of my feelings. I think the agony was easier to deal with then the knowldge of myself melting and tormenting my beloved Jamie girl. Agony, and it was agony, is something I learned to bear although at first it was.. well.. hell. I would prefer suffering extreme agony rather then be responsible for the harm of my loved ones.
Now the voices in my head were creepy at first, and very troublesome to say the least. It was as if my mind were exposed and invaded. Which of course it was. The voices in my mind, the shadow beings, however were just beginning the roles they would play in my torment.
The searing bullet to the brain was worse then the perception of pure agony however it was also quicker. Pain of that nature takes a lot out of you. It drains you and makes you weary.
Ok now back to the story....
The first question that comes to mind is did i really go to hell and encounter real demons and Satan? I ask that question all the time. What if it was an elaborate ruse designed by the iobs to trick me and enslave me, steal my power and my allies? Could very well be. Perhaps God also was an inorganic projection? But when I saw God I saw the word of God as He foretold Himself to be as in the Bible. I saw that I could ask for anything and receive it. It sure seemed like the God I believed in, the God I sought and foudnn perfection in. Yet is it beyond the IOBS to duplicate this personna and project the energies in this form? Nope. Now I am a man of great faith and believe whole heartedly in God but I am also real and wonder if this encounter was actually Hell or some fabircation. I dont know, how can I?
I wonder also if it were IOBS why didnt they stop once they had some of my allies? They gained power of my knowldge through them and gained their power in the process. The prediction given to me by God at the time was that my trip would be very hard but I would succeed. If it were IOBS I think they would of stopped for surely even if it were a ruse then the prediction of God would not fail. Perhaps they have a bigger plan? Perhaps they want my soul for the keeping. But that part of the story comes later.
Now for some of my feelings. I think the agony was easier to deal with then the knowldge of myself melting and tormenting my beloved Jamie girl. Agony, and it was agony, is something I learned to bear although at first it was.. well.. hell. I would prefer suffering extreme agony rather then be responsible for the harm of my loved ones.
Now the voices in my head were creepy at first, and very troublesome to say the least. It was as if my mind were exposed and invaded. Which of course it was. The voices in my mind, the shadow beings, however were just beginning the roles they would play in my torment.
The searing bullet to the brain was worse then the perception of pure agony however it was also quicker. Pain of that nature takes a lot out of you. It drains you and makes you weary.
Ok now back to the story....