Hell on Earth

[Deatrix Nocturna]

11th April 2009


All dimensions had come together and had been like that for a substantial amount of time. The great war against reptilians had long happened and horrifically what seemed to be the last hope of humanity, a group of fighters, were defeated and destroyed. One thing you need to understand is that when all the dimensions are fused, if you die here, there is no other dimension your spirit crosses over to which basically means you're fucked.
The survivors of humanity, were kept as slaves and tortured by the surviving angels who were also slaves working with demons.
I remember the feeling of being tortured in the vision, I was pulsing and I felt the electrical currents flow to my eyes and to my finger tips. I felt all this while I was asleep, I knew I was sleeping, but I just couldn't wake up.
My Anthony, my beloved Phoenix was nowhere to be seen, I sensed a feeling that I was alone. The other slaves were drones and could no longer feel anything. All sense of compassion, love, hate, anger and life had vanished from their seldom faces as they mindlessly walked by me like zombies. Some of the remaining angels were so corrupt that they became pure evil. What few of the angels that weren't entirely corrupted showed compassion and love to slaves to the point that even they themselves were tortured if caught committing this 'crime' of compassion.


I stood amongst a crowd of zombies who were listening to a Demon who was lecturing them on pure bullshit, telling them how weak they are, and they need to be looked after and taken care of by the demons and the New God. I felt so angry at watching these people intently listen and soak up the verbal diarrhea of that asshole, that I immediately interrupted the Demon as he spoke and I said without thinking,
"you people are fucking pathetic" They all stopped and turned to look at me as though I had given each individual a slap across the face.
'You're all listening to this bullshit and following it as though all the people who died for you, meant nothing at all"
Some of the people looking at me looked away with guilt as though I had woken them up out of a drone state, and I continued:


"Our loved ones died out there for you to live longer so that you might follow the strength and courage they had and resist against this bullshit and defeat it"


Then I had everyone's attention. I could feel the eyes of the Demon soak my skin as he peered into me as though a warning to shut the fuck up. Did I care what he was gonna do? Nope. I didn't give the slightest fuck.


He walked out mad, as I carried on:


"Remember what it was like to love someone, remember your friends, remember your wife, your husband, your mother, your father, your children, your family. Was it so easy to forget? or was the pain unbearable for you that you gave up your will, your freedom, to these demons that your loved ones died in fucking vain?"


I said much more to them, that I saw a flicker of love, strength, pain, anger in their eyes. I saw Humans.
I remember saying to them
"What you're feeling now, is something the Demons and Angels have never felt or seen before. They have never seen Love, Hate, Anger, Courage, Pain, nor have they felt it. That makes you unpredictable, that makes you strong, that makes you HUMAN. For the sake of the people we loved, wake up! For the sake of your freedom, wake up! Wake up!"
I remember I kept repeating to them wake up! Tears through smiles of strength showed on peoples faces, and for once I saw hope. One lady came up to me and hugged me for a long time, crying and said 'thank you so much', a man in his mid 40's clasped my hand into his own and kissed it, thanking me. The people started greeting one another and talking to each other and laughing. Others were comforting each other through the pain of remembrance and what they had forgotten and turned away from. This was about the only nicest part of the vision for me.
Angel Gabrielle was also a slave (you probably think I'm faking it because of Gabrielle being there, but she was and yes she is female). She had aged by the fusing of the dimensions and the corrupt atmosphere (I know this because that's what I sensed on her, the hardship of living). She showed the deepest compassion to me. She was sitting amongst the crowd of people smiling at me at what I had done.


Then I heard them coming, I looked around to see if anyone else heard it, and no one except Gabrielle did. A stampede of Demons and Angels coming for me.
In an instant flash Gabrielle was at my side and shouted in panic "You have to get out of here! they're coming for you!"


Gabrielle tried to help me escape the kingdom but instead plummeted to her death trying to protect me. I didn't see her die, but I saw her again, and I remember saying to her 'I thought you died' and she said 'I did, but I had just enough love in me left to tell you Goodbye.' And she whispered to me 'Inspire these people mother, there is still hope in them', in that breath I watched her fade away where I knew that would be the last time I ever see her again.


There was Hell on earth and so in Heaven.
I hid behind one of the columns in this huge dark palace. This palace I feel was once beautiful and light. I knew this was the kingdom of heaven and tears rolled down my cheeks at what it had become.
As I hid behind the column, I was found by Slave Angels who tortured me because they thought that I killed Gabrielle, that I had enough power to, then they came to an abrupt halt, as a man with long white hair glided toward me in a white angelic robe. A violent scar of war was draped over his left eye. His eyes gleamed with red anguish as black mist wafted from his whole body. He pressed his hands over my temples, and slowly leaning over me he whispered to me 'Still alive I see, well I shouldn't be surprised, but why have you taken so long to crack, beloved? Stop fighting it' in that moment he motioned to the slave angels who obediently fed long tubes into my temples. Remember, all dimensions are joined now, so no need for them to plug anything to me.

And it started, I remembered all the people I loved. My Anthony. My Raven. I felt the deepest rage I had ever felt and I pulsed electrical currents so violently I remember feeling the pulses while I slept; in my eyes, and radiating off my whole body. I woke up at that point at 6.05am in shock and my skin was still static from the vision that the sheet was basically glued to my body. When I pulled the sheet away from me, the sparkles lit up my bed. I cried so hard at what the world had become.
To which point I got up, walked over to my phone and as I grabbed the phone to ring Phoenix, I must have been still raging static and the phone flew across the room sparkling from my touch. I actually had to wrap my hands up with a cloth to be able to ring Phoenix.

I wonder... Does anyone get to choose what to envision? I never chose to have this vision, it tore me up. It was so vivid, as though I was truly experiencing it. I felt the torture, I felt the pain of knowing my child and fiance were dead, it was unbearable. I remember everything detail for detail and it was consistent to no fault. You can believe me, you don't have to, either way, I know what I saw and felt and it was just as real as the air we breathe.

I'm considering getting medication to stop me from dreaming or make me forget dreams because of this vision. That's one thing I know IS my choice.

I've had many visions, that were bad but none of them so ever equaled this.

Some Easter, huh

I wish all of you a better one.

Blessings

Dea