I was taken there a few
times, to learn of the place and once to do battle. So, I can say
what she is describing to you is quite accurate and very real. It's
the place where one goes for life review, prior to either sleep or to
be punished for that life's sins. This is not JUDGMENT DAY; that
occurs after the millennial reign, when ALL are weighed in the
balances for final adjudication. It's for each life. How you lived.
Wickedly or in doing the best you can, body and soul, or in attaining
salvation, which keeps you from such a thing, henceforth. In some ONE
life, you will find Yeshua Mashiach (Christ Jesus).
Just how it is. Preachers and false
priests and theologians have been lying for quite a long time about
the after life.
UPDATE 5-7-26
Unleavened Bread day 6
Don Bradley
Dust to
dust, ashes to ashes. get it?
You
cannot see the surface. There is a ankle to knee high cloud of
permanent dust. Always. Never goes away. All the times I was there.
Of course, I haven't been to every part and parcel of that place, nor
do i ever ever want to see it.
So what
does the surface look like? Don't know. Never been able to really see
it. Flat as a board. Some parts are rockier, I know that. Stepped on
that, but never saw it. And I've been all over that particular
section. It's where the Judgment hall is for life disposition.
life and life. I've been there, to see the process of how it's all
done. Shall I tell it? I have permission and this is the first doing
of the morning, so...
Upon
passing for each soul, if you do NOT have the blood of the Lamb,
Christ Yeshua, you come here. To the dry places, depending. If you
are a particularly rotten scoundrel, without remorse, vicious, cruel,
eager to harm and hurt the innocent, the Night Terrors come for you
with chains to haul you down – sometimes to the Abyss, sometimes to
the circles, sometimes to here. They escort you, constantly both
laying talon like claws and slicing away at your body and barking
cruel unnecessaries into your ear – to build your fear of the
unknown. As you descend, the memories return. You've been here
before. Many times. Because you always sought out darkness, rather
than light; gave evil for good. Usually some kind of witch, whatever
that was called in whatever language and land you were born into.
The
unsaved but gentile just pop in here. Not particularly evil, but not
good either. No Night Terrors. And where do you come?
The
Dry Places.
It's an
endless desert without any trees, mountains, hills, horizon,
EVERYTHING IS GREY, flat as a board, with a ankle to knee high
permanent cloud of dust. Dust to dust, as it is written. This is that
dust spoken of. Now you know. There is no time. No morning, no
evening, NO WATER OF ANY KIND, and boy is it HOT. I mean scorching
HOT. There is no night, nor day. The dry places has a diffused grey
light and that is the only color one sees. Raise your hands to your
face and they – and you – are covered in dry, grey, powdery dust
with no substance. The inside of your mouth and tongue is coated with
the stuff, already. Shake your head and grey dust shakes out into
that endless, permanent fog at your feet. You have no shoes of any
kind, so you walk on a hot, terribly hot, flat surface.
This is
the place Abraham was called out from by the rich man whom had seven
brothers, wishing for some water and would Abraham warn his yet
living brothers of that place – the dry places – and he could
not, for the gulf between Heaven and Hell is great.
Welcome
to the first place in Hell. And you are going to be here awhile,
at least 70 to 80 years, but not always, it depends. Upon what life
where, is scheduled for you and for your family to either precede you
there or for them to come as well. Once you understand, this all
becomes quite clear. This you learn and accept in the Judgment Hall,
where you await your fate. And fates.
To help
explain this better, let's take the next part from the point of view
of some one person, man or woman, whose just found themselves there
instantly upon passing, no Night Terrors – whom are the designated
escorts of those being taken down below. It's what all those vax
spinners were trying to shoe away just before they went into instant
rigor mortis and shot out, usually through their solar plexus.
You
are in the dry places. No distance. Endless nothing. A cloud of
hot dust at your feet. You can see a few miles, but one direction
looks exactly the same as any other. The only thing to do is start
walking, so off you go. As there is nothing to give you a sense of
time passage. So, to measure it in some way, all do the exact same
thing they can do – they count their steps, figuring that each step
is a second or so, depending upon their gait. Some lose their minds,
right off, unable to process what has happened to them. Many just
start running, hoping to get SOMEWHERE THAT IS ANYWHERE other than
the place they are at. After some time – and what is time now? Have
you been there an hour? A year? Forever? After what would be a day,
there IS NO TIME. Increasingly,, that concept is foreign to you as
other memories. Of being alive. That horror you still have to face.
LOSING YOUR MEMORIES OF THE LIFE JUST LIVED, good or bad.
So you
run. You do not get tired. You can run forever. Many do something
like that. Very often, after much running and nothing changing and
for all you know, you are STILL IN THE EXACT SAME SPOT YOU STARTED
IN, and there is no way to tell if that is so. Everything is
perfectly identical. Count a hundred steps. Stop. Turn on a 360
degree circle, it's still, exactly the same as a hundred steps ago.
Was it really a hundred? What's your name again? Tell me.
For
reasons you do not understand, it is understood that you are to go
someplace for a disposition of the life just lived. So, you try to
seek that place out. Anything, even judgment, has got to be better
than this. So, like all the others before you and also with you, but
you cannot see them, you start walking to find this place. You
figure, as you have done before you kind of remember now, that you
should, given enough steps you don't want to count because there is
simply NO POINT TO THAT FUTILITY. Same as it ever was, over and over
and over again.
It
hits you. This is why people inwardly fear death. At
the very least, they are coming to this place. Dust to dust lands on
your mind and soul in the deepest of ways. That old funeral
maxim is now, your all that is or ever will be.
So,
there being nothing else to do, you start walking. The direction
makes no difference, you understand that now. Sigh. And you walk.
Keep walking. Walk and walk and walk, step after step after step. The
same dreary grey ugly dust, a place with nor horizon nor direction
known. A complete unknown. No where to call home. A life now living
alone.
How long
have you been walking?
A day? A
year? How can you tell?
There is
no time.
Just an
endless grey is.
Then you
hope for a worse fate – another thing you know inwardly without
understanding how or why you know that. Being in the clutches of evil
beings who do very ugly and vicious things to you FOREVER. That would
be something in place of this endless nothing. But once you
put your mind to that possibility, you shut it out. Endless torture?
No thank you.
BTW, you
are in satan's kingdom. This is his domain. And it is a terrible
place.
Finally
after what seems like an eternity, but you do not really know, you
keep walking and start thinking about the life just lived. All the
various things you did and can remember and you remember, you find, a
great deal. Laughter, love, times of joy and happiness. Also the
times of sadness, pain, suffering, illness, injury, what have you.
Everyone has a different, but same life eventually given them all,
one from another. But the same, over the course of Earth's lives. The
smell of flowers, walking in the rain, animals you loved, and
compared to what you have now, all those memories – painful or no –
are NOW more precious to you than any other possibility. Then it hits
you, right between the eyes.
Life
is a gift. A Great Gift.
And
you feel ashamed at not having lived it better and also, all the
bitching, crazy making cruelty you brought to that life, instead of
the joy, smiles, and doings that MIGHT HAVE BEEN if you hadn't been
such a cruel, narcissistic shit.
All
the useless pain you caused others for no other reason to see them
hurt, in pain, and sad. At this moment, you realize your entire life
was squandered away in such a fashion, as it is for many.
For
others, it was a grind. A time serving, debt to be paid, grind. A
life in the army to die at 17 on some battlefield. Born into a
marriage at 12 to some bossy, cruel man you did not love nor ever
will, his sex slave and child beater and where is my dinner woman,
smack! That debt paid, because in one life, YOU WERE THAT MAN;
vicious, cruel, barbaric. The scale balances, once again.
You
understand all these causes and effects. As you had sown, so you
reaped, over and over and over again. Until that blessed day when you
finally saw that life was a GREAT GIFT and to live it as such. Not
cruel. Not vicious. Not selfish.
And
finally, in some life, at YOUR APPOINTED Time, YOU FOUND THE SAVIOR
waiting for you. Perfect freedom.
The
cycles are broken. New ones made. In service to Goodness, Truth, and
Beauty. In service to Almighty YHVH. A child of Adonai, YHVH. Made so
by Christ Yeshua.
New
lives, new destinies, and always suffering because the world does not
want the Kingdom of God, so you are persecuted, life after life, FOR
BEING YOU.
You gain
your own stripes, suffer as He did, earning out and atoning for all
those former things, and building your CROWN OF GLORY, the jewels
around your Golden Bowl. Forever. A place for you in Heaven. A new
Home. No more dry places, ever, ever again.
And
through it all, Yeshua stands with you, walks with you, the creator,
the Holy Word Himself, has covered you with His own Blood,
vouchsafing your reward. None can take it from you. It now IS YOU.
Oh
Happy Day!!!
A
child of YHVH has entered the Kingdom, a brother, a sister, a new
family member to join the multitude in perfect freedom. In Glory.
Able to see HIM always. Be with HIM always.
And
Heaven! The endless splendors, wonders, doings, and amazement that is
that place of endless great and grand possibilities that are without
end. Boredom and routine do not exist in the 7 heavens that are soon
to be your wish, measure, and place of being, beyond the simple,
mundane, world of number, weight, and measure that is life on Earth,
with pain and suffering and travail, it's standard.
And all
it took, was accepting Christ Yeshua's great gift on that long ago
Passover. His PASSOVER, His Blood, and the angel of death has passed
you over FOREVER, from destruction below henceforth. Each life on
Earth comes to an end. That's and ending, not destruction.
Destruction is in the below places – hell, Sheol, the dry places,
the abyss.
All of
this knowing descends upon your mind, as you walk, walk, walk to no
point, searching out the Hall, never finding it. Finally, after
enough time and constant reflection of the life just lived, you STOP.
You stop
and lay down in the dust, disappearing from view. To Repose. In
memories, now beginning to fade. Oh to hang on to them, to remember.
Every detail you strain to recall. You trying starting from death and
then backwards. Some start at their earliest memories. Anything.
Something. Hang on to every laugh, ever event, no matter how great or
trivial.
It's all
you have now. Or ever will. As you see it.
Until
you are called to judgment. For disposition. And then, who knows. The
knowing comes from that hour and not before.
For
those of you fortunate enough to be reading these words, bless you.
For this knowing is a great knowing the world is unaware. They should
have it. You should share it. It might save someone from coming to
that dreaded place. It might save you.
Just
think about that for a minute.
It might
save you.
As for
the place of life disposition, the Judgment Hall...that is another
article for another day, Father has stated. So another day then. But
it will come. And I perceive, not in some distant time, but soon
enough.
If it
were me and it is, I would read this treatise thoroughly to
understand its inward parts, for they are many. Keys and codes are
revealed herein. If you will have it.
Or treat
it flippantly. Many will. Some, no way. The gravity of such a knowing
will land four square upon themselves like a great boulder of doom
and foreboding. Others will laugh, smirk, and declare, “it cannot
be so!”
This was
all, back in the day of days, common teachings, once upon a time. But
since the days of Constantine, all this has been removed from the
world. To keep you blind, stupid, and declaring, there is no God.
You have the freewill to believe whatever you want. But that does not
change the facts of life and its warp and woof of being.
We live
in a time when this knowing comes again the world.
To help
you understand the life you are living. And why you are living it.
And what it all means. And why it is going the way it is going. And,
of a truth, we are in End Times.
I hope
and pray this one particular article causes many of you to pause and
do a much needed LIFE REVIEW. And, please, do yourself a favor, and
pray first to Our Father Above, YHVH, that he help you see the life
that is your own with the right eyes, the right understanding, and so
that you can then find a way out of hell. The dry places.
That way
is and always will be, Christ Yeshua.
Don
