You know those ‘dreams’ you have in between being awake and asleep?
I think I might have had a conversation either with God, or with an angel. I’m pretty sure it was God. I couldn’t ‘see’ anyone, but I could hear. Or maybe it was just another one of my elaborate dreams. Wouldn't be the first time.
It began with ‘the voice’ asking if I wanted to see how the world would be remade. I answered: “Yes.” But we didn’t get to that imminently. Instead it began further back with a moral conversation urging me to give up my addiction to porn and giving me an explanation involving genetics of any children I might have being less ‘good’ as (paraphrased) ‘the mind shapes the body, as you’ve seen, and some human dominant genes tend to skip generations on occasion, which is why you might have a son who is aggressive by nature but a grandson who is gentle by nature, but by each generation trying their absolute best to seek being a good person humanity becomes more gentle overall.’
Anyway, back on topic, I saw first The Earth from orbit. I saw Israel standing alone against its enemies, but they weren’t moving. It was as if someone had pressed ‘Pause’ in that part of the world.
“After I return and my children’s enemies are crushed, My Enemy will flee this land, and all his followers will go with him, trusting him even now to protect them, preserve them, and bring them to glory. But he does not care for them as they think. When they come to this land, your home, it will no longer BE your home.”
The world spun to the right like a globe and showed the North American and South American continent where a patch of black dots swarmed along the middle region of the east coast. Then we zoomed in closer to see dirty figures dressed in rags making their way across a wasteland that shows dead or dying vegetation in a few places, and what looks like, but is not, snow on the ground. black smoke drifts overhead and the smell of soot is in the air.
“By then, your home will have become the prison and place of punishment that I have prepared for him, and for them.”
We zoomed out, and The World became greener and beautiful for a short time (time rewound briefly). The World spun to the right again, to Yellowstone Park, where the ground began to rumble and shake. With a great explosion the dormant volcano ceased being dormant, and spewed fire, ash, toxic gasses, and molten stone! Time flew forward again as smoke, ash, and gases drifted lazily from the west of the country to the east, slowly turning it shades of gray and destroying most if not all life. I saw no people, so I’m assuming everyone either fled, or died. In time the North American continent became near to empty save for the scorching ash in the air, and the cold wind that swept along the ground. The words of a pained man reached my ears, though I did not see who spoke them: “Our lungs burned like fire even as the cold chilled our bones in our place of torment.” and then I found myself (still can’t see me) floating far above the mid-Atlantic ocean.
God said something about “the immortality he has granted them (I’m assuming with advanced medical tech.) will cause them to be unable to die in this place of punishment. It will heal their wounds but not their minds.” He went on to say that “there will be no food there for them to consume” (which I was and am still skeptical on, as how would they survive even if they had uber-sci-fi level nanite tech repairing them endlessly, as they’d still need energy and the machines would need materiel to do repairs. Perhaps he meant that nothing will grow there during that time? You could still in theory fish in the ocean or eat canned or dried goods that the former denizens left behind.)
“By the time I have returned humanity to The Earth, they will not remember those men and women, and those men and women will no longer look human.” I was shown the new denizens of America. They looked as legends described Demons. “And those ones will no longer BE as Human. Their life there will be pain, and they will be twisted by their healing, and one day will become used to it, and inflicting different levels of pain on others will be their culture. Your people will not understand, and will think them Evil, though it is simply Their Way.”
At this point I spoke up and asked: “So when Humans finally DO find this land again, and they find The Punished, they’ll think they’re the Demons of legend because of their looks and how they treat others?”
“Yes. They will not know that these whom are here are their ancient kin. And their kin will not recognize them as family.” I was shown several interactions in which one man was being tortured and another eaten alive. A woman screamed in the background in horror but I did not see her. The second scene showed a battle taking place. The Twisted (The Punished) fought with fangs and claws and red (probably burn scarring) skin so dried it looked as scales
with snarls and teeth long and filed to points battled a group of soldiers armed and armored in the fashion of the Middle Ages soldiers. I did not see the outcome.
“But Lord, you said the world will be remade. How will this happen?”
The view changed to a distant orbit, and I saw the lands as hey are now in today’s world.
“It will begin like this.” Yellowstone erupted again, but this time I saw white lines shoot outward from it. Then the sections that were visible on the land above the water began to drift apart. Lava spilled out from the Yellowstone crater, creating a plane of semi-solid molten rock that spanned across two states (”The lake of fire, Lord?” I asked and ‘looked’ at Him.
“Yes. It will be waiting for Them, and ready, as I have said Before.” ((’Before’ being the first time it was written about, in The Bible.)) . I was sad that my home was meant for such a fate, but it would be, as it would be. In any case, I would not be alive to see it. Or at least, I HOPED I would not.
The shattered lands continued to drift. The continents at the north and south poles were pushed from their original places, and met in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, where their sub-sea lands collided and eventually stopped, above ground there were still a canyon’s gap of distance at their middle. Over time all the ice and snow still upon them melted away, and the world grew colder. Elsewhere in the world, Canada drifted higher up and became the new polar continent to the north, and the lower half of South America became the first part of the southern pole’s continent, with the lower portion of African becoming the other, though a portion of both were still nearer the equator, and could be lived upon, though Africa also drifted westwward.
(I wish I could draw better than I do!) China and a big chunk of nations to the east of it and all the countries below it broke off from the rest and drifted lower, but it did not drift far. The northern nations, by contrast, did not seem to drift at all.
I did not see what became of Australia. I did not see what became of Iceland, Greenland, or Ireland. I did not see what became of the multitude of small islands around the world. I did not see what became of Japan, or Hawaii. And save for The Punished I did not see any people across the world, though I might simply have not been shown them. And then The Lord said:
“When all has calmed in The World- when the storms have ceased and the lands have stopped shifting, then I will bring your people back home, and they will live on it once more.” I turned to where the voice seemed to come from and nodded.
“Thank you for showing me this, Lord. I am glad to have seen this, but I am glad that I will not be there to see it in person.”
“You will see this all happen.”
I have written this out to the best of my ability. It is likely that I have forgotten some details, but I CAN say this with absolute certainty: I have NO IDEA when exactly this will happen, but FEEL fairly certain it will be within the next 200 years.
Some people think that super-heroes with the ability to see the future are really freaking cool. I know that I did as a child (and still do, honestly!), but the things that most cartoons and movies DON’T show you is what it does to the minds of some when what they see is scary, or sad, AND YOU CAN DO NOTHING TO STOP IT. These visions, if that is what they are (I believe that’s what they are, but others might not. I believe that they’re a gift from God, and other will not.), when they occur, happen EXACTLY the way I see them, if not in the fashion that I expect. I don’t control when I have them, or what they focus on (though I’ve tried). I don’t control how detailed they are, what form they take, or how long they last. Most of them last only a few seconds to a few minutes. The one above felt like it went on for hours, though I don’t know for sure if it really did. Still, come what may, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nG-zoopwV_I
