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Hell On Earth

In my sleep I find myself 200 to 250 years in the future. The Earth, at least I think it's the Earth is found to have Undergone some terrible changes. The ground is no longer Solid, it is this liquid fire, a molten lava per se. There are Angels pinned down in this lava unable to free themselves Undergoing a torturous torment being hurt like no other. You can hear their loud screams from anywhere on Earth. The temperature is burning like being on fire on top of Being on fire. The Earth seems to be burning beyond any Known fire, seemingly beyond any known living beings. Then I saw it, small little glowing souls being tormented, Being put to the highest amount of pain ever known to Have been succumbed. The most severe pain and agony That anyone could ever be brought to. Their screams are So much more intense than the angels that this is almost All you can hear. Terror and terrible pain and agony that There seems to be no relief in sight. Then I saw him, the Pure evil being himself. You can see his power and ultimate Reign of this area. He is inflicting as much pain as he can On the poor souls that are beneath him, giving them never A break from their suffering. Then he saw me, his eyes Met up with mine, terror filled my heart. I quickly began My quick retreat back to my body. Luckily I made it with The smell of brimstone still on me. I recalled all that I saw And knew and felt the horrible place that it was. I vowed From that moment on I would do whatever it took to never End up there at that horrid place on Earth. I was fearful, Scared, and terrified and I will never forget the torture That was going on there by fire and various other evil Means. I hope I can get as many other people in my life To never end up there as well, because I hated this Place, hated it with every fiber of my being. Maybe Somehow and some way we can stop the inevitable from Happening. Till then I just have to work on me and to Hopefully find peace inside myself to find a way not to end up there, being tortured, and living a dying Death over and over again. Russell Sivey

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Date: 8/18/2011 10:15:00 PM
VEry eerie and descriptive imagining of hell fire. I like to think (or hope) that Jesus spoke in parable about it, and that it is not actual fire, but rather the burning of one's conscience that will be our own hell should we die in our sin. I think all of us will have to suffer that feeling of pain for all the things wrong we did(or at least not repented of) before we are redeemed!
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