J'existe en Verite

A vision of the Middle East

The middle East is not in Peace, as demons dwell in sacred shrines of old.

The time was 2:34 AM.

J’existe in verite, I was awakened in the silence of my bed. They spoke to me. This is not a feel-good story or a story in my head.

I heard the sound of burning embers and a small child weeping in the street. The pain was extraordinary as I observed.

Through his eyes I saw such fear and confusion while he called out for his mother. I focused my eyes through the smoke and the dust as the spinning sensation wouldn’t stop.

I observed as fear took over, then the child looked frantically in all directions at once.

Then the scene changed and an old man prayed in Israel and another old man prayed in Palestine.

They said to me, they call for us, they are begging to be heard. They, meaning those from the stars and the moonlit sun. They cry out to us, “ Where are you oh ancients of old? Will no one come to save our souls?”

The ancient ones said to me, “What have they done? They broke the chalice and so no one has won.”

I saw the blood drip from a wall, from a home that stood in strength and tall. There was much wailing upon another wall.

“Again…Who stirred the pot of enmity and hate and who opened the Janus war time gate?”

A man was bitter and his sons broke through the dimensional door; everyone began to run quickly into hiding.

A young girl dug with her own hands to dig very deep into the sand, until her fingers bled raw in pain. She felt nothing of it and continued to scrape. “If I only can go under the sand, the deeper I can get where no one can kill me there.”

The silence in between the explosions were great. One can hear the hearts beat and the breath separate. .

I said again, to the ones who had awakened me from my sleep., “What evil has been done that makes my soul want to weep? Was this supposed to happen or was it an induced, contrived and plotting dark intention?”

Then they said, we have awakened you that’s true as you lie in your bed, though you didn’t turn time or inflict this on the dead. We are hearing their cry from as far as can be. Many have witnessed to what we did see. The innocent know not whether this is eternity.

So I sat in my kitchen, seeing cupboards of food. The silence was all around us as the neighbors did snooze. Then I saw them…in burnished glow of armor and light. Do I awaken or do I fight?

They said, “No one gave charge to influence such a war, this is not in our records of our time before. The embers of death reach beyond the levels of hate. The animosity is far beyond the levels that they would normally create.”

This has a darker, deeper, and sinister intent, we feel. This is otherworldly and a tampering we must reveal. Though, they started it for fun, this is true, it was not for a cause, just nefarious to do. The blood did drip from their mouths and their claws. What demon folk, what devil’s eyes, what hatred toward humanity that they tried to disguise.

I broke from the thought, and said, “What can be done? Does it have anything to do with the conversation with the white-haired twins, who warned me that there was a darkness to come?”

They said, “Indeed this is true, they knew all about you and said, over 25,000 ambassadors came to help humanity, though, none of them made it. They were all murdered just the same by the evil force around them, by the devils mane.”

So humanity suffered and yes, they suffered so much pain. Children were the target and the elderly, who had the memories stored in their brain. They were burdened by the demons who unleashed upon them for no other reason than boredom. Without the 25,000 to prohibit them they were unhindered to attack and endlessly torture.

We heard the people cry there as well. Their sorrows were heard in both heaven and hell. They were locked as prisoners in their own homes, as they watched the poisons in the sky. The pinch of an arm and some dropped like flies.

In truth, we see all and yet the injustice reaches far. There is a window in the Middle East that reaches Gods call. But the dark ones work both day and night. The blood drips from their mouths and they are motivated to make wars and fight. They work tirelessly to destroy and destroy, giving credit to themselves for false valor and winning joy. They say in their heads, we will win! We will win!! As they prodded the hornets, the mighty bulls and serpents. We will gather all serial killers, we will give rage to the insane, we will cause a deep fever of the paranoid brain. We will save the serpent and tell God’s children they were to blame. We will laugh at their calamity, we will say we are Jewish with one signature and then say we are Palestinian with another signature, and then declare war as never before.

Then I heard a timbre, a sound as a bell, that was preparing a place for the eternal hell.

The accomplices laughed, nothing affecting their gait, they walked proud and did pass with strong levels of hate. These were not human entirely, not man in complete, neither were they sentient but as beasts on their hands and feet.

I said, what am I observing and is this vision done? They said, you see the demon likeness peaking through the human body that once was. We only request that you share this in truth.

Tell the others to decide what they want to do.

After all, humankind can be witnesses too.

Then we can make changes and send assistance anew.