10 February 2025

Jesus gives me a dream (31 October 2024) and I see demon faces looking at me: different varieties, kinds and sizes, all kinds of demon faces.  We take the dream to Jesus on 24 November 2024 and The Father shows me how complex Hell is.  He shows me beings functioning with humans as slave drivers and peaceful places, storing humans until His Judgement.  He tells me, “The times are closing and a new era is on the horizon.”  Today is 10 February 2025 and The Father tells me, “Write this to those who are looking for My love and don’t know how to find it.”

As Revealed to me by God, The Father and Christ Jesus, His Son:

When my wife and I take the dream to Jesus, I hear, “I want to show you some of these demons who live in Hell and in that kingdom.”  I look toward where the voice comes from, to my left, and there’s The Father dressed in a white robe, gold trimmed around the neck and waist while His head shines like the sun but doesn’t hurt my eyes.  I look back to my right there’s Hell.  When I look toward Hell, I see both a specific area in Hell as well as all the physical Hell that’s in the Earth.  Hell is a complex system; it’s both physical and spiritual and it’s both a place and a being.  I look back to my left and realize Jesus is not here for this one, it’s just me and The Father, and we begin walking.

The Father says, “I created this place to store those who determine they don’t want to be a part of My Kingdom.  This spiritual place existed before your realm was created.  I’ve always been and always will be.  I have existed before your time [the time of man] and so have many other beings I’ve created.  I’ve always been a creator and I love to create others who love Me.  Unfortunately, not all of My Creation, of which I created with free will, decides to love Me back.  There’s a rogue element of My creation.  My punishment comes in many different forms.  Not all deserve the same punishment and, as you see with My unjudged angels, the punishment and separation from Me can be temporary.  You who love your children and, yet are evil, place your child in time out, do not spare the rod, or other forms of punishment, based on the offense and your idea of punishment, but you always love your child back.  It’s the same with Me.  I’m The Father of many things and many beings, not just the human race, although, I made you special.  There are many beings that came under My full judgement before your time began, therefore, this place was already created in the spirit realm.  Hell is for those who are judged and have fully rejected Me.”

I know that there’s more to what He’s saying but He is not explaining in depth.  He is, however, allowing me to understand that the levels of punishment are far greater than we could understand.  I’m seeing more than just the fiery Hell we have an idea of.  As weird as this might sound, there’re peaceful areas; non-fiery slave areas He’s showing me.  I see people lined up and going to work in tattered clothing, escorted by huge, nasty beings, but the terrain’s not inner earth looking and fiery.  This area’s more like barren, mountainous regions.  My spirit begins circling the escorting demonic beings who are walking with the enslaved humans.  I’ve never seen anything like this before.  It’s difficult, but I’ll try to explain what I’m seeing.  These beings are probably the size of two human men, height-wise, but very round.  They’re not muscular and they’re wearing what appears to be ancient, barbaric war clothing with and S&M vibe.  They’re weird and The Father says, “Ask him a question.”

I’m circling around one in particular and I stop close to his face.  I ask, “What do you do here in this place?”  When he answers I hear something almost resembling a garble, but I hear his answer in English, “My job is to transport these slaves to and from work and to oversee their day.”  I ask, “How did these humans get here?”  He answers, “They are sent.  I don’t know how they get here.  They’re sent and I do my job.”  I look at The Father and say, “What do you want me to do, Sir?”  He asserts, “Are you satisfied?”  I think and say, “No,” because there’s so much more I want to learn.  I ask The Father if I may speak to one of the humans.  He allows, “Yes, you may.”  My vision shifts to the mass of enslaved humans and I think, “Wow.”  I’m looking at the crowd and they are all looking back at me, but this is not the flesh and I cannot explain the physics of what I see.  My spirit begins circling the crowd of humans as I circled the guards around the humans and It’s as if all their faces are following me.  Their faces are following me in unison, almost as if they’re jumbled together, not individually, even though their separate; as if their faces are not attached to their bodies.  I see one large mass of faces following my spirit, in unison, wherever my spirit goes and I begin to feel desperation.  I feel as if their faces are following me with hope, like, “Maybe he’s here to get me out of this place.”  Not like the ones I’ve seen who are burning in fire, screaming.  These are just watching me, intently, and I feel they aren’t speaking because they’re worried they might get beaten.  I find myself looking for a face to choose from.  I pick a face and my spirit goes down and hovers in front of this human.  Whether he’s in the flesh or spirit I don’t know, but the crowd has stopped marching because The Father’s here.  He’s The King, The Lord God Almighty and I begin addressing the man my spirit’s chosen.

This is a bearded little man; well, all of them are little, as if to be lacking nourishment.  He’s skinny and withered, but not old, maybe 50 years of age.  I ask him, “How did you get here?”  He responds, “I didn’t know your God.  I lived a good life.  I had a family who I loved very much, but I didn’t know your God.  When I died this is the place I was sent.”  I’m looking at him and somehow I can see him in an office building.  He looks different to me.  He’s happy and interacting with co-workers.  I see him at a ballpark with his children.  One of them is playing baseball.  I see him kissing and hugging his wife in their bedroom and one of his kids runs in to jump in bed with them.  I see this man wasn’t an evil man, he was just content with his life and chose not to know God through the sacrifice of Jesus.  I’m pulled back up in the air, away from the humans.  I look at The Father and He says, “Let’s go to another place.”

Concerning the next area we travel to, He says, “This area is the place of those who are Mine, but stay here until the time of judgement.  They’ve died before My Son was on the Earth, loved Me and await their judgement.”  I don’t feel many speak of the places He’s taking me to when they talk about Hell.  I feel many choose not to understand and I see these people, all standing in robes; but their robes are not pure white.  These robes are more tan than white and I see these people moving around in comfort.  The Father interjects, “These are in the Earth, waiting for the time of My Judgement.  This time is coming and, until then, I’ve given them this place to roam in comfort.  I provide for them in this place.  They lack nothing, but this is still not their final destination.”  I see no demonic entities or slave drivers here, just the people in tan robes.  I’m thinking, there’s a Jewish term for this place and I ask The Father, “Is this place Sheol, Sir?”  He answers, “This is correct.  There are both good parts and bad parts of Sheol, depending on the individual.  My ways are perfect.  I am a righteous judge and I always do what’s right.”  He grabs my left hand with His right hand.  We go up and then back down.  We sink and I believe we go further down into the Earth or into the spiritual realms of Hell and everything goes dark.  I see red burning lava popping, like grease, in this area.  I see the skeletons of human beings floating in this pool of burning rock.  It’s as if they’re a part of the burning rock.  There’s no flesh or organs, even though their skeletons move as if they’re alive and I can see they’re in pain.

I’m focused on one skeleton and I can hear it yelling at me.  He’s yelling to me to tell me how much he hates God.  I hear his blasphemies.  I feel he hates The Lord God Almighty for putting him here, even though I feel he deserves to be here.  I ask The Father, “Can I ask him what he did in his life?”  God points at him and says, “Ask him.”  I do and the skeleton answers me, “I raped and killed women.  It was what I loved to do.  I would plan out my abductions.  I knew where I would take them.  I would keep them alive for my pleasure and I enjoyed torturing them.  When I died, your f***ing God sent me to this f***ing place to die.  I get no rest in this place and I f***ing hate him for this.”  I look up at The Father with a concerned look on my face and I tell Him, “I’m sorry.  I’m sorry he’s so hostile toward You, even in his punishment there’s no remorse.”  The Father replies, “There are many like this one, son, and not just from your [human] kind.  There are ones like this from many of My Creation.  You will be surprised when you see how much I’ve created and the glory My Creation brings Me.  Even though, not all are as happy about it as I am.  The beauty of My Creation is free will.  I love to give everything its own free will.  I love everything that I’ve created, but sometimes My Creation doesn’t love Me.”  As He’s saying these things I feel His sadness and He continues, “Not all of My punishment is eternal, such as the unjudged Fallen Angels you seek out for Me.  The times of rebellion all come to a close.  Just as with the time for the rebellion of mankind, and your one-place, is coming to an end.  My Judgement is near for your one-place [footnote “One Place”].  I want to warn all of My Creation, within this one-place, it’s time to drop your rebellion toward Me and come home to your loving Father.  I am the righter of all wrongs; I am the reconciler of all problems and I am the undoer of all bad deals just as I am the adopter of all lost children.  I want to bring you into My house and show you My great things.  I never intended for any of my children, mankind, to experience the atrocities of the rebellion against Me, but many of you give ear to fallen beings whose intention it is to destroy you for My Name’s sake.  This is not hard.  Getting out of your troubles is easy.  You only need to come to Me through repentance.  My forgiveness comes through the atoning blood of My Son Jesus Christ.  This is not a difficult matter.  The solutions are simple really, as I can do all things.  It doesn’t matter how far you’ve sunk in your own sin.  I can pull you out of this Hell and redeem you to Myself.”  This might sound silly, but I’m hearing that song “Closing Time,” by Semisonic and He says, “It’s time.  The time is near My children. Come to Me and I will make a way for you.  Come to My Son Jesus and receive your forgiveness.  The times are closing and a new era is on the horizon. Write this to those who are looking for My love and don’t know how to find it.”

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