21 September 2024

On 16 August 2024 I have a dream and see a house of torture and pain.  My wife and I take the dream to Jesus and He opens my vision to an old Victorian style home used to torture men, women and babies.  This is a horrific vision, which ends with an encouraging message from The King.  Today is 22 September 2024 and Jesus tells me to “Write this to those in my Kingdom on the Earth.” 

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

When we ask Jesus if He wants to do anything about this dream, He informs me, “We’re going to take a look.  Prepare yourself” and I immediately begin to hear the instrumentals of the song “Jump Around” by the 1990’s Hip Hop group, House of Pain.  Jesus opens my spiritual vision and I see an old, haunted house.  Immediately, Jesus reminds me of the haunted house on the pier, off the boardwalk in Ocean City Maryland called Morbid Manor.  I’ve never been in the Morbid Manor.  These attractions were never my thing growing up.  Also, the haunted house I see is not exactly the Morbid Manor, but similar and I believe Jesus wants me to give the reader an idea of what He’s showing me. 

We’re walking up to this old, Victorian style house with a huge porch on the front and I’m still hearing the instrumentals of “Jump Around.”  We walk up the stairs, onto the porch and stop.  We look at each other and I see Jesus’ robe has turned into armor.  I look down, whatever I was wearing is now armor also and I know we’re going in.  Jesus opens the old, huge, haunted house looking door and the atmosphere changes immediately.  I didn’t move, but it’s as if we’re sucked right into the house.  We’re standing in a foyer type area and the first thing I see is a living being, but unidentifiable to me.  I’ve never seen anything like this before.  This being is hanging on the ceiling and its half human, female, and half spider or something like it.  I can’t explain how, but I immediately understand this being is not a threat, it’s not there to attack us, it’s just draped from the ceiling; as if it’s been pinned up there by someone, or something.  Out of the corner of my eye I see a dark figure, scurrying quickly across the floor of the hallway.  I take a moment to absorb what’s happening and get a better assessment.  The one on the ceiling is screaming in pain and I believe her to be hybridized, or the result of some experiment.  Jesus begins moving and I follow Him to the first room on the left of the foyer.  This place is set up exactly like an old Victorian house. 

We go in the first room to the left and it reminds me of a living room with a fireplace.  I see that people are chained to the wall.  There are little dark figures in this room, like the one I saw in the hallway and they are short, three to maybe three and a half feet tall with hoods.  I can’t see their faces.  They scamper into the room quickly and stick the people chained to the wall in the ribcage with a hot spear or rod.  The rod comes out of the fireplace and the dark figures run the rod into the chest area, pull it out and sear the person back shut with a branding iron, I guess so they can’t bleed.  The people chained to the wall are screaming in agony.  Jesus begins moving, I follow and we go through the opening in the back of the room with the fireplace and into the next room.

Once we’re in the next room I see one stretched out on a rather large dining room table.  One of the hooded figures is dropping hot coals into the mouth of the person tied to the table.  It’s hard to tell whether this person is male or female, but I feel female.  Another of the hooded beings just jumped on the torso of this human and drives a dagger into the chest, rips it all the way down to the navel and begins tearing out this one’s innards.  So, this is a female, because I see that the hooded figure just pulled out a baby attached to the mother by an umbilical cord.  The dark, hooded figure, then, slices the umbilical cord and runs off with the baby.  Me and Jesus are not communicating, we’re just observing so far.  I’m in a defensive posture, not really knowing what’s coming next, therefore I don’t really want to talk and I follow Jesus into the next room as we circle the downstairs floorplan, counterclockwise.

The next room we enter is a smaller kitchen area and there’s a man pegged to the pantry door.  I see that there’s a dart board on the door behind his head.  There are more of the dark, hooded figures in this room as well and they’re throwing knives at the dart board, which is behind the face of the man.  I assess the room and see that something is cooking on the stove in a large commercial sized pot.  Two of the hooded beings walk down the counter, pick up the pot on both sides, walk down to the man and pour the contents over his head.   These dark, hooded figures certainly know that Jesus and I are there, but they aren’t worried about us.  They are well within their legal rights to do whatever they want to do with these human captives.  This is also why Jesus isn’t doing anything, He moves forward and we go to the next room.

When we go into the next room, it’s as if we’ve done a “U” and end up in the other front room, opposite where we started.   When we enter the room and I see people literally pinned to chairs.  They’re being drained of their blood.  The little black hooded figures take the blood and leave the room with it.  I don’t know where they go, but the vision jumps forward and we’re upstairs.  This is where all the bedrooms are.  We walk by the first room and I see little black hooded demons raping babies and, when they’re done, they throw them to the side like trash, like they’re not real, baby dolls or something.  They’ll toss one aside and grab another.  Jesus keeps walking, I follow and we move to the next room.

I look in the next room and see a child, standing innocently.  I can’t tell if this one’s a girl or boy, but this child is walking back and forth, nervously.  The child looks to be my fifth child’s age, 12, and I break my silence for the first time, “Is this a boy or a girl, Sir?”  Jesus answers, “It doesn’t matter” and makes me feel that this child is innocent, not yet liable for sin.  This child is in the room all by itself.  I begin to feel it’s a she and she looks scared.  I see she’s dressed in a white dress.  Everything else in this house is old, dirty, bloody and horrible, but this little girl is perfect.  I ask Jesus a second question, “Who is this child, Sir?”  Jesus answers, “She belongs to Me” and I continue, “How did she get here?”  Jesus answers, “She’s a part of their system, but I have been protecting her.”  As he says this, he places one in my mind whose come out of this system.  One He’s currently using to expose their hidden practices.

This may sound odd to the reader, but I study many Occult topics; not to practice them, but to learn how the Occult operates so I will understand what and why they do what they do.  I’ve been doing this for eighteen years now and theirs is a harsh kingdom.  The church is weak, at best, at preparing the sheep against the Kingdom of Darkness and its current and past workings on and under the Earth.  Most Christians are oblivious to how the true, deep, Occult operates.  I’m not talking about a group of kids who chant some words and cut open a cat in the woods.  I’m talking about generational and bloodline occultist who are born into a system that hates and operates against the Kingdom of God.  Most of this work is done in the spirit realm, of which, most Christians have no power, if not for the protection of Jesus Christ.  The one Jesus reminds me of is named Jessie Czebotar who was groomed from a young age to become a Queen Mother of Darkness.  The reader can click this link to listen to Jesse’s testimony on YouTube, or learn more about her ministry here, at her website.  Now, back to the vision.

He places Jesse Czebotar in my mind as I’m staring at this little girl and I ask, “Is this her, Sir?”  Jesus replies, “It’s her.  There are many like this one who I’ve rescued from their system, their system of horrors, their House of Pain.  I love these children, but unfortunately not all of them will come to Me.  They’re either too scared to leave or they’ve become compliant.  These are tortured in the womb, at birth and throughout their whole lives, in this House of Pain, to fashion them into an instrument of hate for Me and My Kingdom.  I’m pulling out those I can.  This little one always loved Me.  She fought for Me, throughout all the horrors she witnessed, until I pulled her out.  When we destroy their system there will be many of these children who won’t know where to go.  They will be like little monsters, afraid and ready to attack.  We will have to rescue them from the demons who live in their personal house of pain.  I will save these children.  I am about to set fire to their House of Pain and burn it to the ground.  They have had their way for long enough.  I have said it, and it will be so.  Write this to those in My Kingdom on the Earth.”

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