Hello everyone haplor 18th blog post. I just hung out with some friends of mine earlier and my friend Kalvin is spending the night. He read some of my blogs we talked about some things about them then I found some influence on this very old blog of mine. I finish the rest at my grandfathers house where i celebrate my sisters birthday.
The Question is: After all this time, why the dreams again?
They havent been the same dreams, but another pair of dreams one involving hell, and one involving Satan. It was like that for the first one of these posts. Here's what happened in the dreams, and a short summary of what I thought about it afterwards.
In the first dream, I was at my house, just kind of hanging out then all of a sudden. A dark black figure appears, the figure had horns and wings and was very intimidating. I was startled at the sight and made the immediate connection of the devil. Not just a demon or some kind of dark entity, but Satan himself. I stood up and he started to approach. I started to move the other way getting a little worried about what was going to happen. He follows me out of my family room up stairs in which I start to run up to. I make it into my room, jump on my brothers bed, and turn around. I find my sister is on the bed but Satan at the door. Me and my sister were... forced to do some... certain things that I'm pretty sure you get the idea. I figure if I go to sleep then I'll wake up in the morning. I do exactly that (in my dream. Yes i go to sleep and wake up the next morning in a dream.) Afterwards I wake up gasping for air. Incredibly relieved.
This dream was either a movie played in my head as a message from God to show my standing emotionally against Satan, or it was just torment for lols against me. I have the feeling it was the second option, to try to distract me to the path of God and Peace and basically all of non sin and hate. The reason I am writing this is so its not forgotten, and set an example of what I could easily get past. Time for the Second Dream.
In my other dream I started falling from smoke into a whole glowing of orange and red. It was incredibly loud with the sound of what it seemed like cries. I realized what I was falling into. I was falling straight into hell. I enter this whole still falling inhumanly fast. There was spikes that were pointed up as I spot many bodies of the spikes.I miss all of the spikes luckily but I plant face first onto the ground. I grunt and stand up to my feet. I walk past all of the beige colored rock material. I find an cliff. I stand up only to gaze among hell. I started to cry and I dropped to my knees and covered my face. I woke up again gasping for air and with a sigh of relief.
I think I may have been sent there through a dream to endure just watching hell. and how horrible it was of a place. Just more trips I guess. I don't like to go see it, but it has more of an interpretation of some places. I just wish it would stop for right now, once is really enough.
This is just an update with me and the knowledge of hell. I hope it doesn't get out of hand. I have strange feelings about this. I pray for my own sanity. Have a good day everyone. -Nate
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