A Terrifying Vision Igniting Big Sociological Questions
From: Story type: NDE Location: ND/MN USA Source: Form Submission
In the 70s, when I was a precocious lad of six or seven, I vacationed in the Grand Canyon with my family. We were having a spectacular time as summer vacations go. I was happy then, but would ponder deeper philosophical questions concerning humanity than my parents had answers to. During the trip I developed an excruciatingly sore throat that kept me up thinking instead of resting.
On one of these restless nights while everyone was asleep, I had a horrifying experience, a vision. This was no dream but an inescapable, bloodcurdling vision. I abruptly lost all control of my thoughts and couldnt shut my eyes to what I was shown. My being was wisped from a snug camper into a fiery, baron land where I saw my beloved family walking in a line of millions of other people. My parents had aged from their vibrant youthful selves into the elderly people that theyve since become today. I recognized them. The skin of some of the walking had melted like warmed candle wax. All of these people looked somber, their heads hung submissively. I wasnt able to look at myself, and was not walking the line. I had the foreboding impression that everyone was headed to a terrible place.
Having an especially strong love for my mother, It mortified me to see her walking this cattle walk to hell! I cried at her to turn back, but my voice wasnt audible. There was no noise, just deafening silence until a voice spoke behind me. It said something to this affect all of these people are being led astray by the huge beast. As quickly as it started it was over. I spent days drooling about in a trance like state not speaking. Everyone assumed I was ill. Strangely, not long afterwards, I noticed indifference with my family, despite not telling them of the incident. Out of their mouths came the usual conversation, but there was now malevolence in their eyes. It was as if there was communication on two planes, on the surface everything was routine, but on a deeper subconscious level their souls seemed to know something more now, and resented me for it.
From then on, much of my life was marred with confusion and depression. I bombed academically, uninterested in applying myself. The only thing I was certain about while growing up was that I wanted to do something for the good of mankind. I was a people watcher, and observed that the single most influential force in everyone's lives was television, especially in our house.
I definitely had a love hate relationship with television; I loved how powerfully it could convey messages, but hated how slavishly man surrendered his soul to its hypnotic ubiquity. It didnt take me long though, to concur with the idea of becoming an actor. I wasn't interested in becoming just any actor, but one with superstar appeal like James Dean so that I could use the power of fame as a platform to launch my ideas to better mankind. In my twenties, I became handsome; losing the ugly, gangly look of my youth that could have hindered my success. I developed my personality and could really act. I was essentially all set to go and answer some casting call. Whether or not I made it, as an actor didnt matter, I would die trying and thats what would count to me.
At that time I unexpectedly developed a strange condition similar to sleep apnea. I would quit breathing right before I fell asleep, and would wake up in a panic attack like state. Sometimes my heart would race out of my chest and other times it would come to a grinding halt. I was tired all the time and slept very little. The attacks would only occur during sleep, or right before I dozed off. This condition disrupted my life for several years, so much so that I was unable to enthusiastically search for work as an actor; much less trying to stay employed at any job. I used alcohol to assist me in falling asleep. Many times drinking fifteen beers a night, but when my government subsidies would run out, and my alcohol depleted the attacks would ravage me all that much more. For years I would pray to God, asking him why he laid this upon me when I had such good intentions in becoming an actor. I remember being severely beaten in a barroom brawl lying in my bathtub with blood a half-inch deep pleading with God or Jesus for answers.
Over the next years my sleeping attacks intensified to the point that I would be close to death every night. My heart would stop for extended periods of time, after it kicked in again I would wake with blood in my mouth and ringing in my ears. It was during these near death attacks that I started having visions again. These visions equally as frightening as the first would finally answer my questions concerning humanity. Im not going to tell you the specifics of the visions other than the frightening general message and the message was -
Almost all of the inhabitants of the world are being led away from God by the crafty salesmanship of Hollywood and the entertainment industry as a whole. It is a diversion that will ruin souls eternally. People have surrendered their eyes, ears, and hearts to their celebrity heroes who for a price tell them what they want to hear. Television will globalize a phony agnostic belief. All who do not bow to this belief system will be ostracized or crushed by it. The newsmakers will have more power than the politicians. This will have happened because the modern (so-called) religious leaders have been preaching a weak twisted message from inside their architectural wonders. While people were starving for spiritual guidance they paraded around in silly costumes confusing the words of Christ. I saw the place where all of the blind leaders are going with their blind followers; I can safely tell you that I will no longer strive to be a Hollywood actor. I would advise any celebrity to quit the business now and to realize he or she is not worthy of even one fan. Please dont think Im some bitter old guy, who didnt get his shot, because Im still young enough to get into the business. Ultimately the main message in the vision is that you cant truly believe in God/Jesus while letting phony movies and celebrities control your thinking. You either have to join the masses of plastic people headed for hell or become ostracized by taking the narrow road that leads to eternal life.
Perhaps equally interesting, is that when I started writing about this subject matter, I received anonymous calls from someone saying they worked for a secret government agency warning me not to attack Hollywood in my articles. Saying that a religion like mine could have a detrimental effect on Americas economy. They acknowledged that if Americans ever started losing faith in their celebrity heroes it would prove disastrous to our economy. There is religious freedom in America provided your religion doesnt undermine the economy or insult Hollywood!
America prides itself on allowing free thought, religion and expression the irony is that very few people have thoughts of their own. Their minds are prodded like cattle by corporation and thespians who influence their thinking and push trends on them by stupid television shows and other mediums. Ill probably spend the rest of my life living in squalor trying to deter people from the trickery of the world. Ill be lucky if one person notices my message, theyll be to caught up watching some other guy explaining Gods words in some phony Hollywood movie. I think its easier for people to get lost in movie fantasy than to deal with the reality of their own lives.
As a side note regarding ghosts, I know that they are real and find it interesting that so much ghostly activity occurs when people are watching TV. Maybe they are trying to tell us something.