Frontlines War Ascension: The Carnage of War
I had this experience a few nights ago, followed by the most concentration of trances and angelic surgeries, and getting completely fried in the glory that it took me this long to put it together in a way that could be read by others. I pray this encourages you in fighting the good fight and running the race to win and destroy the enemies of heavenly Jerusalem.
After multiple trances last night, I kept waking up with what felt like a healing fountain of water coming out of my body from my spirit. So much water it felt incredible, holy waters gushing and washing me from the inside out.
The other day when Brandon had messaged me about his car incident, when a demon-possessed boy repeatedly hit his car, I felt like I had been stabbed repeatedly in my spirit- in my inmost being in the deepest place of me. He confirmed to me, it’s really not just a dent in a car, but a high-level fallen angel attack on our ministry (cars represent ministry, and all things from the unseen realm find themselves manifest in some way in the visible realm). It took hours that night, but the waters finally began to break through and I felt healing in the places I was stabbed in my spirit. Jesus can’t be killed a second time, so it’s good to learn how to hide yourself in him, especially under demonic pressure.
After the trances and healing waters last night, I went into a vision in a dream about the front lines of war. In the beginning, it seemed so casual, and everyone around had a lighthearted appearance as if we weren’t really going to “war”. I kept moving and saw a huge parade and singing and dancing and even my family talking about the war. I seemed to have missed any classes on training, but I was just shown where some of the various weapons and technology for maneuvering were. Some of the flashiest-looking things seemed really flimsy to me, so I followed my gut and made a mental note not to put my trust in those tools as they might break down in the heat of a battle if I found myself in the intensity.
I ran around trying to get as much information as possible about where the weapons were and how to use them, and I found it was a bit difficult to find anyone who really knew where the good weapons were, so I went around searching. I realized it was going to be hard to carry around a bunch of weapons, and it would be best to just grab a few reliable ones that I could carry on my person and rotate out if needed, along with some tools to help me get out of tight situations in an emergency. I started to head back to the rear of the company behind all the parades and noise, where the medical vehicles were and I sat down to figure out how to assemble my weapons. The most important to me was to make sure I had a decent sword- I felt a small voice from within me guide me to make it my main weapon. I had chosen a few other things as well, so as I sat down near the ambulance and medical prep team and figured out how to carry the weapons I chose, all of a sudden I looked up and saw the sky turn red and fill with the first attack wave of the enemy.
Bombs were beginning to drop from what looked like alien technology covering a large area. I immediately began to think of the others in the battle ahead of me- ‘did they have shields???’, I cried internally. As I cried internally, I saw invisible shields begin to form, and as I lifted my left hand in the motion of my unseen shield of faith, it began to manifest physically, and others were covered, and more received their own shield. It felt like a prayer had been answered, I just wished I was able to cover more, but I was just starting out and barely knew how to use my equipment. The next thing that startled me was the thought- ‘what is behind us? Are we covered??’ I went all the way to the back to see what type of protection the army had from the rear- and as I looked there was a large brick wall but there was an opening and enemies would soon be able to approach. I heard the warning call, and a man of high rank gave the instructions to seal off the back- the war had begun! The wall behind us was blown up in such a way to permanently close off the rear with no openings. There was such disobedience and stupidity back here, even one of the giants of our army got herself killed just standing in the wall during the explosion, moving about in her stupidity and not heeding the orders. I then saw her dead body become a part of the wall behind us. That’s when I realized- this is life and death, we’re going to a real war. The way back is completely closed- and even though the grace was there for nothing of the enemy to come from that way, anyone who tried to go back and leave the army died at that time before the wall was completely closed off. There was nothing to go back to anymore.
Knowing that the rear was secured, I hurried to move forward to see what was happening further up- the shields had done their job, and where there were large gatherings of worship and celebration it seemed that many were miraculously covered, and the shields there were strengthened. That’s where I saw my family again and asked about specific members of my family and where they were. Some of them were seated on thrones in high places, given a safe place to view, and others were training for the war. I was assured that certain ones in my family who were too weak to go to war would be divinely protected on my behalf and the ones who were called to battle would be expected to fight. When I saw that there were people and families too weak to fight, and others called to fight who did not understand how real the battle was about to be, I felt a rush of desire in my spirit to grow strong to protect others and win the war.
As I went about the ranks where they seemed to be parading and singing and dancing and sitting on the sidelines in the lower places just watching the parade and not learning anything about war. I thought- ‘what are these people doing?? When we come into confrontation with the enemy again they are just sitting ducks, it’s like they’re setting themselves up for a free-for-all for slaughter.’
I passed by some of my brothers and encouraged them to pick up swords and learn how to use them ASAP. Then I ran by the people on the sidelines of the parade in the bleachers and called out to them yelling for them to get up on their feet and grab a weapon and learn to fight, but so many of them were complacent and had no desire to move from their comfortable spot where they could “watch church”. ‘Their decision’, I thought, ‘I have to keep moving on so I can survive, and I can fight, I can join the fight and we can win.’ As I moved forward past people in the church celebration crowd, I considered the bombs from earlier, wondering what type of alien technology we were up against (clearly it was more intelligent by design than most anything I’d seen in our ranks so far). But the faith shield gave me hope, and the lesson I learned earlier about listening to the ranking officers and generals to stay as safe as possible stuck with me. I had a sword, but I barely knew how to use it, so I prayed for strength to be able to strike down enemies if I encountered them.
Sure enough, after I warned the others, a huge outbreak of a wave of enemy creatures came crawling through the stands and the parade where everyone was watching church or celebrating church life. I saw the creatures tear into their flesh with claws and fangs, mostly on all fours with their tails behind them sweeping up the energy from the corpses. Screams and cries went up everywhere all around, but luckily I had made it to the first division that was in rank and held weapons. This was the first company of soldiers I had found that was taking the battle seriously anywhere so far. Someone handed me a helmet so I put it on and held my sword tight and joined the ranks of the division. My eyes searched for and immediately found the ranking officer nearby calling out instructions and I marched in rank with them. The company did some damage and we were able to destroy and put to flight a lot of the red creatures with tails that had been killing so many- we did it by working together and following orders, even with just the basic truths that we take for granted.
After a big victory, I was dismayed to see many of the soldiers continue moving forward to pursue the enemy, despite the orders to stay in place. Terror for them hit me- this was a classic pride maneuver, they were about to be destroyed. I called out to them with the man who was in command of that division. He warned me to stay back, don’t go after them, they won’t listen and we cannot sacrifice the others who are obeying orders. We pulled back and just as they closed the safety gates, I caught a glimpse of an entire division being annihilated, torn, devoured, ripped limb from limb by the savage beasts of the army of hell. The screams and cries and the blood spatter everywhere was horrendous, but we closed the gates just in time to prevent anyone who stayed and obeyed from being devoured by the creatures. I was astonished to see how quickly victory could be turned into massive defeat by simply disobeying the orders of one man who was set in charge of a company or division. I realized at that moment he was getting the marching orders from heaven, and again, I realized how important it was to listen to the officers and generals put in charge.
Along my journey, I encountered some Christians who were touting what they claimed was the latest and greatest in angel technology. To me, it seemed a little suspicious and too good to be true, but I was getting desperate for good weapons, so I tried theirs out. Impressive blasters of questionable origin, mystic teachings and impressive orations about the invisible realm had the attention of many, but the lack of holiness in the camp left the company wide open to destruction, there was almost no defense at all, just a free-for-all all for demons and a few people who actually knew how to use these blasters but couldn’t see behind them because of the pride. It was the most confusing place so far because I could not see a commanding officer anywhere getting marching orders from an angel- it was just a free-for-all all of everyone doing their own thing and claiming to be the strongest, even though they were getting picked off by demons like crazy.
I managed to use the technology and maneuver by swinging from a rope above the chaos and shooting anything that came near me. I survived that area and managed to get to safety behind a wall where I was instructed by an angel to keep moving to the next division.
These types of scenarios continued to play out with more and more devastating visions of these creatures of the night, devils, and even wicked people siding with the kingdom of hell. Many were ignorant and ran off into captivity or to be torn to pieces, but some even lost their minds and began to work for the enemy forces. I began learning how to fight as I moved up through the ranks, until we hardly looked like a company anymore. ‘So this is the frontlines?’, I wondered. It had gotten to the point approaching closer toward the frontlines that we didn’t even really look like a proper division- it was more or less insane-looking people, fewer and fewer of us, some with proper weapons, others with just whatever tools we found nearby to use as weapons just to stay alive in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy. Early on in the battle, I had been concerned with learning “fancy swordplay” to try to be a “good swordsman”… but in this hellhole, I found myself grabbing everything from household tools, kitchen knives, and whatever I could find to kill the nightmarish things that were attacking me.
There were so many realms of darkness, full of every kind of horror you could imagine. I got to meet face-to-face with the demon tribe that the Joker villain is modeled after. I was amazed at how people ran toward the false joy, and by the time they realized what it was, it was already too late. Their corpses were painted on with smiles and used for decoration of their massive vehicles. I was shocked to see how advanced their fallen angel technology was- there were a lot of ways we learned to hide from their drone probes and disguise our faces from their recognition. You really had to have nerves of steel and place all your mind and fears into the Spirit of Jesus inside you to make it through that round. There were many places and layers of hell and challenges along the way, each one requiring a different facet of wisdom.
At one point we were deep in the darkness of enemy territory that had previously been occupied by humans. Everything was covered in darkness and slime and the decay of the former lives of the humans. We were spread out enough from each other that we could see each other, but we didn’t speak much in order not to give away our position, so we would use hand gestures to communicate our positions and motion if we saw enemies. In this place we moved slowly, steadily, and carefully. Armed with very little in this place, I had a knife with which I would stab and kill the little creatures that dwell in the shadows that sneak through the darkness to infect the minds of the company. I did this quietly while we moved to regroup and pass through this area so we could get to better arms and get through the deep darkness- and most of the monsters above where we were crawling through were much too strong for us to handle in our current condition, so we had to use stealth.
It was moving through this place where we were forced to hide for a time, that as I hid from one of the monsters and could no longer see anyone in my company- I peeked out and saw the bodies of many babies and children. Some were still alive, but barely. I saw how they kept some of them barely alive to harvest them for some sick devilish purposes. I even saw a woman walking around- at first glance, it looked like she was caring for the children, but she had this insane look in her eyes and I knew it was darkness. So I stayed hidden and watched her move about in this dark black and green haze of poison around the bodies of the children. After I perceived her darkness, I looked and saw monitoring spirits that were watching her closely, ready to kill anyone who came by to “help” or “save” or correct the woman. I watched her gather up the bodies of the dead or barely alive babies and inject them with a deadly poison. I saw then how they used their bodies to become bombs that they would release on the saints who were fighting in the war, because they would be overwhelmed by the horrors of hell in these vessels, thinking they were “just babies in the glory” when they were actually the walking dead, sometimes completely dead corpses only animated with a fading stolen glory to cover up that they were only vessels of the demonic with no other purpose left in life other than destroying destinies. After seeing this, I prayed for an opening for us to move out unseen from this place, and for the saints to be wise to tell the difference between a living baby in Christ who needs deliverance coming out of hell, and the already gone who were nothing but walking dead bombs of Satan sent to destroy destinies under the guise of babyhood so they wouldn’t be discovered in time. There is a resurrection power for these ones, but in this area of the journey, none of the saints walked in enough resurrection power to raise them from the dead, and if they did, the enemy did not send them.
Suddenly, there was a disturbance above that distracted them and gave me an opening to get up and move. I met with the others near a dark hall- I asked, ‘where is my family, do you know where they were when the fighting broke out? Where were they taken?’ A few of the others nearby pointed to a solid brick wall, and one of them explained that they were sealed away in the safe place. Everything outside of the sealed wall was darkness and devastation and death. Now that they were sealed safely inside, I knew that I would not see them again until we were winning the war enough to clear the area and make it light again. I walked down the dark hall where a few dim lights were, and in one of the rooms I found my pet cat, Cassette. She was really out of it and traumatized from all the carnage. Her carrier was damaged and partly open, so I opened it up the rest of the way and prayed for her and she came back to herself and her right mind and came with me for the rest of my journey.
The enemy was still distracted with what was going on above, so I knew we had to move quickly to get out of that place in the underworld. Some of us had regrouped, but many had lost their minds at that point and gone completely insane from waiting so long to be delivered while trying to make it through the darkness. Creatures began approaching us- it was time to go! Using my knife, I slaughtered and tore through the flesh of the demons clawing at me. Now that I could clearly see the way out of the deep darkness to the light ahead, I began to enjoy destroying my enemies.
It was messy and bloody, but I made it to the hall of light. A northern outpost beyond the deep darkness where most dare not pass, and most were not able to pass due to the strong bewitchment of darkness and the mass use of dead baby christians. Once I made it into the hall of light, I saw a group of other people there. It felt so safe and encouraging- this was the first time in a long time on my journey that I saw anything that even resembled a company of soldiers. These were much different than the others though- they seemed more relaxed, more out of their minds but in a peaceful and blissful way, yet the look in their eyes was wild and almost insane but full of peace and joy. I finally felt like I was where I belonged. I began walking with them and moving towards the front to see where the commanding officer was so I could hear the instructions (I learned from the past companies that the safest place in the army was where I could clearly hear the instructions from the one person who was put in charge by God that received angelic instructions, to listen to that one person without distractions from the rest of the soldiers).
As I moved forward, I saw a girl I knew and called to her. I was excited to see someone I knew had made it through. As we walked together, she said out loud as she was thinking to herself, “I need something I can use…”. We had just passed by a corridor full of garden and carpentry tools. Most would pass them by because they didn’t appear outright to be like “traditional” weapons of war, but I was used to using whatever I could find to survive by this point, so I ran over to the tool section. I looked to see what my angel had in mind to give her for what she needed. Then I found this tool- it had the appearance of shears, yet it was also like a pointy hammer with a spike, and at the same time it was also a nail gun. I got so excited, grabbed it and ran over to the girl and gave her the weapon I found- I enthusiastically showed her how you could use the pointy end to gauge out the enemy eyeballs, which made her clap her hands and squeal in excitement and almost go into ecstasy. Some of the nearby soldiers looked at us in horror like we were monsters in our joy over torturing the demons, others just nodded in understanding, and one or two soldiers broke into big smiles at the rejoicing.
I found out that this company was headed to a new frontier way beyond the usual boundary of darkness that most never make it through- this was true pioneering work of the ages. I grabbed a few more things from the garden tools section, including more nail guns and started showing some of the others how to put it right to the heads and shoot the demons straight through their brains in their weak spot on the forehead. A few others started to get excited about the carnage and started picking up garden tools. One of the guys there said he preferred the rusty saw to cut them limb from limb in maximum pain. I began to think, ‘…these are my kind of people.’
Then I realized, if I’ve found these two, Brandon must be close by- I know he’s at the front of the front lines company. I began to make my way to the front- I wanted more than anything to join him at the edge of the universe where no one has gone before, and annihilate the forces of darkness. We had been through all the seven hells of satan to get this far, now we were ready to take the heavens.
