Into Darkness

It’s transpired many times before. When I look back over my life, I can’t begin to count the number of times the exact same thing or something similar has taken place. It starts out innocently enough. It ends in the darkness of the hells of human souls.

This particular instance happened to be in the United States, but that’s not important. I’ve been in other countries and seen these sorts of things. I’ve experienced them in the past. This was one more time that I lived through what I had lived through long ago. Again. And again. And again. So many times that it no longer makes a difference. It hasn’t for millennia.

I was driving along. All was right with the world around me.

And then the wall appeared. While still a goodly distance away I could see it. I could see myself driving towards it. The wall of darkness did not change. It never does. Not only the wall, but everything behind it was dark as well. I was driving from a place of light energy into a place of dark energy.

Some people pay attention to the feel of it. They feel something, although they are not quite certain precisely what it is. Something is different. Something is off-kilter. That is as much as they know.

It’s distinctive for the fact that I always know that I am moving from a place of goodness to a place of great evil and spiritual darkness.

I see wars from centuries and eons past, one overlapping the other, too numerous to count. There are the wars of the last five hundred years since people from the nations of Europe and Africa and, later, Asia began to arrive in the Americas. I also see the wars amongst the many and varied earlier tribes descended from the Asians who had come over land and sea to the Americas. I see the genocidal wars they fought against the peoples who had already settled the Americas tens of thousands of years earlier after they had arrived from Northwestern Africa and Western Europe. I see the original Americans murdered off, enslaved, turned into pawns of warfare and combat that lasted until the few remaining original peoples hid away in the safety of remote forests and mountains.

There is neither past nor present nor future where I live. All of time and space happens when and where it happens. Some of us simply happen to live in whatever time or place that transpires as we pass through. Concurrently, we are in the time and place where our bodies appear. Our minds and spirits are not always focused on that time or place where people see us which means that we are not always paying attention to those around us.

When I am out for a walk I may see someone who is unseen to anyone passing by. As a child I learned not to talk to the spirits out loud. They can hear me perfectly well when we exchange our thoughts rather than slowing down to attempt to find the appropriate words. It also prevents confusion on the part of humans who are with me or who I pass while conversing with the spirits. Humans who are stuck in one place in time and space find those of us who travel time and space to be unnerving, and very often frightening.

One result of my abilities to travel through time and space is that I see darkness and light. All of my senses are engaged when I am in a place, not only taste, smell, vision, hearing and touch. When I step from spiritual light into spiritual darkness my human senses are all on high alert. So, too, my spiritual senses. My intuitive senses are on high alert.

The many men and women who talk about past life regression do not appear to pay attention to the spiritual reality that each moment of our lives we may be traveling through one or many of the circles of time and space.

I have been in many dark places with dark spirits. Some were devils while others were the souls of the dead. They aren’t particular about who they annoy. However, when they are made aware that the soul in human form sees them and can communicate with them, it’s a brand new story. Many times I have watched as dark spirits immediately disappeared, especially demons. Ghosts, the souls of humans who drank evil like it was water when they were alive, are far more combative.

Their combativeness when around living humans is why I tell people to get as far away from them as possible and contact a person they know can remove the evil spirits from the earthly sphere. In short, find either an exorcist or spirit sender and have them deal with the dark spirits. Don’t be a hero. You will only endanger your life.

It was driving into a place of darkness that I knew there were many dark souls who had chosen to remain in the place where they had performed much evil during their lives.

Be strong.

Be wise.

Pay attention to your gut.

When your gut tells you that something about a place feels wrong, something about a person feels dangerous or deadly, do not ask questions.

Go.

Leave.

Return to a place where your soul can bathe in light.