The Angle from Hell
The Angle from Hell
The Angle from Hell
- With my Bible tucked under my left arm, I proceeded to finish combing my curly long brown hair in front of the mirror located at the end of the staircase in the room. As soon as I was done, I gazed at my watch and noticed the time was around 5:00 in the afternoon, and the sun’s rays still filled each room of the house with an abundance of daylight. I also realized it was getting late, so I turned and started to walk towards the front door of the house located on the north side of the living room. As I continued to walk towards the front door, I felt as if something or someone was staring back at me through the living room window on the east side. Because of this feeling, I stopped when I was in the center of the living room. For some reason, I turned my head and body towards the east, in the direction of the big double windows in the center portion of the outside wall of the living room. What I saw was a very big angel from hell, hovering right above the open basement doors outside the house. This angel appeared to be positioned at the edge of a long, deep, dark, and dreary square-shaped tunnel. The tunnel was around 20 feet tall and wide, slanting down into the earth at a 45-degree angle, perfectly shaped and sized. Regarding this angel from hell I was observing, I want to emphasize that my faith in God kept me from feeling scared or frightened. This immense peace came from my relationship with the Lord and the power of the Holy Spirit. As I continued to observe the features of the angel, I noticed its arms were folded inward and down; its hands and fingers were withered and curled, as if affected by some sickness. The color of the angel was unlike any black we have here on earth; it was an indescribable kind of blackish-grayish hue. The angel had male features, stood around 12 feet tall, and was proportional in height and shape, except for the deformities on its hands, fingers, face, and body. It wore a long, old-fashioned robe-like garment made of various textures and colors, predominantly dark gray and black, reminiscent of attire from between the 12th and 15th centuries. Additionally, it had two protruding humps on its back and two long wings attached to them, with feathers of varying lengths tapering down almost to the ground. As I gazed into the face of this angel, I noticed its facial features—eyes, mouth, lips, ears, eyebrows, and nose—were darker than the rest of its body. Its eyes lacked retinas and were filled with an even greater blackness. As I stared deeper, I sensed extreme hopelessness, a feeling of alienation and abandonment, as if this being was suffering from unimaginable pain or terror, desperately trying to escape. The mouth, nose, ears, and hair appeared even darker than the already black face. The angel had medium-length, darkish-gray hair that was curly, matted down, and covered parts of its ears, adding to the haunting image. This experience reminded me of many testimonies of heaven and hell experiences shared by others who have encountered similar beings, solidifying my understanding of the spiritual realm.
The Tunnel to Hell
The Angle from Hell
The Angle from Hell
- As I continued to observe this angel, my gaze shifted closer to the tunnel in which it hovered. This tunnel, a dense blackish-gray color, was particularly striking. What stood out to me the most was that the light we experience on Earth was entirely absent; not even a speck the size of a needle or a grain of sand could be found within it. The tunnel seemed compressed, as if immense pressure was forcing the darkness together, existing in a dimension where our laws of time, space, and distance held no relevance.
- As I kept my focus on the angel and the tunnel, which felt like an eternity, the angel finally looked back at me in disbelief, realizing that I was studying it just as intently as it was observing me. At that moment, its eyes widened, becoming much larger, and it began to slowly shift its head and body in my direction. I instinctively raised my right hand, pointed toward the angel, and declared firmly, 'In Jesus name, I rebuke you and cast you back into the pits of hell from where you came from.'
- Upon hearing these words, the angel's eyes and mouth opened wide in what seemed to be sheer terror. Although I couldn't hear any sounds, its expression conveyed fear and shock. The angel then began to descend backward, down into the tunnel of blackness from which it emerged, all the while maintaining its gaze on me. It felt as if a powerful force had bound its body, hands, and arms with an invisible cord, dragging it back into the pits of hell against its will. This experience was profound, reinforcing my faith in God and adding to my collection of heaven and hell experiences, similar to other testimonies of heaven I had encountered.
The Doorway into Hell
The Lake of Eternal Darkness
The Lake of Eternal Darkness
- When the angel finally reached the end of the tunnel, it passed through the doorway into a vast sea of great darkness, the origin from which it came. After observing the doorway and what existed beyond for a while longer, the doorway slowly closed inwards from both sides until it was completely sealed. At this point, when the door had entirely shut, I noticed very old, large, thick, and wide wooden planks running up, down, and sideways across the door in all directions. These planks were of a very dark coloration that is hard to describe and does not exist in our own world as we know it. This experience reminded me of the testimonies of heaven and hell experiences that many share, emphasizing the mystery of the divine. I also observed that there were no doorknobs or keyholes anywhere on this door; so, in essence, whatever goes through it to the other side remains there, and whatever is already on the other side can never get back out, reinforcing my faith in God and the eternal nature of such realms.
The Lake of Eternal Darkness
The Lake of Eternal Darkness
The Lake of Eternal Darkness
- As I reflected on my faith in God during the Spring of 1975, I found myself observing the angel from hell at my Grandmother’s house. Just as this entity was beginning its final descent back into the very pits of hell from which it emerged, a large doorway suddenly opened behind it. When the doorway swung fully open, I was confronted with a vast and endless expanse of darkness, far blacker than the tunnel the angel was descending through. This darkness resembled a limitless sea, devoid of both beginning and end, possessing a great thickness and density. It was alive with various waves, shadows, and forms that seemed to echo the testimonies of heaven and hell experiences. Among these, I noticed shapes that appeared to be the shadows of human souls, moving up and down, desperately clinging to one another out of fear and hopelessness of being separated.
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