I was taken there a few times, to learn of the place and once to do battle. So, I can say what she is describing to you is quite accurate and very real. It's the place where one goes for life review, prior to either sleep or to be punished for that life's sins. This is not JUDGMENT DAY; that occurs after the millennial reign, when ALL are weighed in the balances for final adjudication. It's for each life. How you lived. Wickedly or in doing the best you can, body and soul, or in attaining salvation, which keeps you from such a thing, henceforth. In some ONE life, you will find Yeshua Mashiach (Christ Jesus).
Just how it is. Preachers and false priests and theologians have been lying for quite a long time about the after life.
UPDATE 5-7-26 Unleavened Bread day 6
Don Bradley
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. get it?
You cannot see the surface. There is a ankle to knee high cloud of permanent dust. Always. Never goes away. All the times I was there. Of course, I haven't been to every part and parcel of that place, nor do i ever ever want to see it.
So what does the surface look like? Don't know. Never been able to really see it. Flat as a board. Some parts are rockier, I know that. Stepped on that, but never saw it. And I've been all over that particular section. It's where the Judgment hall is for life disposition. life and life. I've been there, to see the process of how it's all done. Shall I tell it? I have permission and this is the first doing of the morning, so...
Upon passing for each soul, if you do NOT have the blood of the Lamb, Christ Yeshua, you come here. To the dry places, depending. If you are a particularly rotten scoundrel, without remorse, vicious, cruel, eager to harm and hurt the innocent, the Night Terrors come for you with chains to haul you down – sometimes to the Abyss, sometimes to the circles, sometimes to here. They escort you, constantly both laying talon like claws and slicing away at your body and barking cruel unnecessaries into your ear – to build your fear of the unknown. As you descend, the memories return. You've been here before. Many times. Because you always sought out darkness, rather than light; gave evil for good. Usually some kind of witch, whatever that was called in whatever language and land you were born into.
The unsaved but gentile just pop in here. Not particularly evil, but not good either. No Night Terrors. And where do you come?
The Dry Places.
It's an endless desert without any trees, mountains, hills, horizon, EVERYTHING IS GREY, flat as a board, with a ankle to knee high permanent cloud of dust. Dust to dust, as it is written. This is that dust spoken of. Now you know. There is no time. No morning, no evening, NO WATER OF ANY KIND, and boy is it HOT. I mean scorching HOT. There is no night, nor day. The dry places has a diffused grey light and that is the only color one sees. Raise your hands to your face and they – and you – are covered in dry, grey, powdery dust with no substance. The inside of your mouth and tongue is coated with the stuff, already. Shake your head and grey dust shakes out into that endless, permanent fog at your feet. You have no shoes of any kind, so you walk on a hot, terribly hot, flat surface.
This is the place Abraham was called out from by the rich man whom had seven brothers, wishing for some water and would Abraham warn his yet living brothers of that place – the dry places – and he could not, for the gulf between Heaven and Hell is great.
Welcome to the first place in Hell. And you are going to be here awhile, at least 70 to 80 years, but not always, it depends. Upon what life where, is scheduled for you and for your family to either precede you there or for them to come as well. Once you understand, this all becomes quite clear. This you learn and accept in the Judgment Hall, where you await your fate. And fates.
To help explain this better, let's take the next part from the point of view of some one person, man or woman, whose just found themselves there instantly upon passing, no Night Terrors – whom are the designated escorts of those being taken down below. It's what all those vax spinners were trying to shoe away just before they went into instant rigor mortis and shot out, usually through their solar plexus.
You are in the dry places. No distance. Endless nothing. A cloud of hot dust at your feet. You can see a few miles, but one direction looks exactly the same as any other. The only thing to do is start walking, so off you go. As there is nothing to give you a sense of time passage. So, to measure it in some way, all do the exact same thing they can do – they count their steps, figuring that each step is a second or so, depending upon their gait. Some lose their minds, right off, unable to process what has happened to them. Many just start running, hoping to get SOMEWHERE THAT IS ANYWHERE other than the place they are at. After some time – and what is time now? Have you been there an hour? A year? Forever? After what would be a day, there IS NO TIME. Increasingly,, that concept is foreign to you as other memories. Of being alive. That horror you still have to face. LOSING YOUR MEMORIES OF THE LIFE JUST LIVED, good or bad.
So you run. You do not get tired. You can run forever. Many do something like that. Very often, after much running and nothing changing and for all you know, you are STILL IN THE EXACT SAME SPOT YOU STARTED IN, and there is no way to tell if that is so. Everything is perfectly identical. Count a hundred steps. Stop. Turn on a 360 degree circle, it's still, exactly the same as a hundred steps ago. Was it really a hundred? What's your name again? Tell me.
For reasons you do not understand, it is understood that you are to go someplace for a disposition of the life just lived. So, you try to seek that place out. Anything, even judgment, has got to be better than this. So, like all the others before you and also with you, but you cannot see them, you start walking to find this place. You figure, as you have done before you kind of remember now, that you should, given enough steps you don't want to count because there is simply NO POINT TO THAT FUTILITY. Same as it ever was, over and over and over again.
It hits you. This is why people inwardly fear death. At the very least, they are coming to this place. Dust to dust lands on your mind and soul in the deepest of ways. That old funeral maxim is now, your all that is or ever will be.
So, there being nothing else to do, you start walking. The direction makes no difference, you understand that now. Sigh. And you walk. Keep walking. Walk and walk and walk, step after step after step. The same dreary grey ugly dust, a place with nor horizon nor direction known. A complete unknown. No where to call home. A life now living alone.
How long have you been walking?
A day? A year? How can you tell?
There is no time.
Just an endless grey is.
Then you hope for a worse fate – another thing you know inwardly without understanding how or why you know that. Being in the clutches of evil beings who do very ugly and vicious things to you FOREVER. That would be something in place of this endless nothing. But once you put your mind to that possibility, you shut it out. Endless torture? No thank you.
BTW, you are in satan's kingdom. This is his domain. And it is a terrible place.
Finally after what seems like an eternity, but you do not really know, you keep walking and start thinking about the life just lived. All the various things you did and can remember and you remember, you find, a great deal. Laughter, love, times of joy and happiness. Also the times of sadness, pain, suffering, illness, injury, what have you. Everyone has a different, but same life eventually given them all, one from another. But the same, over the course of Earth's lives. The smell of flowers, walking in the rain, animals you loved, and compared to what you have now, all those memories – painful or no – are NOW more precious to you than any other possibility. Then it hits you, right between the eyes.
Life is a gift. A Great Gift.
And you feel ashamed at not having lived it better and also, all the bitching, crazy making cruelty you brought to that life, instead of the joy, smiles, and doings that MIGHT HAVE BEEN if you hadn't been such a cruel, narcissistic shit.
All the useless pain you caused others for no other reason to see them hurt, in pain, and sad. At this moment, you realize your entire life was squandered away in such a fashion, as it is for many.
For others, it was a grind. A time serving, debt to be paid, grind. A life in the army to die at 17 on some battlefield. Born into a marriage at 12 to some bossy, cruel man you did not love nor ever will, his sex slave and child beater and where is my dinner woman, smack! That debt paid, because in one life, YOU WERE THAT MAN; vicious, cruel, barbaric. The scale balances, once again.
You understand all these causes and effects. As you had sown, so you reaped, over and over and over again. Until that blessed day when you finally saw that life was a GREAT GIFT and to live it as such. Not cruel. Not vicious. Not selfish.
And finally, in some life, at YOUR APPOINTED Time, YOU FOUND THE SAVIOR waiting for you. Perfect freedom.
The cycles are broken. New ones made. In service to Goodness, Truth, and Beauty. In service to Almighty YHVH. A child of Adonai, YHVH. Made so by Christ Yeshua.
New lives, new destinies, and always suffering because the world does not want the Kingdom of God, so you are persecuted, life after life, FOR BEING YOU.
You gain your own stripes, suffer as He did, earning out and atoning for all those former things, and building your CROWN OF GLORY, the jewels around your Golden Bowl. Forever. A place for you in Heaven. A new Home. No more dry places, ever, ever again.
And through it all, Yeshua stands with you, walks with you, the creator, the Holy Word Himself, has covered you with His own Blood, vouchsafing your reward. None can take it from you. It now IS YOU.
Oh Happy Day!!!
A child of YHVH has entered the Kingdom, a brother, a sister, a new family member to join the multitude in perfect freedom. In Glory. Able to see HIM always. Be with HIM always.
And Heaven! The endless splendors, wonders, doings, and amazement that is that place of endless great and grand possibilities that are without end. Boredom and routine do not exist in the 7 heavens that are soon to be your wish, measure, and place of being, beyond the simple, mundane, world of number, weight, and measure that is life on Earth, with pain and suffering and travail, it's standard.
And all it took, was accepting Christ Yeshua's great gift on that long ago Passover. His PASSOVER, His Blood, and the angel of death has passed you over FOREVER, from destruction below henceforth. Each life on Earth comes to an end. That's and ending, not destruction. Destruction is in the below places – hell, Sheol, the dry places, the abyss.
All of this knowing descends upon your mind, as you walk, walk, walk to no point, searching out the Hall, never finding it. Finally, after enough time and constant reflection of the life just lived, you STOP.
You stop and lay down in the dust, disappearing from view. To Repose. In memories, now beginning to fade. Oh to hang on to them, to remember. Every detail you strain to recall. You trying starting from death and then backwards. Some start at their earliest memories. Anything. Something. Hang on to every laugh, ever event, no matter how great or trivial.
It's all you have now. Or ever will. As you see it.
Until you are called to judgment. For disposition. And then, who knows. The knowing comes from that hour and not before.
For those of you fortunate enough to be reading these words, bless you. For this knowing is a great knowing the world is unaware. They should have it. You should share it. It might save someone from coming to that dreaded place. It might save you.
Just think about that for a minute.
It might save you.
As for the place of life disposition, the Judgment Hall...that is another article for another day, Father has stated. So another day then. But it will come. And I perceive, not in some distant time, but soon enough.
If it were me and it is, I would read this treatise thoroughly to understand its inward parts, for they are many. Keys and codes are revealed herein. If you will have it.
Or treat it flippantly. Many will. Some, no way. The gravity of such a knowing will land four square upon themselves like a great boulder of doom and foreboding. Others will laugh, smirk, and declare, “it cannot be so!”
This was all, back in the day of days, common teachings, once upon a time. But since the days of Constantine, all this has been removed from the world. To keep you blind, stupid, and declaring, there is no God. You have the freewill to believe whatever you want. But that does not change the facts of life and its warp and woof of being.
We live in a time when this knowing comes again the world.
To help you understand the life you are living. And why you are living it. And what it all means. And why it is going the way it is going. And, of a truth, we are in End Times.
I hope and pray this one particular article causes many of you to pause and do a much needed LIFE REVIEW. And, please, do yourself a favor, and pray first to Our Father Above, YHVH, that he help you see the life that is your own with the right eyes, the right understanding, and so that you can then find a way out of hell. The dry places.
That way is and always will be, Christ Yeshua.
Don
