The Coming Times ^TM

Mary

I am waiting dear

Spiritual Eye

And Mother is at the park bench

Holding the globe on her necklace out

For us to look at, to look into

And we do

And yes we see the stormy skies

And yes we see the world

The entire world over

As it is after all the wars have been played out

The skies are dark as dusk

Smoke saturates the air

Ashes cover the ground

Broken down buildings

Broken down, traumatized, stunned people

The planet is silent

Eerily silent

And the angels sound the trumpet

And the people look up dumbly

They are stunned; they are in a stupor

They are incapable of responding

Incapable of thought

And the angels sound the trumpet again

And a few, very few

Are able to rouse themselves and answer the angels’ call

And yes the angels desperately sound the trumpet a 3^rd time

And it seems that the 3^rd time is the charm

For the sound of the trumpet

Has finally reached the people’s ears

And its meaning has reached their souls

And a sizeable portion of the remaining human population

Answer the angels’ call

And are of course taken to the Father

And now the protection and the presence of the Divine

Leaves the planet

It leaves the planet

It leaves the planet and the people on it to their fate

For the planet had been protected

Though the people knew it not

Help had been available though the people refused

In their pride

To request for it

And God the Father respected their choice

God the Father always respects each soul’s choice

And so God had not intervened

For the people in their pride

And in the hardness of their hearts

And in their collective insanity

Had not wanted him to

And yet, and yet

Deep down inside

They knew, they knew, they knew

He was available to them

Should they choose to call upon him

And it was a great shock to one and all

When the Divine left the Earth

The absence of the Divine was as a palpable emptiness

A very real void

That all could feel

And they felt its coldness

And they were truly shocked beyond measure

It was one thing for man to deny God

For centuries upon centuries

Insisting on living without him

Insisting on going it alone

Insisting on denying God’s very existence

That was one thing

And that was permissible

But for God to leave man!

For God to leave man alone

How could he

How dare he!

He was their God!

It was his duty and his obligation

To remain forever with his Creation

And the people angrily called for God to return to them

But the only response was silence

And now the people truly felt alone

Alone, cold, and frightened they were

Alone in a dark and silent and indifferent Universe they were

Or so they thought

They were not aware that the nightmare had yet to begin

They did not know of the forces that had been restrained

Held at bay

Throughout humanity’s history

They did not know

They had proclaimed to not believe in God

They had proclaimed to not believe in the forces of evil

They were forced to recognize the existence of God

By the tangible feel of the void created by his absence

They are now about to be forced to recognize

The existence of the asuras

By the tangible feel of their presence

Yes their presence upon the Earth

For now there was no longer any thing

No, not a single thing

To hold the asuras back

To restrain them

To keep them from doing as they would

Earth had been abandoned by the Divine

Earth was wide open

Earth and all life upon it was ripe for the picking

And the asuras

In the form of great, large, black bats

Swooped down upon the Earth

And yes they took on physical form

Of the vibration visible to the human eye

And the humans looked upon these asuras

And the gleam of hatred in their eyes

So far surpassed

The hatred that the humans had thought

They previously felt toward each other

So far greater and intense and malevolent was this hatred

That it left the humans who were still on this planet

Paralyzed in sheer and utter horror and terror

And truly Horror and Terror reigned the land

And truly Earth was transformed into Hell

And truly the humans suffered an agony greater

Far, far greater

Than anything they could ever have imagined to exist

And they prayed to their God to deliver them

But they had made their choice

They had chosen this reality

And were now to experience this their reality

And they experienced this reality

Horror, Terror

Subjugation by Ugliness personified

They experienced Hell

They experienced Hell

They experienced Hell

For an entire age

And God alone knows

How long

This Age will last

God alone knows

When this next Age

Is to come to its conclusion

In the meantime

All the humans who have so chosen

Will be experiencing Hell

And no we will not describe Hell here

It is not fitting a subject for the children of God to hear

It is not edifying

It does not help

Do know that most of the humans

Who are in Hell succumb

And transform into demons

An occasional one or two is able to hold on

To hope, to persevere in his prayers

Despite the complete and total lack of response to his prayers

An occasional one or two are able to survive the age

And exit it as humans still

Though broken in spirit, mind, and body

They are still human

And when the age has concluded

They are redeemable

But most, most, most

Are not able to withstand what they are subjected to

And find themselves to their horror

That they are themselves transforming

Into the dark and ugly demons that have conquered them

The humans are transformed into demons

And their Earth is transformed into Hell

And this is what they have chosen

Freely they have chosen this

In the hardness of their hearts they have chosen for this

And God the Father respects their choice

And allows them to experience the reality

That they have created

Hell itself