text: When I look with my third eye and gaze into the future-- I can hear a boom clap clap clap clap clap like the sound of a drum line. When I look deep within, I can hear the inevitable beating of war drums shake the Earth. What a shame. To have witnessed the end of the world and have no way to help turn things around for the better. How Grim of an end that we all met; and for me to have seen it (accidentally) and have nobody to lend an ear and actually trust my words-- I feel lost. I feel like the captain of a sinking ship, that washed up along the shores of a deserted island after a brutal storm. Washed up along the shore of a strange land, I sway with the ebb and flow of the tide. High tide will rise amidst the fall of mankind-- mark my words, for I have looked deep within my being. My battered limbs seep blood which draws the attention of nearby sharks. Shadows shift and slip away below me; into the Great Deep. It came up from the bottom of the sea. The depth of a sickness which is only paralleled by the sinking black void from which it had sprung up. I can feel how ancient it is. This illness. I can feel it’s progression from the world below; from the depths of the ocean, to the brink of the land. Crawling on all fours; primordial. Only to shift from beach to forest to cave, and then back again. Building momentum, increasing in strength. It was a very ancient virus indeed, that had sprung up from the bottom of the sea. The secret to it’s downfall is also down there too, I believe. Marks my words. This world will end in one fatal blast of Hellfire. Destruction will be mutually assured, I guarantee. I accidentally saw the end of the world during a psychedelic experience, and now I am left feeling hopeless; saddled with the guilt that I know how the world will end. I have no way to prevent it. I hope that if this story is spread far and wide, that somebody out there will believe it. Somebody with the power to affect real change in this sick, sick world of ours. It came up from the bottom of the sea-- to spread, grow and progress into infinity-- unless somehow disarmed or destroyed by a much more powerful force, indeed. Whatever the outcome, it will have been the Lord’s plan-- and his judgement reigns supreme. No matter how Grim the final outcome may be. I will tell you this much-- when it fell from the sky, God sighed. Our Holy Father in Heaven, laid his head in his hands and let out a long sigh, almost as if He were somewhat relieved. (To my horror). I will tell you this much-- Every living thing that had eyes looked upon the fiery cloud as it spread and turned to black; turning day to night. All of the birds stopped chirping and laid down to roost in their nests, as darkness befell the land. Everything that had ears-- heard the gutteral echo which swept across the land, ice, and sea. It ripped through the ocean; it flung surf and sand hundreds of miles into the air; sending men, ships and planes pummeling to their demise below. May We Rest In Peace. The blood of every living thing caught in it’s path sprayed outwards from each and every core; crimson fades to carbon black, bones and flesh obliterated to dust in the wind which whipped from the epicenter of the destruction. It ripped around every mountain, valley, forest, beach, desert, prairie, swamp, tundra, and cave, within moments of it’s decent to the Earth below. Every living thing that had lungs, breathed in and breathed out as a collective, all at once, as they witnessed the cloud of Hellfire rise above. As above, so below. The Great Equalizer: our demise has risen up from the bottom of the Deep. The only solution which I can think of, would originate from down there too, I believe. The key to preventing our untimely, brutal end lies obscured; in the darkness and beneath the depths of ocean. I can find hope at the bottom of the sea. Mark my words, for it will be the only thing capable of saving humanity. Although this virus which sweeps through God’s creation will cause death, destruction, and heartache the likes of which no mortal has ever seen-- it is not actually a virus like you and I were made to believe. It is only but the hand of God; putting the scales of Absolute Truth back within balance; cruel Justice for a planet we’ve made barren; sucking dry any resource which yields monetary gain. The virus is not a virus. The virus is the hand of God. You and I are the real virus on this Earth. Humanity. We plague this Earth and strangle Her to death with the pollution, excess, greed, and ignorance which fuels our march to our fiery end. Fuel, in fact, will be a big player in who ultimately decides to toss the nuclear football-- I can say that with upmost certainty. And after the dust settles, and humanity is wiped off the face of the Earth; the forces of Life itself will one day prevail to once again sweep across the desolate planet; through every river and desert, every Arctic tundra and jungle. Every lake, ocean and stream. Every abandoned outcropping of humanity will grow life from within the cracks which begin to grow. From between the cracks of pavement, Life will spread it’s roots again, to upend the mistakes which man has wrought, and God has sought to bring back into balance, I have seen. I have seen it with my own two eyes. Life will embrace the land and God will prevail, once our damned souls either ascend, fall, or just decide to pack up and leave. Our scales will hang in balance again someday; as they did before Original Sin-- in the garden with Adam and Eve. In summation, mark my words-- It came up from the bottom of the sea. The secret to it’s demise lies down there too, I believe. Humanity is the true virus which plagues this Earth; the illness which plagues humanity is nothing but the Hand of God restoring this world to righteousness. Our lives hang in a very finely tuned balance. Mankind has thrown off that delicate balance too much and too soon, quite obviously indeed. The torment of Lucifer will rain down upon us like a trillion knives; but it will only wish to pierce the veil of ignorance pulled over the eyes of mankind. We shall receive deliverance from the evil which was born, cultivated, and spread through the hearts of every mortal who dared suck the lifeblood out of our dying planet-- due to their own selfish desires, for conquest, victory... and greed. Everything that has eyes will see the end as it befell our dear Earth, and not a single soul in that very moment would even dare to blink. It haunts me. Everything that has ears will hear the gutteral echo of the Great Equalizer; which will fall from the skies above and rip through the land with the force of God’s hand-- a strength no mortal could ever truly appreciate or believe. I hope somebody out there believes me when they read this, and finds meaning in the way I said we could solve this all-- --the answer lies within the deep, seemingly endless void below us in our oceans, and also above us in the endless expanse of outer space too, I can see. There are secrets which the Universe holds that are beyond the scope of comprehension by modern day man. That is why I have dreams which turn into reality. This is why I have these Grim visions of the End. It’s due to a force much greater and more powerful than you or I-- a force which is beyond the scope of written language, beyond the realm of modern-day science, to be able to document, test, replicate, and prove with upmost certainty. I hope you don’t take me for a liar. I hope you believe me. When they burned all of the witches, do you really think that all of them died? Or did it only weed out the weaker ones, so that the strong witches may carry forth their bloodlines-- eventually giving birth to a strange person like me. I remain haunted by the sigh of the Lord. Upon seeing the Great Equalizer, every living creature with lungs took one deep breath and then breathed out again together, all at once. The collective sigh of Life itself is a a haunting, ghastly noise. I will never forget it. I urge you to spread this story like wildfire so that it may be shared with somebody who has the power to affect real change upon our destiny. I am haunted. Haunted. Haunted! Blessed be.