Visit in Hell – The Judge of Torment

I was struck by lightening.. and went straight from laughing, to lights out. It went quicker than i thought but i wasnt expecting hell nor heaven when i would die.

But i found myself in a open cell in hell..

It seemed i was alive at first but than i knew i was dead because i went down a light tunnel. The hallway was full of screams and fear. Weird noices were coming out in the end of the path.

The walls were from some kind of disgusting looking flesh that hurt you when you came close to it. It wasnt pain what was felt, but it was a horrible feeling which seemed to consume everything.

I stood up and i had no shoes on while i was walking out of my cell and feeling the worst fear you could dream of. Was this place hell? There was nothing that could describe this place, it was truly nightmarish. As i went down the hallway, i saw people screaming in their cells while the doors were open, what was going on? They couldve walked out easily but acted like they were held for eternity here.

Would i stay here forever ? I needed to find a way out and suddenly ..“WELCOME TO HELL, THIS WAY FOR THE MURDERER AND LIVE TAKER ISMAIL SHALAK“

That was my name … i was the murderer and killer of my family, but i only protected myself from these islam-fanatic bastards of a kind! They tried to sell me to a pedophile ring but i managed to escape at a night from home and when i was old enough, i would kill them for what they did. They were brainwashing me and telling me that underage sex would be for my benefit. I liked every bit of cutting their tungs and skin out while they screamed in fear and pain.

„FUCK YOU AND YOUR HELL“ i yelled while i was going backwards to my cell. The being stood there and started running at me but i couldnt move. As it stood before me, three meters high and very muscular and extremely ugly with sharp teeth and a bright smile, it spoke „YOU WILL BE JUDGED BY THE SNIFFER“. And than it hit me so hard in the face that i flew back to my cell, the door closed and i fell to sleep. Surely i would die from a hit such as this, but i only was feeling pain without injury.

As i woke up .. i heard yelling and screaming .. „HELP HEELP HEEEEEELP MEEE PLEASE IM SORRY“. The noise came from the others which were hold by a giant ugly bug that sniffed the cause of their death and which got the punishment for it. The people were held in small cages, naked and full of fear while being tormented by other beasts.

The bug – thing was terrifying itself. A dark coat with bleeding wings and again this red living flesh. The flesh was holding the sinners infront of the judge while it sniffed and told in which tormenter class they would be tortured for eternity.

I was standing on the corner while the red flesh grabbed me and i started to scream in horrible pain and fear. It covered my entire body and caused all pain at once. „THE SINNERS SOUL IS TO BE TORTURED IN THE DEMONS CHAMBER“ said the judge while it sniffed on me. The smell was disgusting and i couldnt say a word because i was screaming in pain.

After my judgement, the flesh threw me down a dark hole while i still was screaming in pain, panick and whatever bad feeling there was. This was going on forever ? Never could i do this? Why did i deserve this?. I was talking to myself while i was tightened to red flesh .. Every second was painfull enough and now these fearful beings were bringing me to the demons chamber .. what on hell was that? How could it get ever worse than this?

„YOU WILL SEE HOW BAD IT WILL GET RIGHT NOW – STUPID HUMAN“ said one being. It was hearing my thoughts ? I couldnt hide my thoughts? How did he hear me ? Or was it pure luck?

I came off the red flesh and got thrown even further down.. A simple hole of blue flesh? Just a really tiny hole made out of organs .. But it wasnt hurting at all .. What was going on? The demons left while i heard them talk something „Will he ever get it ?“.

I didnt understood a word but i needed to climb out the fuck out of here. Maybe they did a mistake and threw me to a wrong spot, this was my chance!

The blue organs were sticking to me the more i try’d to move.. fuck.. i couldnt move easily but i was going up the three meter hole i thought. But instead i was falling further in and started to feel sharp pain at my feat. The blue flesh was turning into something i knew..

It turned into some sort of fluffy hair ?? I was awake and my cat was playing with my foot.. Damn.. was that really a dream? I did kill my parents but that was all good after 30 years. That place was definetly an area to land, when i wouldnt know about it! That was surely a test of skill…? As pain was rising on my entire body ..

„Will he ever get it“ was the last thing that was heard from Ismail Shalak, while he was like the rest, held in a open cell … screaming in pain, hell.

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Bewusstsein in Träumen wird nicht gern gesehen! – Traumwelten

Ich darf immer wieder bei meinen bewussten Träumen feststellen, dass die Charaktere in den Träumen als auch Wesen jeglicher Art, nicht froh darüber sind, dass man seine Bewusstheit wiedererlangt. Diese Charaktere wollen einen geschmierten Ablauf ohne Störungen und wieso auch immer wird dafür gesorgt, dass man nicht bewusst wird. Es werden Szenen vor dem Auge…

Der Körper und sein Einfluss auf den Geist?

Wenn wir uns immer wieder die spirituelle Seite des Lebens ansehen, so wird uns klar, dass es irgendwann auch zum körperlichen Bereich dringen wird. Unser physischer Körper hat schließlich auch noch viele Worte mitzureden. Erstrecht wenn der Geist zwar die Führung hat, jedoch der Körper immernoch im Großbesitz des Geistes vieler Menschen ist. Es geht…

Autor: Arslan_M.

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