Hell .. When I Got Home From School One Day in 1959 My Father Started Choking Flogging & Bashing Me

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We pass and he looks at the ceiling of his dungeon as if beholding Allah his face expressing concern that his friend should abandon him, then from this angle his face is a mass of wrinkles and creases betraying his great age.

The path proceeds to the outer most branches of the Zaqqum Tree described in the Koran and the home for the recidivists of Hell, a recent arrival a young male person is sobbing uncontrollably he would have been a nice looking young man in his day, ironically not unlike a small version of Satan himself who is doing his time as described just a couple of meters away.

The Warden touches him lightly between the shoulder blades at the back, and he lifts his tear stained face to see what wondrous soul could have shown him kindness here, the other residents of this place crowd along the path crying "touch us .. look upon us" and although they are crowded together none are actually touching, and nowhere in Hell do the fallen provide comfort to each other.

Philemon produces a whisk from his cloak and whips the souls away from the path where the lash falls so do the fallen know such marvelous comfort, here the way narrows and at this place the tree dwellers are covered with thick dust attesting to the very great length of time of their stay.

Our way is now past the Zaqqum Tree we have come to another place called The Outer Darkness the home of mortal women, a vast plain with row upon row of lost souls, up this end and close by they are in more or less pristine condition back further and signs of wear .. then right down the back really badly worn corpses eyeballs gone hair, skin, bone and sinew.

We go left our way has taken us around a large pillar where the path runs parallel to the front row of femme corpses, and we come to the ladies place of judgment under the ferry landing, thus for the underground river the boat and the ferryman was illusion, the blue green water is now an undulating layer of imps succubi tethered to and feeding upon the fallen, the ferry is now a stony place with one hundred and two reciting the Rosary nonetheless,

The ferryman like the demons in the other place consists of two like beings Gog and Magog, one perched upon the others shoulders the upper asleep the lower alert, the ferryman's pole now a support for the upper slumbering demon the ticking of the clock in this place is when they change places, on the upper level the ladies destined to undergo Hell enter.

Here the pale green light of another of the guards and the fake hospital bed with its two demon attendants prevent hysterics, providing the illusion to the newly arrived and damned woman that she is to be conveyed to some sanatorium place, and a construct not unlike an aquarium .. the woman's perspective is she dies on Earth testimony says she will be drawn down a tube past an exit leading to a happy place.

The way becomes cold, then colder and colder and tighter and tighter until form and substance is achieved, she is delivered intact and unharmed into the aquarium like enclosure, though she can move and breathe there is very little room to move her feet it is very cold .. in an adjacent place in a fore described dwelling Chablis the Devil of the Darkness stirs, maybe four meters long tip to tip lean in human shape and going on all fours.

Pointed chin and long crescent moon face his eyes are tiny peepers at the inner end of conical eye sockets, open mouthed he does not seem possessed of a tongue no tail visible .. he flows across the stone and up the slope glancing from the top into the aquarium, he reaches with his left hand and finds a device seen in the possession of the Joker in a pack of cards, a stick with the three pointed star and a painted face.

A Marotte is a prop stick with a carved head on it typically carried by a jester or harlequin, the miniature head will often reflect the costume of the jester who carries it.

Their hats were especially distinctive made of cloth they were floppy with three points called liliripes each of which had a jingle bell at the end. Wikipedia. In this document the ironies of Hell are described, from the perspective of the woman who is about to be cast into Hell the Devil's marotte resembles in both detail and legend Humpty Dumpty, and like in the verse he is sitting upon a wall.

The Devil tweaks his wrist and Humpty's arms and head piece wave this attracts the horrified attention of our woman, his other arm reaches in past an airlock, he is a monstrous creature and takes hold of her by the waist, his touch is freezing and like the passengers on the Titanic that jumped into the icy North Atlantic she suffers Diaphragmatic Paralysis inducing a condition known as Dyspnea, she is unable to either inhale or exhale.

He then pulls her thru an opening that is altogether too small and placing the marotte back beside the aquarium structure, he inspects his prey like King Kong and Monica Stevens in the movie KK, then like Vida Blue at Yankee Stadium he pitches her head first into the solid stone of the central pillar of Hell, the target zone well defined by splatter marks, she slams into the column and slides down the almost vertical slope before crashing semi conscious into Hell proper.

Dazed and disoriented she hears the clip clop of cloven hooves and the approach of a monstrous creature horned and hoofed, another faun the identical twin of the critter that racks up the sinners in the fire, not ungently he picks her up and takes her to the place where she is to hear the judgment, and to be joined onto a vast chain of women's bodies.

The first time here first left turn past the Zuqqum tree walking with the Warden of Hell along past a long row of women, bodies all crouched holding hands two in from the end and there's Mum.

She died under aggravated circumstances in 1980 there were signs of a struggle part of the door frame was broken, even as though someone was hanging on with finger and nail yet dragged away and killed, Father drew one's attention to it and said he did it in his grief.

I was working as a tower rigger on a ninety seven meter tower in the Queensland town of Dalby, the groundy radioed the tower that the local police wished to talk, they said ring home and Father told me she had passed away thru the night, he would not let me view her body.

I wanted o see whether her fingers were bruised, prior to his own death in 1993 I told him that before any reconciliation could take place he would have to tell me again about how he should not have let me live, this was after presenting me with the bodies of the aborted twins in 1959.

He went into Hell praising God totally fooled by the illusory doorman and the Fire Devil's hand stick, so while I was camped out overnight in the back blocks of Hell twenty one years had passed on Earth .. she did not look any different a bit tense is all, I did not dwell on her circumstances and continued the tour.

Here the racker up of the dead picks them up by their elbows after they have tumbled down after slamming into the stonework, drags them their heels dragging the few meters adjacent to where Philemon customarily stands which is the judgment place of the outer darkness, a soft golden light shaped like a television screen appears and the wrong doer will see just what has gotten her into Hell.

An elegant African lady is in the hands of the monster as we approach she is transfixed at the images in the light, the gentle touch of the giant has relieved the symptom of dyspenia and canceled the diaphragmatic paralysis caused by the chill touch of the Devil, "no" she says "no .. no-oooo," the last breath in she took was in the breathable air of the aquarium, that breath frozen in her body till now.

She breathes in and is paralyzed by a symptom resembling Carbon Dioxide Paralysis of the Respiratory System and collapses at the knees, he locks her hand and fingers to the woman on her left and a tremor goes thru the whole of the outer darkness as the slack is taken in, and the place at the front is ready for the next customer, she is not long in arriving.

It is a malnourished looking peroxide blond with close cropped hair, you might see her at a pro abortion rally or voting for Hillary Clinton, she starts screaming "I don't believe ..I don't believe," until she runs out of puff and locks up and gets locked in.

The next is a small dark Woman in her late years from some Mediterranean place, within the light high top limo's from a bygone era and an assassination outside of an immigrant barbershop, she watches smug from an upstairs window across the street, she screams abuse in some home dialect straight into the light the scream dying on her lips as she locks up and joins the chain.

So this is the outer darkness then, having a good look about the ranks of bodies stretched to the horizon in three directions, as the body is racked up and chained on a succubus rises out of the physical entity that was recently a human being walking abroad upon the planet Earth, it first looks like a balloon tethered with a cord down the spine and out of the head of the deceased.

Within the body of the balloon a faun critter like a miniature version of the racker, shaggy haired feral legs and cloven hooves, a curly mop of hair with horns and pointed ears, I would later learn that this being will be the judge at the second judgment .. looking about and taking it all in I tell Philemon it was great and thanks very much for the tour, he says he thought I wanted to see the whole of Hell.

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I said I did and was there more, he assured me there was and cast an image into my mind of serried ranks kneeling in the oriental prayer position, tall spires of ash on their shoulders and heads balancing on the balls of both feet and their knees, straight backed, hands on thighs palms downward, fingers together resembling the statues in a Thai temple.

Just where they could be I did not know .. he says to follow him, back thru the first circle past the Tree, Satan and the Swordsman, past Sisyphus straining up the incline with his stone, across the desert and back into the fire cave, down past the place of judgment and explosions of fire every forty seconds or so, thumbs up to the faun racking them up then down between the vast flaming stacks of burning bodies to the nether part of Hell.

As we move further from the front so too are the bodies burnt down, past the yellow green burners at the front to charred corpses further in then burnt charred corpses, flickering blue flame and human coals, then on to a place where the bodies are mere cinders blackened and burned beyond recognition .. a spectral guard here tries to block one's way I sidestep him and he fades away, at this place a huge four armed being dismantles the stacks of charred cinder corpses.

He takes the body and reconstructs it in his four hands then consults a blue green flying creature that has appeared from somewhere which was indeed this sinner's guardian angel during his tenure on Earth, as to whether he will combine whereas if the angel agrees he conveys the body to his right in his two right hands whence the charred metallic body of the sinner crumbles to dust, revealing only the bright white pure human soul.

They rush together and embrace, their union sealed in a blinding flash of arc light that fades to reveal a composite white robed flying creature which departs this place at a rate of knots.

Otherwise the angel lets out a scream of outrage and horror and takes off like a bat out of Hell .. thus in place in the two left hands of the Angel of the Second Judgment Philemon did tell me his name which I have forgotten..

He is a pretty cool guy notwithstanding he looks a bit like a snake just jutting up out of the ground with his four arms, he has a mustache and a part in his hair and looks a bit like Sir Richard Hadlee the great New Zealand sportsman.

So the fella in his two left hands is placed alongside another of his kind, they are in a column of six like the chain of women in the outer darkness some unseen mechanism is causing the column to move like a snake of its own volition, taking the men backwards out of the fire chamber .. thru and beyond another overhang they turn 90 degrees toward the front, thus looking back into the fire red hot volcanic cinders alight like snow upon their heads and shoulders.

Here they resemble the statues in a Thai temple then before long only their faces and eyes are visible as the ash buries them .. on downward and deeper into Hell the time for remorse long gone, the underground column comes to a trip place where the bodies do another pivot, with the men now facing forward the column of the damned continues downward where in this place of dust and ash the fallen sleep.

Nor yet is their journey thru Hell over deeper and deeper goes the column of six and its company of snoring losers, two weeks pass on Earth and the column intersects an underground stream .. in this place of water and steam where the pious man looks toward heaven bitter and beaten a witness of failure and dashed hope, in vindication of the prophesy of John the Baptist, that "all flesh shall know the salvation of God" the damned are raised.

Two two hundred kilo attendants looking like funny parody drawings of Cherubs with loose skin and tiny wings on an overgrown wrestler's body, one reaches out his hand where the column goes over a hump and the ranks open out, and takes the hand of the soul of the sinner, r has been in the Eastern prayer position for as many weeks, and while this is an elegant pose it produces physical agony after only a short time.

The attendant assists him up then massages him up and down the legs, toweling down his upper body with a rag cloth he keeps over his shoulder .. the sinner is an ancient Walter Brennan type, you gotta believe just how old this man is never would anybody really encounter any person on Earth this old, old or not and notwithstanding his double trip thru Hell, he is jaunty and full of witticisms toward the demon attendant.

He thinks he is still in hospital and tells the demon about this really vivid dream he was having until woken, the attendant has heard it all before and mumbles something, he has massaged both legs and feet and done his upper body and arms with the towel, he dips it into a stone basin of water then wrings out and does his face and ears.

Walter is still chattering away as the wrestler hands him up to his brother who is up a couple of steps on another landing .. when he passes from one brother to the other, so does a shiver of white light commence from the brother's fingertips, then go right thru the newly resurrected sinners body until he is fully up on the landing once more a young man in the full vigor of youth, whence the guard directs him to a then unknown destination.

The next sinner freed is a wizened little bloke could have been a gunslinger in the wild west mouth just a slit and cold eyes, untalkative he is toweled down and rubbed he thanks the attendant who passes him on to his brother .. the next is a Dyak head hunter maybe from the island nation of Borneo, an incredibly old little dark skinned man seems happy to be going.

I pass with him onto the next level, he approaches a gate beyond the gate his extended family his grandfather, his mother and his brothers and sisters are overjoyed to have him back, the next there is a Caucasian youth his beautiful wife and children their features indistinct from my perspective greet him .. the column of annealed metallic corpses progresses a little further, until they are ground to atoms after tumbling into an ash whirlpool resembling a bottomless pit.

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That's Hell, the second judgment in the outer darkness is much the same, the girls progress right thru Hell till they come to a body builder who has a horn trumpet attached to a thong around each wrist.

When their time comes the succubus that emerged at the first judgment has drained all the goodness out of the woman's body which has gone up the umbilical cord and has nurtured him, the umbilical cord snaps and the faun critter has become a blue green angel identical to the angels that say yea or nay at the second judgment at the fire.

The bodybuilder .. like this guy is built is mostly indistinct, the guards in the darkness are a more reserved group than their counterparts at the fire, in that his light which shines from a disc above his head is most often very dim., he interviews the newly emerged blue green angel and depending upon the response raises either the trumpet horn in his left hand blowing B flat signaling that there will be no removal.

Or yet he raises the right trumpet horn and blows D .. the released human spirit standing at the place of judgment like an intact Venus de Milo risen from a terrible waste of corpse debris and the angel embrace, within the arc light their union produces the robed figure of a flying angel who wastes no time leaving, the losers collapse, and so does the floor receive them.

Losing all human shape and like a procession of bright white maggots, they make their way toward a place where they will tumble down out of the main body of Hell and be buried in freezing cold volcanic ash .. down until they are liberated when the ashy medium intersects an underground body of water, they are washed out of the ash over a waterfall and into a pool of water.

Here they thaw and dive and plunge about this strange limbo world till they drag themselves up a cinder beach and flop down like seals .. two demon attendants here resemble Asterix The Gaul in the European comic strip of that name, in that they are armored from the waist up and fully helmeted, against the amorous passions of the newly resurrected women, their eyes visible thru a horizontal slot in their helmets.

Handing the girls onto the next level the white light tingles over their skin and they arrive on that level once more in human form as beautiful young women, stark bollicky naked however.

Up the path there is a high arched bridge below just cloud then across and a gateway with no gates on the hinges, inside a dress shop with diamond shaped crystal panes in the windows.

Here the girls get something to wear, this one chose a short sleeve blue and white full length dress with a modest neckline that would not have been out of place among the Amish communities in Pennsylvania, outside the shop there is a family group waiting, one young man a clean limbed type seems a tad self conscious among people he does not know.

Then erupting from the group's center a black shape nor yet human but beast, carnivore tongue extended and feral teeth exposed this is a puppy dog of the poodle variety .. that is what happened in Hell, Mother went to the second judgment after twenty two years and some months, I never witnessed her ordeal but guess she would be no chance to be rescued by her guardian angel.

Father went to judgment after seven years three months I watched him leave Hell facing backwards in September 2000, the Doctor did only eighteen months and went to an unknown future, Myklos who did his family in got five years.. I told Allah after the tour, that I felt injustice was being perpetrated in the matter of Satan and all the inhabitants of the first circle of Hell.

Directing his attention to the monstrously inadequate sentences handed down to my father for instance, and to the Doctor who performed in excess of one hundred and fifty thousand abortions, he replied that the disposition of his slaves was a matter for him and that Hell was not the place for temerity, I went on to negotiate their release after Gog and Magog appealed directly to me that I petition Allah in their favor.

I did that he relented and Hell did empty .. Gog and Magog facilitated the repair of Satan's chest wound and at my behest found and fitted a new right leg and found him a pair of short pants .. never was his dignity compromized, once more called Lucifer I escorted him to the light and handed him into the light the same way as I had observed the demon angels do with the resurrected humans at the end of Hell.

Chablis the Devil of the Darkness has the ability to split into many miniature replica's of himself, it is extraordinarily good luck to capture one.. I caught one and held it in a bottle for about four years before releasing it into the light, when it coiled out of the bottle and disappeared into the light I saw it had the form and shape of an oriental dragon.

I told the dragon I would see him and the bottle back on Earth, when he gets here I will be using him as a front line soldier in the Jihad I am in the process of fomenting against the abortion lobby.

After taunting Chablis into chasing me .. I assumed the shape of a beautiful woman using my sweet Lizzy as a model, then climbed back up the cliff face at the place where he splatters the woman against the rock, he went berserk with fury and got after me, I had anticipated this and had prepared an opening into the outer world.

Thus viewing Hell from space I drilled a shaft twelve millimeters in diameter using a burr bit attached to the top of my astral head, he pursued me across the first circle then when I shrunk down and shot up the bore hole he sent one of his most trusted miniature replica's of himself after me, I had been training in high speed astral maneuvers and got to the top of the shaft in time to place the neck of the bottle I had stashed there over the hole.

I waited until he cannoned full on onto it then placed in and locked in place the glass stopper that came with the bottle .. he was a small black winged creature resembling a pterodactyl more that a bat, with bright red eyes, horns and a tail with a flattened arrow head shaped tip, if he had a pitchfork he would have been identical to the Devil of popular mythology.

Chablis was enraged he can not harm my astral self however, the place I took the bottled devil is where the blue green angels go when they have refused the advances of their onetime guarded companion, they fly across the ether until they come to a structure much like a sea urchin a sphere with a hole in the top, down thru the hole and imagine that you are inside a lamp the central flame a bright white light.

No glare and easy to look at, ranged around in concentric tiers are a few hundred of the blue green angels all similar but none identical, some are sleeping and some stretching their wings at various times there are a lot of them then sometimes only a few .. variously they approach the light and are lost in the brightness for a few moments until they emerge chattering excitedly, then they get directions and fly off somewhere or take a rest before departing.

I believe Gog and Magog are spirits from the world of stone who somehow began interacting with humanity in an adverse way obviously since they landed in Hell, my plan is to instruct them in the Koran and the ways of Islam, and to direct their attention to the injunction from Allah, re waging Jihad or just war against your attacker.

I will tell these rock spirits to rally their people as Moslems and as soldiers for Allah in the war against the unbelievers, which will be on behalf of those who will otherwise be slain by the abortioners.

He still talks to me and has since told me he has chosen me as his messenger, MT.

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Update 1#: The four sealed gates have been opened, the amnesty I negotiated for Satan all of the inhabitants of the First Circle was passed on and every soul in Hell was released.

For a short time Hell remained empty then began filling again thru both the gates into the OD and the Fire, while the multitude entering via the newly opened gates must be those who have rejected the message.

The place of the Zaqqam Tree remained empty except for two alien recidivist former occupants, the same ones who had been caked in dust who appear to have been in Hell since its inception whose limbs are like threads and their torso's like rope, they stayed about two weeks, by late 2010 an exponential increase of admissions began.

Update 2#: Gog and Magog are back inside .. after initially agreeing they would forsake evil and wickedness and become front line soldiers for Allah, they baulked at the concept of taking orders from a mortal..

They were returned to Hell forthwith and took to fighting in a donnybrook that lasted six months, one brother was slain where after they were both removed before returning a short time later in brand new and much younger bodies.

The Zaqqum area soon filled to capacity with the influx of new arrivals and spilled into the First Circle proper, which too became crowded whence a work gang resembling human workers in every way turned up and built a wall handling huge blocks of stone like styrofoam, above which they built a ramp like structure with a moving surface that heads downward thru a tunnel and onto a vast open plain.

All of the new arrivals being those from the Tree, the First Circle and the Desert were relocated thus .. this Devil neither Baphomet of the Fire nor Chablis from the Outer Darkness, but another Hellish entity who either plucks them bodily off the Earth thru a separate gate, or as their turn comes reaches in and grabs them from the Hellward side of the four sealed gates.

A short round Arab cries "put me down ..put me down," whence the Devil does just that onto the newly built ramp, reforming the same column of four the golden light flicked on for a moment and the voice told the Arab he was there for all time, neither holding hands nor on fire the Devil just let his arms go which fell to his sides, whence he collapsed into a crouch and evacuated his bowels.

The inner side being the foyer area and the Yellow Brick Road the fallen pop up head first four at a time, like demon robots in Bart Simpson's favorite cartoon Itchy and Scratchy, sprinters like delinquent children running up a down escalator in a department store, attempt to outpace the machine before the Devil gets them!

Update 3#: Things continued to change in Hell and several rebuilds took place until we have arrived at the stable situ we have now ..

The ones men and women who enter Hell thru the four newly opened gates are received by a Devil that resembles a giant spider, the fearful creature casts them onto a stony place below that occupies the entire western wall above the desert, they crash onto the stone then slide down a chute into the body of Hell proper.

There they are collected by two fauns who frog march them to a suitable position among millions of their fellows on a vast sandy plain surrounded by jagged mountains, the fauns set them down on their haunches fold their arms across their front and depart .. this one coulda been a suicide says "what's this sh*t" the light flickers on for a moment and he is told he is in Hell whence there will be no removal.

Thus Hell is divided into three main groups, the Fire which only caters to men and the Outer darkness which is only women make up one group whereas all who enter both those places will eventually be released as per testimony above, currently Fire entries number about four per day while around a hundred and twenty or thereabouts women enter the OD every day .. everyone else to the tune of about twenty thousand a day will be in Hell forever.

So the second group in Hell are the millions who occupy the newly opened and eternal middle section, the last and smallest human population in Hell are those in the First Circle numbering as of this date three women and about sixty men, whose additional torment is to witness those women in the OD enter then be thru Hell in just a few days, there are more women entering Hell now each day than entered in one hundred yrs when my mother got there in 1980.

Seven fallen angels have been returned onto the top terrace and eleven more in the next terrace below, one alien out of about nine is back in there a couple of others were in for a short time only, two were very small perfectly presented figures no more than twenty inches in height, another tall figure had hard amber skin like a cockroach, while the Four Gate Spider Devil was relegated to the Pit himself for a couple of days which took the wind out of his [its] sails.

Where the Zaqqum Tree was as per the text above where every sufferer was released with Satan renamed Lucifer in the amnesty of 2010, a population numbering about sixty has been reestablished, about twelve are recidivists who have reentered after having been released in the amnesty, or who went firstly to the Fire then to the place below and on to eventual release, now in the First Circle for their third, final and permanent tenure in Hell.

While the rebuilds were taking place two more separate gates and another vast chamber have been opened up .. a creature resembling a gorilla with hair like a bear who walks upright and straight backed like a man attends both new gates, one on the same flat stretch above the desert a couple of meters past the slide where the Bear Demon Gorilla reaches in and plucks them directly off of the Earth.

Satan / Lucifer did go back into Hell where upon he was attended by the Gorilla Demon whence he regressed backward thru different stages of development unto childhood and infancy..

Before gaining weight once more into the shape of a fortyish Zorba the Greek type who removed from that place in short order never to return.

Following the movements of the Gorilla demon .. like on Google Earth somewhere in Great Britain early morning and rain, in a suburban garage a car with its engine running and a newly deceased male person in the front seat, the Devil takes this suicide by the shoulders and brings him into Hell, another one sitting at a kitchen table in some European place has a pistol he puts to his head and fires, another walks across a farmyard to a barn where he finds a shotgun and places the barrel under his chin and fires.

One more taken in thru the gate is a youngish man who says he has changed his mind and wants to "go back," there is no going back he is there to stay .. the Devil takes him to the slide and casts him into Hell, the other gate is a slit in the rock at ground level below the landing in the First Circle, the few thousand who enter onto a vast sandy plain not unlike the middle section are from a different level of existence than Earthly humans.

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