Full Disclosure (Message from the Angels of God)

I sent the Vatican a email as well last year...it was in the spring...

Post it here... Redact your personal information... share. Or, email it to me...

Disclaimer:

I am crazy as fuck, and those that insist on calling me a "nutjob" or whatever else you come up with, makes no difference to me. I agree....

Now, what if I was what I said I was?

Think on that..

I believe my entire experience to be something manifested within my mind. I can not account for the interactions, but the dream was just a dream.

I have combat PTSD, and really, I am ashamed that I risked my life for a bunch of non-appreciative fucksticks who could care less that anyone serves this country. Some, on these boards hate me because of this service.

I don't rightly give a fuck, as I do not interact in public at this point, and I am content digging into my hole and watching life pass by.

Religion equals mental illness. What I thought was real, was false, no other excuse. I am pushing this stuff out, because I sit here at my bottom. In order to dig myself out, I will suppress my experience and move forward...

Good luck to you all.. I am tapping out.

I had an experience last summer, and we are quickly approaching what I was shown. I am going to tell the story one last time, without all the added details (for which I concluded at a later date).


The Happening

Last summer, July 22, to be exact, I had an experience that led me to this point in time, today.

I was in a bad spot, both spiritually, and emotionally. I had hid myself away the preceding two months, secluded, and alone to my thoughts.

I was adamant about my Atheist beliefs, but in a moment of weakness, where my emotions had hit their breaking point, I pled to God.

At that moment, a warmth enveloped my being. I felt an intelligence, and I felt a connection to something. I was looking out my basement window, and it was a cloudy day. The sky was filled with fluffy, white clouds that were brightly illuminated by the sun behind them.

As my focus began to pinpoint, I realized that I was staring directly at a brilliantly bright, white-orb of sorts at the same height as the clouds.

Whatever I interacted with allowed me to understand everything. Thoughts began to race through my mind as I was able to analyze my entire life. I saw how every time within my life where I had felt betrayed, belittled, disrespected, victimized, etc... had all been events that were necessary for the current me to be realized.

The orb I was staring at, disappeared behind the clouds, only the connection remained for the proceeding three days as I went with the signs that seemed to be connected to something larger.


The Path

On Friday morning, I awoke with the sensational desire to take my family camping. This was day three of my interaction, and I had learned to take those hunches as the correct route, or path. The only thing is, as I was trying to talk with my wife to get her approval, she came out and told me, "I had a dream that we went camping last night. We should go camping".

She then proceeded to tell me of what the campground looked like in her dream. She described a river, and our campground in the tree-line right next to that river.

We proceeded to head to the nearest store that sold camping gear, and began our trek towards the mountain. Having lived in the area for some time, we both knew that campgrounds existed towards the mountain, but we ventured blindly--without a plan.

When we arrived to the side of the mountain, at the first campsite we came upon, I went up and paid at the kiosk for a campsite, and took my receipt back to the car. The way this works is that you pay for a site, then drive around and claim an open one.

There were over 400 sites there, and it did not seem packed for a Friday night. So, after about a half hour of not finding one campsite open, we finally see one of the posts where the receipts get clipped, without a reserved sign.

So, we pull in. I get out and something told me to check the post again, so I did, and I kid you not, there was now a reserved ticket on the post. Now, both me and my wife looked at the post before we pulled in, and there was not ticket there, and we only moved five feet into the site, so, once again, I saw this as a sign, and we kept going, searching for an opening.

After we checked all the sites, we finally gave up, and decided to go ask a park ranger. On our way to the entrance, we see one walking alone, and I stop the car. I ask him, "Sir, can you tell me where any open sites may be"? He tells me that they are fully booked, and that we shouldn't have paid the kiosk without getting a site first.

I tell him, that's fine, but how would I go about getting a refund? He tells me to go to the shed next to the kiosk and inquire there.

Now, here is where it all comes around full-circle. As I said, I was on a path. I go up to the window of the shed, and ask about a refund. I then ask him if there is any other campsites close-by.

At first he tells me that there is none that have vacancies, and that most people make reservations months in advance.

He then pulls out a map, and draws a circle for some "off the grid" primitive campsites. He explains that they are free, but a little ways off the beaten path.

We head out that way, and wouldn't you know it, the site is right on a river, at the base of the mountain. No one is anywhere in sight. Not a soul. Absolutely beautiful country.

My wife was taken aback, as it fit her dream perfectly. She had probably thought I had lost my shit, but I had not told her much of what I was experiencing the previous three days leading up to then.

We did your normal camping stuff, pitched a tent, built a fire, and then when the sun began to dip, me and my wife, and son, went to the ten to lie down for the night.

The tent had a mosquito net top, that allowed us to see the stars as we laid down. My son fell asleep, and we sat there enjoying the view.

Then, a brilliant white sphere entered our view. It was flying in a zigzag pattern (much like a fish swimming is how I could best describe it), and took 10-15 seconds to clear what we could see. We both looked at each other, then back at the orb. It was beautiful, and we both knew exactly what that was. It was a UFO.

I, excited, got up. She, tired, went to sleep. I jumped out of the tent and lost sight of the orb. I then spent the next hour, trying in vain, to keep the fire going. No matter what I did, the fire just would not stay lit, so I made my way to the tent.

As soon as my body drifted to sleep, my wife shook me to wake up. She said, "I hear voices behind the tent". I said, "Are you sure"? Then my son chimes in, "Daddy, there are two voices, I heard them too". I get up, and with the forest as dark as it is, I could see no flashlights, or any movement. There was nothing but silence.

Shook, we all went to the car to stay for the remainder of the night. I stayed up until they all fell back asleep, and I remember looking at the time. It read 11:00pm. Then, I fell asleep as well.

Now, I never remember my dreams, so when I have a dream, I remember them like they were real. Rarely do I ever dream. I can count on my hand how many dreams I have remembered my entire life.


The Dream

It is me, I am looking through my own eyes. I see that there is a light from above, as my eyes are down to the ground, and I am on all fours.

In front of me, I can see a set of feet and legs up to the shin. The person seems unusually tall. I am 6 foot 2 inches, and on all fours, I could not even see the knees of this being. I try to look up, but something is restraining me from looking any further up.

The being begins to open a dialogue. I feel its presence being directed at me. I ask, "Why have you brought me here"?


Vision 1

Immediately, my eyes close, and a myriad of information in the form of pictures floods my memory. I see bits and pieces of what is being shown, and as I look, I see a scene of horror. I see an Army marching on a city that is war-torn. Bombed out, with smoke, and fire consuming most of the buildings.

I see a mother, with two small children huddled in the corner of a house, and I see her clutching them tight. I see them trembling in fear.

The scene pans out, and I see the entire landscape full of fire, and explosions. My sight pans out to the Earth as seen from space, and I see the entire Earth is full of fire and explosions of fire.

The vision ends, and I am crying within the dream. I sob to the being, "Why have you shown me this"? The being begins to reason with me. Informs me that I am to do something for him.


Vision 2

My eyes close again, and I see another vision. This one is me. I see my face, and I look remarkably like I do today. I pull up in a car, and two others are there. I exit the car, and tell the other two to stay put.

I begin to walk down a dirt path. I look down to my clothing, and can see that clothes are torn, and dirty. I see my left hand is clutching a tree branch. I walk up to a large green door, which is along a brick wall.

The door is huge, and green in color. I knock three times on the door. The door opens slightly, and a man of medium height answers. He is dressed completely in black, what seems like a gown of sorts. He is wearing a black hat as well.

I raise my left hand to the air showing the tree branch, and say, "I come in peace, may I please enter"? He steps aside and allows me to enter and replies, "We have been expecting you". He then proceeds to walk me through an open courtyard, leading to the building in the center.

Inside the building is a staircase that winds down to the lower levels. At the bottom of the staircase, is a small metal door. He opens the door, and the bedrock is exposed. He points to a discoloration on the bedrock, and gestures me to inspect what he is pointing at.

I reach down, and immediately, a white light blinds my vision, and I am awakened within the dream. I awoke within the dream, and once again I am in front of the being. The next exchange is where I noticed that there is no verbal communication going on, and the being and I had been talking through my mind the entire time.

I ask, "I don't understand, why have you shown me this, who am I"?

Now here is where my entire experience needs clarification. The being then reaches down, and shows me a tablet device. On the device is a picture of Jesus and the picture is like a hologram whereas it changes from Jesus's face to mine, like a tranformation. Now, I was atheist. So...?

I then awoke from the dream, feeling refreshed like I had slept for two full-days. The clock read 04:00 am.

I looked out the car window, and caught the same white orb we had seen earlier, descending to the top of the mountain, and as soon as it hit the top, it jettisoned up to the sky.

Now this experience has forever changed who I was before. I have searched for answers, and have a pretty good understanding of what transpired that day.


Conclusion

I am totally sane. Whatever I interacted with that day, was a real interaction, and not some figment of my imagination.

Now, my question is, what do you make of this story?

Is it possible that the Angels in the Bible and what Enoch talked of are what we consider to be alien races?

Serious as a heart attack. If this is too fringe for you, then go back to your Jade Helm, or Financial Crisis talk.


The Message

I was given a message that the Earth is going to end, and most of humanity is ending with the Earth by way of fire.

I know a lot of answers to what comes. Not all are concrete, but September is close, thus I upgraded to ensure the message is received by those willing to listen.


*Updated to add hologram piece. Had an epiphany just now, and wanted to clear that up. It had been bugging me for some time, why that was so troubling. Finally cleared a mental block.

4 L8R

I had an experience last summer, and we are quickly approaching what I was shown. I am going to tell the story one last time, without all the added details (for which I concluded at a later date).


The Happening

Last summer, July 22, to be exact, I had an experience that led me to this point in time, today.

I was in a bad spot, both spiritually, and emotionally. I had hid myself away the preceding two months, secluded, and alone to my thoughts.

I was adamant about my Atheist beliefs, but in a moment of weakness, where my emotions had hit their breaking point, I pled to God.

At that moment, a warmth enveloped my being. I felt an intelligence, and I felt a connection to something. I was looking out my basement window, and it was a cloudy day. The sky was filled with fluffy, white clouds that were brightly illuminated by the sun behind them.

As my focus began to pinpoint, I realized that I was staring directly at a brilliantly bright, white-orb of sorts at the same height as the clouds.

Whatever I interacted with allowed me to understand everything. Thoughts began to race through my mind as I was able to analyze my entire life. I saw how every time within my life where I had felt betrayed, belittled, disrespected, victimized, etc... had all been events that were necessary for the current me to be realized.

The orb I was staring at, disappeared behind the clouds, only the connection remained for the proceeding three days as I went with the signs that seemed to be connected to something larger.


The Path

On Friday morning, I awoke with the sensational desire to take my family camping. This was day three of my interaction, and I had learned to take those hunches as the correct route, or path. The only thing is, as I was trying to talk with my wife to get her approval, she came out and told me, "I had a dream that we went camping last night. We should go camping".

She then proceeded to tell me of what the campground looked like in her dream. She described a river, and our campground in the tree-line right next to that river.

We proceeded to head to the nearest store that sold camping gear, and began our trek towards the mountain. Having lived in the area for some time, we both knew that campgrounds existed towards the mountain, but we ventured blindly--without a plan.

When we arrived to the side of the mountain, at the first campsite we came upon, I went up and paid at the kiosk for a campsite, and took my receipt back to the car. The way this works is that you pay for a site, then drive around and claim an open one.

There were over 400 sites there, and it did not seem packed for a Friday night. So, after about a half hour of not finding one campsite open, we finally see one of the posts where the receipts get clipped, without a reserved sign.

So, we pull in. I get out and something told me to check the post again, so I did, and I kid you not, there was now a reserved ticket on the post. Now, both me and my wife looked at the post before we pulled in, and there was not ticket there, and we only moved five feet into the site, so, once again, I saw this as a sign, and we kept going, searching for an opening.

After we checked all the sites, we finally gave up, and decided to go ask a park ranger. On our way to the entrance, we see one walking alone, and I stop the car. I ask him, "Sir, can you tell me where any open sites may be"? He tells me that they are fully booked, and that we shouldn't have paid the kiosk without getting a site first.

I tell him, that's fine, but how would I go about getting a refund? He tells me to go to the shed next to the kiosk and inquire there.

Now, here is where it all comes around full-circle. As I said, I was on a path. I go up to the window of the shed, and ask about a refund. I then ask him if there is any other campsites close-by.

At first he tells me that there is none that have vacancies, and that most people make reservations months in advance.

He then pulls out a map, and draws a circle for some "off the grid" primitive campsites. He explains that they are free, but a little ways off the beaten path.

We head out that way, and wouldn't you know it, the site is right on a river, at the base of the mountain. No one is anywhere in sight. Not a soul. Absolutely beautiful country.

My wife was taken aback, as it fit her dream perfectly. She had probably thought I had lost my shit, but I had not told her much of what I was experiencing the previous three days leading up to then.

We did your normal camping stuff, pitched a tent, built a fire, and then when the sun began to dip, me and my wife, and son, went to the ten to lie down for the night.

The tent had a mosquito net top, that allowed us to see the stars as we laid down. My son fell asleep, and we sat there enjoying the view.

Then, a brilliant white sphere entered our view. It was flying in a zigzag pattern (much like a fish swimming is how I could best describe it), and took 10-15 seconds to clear what we could see. We both looked at each other, then back at the orb. It was beautiful, and we both knew exactly what that was. It was a UFO.

I, excited, got up. She, tired, went to sleep. I jumped out of the tent and lost sight of the orb. I then spent the next hour, trying in vain, to keep the fire going. No matter what I did, the fire just would not stay lit, so I made my way to the tent.

As soon as my body drifted to sleep, my wife shook me to wake up. She said, "I hear voices behind the tent". I said, "Are you sure"? Then my son chimes in, "Daddy, there are two voices, I heard them too". I get up, and with the forest as dark as it is, I could see no flashlights, or any movement. There was nothing but silence.

Shook, we all went to the car to stay for the remainder of the night. I stayed up until they all fell back asleep, and I remember looking at the time. It read 11:00pm. Then, I fell asleep as well.

Now, I never remember my dreams, so when I have a dream, I remember them like they were real. Rarely do I ever dream. I can count on my hand how many dreams I have remembered my entire life.


The Dream

It is me, I am looking through my own eyes. I see that there is a light from above, as my eyes are down to the ground, and I am on all fours.

In front of me, I can see a set of feet and legs up to the shin. The person seems unusually tall. I am 6 foot 2 inches, and on all fours, I could not even see the knees of this being. I try to look up, but something is restraining me from looking any further up.

The being begins to open a dialogue. I feel its presence being directed at me. I ask, "Why have you brought me here"?


Vision 1

Immediately, my eyes close, and a myriad of information in the form of pictures floods my memory. I see bits and pieces of what is being shown, and as I look, I see a scene of horror. I see an Army marching on a city that is war-torn. Bombed out, with smoke, and fire consuming most of the buildings.

I see a mother, with two small children huddled in the corner of a house, and I see her clutching them tight. I see them trembling in fear.

The scene pans out, and I see the entire landscape full of fire, and explosions. My sight pans out to the Earth as seen from space, and I see the entire Earth is full of fire and explosions of fire.

The vision ends, and I am crying within the dream. I sob to the being, "Why have you shown me this"? The being begins to reason with me. Informs me that I am to do something for him.


Vision 2

My eyes close again, and I see another vision. This one is me. I see my face, and I look remarkably like I do today. I pull up in a car, and two others are there. I exit the car, and tell the other two to stay put.

I begin to walk down a dirt path. I look down to my clothing, and can see that clothes are torn, and dirty. I see my left hand is clutching a tree branch. I walk up to a large green door, which is along a brick wall.

The door is huge, and green in color. I knock three times on the door. The door opens slightly, and a man of medium height answers. He is dressed completely in black, what seems like a gown of sorts. He is wearing a black hat as well.

I raise my left hand to the air showing the tree branch, and say, "I come in peace, may I please enter"? He steps aside and allows me to enter and replies, "We have been expecting you". He then proceeds to walk me through an open courtyard, leading to the building in the center.

Inside the building is a staircase that winds down to the lower levels. At the bottom of the staircase, is a small metal door. He opens the door, and the bedrock is exposed. He points to a discoloration on the bedrock, and gestures me to inspect what he is pointing at.

I reach down, and immediately, a white light blinds my vision, and I am awakened within the dream. I awoke within the dream, and once again I am in front of the being. The next exchange is where I noticed that there is no verbal communication going on, and the being and I had been talking through my mind the entire time.

I ask, "I don't understand, why have you shown me this, who am I"?

Now here is where my entire experience needs clarification. The being then reaches down, and shows me a tablet device. On the device is a picture of Jesus and the picture is like a hologram whereas it changes from Jesus's face to mine, like a tranformation. Now, I was atheist. So...?

I then awoke from the dream, feeling refreshed like I had slept for two full-days. The clock read 04:00 am.

I looked out the car window, and caught the same white orb we had seen earlier, descending to the top of the mountain, and as soon as it hit the top, it jettisoned up to the sky.

Now this experience has forever changed who I was before. I have searched for answers, and have a pretty good understanding of what transpired that day.


Conclusion

I am totally sane. Whatever I interacted with that day, was a real interaction, and not some figment of my imagination.

Now, my question is, what do you make of this story?

Is it possible that the Angels in the Bible and what Enoch talked of are what we consider to be alien races?

Serious as a heart attack. If this is too fringe for you, then go back to your Jade Helm, or Financial Crisis talk.


The Message

I was given a message that the Earth is going to end, and most of humanity is ending with the Earth by way of fire.

I know a lot of answers to what comes. Not all are concrete, but September is close, thus I upgraded to ensure the message is received by those willing to listen.


*Updated to add hologram piece. Had an epiphany just now, and wanted to clear that up. It had been bugging me for some time, why that was so troubling. Finally cleared a mental block.

I had an experience last summer, and we are quickly approaching what I was shown. I am going to tell the story one last time, without all the added details (for which I concluded at a later date).


The Happening

Last summer, July 22, to be exact, I had an experience that led me to this point in time, today.

I was in a bad spot, both spiritually, and emotionally. I had hid myself away the preceding two months, secluded, and alone to my thoughts.

I was adamant about my Atheist beliefs, but in a moment of weakness, where my emotions had hit their breaking point, I pled to God.

At that moment, a warmth enveloped my being. I felt an intelligence, and I felt a connection to something. I was looking out my basement window, and it was a cloudy day. The sky was filled with fluffy, white clouds that were brightly illuminated by the sun behind them.

As my focus began to pinpoint, I realized that I was staring directly at a brilliantly bright, white-orb of sorts at the same height as the clouds.

Whatever I interacted with allowed me to understand everything. Thoughts began to race through my mind as I was able to analyze my entire life. I saw how every time within my life where I had felt betrayed, belittled, disrespected, victimized, etc... had all been events that were necessary for the current me to be realized.

The orb I was staring at, disappeared behind the clouds, only the connection remained for the proceeding three days as I went with the signs that seemed to be connected to something larger.


The Path

On Friday morning, I awoke with the sensational desire to take my family camping. This was day three of my interaction, and I had learned to take those hunches as the correct route, or path. The only thing is, as I was trying to talk with my wife to get her approval, she came out and told me, "I had a dream that we went camping last night. We should go camping".

She then proceeded to tell me of what the campground looked like in her dream. She described a river, and our campground in the tree-line right next to that river.

We proceeded to head to the nearest store that sold camping gear, and began our trek towards the mountain. Having lived in the area for some time, we both knew that campgrounds existed towards the mountain, but we ventured blindly--without a plan.

When we arrived to the side of the mountain, at the first campsite we came upon, I went up and paid at the kiosk for a campsite, and took my receipt back to the car. The way this works is that you pay for a site, then drive around and claim an open one.

There were over 400 sites there, and it did not seem packed for a Friday night. So, after about a half hour of not finding one campsite open, we finally see one of the posts where the receipts get clipped, without a reserved sign.

So, we pull in. I get out and something told me to check the post again, so I did, and I kid you not, there was now a reserved ticket on the post. Now, both me and my wife looked at the post before we pulled in, and there was not ticket there, and we only moved five feet into the site, so, once again, I saw this as a sign, and we kept going, searching for an opening.

After we checked all the sites, we finally gave up, and decided to go ask a park ranger. On our way to the entrance, we see one walking alone, and I stop the car. I ask him, "Sir, can you tell me where any open sites may be"? He tells me that they are fully booked, and that we shouldn't have paid the kiosk without getting a site first.

I tell him, that's fine, but how would I go about getting a refund? He tells me to go to the shed next to the kiosk and inquire there.

Now, here is where it all comes around full-circle. As I said, I was on a path. I go up to the window of the shed, and ask about a refund. I then ask him if there is any other campsites close-by.

At first he tells me that there is none that have vacancies, and that most people make reservations months in advance.

He then pulls out a map, and draws a circle for some "off the grid" primitive campsites. He explains that they are free, but a little ways off the beaten path.

We head out that way, and wouldn't you know it, the site is right on a river, at the base of the mountain. No one is anywhere in sight. Not a soul. Absolutely beautiful country.

My wife was taken aback, as it fit her dream perfectly. She had probably thought I had lost my shit, but I had not told her much of what I was experiencing the previous three days leading up to then.

We did your normal camping stuff, pitched a tent, built a fire, and then when the sun began to dip, me and my wife, and son, went to the ten to lie down for the night.

The tent had a mosquito net top, that allowed us to see the stars as we laid down. My son fell asleep, and we sat there enjoying the view.

Then, a brilliant white sphere entered our view. It was flying in a zigzag pattern (much like a fish swimming is how I could best describe it), and took 10-15 seconds to clear what we could see. We both looked at each other, then back at the orb. It was beautiful, and we both knew exactly what that was. It was a UFO.

I, excited, got up. She, tired, went to sleep. I jumped out of the tent and lost sight of the orb. I then spent the next hour, trying in vain, to keep the fire going. No matter what I did, the fire just would not stay lit, so I made my way to the tent.

As soon as my body drifted to sleep, my wife shook me to wake up. She said, "I hear voices behind the tent". I said, "Are you sure"? Then my son chimes in, "Daddy, there are two voices, I heard them too". I get up, and with the forest as dark as it is, I could see no flashlights, or any movement. There was nothing but silence.

Shook, we all went to the car to stay for the remainder of the night. I stayed up until they all fell back asleep, and I remember looking at the time. It read 11:00pm. Then, I fell asleep as well.

Now, I never remember my dreams, so when I have a dream, I remember them like they were real. Rarely do I ever dream. I can count on my hand how many dreams I have remembered my entire life.


The Dream

It is me, I am looking through my own eyes. I see that there is a light from above, as my eyes are down to the ground, and I am on all fours.

In front of me, I can see a set of feet and legs up to the shin. The person seems unusually tall. I am 6 foot 2 inches, and on all fours, I could not even see the knees of this being. I try to look up, but something is restraining me from looking any further up.

The being begins to open a dialogue. I feel its presence being directed at me. I ask, "Why have you brought me here"?


Vision 1

Immediately, my eyes close, and a myriad of information in the form of pictures floods my memory. I see bits and pieces of what is being shown, and as I look, I see a scene of horror. I see an Army marching on a city that is war-torn. Bombed out, with smoke, and fire consuming most of the buildings.

I see a mother, with two small children huddled in the corner of a house, and I see her clutching them tight. I see them trembling in fear.

The scene pans out, and I see the entire landscape full of fire, and explosions. My sight pans out to the Earth as seen from space, and I see the entire Earth is full of fire and explosions of fire.

The vision ends, and I am crying within the dream. I sob to the being, "Why have you shown me this"? The being begins to reason with me. Informs me that I am to do something for him.


Vision 2

My eyes close again, and I see another vision. This one is me. I see my face, and I look remarkably like I do today. I pull up in a car, and two others are there. I exit the car, and tell the other two to stay put.

I begin to walk down a dirt path. I look down to my clothing, and can see that clothes are torn, and dirty. I see my left hand is clutching a tree branch. I walk up to a large green door, which is along a brick wall.

The door is huge, and green in color. I knock three times on the door. The door opens slightly, and a man of medium height answers. He is dressed completely in black, what seems like a gown of sorts. He is wearing a black hat as well.

I raise my left hand to the air showing the tree branch, and say, "I come in peace, may I please enter"? He steps aside and allows me to enter and replies, "We have been expecting you". He then proceeds to walk me through an open courtyard, leading to the building in the center.

Inside the building is a staircase that winds down to the lower levels. At the bottom of the staircase, is a small metal door. He opens the door, and the bedrock is exposed. He points to a discoloration on the bedrock, and gestures me to inspect what he is pointing at.

I reach down, and immediately, a white light blinds my vision, and I am awakened within the dream. I awoke within the dream, and once again I am in front of the being. The next exchange is where I noticed that there is no verbal communication going on, and the being and I had been talking through my mind the entire time.

I ask, "I don't understand, why have you shown me this, who am I"?

Now here is where my entire experience needs clarification. The being then reaches down, and shows me a tablet device. On the device is a picture of Jesus and the picture is like a hologram whereas it changes from Jesus's face to mine, like a tranformation. Now, I was atheist. So...?

I then awoke from the dream, feeling refreshed like I had slept for two full-days. The clock read 04:00 am.

I looked out the car window, and caught the same white orb we had seen earlier, descending to the top of the mountain, and as soon as it hit the top, it jettisoned up to the sky.

Now this experience has forever changed who I was before. I have searched for answers, and have a pretty good understanding of what transpired that day.


Conclusion

I am totally sane. Whatever I interacted with that day, was a real interaction, and not some figment of my imagination.

Now, my question is, what do you make of this story?

Is it possible that the Angels in the Bible and what Enoch talked of are what we consider to be alien races?

Serious as a heart attack. If this is too fringe for you, then go back to your Jade Helm, or Financial Crisis talk.


The Message

I was given a message that the Earth is going to end, and most of humanity is ending with the Earth by way of fire.

I know a lot of answers to what comes. Not all are concrete, but September is close, thus I upgraded to ensure the message is received by those willing to listen.


*Updated to add hologram piece. Had an epiphany just now, and wanted to clear that up. It had been bugging me for some time, why that was so troubling. Finally cleared a mental block.

Perhaps you are correct, or maybe it was not a dream in which to be interpreted but of actual soon to come events.

I mean, I was not into any of this prior to that experience. I did not follow anything conspiracy-laden, and took the mainstream news as the standard.

That experience showed me that God did exist. Not the being I interacted with, as he referred to himself as the King.

The first interaction is when I interacted with God. God was showing me answers that I sought.

I have read all the religious texts that I could get my hands on, since then.

I believe that we are going to see the end times prophecies, including the return of Christ in the next few months.

You know what full disclosure is. It's not what you think. And the public has been so conditioned to landing on the moon and infinite universe and aliens so forget about it. Only the chosen are allowed to know. I guess. So put it to bed. BTW - Here's how it went down. The truth was finally scientifically verified in the 50's. Eisenhower was president.He convened many people about what to do. What to tell the public. The truth. Or the lie. To his credit he wanted to tell the truth. Because he was an honest and noble man. That's for sure. The scientists were distraught about what they discovered. Think about that. It wasn't that we discovered or encountered aliens. It was that they discovered the truth. Do you know the truth? It's in the bible. It's painted across all religious paintings of cosmology recollection. And it's always the same. Nothing new under the sun. Whew.

Try not to be scared.