The Withering Man

I do not talk about hell much, but the lord has allowed me to see it many times before. I recently felt the Lord tell me to start sharing about the people, and the demons who stay there. It is very difficult to see and sometimes to sleep when I visit there. Everything in hell is real, just as real as heaven is. Yet in hell there is loneliness, pain, suffering, and there is no one to deliver you. I will tell you the story of a man bathed in fire, his words I heard him speak as his humanity faded away. My goal in sharing this is that you would know, that there is a reward for darkness and that is death. Darkness only leads you away from God, but please if you want to know Jesus, contact me and I will pray with you. He paid the price for you to enter into eternity with him. He loves you! Jesus is ready to be your Lord and savior.

On August the 11, in a blink, I was floating in an ocean of fire. The stench of rotting flesh was so nauseating that I felt like I was about to vomit at any moment. The flames began to rise to welcome those who were being thrown in the sea like a garbage dumbed into a trash heap. I saw so many helpless people thrown away—worthless and unwanted. As the flames grabbed them and bound them to fire, there were horrific screams rising up into the dark, demented sky. The demons of the ground laughed at them and then readied the next group to come. My attention was then drawn to large demons of the sea of fire who came up to the surface and pulled the people under ripping them apart. The fires were greedy for more, they wanted more!

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At that moment, I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder. I Turned to see a golden spirit whose face was hidden by glory. He told me, “I have brought you hear to listen to a man who still has his mind. The mind decays here and soon he will become like the demons who torment him. I want you to hear his words.” This spirit, who is none other than Holy Spirit, gave me a golden rope to hold onto as we sank deep into the fire below. I saw so many bodies, down at the depths of the sea. The screams were deafening. I saw mindless people acting like demons. “You become like who you serve Micah.” The Holy Spirit told me, “They will begin to torture themselves if the demons do not come.”

As we lowered to the bottom of the Lake of Fire, I saw the heads of humans buried into the ground. The gigantic demons, who had ripped each human apart, left them their to be trampled over. There was a tragic moan coming from them which gave me the feeling of sinking into great despair. As we walked on top of the heads, we came to a man who was decaying. He saw me and reached, but he could not touch me. His eyes were rotting and his skin was hanging off his body. He reminded me of a horror movie! His cheeks were sick and his hands were withering. I could see that some of his mind was left. He mumbled something but I could not hear him. Until I stood to face of him, I could faintly hear his words:

“Listen to the words of hell Micah. The Withering Man,” The Holy Spirit said.

The Withering Man
How has it come to me
Darkness welcomes me
I am withering away as demons
A Demon, I am like a demon
No one will come for me
No one will help me
I am like a demon
Fire is my food
Death is my water to drink
I once new life
I once walked in my pride
Now I am like a demon
Rotting trash of the dead

When he had finished this, I saw his mind slip away—his humanity gone forever. I turned to the Holy Spirit because my heart was breaking and I wanted to go home but he said to me, “Humanity is a gift from God and the last to go in hell. You will become like the one you served on the earth. This man is dead now like the rest of these. He will continue to die and become like his god.” I turned back to the withering man and watched him become tortured by demons biting him. A great monster of the sea arose from the ground and maliciously sneered at the man. It was his god who now owned this man.

Holy Spirit lifted me up from the sea of fire back into my bedroom and he gave me this warning, “There is no life in sin Micah. No promise of joy, no promise of value or worth. Sin leads to death and to all who do not know him, receive Jesus now for his blood has washed away every sin. To those who call good evil and evil good beware of the snare of a cold heart. Hell is real Micah and so is the Love of Jesus Christ.”