Opmmur
Time Travel Professor
Man’s trip to Heaven story going viral!!!
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Part #1
This man’s incredible testimony of a trip to Heaven and visit with Jesus was just made public in recent weeks. This has been going viral on prophecy websites. This is the real deal, quite worth the read.
DREAM / VISION / EXPERIENCE
I was raised an atheist, utterly godless. Not even agnostic. No gods, fairies, Santa’s or bunnies. Believed nothing at all. I saw all the trouble and confusion it caused and wanted nothing to do with it. I see Christians always fighting and debating and being hypocrites all the time. I see new agers not really having a clue what it is they actually believe in and going in circles. I see all the other religions all banging their head on a wall but achieving nothing but headaches. I wanted no part in it and still don’t.
But I had a dream / vision when I was 15 that changed my life, but it was not until about a year ago it took effect and according to the dream it will not be until after tomorrow (28 December 2012), when I turn 44, that it finds fulfillment.
I was 15…still a kid but wondering what it was all about, seeing as everything was so totally pointless and without a reason or a goal. Being an atheist is the most pointless life one can live, so empty of purpose or meaning and, like all kids, I needed purpose and meaning. So the dream./ vision…
It was September the 28th 1984….a day I will never forget because its the day my life was taken right OUT of my hands, and I realized that none of us really have a choice…only a will directed by the one who makes the choices. I remember so clearly sitting on my bed that night, looking out the window at the stars wondering why they were there, what purpose they served, if any at all. I remember asking the same thing of myself – what was my purpose? Did I have a purpose? Or was it all pointless.. An illusion.. Meaningless and dead?
That night I lay down on my bed still wondering what it was all about and I had a dream….or a vision… not sure which but it was incredibly vivid. I was there – could feel.. Hear.. Smell….
Where was I? (Keep in mind up UNTIL that point I had never even looked into a Bible or any religious book, so what I saw was not previously planted in there). One moment I was on my bed in a half awake half sleep state, a trance you might call it, that zone you are in where you are still aware but also not aware. I found myself about 200 meters in the air…an air that was NOT air as we know it. I looked around in shock. I was there. This was no dream. I panicked at first cause I thought I was dead and for all I know.. I was.
After adjusting to this “shock,” I was able to look around me. Where I was and what I saw. Spreading around me in every direction to a horizon that just was not there was THE most incredible landscape I have ever seen. No majestic scene on earth comes close to this. Awesome! The SCOPE of it… endless… And solid and real. Vast jungles.. Parks.. Majestic mighty mountains.. Oceans the size of earth itself.. And lakes as big as oceans. Waterfalls a hundred kilometres high! Mighty rivers packed with life.. Crystal clear. The trees…small and great.. Colorful.. Detailed.. Each one unique and some full of flowers of colors vivid and bright… Some full of fruit of weird shapes and hue. ALL was alive.. In a life that was LIFE.. Not just living things.. But LIVING beings. They were not just alive. They WERE life in its essence. Each leaf.. Blade of grass.. Creature and fish.. Bird and reptile.. Were not JUST alive! Its’ like they WERE EMANATING life.
This mighty and majestic landscape went on and on. What I thought were small hills in the distance turned out to be mighty mountain ranges that make the Himalayas look like a badly thought up joke in comparison. The waterfall immediately to my left upon arrival there…WOW! It was (I later found out) over 300 kilometres from where I floated and even at that distance it was so utterly magnificent…rising up and up.. Above eye level.. Like looking UP at a river. It descended down the side of a “small” (compared to some of the other mountains there) 100 kilometres high cliff face…falling.. Cascading.. Majestic.. And throwing of rainbows in its mighty mist…
I could go on and on about the details.. But I am going to stick with the main part…and that is.. WHO was standing “or floating” there beside me.. Who, until that moment, I had not noticed. I turned to my right and…wow…there was this bloke Who I immediately KNEW was The Creator of all I saw! I didn’t know His name. I just KNEW HE was responsible for it all. He was about 6 foot…medium build.. strong.. yet supple. He had an air of authority about Him, like a mighty fighter Who could whip anyone but with ease and KNEW it but was humble and gentle and didn’t brag about it. His hair was white but not from age.. more of a symbol of purity kind of white like a judge would wear a white wig as a symbol. But this hair was no wig. It was His own. He wore a sort of robe, not ancient yet not modern, like a royal robe of state. Across His chest from right shoulder to left hip was a red/purple sash about 6 inches wide, interwoven with gold threads. The robe went to just above His ankles. He had sandals on but not ancient looking, more of a modern look. But in looking there.. at His feet…I saw holes in them. Then, with a shock, I saw His hands. They, too, had holes in them.. just at the ends of His wrists.. each hole about half an inch wide. There was no blood and the wounds were not festy or horrible. They were worn like a status symbol.. a mark.. more than an annoying wound. I had the urge to kneel.. but realized I didn’t have a body to kneel with, so I just looked at Him KNOWING He could read every thought and knew my intent was to kneel if only I could have.
He knew. He just smiled at me.. joy glittering in His eyes.. eyes.. so.. blue.. gold.. green…all colors.. fire.. eyes of fire.. like an opal of magnificent brilliance. He seemed to radiate a real.. friendliness.. happiness.. total peace.. Yet utter and mighty authority. You felt at ease with Him.. yet so humbled as well. I finally said to him (Well.. I thought it)….”You are God?” He said simply…”(I AM)” I thought to myself “This can’t be real.. there IS no “God”… I am imagining all this.. I MUST be…” He smiled even broader.. if that were possible.. like He was amused at my simple yet certain belief in nothing. It was not a snide enjoyment He was feeling. It was more like you would smile at a toddler who said something cute. He said, knowing my turmoil and thoughts, “Come.. let Me show you your destiny” as we started moving through this “air” that was not air…gliding off at about 60 k an hour it seemed. I was able to measure the speed we were moving because we floated over a sort of highway with trees planted at regular intervals along it. It was a twin highway, divided in two by a river. The river was about 40 meters across.. clear as crystal.. pure and so inviting. I had the urge to go and swim in it for some reason even though I didn’t actually have a solid body.
The highway was about 15 meters across on each side of the river and spaced about 200 meters apart were bridges. There were people down there below us… ordinary people… some dressed in modern garb, some in robes like togas, some wearing nothing but light – if that’s possible. All were people. They looked to be about 25 or so.. healthy.. Vibrant.. solid and real. I saw children as well playing in the river, laughing and jumping off the bridges into the water. Laughter, lots of laughter and joy. It seemed to permeate this amazing place. Here and there among the people I saw beings – LIKE people but different, taller…powerful.. yet gentle, talking to people.. walking with them.
Some carried books and other things. They seemed to be instructing and also being instructed, like they were learning as well. These, as it turns out, were angels and NO! They DID NOT have wings!
I saw benches.. tables.. set along the river under the trees. People and beings alike would sit and talk.. smiling.. laughing.. some in deep thought or conversation, some being light-hearted, some being serious like they were contemplating some new revelation they had just stumbled upon. In all it was a very busy yet very relaxed scene.
The trees themselves were amazing. Mighty branches spreading out in majestic awnings of life over the river and the benches below. I saw fruit in the trees.. gold.. green.. orange.. purple.. blue.. all sorts of colors. People were picking the fruit here and there and casually eating it, like it was just the “done” thing and there were no scraps. There were no pips or skins left over.
People looked up at us as we passed overhead. They waved and smiled at BOTH of us. Yes! I was very visible to them. I was not sure how to wave back because I had no body to wave with. “Jesus” or “Yeshuah” or whatever you want to call Him waved back.. smiling.. laughing.. Joyful and at peace with His creatures.
I looked out beyond to what was ahead of us. I saw fields stretching on and on and on. I saw lights dotted here and there over these fields. I asked Jesus “What are those lights?“ He said “They are cities or towns, dwellings and hubs of commerce.” “Commerce” I thought? Of what USE is commerce in this place? He just looked at me and smiled and said “You will know in time. See! There is our destination!” He said pointing directly to the end of the highway.
I looked way way ahead. Seemed like thousands of k’s into the far distance. There was a bright light, like a brilliant sunrise, multi-hued, radiating colors beyond description, and the music…you could FEEL the music coming from it. It was every where yet I was not actually conscious of it till I concentrated on it. Harmony.. pure harmony.. Rising from one stanza to the next to reach a crescendo, only to fade out into the next phase, ever building to a climax but never reaching it. Music without beat.. without end.. timeless.. eternal.. pure. I was STUNNED. Nothing on earth was anything like this music of color blended with sound. Had I had a body I would have exploded in sheer joy at just five seconds of exposure to this eternal symphony. I was surrounded by it from the moment I arrived, but not until THIS moment had I actually put my focus on it. I was hooked.
I said (or thought) in stunned amazement ”WHAT is THAT?” HE smiled and said simply “THAT is the capital where My Father dwells and where we are now going,” so on we went. He was talking to me the whole time but I was not really paying attention. I was utterly wrapped up with where we were heading, trying to lose myself in the eternal song. I wanted to BE the song, to join with it but, try as I might, I could not quite grasp the flow of it. It changed from one moment to the next, always ascending into a new and unique stanza and just when I thought I “had” it and was about to hum along with it, it would blend and change into something new and no two stanzas EVER repeated. Each was unique.. each a masterpiece.. each never to be heard again as ever new stanzas were created and blended into the whole.. always building.. always growing.. always new.. always utterly without description.
He kept speaking to me, telling me of events to come in my life, main points and turnings in my life ahead. I was half aware of what He was saying, but He knew I was lost in the song and this was why He waited until I was lost in the song to tell me because everything He told me about my life ahead was forgotten on my conscious level, like a half remembered dream. But, as each event actually took place in my life, the memory would surface like a vivid Déjà vu, and it would all be clear and I would KNOW this event.. good or bad.. was ALL part of the plan. We travelled for what seemed like days…or hours.. or minutes. It’s hard to tell time in a place that has no time. He laid out my entire life before me from conception to birth, to the present (that moment when I was 15) to the very end, which is only a few years away now, going by the events and their sequence.
Tomorrow I turn 44 (28 December 2012). THAT year is PIVOTAL for me (AND for the world as a whole). As to why?? Well, it’s something He said when we reached the capital. I will get to that soon because I want to describe the capital. Its’ AWESOME and one heck of a work of master building and insane architecture (insane as in AWESOME.. not crazy). As we drew closer, the music did not get “louder.” It was at the same volume no matter where you were, but the light display that accompanied it grew ever more brilliant. The colors would flow with the music. Each wave of scintillating fire.. color fire…wove through the sounds as they emanated from the centre like an explosion of choreographed fireworks accompanying the music. The sounds were the colors and the colors were the source of the sound. The centre where the brilliance emanated from still seemed hundreds of kilometres away…still set on this impossible horizon that was not a horizon… and at this point we reached the outskirts of the main capital, and WOW!
I saw the first buildings. Modest really. Reasonably “simple” compared with what I saw further in. But even these “simple” structures put to shame anything on earth. Take your basic hovel there for example…the LOWEST of the simple buildings. I focused upon one in particular just to burn into my memory what the LEAST of the creative powers of the Master Builder was capable of. It was about the size of your average house here on earth. It was constructed of pure elements. There were no bricks or mortar, no alloys or mixtures. Each part of that building was pure element. For example…the windows.. framed with a rich ebony like substance, shot through with gold veins. Each pane was what LOOKED like pure diamond or crystal. The walls of the house were like a sort of moonstone.. opaque.. yet solid. Light flowed in and through the walls themselves like a fibre optic cable in actual application. The light was taken from all around and magnified throughout the house. The windows would break the light into amazing colors and decorate the interior with rainbows of fantastic hue. Then the walls would absorb and magnify the light and sent it streaming outward to the house next to it, and the process would repeat along each house.. all sharing this amazing visual display and amplifying it to its peak only to send it along again to the next dwelling.. and the next…
I was utterly flabbergasted! WHAT a design! And the mind Who thought up this amazing idea of optical brilliance must be unfathomable. I looked at the Creator there next to me, amazed at how brilliant He was that even the “simplest” of His building designs were thousands of light years beyond the most brilliant minds of earth. I saw Him with an ever increasing respect and awe. He just looked at me and smiled again, enjoying the moment like you would enjoy the look on your child’s face as he sees with awe something his father had spent time and effort on constructing JUST for you…a sort of pride of workmanship, satisfaction in a job well done.
Yes! He enjoyed making all these constructs. He really enjoys creating things, and loves to challenge Himself in each one’s uniqueness from the next, and each one’s amazing simple complexity. He IS an artist without compare and, keep in mind, this was just one of His “SIMPLE” designs. There was far more amazing things ahead as we headed towards the centre of the capital. I took my focus then off this one house and noticed with awe.. again.. HOW the “suburbs” were designed. No two houses were the same. Each had it own unique design and yet each and every house, some close to others, some farther apart, each one when seen from the air as we were fit into a grander pattern.
Have you aver seen a fractal? Design and structure without end? It was like that. The suburbs were woven into an ever expanding pattern of extreme order and no two streets or houses were the same, but all fit together into an amazing grand work of art. The very colors of the houses… silver.. gold.. platinum.. marble of all hues.. Ebony.. copper.. crystal.. diamond.. amethyst.. citrine.. even a sort of purple metal that I could not name all wove together to form an amazing tapestry of design. Some single storey. Some double. Some triple. And these were just the OUTER MOST buildings…the “simple” ones. And the light flowing through each house from house to house flowed from the centre. The storm of ordered colour and sound flowing throughout the houses in an ever changing spiral of amazing complexity, lighting up the entire scene in a kaleidoscope of utter amazement.
I simply could not grasp it all. I looked at my Creator again with awe, and He just enjoyed the moment. He even pointed out some unique parts of the design, like the way the river we had been following all this time was woven into the suburbs in vast spirals…interwoven waterways, each house having a small part of this river flowing near or through or under it feeding the whole. The main river flowed on ahead surrounded by the most majestic landscaping I have ever seen.. parks.. fountains.. groves of trees planted in amazing patterns.. according to size and color.. all woven around the river which was the main theme.. all flowed from the river.. and the river flowed from….. well.. the THRONE.
/alternative/2013/02/mans-trip-to-heaven-story-going-viral-2571498.html
Part #1
This man’s incredible testimony of a trip to Heaven and visit with Jesus was just made public in recent weeks. This has been going viral on prophecy websites. This is the real deal, quite worth the read.
DREAM / VISION / EXPERIENCE
I was raised an atheist, utterly godless. Not even agnostic. No gods, fairies, Santa’s or bunnies. Believed nothing at all. I saw all the trouble and confusion it caused and wanted nothing to do with it. I see Christians always fighting and debating and being hypocrites all the time. I see new agers not really having a clue what it is they actually believe in and going in circles. I see all the other religions all banging their head on a wall but achieving nothing but headaches. I wanted no part in it and still don’t.
But I had a dream / vision when I was 15 that changed my life, but it was not until about a year ago it took effect and according to the dream it will not be until after tomorrow (28 December 2012), when I turn 44, that it finds fulfillment.
I was 15…still a kid but wondering what it was all about, seeing as everything was so totally pointless and without a reason or a goal. Being an atheist is the most pointless life one can live, so empty of purpose or meaning and, like all kids, I needed purpose and meaning. So the dream./ vision…
It was September the 28th 1984….a day I will never forget because its the day my life was taken right OUT of my hands, and I realized that none of us really have a choice…only a will directed by the one who makes the choices. I remember so clearly sitting on my bed that night, looking out the window at the stars wondering why they were there, what purpose they served, if any at all. I remember asking the same thing of myself – what was my purpose? Did I have a purpose? Or was it all pointless.. An illusion.. Meaningless and dead?
That night I lay down on my bed still wondering what it was all about and I had a dream….or a vision… not sure which but it was incredibly vivid. I was there – could feel.. Hear.. Smell….
Where was I? (Keep in mind up UNTIL that point I had never even looked into a Bible or any religious book, so what I saw was not previously planted in there). One moment I was on my bed in a half awake half sleep state, a trance you might call it, that zone you are in where you are still aware but also not aware. I found myself about 200 meters in the air…an air that was NOT air as we know it. I looked around in shock. I was there. This was no dream. I panicked at first cause I thought I was dead and for all I know.. I was.
After adjusting to this “shock,” I was able to look around me. Where I was and what I saw. Spreading around me in every direction to a horizon that just was not there was THE most incredible landscape I have ever seen. No majestic scene on earth comes close to this. Awesome! The SCOPE of it… endless… And solid and real. Vast jungles.. Parks.. Majestic mighty mountains.. Oceans the size of earth itself.. And lakes as big as oceans. Waterfalls a hundred kilometres high! Mighty rivers packed with life.. Crystal clear. The trees…small and great.. Colorful.. Detailed.. Each one unique and some full of flowers of colors vivid and bright… Some full of fruit of weird shapes and hue. ALL was alive.. In a life that was LIFE.. Not just living things.. But LIVING beings. They were not just alive. They WERE life in its essence. Each leaf.. Blade of grass.. Creature and fish.. Bird and reptile.. Were not JUST alive! Its’ like they WERE EMANATING life.
This mighty and majestic landscape went on and on. What I thought were small hills in the distance turned out to be mighty mountain ranges that make the Himalayas look like a badly thought up joke in comparison. The waterfall immediately to my left upon arrival there…WOW! It was (I later found out) over 300 kilometres from where I floated and even at that distance it was so utterly magnificent…rising up and up.. Above eye level.. Like looking UP at a river. It descended down the side of a “small” (compared to some of the other mountains there) 100 kilometres high cliff face…falling.. Cascading.. Majestic.. And throwing of rainbows in its mighty mist…
I could go on and on about the details.. But I am going to stick with the main part…and that is.. WHO was standing “or floating” there beside me.. Who, until that moment, I had not noticed. I turned to my right and…wow…there was this bloke Who I immediately KNEW was The Creator of all I saw! I didn’t know His name. I just KNEW HE was responsible for it all. He was about 6 foot…medium build.. strong.. yet supple. He had an air of authority about Him, like a mighty fighter Who could whip anyone but with ease and KNEW it but was humble and gentle and didn’t brag about it. His hair was white but not from age.. more of a symbol of purity kind of white like a judge would wear a white wig as a symbol. But this hair was no wig. It was His own. He wore a sort of robe, not ancient yet not modern, like a royal robe of state. Across His chest from right shoulder to left hip was a red/purple sash about 6 inches wide, interwoven with gold threads. The robe went to just above His ankles. He had sandals on but not ancient looking, more of a modern look. But in looking there.. at His feet…I saw holes in them. Then, with a shock, I saw His hands. They, too, had holes in them.. just at the ends of His wrists.. each hole about half an inch wide. There was no blood and the wounds were not festy or horrible. They were worn like a status symbol.. a mark.. more than an annoying wound. I had the urge to kneel.. but realized I didn’t have a body to kneel with, so I just looked at Him KNOWING He could read every thought and knew my intent was to kneel if only I could have.
He knew. He just smiled at me.. joy glittering in His eyes.. eyes.. so.. blue.. gold.. green…all colors.. fire.. eyes of fire.. like an opal of magnificent brilliance. He seemed to radiate a real.. friendliness.. happiness.. total peace.. Yet utter and mighty authority. You felt at ease with Him.. yet so humbled as well. I finally said to him (Well.. I thought it)….”You are God?” He said simply…”(I AM)” I thought to myself “This can’t be real.. there IS no “God”… I am imagining all this.. I MUST be…” He smiled even broader.. if that were possible.. like He was amused at my simple yet certain belief in nothing. It was not a snide enjoyment He was feeling. It was more like you would smile at a toddler who said something cute. He said, knowing my turmoil and thoughts, “Come.. let Me show you your destiny” as we started moving through this “air” that was not air…gliding off at about 60 k an hour it seemed. I was able to measure the speed we were moving because we floated over a sort of highway with trees planted at regular intervals along it. It was a twin highway, divided in two by a river. The river was about 40 meters across.. clear as crystal.. pure and so inviting. I had the urge to go and swim in it for some reason even though I didn’t actually have a solid body.
The highway was about 15 meters across on each side of the river and spaced about 200 meters apart were bridges. There were people down there below us… ordinary people… some dressed in modern garb, some in robes like togas, some wearing nothing but light – if that’s possible. All were people. They looked to be about 25 or so.. healthy.. Vibrant.. solid and real. I saw children as well playing in the river, laughing and jumping off the bridges into the water. Laughter, lots of laughter and joy. It seemed to permeate this amazing place. Here and there among the people I saw beings – LIKE people but different, taller…powerful.. yet gentle, talking to people.. walking with them.
Some carried books and other things. They seemed to be instructing and also being instructed, like they were learning as well. These, as it turns out, were angels and NO! They DID NOT have wings!
I saw benches.. tables.. set along the river under the trees. People and beings alike would sit and talk.. smiling.. laughing.. some in deep thought or conversation, some being light-hearted, some being serious like they were contemplating some new revelation they had just stumbled upon. In all it was a very busy yet very relaxed scene.
The trees themselves were amazing. Mighty branches spreading out in majestic awnings of life over the river and the benches below. I saw fruit in the trees.. gold.. green.. orange.. purple.. blue.. all sorts of colors. People were picking the fruit here and there and casually eating it, like it was just the “done” thing and there were no scraps. There were no pips or skins left over.
People looked up at us as we passed overhead. They waved and smiled at BOTH of us. Yes! I was very visible to them. I was not sure how to wave back because I had no body to wave with. “Jesus” or “Yeshuah” or whatever you want to call Him waved back.. smiling.. laughing.. Joyful and at peace with His creatures.
I looked out beyond to what was ahead of us. I saw fields stretching on and on and on. I saw lights dotted here and there over these fields. I asked Jesus “What are those lights?“ He said “They are cities or towns, dwellings and hubs of commerce.” “Commerce” I thought? Of what USE is commerce in this place? He just looked at me and smiled and said “You will know in time. See! There is our destination!” He said pointing directly to the end of the highway.
I looked way way ahead. Seemed like thousands of k’s into the far distance. There was a bright light, like a brilliant sunrise, multi-hued, radiating colors beyond description, and the music…you could FEEL the music coming from it. It was every where yet I was not actually conscious of it till I concentrated on it. Harmony.. pure harmony.. Rising from one stanza to the next to reach a crescendo, only to fade out into the next phase, ever building to a climax but never reaching it. Music without beat.. without end.. timeless.. eternal.. pure. I was STUNNED. Nothing on earth was anything like this music of color blended with sound. Had I had a body I would have exploded in sheer joy at just five seconds of exposure to this eternal symphony. I was surrounded by it from the moment I arrived, but not until THIS moment had I actually put my focus on it. I was hooked.
I said (or thought) in stunned amazement ”WHAT is THAT?” HE smiled and said simply “THAT is the capital where My Father dwells and where we are now going,” so on we went. He was talking to me the whole time but I was not really paying attention. I was utterly wrapped up with where we were heading, trying to lose myself in the eternal song. I wanted to BE the song, to join with it but, try as I might, I could not quite grasp the flow of it. It changed from one moment to the next, always ascending into a new and unique stanza and just when I thought I “had” it and was about to hum along with it, it would blend and change into something new and no two stanzas EVER repeated. Each was unique.. each a masterpiece.. each never to be heard again as ever new stanzas were created and blended into the whole.. always building.. always growing.. always new.. always utterly without description.
He kept speaking to me, telling me of events to come in my life, main points and turnings in my life ahead. I was half aware of what He was saying, but He knew I was lost in the song and this was why He waited until I was lost in the song to tell me because everything He told me about my life ahead was forgotten on my conscious level, like a half remembered dream. But, as each event actually took place in my life, the memory would surface like a vivid Déjà vu, and it would all be clear and I would KNOW this event.. good or bad.. was ALL part of the plan. We travelled for what seemed like days…or hours.. or minutes. It’s hard to tell time in a place that has no time. He laid out my entire life before me from conception to birth, to the present (that moment when I was 15) to the very end, which is only a few years away now, going by the events and their sequence.
Tomorrow I turn 44 (28 December 2012). THAT year is PIVOTAL for me (AND for the world as a whole). As to why?? Well, it’s something He said when we reached the capital. I will get to that soon because I want to describe the capital. Its’ AWESOME and one heck of a work of master building and insane architecture (insane as in AWESOME.. not crazy). As we drew closer, the music did not get “louder.” It was at the same volume no matter where you were, but the light display that accompanied it grew ever more brilliant. The colors would flow with the music. Each wave of scintillating fire.. color fire…wove through the sounds as they emanated from the centre like an explosion of choreographed fireworks accompanying the music. The sounds were the colors and the colors were the source of the sound. The centre where the brilliance emanated from still seemed hundreds of kilometres away…still set on this impossible horizon that was not a horizon… and at this point we reached the outskirts of the main capital, and WOW!
I saw the first buildings. Modest really. Reasonably “simple” compared with what I saw further in. But even these “simple” structures put to shame anything on earth. Take your basic hovel there for example…the LOWEST of the simple buildings. I focused upon one in particular just to burn into my memory what the LEAST of the creative powers of the Master Builder was capable of. It was about the size of your average house here on earth. It was constructed of pure elements. There were no bricks or mortar, no alloys or mixtures. Each part of that building was pure element. For example…the windows.. framed with a rich ebony like substance, shot through with gold veins. Each pane was what LOOKED like pure diamond or crystal. The walls of the house were like a sort of moonstone.. opaque.. yet solid. Light flowed in and through the walls themselves like a fibre optic cable in actual application. The light was taken from all around and magnified throughout the house. The windows would break the light into amazing colors and decorate the interior with rainbows of fantastic hue. Then the walls would absorb and magnify the light and sent it streaming outward to the house next to it, and the process would repeat along each house.. all sharing this amazing visual display and amplifying it to its peak only to send it along again to the next dwelling.. and the next…
I was utterly flabbergasted! WHAT a design! And the mind Who thought up this amazing idea of optical brilliance must be unfathomable. I looked at the Creator there next to me, amazed at how brilliant He was that even the “simplest” of His building designs were thousands of light years beyond the most brilliant minds of earth. I saw Him with an ever increasing respect and awe. He just looked at me and smiled again, enjoying the moment like you would enjoy the look on your child’s face as he sees with awe something his father had spent time and effort on constructing JUST for you…a sort of pride of workmanship, satisfaction in a job well done.
Yes! He enjoyed making all these constructs. He really enjoys creating things, and loves to challenge Himself in each one’s uniqueness from the next, and each one’s amazing simple complexity. He IS an artist without compare and, keep in mind, this was just one of His “SIMPLE” designs. There was far more amazing things ahead as we headed towards the centre of the capital. I took my focus then off this one house and noticed with awe.. again.. HOW the “suburbs” were designed. No two houses were the same. Each had it own unique design and yet each and every house, some close to others, some farther apart, each one when seen from the air as we were fit into a grander pattern.
Have you aver seen a fractal? Design and structure without end? It was like that. The suburbs were woven into an ever expanding pattern of extreme order and no two streets or houses were the same, but all fit together into an amazing grand work of art. The very colors of the houses… silver.. gold.. platinum.. marble of all hues.. Ebony.. copper.. crystal.. diamond.. amethyst.. citrine.. even a sort of purple metal that I could not name all wove together to form an amazing tapestry of design. Some single storey. Some double. Some triple. And these were just the OUTER MOST buildings…the “simple” ones. And the light flowing through each house from house to house flowed from the centre. The storm of ordered colour and sound flowing throughout the houses in an ever changing spiral of amazing complexity, lighting up the entire scene in a kaleidoscope of utter amazement.
I simply could not grasp it all. I looked at my Creator again with awe, and He just enjoyed the moment. He even pointed out some unique parts of the design, like the way the river we had been following all this time was woven into the suburbs in vast spirals…interwoven waterways, each house having a small part of this river flowing near or through or under it feeding the whole. The main river flowed on ahead surrounded by the most majestic landscaping I have ever seen.. parks.. fountains.. groves of trees planted in amazing patterns.. according to size and color.. all woven around the river which was the main theme.. all flowed from the river.. and the river flowed from….. well.. the THRONE.
