IslandMix

i was a sleep

the first thing i heard was music

hauntingly serious, in another language

it reminded me of old monk chants, there were many voices, a strange harmony... beautiful and yet bone chilling. i wish i could remember or describe it better


then the blackness of vision cleared and i looked at a globe of fire

an entire planet pulsating in continual consumption

i was moving towards it rapidly

the groun d was dark brownish red and was burning, deep fissures spewed forth fire.

there was wind, and dust, but mostly the sound of burning and wind moving fast. and over all this, the weird human singing...

there were bodies on the ground, greyish black. most of them were not moving. some were shaking a little

afew looked like they were praying.. others were crawling


the ones that were visibly moving were moving towards this building in the distance

there were many of these dark, massive structures accross the landscape

my next vision was one from inside the building

the singing was louder

many people were huddled inside these buildings...

it was a cathedral

i dont know if they had built them or if god had placed them there


when i woke up i had the feeling that the cathedrals were made of human bodies. and that a soul would volunteer to be part of the living shelter from the barren blaze for say 1000 years or so, then being allowed inside to sing praises and pleads to jesus...

anyway, this idea came as i was waking up...

when i was actually expereinceing the vision, i was just struck by the music, and all of a sudden (the only funny part of the dream) subtitles appeared, and i could understand the singing

my assumptions were right, i was in hell, and this was a monestary in hell, and these people were praying to their precious lord. they were lamenting their sinfulness, and ruminating over how easy it would have been to live for christ when they had their chance... m,ostly the lyrics were singing about the beauty of salvation and the precious lord jesus.... sometimes the lyrics were tongue in cheek lipo service praises, as if they were still somewhat angry at god, but most of them were sincere, many of them were asking jesus to turn an eye towards hell, and reconsider the duration of torment.

a few of the people in the monestary were looking out the windows into the orange inferno. i could see the shapes of people struggling to make it to the monestary. there wasnt enough room, so people were preparing to leave in order to let newcommers in.

and then i woke up...