Ch. 16: “…And then it still ain’t over”…

By admin On December 8th, 2012

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“HERE’S A LITTLE RIDDLE!

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Here’s a little riddle I heard years ago, when just a boy.

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It goes something like this…“Pretend that you’re locked inside of a prison cell. This prison cell is made out of very thick and solid iron. And this iron prison cell has not one window, nor even a door! The warden of the prison can’t hear you, and frankly, doesn’t even want to hear you! He actually wants you to remain there forever!”

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Now the question is this: “How do you get out?” (Remember, there’s no windows or doors.) And no, it’s not the answer that I heard to this riddle as a boy, “You run around in circles till you wear yourself out!”

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No, this is a serious question. Because there are many people who are actually in such an iron prison-cell, of one kind or another. And they feel as if their situation is hopeless.

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Well, if you read this article, you will find the answer to this riddle. Because on this fateful morning I was in such a prison cell. And to top it off, I was looking to do hard time in the Devil’s Prison…Hell!!!!!! And there was gonna be NO parole for good behavior in the Devil’s prison! The Judge had handed down my jail sentence of life+eternity! In hell-fire! In eternal torment! For ever and ever and ever and ever and ever……..And the jailer of that prison-house couldn’t care less about my happiness! His only desire was to make me to suffer as intensely as he possibly could!

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CHAPTER 16:

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“…AND THEN IT STILL AIN’T OVER!”

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THE NEXT MORNING…COMPLETE DEFEAT…

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In theUnit 3600 Judgment Day RX-7 morning, I lay in the ash-heap of defeat! My life as empty as my lock-down room! I miserably lost this chess-game with the Devil! A complete failure! Humanity was doomed! All was hopeless on this cold, cold day in December!

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The representatives (the few still remaining) were getting ready for discharge, it seemed. The “Shah” was probably in the Intensive Care Unit by now (or so I thought). But the Ayatollah was still on TV, looking as strong and defiant as ever! The 52 hostages were still being held captive. All four of my suicide attempts were miserable failures (2 swan-dives to the hard floor, 1 scissors to the brain, & 1 self-drowning in the toilet (which the spirit promised to keep my head under water till I was dead)).

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HEAVEN AS BRASS

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And as for God, well, He was nowhere to be found! He was far, far, away! And Heaven had brass doors! Nothing could penetrate those thick gates of hard cold brass! Nothing! Certainly not my prayers! Maybe someone else’s prayers. But not mine! At least, that’s how it seemed at the moment. It was like this following Bible passage…

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“The LORD shall send upon thee cursing, vexation, and rebuke…And thy Heaven that is over thy head shall be brass, and the earth that is under thee shall be iron.” Leviticus 28:20, 23

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Yes, the earth under me was like iron, and the Heaven above was as brass over me! Hell was my destination! Death was the vehicle that would take me there! The Angel of Mercy had taken flight! And the angels of Hell were ready to usher me out of this world, down, down, down, to my final reward!

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Words cannot describe the abject terror and utter hopelessness which were crushing me at this moment!

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Unit 3600 Judgment Day RX-7 – inspired by Munch Painting, ‘The Scream of Nature’

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EVEN AN ATHEIST HAS UNBELIEF TO COMFORT HIM (OR HER)!

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At least an atheist has his disbelief of the Bible and his self-deception (plus a bottle or bag of forgetfulness) to keep his sanity in tact for one more day! An eternity of nothingness would be a blessing compared to an eternity of fiery punishment under the ruler of Hell, “The Angel of the Bottomless Pit!” (Revelation 9:11)

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Of course, atheists will one Day discover our atheism was only just a lie, perpetuated by the Father of Lies, i.e., the Devil (Satan)! But for the time-being, he (an atheist) can merely eat, drink, drop, or smoke himself into a fog, to try to forget about his (or her) inevitable date with that infamous one, The Grim Reaper, also called, “Death”!

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But now, but now…this ex-atheist was destined to dance with The Devil! Or maybe I should rather say, The Devil was destined to dance on top of me! Like this picture to the right!

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I was truly locked in an iron room with no doors or windows! There was no way out! An eternity of hell-fire was my punishment; and all Hell’s guests eagerly awaited my arrival! This was their only joy: to welcome one more miserably wretched sinner, to share in their eternal agony and suffering!

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Hell’s Torment and Tormentor – Wikipedia – public domain

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https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Clinton_09.jpg?uselang=eo“I’M SO LONESOME, I COULD CRY”

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I’M SO TERRIFIED THAT I WILL FRY!

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Yeah, ol’ Hank was right, of course! That “midnight train”, indeed, was “whining low!” But I wasn’t “so lonesome I could cry!” No! At this very fateful moment, I was so terrified that I could break into little pieces…like an icicle hitting the hard floor!

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But as I said, that midnight train was pulling into the station. And there was one empty seat….with my name on it!

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The conductor driving this train was that infamous Grim Reaper! And his fiery, lazar-like eyes were, no doubt, darting straight in my direction! Piercing though the Stygian blackness of my hopeless fate! And he was, no doubt, grinning from ear-to-ear, at the prospects of snatching away another miserably lost soul…casting it mercilessly down, down, down; down deep into that fiery Inferno somewhere in the Land of Forgetfulness, that bottomless hole of no hope. The Place of No Return! HELL!!!

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Listen to this horrible sentence upon unbelievers…“The same (those with the Beast’s mark) shall drink of the wine of the wrath of God, which is poured out without mixture into the cup of his indignation; and he shall be tormented with fire and brimstone in the presence of the holy angels, and in the presence of the Lamb: And the smoke of their torment ascendeth up for ever and ever: and they have no rest day nor night, who worship the beast and his image, and whosoever receiveth the mark of his (the Devil’s) name.” Revelation 14:10, 11. (parenthetical comment by this Editor)

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Yes, as this passage plainly reveals, there’s no let-up for those who served the “god of this world”, in this life! Yes, I had served the gods of selfishness! And now the smoke of my torment would rise up for ever and ever! And Jesus and His holy angels would stand there and watch me with approval, and countless others too, those who are all suffering in flames of fire forever-and-a-day!

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And the Angel of Mercy had taken flight, and was gone forevermore! And the Angel of Death now stood with his Death Sword raised up over me!

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RAY OF HOPE IN THE DARKNESS…

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As I sat there in an icy and frozen state of shock and horror, the thought came to me that, “Maybe I should pray for a second chance.”

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Pray for another chance!!!????

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HOW RIDICULOUSLY ABSURD!!!

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Well, on second thought…..what harm could there be in trying?

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It’s a one-in-a-million shot!

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So I got up, and went into my room. I got down on my knees on that hard, cold, mental-ward floor, where just a day earlier, I tried to crush out my life. (Unbeknownst to me, the morning Sun was just now rising slowly and steadily). And there on that cold and unforgiving floor, I knelt.

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I had lost all earthly hope! (Slowly and steadily and faithfully, the bright morning Sun was now arising.)

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I didn’t know who God is. (The Sun still rising up, closer and closer, almost coming up over the hospital buildings). But prayer was all I had left!

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And I began to pray… “Oh God! Give me another chance! Have mercy on me, oh God…”

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(The Sun now rising up above the hospital buildings. Finally a beam of light flashed into this pale hospital-drab lock-down cell. And as it did, this ray of hope hit the metal mesh security screen on my window like a lightning bolt!)

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And like a Lazer beam, there instantly flashed the most beautiful cross on the window screen! Like a heavenly messenger of light!

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I got up off my knees. I looked up. And I saw the light! It flashed like the glittering sword of that returning Angel of Mercy! It was as big as the window, maybe two feet wide by four feet high. But it was big enough to get the message across to me!

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SIGNS OF HEAVEN?…

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As I looked at this ray of hope; this symbol of mercy and love, I began to wonder if this was a sign from Heaven. “Could this be the answer I was looking for?” (similar to this photo)

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I walked cautiously to the small window of my door, and nervously peered out at the nurse’s station. I saw there what I assumed were the remaining representatives bustling back to their rooms! The entire ward seemed astir! Could they be getting ready for a second contest out there? Could it be?… could it actually be, that God had heard my prayer?

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Photo of star-crosses of nebula IRAS 05437+2502 in the Taurus Constellation – courtesy NASA & Wikipedia. Public Domain

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THE SPIRIT RETURNS…

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checkmate by Friedriech Moritz August Retzsch wikigallery.orgI began to feel a resurgence of the spirit! Hope swept over my soul, just as surely as that morning sunlight swept down over those Canyon walls: those Grand Canyon walls which I saw that last summer!

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I went out of my room, cautiously making my way through the morning hustle-bustle of nurses and patients! I knew what I must do, with this one chance given me!

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Yeah! I picked up a cue stick and began to shoot pool!

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The spirit was once again in control. The pool-balls went into the pockets with razor-like precision (or so it seemed)!

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Yeah! This was more than enough to let me know that the merciful God of Heaven was not through with me yet! I practiced. I moved in harmony with the spirit. Like a sword-wielding soldier, I whet my glittering spear (my cue-stick) till it was razor sharp (chalked up). I was wearing the Armor of God. I now had the full-body suit of the Armor of the Spirit. My mind fortified with God’s precious promises. And a force-field of grace was now blazing around me! I was girded with the belt of God’s Truth! I had on the Helmet of Salvation! I had the Shield of Faith in my left hand! The Sword of the Spirit in my right hand. And the Breastplate of Righteousness!

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“Put on the whole armor of God,

that ye may be able to stand

against the wiles of the Devil. ”

Ephesians 6:11

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INSIDERS NOW CLEARLY RECOGNIZED…

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checkmate by Friedriech Moritz August Retzsch wikigallery.orgA nurse came around and showed me her Santa Clause pin which she wore. She then pointed to other staff members in the ward who were also wearing similar kinds of Christmas pins. I took this to indicate that these were the “insiders” on my behalf! And this nurse was just tipping me off, as to just who was on my side…or should I say…just “who is on the Lord’s side”.

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But what would my tests be? What battle must I fight? And how would the enemy come against me?

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LADY-LIBERTY ARRIVES…

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checkmate by Friedriech Moritz August Retzsch wikigallery.orgBut wait a minute! What would I do? Most of the “chessmen” had been discharged!

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Well, that was not really going to be a problem. Replacements were on their way!

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LADY-LIBERTY… There was a very pretty young lady just admitted to the ward. I heard that she was a hospital nurse who was having some sort of mental issues.

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However, the spirits informed me that she was a replacement representative, to replace those who had been discharged. She symbolized “America”…a type of “Lady Liberty”.

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https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Clinton_09.jpg?uselang=eo“BLUER THAN BLUE” WAS LADY BLUE

(“Bluer Than Blue” is the title of a 1978 song recorded by Michael Johnson. Wikipedia)

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At some point in time, I sat down at a table. The noise of the hustle-bustle died down in the ward. And there I sat, not sure about all that was just now happening. The excitement was soon replaced by calm. Eventually it all became quiet. The noisy chatter gave way, once again, to the ever-present low hum of the heating/air conditioning system overhead. It seemed like I was all alone. I might have even begun to doze off at this large round table. (I’m a little fuzzy about the details of this description.)

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All of a sudden, I heard someone screaming for help. The cry came from one of the patient sleeping rooms. It was the room of “Lady-Blue” (the really disturbed girl that represented the mental ward patients, whom I mistakenly thought had died some days earlier, seeing a ghostly skull through the window of her door).

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I ran into the room. I was horrified to see her lifeless body hanging from a long thin soft rubber tubing, that was somehow attached to the ceiling, or fire-sprinkler-head! Her round, contorted face was blue, from suffocation! She was just hanging there lifelessly! So I ran in and grabbed her body and lifted her up, while the nurse who screamed, tried to untie this rubber hose. After a moment she was untied. They laid her on her bed. By now other techs were there. An effort was no doubt made to bring oxygen back into her lifeless body!

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She began to revive! Hallelujah!

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As far as I remember (And my memory is vague) was this my first RE-test? Had I passed? The girl who represented the mental ward was saved! Hallelujah!

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(Note: I’m not sure exactly when this incident precisely happened. I’m just fitting it in at this point. I really can’t even remember whether this was actually a test. But it fits well, so I’m gonna go with it, even though I’m not sure! But as far as what happened to this young girl, it was just this way I’ve recounted it.)

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ANOTHER TEST: “SHOWING MY FAITH”…

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“FAITH IS THE SUBSTANCE OF THINGS HOPED FOR, THE EVIDENCE OF THINGS NOT SEEN”. (HA HA HA, VERY FUNNY, SO FUNNY I FORGOT TO LAUGH!!!)

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checkmate by Friedriech Moritz August Retzsch wikigallery.orgThat night I was back in the lock-down room. But I was no longer in the leather restraint-straps attached to my bed. And the spirit began to urge me to go out into the the main lobby. “Okay. Not a problem” , I thought to myself. Go out into the lobby! Okay!

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But the spirit began another test. He urged me…no he compelled me, to go out there naked! Now that WAS a problem! “Show your faith, Chuck”, said the spirit. (I can’t remember if he spoke audibly in my mind, or just put thoughts in my mind.)

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So the spirit was urging me to “show your faith” by walking out into the main lobby naked. To “show my faith”. I really, really, really, really didn’t want to do this! And really, there was nothing about my naked body worthy of such a public exhibition!

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But…if this would help me win the contest, well…I was willing to do just about anything not to “blow it” again…

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Listen to this passage about Jesus being tempted to do something ridiculous…“Then the devil took Him (Jesus) up into the holy city, and set Him on a pinnacle of the temple, And says unto Him, If you be the Son of God, cast yourself down… Jesus said unto him, It is written again, You shalt not tempt the Lord thy God.” Matthew 4:5-7

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Oh that I had known this verse! It could have saved me, not only from this, but other stupid things in the future! Yes, in this passage, Satan tempted Jesus to do a really stupid and presumptuous thing. But Jesus knew it was not true faith, to do something like this.

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And neither was this the way that my faith should be tested! That’s for sure!

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But sadly, I didn’t know about this verse. Nor did I know anything about this concept. Because I never bothered to read the Bible.

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As I remember, the spirit indicated that he would help me do this, since I didn’t have the nerve to do it myself. And so, I felt the spirit take control of my entire body. And after a moment, he slowly walked me out into the main lobby. I kind-of involuntarily walked like a zombie, because the spirit was causing me to do this. He was now in control over me. And just as I did, the pretty lady who represented America walked out at the same moment. I don’t know who was more embarrassed, her or me. She quickly turned away, and scurried away to her room. I came back to my room. But after I did, the spirit urged me to go out once again. “Oh boy!”

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James Tissot Brooklyn Museum Jesus Carried up to the Pinnacle wikimedia US public domain

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NAKED BEFORE AMERICA…

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checkmate by Friedriech Moritz August Retzsch wikigallery.orgNow normally, I wasn’t an ostentatious-type of person. No, I wasn’t into, say, wearing loud-colored clothing, nor anything to stand out in a crowd. And so, to bear my nakedness in front of “Lady-Liberty” was a totally repugnant idea! (And while on this subject, I must say, that disclosing all my weak traits and private sins on the Internet is likewise repugnant! I’m embarrassed about my past in many ways. But truth is truth! And frankly, right now I’m being guided by a434px-Statue_of_Liberty_7 wikipedia public domain spirit to write down all these events. So it’s not like I really have a choice in the matter!)

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Another nurse quickly came over and led me back into my room. Back inside my room, she hugged me in attempt to prevent me from going back out there. But the spirit was turning me back out again. “Show your faith Chuck!”, the spirit kept urging. The nurse said (with a chuckle) “you really have no reason to be doing this. No reason at all!”

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So when she saw I was determined to return back out there, she called for help. Shortly, help arrived and I was once again put into restraints. This time naked! So there I lay! Tied to my bed with thick leather belts! Naked! All night long! And this time, they had a 24 hour shift of guards watching over me. I think at one point they put a bed sheet over me.

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Statue of Liberty – wikipedia – public domain

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THE NEXT MORNING…

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The next morning, I was still there! The spirit was not happy with just one showing. So he urged me to throw off the one sheet covering me. And so, with checkmate by Friedriech Moritz August Retzsch wikigallery.orgdoctors and nurses coming in and out of my room, I lay there naked to the world. Showing some more faith, I suppose. People were coming in and out all day. Small conferences were being held there in my room. This, my lock-down room seemed like “it became as busy as a miniature Grand Central Station”, as the saying goes!!

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I can’t really remember why, but the spirit didn’t allow me to move or talk. After some time in this silent state, I overheard the doctors say that I was in a “catatonic” state. But I knew it was the spirit making me still and speechless.

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I have since read in Scripture of people who couldn’t talk as having a dumb spirit. There’s even the Bible account about the father of John the Baptist losing the ability to talk, by God’s power, until John was born. (see Luke 1:20)

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But at this point, I felt that this was just another test. And I wasn’t going to lose the contest over this test. So I just lay there, not deaf—but dumb.

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DIAPERED…YES…BUT FULLY EMPOWDERED WITH FAITH!

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Hours later, at some point in time, someone came into the room and put adult diapers on me.

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At this point, the room cleared out. And so I just laid there, probably wondering what else was on the spirit’s agenda for me, for that day. After laying there a good share of the morning (in my diapers), the thought came to me to simply climb out of this situation.

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That would likewise require faith! The spirit once again urged me to “show my faith!”. So I decided to go for it. So I just climbed out—by faith! And so I began to climb over the side-rails. But as I was climbing out of this high-rail, crib-like security bed, wearing only my diapers (and happy with my new-found, “great faith”), I realized that I must have looked ridiculously like an overgrown baby, climbing out of its crib (wearing nothing but diapers!). “Some faith!”, I thought, “a big baby climbing out of my crib!”

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Nevertheless, I was glad to be out of that situation! And so, after climbing out, I got my clothes on, and walked out into the main area. I guess I passed another test! Another test of “faith”, I guess!

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Hallelujah once again!!

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Unit 3600 Judgment Day RX-7 – inspired by Munch Painting, ‘Scream’

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“AS THOU HAST DONE…SO SHALL IT BE DONE UNTO THEE!”

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As I later analyzed this and the many other embarrassing and/or unnerving things that happened to me up there in Unit 3600, I concluded checkmate by Friedriech Moritz August Retzsch wikigallery.orgthat this might just be divine pay-back for some of the heartless things I did in my past. For instance, as I’ve already repeatedly confessed, I still remember tauntingly imitating the way a crippled girl walked, back in high school. I can’t believe I did that! But I did. And also, about a week before all this Hell had begun, I did the exact same thing to a man down at the club. I walked behind him and imitated the “funny” way he walked, just to make some ladies laugh. Well, in the fourteen years that had passed between these two incidents, I still hadn’t learned my lesson! I was as big a fool at age 29, as I was back in high school! But now, a few months after the last incident of mocking someone, I was now cured. Now I knew that there was divine pay-back!

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Listen…“Give, and it shall be given unto you;

good measure, pressed down,

and shaken together, and running over,

shall men give into your bosom.

For with the same measure that ye mete withal

it shall be measured to you again.”

Luke 6:38.

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Yeah, this above passage has positive implications, as well as negative implications: the good we do…or the evil we do, will eventually be given back to us in our lap…abundantly!

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I lived as a fool, and now I was receiving a fool’s reward! I was reaping what I had sown! I was getting “paid back in spades”, as they say! It was now my Judgment Day! I was acting like a complete idiot! I was being “tormented by fire and brimstone…of the wrath of God”! And there wasn’t a single thing I could do about all this! The spirits were too powerful for me to resist!

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Listen again… “…behold, therefore I (the Lord) also will recompense your way upon your head…” Ezekiel 16:43. And now, my Day of Recompense had fully come! And my past deeds were now being returned back upon my head!

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Unit 3600 Judgment Day RX-7 – inspired by Munch Painting, ‘The Scream of Nature’

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APPLEWHITE HAS LEFT THE BUILDING…

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checkmate by Friedriech Moritz August Retzsch wikigallery.orgLater on, as I was sitting at the round table, close to the nurses station. And as I sat there, Mr. Applewhite came walking by, being escorted by two men: one man on each side of him. He looked like a man being escorted to his execution! But Applewhite seemed as jovial as ever, with his wide-eyed expression, and big grin.

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But just as they were escorting him toward the exit, he beamed back at me, saying something like, “They’re taking me to Salem! See ya!”. This bizarre scene was really disturbing to me! It was like some sick, twisted scene from a horror movie! It seemed that the spirits were using Mr. Applewhite to taunt me, making me fearful that going to Salem was in my near future too! Oh man! I didn’t want to suffer the same fate as Applewhite! I didn’t want to go to Salem!

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But (if memory serves correctly), just before he rounded the corner out of my sight, he turned back and exclaimed gleefully, with a bright smile, “See ya in Salem!” This comment was like a sharp arrow into my side. The thought of going to the State Mental Hospital in Salem, and Salem being my hometown (I was born and raised and schooled in Salem) was more than I could bear.

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Could this be an omen of the future?

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More than you know. More than you know.

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Marshall Applewhite – Wikipedia – Fair Use Rationale. Click here for Fair-Use Rationale Guidelines – Image germane to this story – Could not find suitable free replacement on Internet – reduced size & quality.

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“KNOCK…TWICE ON THE PIPES…

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…IF THE ANSWER IS “NO”…

(Lyrics from the 1971 hit song, “Knock Three Times”, by Tony Orlando & Dawn)

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The doctors in Unit 3600 were now urging me to begin taking medication. Up till now I had refused drugs. checkmate by Friedriech Moritz August Retzsch wikigallery.orgFor one thing, I knew that I couldn’t be cured with pills. After all, how could you possibly cure spirit beings with pills!?!

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The doctor (who looked somewhat like Satan or perhaps, Satan’s “Mini-Me” representative) was telling me that Lithium was just something that came out of the ground. “Harmless! A natural substance!”, said he, “Tony Orlando takes Lithium”, he continued, “And he’s doing just fine!”

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This comment triggered my memory. Because I had just seen Tony Orlando perform that last summer in either Las Vegas or Tahoe. Tahoe, I think. He gave an absolutely incredible performance! At one point in the show, he grabbed a rope, let down from the ceiling, and swung out into the audience, landing on the booths above where we were sitting. Then he danced and sang, skipping from booth-top to booth-top. (And I remember well, whhttp://www.flickr.com/people/42274165@N00en he danced on top of the booth where I was sitting, he made like his eyes were popping out at my very beautiful girlfriend, and pointed his finger at her. I didn’t know whether to be proud or jealous. I guess I was both. Anyway, my lady-friend didn’t mind. And after all, she really looked stunning that night!)

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But Orlando’s performance was so energetic that, after being informed by “Doctor Satan’s Mini-Me”, that Orlando was on Lithium, I wondered if it was that Lithium which made him so hyper-active. As a matter of fact, as we were leaving, one of the waiters commented that, “This was Orlando’s best performance by far!” But very hyper! And I wasn’t sure if I would like to be dancing on top of tables, if I too, took that Lithium stuff!

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Naw! Dancing on table-tops was not something I wanted to do! Nope!

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Photo of Tony Orlando courtesy Alan Light & Wikipedia share-alike license. Click here for link.

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JUST SAY “NO” TO DRUGS…

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But my not taking the drugs became one of my “tests of faith”. And yet, the hospital wasn’t going to let this matter drop. I pointed them to a poster on the wall saying I had legal rights to refuse anything which went against my religious beliefs.

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So they had to get a court to order me to be given those drugs.

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JUST SAY “YES”…

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The day finally came when the hospital got the go-ahead to give me drugs. So they decided to shoot me up with a drug that would last for up to five weeks.

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Prolixon Chemical Compound

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I think it was called Prolixon. I didn’t put up a fight. So in a while, the drug took its effect. But there was a side-effect to this drug that was intolerable! It made me uncomfortable, wherever I was. If I was sitting, I had to stand. If I was standing I had to sit. Or walk! Or lay down! It was like having Restless-Leg-Syndrome…but throughout every square-inch of my body! Not good! Not good at all!

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But there was a sidekick drug that counteracted this negative side-effect of Prolixon. And, after some hours of this torment, they finally got an order for this side-kick drug. I took it gladly! And after another hour, that horrible Restless-BODY-Syndrome went away.

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The remainder of this hospital visit was fairly tame. I had visitors. It was painful for me to have them see me like this. But I was still glad they came.

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GAME OVER!

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Well, these three “tests” (saving Lady-Blue & exposing myself before “Miss America” ) were the three “tests of faith” that I can remember. Oh yeah, and climbing out of my lockdown crib, by…uh….”faith”. And these few other “tests” that I’ve mentioned.

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And so ended the Chess-Game From Hell! I don’t suppose it amounted to anything anyway. But I would say that I learned that to be tormented with fire” doesn’t necessarily mean literal fire.

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“…and he shall be tormented

with fire and brimstone

in the presence of the holy angels,

and in the presence of the Lamb:

And the smoke of their torment

ascends up for ever and ever.”

Revelation 14:10, 11

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And the smoke of my torment ascends upward to the throne of God. Because, though it was severe punishment, it nevertheless changed me for the better, in the end.

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CONCLUSION…

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I would like to say that I never ever made an unkind remark or joke about another person ever again. But I would be lying if I checkmate by Friedriech Moritz August Retzsch wikigallery.orgsaid that. Yet this experience and other similar experiences made a dramatic change in my life. And whenever I did slip with my tongue after this experience, I became very afraid. Very afraid indeed! Cause now I know how serious such a thing is, before a holy and righteous and sin-hating God!

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And this is how I began the upward journey to find the Lord.

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But would I ever find Him?

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ANSWER TO THE RIDDLE

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Oh yeah! I forgot all about the riddle! Sorry!

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So how do you get out of a totally impossible situation, which seemingly has no possible earthly way of escape? How do you escape from that iron cage with no doors or windows, and no possible way out?

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No, you don’t run around in circles till you wear yourself out…

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No, rather, “You pray your way out!” That’s the answer to this riddle!

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And if the answer to your prayer doesn’t seem to come, you pray some more! And you just keep on praying! And you pray, and pray, and pray some more! And you never give up praying! And you humble yourself before the Almighty Majesty of Heaven! And you confess that you are a wretched sinner! And you wait patiently, believing, doubting nothing!

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And that is the way out of an iron-barred prison-cell, with seemingly no windows or doors. Because there is no prison too strong, nor bars so thick, so that God cannot hear your cries for help!

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Only wish I had known this following passage…Fools because of their transgression, and because of their iniquities, are afflicted…Then they cried unto the LORD in their trouble, and He saved them out of their distresses. He brought them out of darkness and the shadow of death, and brake their bands in sunder…For He hath broken the gates of brass, and cut the bars of iron in sunder…Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for His wonderful works to the children of men!” Psalm 107:17, 13, 14, 16, 15

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Yeah, this passage really says it all, concerning this young fool…me, back in the day when I was held in chains of darkness, in a prison made of iron, up there in Mental Ward #3600!

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Unit 3600 Judgment Day RX-7 – inspired by Munch Painting, ‘The Scream of Nature’

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If I ascend up into Heaven, Thou art there:

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if I make my bed in Hell, behold, Thou art there.

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If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall Thy hand lead me, and Thy right hand shall hold me.

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If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.

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Yea, the darkness hideth not from Thee; but the night shines as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to Thee.

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…when I awake, I am still with Thee…lead me in the way everlasting.”

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Psalm 139:7-12, 17, 18

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Ch. 17: “Silent Night”

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The spirits take a vacation to get a much-needed rest, and I go to the coast!

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