The feeling I had was a mixed feeling of love, joy and strong passionate desire, for more of Him. The natural feelings I had suddenly vanished, and I fell into a trance right away. As I continued slipping deeper, and deeper, into the realm of the spirit, I started losing my senses. I became faint, and for some reason, felt I could not cope, with whatever that was going on, or taking place.

My entire body started trembling uncontrollably. I tried to regain consciousness in the flesh but could not as His presence filled the room, and His Spirit enveloped me. I remained in this helpless state for a while and continued to fade into the spirit realm. Unable to control what was happening to me, I surrendered completely to God. I gave in, stayed in, I yielded, and remained in the spirit.

Suddenly, I saw the second me emerge from my earthly body. I guess it was the spirit side of me leaving my earthly body. I was still lying face-up on my bed, and breathing heavily. I cannot describe exactly what was happening here. I remembered looking at myself while still lying down. It was the same me. No difference or change. One thing I knew was that one part of me, was lively and very active, and the other part (although alive and well) was resting peacefully on the bed in the room.

I met Jesus Christ. I fell on my knees and worshiped Him. He was wearing a white spotless glorious robe that shone like the light of the sun. His face glistered beautifully. He was indeed full of glory, and Majesty. There is something special about His eyes, that blazed with glory. I could see His love, right through His eyes. The crown on His head, was of beauty. He came over to me, touched me gently, and took me by the hand. I felt right at home, in His arms. I felt that I had been clothed with peace, and covered with His love. I walked with the Lord as He led the way.

He took me to hell and showed me what was going on in there. Hell was real! I saw it with my two eyes! It was real place of torment! I heard many voices screaming, yelling, crying and mumbling, something that seemed to speak of regret and a desperate cry for help. Hell looked like a burning furnace of reddish fire. It is an ocean of unquenchable fire. Thick dark smoke came out of it, and filled its surrounding air. I repeat: Hell is real!