Eternal Hell
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Chapter 10
THE GREAT WHITE THRONE OF JUDGMENT
As the lava began slowly climbing the stone steps, I began counting down the remaining steps up to the very one I was standing on. I watched fearfully as step number four vanished under fire. The heat was so intense that my flesh began to turn red, and blisters began to form upon my body. When the lava began to pour over step number three, I began looking around for a possible escape, but in the process of keeping my mind busy, time seemed to speed up.
The lava was now at the top of the last step. My feet could feel the intensity of the heat. I fell to my knees and cried as the lava began to spread upon the step that I was on. I watched in horror as the liquid slowly crept toward me until it was only inches away.
Within a matter of time, the lava was up to my knees, my flesh plagued with the unimaginable sting from the flames. By this time, the earth had begun to shake like never before, and as hell began to crumble, the upper regions began to collapse. As I watched with wide eyes the events unfolding around me, something unexpected took place. Within a split second I had traveled through the cosmos, and to the outer reaches of the universe.
Beyond the physical realm of the universe was an infinite realm, a spiritual realm. Before my mind could even grasp what had just happened, I was standing in heaven with every person who had ever existed on earth. There was not a single soul that was absent.
The first thing I noticed was the sky, a perfect mixture of gold and brass. The clouds were as rainbows smeared into the sky. As I slowly lowered my head, my eyes fell upon the grandeur of the city that was lit up with such splendor that it caused tears to roll down my face.
The precious stones that were used to construct the massive city absorbed the glory of God, thus the city was illuminated with a spectacular spectrum of light. There was a completely new sense of wealth, for the streets were laid with pure gold, and rare and precious stones were laying upon the ground as if they were ordinary stones.
Silver and gold were commonly used in the construction of the city, while rare stones were used as adornment. The air was permeated with a fragrant mist, a smell of wisdom and timelessness. The elegant fragrance seemed to carry pure emotions of love and peace, unlike anything I had ever imagined. My mind was unable to grasp the smallest concept of what I was seeing.
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A thrilling story, of hope and perseverance as one ordinary teen struggles his way through the underworlds of hell. This young brave soul is forced to find the strength in his heart, to escape the grip of death as he endures the harsh punishments of hell, but as time wares on everything begins to change.
After making his way deeper into hell, he finds the hair-raising prison of chained angels. Only after seeing these bound giants does this poor soul realize the horrifying truth that there is no escape from hell.
Now, instead of searching out an escape to regain his life, this battered soul must force him self into the depths of hell, across hostile environments to face un-known dangers in order to save his family from eternal damnation.
As gross darkness desperation and self-loathing consumes him, the reality of his new existence is not of life, but death. When his carnal mind betrays him, a voice of truth rises from with in, to give hope and strength to continue on in the pursuit to uncover the plans of hell.
Experience the un-fathomable horror and hopelessness of separation from the creator. Learn of the lies and deceit that have blinded the eyes of man from the beginning of time. See the other side of free will and realize that the blame rests on the shoulders of mankind.
About the Author
My name is Brandon Woodcock; I am a former student at
It was not an easy journey, for it required a great deal of sacrifice, and diligence. Many times it was more of a test of faith as I faced certain challenges, such as writers block, and discouragement. Being my own worst critic, I often questioned my abilities as a writer, but instead of getting down, I used these feelings to look over my work and question every thing.
Thomas Edison once said,” Sticking to it is the genius”! It’s not much, but it is a powerful quote to remember when your struggling alone to make your dreams come alive. It does not matter how long it takes all that matters is that you make it to the finish line.
I hope that my life story can inspire others to full fill their destiny’s as they reach out for the impossible dreams that abide in their hearts. Even though we struggle and fail often, the key is to continue forwards even when it looks as if there is no way that you’re going to make it.
Thomas Edison once said, “I failed my way to success”. Those words, from such a great and successful man, only show that successful people trudge forward no matter what the cost, because the reward is worth the sacrifice.
~ let it be known that I struggled and fought my way, with patience and faith I trusted in god in whom I owe it all. ~