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More Visits to DE's Dimension
On my second visit, DE took me to the hall he'd told me was an education center of sorts. Little did I know I was about to have my entire belief system turned completely upside down. Again, I had communication with the 'monks' and this time, was allowed to remember portions of conversations and what I was about to be taught.
They explained how they interacted with humans on Earth on a daily basis, being very protective of humans. For example, if a cure to a disease was needed here, they would put the cure in the head of someone here to 'discover' it. They couldn't do this willy nilly though, just throwing cures into human heads. Everything had to follow what they called "The Divine Plan" - which is essentially everything in its right time.
They have no time there as we have here. As they put it "A hundred of your years is but the passing of light to us." Believe me, they taught me patience if nothing else! When I'd demand to know when something they'd predicted was going to happen, their answer would always be "soon". I'd come to discover "soon" to them could be in the next ten seconds or it could be 15 years down the road! This aggravated me to the point I eventually forbid them to use the word "soon" with me. Soon I gave up asking for timelines at all and learned to just wait things out.
It was during this visit that I first heard the term "soul transference" come up in a conversation. (More amongst themselves than in anything they were teaching me at that moment. It would be many years before I learned of the soul transference being done by the Greys/Dracs/military so the importance of this conversation amongst them was nearly completely lost on me.)
As they explained it to me, they were responsible for accounting for every soul ever created and someone was doing this soul transference business when they weren't authorized to. It was the only time I can remember seeing the 'monks' really riled up. In fact, "MANY HEADS WILL ROLL!" was tossed about in upraised voices more than once in regards to this unauthorized soul transference. At the time, I could only empathize with them. How could one reasonably account for every soul ever created if some yahoos were illegally transferring souls here, there and everywhere with no oversight as to what souls were going where?
DE then showed me a machine they had in this education center. It was round with a domed top through which holographic images were projected. They could view anywhere on Earth with this machine - past, present or future. I was allowed to watch our Civil War play out in it, as I'm a Civil War era buff.
I should explain here they don't use this machine to "spy" on us. They use it like a parent would use a baby monitor to monitor the safety of his/her child in another room. As I said, they're extremely protective of humans.
DE then said to me "I'm going to show you how what humans call 'Judgement Day' works."
Say WHAT? Had I just heard him right?
I was allowed to watch an Earth woman who'd passed go through this process - with her permission, of course. She was what we'd call a grandmotherly type with a heart of gold, so by my reasoning she'd go through this 'Judgement Day' with flying colors.
If you've ever heard someone who's had a brush with death say "I saw my life flash before my eyes", this machine is where that saying originated. Your life - every thought, word, deed in regards to every single person you've ever met in your earth lifetime - plays out in the domed top of this machine. But you don't just watch it. You FEEL it from the perspective of every person you ever crossed paths with. If you made them feel love and happiness, you feel their love and happiness. If you hurt them, you'll feel their pain just as they felt it when you hurt them. Then you judge yourself and your own performance.
By the end of going through her 'Judgement Day' the kindly grandmother with the heart of gold was a sobbing heap on the floor.
It left such an impact on me, I decided right then and there to watch every word that came out of my mouth from then on, knowing my turn at that machine would come some day!
"So there's no Heaven, no St. Peter at the pearly gates, no standing in judgement before God?" I asked DE.
"Those are human inventions," he replied.
I thought a lot about this. Yes, it was hard to accept I'd been sold a bill of goods as far as Judgement Day went...but I ultimately decided their version of Judgement Day made a whole hell of a lot more sense. Human nature being what it is, if we were to merely stand before God as he read off a laundry list of our transgressions, we'd learn absolutely nothing. We'd reincarnate and do the same damn thing, make the same damn mistakes again. However, knowing the pain a person experienced because of us? Having felt that pain? We'd be far less likely to hurt someone again. Lesson learned. Who better to judge our performance than ourselves?
I also thought about my first trip to this dimension. For a moment, I'd wondered if this dimension was "Heaven" because of those white light gates I'd seen. Was that what those who'd had near death experiences had mistaken for "the pearly gates"?
I was in for yet another big surprise. On our way out of this dimension, I noticed a "portal" or entryway I'd never seen on my previous visit.
"Where's that go to?" I asked DE.
"To what humans would call "Hell," he said.
THAT got my interest! "I want to go in there," I said.
"No, you don't want to go in there, Gracie."
"YES I do! I want to see what it's like!" I insisted.
"Trust me, Gracie. You don't want to go in there," DE repeated.
"YES I DO!"
Finally, DE relented. I'd be allowed to go in and he'd get me out the second I let him know I wanted out.
To say that I lasted a fraction of a nanosecond before screaming "GET ME OUT! GET ME OUT!" at the top of my lungs would be pushing it. It was pitch black, you saw nothing. If you had a physical brain in this place it would literally be rattled out of your head by the deafening incessant screams and moans of its inhabitants. You existed as nothing but a complete and utter state of despair we don't have words in our language to accurately describe.
"So Hell is a human invention too?" I asked.
"Yes."
"Well...if that place ain't Hell, then what is it?"
"Let's just call it a holding space," DE said.
I made several visits to this dimension with DE but these events I just described are the pertinent ones people need to know. I made these trips with DE in the 1980's when I was in my 30's.
Fast forward...
In 2000, psychic Sylvia Browne would publish her book Life On the Other Side. I'm not a Sylvia Browne fan, so I didn't even know why I bought the book at the time. My reason for buying the book became clearer and clearer as I read what Browne had written.
Allow me to share with you the sketches that appeared in Browne's book:
Copyright 2000 Sylvia Browne, Life On the Other Side
Note the robed, hooded being behind the scanning machine, the circular machine itself with the domed top through which a map of the U.S. appears!
Copyright 2000 Sylvia Browne, Life On the Other Side
And above is the library or Hall of Records DE had taken me to. (Note the beings levitating and floating and the scrolls they're holding!)
Copyright 2000 Sylvia Browne, Life On the Other Side
And here is Browne's version of the Gardens she was shown. Note the crystal rods jutting up out of the ground in the gardens. Even the background in our respective sketches is very similar. The only notable difference is that where I saw angel statues, she saw something akin to Zena the Warrior Princess statues.
Much of what her guide had taught her about this dimension matched what DE and the 'monks' had taught me. How was it that two of us, independently of one another and having never spoken, had described nearly identical "Other Sides" as shown to us by our respective "spirit guides"???
Soul Transfer
In August, 2008 I listened to a Larry James (not his real name) interview about the Montauk Project, in which he speaks about soul transfer.
When I began networking with other Milabs, the topic of soul transference would again come up. Below is a drawing by California abductee, Linda Porter of the soul transference process being performed. She was shown this process by an alien Grey, who gave her the impression the Greys were not supposed to be doing this soul transference so were doing it on the sly. This jives with the conversation regarding soul transfer I heard during my visits to DE's dimension and the "monks" anger with unauthorized soul transfer being performed.
Image credit: copyright 1991 Linda Porter for Linda Moulton Howe
The orange "sphere" in the middle of her drawing is the soul. The body the soul was taken from is on the left. The new body the soul is being transferred into is on the right. Linda felt both bodies were alive during the process, the body the soul was transferred out of later dying.