InI holding on to Jah. The ever living God. 🌈☀🌟🔥Rastafari 🎈💚

June 10, 2021

Humbleness.

Kindness.

Love.

Righousness

and Truth.

InI believe in.

I've been rased as an ateist. But I've always knew there is a God. Remembering, standing in a cemetery as a child, looking up in the sky. Starting to feel these strange emotions, having feelings and these unanswered questions, locked up, inside of me.

That made me tell my mother that I wanted to be babtised.. During my teenage years I chose to be confirmed, since I really started to feel God. However I'm a human and not a saint, so I was mainly influenced by my surroundings. I listened to hiphop, drank alcohol and started with drugs. I remember starting to see spirits and painting the dead. I was facinated with death and had many problems. i got lost.

Then the summer of 2004, I painted a picture of me turning in to a ghost, facing this hole. I also borrowed books on near deth experienses. I was living like I had been during these couple of years, so one evening I put on my make up, false eyelashes, tight sparkly jeans and took my bicycle to my best friend. It was starting to become autumn and we where going to the club, so I considered taking the buss. But this spirit inside told me to take the bike. So we sat in her apartment and had a blast. Drank and my friend painted a picture of me in space.

By time we was going clubbing, we realized my bike had been stolen. So she told me that she would give me a ride on hers instead. I felt that was wrong, so I drove her. Yes, and when we was about 500 meters from the club, riding on the pavement. This car drove up on it and rammed us down. my besti fell to the ground. But I flew in the air, about ten meters, before I crashed. I remember looking down on the ground, feeling that this is going to hurt. So I raised my arms to protect my head. It all went in slowmotion. Then it's all black.

Yeah, I died. So they put me in a respirator, for three weeks. Then I was placed in reccovery for a year. When I woke up I could not do anything at all. I couldn't talk, sit or walk. I remember how my family and friends spoke but I couldn't participate but my consiousness still understood what they said.

Then one time when I was laying in my bed and my sister was there watching tv, She asked me if I met God, with a deregotory tone. I immidiately said no, because she is my big sister and an atheist. I was just a child.

But that led me to thinking. I closed my eyes and tried to remember. So I started to see how I soul traveled through darkness, untill everything became light. Yes It wasnt white but light in it's purest form. In the middle of the surroundings was a even stronger light, but it wasn't white. It consisted of every colour in it's lightest form. The whole being, was energy and light.

So I understood that was God. That entity spoke to me, not in words but in feelings. Everything there was perfect, I felt as if I would have been really high on ecstasy, without any backside of it. I didn't sweat, I didn't feel sick in anyway. Everything was Criss.

His thoughts where separate from mine and he/she/it, questioned me. He asked me what I've done in my life and I started to think that I really didn't know. Then I began to remember, every day of my nineteen year short life. Not only that I where able to get the feelings of every person I met. I realized how I had made them feel and I saw the situation from an outsiders point of view. Then it asked me, no it showed me everything that's happening on earth. It's a shameful picture I got.

Then I where asked to go back. That wasn't a question but an order, I did not want to follow. But I had no choice. That is the story of how I came back to life from death.