As the vision continued to unfold, I was lifted into an even deeper space of awareness. Before me appeared a multitude so vast and diverse that no human could count their number. They came from every corner of the earth, representing every culture, language, and lineage. Yet, in this place, there was no separation—only the recognition of the One Spirit that connected every being in an unbreakable bond of love.
And as the sacred stillness held all of creation in its embrace, the first angel stepped forward, carrying the trumpet of divine intention. With a breath of reverence, the angel lifted the trumpet and sounded a single, powerful note. This note was not a call to destruction but a wave of energy, a vibration that resonated through every layer of existence, calling for the release of the old and the awakening of new consciousness.
The Fifth Trumpet: The Call to Face the Shadows
The fifth angel raised the trumpet and blew a note that resonated deeply within the soul, awakening energies long buried and forgotten. I saw a star that had fallen from heaven, symbolizing a truth or awareness that had descended from the higher realms into the depths of the human experience. This fallen star, a messenger of transformation, held the key to a place within us known as the bottomless pit—the vast reservoir of our unconscious fears, pains, and shadows.
The star used this key to open the shaft of the pit, and from its depths rose a thick, swirling smoke, like the smoke of a great furnace. This smoke represented the cloud of confusion, the heavy darkness of unhealed wounds, and the unresolved patterns that have long obscured the light of our awareness. As the smoke spread, it darkened the sun and the air, creating a moment of spiritual obscurity, where clarity seemed hidden and the soul was challenged to navigate through a veil of fear.
When the Lamb, the embodiment of divine love and innocence, broke the seventh seal, a profound and holy silence enveloped all of heaven. For about half an hour, there was stillness so deep that it seemed as if creation itself paused, holding its breath in reverence for what was to come. This silence was not empty but brimming with the essence of grace, the quiet space where human longing reaches out for divine connection, where the soul listens for the whisper of its true Self.
Then I heard a voice from the temple of the Divine Presence calling out to the seven angels: “Go, and pour out the golden bowls of healing upon the earth.” These were not bowls of wrath as once imagined but vessels of divine purification, sent to cleanse humanity of its deepest wounds and shadows, so that the light of love could shine unobstructed.
The First Bowl: Healing the Body
The first angel poured out the bowl upon the earth, and a wave of energy moved through humanity, bringing awareness to the pain and trauma carried in the physical body. Old wounds, unhealed pains, and stored memories of suffering surfaced to be released. This was not punishment but an invitation to heal, to recognize that the body is sacred and holds the history of each soul’s journey. As this energy washed over the world, it called for deep compassion and the gentle release of all that the body had carried.
Then I saw another angel descending from the realms of light, radiant and brilliant, filling the earth with the glory of divine presence. With a voice that resonated like a bell of pure truth, the angel proclaimed:
“Fallen, fallen is Babylon the Great! The illusion of separation has crumbled, and the old world built on fear and false power has come to an end. The structures that once held humanity captive have dissolved in the light of awakening.”
The Illusion of Babylon
Babylon, once a symbol of wealth and power, had represented the world of illusion—where souls sought fulfillment in external riches, control, and endless striving. It was a place where the sacred had been traded for the profane, where divine worth had been forgotten in the pursuit of material gain. The city’s allure had captivated many, but beneath the glittering surface was emptiness and a deep longing for true connection.
The angel’s voice echoed, “The heart of Babylon has become a dwelling place for the shadows of unfulfilled desires, a refuge for the energies of greed and fear. The illusions of wealth and status no longer hold power, for the light of truth has revealed their hollow core.”
One of the angels who carried the bowls of divine healing came to me and said, “Come, and I will show you the great illusion that has held humanity captive, the veil that is now being lifted so that true freedom can be realized.”
The Vision of the Great Illusion
In the spirit of revelation, I was carried away to a place where the collective unconscious of humanity was laid bare. There, I saw a magnificent and alluring figure sitting on a scarlet beast. The figure was adorned with luxurious garments, glittering jewels, and symbols of earthly power, exuding an aura of seduction and allure. Yet, her beauty was an illusion, masking the emptiness and suffering that lay beneath.
Then I saw a vision in the heavens, magnificent and filled with hope: a sea of glass, shining like crystal, mingled with the fire of divine love. Around this sea stood those who had overcome the illusions of separation, souls who had journeyed through the trials of transformation and emerged in the brilliance of their divine nature. They held harps of light, and their song was a hymn of liberation and gratitude.
The Song of the Awakened
They sang the song of the Divine Presence and the Lamb, saying:
“Great and marvelous are your works, O Love that created all things! Just and true are your ways, O Essence of Holiness. All nations will come and honor you, for your love has been revealed and your truth made known.”
Their song carried the vibrations of grace and remembrance, resonating with every soul and calling humanity to step into the light of awakening.
And I looked, and behold, the Lamb, the pure embodiment of Christ consciousness, stood upon the sacred mountain of divine presence. With the Lamb stood 144,000 souls, each one radiant and whole, carrying the vibration of divine love and unity. These souls were a living testament to the awakening of humanity, the ones who had chosen to embody the fullness of their divine nature while walking in human form.
In this vision, I stood by the shifting sea of collective human consciousness, and out of its depths emerged a mighty beast. It was a creature woven from humanity’s deepest fears and long-held illusions, rising to the surface to be faced and transformed. The beast had seven heads and ten horns, each head bearing a crown and inscribed with names that celebrated the old powers of control, division, and separation.
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