Welcome to Beyond Death where we examine near death experiences of people who say they died,
visited the other side and came back. Todays NDE is from a Navy Corpsman that
says he died in Afghanistan and spoke with Jesus who showed him a vision and gave him a message
to bring back to Earth. Let's get into it!
Dear Beyond Death, Hello, I hope you'll
accept my military rank and rate as I don't want to give out my real name.
I don't seek anything from confessing this, except letting it fall upon ears to hear,
as a witness of God and Jesus Christ. Fleet Marine Force Hospital Corpsman, Petty Officer 3rd Class.
1st Marine Division, 3rd Battalion, 7th Regiment *Alpha Company*The Cutting Edge,
OoRah! I just found your channel today and would like to share my near death experience with your
channel. I hope it contributes and enlightens those who hear it, in a way that is true to their
hearts in the name of God, and Jesus Christ. What I'm going to share with you, has never been heard
by anyone, not even my own mother. Why am I going to share this with you? Well I'm not sure myself,
to be honest, but something in my heart just says now is the time.
What I'm about to tell you, is a detailed account of what happened to my soul, as it left my body,
as my body was severely injured in a deadly ambush by Taliban forces, near Sangin, Afganistahn, July,
2010. This is an event I have refused to talk about since it happened to anyone because it
simply was too dramatic. I can't talk about this without getting extremely emotional, in person,
with anyone. I'm even having a rough time typing it here, but I can pace myself typing it, and
am going to continue with an intent to finish. I guess I'll start from the beginning of what led
to this experience. BOOTCAMP. More specifically, NAVY Bootcamp. I wanted to work in the medical
field, and I got excellent grades in school, but I didn't have the money to go to college, nor did I
meet any scholarship requirements during my time in high school. The military recruiters came to
our high school, promised to pay my way through college, and it was a done deal from there.
At the end of 2007, I hopped on a bus to Illinois and spent Christmas in NAVY Basic
Training. RDC's(What the NAVY calls Drill Sergeants) yelling my ear off for 8 weeks.
After that it was 5 months in A-school, which at the time was right across the street from
Boot Camp, for hospital corpsmans, and since I was a "FMF" Corpsman, I had to
go train with the marine corps near San Diego, California, AFTER my "lovely" winter training.
The marine corps does not have their own medics. The NAVY provides the marines their combat-medics,
and that's what a Fleet Marine Force Hospital Corpsman IS, OORAH. I am proud to be DOC.
I'm proud of my rate, as it is the most decorated rate, in all the branches that serve. The Hospital
Corpsman has the most medal of honors. I was trained to be the guy that jumped on the grenade
that comes into the hole. The guy who runs out into machine gun fire to pull his wounded comrade
out of the line of fire. The NAVY trained me to be proud to be able to do such actions for
my squad. A very brainwashed individual, satanic determinism at its best. Indeed a proud warrior,
for the Serpent's nation, which I did not know at the time, wasn't my first rodeo,
serving the "Serpent's Nation" as a soldier. There's not much to say about war. All of them
are worthless. It wasn't like Vietnam, or WWII. People have to understand, Afghanistan
was... different. Not to say it was less deadly than other wars, but the way we fought the war,
was something else entirely. It was basically U.S. soldiers, patrolling desert / swamps in southern
Afghanistan, getting blown up by I.E.D.s and getting shot at every day. We had the occasional
victory, via the airforce and the A-10's BRRRR-cannon, or Predator Drone HellfireMissile
Revenge, but those weren't as often as people think. Sometimes more shooting, sometimes less.
Sometimes no shooting, but no shooting was the scariest, because it usually meant a RPG,
or worse, a planned attack, a trap, was on the horizon. We didn't like long silences,
the eerie-ness brought death. And even though no marines died on my watch,
I will say I never expected that I would be the one knocking on death's door, out of everyone in
my squad. I was definitely the most cautious one. Don't get me wrong, I was right there in the thick
of it with my brothers, but I was no marksman. I was there to save lives, as a man of God. That's
what I wanted to do, but I also believed the Patriotic-empowering-lies that were told to us
all, during those times. I should have realized then, the enemy was domestic, not foreign.
It was a hot summer day, July 14th, 2010. I'll never forget it. Woke up, lost chess to my buddy,
ate breakfast, had a 1 min babywipe shower, and went on patrol. Had to have been close to a 100
degrees by 10 AM, and we were in the swamps near Sangin, closer to Noon doing our patrol. As we
were walking through this very muddy area, all of the sudden bullets starting whizzing by us,
and so we dove to the ground for cover. My firing squad began immediate suppressive fire
after accessing the enemy's location and I was checking to see if anyone was hit by the initial
shots, as we all retreated to a near-by wall. Everyone reported in as being ok. We were pinned
down on this wall, AK47s plus a PK Machine Gun reigning fire down on us from a hill side
we thought bravo had cleared the previous day. Long story short, we think the Taliban got lucky
and somehow scouted Bravo going through there and clearing the area, without alerting them,
and thus used that opportunity to launch this surprise attack on us.
There was at least 5 of 6 of them, in 2 groups, and we didn't know this at the time.
We thought it was just 1 group of guys. The group that was shooting at us, was a decoy.
The other group was quickly moving into position to triangulate us sitting ducks on the wall I
told you we retreated to and even worse, they got into position to do just that, without any
of us realizing it till it was too late. When I got shot, I didn't hear anything,
till after I hit the ground, the deafening ringing sound. The 1st hit was to my chest, it knocked my
wind out, even made me black out for a second. I felt a 2nd bullet enter my left leg.
I felt a 3rd strike my left arm. I felt a 4th strike my chest again, this time on the left side.
This one made me black out, again for seconds more. I then hit the ground, and I remember the
taste of blood filled my mouth, while going in and out of consciousness laying on the ground.
I remember, I started having trouble breathing. I remember my guys, yelling, that I was hit, and I
felt being dragged by them, to cover by this tree that was near the wall. The pain at this point
was gone, and I was hovering over my own body. Floating in the air, I watched the fight rage on,
and as I'm watching them holding pressure on my wounds, applying a tourniquet on my leg,
calling in air support, and fighting with all their might, this sense of peace overwhelms me.
I began to fly into the air, all the way into space. At this point, I realized I didn't care
about Earth anymore. I didn't care about dying in the war, or anything. I was just content.
I suddenly saw a light. A tunnel, portal, something like that opened up with blinding light,
but not blinding like the sun where I could not look into it. I could definitely look into it,
and as soon as I did, I was taken by it, rapidly. I was now in what looked like a worm hole.
There was no sound, even though I expected sound. I could clearly see, I was moving so fast,
that stars were streaking by... The universe, was streaking by, as I looked out the sides
of this tunnel that I was in. I suddenly came to a halt.
It was a very strange place... The sky was not blue, but rather split into 2 things.
Not color, but light and darkness. I focused on the darkness, and I saw a
pit. A deep dark hole, and I could see what looked like a small glow from fire emanating from it. I
could hear feint screams, and as I began to move towards it, out of curiosity to look down it,
I suddenly felt a force stop me and heard a voice say, "You don't want to go over there."
I stopped. I looked down,
and suddenly saw, I was on the very edge of the most luscious green grass you can
imagine. And the grass was fading, into yellow, then brown, then it looked scorched,
as it got closer to that massive hole, or rather trench I should say, that I was heading towards.
It was, like the bible says, an abyss, and near it was nothing but darkness, ash and
dirt. Contrary to that, towards the light, was the most vibrant colors, and I could see the Kingdom,
Jesus spoke of. It was "blurred" to me though. I could see it was there, but I could not see in
detail what was happening inside the kingdom or who was there, or anything of that sort.
In that moment, I instantly knew I was not allowed into heaven either, not at this time,
then the voice came back and said, "It's almost time to go back, are you ready?"
And this time, the voice appeared before me, as a man. It emerged out of nothing,
into pure light, and formed a humanoid figure right before my sight.
I instantly knew it was Jesus. I proclaimed, "Jesus! My Lord!" And I had the "thought of
falling to my knees" and as I thought of that, he instantly replied, "Yes it is I!!! Stand!!!"
in the most witty, yet understanding voice. He then said, "I'm going to show you something
before you go and I want you to tell everyone on Earth what I show you."
I then began flooding him with questions, because this communication that was happening
between us wasn't with words from our mouths, but rather words from our minds.
He didn't answer any of them, he just said in a very calm, gentle voice, "Watch."
He then disappeared, and the place I was at, suddenly transformed.
I realized I was suddenly back here on Earth. Not only that, I took a breathe...
I looked down and saw I was in my body, but I wasn't back in the war.
No... I looked around, and saw I was on Earth, but something was different.
I pinched my cheek, I felt pain. Yes, I was indeed alive!! I reassured this several times,
in that moment. There is no doubt in my mind, I had been reborn. I had been resurrected.
I knew it, in my heart. I then looked to the sky,
and heard trumpets, and other horn instruments. I see the sky crack open, and it's that same
tunnel I traveled in after being shot, emitting light!!! Opening over the entire Earth!!
I then notice, I'm surrounded by other people, in unison, and we are all lifted slightly into
the air, floating about 5 feet off the ground together. We cannot control our body movement,
and we all start facing the opening in the sky. I begin to see what I think are shooting stars,
shoot out of the light tunnel, towards Earth. They go to the Earth, then after they hit the Earth,
I saw them shoot back straight up, a beam of pure white light straight back into
that portal, or tunnel, or whatever that is. I began to notice, those weren't shooting stars.
They were angels, literally. And they were coming down on Earth,
grabbing people and taking them up!!!! I watched this for an extended period of
time. Long enough to think to myself, "Wait a second, no angel is coming for me. What about me?!
Am I going to be left behind?!" And as soon as I thought that, we all
turned around in unison, still floating helplessly slightly above the ground, and saw demons eating
people down the street my house was on. A horde of demons just running at the people who could
not move! The poor victims were floating too! The demons devoured the people's flesh, alive!
I suddenly felt a grave terror come over me, as I too was helpless to move away from them!
The demons literally looked like the Egyptian Gods we see painted on the walls in Egypt.
Half man, Half Predator-Beast. They were being led by their masters, the fallen angels!! And
I saw these demonic hordes, being led by what our government is calling "UAPs" or what people
call them, "UFOs" in the sky! And they were eating people alive!
Countless hordes of them! It was horrific, but I also
saw angels coming down unto these demons, and slaying them with their "swords of fire!"
I noticed that the angels had weapons of technology. I noticed that it wasn't an
actual sword they were striking the demons with. No, it was shaped like a stretched out diamond and
it protruded from their shiny gauntlets. It was almost transparent, not made of metal for sure,
but rather looked more like a hologram from a star wars movie. Every angel had 2 of these weapons,
one on each gauntlet, and as they would strike the demons with this diamond-looking weapon,
a laser would emit from their armor, and incinerate the demons! Turn them straight
into ash! The angels would strike demons and the UFO's would move away at incredible speeds,
as if they were scared of the angels! I know it was some form of technology,
but it was so advanced, that it looked like literal magic.
I then began to realize, the demon horde is coming closer and closer to my position
and I still can't move and I'm still floating slightly above the ground,
in unison with countless other people. And as the demons get closer to us,
I can hear the screams of other people near by who also can't move, but are being eaten alive!
I then heard a very loud voice say, "APOPHIS" It can be heard through out the entire Earth!
In that moment, it's like time froze, as a huge Earth Quake had just begun. The
hungry demons coming closer to me, stopped. Everything stopped and we all were forced to
face Jesus, who was hovering in the sky above for all to see.
And in that moment, not only did this lifetime of all my sins flash before my eyes, but also,
at least eight other lifetimes I have lived, did too. And all the sins of those lifetimes,
had been shown to me as well. The most notable one was my life as a Roman Praetor. As a serial
killer... I killed too many Christians... That one hurt the most to see. This is what I meant by,
I am constantly a soldier for the "Nation of the Serpent." Just different time eras.
I felt nothing but immeasurable guilt and unworthiness. I felt unworthy to even be
allowed in his presence. I looked up at Jesus.
Before I could even react or say anything or even think in that moment, the background around me,
transformed instantly again, and I was back in the place where I could see Heaven and
the sky was split with light and darkness. I then heard Jesus say this to me, "It's time to
go back now. Remember what you saw, for this is what happens to ALL who die. Tell everyone this
truth that has been hidden from you! Death is not to be feared. Death IS your evolution! Repent in
death, repent in the face of judgement, repent to me in the face of total annihilation! I will hear
you! Follow me to the kingdom where the Immortal Sons of God live and have conquered death!"
I then woke up in the hospital, and realized I had been saved. On multiple levels... I found
out later that on the helicopter ride to the hospital that my heart had stopped two times,
and that they were able to resuscitate me 2 times with the AED. Nothing short of a miracle.
I tell this story not to scare anyone, or anything like that. I only am saying what I saw,
while there. This will be the first AND last time I confess this story out loud. I don't
wish to talk about it again, until I have to with Jesus, on my own terms, as I'm not
a perfect person by any means and I will have to answer for my own sins, to him, one day.
I'll see you all in heaven. God Bless Notes from Beyond Death: As a Marine Veteran
myself, I want to be very clear on this, if you choose to comment anything disrespectful
to this man I will immediately ban you. I will not even leave your comment up for
you to get a reaction from it. Save you and I both some time by not even
typing it if you're going to be rude. I have nothing but love and respect for our
Devil Docs. The Navy teaches them how to put a man back together and We Marines teach him how
to take one apart. Semper Fi!
Until next time, Stay Blessed!