Chapter 113 - THE STRANGE DIOCESE

(July 26, 2021)

Someone was carrying me up in the air. I felt her hands which were holding both of my arms behind me.

I was like in a squatting position, my knees were in semi- square bend, and both of my hands were all downward, as if my arms were sticking straight on my sides.

And the one who was carrying me was a woman.

I heard her voice, while passing to different places.

Our motion was so fast, flying in the air, flying above the road, passing above the green grasses, seeing strangers of that place.

But, noone saw me while I am flying above them and even I am passing by, near them.

I saw the sceneries clearly with my naked eyes, to remember everything. I tried to open my eyes wide to remember this strange visions.

I could feel the swift breeze of the wind while being carried everywhere.

Until we came in a wide building, she brought me around it to see the whole structure, it's all color green, the wall was covered by a screenlike thing, and I saw its name, written above the building, all in capital letters, but it's so fast that I could hardly read it all. Our flying motion was so fast, I just passed by the name of the building and the words I saw were PARISH, DIOCESE. The height of the building was like the normal parochial church, not so high.

So, I just asked the one who's carrying me,

"𝐼𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑠ℎ? 𝐴 𝑐ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑐ℎ?"

And she answered, "𝑌𝑒𝑠."

She brought me inside of it, the door was automatically opened, as if there's an invisible force doing it, for me to enter swiftly, still, I am being carried at the same position.

In one corner, I saw a tall thing sticking on the wall, it's so big, bulging out, but it was all covered.

I am scared what it was, afraid to see it.

The inside of the church was so gloomy, you could feel an eerie feeling inside.

Next, we passed by another corner, I saw another figure, this time it's like a family, I thought they were all statues, like a holy family nativity scene (Belen). But they were moving, they were real, but they all looked dirty, with rugged clothes like those of the servants. The man who was sitting there as head of the family looked sad, in anguish feeling, as if they were all suffering.

Still, they cannot see me, as if I am an invisible force watching over them.

Then, we passed by another area, inside that church. I saw many pregnant women lying on bed. And there were few women or young girls standing beside them also, assisting them. But the color of their clothes were all dark with dirty white part, they wore a long clothing like those of the nuns.

And the emotions I witnessed there were all full of sorrow, sadness, there's no joy at all, as usual, in that corner.

Next, we came to its adjacent side, the women were lying also, and the same appearance like the nuns I saw before, but this time, they had already delivered their babies. But their situation was so pitiful, somebody's holding their naked newborn babies, and they let the babies pee directly to the mouth of the mothers. It's like a horrid situation, the mothers looked tired and hungry, but they drank pees instead of clean water.

So, I asked again, "𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚?"

I said to myself, this place was torturing people.

Finally, we went out, away from that dark place.

I woke up, it's already 7 in the morning, Monday.