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THE LORD'S JUDGEMENT
Petre's dream

In the first hours of the day of the 18th February 1997, when it was being still night and I was slipping, I, Petre, suddenly heard a thunder as strong as I never had heard before, after which I was together with the spirit in a deep pit, which seemed to be deeper than 33 feet. There were two rooms; in the first one, I saw a child of 11-12 years old, terrible trembling and it seemed that he was Jesus Christ. I was looking at him, as he was trembling; he was astonished, frightened and was eavesdropping at the next door to hear what was going on there. In the next room, it seemed that the God was.

Then, I suddenly was sitting in the front of a table and above my head two hands appeared, keeping an unfolded roll, written in Romanian language. A voice started to tell me fast and strong, and, as he was speaking, the two hands were unfolding the roll above my head. In the meanwhile, looking around, in a corner of the room, I caught sight of the child that I had seen before. He was trembling on and used to appear now as a material, opaque, body, now as a transparent one, as if were a conglomerate of spirits. That strong voice told me 3-4 minutes in Romanian language. I was very intent both at what he was speaking and what it was written on the roll, but I memorized only the last God's exclamation, uttered three times: "This is not possible! This is not possible! This is not possible!" With this latest God's exclamation, the hands wrapped up the roll and glued it with some adhesive band. The roll was of 3-5 feet.

Thinking on the way in which God show himself to me and told me, I memorize: "FURY, FORCE, SORROW and DESPERATION, at so high level so that they arise me both fear and pity for he who told me". God drawn me out from the pit and, on the ground, He looks like an adult, whom I seen only from the back. I was like a child in comparison with Him. God walked angrily while I was following Him asking him to repeat what He had wanted to say when we was in the pit, but He did not want to listen me. I followed Him until a very deep precipice appeared, from where I could not go on. He began to fly as a whirlwind above the wood clad valleys and mountain ridges of mountains.

After it, I came back grown sad at the pit. When I approached the pit, someone whispered me: "Do you see the Satan?" I looked at the left and I saw a black cat coming toward the pit. I attentively looked at the pit it its deepness; it used to have about two feet at its bottom and 13-15 feet at the ground. Inside a ladder allow the descent. At its edge, the pit was sullied with something black and sticky.

Someone whispers me: "Do you notice that Satan always come on God's trace in order to sully His works?"

Eventually, I, Petre, waked up, full of horror, fear and wonder for all what I had seen.