Kevin's Encounter with God: What the Divine Really Wants From Us

Kevin had been married for 30 years. He had five daughters. He worked in technology, didn't drink or do drugs, and considered himself an agnostic. On July 13, 2021, he drove into town for gas and groceries, came home to their place in the country 25 minutes outside of town, and started cleaning out the downstairs freezer. It was hot, humid, typical summer weather.

His wife and two of his daughters were sitting in the backyard shade, watching one daughter's new lab puppy and making sure it left the free-ranging chickens alone. Kevin joined them at the patio table for a short break. He'd only been sitting there a few minutes when he felt a sudden, sharp pain in his left elbow.

"Something stung me," he told his wife. She said it was a wasp. She'd seen it land on his arm but it was gone before she could shoo it away. The last time Kevin had been stung was when he was 12 years old. He had a bad feeling about this one. His elbow was burning badly and had swollen to an inflamed four inches around with a raised white spot in the center.

He went back inside to finish cleaning the freezer. Ten minutes later, as he washed the sting area in the bathroom, he noticed it looked "redder and angrier than a few minutes before." He sat on the edge of the bed. His heart rate was elevated. He started counting: 150 beats per minute. "That is too fast for what I had been doing," he thought. A fine sheen of sweat covered him.

When his wife came downstairs, he told her he thought he was having a reaction and asked for Benadryl. But while she was getting it, he felt markedly worse. His heart was beating so fast he couldn't count it accurately. He felt sweaty, jittery. "She needed to call 911," he told her.

The Moment Between Life and Death

Kevin's blood pressure started to drop. "I could feel my life start to drain away," he says. "I have never felt absolute fear in my life but I was feeling it now." His muscles began to constrict. It felt like the air was being squeezed out of his lungs. His wife told him later that all the color drained from him and his lips started to turn purple.

He looked at his wife again. "All the fear that I had been feeling was released," he recalls. "All my concerns were directed toward her. As I fought for breath and consciousness, I knew I had to say goodbye to her before it was too late." Softly, he was able to tell her how much he loved her.

Then his oldest daughter came into the room, standing about five feet in front of him, just left of the doorway. He told her how proud he was of her and how much he loved her.

"Everything in the room changed and my adventure started," Kevin says.

The Tunnel and the Shards

Next to his daughter, a round tunnel appeared in the entryway to the bedroom. It was about four feet wide and seven feet tall, suspended about a foot off the ground like it was floating. It had a dark gray border about eight inches in width that "seemed to be moving like it was coming out of the tunnel and curling back on itself." The tunnel itself seemed static. As Kevin peered down it, he could see "a sliver of white light at the end."

He was dumbfounded. He wanted to tell his family to look at the tunnel, but before he could move a muscle, he saw "elongated diamond-shaped things that were about 4 inches in length shooting out of me." They were very slim, as thick as a piece of paper, reddish-brown in color and translucent. "They appeared to be ridged in places. They were not a solid color. I will call them shards because I have no other words to describe them."

He saw at least two dozen of these shards. They shot toward the tunnel, momentarily hovered at the entrance, then were sucked into the tunnel all at once.

"Immediately as these shards entered that tunnel I was connected to this somehow," Kevin says. "I could feel this tunnel with such nonverbal clarity. I could feel all my emotions and feelings. My entire mind and body were connected to something in the tunnel. It felt like every atom in my body was vibrating and responding to whatever was in this tunnel."

He realized, felt, knew somehow that there was something in that tunnel and it was accessing those shards. "I knew that those shards contained all my information: everything I had ever touched or tasted, every word and thought, every breath, every heartbeat, and every emotion. Everything I had ever experienced was all there and it had all been downloaded and absorbed."

Whatever was in the tunnel "was quite interested in my life experiences," Kevin says. "It seemed to be very interested in the emotions that I had experienced in my life. It was very interested in the emotional pain that my depression had inflicted upon me in life."

But he also understood that "it had absolutely no interest in my age, sex, race, social status, how much money I had in the bank, how successful I was in life, or which religion I was affiliated with." Those were all humankind concerns that meant little to whatever this was. "I remember uttering: all that does not matter," Kevin says.

The Entity That Makes God Look Small

Then whatever was in the tunnel started to exit. "I could not see this with my eyes but I feel this with every fiber of my body," Kevin recalls. "It felt like a tidal wave of positive emotions which first crashed over me then swirled all around me. The feelings of love, compassion, and goodwill were overwhelming."

As he looked at his daughter still standing beside the tunnel, he could see what was coming out of it: "It appeared to resemble liquid water except it looked more like clear flowing electricity. It flowed smoothly over my daughter's left shoulder and arm and was transparent and shimmering when doing so." Otherwise it was invisible to the eyes, but not to the soul.

Then his wife and daughter disappeared from his vision. He was no longer aware of their presence. Something else was in the room with him, five feet left of the tunnel. "This was the equivalent of a 500-pound silverback gorilla walking into the room," Kevin says. "Not only did it have my full attention but it rocked me to my very core."

Although he could not see it with his eyes, "I could feel this thing with everything I had. My entire central nervous system was connected to this. Every feeling, every emotion, and every molecule of my body was connected to this thing."

"I was in the presence of the most intelligent and powerful force in this universe and beyond," Kevin says. "This was absolute radiating intelligence and there was no doubt about what this was. The IQ of this entity must have been in the trillions but I don't think this has a limit on how smart it can be."

The next thing he felt was that this entity was very old: "I am not talking like thousands of years old. This being is billions upon billions of years old."

"I am about to lose my mind because I cannot believe what is in front of me," Kevin says. "It's a darn good thing that I cannot see this entity with my eyes because I am sure my human brain would be unable to process this."

Is this God? "But comparing this entity to what our earthly religion teaches us shows how infantile and naive we humans are," Kevin reflects. "Comparing this entity to God would be like comparing a 300-megaton nuclear weapon to a firecracker and saying they produce the same effects."

Do Not Worship Me

Kevin had so many questions. Why was this happening to him? Why was this entity here? "I can feel my sanity start to slip when this presence starts to communicate with me," he says.

The communication was unlike anything human. "There is no misunderstanding, no double meaning, and no deception," Kevin explains. "The way it communicated, it did not use something as primitive as sound waves and oral words. I have never experienced telepathy but I don't think that was the mode of communication."

"When this super intelligence communicated with me I understood what it was saying not with my ears, not with my mind, but with absolutely everything. Every molecule in my being knew what was being conveyed."

Then came the message that would shatter Kevin's understanding of religion and spirituality.

"It is like a slap in the face or maybe more like getting ice cold water thrown over me again," Kevin says. The entity communicated: "Do not worship me."

Then Kevin received what felt like a download of information all at once, "swirling all around me." He understood that this entity "cared little for worship as this entity deals with pure data. It has already received millennia of worship and has learned everything it needs to know from worship. Now we are just repeating ourselves billions of individuals over and over and over."

"I got the impression if that's a person's choice then go for it but don't expect miracles to happen from prayers because the universe does not work this way," Kevin says. "I understood if a person is mean and thinks that praying, going to church, and donating to their dogma is going to absolve them of their behaviors then they are gravely mistaken."

He also understood that "while we are in this universe we have free will and choice. Our life is ours alone and nothing is set in stone." "I understood that God is not going to interfere with our life, therefore bad things happen to good people." "I understand this universe is a very dangerous place and death is always close and certain but this is the nature of our existence."

"I understand that the very core of most religions, such as how we should be treating each other, do no harm and thou shalt not kill, are all correct," Kevin says. "Yet somehow I know the message has been tainted by humans who like to control people and things."

"God does not care what kind of animal protein you eat," Kevin understood. "If your religion approves of killing yourself or others this will not gain favor with God."

"I get the distinct feeling that we could grind this planet to dust and there will be no intervention," Kevin says. "Sorry but Jesus Christ and his army of angels are not coming to save you. There is not going to be a Rapture or anything like that. This world and what we do with it are all on us."

"It's time for us to grow up and quit thinking of God as our parent who is going to take care of us like children. It does not work like that."

The Projection of Everything

As this information swirled around and through him, Kevin started to see a faint outline of the entity because behind it, it was projecting an image. "I could see a projection of our planet Earth and behind our planet I could see our entire Milky Way. I could see the galaxy we live in." There was one other image slightly to the right of these projections, but for some reason Kevin couldn't focus on it even months later.

Another wave of information swelled over him. "I understand that this entity is telling me that not only did it create all of this but it is connected to everything," Kevin says. "I understand that this mega being is not only connected to everything in this galaxy but also to everything everywhere. This is how it learns. It does not just learn through observation, measuring, or repetition. It learns by being it and living it."

"And I understand that we are a very important part of this learning process," Kevin says.

He could see an outline of the entity against the projections it was producing. "I can't make heads or tails of what I am looking at," he says. "I think if I was seeing this entity for real it is probably galaxy size. To me it looks lumpy. As I gaze into this entity I can see plumes of blue electrical discharge being released as if watching a thundercloud at night lighting up with electrical discharge." "As I peered into this entity I feel like I could just wander forever and never get to the end."

Then Kevin noticed that this entity had its full attention on him. "I can't believe with everything that this God is processing throughout the universe it has time for something as minuscule as myself," he says. "It knows me. It knows everything about me. I can feel it stripping away the layers of my persona, revealing more and more until it gets right down to my very soul."

"My soul is exposed and for the first time in my life I know that I have a soul," Kevin says. "I can feel this entity look upon my soul and for some reason I can feel that the entity is surprised. There is some kind of recognition that took place between it and my soul. We know each other."

Through the Black Hole to Another Universe

Then things changed abruptly. "The next thing I know I am in the tunnel," Kevin says. "It is just my soul and consciousness. I know that my body has been left behind. With no perceived effort I have been liberated from my body but I still feel like I am me." "It feels like I am moving at an incredible speed up this tunnel yet there is no sensation of movement."

Without any sensation of slowing or stopping, Kevin found himself at a complete stop inside of a huge dark cavern. He was completely alone. Before him was "an intense ribbon of white light that I had first spotted when I had originally looked down this tunnel at the beginning of this ordeal."

"But this light is a lot closer and I can gaze upon it in detail," Kevin says. "To me it appears like a living lightning bolt and like the border of the tunnel this light is churning out of itself and curling back on itself, making the appearance that it is working hard to keep this vortex open." "There is absolutely no light that is being radiated outward from this fissure or vortex." It looked about 10 feet long and maybe 2 feet wide at its widest.

"For some reason this whole cave or dark place seems familiar somehow," Kevin says. "I cannot see much because no light can shine upon this cavern but I watch the way this light is moving and it seems fluidlike and alive." "The light doesn't act like I would think it should act."

He realized "there is a great amount of force being exerted upon this fissure." He also understood "I am floating in an absolute void. I can't hear anything because I understand I am in a vacuum."

"I see now that I am looking down upon this fissure and what I thought was very close to me now comes into perspective," Kevin says. "I am very far away from this fissure which I now realize is absolutely massive, powerful, and somehow made possible by the powers that be."

"Then I realized that this is a black hole," Kevin says. "I was transported to the event horizon or beyond of a black hole. Could I do this if I was alive? The answer I believe is no. The power of a black hole is needed for a soul to travel from one universe to another."

He felt no sense of danger. Then he noticed he was falling toward the fissure. "Before I can react I am engulfed by this light," Kevin says.

"It felt like this light had attached itself to my soul and it was also attached to all my emotions," he recalls. "Then it feels like all my emotions are being pulled like the stretching of a thick rubber band except it feels like I have a million rubber bands that are stretched all at once and they are getting to the breaking point. This sensation was very uncomfortable." "I cried out in my mind: why are you not letting me in?"

"That's when I pass over to this other universe," Kevin says. "I was now outside our universe. This place is something very different from the universe we had been born into."

"The first thought that entered my mind was: this is my true home," Kevin says.

The Universe of Souls

Kevin was floating in space. "Far off in the distance I can see a massive golden colored universe, galaxy, or nebula. I don't know what it is but I know that's where I am supposed to go."

"There was no time here," Kevin says. "I was outside of time and perhaps time did not exist here. Maybe it was just different here."

He could see "very bright pinpoints of light floating all over the place." At first he didn't know what they were. As he focused on the one closest to him, he realized "this pinpoint of light is a soul." "I was one of these pinpoints of light," he says.

"As I looked upon this soul I could see that it had a geometric pattern to it that was different from what my soul looked like," Kevin recalls. "Although I could not see myself I knew the pattern our soul takes and appears to others."

"I realize that this soul I am looking at is not a human soul," Kevin says. "This is something very different and the first thing that pops into my mind is that this is a soul of an alien from some other planet but that doesn't seem right because somehow this geometric pattern is telling me what kind of being this is."

"The word 'machine' pops into my mind," Kevin says. "I thought: how is that possible? How could a machine have a soul?"

The Voice and the Nature of Souls

"That's when the voice started talking to me," Kevin says. "This communication was more like I guess what telepathy would be like. It spoke to me in a very soft feminine sounding voice."

"I also understood that I was surrounded by unlimited information and I had a guide who could answer any question I had," Kevin recalls.

The guide explained to him in a very simple, straightforward way:

"Let me put it this way: your soul is connected to your consciousness. The moment your species came into being you start to develop a soul but it is not until you become self-aware that your soul is solidified. That does not mean complete and it takes a long time for your soul to develop just like your species."

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