Vision: The Suitcases

 

Vision: The Suitcases

24^th February 2014

This vision was seen late December 2013.

I saw a large inter-city railway terminus. All the platforms looked three times longer than normal railway platforms; positioned in various places on the platform were four porters, waiting expectantly for the due train.

In a flash several trains arrived and vanished. There were no passengers in the trains, nor any waiting on any of the other railway platforms.

In the twinkling of an eye, these trains appeared, dumped a massive number of suitcases onto the platform and vanished.

All the suitcases strewn along the platform looked identical. They were large vintage tan leather suitcases with wooden trims. Strangely, not a single one had a handle or strap or any place where one could hold, or grip it, to carry it.

Trains arrived and vanished at great speed. Soon the platform was strewn with stacks of these vintage tan leather suitcases. The porters stood perplexed. They did not have enough luggage carts or trolleys to carry these many suitcases, and in the absence of handles or straps, or wheels, they did they know how they could lift such heavy bags and load them onto the few baggage carts that they did have. They could see that lifting even one such bag could break their backs.

The porters were puzzled. Carrying these many handle-less bags looked beyond their job description, so though they continued to stare at the suitcases, they stepped back and did not touch any of them.

I understood that each of these four porters was equipped to handle grave matters.

So why had these porters been waiting for these trains and the luggage, if they were not to touch any of these?

As the porters, now stepped a further distance away from the suitcases, they understood that they were there not to handle the baggage, but to only witness that such suitcases had indeed arrived.

The suitcases now flew away speedily from the railway platform, to a deserted place.

I saw that these suitcases piled up on each other, like bricks and formed a large mansion. This house was run on the sources obtained from within the suitcases.

I was made to understand that though the suitcases formed the very structure of this large house, each could be removed without toppling the others.

I understood that from time to time, owners of the suitcases would have to come to claim them.

 I saw the above-mentioned portion of the vision late December 2013.

In recall, that entire environment seemed cold, heartless, desolate and eerie.

24^th February 2014

Early this morning, I was specifically reminded of the vision. It flashed again before my eyes and as if continuing from where it left off, the second part began to unfold.

I saw the ‘Suitcase Mansion’.

I saw a man approach the left corner of the  outside wall of this ‘mansion’,  and a large suitcase, easily emerged by itself. No disturbance was caused to the wall by this removal of a single suitcase. No gap appeared in the wall. The brick-like positioning of the tightly packed suitcases, continued to look the same.

In this way, several men came at different times and a large suitcase emerged  by itself from this left side of the outer wall, for each of them.

As before, there were still no leather handles on any of the bags.

There was something very peculiar looking as every man walked away with a suitcase.

On closer look, I saw that the suitcases which had no wheels were moving fast and dragging the men behind them. A long dog leash was attached to each suitcase, and now the scene resembled that of a man out walking his dog. Except, that here, it was the suitcase, out front, dragging the man who had been put on a dog leash and pulling him at speeds he could not keep up with.

It was strange seeing the suitcases drag these men on dog leashes. Unable to keep up with the speed and pressure from the leash, the men crashed into heavy objects or fell into the sea and suffered much injury. I saw one man run into a lamp-post and badly injure his head.

I now saw only suitcases.

The men had fallen on the ground or into the sea and some were more seriously injured than the others.

Now there was a long pause.

The suitcases flung open. Much darkness emerged from them.

The contents spilled out onto the pavements.

I saw cardboard envelopes, with adhesive liners, as used by courier companies. Out of one spilled out syringes and drugs, another contained a long list of affiliations and allegiances to satanic cults; from one of the suitcases emerged new age prophecies penned by non-believers, tarot cards, lists showing that some of these men were on-going clients of witches.

One suitcase had overturned it’s contents on the promenade. Blood-stained cloth patches cut from male and female pajamas created quite a stench in the atmosphere. On the ground lay a wooden figure of an unborn child in fetal position made from ebony wood. On the entire top of the head, were etched grooves that appeared similar to those on old LP records.

Within the vision, I wondered how to describe every single item scattered on the ground, upon the persons of these fallen men, and that which had blown into the sea.

I was instructed  that only these words could describe all the items, collectively- GROSS DARKNESS.

These men had a record of darkness, that they had never renounced but had stored it away and built their lives on this accumulated darkness.

I understood that these men I saw in this vision presented themselves as leaders, apostles, prophets and seers to the  gullible, world over.

These apostles and leaders of darkness will have the source of their ‘special powers and anointings’ that they had for so long bragged about in person and in their writings, uncovered.

Their suitcases were ready to walk them and expose their gross darkness.

Isaiah 31:1-3

31 Woe to them that go down to Egypt for help; and stay on horses, and trust in chariots, because they are many; and in horsemen, because they are very strong; but they look not unto the Holy One of Israel, neither seek the Lord!

2 Yet he also is wise, and will bring evil, and will not call back his words: but will arise against the house of the evildoers, and against the help of them that work iniquity.

3 Now the Egyptians are men, and not God; and their horses flesh, and not spirit. When the Lord shall stretch out his hand, both he that helpeth shall fall, and he that is holpen shall fall down, and they all shall fail together.

Bombay-India

Swarna Jha