You Do Not Have to Partake of This

I was in school,
And then the gates of hell opened.
"The age of Athena has come."
Suddenly, a loud voice Spoke above the winds,
"I am Jesus Christ, Jehova -Jyra, Yeshua Hamashiach,
"And I AM Who saves you.
"Come to me!"
And I was sucked into a school bus
And on the school bus was a bully.
God said to me, "Some of you here
"Will go to hell, but will also witness
"The splendor I have given my servants."
I knew I was saved
As the white clouds and verdant landscapes
Flew beneath my feet, to where I would now go.
But the bully would perish.
Then, I was raptured above
And there were multitudes running a marathon.
A Giant stood, and where He stood
The ground began to fissure
And a lake of fire bubbled up from beneath.
The multitudes ran toward the fissure,
And it divided the multitudes
So the multitudes fell into the burning lake of fire.
And they fell in, running along the sides of the fissure
And some of them would slog through the lake of fire
Their feet burning to the bones, until they fell in and were no more.
Then the LORD then said unto me,
"Brandon, look upon my Wrath.
"You will not partake of it."
And there remained a black, tar slough
Where the dead, like fish out of water,
Would gasp for air like the bubbling of a tar pit.
And they were no more.