Memoirs from the War in Heaven - a memoir by John H. Doe

The Beginning Is Near.

I, being a prophet of the Lord Jesus Christ, who got whacked on drugs maybe one too many times (years and years ago), I’m going to give it away. I’m going to give it ALL away. I wrote this book because I had to, because it needed to break free from me, into the world. But all of it, the story, the theology, the philosophy, the blame, the beginning and the end, the world, the victory, the answer, the mystery, and the tragedy: there is just one idea at the heart of it all. “God did not invent pain.” That’s it. You may go now.

But if you want to hear the tale of how the world came to be how it is, why it is that the War in Heaven happened, read the book. It’s about the real War in Heaven; the title is no metaphor for something else. You know, Lucifer, God’s brightest angel, who swelled up with pride and thought he could conquer He Most High. “Michael and his angels fought against the Dragon, and the Dragon fought, and his angels. And prevailed not. Neither was their place found anymore in Heaven.” War in Heaven. A war in eternity. And at stake was more than just Lucifer and company’s address; all creation was on the line. I saw it happen. The Fall. For there was a break in the Godhead, a crisis in the foundation of the world. Like the Dreaming had ruptured, and threatened the waking world…

There even came to be a place that seems just like what Hell was supposed to be. You don’t want to go there. And there is no Hell, but the mere idea of it is enough to think you’re damned forever. And everything like that, in the book, is what I saw, heard, smelled. This is backstage of the Powerful Play. This is what goes on in the realm of angels.

What would you expect?