Rick Harrison - www.mapilots.com
I was flying a small airplane in Missouri near the
Kentucky and Missouri State line. As I was flying I noticed columns of very
black smoke coming from the ground; it filled the sky and was forcing me and
other aircrafts to land. I noticed a helicopter having to land because of
the smoke. (Under normal circumstance smoke is not a problem to fly.
The only other thing that would force us down is volcanic ash.) I had no
place to land except a deserted highway. Once I landed I got out of the
airplane and got my bag while carrying a parachute, and took off east on
foot. As I was running through a city I noticed that it was during the
month that students graduate from school.
Later I found myself at what seemed to be the Mississippi
River. I saw a bridge that had partially collapsed. This bridge I believed
to be connected to the Missouri and Kentucky Border. Part of the bridge on
the Missouri side was still holding up but was broken up. There were holes
that you could see right through. I noticed people jumping off the edge and
swimming, from west to east, to the Kentucky side. I then realized that
there had been a major earthquake while I was flying. Then, suddenly, the
earth began to shake violently a second time. I saw people bouncing on the
bridge uncontrollably in the air between 3 to 5 feet. I saw cars at the
bottom of the river. I began to try making it back on to solid ground;
then, finally, it stopped shaking. Everything got quiet so I decided I'd
better cross and continue eastward. I noticed the river level dropping
quickly. By the time I got down to the river it was totally empty, so I
walked on the surface of the river bottom. There was a bed of rocks that I
walked on to get to the other side.
I was then standing on the KY side of the river and I
looked toward the north and saw a highway or interstate deserted. I noticed
that the road paralleled the river. Then I was at the edge of a fence with
several groups of people trying to find away through. I looked again toward
the north and noticed a heavy amount of cars racing toward the south at
tremendous speeds. Suddenly I heard a loud roar and saw from the corner of
my eye, far to the north, a mighty wall of water. It was as if a huge lake
had been dumped into the Mississippi. I immediately yelled to run. Part of
the crowd found a gate and was running through it. The next moment I found
myself reaching the edge of my hometown of Bowling Green, KY. I looked back
and saw that powerful water moving toward the south. It seem as if the city
of Bowling Green had just escaped this major disaster.
Finally the voice of God spoke to me and said, “MY
PEOPLE PERISH BECAUSE OF THE LACK OF KNOWLEDGE!”
