A priest had a heart attack, went to Hell, and didn’t like the music
I usually scroll past articles that promise a first-hand account of the afterlife from someone who had a near-death experience but returned to the land of the living. I almost clicked past this article, too–it’s about a priest who “died” after suffering a heart attack–but I hit the wrong key and ended up scrolling deep into the story. That’s where it got funny-weird.
Hold on. Back up.
In a series of TikTok posts, Gerald Johnson details his trip to Hades in 2016. It did not get a good review. “I was there and I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. I don’t care what he did to me. No one deserves that…The things I saw there are indescribable. It brings up so many difficult feelings when I talk about it.”
On his trip, Father Johnson encountered a demon riding a poor burning bug-eyed soul like a donkey. That was bad enough, but then he entered a second section of Hell.
The Jerusalem Post reports on Hell’s Music Room from Hell: “He says he heard songs there like Rihanna’s ‘Umbrella’ and Bobby McFerrin’s ‘Don’t Worry Be Happy.’ Sounds nice, right? No. He said that it’s not the original artists who sing the songs, but a group of demons that use the words to torture us.
“He added that ‘every word of every song was made to torture you for the fact that you didn’t worship God through music while you were on Earth.'”
Yikes. Time to repent before it’s too late.
So, let me get this straight…a PRIEST went to Hell??
What kind of horrible person would this priest, a supposed “man of God”, be to go to Hell?
Not the kind of person who I would want telling me about religion would be my guess!
I died when I was 18 due to trying to kill myself and they were able to bring me back. But Hell is nothing like he described. What he described sounds like a story from a book. When I died, the last to go is your hearing and after that is when I enter Hell. Hell is dark, darker than dark, you see nothing but you hear people screaming and screaming louder than you can ever imagine, you feel everybodys pain and it’s so cold. You are all alone in complete utter darkness, feel millions of people pain going through you and again it is so cold, colder than you could ever imagine. When I was there, I kept begging God to forgive me for what I had done and to bring me back. After I don’t know how long but all of a sudden in a distance I heard we got her back, let’s go. After that , the next thing I know, I am waking up in ICU just a couple rooms down from my mother, who was dying. But, God did not send me back!