At Desteni-Universe we communicate daily with beings in heaven such as Osho, Jesus, Buddha, Kryon and many more.
We have launched an addition to our site where we publish messages from the recently departed to their loved ones-- this is done randomnly with 10 crossover messages a day-- we cannot due to timeconstraints do specific readings. If you had some-one that crossed over recently, you may find a message at desteni-universe. The messages are typed by the being that crossed over themselves through the interdimensional portal.
 
Please send this message to all you know-- you might connect some one with a loved one -
 
How to share in our research
A suggestion is to request the being that crossed over to send you a message-- Please then keep a diary as proof and share with us if your message reach our site.
 
The messages will be available from 2 June 2007
 
At Desteni Universe we cover topics such as God, forgiveness as well as speaking to the beings that have crossed over about what heaven really looks like; heaven existing in equality and oneness with earth.

We have launched an addition to our site where we publish messages from the recently departed to their loved ones-- this is done randomnly with 10 crossover messages a day-- we cannot due to timeconstraints do specific readings. If you had some-one that crossed over recently, you may find a message at desteni-universe The messages are typed by the being that crossed over themselves through the interdimensional portal.
 
Please send this message to all you know-- you might connect some one with a loved one -
 
How to share in our research
A suggestion is to request the being that crossed over to send you a message-- Please then keep a diary as proof and share with us if your message reach our site.
 
Here is an example of some of the channelings of recently departed children that died in Iraq
 
Bless you
DAILY LIST – RECENT DEPARTURES /DEATHS

 DATE: 11 June 2007 - 01

TIME STARTED:  19:11

TIME ENDED: 19:57


1. My name is Phelik Ightene and I died during the Iraq War with America in Iraq. I lived with my    mother and my father and my younger sister. I was eight years old and my sister was four years old. All four of us died in a car when we were running in our town when it was bombarded with flames and explosives into our homes and on the street. Sometimes it looked strange because you can’t tell whose who. Everyone may look different but their doing the same thing. They’re killing each other and they’re killing others as well and in that there is no difference. So why I ask, why do this when you see what is happening and how many people are being killed, why can’t they just talk? We got into our car parked on the street and when my father turned on the ignition of the car, shots were fired, lots of it that went straight through the car and we all died in the car. I got shot three times before I died and I saw my family also get shot and there was blood everywhere splattered in the car. It was horrible and it was sad. I died before I could cry, but when I got to heaven I cried for a little bit, we all did. Then, I am fine I realised. Where I am now is much better than in the world. No child could be more happy than where we are. But this world will become such a place where all will want to live and be happy always like I am and my family am.

2. Hello. My name is Jeodon Kalip and I died in the Iraqi War a while ago. Me and seven or nine other young boys were captured along with our fathers and mothers in the town where we lived. They took us, the children, and put us against the wall with our heads facing the wall and our backs facing our fathers who was on their knees on the ground with other men standing with big guns and army outfits. There was about 15 or 20 of the army men who came into our country. They were screaming at our fathers, asking them questions for information about our country, many questions they were screaming, not asking. Then they said that they would shoot us, one by one, if they don’t immediately answer the questions. I don’t know why they did that because my father had nothing to do with the government. The people coming into our country is fighting the government and we are not the government. We are the people that live in the country which the government allows us to live in, so why kill us? All the fathers cried and yelled, they didn’t have any answers. Then, one by one they killed all of us as they said they would. I was the fifth one to be shot. They shot is straight in the head, which I saw when I looked at the other boys who were shot before me. I did not feel anything when I died except a quick moment like my head had the worst headache in the world, ever. My father is also here with me, but not my mother, she must then still be alive.

3. Hi. My name is Amsotan Regeal and I died when I was seven years old in the Iraqi war. Jeodon in number 2. is asking me to tell you that he was six years old when he died. I died one evening when I was sleeping, when my mother was sleeping and when my older sister was sleeping and we woke up when my father came home, which was strange. They also died with me. We could hear in the evening the bombs go off far away and sometimes you could hear shooting in the street and that’s why we stayed at home. Only my father sometimes came early in the morning to bring us food and then he left again, we were not to leave the house, he always said, never. And he never stayed very long, sometimes he’d be away for long and we’d go to bed very, very hungry. Then one evening he came home, which he hadn’t done for quite some time because he comes in the early morning only. He was crying and he had blood on his clothes – this was not the father I knew, he was gone, he changed. He had a gun in his hands and he said: I’d rather send you to your death by my own hands with honour, knowing where you are and have gone, than have you be killed by someone’s hand that come from the Devil himself. My father killed us all and himself and now we are all together in heaven with everyone else who dies in the world. Heaven has changed and is changing still and therefore earth will change and is changing.

4. My name is Vancensca Hamaad and I died when I was nine years old in Iraq because of the War. You know, if this didn’t happen many children would still be here and could have changed the world in the future to come. Don’t just kill us because you see yourself worthless, one human being does have the ability to change the world and that is each child’s ability. Hear when we speak to you, because you don’t hear grownups. You don’t care what happens in Iraq and how the children die, because you allow it to continue, you do nothing. All you do is gasp in horror and disgust and write about it in newspapers and books – what is that going to do? Do you have a method, a support plan here on earth that involve others participating to make a difference? Why don’t you stand up and do something? Must one of your own children die first before you actually do something in this world to make it possible for children to live in? Where I am now, in heaven, I am grateful because here I am able to make a difference to this world in each and every single moment, but I’m coming back to earth. You nay kill me as much as you like, I am coming back to earth and making this place a place where children love, where children have joy and a place where children are free. I died when I was shot because my mother and I were running from our home when our town was attacked. They shot anyone and everyone on the streets when they came into our country, into our towns: Why? Why don’t you stop? How many of us must die world before you see, before you hear and before you act? How long must children be killed, be murdered? How long?

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