7 Open Visions of the Total Destruction of the West Coast of North America

In the early morning hours Feb. of 1988 while visiting a sister in Bangs, Tx. At 6:00 AM. The Angel of the Lord came and took me out into 7 open visions of the future of the West Coast of Canada lasting 45 minutes.This is my testimony of what I both saw and witnessed in real time.


No year or date was given. Standing on the shore of Port Angeles I could see the early rays of the sun rising up over the Pacific indicative of a imminent Pole Shift.


Feb. 1988, Bangs, Texas - as seen by Joshua Taylor. First recorded from Memory, Sept. 15th, 1993, Jasper, Arkansas.

      After having resided for a season in Texas within a spirit-filled community, I was in the process of saying my farewells prior to departing back up into my own country, when the ‘Spirit of the Lord’ fell on me as it did Ezekiel. The home of the elderly sister whom I had the privilege to help build, was still a shell on the inside with sheets for walls. Early that morning in Feb. of 1988, I awoke at approximately ten minutes to six to use the restroom. My mind was yet half asleep as I felt my way back to bed in the pre-dawn darkness. There was no indication that God was about to move to open up the windows of heaven and to bring me out into seven open visions lasting for 45 minutes. These 7 open visions would not only affect my life in times to come, but would affect all of North America! It was precisely six a.m. as I lay back down on the davenport. To me, this was just another morning. Nothing unusual. As my body touched the bed, I instantly became slain as the Spirit of God came in like a wave with such force, that it caused my body to roll over on its right side! Unable to speak, or to move or even to think, with my eyes wide open, the Lord took my soul into a future time and place. God had not just opened a door that I might witness with the eyes of the Spirit of things to come, but He also quickened all my natural as well as spiritual senses of perception. I lived and breathed and felt all that was in and around me. Seven times the Spirit of the Lord came in like a mighty wave, causing my body to roll over from one side and then to the other. Each time one vision ended, another began. For a full year after having these seven open visions, I had to learn to live with what God had revealed concerning. A full year after had the visions I asked the Lord to take away the spiritual memory of the lives that perished in judgment.


Dressed all in black I returned back to Victoria knowing that the time had come for the Almighty to judge the West Coast. To bring forth a message of warning and a time to flee!


Waiting for the ferry to come in I could see the early rays of the sun breaking over the Pacific.

     In the vision I had returned to Texas to fellowship with the brethren I had previously become acquainted with.  For no apparent reason, God cut my visit short and opened up a door to return back to my own country.  It was imperative to leave immediately!  The next morning I remember boarding the ferry in Port Angeles just outside of Seattle for Victoria, British Columbia.  I remember being very solemn as if I already knew beforehand what was to take place on this particular mission. The passage itself seemed to be in the cool of the year where a light jacket had to be worn.  There was no indication of snow being on the ground or in the air.  In my spirit it seemed to be about five a.m.  The sun had not yet come up above the horizon.  As to what season it was, it could have been early spring or late fall.


There was great fear on the faces of the news staff. It was as if the Cascadia Seduction Zone mega-quake had already struck the North West.

      As the Spirit of the Lord came in for a second time, the force of it pushed me yet into another vision. Turning over on my left side, I could see myself leaving the ferry terminal. There was quickness in my walk. After what seemed to be five minutes or so, I remember entering the front doors of a newspaper office in the downtown part of the city. To the right of the counter in front of me, the wall clock showed the time to be twenty-five minutes past eight in the morning. The office staff were yet half asleep as if they just returned after having the weekend off. Two or three of the staff still had cups of coffee in their hands. Standing to the left side of the front counter and with my back to the street entrance, I remember being dressed in black with a large staff in my right hand. (Along with the commission to return back to Canada, David Terrell gave me a set of his clothes and a staff) In the spirit, I could perceive them mocking me, as God had me to speak forth a warning to evacuate the west side of Vancouver Island. An earthquake measuring approximately 7.4 would hit twenty miles west of Victoria, causing a six foot tidal wave to hit the west side of Vancouver Island. I said that God’s mercy would be in it, and that minimal damage would occur if the news media would warn the public to take the necessary precautions to secure all water craft and for all ships to move to the east side of the Island.

     The Lord had me to make it very clear to these women who were nearly petrified with fear, that this particular earthquake would be the final warning to precede a cataclysmic quake that would destroy all life along the west coast of North America! Later that afternoon, I found myself back in the same office standing near the front counter in silence awaiting for the hand of God to move. It was a few minutes before two-thirty when I glanced up at the wall clock. Suddenly everything became quiet and deathly still! Even the birds stopped singing, sensing what was about to happen. Within moments, the silence was broken when every phone in the office began to ring off the hook. A six foot tidal wave had been sighted heading eastward towards the city resulting from a 7.4 earthquake twenty miles out in the Pacific. It was not until recently that I realized that severe damage must have occurred knocking out transportation on the west side of the island.


Mandatory evacuation of Vancouver Island was in effect. Ferry traffic to the mainland was jammed bumper to bumper to the south end of Nanaimo.

 Again the vision shifted. Panic had already begun to sweep over the island as people prepared to evacuate their homes for the safety of the mainland. Vancouver Island was put under mandatory evacuation! The roads leading northward of Victoria were rapidly jammed with traffic. It was somewhere during this time, that I met a fellow believer in Victoria who helped me get to the Nanaimo ferry terminal. Thousands were in the process of leaving for the mainland heading for the safety of Vancouver. I remember telling this brother to transfer all his financial assets ‘off the island,’ in and around the Hope area or lose everything to destruction. This man was extremely wealthy, and believed the word of the Lord. In the Spirit, I was lifted high above the Nanaimo terminal, and could see two and three lines of traffic had already backed up for what looked to be two or three miles in length. Extra ferries had to be called in to handle the enormous increase in both vehicle and foot traffic.


Mandatory evacuation of Vancouver Island was in effect. Ferry traffic to the mainland was jammed bumper to bumper to the south end of Nanaimo.

     For the fourth time, the Spirit of the Lord came in like a wave and forced my body onto the opposite side. The scene of the vision changed, and I was once again back in my body. This time I found myself on the top rear deck of a Nanaimo ferry preparing to leave port for Vancouver. Standing with many others on the port side rear of the passenger deck, I could see the boarding ramp, ‘the walk ramp,’ being raised up for departure. It was at this very moment that I instinctively turned and faced towards the east side of the ferry. In the Spirit I could see the water in the harbor began to boil with much activity, as a huge 90 ft. plus dinosaur suddenly stood up out of the water!!! The front claws of this huge prehistoric creature was no more than ten feet off the rear of the deck. His gigantic head was as big as a medium-sized car, with teeth that looked to be nearly two feet in length. I was close enough to feel the heat of its breath as it looked down at the people on the rear of the deck. The head of this T Rex creature exceeded the height of the top sundeck of the ship. Many on board the back part of the vessel were killed by massive heart attacks due to the immense fear generated by this creature that apparently was pushed up from the afternoon quake. Everyone except for myself everyone was stunned and severely in shock at what they saw taking place. Walking up to this flesh eater I began to communicate with it by the Spirit of the Lord. Close enough where I was able to touch its claws, Everyone who had a phone was rushing outside onto the deck to take pictures with what looked like to be present day I phones. After a period of ten minutes, I told him that he had done his job, and to turn around and go back into the water. This giant could have easily damaged the ferry. Its great size was almost beyond belief! The ferry was a newer class of ship, possibly the Spirit class that were not yet built at that time. It was apparent that the Lord raised this creature out of the sea as a sign that the beast of Revelations was about to rise up.


This was the first time that the arch angle Gabriel appeared to me on my right side in the visions. The warning was extended to evacuate the entire North American West Coast.

     For the fifth time the scene of the vision changed, and I found myself at the Horseshoe Bay terminal in Vancouver. The ferry was just pulling into port. It was apparent that news had already reached the mainland as there was much activity in and around the area. As the ferry backed into the docking zone, I could see that many major news networks were jammed in and around the boarding gates. ABC, NBC, CTC, all the big ones! For some strange reason, they were looking to me for answers. As night fell I could see dozens of new choppers leaving the terminal. Opening my mouth to say something Gabriel appeared on my right side. Still dressed in black and with a staff in my right hand, a major prophetic warning ushered out of my mouth for all peoples to evacuate the West Coast! In one mind these reporters wanted to know how much time they had. Through me, Gabriel spoke and said, “You have no time to sell your homes. Only enough time to flee!” Those who refused to heed the warning of the Lord would not be spared.

     This was God’s mercy not only to His own, but to all who would listen to His voice. This destruction that was foretold to many watchman, was God’s judgment upon the evil and unrighteousness not only in the Vancouver area, but south to Portland, San Francisco, Los Angeles, San Diego, Mexico, and on down to the southern tip of Argentina. God was angry, and was about to shake all the west coast including Alaska. It was at this point in the vision, that the arc-angel Gabriel suddenly appeared on my right-hand side, and asked me: “Where can my people go?” In answer to His question, I pointed up North to a remote area outside the Prince George area. In the vision, I handed the Angel of the Lord a long white tube that held the completed blueprints for the places of refuge. At the time of the visions, the Holy Spirit had just begun to reveal these plans for the survival of God’s people. It was not until the spring of 1993, that the first phase of these survival plans were completed.


There was a break in the time stream. Time was extended for everyone to reach the safety of the mainland. The convoy of vehicles leaving the east side of the Surrey bridge extended over 50 miles. I could see every vehicle and person. In the midst of the convoy I saw a 5 mile stretch of transport trucks. Fully equipped to set up a place of refuge. Gabriel appeared a second time. It was apparent that the great end time harvest of souls had already taken place. Time was given for even the wicked to flee like in the days of Noah!

     For the sixth time, the scene of the vision changed, and I found myself lifted up in the Spirit on the west side of Hope. From this vantage point high above the earth, I could see many thousands of cars, trucks, trailers, etc., loaded down with all that they could carry heading for the northern part of British Columbia. It looked as if 10,000 vehicles or 10, 000 people had heeded this warning to flee the Vancouver Lower Mainland to escape the impending judgment of God. In the Spirit, it felt as if seven to ten days had elapsed since the warning had been carried by the major news networks.

At this point in the vision, I found myself back in by body, standing on the west side of Hope near the highway heading towards Vancouver. For the second time during these visions, the Angel of the Lord appeared on my right hand. Still dressed in black, Gabriel commanded me to take my staff, and to speak forth a major destructive earthquake out in the Pacific. As I did, and as my staff hit the ground, this awesome earthquake immediately took place. Although I did not see the earthquake, I did see the catastrophic tidal wave that stood up out of the water and began making its way towards the mainland. In the Spirit, I knew it was a quarter mile height of approximately 1,500 ft. It washed over the mountains on Vancouver Island as if they were not even there. I watched as this massive wave of destruction hit Vancouver and the lower mainland. Looking up to the Father I could see his love for those who were perishing in judgment, but I saw no mercy in His eyes. Just a great sorrow and solemnness. They were destroyed because they took the word of the Lord lightly.

During this time the eyes of my Spirit were opened where I saw the faces of three million men, women, and children perish with nowhere to run!!! I witnessed all those believers in the Lord who thought that God would rapture them out of destruction. There were no survivors within 40 miles of the coast. Burnaby, Port Moody, and the other surrounding districts of the lower mainland along with the city of Vancouver no longer existed. Even 90 miles inland, as I stood alongside the south side of the Agassiz highway a few miles west of Hope, water from the tidal wave forced its way up the Fraser River and touched my feet!!


In a big screen I could see the faces of each and every one who died. I could see all the luke warm Christians who believed that God would rapture them out of tribulation. Shaking the fists in anger. I felt all the pain and horror of every soul.

    For the last time the scene of the vision changed, as the wave of the Spirit of God forced me on my opposite side. God allowed me to feel what it was like if Canada was a living person. It was as if a leg or and arm had been cut off, leaving that person severely crippled. God had brought Canada to her knees in a matter of moments. No longer was she whole!! Judgment had come swiftly, and without mercy for those who disobeyed Hs warning to flee to safety. In my spirit I knew that much of the Alaskan and Californian coast had also been destroyed. Shortly thereafter, word had got out about me speaking this judgment against the west coast. In the vision, I was being blamed for all the destruction and forced to flee my own country. The brother whom I had told to transfer his assets inland, flew me across the border in his private jet. In the Spirit, I could feel the persecution and the hatred towards God’s people. The denominational church was in shock as the so-called rapture teaching had not happened to save His people from the wrath of God!! Persecution began to rise up within the cities, forcing many of God’s people into the country for survival. In my spirit, I felt as if the ‘Great and Terrible Day of the Lord’ had finally come upon the world, and the church people who called themselves born-again believers were caught in a snare!!! As fast as the visitation came upon me, it left. Looking at the clock on the sill of the window, it was approximately 6:45 a.m.


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