Yesterday I watched a young soul die forever, cease to exist, and it really, really depressed me.  Let me explain to you exactly how it happened.  I began to feel really exhausted at work, really depressed, but I got through the day and got home.  The neighbor was supposed to take Linda to the store but hadn't yet.  Though I would like to have gone myself I sent her alone.  Then I fired up the computer to check the news, and found the report of the Palestinian girl who blew herself up and killed several Israelis with her.  I asked my Spirit Worker how she was doing.  She replied "She's just barely holding on.  Everything that is happening has been explained to her.  She is begging that you come, that you hear her plea before the end comes."  I told my Guide "Open the passageways.  Guide me to her.  I'm coming!"  I projected my Soul into The Afterlife, and one of my Spirit Workers came to maintain my flesh while I was gone.
In The Afterlife I was taken to where this young woman suffered. The minute I arrived she cried out, "Glory unto God, for The Father Of Fathers, The Father Of Nations has come unto me!  Father Of Fathers," she cried, "help me.  Help my brothers and sisters!  I was betrayed.  I was lied to.  Those who sent me out to die knew this would be my fate.  They fully understood the truth of this place where I have come.  They knew what I would do would destroy me forever.  Still they sent me out to die and kill.  Please, Father Of Fathers, make my brothers and sisters understand.  Please tell them that no more of them must follow after me, that if they do what I do they will enter into hell beyond imagination.  Please, please save that I love!"  She began to back off from those around her and began to cry in pain.  She swelled and suddenly appeared to burst into flames.  Thousands of tiny sparks sped away from her into the utter Darkness that surrounds The Afterlife until there was nothing left.  One by one each of those sparks went out.  She was gone forever.  She had ceased to exist.
I returned to my body in a very, very ugly mood, thinking to myself "We are trying, dear one, we are trying, but those God has called to help us are not standing with us.  They prefer the ways of man, and will not join the struggle to save your brothers and sisters.  And without them we cannot succeed.  We are trying, daughter.  Some day you will be avenged.  That is the promise from days of old.  But right now we simply don't know how, we simply don't know how!"
Muhammed is looking for two people to help us.  They are his followers.  They pray to his God.  One is a short very fat balding man, who lives in New York City.  He spends his day in a big, lavish office making more and more money and having no idea what to do with it, for nothing brings him any joy.  Muhammed says "Come to The Voice Of The Prophets, and I will give you more joy than you can ever imagine!  I will give you more happiness than most in the world can ever imagine!  You are called by God to do His service, to fulfill His dreams, and that will answer all your wishes."
He also seeks a woman.  She lives in Los Angeles.  She spends her days hiding away in her house surrounded by all of her wealth.  She is tall and slim, and, very attractive except the left side of her face has a blemish, a scar or something, and she thinks it makes her unworthy.  Muhammed says "You are more than worthy!  Your beauty is beyond the flesh, beyond what the ignorant turn away from.  Go to The Voice Of The Prophets and he will show you how to make yourself more beautiful still, for true beauty is the glory that God gives to His faithful servants."
Muhammed is looking for these two, they are his children, they join him every day in prayer.  Now he wishes them to join him in the battle of life, he wishes them to join him in the fight to save his children, to save mankind.  If you see them tell them Muhammed is waiting. He wonders where they are.