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Oh, just look at the course of the end-time. In the world’s last buying and selling. On the White Horse God’s Word comes. He wears a garment dipped in blood. So, woe to the day of the liberal philanthropist. He is stripped of his Lucifer phantom-gleam, to darkness. Where, oh worldling, is your hope now?

Just look through your microscope, there your death is lurking in a new pestilence. Simultaneously look through your telescope. Soon a spectacle of asteroids with mass-death in it will come, out in the open and visible to the naked eye. Yes, it comes for certain, and it is wide and big.    

Then the compass shifts away from North. The sun scorches, it burns, but still man wants to buy and sell. But soon Babylon and Mammon will stand completely stripped of their wealth. Her entire trade-fleet lies stranded across the seven seas. Therein now lies the unsolvable knot for the rich ones of the earth.   

In their triple six trademark there is no hope for the world anymore. So the big war comes closer for the West in gunshot upon gunshot. The riders of the Red Horse and the Black Horse now ride wild and bareback. Elohim’s Word now comes terrifyingly on the White Horse. Look, he is dressed in a garment dipped in blood.