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In the wild dance of nature-spirits, there the planet throws all progress off balance. But over this, man reacts unfazed and nonchalant.  Yes, in all her efforts to replace the destructive judgment through rebuilding. Infrastructures and cities are quickly rebuilt and patched up overnight.    

But in the pulsating prophetic urge, where many cataclysms will catch man unawares. Nature is incessant on her destructive path.  Under thundering power, there she reigns with compulsion. While people blaspheme with words: Oh God, what have U done again?

Look, everywhere there is a country flag hanging half-mast. Mournful tears are dripping over many cheeks. But shortly after, the damage is ostensibly effortlessly replaced. But under the next thunderbolts of gigantic floods that come to usurp the silence. Overflowing rivers just throw man off balance again.    

With war, pestilence and famine that land among the world-population uninvited. Soon the rebuilding-urge will not reign among man, only the survival urge. Look, there under the slave-path of the one-world-order compulsion. Only one way of thinking will reign soon, and it is: man is currently even scared of her own shade.