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I hear someone calling: Oh, what is still the purpose, in a season that refuses to cool down? Therefore, a big land region is unusable. In a fire-pool where deranged demons are tumbling about frantically. There, the eternal liberal mouth blasphemous without reason. It does not know its reason for existence or its purpose. But sits in the ruler-chair to the downfall of the world. Therefore, in the useless financial trillion, food shortages reigns in ration upon ration.   

So the global extreme weather begins to initiate everyone. Look, there is no apple or orange in the orchard. On the land there is also not a cabbage or a pumpkin anywhere. In the final onslaught of the fishing net and harpoon, the majestic whale and the last shoals of galleon perish. Without garment or shoe, man is under compulsion to comply with shortages. Therefore, the last big war is not concealed any longer. The already severely threatened nations can also not be reconciled.