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I hear an archangel calling: Oh, dear Earth, let’s put our cards on the table quickly. Oh, Earth, what do you have left in potential for man, for their spiritual-development value?

Look oh earth, in your sorrow and disdain, the gluttony of so much mining damage triumphs. From your open, bleeding wounds, inflicted by mining machinery’s brutal blows. You are opened to your deepest depths.

I hear an archangel calling: Oh, how much longer oh, Earth, do you still accept it all with such painful resignation. Look, man is no longer any mitigation or asset to you. Therefore, oh, Earth, bring your God-given scales closer now.

Burst therefore from your own seams, so that from your fire-breathing mountains, hot sulphur and lava can rain down on them. Also send unprecedented famine, pestilence, and sickness among your inhabitants.

Remove from their midst the last good and promote only evil. So that soldiers can march across their city squares in war parades. After which their national flags will hang half-mast on their poles.

I hear an archangel calling: Oh, listen dear Earth, your inhabitants have blasphemed against you in all the languages ​​of the world. You are their mother, their maintainer, but they only harm you. Therefore, bring your
destructive scales and treat them according to their self-determined evil value.