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The wind rustled over the waters of the earth that bubbled and fizzled. In the big Exodus of souls, the world relocated to different dimensions. In this way the planet deloused herself of her parasites. Yes, just like an overflowing dam with a broken sluice. The overpopulated earth was rid of her mob in seconds.

The bolts and the gates of hell broke, and Hades was unhappy with its enormous booty. The surface of the earth smelled wildly of sulphur and gunpowder. The bottom of the sea was covered with wrecks of boats and ships.  

But still Satan wanted to decide the lot of the last survivors through a one-world-order. Therefore, the big destruction whistled its destruction-tune without stopping. The economy was deceased to her last dime. The once pretty fountains in front of castles no longer spouted their water upwards.

The fall of the kings and the big ones could not be stopped. Therefore, in the mother of all wars, the bullets whistled wildly back and forth in Armageddon.  All of this was concluded with the big Godly Silence that would envelop everything. This silence was, in seconds, the only sound of several eons.

Then the wind would again rustle over the waters of the earth where it will softly, creatively bubble and fizzle.   And under the footsteps of Sion where she frolics, joyful and modest. Where a hundred and forty-four thousand praise and sing: Listen, oh Creation, we are finally home as Godly children.