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The fruit tree has budded out of season. In the brothel the word ‘pleasure’ dies. The rich man’s house turns into a slum. The king flees in terror to his well-prepared cave. The scoffers are now mocked loudly. The murderer strangles himself on his own throat.

Politics was plotting against itself all the time. The bankers then realize they were never a god. While the pope openly provokes his bishops. They accuse him, he is the reincarnation of the traitor Iscariot. The harlot of Babylon, no longer coquettishly silly, weeps over her merchant ships in global ban.

In high demand with no supply, she loses all her assets in her end-time destiny. So the vine also budded out of season. The judgment-lot falls on the West. Oh, what were they thinking turning their backs on their One Almighty God? That is why the mockers are now severely mocked. Look, it’s too late for all their tears and their snot.