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Four horses stand tail to tail, while they manoeuvre their faces in the four wind directions of the earth. The Red Horse stomps his hoof and takes his first step. From that moment on, the words peace no longer exists.

Without further ado, all monetary systems are liquidated globally. By this, all human freedom is also cancelled. There is global wild speculation about this and that. But a one-world order desperately does not let anything halt or stop itself any longer.

After this, the soil of the earth is coloured blood-red by human blood again and again. Therefore, oh man, flee for safety to the mountains without looking around. Behold, the great abomination is actually generated, to be able to operate openly in practice, visibly in your midst.

The Black Horse then stomps his hoof and takes the second step. The already lingering famine is no longer kept away from man, creature, game, and livestock. This, while the deadliest, biggest plague ever in human memory, sweeps everything away with itself, in unprecedented loss of life.

The people weep and humanity mourns. But in a Divine Silence, Mercy turned His face away from their suffering. It is too late oh homo sapiens, to want to communicate in Spirit and Truth now. It is too late to want to honour God in mass groups during prayer meetings.

The Grey Horse stomps his hoof and takes his first, in his already last step. To the realm of death, which now begins to mercilessly digest everything in its bowels. While the global, liberal soul inside is murmuring and weeping, grinding, and mourning. Yes, in a futile hope that can never manifest in bliss.