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Death comes galloping on his pale grey Horse. Proudly he sits there as Hel and Hades’ prince. Winter spreads ahead its pale white frost and snow karos. It extends widely over city, town, field and forest.

The vine weeps in her winter sleep, without leaf or bunch of grapes. The orchard stands stripped bare, unattractively grumpy. The dead grassland also looks inhospitable and rude. The animals of the field are desperately looking for food everywhere.

In the squatter camp, burnt porridge scraps and bread crusts are no longer wasted. Because on the store shelf everything starts to cost more and more every day. Inflation becomes a giant uncontrollable colossus overnight. Many products on offer are politically banned, unreasonably.

The great powers begin to plot dangerously against each other. So it starts again, more and more perishable products rot in the ports. This causes a hungry mass to explode uncontrollably over the waste. A clever cunning rat now rules the East. But the West is ruled by a stupid fool.

In the global media war, the word belittlement and mockery rule as weapons. Yes, in an end-time story with an infinite tragic conclusion. So every government ends up hanging on its self-built scaffold. Know therefore, oh man, over palace as well as hovel, there reigns only one Righteous God.