On the melody of the internet, a Messenger is running and he proclaims the big forthcoming pestilence in unprecedented, filthy slur. Yes, the microorganisms diligently sharpen their knife and they come to teach Homo sapiens a very hard lesson.

The world press now unanimously calls in one loud voice, bring the microchip now closer quickly, with the number triple six and also very quickly make this a one-world law. Yes, so the chosen ones will also find it difficult to give resistance to this.

But look, there are nevertheless a few sealed against this and their forefather’s name was Seth and with the help of Heaven they sidestep the world-matrix net. Oh, there is a very dangerous bug in the harlot bed of the whore of Babylon and the colored Balaam DNA is the first to become incurably infected by this.

Skinny suddenly becomes ugly and the last fashion on earth is seriously fat-inclined. Everyone now just runs chaotic and uncontrolled West and nobody takes any notice of any border law anymore. The worldling would do well to take notice of the melody of the internet, yes while they know that completely too late they have tried to give resistance to the world-offers.