1 July 2018 Sunday morning 24.30

In the position of the stars, both Scorpio and Cancer now run limping. Through the warning words of Virgo’s song, terrified the heavens now shudder. Look, then the light of the sun is replaced by the darkness.

Therefore the Half-breed lion now carries on aimlessly, because the false Judah, the Jew, has hanged himself. The arrow of Sagittarius is replaced by fire, yes by lightning and a terrifying meteorite breaks through the barriers of its own light and sound.

In the position of the stars, Libra is hanging skew on both sides. The very last noble fish is caught by Elohim Himself. Then the world orchard is burned black and the last wine is sour. The fig tree is uprooted and burned in the furnace, before it can also begin to creep, smothering, around the holy ones.

The World-liberalist, for the last time, once again turns the other cheek. Fifty present of everything Caucasian, perishes in forced slavery. But the Bridegroom takes Sion and Jerusalem protectively by the hand. Hurriedly, Satan also mimics a cheap debutant for himself.

England and France forms the devil’s left- and right flank and across the entire world, there is now a big uprising. Look, Babylon has pawned her material soul for the moneyless trade system. The cellphone now becomes the public bank and it is the end of every rand and cent, yes worldwide it is the end of all cash.

Madness reigns with nowhere any good judgment or common sense. With the satellite trademark now burned onto the forehead or hand, man has also pawned his soul for matter. Yes, with the stench of evil cancer boils hanging in the air everywhere, in madness the entire world has now landed on its roof.

In the position of the stars, both the Bull and the Ram now storm, lame and cripple. This while the Phoenix, through the coils of the snake, branches down to hell, to Hades. So East and West perishes in the stench of war. Yes, the world-orchard is burned down black and the very last wine is undrinkable and sour.