Jacob wept, his sorrow was great over his own lost son, yes in the bastardized Caucasian gene. But the heart of Israel’s offspring stays fossilized, rock-hard.

So the last pure, upright Israel gene, now desperately calls from the last, chosen, healthy thought process of the Swiss, the upright Dane, as well as the set-apart Boer-son.

Yes, attracted to each other, they leaned against each other and the body, soul and spirit of one of them was pure and serene. But the other one was impure and therefore already gone to hell.

Jacob has wept, he called: Blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone, godly spirit of the Godly spirit. Oh God, whereto with my impure offspring now?

Fiery lightning roared in ominous thunder and the angels came to support only the God-chosen pure ones. Look, the gifts from heaven rained onto these people. But all blessings were taken from the world-citizens. So, listen to the once-praising song of the lie-churches, now just a pitiful whining. Yes, just look at the Earth and her God-cursed turf.

See the empty corn ears and also the dry milk teat. Just look at the chaos of the drought and listen to the pathetic supplication for a little rain. See how the people moan and listen to the nations’ groaning.

Yes, listen to the thunder of the approaching war, with all the world’s young men and women soon gone. Look, the pestilence also becomes an insurmountable problem, yes with six out of ten, forever gone in death.

Mankind weeps, because she suddenly has to forgo all her treasures. But heaven answers indifferently: Look, you took little notice of the Law and Order of God.

Yes, tired the Earth now begins to groan at the end of her period because the disorderly bastardized gene is now an insurmountable problem. And that is why the spirit of Jacob is weeping so bitterly.