Oh mankind listen to the words of the old Psalm, yes, also listen to the millennium-old song of the book of Revelations and know that your future is now completely caught in a crush. Behold, your once God-given freedom changes into satan’s compulsion because what have all the people and nations not done in Elohim’s Face. So carry on oh world, go onward on your path. Behold, there by the bitter waters of the Absinth rivers all the world citizens are sitting while they long for the fleshpots of the world. Their women are draped with once precious but now useless jewellery. They attempt to trade their precious goods but a bread is not exchanged for gold or diamonds and there is no carcass hanging on the meat hook anymore.

All four of the horses of Revelations bite wildly on their bits, with their eyes rolling wildly in their longing for the freedom of the plains because between their hooves satan the abominable snake coils and since long ago he has replaced reality with illusion. So listen oh mankind to the words of the old Psalm and the Book of Revelations, there where you are sitting by the bitter rivers of Absinth, yes under the compulsion of a one-world-order. There you sit without any resistance or the ability of your own mind, yes with an empty beggar’s hand, so of what use is your useless Rand or cash.

Everywhere around you one after the other wild uprising reigns because law and order was replaced with chaos. Once you have mocked the holy prophecy with your own ready wit while you would hang on the lips of every false prophet. Yes, together with the world you mocked and labelled God’s prophet with the word ‘common’ and your heart’s covert longing was for the singing of the false prophet. So sit by your bitter rivers of Absinth while you don’t really know what you are longing for because you have pawned you soul to satan oh white man, for money and the offerings of the world.