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O, just look at the fire-horse-cart, with its load of scales in the form of all ten the Old Testament  plagues. Just look how short the days become and listen to the jaws that just continue to blah,blah, blah… Listen to all the moaning and complaining, of the ungrateful human, that just keeps on asking this and then that.

The long hours of the night have bothered you, oh human. This while the moon would tolerate you under her soft beams. Over the cold refreshment of the winter you could just complain. While you would ask for the heat of the sun incessantly. Sun you have asked and sun you will get, and under the heat thereof you will suffer under its murderous onslaughts.

Under various emblems of land-flags, through the centuries people just asked for kings. Now the same reigning powers are getting rid of their citizens unscrupulously. Under false peace-accords, the nations worship the mason sun-god, Ra. Yes, with Balaam their father and Babylon their whore mother.

On red carpets under the shining lights of Hollywood, the stars were la-di-da for the masses. Liberal abominations they demonstrated as example to everyone on the film-screen and TV-screen. In sin sun-cities the gambler-god gathered huge amounts for himself, in souls. So man buy and sell, without allowing the end-time signs to bother them in the least.

The mark of the beast they now want to carry proudly. The cool refreshment of Elohim, this they cannot tolerate. Under the beams of the sun they just want to play around, from morning until evening, winter and summer. They just want to gather the material assets of the world around them. This, while they do not save their soul from hell.

Therefore the sun will not spare them her unprecedented heat that she will release over them. Under the murdering, scorching heat thereof, you oh man will soon stand completely dismayed. While you will passionately long and yearn for the cold of winter, which you once could not tolerate.