I hear a voice calling: remove the last remaining chaff from the corn and gather the meagre but holy harvest in the barn because the night is approaching fast, so bring light in the darkness with the fire of the two candles.

While I gaze from the past into the future, the current time appears as a crystal, a clear transparent glass wall between the two dimensions and on this wall a hand appears and it writes confidently and precise and the message is: behold it is now becoming the hour and the time of reckoning will be here soon.

So remove the bastard and the creature from the future and destroy every form of the abomination culture. Illuminate every traitor through the eye of the gunsight and raise the temperature and purify everything through the furnace of gunfire. Behold, the holy angels are sent from the heavens to earth now, to grind the once-holy set-apart objects clean of their filth and also to ostracize the entire Vatican with its world churches under Elohim’s strict censorship.

Yes, while the hand on the wall relentlessly carry on embroidering I now look from the future back to the past and I realise that I am gazing into the eternal abyss and terrified I called: Oh God there is now way that any flesh or spirit can endure this condition.

So please obscure the transparent crystal glass wall before my face and change it into a lid, yes a non-transparent stone wall. But still illuminate the view of the future so that I can gaze into Your thousand-year reign of peace, yes with You alone as the Perfect Helmsman at the eternal steer of the New Jerusalem.