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I hear a voice saying: The time is here, therefore bring the fire closer now. Look, the weather unexpectedly becomes scorching hot, then cold and harsh. Man dies of fever, incited through their own glands and kidneys. I hear a voice calling: Just look at the writing on the wall. Know oh human, it is your hour of Judgment.

The global milk is thick and the porridge is sour. Food now becomes unaffordable. With only the worm of Death that will disfigure the corpses. Look, the Knave of Spades stands proud and straight. He says: I take my first quarter out of four. He acts at will, according to each of his fads.

In the big rush, the supplies in the shed perish. Factory and shop melt in the fire of unrest. So who will endure this courageously?  Man changes into a wild animal overnight. Like a mad tiger they ravage everything in sight.

I hear a voice saying: Just look at the writing there on the black-scorched city wall. Know the time is here and there is no authority that will be able to handle or manage this chaos.