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Once upon a time, in a dream, an enormous tree stood at a stream. Birds of heaven lived in its branches. In the shade of this tree, a king sat on his throne. Once upon a time he was humble and ordinary. Before God and man he was pious.

But this king then became too proud on his throne. In haughtiness and power he began showing himself to the world. Soon he even began to defy and mock God. From king to icon, he was now just one terrible demon.

In my dream, there by the tree, next to the stream. The water thereof began to steam like boiling lava. Soon only the ash of this tree was left. The once beautiful scene was now surrounded by black scorched grass.

The birds of heaven now did not have a place to live in anymore. A heaven-messenger then showed the metaphor of this dream to me without further ado. His word came without hesitation or fear. He called: Woe to those that will show themselves to the world as the big ones or the elite. Woe to each one that will reject the Big Mercy of God. Woe to those that will inflate themselves in haughtiness. Woe to each one that wants to belong to the world for the sake of prestige.

Woe to those that belongs to the godless, liberal kind. Woe to every stupid fool that thinks he has crowned himself with Wisdom. Woe to every polluted person that calls out: Look, we are spotless. Woe also to every super-rich person that wants to show their gold and silver to the world for power.

Look, their entire life was just an illusion-dream. In their existence there was no tree, there was no stream. With no heaven-birds that live in the branches thereof. There was no king or icon. Their entire existence was only a senseless dream. Just an illusion mirage that would, for a moment, evaporate in the clouds, into nothing.