15 December 2015 Tuesday afternoon 03.00

I hear a voice shouting: Add the word to the action immediately because it is time and it is very late. Therefore stand up now and be prepared because my name is Incompetent State and behold it is now the time of pinch and scrape because everything usable was already snatched up by inexpressible many consumers.

Yes, I hear a voice calling: Behold there on the horizon comes the ten-headed dragon and it is permeated by hate and revenge because its child is stillborn, cold and naked and therefore a multitude of workers will now globally begin to strike because there is nothing that the governments will be able to do to fix the condition.

I hear a voice calling: Behold the continents lie so wide, yes so dead, empty and barren and all the inhabitants are sick and grey in the face. Clothed in mourning garment they sit in ashes and sackcloth, inextricably caught up in a one-world-order matrix and this while the planet begins to crack herself open in earthquakes everywhere and this without any warning.

I hear a voice talking incessantly, murmuring while he complains over so much insult and treason upon treason, yes it whispers of China the big glutton and also of a very strange coordinate that will affect the entire world to its downfall, while Babylon will not benefit by the strange islands at all.

I now hear many strange voices talking together simultaneously and I listen to the strange speech because it calls in every language simultaneously, add the word now to the deed immediately because just behold the utterly strange weather with its extreme climate and know that the planet is now very-very angry and she calls for revenge loudly and therefore it now becomes time to quickly pinch and scrape.