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Oh, something is not right, the lights are on, but no one is home. The waves roar with storm water that roars. The wind hisses in storm violence. The bullets whistle and make the ears ring. There is killing and mutiny, but there is nothing left to loot.

The global economy has drowned into a useless dead dime. With only the sound of investors blowing their noses in snot and tears. Thus comes the time for the world slave to bow down. As he submissively and meekly worships his one-world king the
abomination beast.

I listen to soldiers whistling to the tune of marching music. Yes, in a procession of immense war equipment. After this, the blood begins to spray in all directions. With only the stench of death beginning to smell foul globally. I see mothers crying and wondering where they will take shelter with their children.

I see little ones pouting begging for crumbs of bread. But they are chased away with a ‘sis’, you are so malnourished and on top of that filthy dirty. Oh, something is not right, with hell completely open, now unlocked. It is now only a one-world order that decides for everyone. And there is no one who can stop or halt them.

There is also no longer any sympathy or benefit for the colour of your skin. So there is an enormous drop in the numbers of billions overnight. Yes, because poisonous gases are being sprayed into the atmosphere. So I hear a great voice, it comes loud and clear.

He cries: There is no flour in the sack and no oil left in the jug. So, what will the consumer use for his survival now? Yes, there is nothing left for the belly because politics has deceived and thwarted everyone. With cities burning there is only smoke to smell.

So the last gangs can now kill, plunder and mutiny to their hearts’ content. In any case, there is little left for them as booty. Therefore, know, oh man, something is definitely not right. For the lights are on but no world citizen is home in Wisdom and Truth any more.