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I hear the waves roar. I hear the mountains groan. I hear the earth’s plates ripping apart. And I know it is God’s angels who are weeping over the loss of so many souls.

I see countless people’s hearts hardened to hard stone. And I ask: Oh, my God, for their possible salvation, where to now? But in a moment so quiet and serene. Comes the Great Divine silence where even the angels stop weeping.

The thunder is silent without moisture or rain. The word “fruitful” stands without any blessing. Even the war widows have stopped mourning and weeping. There is no one who thinks of complaining or whining at this moment.

But suddenly the waves begin to roar again. In tsunami waves, unprecedented and extreme. Under fire-spewing volcanic violence, the mountains begin to groan deeply. This, while the earth’s tectonic plates moan, screaming and tearing.

With nowhere any prosperity or a little blessing any more. Is it now too late to pray or weep. Yes, and with the era now gone forever, globally the world population sits with an enormous, unsolvable, big problem.