19 January 2017 Thursday afternoon 16.45

I hear a big Voice saying: From now on, woe to every woman or man who places a hand on a bible in oath or swear.

In a vision, seven warriors, as heaven-messengers, came to stand in front of me with seven bibles and look, time stood still while my eyes went over the seven striking colors of these books.

The first bible was ominously dark and black and on it was written the word ‘night’ and inadvertently I knew that this period will perish in the spiritual ignorance of the big lie.

The second bible was grey, in the form of a scale and a terrible Godforsaken -silence and -state descended on the earth and I knew that the world-mass is going to pay for their guilt and sin abominations.

The third bible was red and on it was written: Behold, the time is almost complete and therefore it is time for the last big political tournament. Therefore, all the birds of heaven are now invited to the last feast because all the arms of war are now deployed globally.

The cover of the fourth bible was purple-blue and on it was an emblem of an eagle and a vulture, each holding a sword in its claw and I saw how the eyes of two kings viciously narrowed at each other while each one is holding his finger on the button of a missile. Globally there were big mass graves everywhere already, dug with heavy machinery, for many corpses.

The fifth bible was dirty-green and on it was written: Behold, Absinthe as well as the great pestilence will each claim a few billion in death and there is nothing that man can do against it, because it is too late to reconcile with God.

The sixth bible was brown and the word ‘earthquake’ was proclaimed big on it. Look, the oceans roared and frothed viciously around continents, to heave out in gigantic tsunamis and the Judgment did not wait or linger, but it changed landscapes, town and cities into rubble.

The Seventh Bible sparkled in White and the prophet prayed, weeping with joy, at the New Jordan, at a side stream thereof, yes at the new, full brook of Krit. Behold, it was the New Day and there was Light and it was White everywhere and there was a heaven-throne and the MASTER of all masters victoriously sat on it with Sion in front, in full honorary rank. All the multitudes of heavenly hosts present were also dressed in shining white.

Again I heard the Voice saying: From now on, woe to every woman or man, from every culture or position, who will dare to place a hand on a bible in swear or oath.