One dies in complete happiness, totally unconcerned in indescribable peace, intensely enraptured, another dies under a material yoke, burned out and stooped, eternally oppressed in the realm of death. There is a scoundrel that wants to enjoy everything that sin can offer and therefore he does not prohibit any pleasure and his life is short-lived and fleeting. But there is also the doer and action-taker and the keeper of good morals. He looks at the scoundrel, sighs and says: Look, from bad to worse, but I must labour because the night is approaching fast and in the signs of the times, physical as well as spiritual survival are becoming more difficult, the once rich harvest is becoming more and more scanty and the fat cow is becoming only skinnier and skinnier.

The fig tree blooms and a big angel casts the lot and a voice calls: satan is now the complete one-world god and no sin is prohibited anymore while the trademark of the beast is beginning to run smoothly everywhere, so woe to the inhabitants of the luxury house, palace and castle, they are all going to die and rot because God has no sympathy for a rich world fool. But blessed is the sincere living in a shabby house during the time of oppression, because God’s protection and love with bloom over them widely.

A messenger calls loudly: Look, the weather is grey, grizzly and bleak and it is now the hour of tribulation, because the Saxon nations have rubbed shoulders with satan for long enough and therefore the last writing is now on the political wall with the fat now burning in the fire and for an utterly dumb mankind there is no hope or cure anymore and therefore unrest and war is now incited globally.           Another voice calls out: Look, there has always been an eternal oath and with what measure ye mete it shall be measured to each one now and there are few who will eat together with Elijah of the spiritual flour and oil of the widow. So the Judgment now becomes complete in all Its Facets because one has remembered Elohim, but another has forgotten Him completely. So who will stand naked in the end and who will receive his eternal garment.

So one dies in complete bliss completely unconcerned, so enraptured in indescribable Godly Peace while the immortal Godly Rebirth befalls him. Another dies under a material yoke, worn out and stooped under an unbearable world-burden, yes lonely and oppressed in hell and Hades.