O Mammon-house built on loose sand with ruins too ghastly to watch. You were the home built for the concubine Babylon, but you are now cremated in both wide-spread claws of the Phoenix while the bankers and traders weep over your death because kings and princes have trusted in you Oh whore of all whores, for prosperity and riches and blasphemously they mocked the works and order of Elohim.
Oh sturdy house built on solid rock, under the worst circumstances the perseverance-power of Elohim was kept in man. Purpure, purple and pure blue, be faithful to your Only El oh chosen one, with the love for God and the neighbour that must never fade. Neither man nor woman, it is angel-people that will unfold as children of God and Gabriel and Rafael, Uriel and Michael will be able to see the Face of Elohim as their Father, yes, to remember their human experience with YaHWesHshua. Many are called but few are chosen – these are words to rejoice over or to mourn over.
Oh deep, deep regret, why did the love fade oh so quickly because a grave dug for a gallows built and who is hanging there on his self-braided rope, yes to mourn wasted chances over a failed rebirth, while the fallen bites his lips into pieces in self-remorse over this. Oh once-bright lamp why is your little light burning so weak now, once you were passionately warm and then ice cold. But now you are indifferent, yes betwixt and between the world and heaven and you are exceedingly apathetic because in your mission your passion has faded and therefore you are spit out because God does not like you anymore. Oh house of love built in the Highest Heaven with the eternal Lustre of a Never-setting Sun to behold eternally. With self-confessed sinners living there, enfolded in God’s great Love and Forgiveness because despite everything they have kept the faith, hope and love in Him and over their many weaknesses and mistakes they had great remorse and therefore these chosen saved ones will be able to behold the Seven Spirits of God in themselves eternally.