Twelve fishermen stood on the beach and they looked and saw four wild winds from four directions going across the great sea in foamy waves. A tremendous whirlpool originated in the middle of this sea and from this whirlpool an enormous beast with ten heads stood out. The name of this beast was Leviathan and on each of its heads was a triple six and the sun set blood-red on this scenario and it was midnight on a moonless night.

Yes, the beast came from a sea of people in the middle of a once holy but now an abomination-city and all the years together have gone over into three-and-a-half times and the human-built city Jerusalem perished under the Holy Breath of the Son of Man and the entire Jewry as well as all the white and dapple riders on all the dapple horses could not understand this at all.   But the twelve fishermen understood the last sign of the times and they knew that it was time to, from the twelve tribes of Jacob-Israel, stand closer for the draught of a hundred-forty-four thousand noble fishes, yes for the great holy heavenly feast, so that from its power the new city Jerusalem can originate as Melchizedek reign.