Oh where will we move to because look, the pilgrim’s journey is standing at a four-way crossing and behold, in each wind direction there is an inviting home. But in a Godforsaken state the Good Spirit is nowhere at home anymore. Look, the power of God is now tied in the wind in order to come and devour al His enemies on the day of Judgment, and you will not find their place anywhere on earth anymore. Also in the terrifying violence of the storm water all His nature-forces are now becoming angrier and angrier and the already dark night becomes ominous and a deep terrifying sound comes from an eons-old crater and all the scales call simultaneously, now we are the only doers and makers.

In the devouring crackling of flames, sulphur, acid and fire, there is no healing or cure for anything or anyone and man now knows unshakably that they are now approaching the very last terribly hour and look, everything so utterly dirty and impure is now scoured spotlessly clean and sterile by the flames of the big Judgment Day.

In the unbelievable magnetic attraction force of matter, yes ground, the binding of everything which is evil is now completed. Therefore, so suddenly and at once, the earth opens a gigantic mouth for herself and everything unfit and dirty falls into the eternal abyss, yes every murderer, liar, also greedy banker, Jew, whore and impure dog.

So where shall we move to, because look, the pilgrim is standing lost in his life journey, yes at a four-way crossing and in each of the four directions there is a welcoming world-home, but in the big Godly Silence the Living Spirit of God is not at home in any one of them.