I see a dappled horse going wildly across the plains of America and look, its rider is a long-deceased Indian and only he can understand the wile of this animal. Yes, I see a grey, white and brown dappled horse going across the plains of both the America continents and look, the old paths of those regions have completely perished and there is nobody that can open a new future-path because the flags are torn in half and over this there comes a song of praise from the throat of every Mohammedan while everything that is not Caucasian loudly echoes this.

I see a dappled horse aggressively standing up on its hind legs between liberal and conservative and I see a razor-sharp sword that goes securely through the brotherhood-handshake of the Masons. I see a woman dressed in lavish clothing which quickly perishes into rags and she weeps over the lost brotherhood and from her left eye comes a pitch-black tear and over her right cheek runs a bloody tear.

I hear a voice calling, let the ban now goes through the West, because the mark of the beast will anyway attempt to defeat everything which is holy. Look, two are lying on one bed in embrace but only one of them out of ten thousand such couples will go on the path to the new earth, while all the rest will perish in the chaos of the end time and this because they could not or did not want to understand the true paths of the Order of God.

I see the dappled horse that now stands terrified on its hind legs because from heaven there comes a White Horse and on its back is a Gleaming Rider and I hear many voices calling: Holy – holy is every one that possesses the ability to understand the Living Word, yes the Spirit of Elohim.