On the threshing floor of Ornan comes the poem of the Jebusite and so goes the words of his song. Two times two is four, plus two is six, six, six. Look, the beast’s name is West and West is the dragon and the dragon is called Heylel. Look, in the number “twenty” the end of the city of Jerusalem is predicted and the Temple will never be restored on Mount Moriah again.

The measure of the cherub wings is five times four and this is twenty el. But the wood underneath the gold has swollen because of weathering and rotting and the days of the Solomon-Freemason-idol-artwork have been numbered for long. Therefore do not worry or be concerned any longer oh Judah because it is not you, but the Jew who will dwell around in the valley of death for eons.

On the threshing floor of Ornan the time on the earth now begins to accelerate quickly and the years, months and days are counted carefully. Look, the two pillars in front of the temple, Jagin the conservative and Boas the liberal, they both begin to lean over the eternal abyss. So know, oh West, at the end of the period your days are assuredly numbered. But with the new Temple Sion and the new city Jerusalem, it will always and eternally go well.