8 July 2018 Sunday morning 02.30

Heaven weeps. In the godly silence there hides no more hope or any blessing. The cosmos has a big problem. The sun’s core is slowly but surely busy fossilizing inside her.

The earth weeps. The planet has a very big problem. Listen to the lightning roaring crimson-red in the thunder and know that soon it will rain sulfur acid.

Look, in abundance the earth has once given and given. But in unprecedented measure she is now only going to take and take.

Oh, the rich ones of the earth weep, overnight their poverty becomes extreme. The once fat, white cow, is standing skinny and emaciated. Yes, she is now just skin and bone. With no colostrum, cream or milk in her teat, the last lean meat is also taken from her carcass.

Then the people and nations of the world are completely finished, in an unprecedented great famine.

Oh, the great universe weeps. All the stars begin to moan and groan. For a short period, Mother earth has nothing or nobody that is going to help, or support her.

Look, something in the sky opposes her magnetic field now powerfully. Jupiter also feels defenseless and serene for a moment.

She floats weightless and calls Saturn to support her in her state of emergency. But it is the smaller, more solid celestial bodies that support the gas-giants in their weaker moments.

Heaven weeps and the sun resist her problem fiercely now. She suspects that a black hole has unexpectedly taken some of her light. But he assures her, he has only borrowed a little bit of her energy for himself for a short moment.