With a great shadowing with wings a gigantic trek-locust went across Africa. In its flight past the sun, light waned in darkness and time stood still for a moment. On the fields there was no grain because everything perished in the jaws of the big locust.  

So the first big plague came to stand in the midst of man, yes to reprimand man over the reality of the end of the period. But still man’s inability to understand the will of God remained.

Then I saw a big angel watchman standing on a high mountain. With an enormous whip he hit a prominent city maliciously. Then all its infrastructures completely perished. The inhabitants of that place called: Oh God, we have made a gigantic, liberal mistake and now we and our children are completely finished.

Then a voice called: Even if you speak German, Dutch or Flemish, it is soon completely over for most Caucasians. So listen to the Word and take notice: Look, in the new city Jerusalem, all the sealed ones only speak pure Afrikaans.

Misuse therefore, oh selected, sealed European, the hated Trojan in your midst. Get on or into the infrastructure of his wooden horse and among them, flee to Southern Africa. Yes, there where the only Salvation will stand firm among the forerunners. I hear the Voice saying: All the sealed ones, wherever they may find themselves in the world, will indeed understand this concealed message at the right time.