In the miserable shades between grey and blue, it is still only the satanic liberalism that stays between the day and night of a grey twilight, yes in an in-between state. Between warm and cold, everything stays recklessly lukewarm and this is why Elohim narrows His eyes in Judgment over the world.  

With too little oil in the lamp, the worldling’s little light soon burns weak and faith cannot survive in the darkness thereof. Oh, what is there still on this godless earth to behold in shock? Except only abomination cities upon abomination cities, like Nimrod and Solomon together could not build.

What does the world offer, in which man can still trust? Look, the infrastructures thereof will not hold much longer. Look, you oh man, have built hospitals for yourself and through this you have just dug a certain grave for yourself.

For yourself you have built legal systems, police stations and prisons oh man, so that the world order will only keep you locked in it. For yourself you have built roads and bridges oh man, so that your enemy would, by blocking it, keep you away from your freedom and safety.

You have built markets and shops for yourself, and though this, through the love for matter, your love for Elohim has faded. You have built schools and universities for yourself, and through this, the true Wisdom of the Spirit has faded in your children.

You have, oh man, build big theatres and sports stadiums for yourself, so that your volk would queue there in the worst idol worship. You have also built beauty salons for yourself and now, oh man, you have married the abomination Jezebel spirit.

You have built churches for yourself oh man, and the fallen angel of light has offered the lie from his darkness, to the world. You have built brothels, restaurants, bars and dancing clubs for yourself, and through this you have held satan lovingly and tightly against your heart.

In this way you have, oh man, built a modern Sodom and Gomorrah for yourself and between your day and your night, your twilight world is now a miserable grey. Therefore the end of this period is now approaching quickly and you will observe the destruction of your handcraft, while you will scream towards the heavens in vain.

Look oh man, it becomes time and your little lamp is burning exceedingly weak. Therefore you will bitterly regret your day of Judgment, while the pitch black night of the realm of death will enfold your soul in the grey blanket of eternal perdition.