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Enough is enough, therefore remove the hand from the plow now. Through sweat and moil, the Boer decides, for long enough have I labored and plowed for nothing. Look, Raca has spit on the ground and therefore the land lies widely cursed.

Why did they curse the land and tested God through this? Therefore, open the Book, to investigate the Truth therein better. The hair of the arsonist stands wildly frizzed and the tractors and combines are standing still, rusted in decay. In the grain silos there is no harvest, while the Red Horse also snorts to indicate his hunger.

The towns and cities appear decayed and destroyed. In a new disease similar to a whooping cough, especially children begin to cough themselves to death, in blood. Yes, the Grey Horse also snorts and it is too late to evade the falling scales.

Enough is enough and the fisherman also stares aimlessly over his ship’s bow. On his deck lies a single rusted hook. With nowhere in sight even a single snoek. From his mast, instead of a flag, there only hangs a ragged cloth. On it is written a single request: Just a piece of dry bread, keep the cake.

Together with the dying Albatross comes the distress call of the fisherman. Just like our authorities, the sea now also begins to take our yield. So, enough is enough, therefore remove the hand from the plow now. For long enough the parasite sucked on the already dying, dry cow.