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The prophet is calling himself hoarse. But man refuses to read the signs of the times. Therefore the Judgment-spirit commands. And in the stench of rotten flesh, in their flight the vultures circle closer to the big feast. Look, the measure is full and the yield has been measured.   The scale is hanging heavy, completely skew on one side.

Death is hanging heavily downward, with only a handful that soars upward, towards life.  There is literally only a hundred and forty four thousand that will survive the end of this period. Therefore, woe to each one that would adhere to the laws of the world. I hear a voice calling: Too late, too late to now want to analyse.  Look, the fool has already lost his grip on the future. Germany forgot, once upon a time he was called pure Caucasian.

France, England, The Netherlands, Belgium, Switzerland, Austria and Italy have desired too much matter. Yes, too big was the material greed measured for themselves. Their sorrow comes on all four the horses of Revelation. Therefore listen, from Europe a scream of terror comes. From America also, the masses begin to sweat blood. Australia stumbles on in a pitch-black mourning garment.  The measure has been taken and in the stench of rotten meat, the invitation to the big feast comes for the vultures.