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They trusted the world firmly, and in this way they have built on loose sand for an empty future. They clung desperately to matter, and in this way the eternal grave was dug with their own hands. So at the end of life, what was there to behold? Yes, all efforts were in vain and completely botched. A voice calls: If you were rather warm or cold. But with feet anchored on both sides of the separating rope. You wanted to keep open a safe backdoor to the world as well as to God.

You were therefore lukewarm in all your actions and none of you were faithful, in loyalty, to either or your loves.  Firmly trusting in an illusion-system, the multitudes moved in procession. They entrusted their soul to all the abominations. While they would distrust the Good Tidings of Salvation with contempt.

Together on one bed, it was man with man, on the other one, woman lies with woman. This, while they would blasphemously jeer the Good Order of God.  The already weak little lamp of the end-time therefore burns utterly weak. The last chapter of the period is now folded away in dimension-archives. And in the last big decay, there will never ever come a reconstruction. All that is left in the weeping and gnashing of teeth, is just the eternal, bitter mourning.