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I hear a great voice calling: Just as in the days of Noah. After this I hear a loud bang and with it a shrill demonic laugh. I see a deep, dark shaft and from it the world darkens into a pitch-black night. I hear the word unity. But see how man
despises her own species.

They callously seize each other’s property in theft. The once precious life is no longer valued. Women and girls, boys, as well as men, are brutally murdered and raped. But no one listens to their distress, their cry for help or complaint.

The great world leaders are all now suspect. In their greed they only crave matter, recognition and power. The West and the East cry out together: Unity-unity, under only one money–power. The false prince–of–peace speaks, lisping like a snake, deceptively soft.

Yes, to now accomplish with his false prophet the once impossible. So there will come a false peace, but is it for a year, a month, a week or maybe just a day? Look, soon the season will be open for the great cruel hunt. This is the day that Gog and Magog have been waiting for so long.

But still the one-world order cries: Unity-unity, together we make one world–power. Unity-unity under one global money power. But regardless of all this, it’s just like in the days of Noah again. Everyone ate and drank and didn’t expect the Judgment. With homo sapiens who will once again pay dearly for the big hell-laughter.