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Like the little lights on a Christmas tree, the stars hang on a string. This, while the sun in the middle of it, spins around and around timelessly. The wheat is brought in for the last time at a profit. Before the world order also comes to supplant free trade.

I hear a choir of angels singing. Too late, too late to turn around or reflect. And so the destructive end comes before the new constructive beginning. So what, oh man, is there left to gain in this era?

In the highest world-tower, there Satan already lives as king now. In the spectacle of his fireworks display, from his forehead appears the little horn of horror. Around his abomination altar it hangs like the lights of the Christmas tree, multi-coloured on a string.

The Christian family stands there solemnly, singing praises to the false light bearer. So too do the conservatives come to offer their praises to him. Therefore, see, oh, God-sealed ones, the madness has already begun globally.

With no more Wisdom or Truth anywhere, only the lie is being fabricated globally. And with the good wheat already winnowed from the corrupt chaff. The great tribulation will soon begin from 2026.