Revelation 2501

PEARLS IN THE DUST

The precious Word lies in the dust like pearls thrown out of the door and the warnings sound hollow, so boring, so stereotyped. The hate and revenge lay fallow and wide, and Judgment looks straight, to the East, West, North and South. Raca only wants to strike, he just wants to rob and commit mutiny, while looting everything in his path. Listen, globally the unrest resounds so loudly, because everything liberal has already determined the world’s lot.  

Through space comes a strange sound, it breaks through the sound barrier again, it bursts almost every window and in Holland, the first dyke cracks. Yes, there is nothing that can stop, forestall or halt a meteorite in its solid fall, because the earth’s own magnetism is used for this.

Planted crops, bushes and scrubs are burning everywhere and the world becomes worried over the meagre contents in its belly. Behold, with the global war-flag flying high, fear in the hearts also just does not want to subside anymore.

The stench of decaying carcasses and corpses is hanging everywhere, with countless masses that still have to die. But Jew and king still want to enrich themselves more, their pursuit of power will never subside.

So blow the trumpet and play the flute in vain, because like pearls in the dust, the precious Word in the Revelation lies thrown out of the window. And the warnings sound hollow, empty, ad nauseam so stereotyped.

Revelation 2502

QUESTION FROM A READER

I read Our Father’s revelations to us, through Judith. And I understand that we are spiritual beings and that our time on earth is just to give us the chance to choose to be His children and to see everything earthly as a mere testing ground for our eternal souls.

So my question may perhaps be strange.

But I want to know: Why do people write beautiful fictional work; why do people write beautiful artistic stories and moving poetry; why do people make moving music; why do people combine sounds that thrill us; why do people do art; why do we create beautiful works from wood and stone and on paper and canvass… What is the point of everything that people do which is lovely, creative and beautiful? And that sometimes gives meaning to our daily existence. May we appreciate it? All of this is earthly, but how is the creation of beauty, that stirs us so much and leave us in constant longing for the Perfect Creator, how could this be irrelevant?

I am an artist. I desire to build lovely homes for people that can become the background to their carnal existence. To weave colorful carpets that family can walk on for years. To paint canvass and draw pictures you can look at, and smile at for a moment, and appreciate our longing for a beauty far beyond our understanding…

Beauty… I want to know of all the beautiful things that people can create which is actually there to remind us of the perfect… How can the creation of this be irrelevant? It is what I can do. It is what I can offer. It is the only way that I have to worship the Father: By making the world more beautiful for others…

But still I feel as if it is inferior because it is earthly. It is stuff that will perish, and it does not fill people’s stomachs full or warm their bodies, but it does make their surroundings a little more organized. More… beautiful…

Was all the beauty that people have ever created just for nothing? (I know that the physical does perish, but the effect that beauty has on people, does it have no value?)

Love

Reader

Answer

In itself, your letter is a piece of art, your thinking is a beautiful symphony. Your longing to, just like the Creative Spirit of Father, use your God-given talents as products of the Reign of Light, yes as an asset and a joy in an otherwise dark period, to produce something beautiful to the already poor eye of man, is truly praiseworthy.

What would the purpose of life and through this the necessary development of the soul be, if we could not experiment constructively and creatively with the building blocks of matter. How would we be able to know what complete freedom is, if we could not execute and bring to visible form the sometimes Godly thought that we carry inside ourselves.

The history of man is indeed mainly captured by the art, architecture and literature of human existence. The curios human has always wanted to better understand the origin, creation as well as the development and maintenance, and the end.

Even if we should sit back, at the end of our works or our life, to call out, perhaps just a little bit depressive like Ecclesiastes of old: Look, all of this was all in vain and all that will be left of my works is only the remainders of rust, moth and worm.

But still we will be able to write beautiful poetry of this, yes, in the song of life, in the never-ending cycle of the existence of everything. Moved, we will call out over the beautiful artworks of God, in the eternal material perishing. There are few things as beautiful as the multicolored erosion of the rock cliff and quite so moving as the decayed architecture of century-old ruins, perishing under the onslaught of nature.

The potential child of God was given an opportunity to go from the spiritual realm, from outside time and space, into the form of matter for the advancement or decline of his soul. Yes, man specifically came to be able to stand as master over matter, and not as a slave thereof.

Revelation 2503

SOLDIERS OF GOG AND MAGOG

In this period of madness and delusions, the Jew has suckled on the docile Western sow for long enough. What is still an Angel and what is a pure monster, because both claim that they are children of God, while most will perish as soldiers of the Gog and the Magog.

In the period of paralyzing fear, with strong men crying, so afraid, with the aftertaste of betrayal so bitter and sour. Look, Nagash is coiling as the sly snake, yes there among groups of similar people, in its deceptive way, while trapping so many worldlings in the coils of its triple six.

In the period of the illusion facade, with so much false bravado, yes in the very last ballade, there death will become an inviting asset for many. With so many world-religions now without any purpose or value, the Christian, Moslem, Hindu, Buddhist as well as Forefather-worshippers will cross deadly swords with each other and under this onslaught the entire earth shudders.

In the period of the last hour, Sion calls, oh my El I have endured enough. Look, together with You I therefore storm a gang and with You I jump over the highest wall. Therefore send Your purifying fire over the godless now and come and purify the earth with sulfur and fire. Let all Your Judgment Scales fall, for healing and cure. Your children know that the great oppression will last just a little bit more than three and a half years.

Revelation 2504

SIGNS OF THE TIME

Look, HE comes like a thief in the night and man is caught unexpectedly while busy with his evil works. The moon is a hairy sack and the sweet water becomes salty unexpectedly. With a murderous sun scorching the earth relentlessly, especially the West begins to weaken quickly in her last inner circles.

The Mediterranean is suddenly very shallow in certain places, while the Nile branches into new river mouths. The kings of the earth begin to rebuff each other maliciously. So, whereto will the multitude turn? Whereto will multitudes of refugees escape for their safety?

The elements call, look, the make-belief-mighty-mankind is just a big joke, therefore let us slap their infrastructures around furiously. Yes, let us break it down and turn it into ruins. Look, they build it up again and on God’s command, we just break it down again.

The Virgin comes closer quickly, while the Aquarius scratches behind his right ear, astonished by the child that she has been expecting for so long without his knowledge. For the occasion of this heaven-child, the starry roof of the heavens will descend in countless dimensions to right above the earth and the wonder-wine is poured for the guests of honor, in a toast

So look through the shine of the palm branch at the blood-red moon clothed in hairy sack, there where it sets in a hurry, in Judgment, on the world horizon. And know that the once soft Chamois is now murderous, bloodthirsty and wild, but the Gladiator, the big Crocodile, is completely tame in turn.

Yes, the little Ant is tremendously strong, with the big Elephant inexplicably weak. The sweet-water becomes bitter and salty for all the worldlings while there are few from mankind who climb the narrow mountain pass to the mountain top of Sion.

Revelation 2505

THE WITNESSES SPEAK

The world makes me tired and sleepy, while the pen in my hand just wants to strike. But I hear two voices speaking unceasingly. Yes, I hear the two witnesses calling for sweet revenge. I hear them saying: Look, the last Good Spirit has forsaken the West now completely, with Trump tending to just desert his own kind again.

I hear them saying: With America and the West there is no hope or counsel anymore, because they do not allow any warnings from God to persuade them to get better insights or to act better. So, let the people and nations now strike globally in unprecedented masses, while Right and Left hate each other with unprecedented passion.

I hear the two witnesses speaking excitedly to each other about the American president that now tries to mimic his predecessor and through this he could not make the Godly solution, namely the ban, his own.

The two Olive Trees now call the dragon to awaken, so that it could open its mouth so that the explosion-fire can come out of it. Look, the revenge of North Korea also lies wide and fallow and many Eastern countries now quickly become their friend and good pal. Yes, with blood that will run like rivers through the streets of many Western cities and towns. The world begins to beg Russia to come and make an end to everything, but look, Russia smiles secretively over a completely different task.

The world makes me tired and sleepy, while the pen in my hand is now compelled to carry on with its task. I hear John speaking to Daniel, yes I hear Elijah asking aloud: Shall we mention which great President will be the first in a series of ten to become deceased? Therefore, give supremacy to the human-born angel of death, look, in heaven he has the nickname of the fat Gourmand. In any case, the West has overslept completely in a liberal suicide tendency and therefore Trump cannot rely on the Mercy of God any longer. So, let the entire East now hate the West with an enormous passion.

I hear Gabriel speaking, laughing with Michael. They call Uriel and Rafael and say: Look at Trump’s treason, there where he parrots the liberal ones so well. So woe to the day of the Jewish bastard seed and of every abomination-mouth boasting useless promises. Woe to the day when the West only wanted to dwell in and prey on world riches, there where Europe and America would think that they themselves are God and boss.

Woe to the day when the false trumpet would sound over America, yes with big, vain, loudmouth noise. Woe to the day of every liberal Western fool, therefore their countries will soon be blown up, with every make-believe government boss now standing closer with begging hand for handouts and favors, as just a dumb idiot. But blessed is the day of the big bomb-noise and blessed are the elements raging and roaring.

Blessed is every earthquake, blessed is the big volcano, there where they rush to their task. Blessed is the destructive storm and fire, fanned by Heaven. Blessed is the meteorite roaring through space, and blessed is also the big drought that will amaze mankind. Blessed is the pestilence inflating itself in countless many corpses. Yes blessed is the great famine, blessed is the plague, blown across planet earth by the two witnesses, yes with so many sun outbursts, rushing destructively to the surface of the earth.

The pen in my hand was on strike for long enough, I hear big voices speaking to each other in Heaven Language. Yes, I hear a BIG VOICE speaking and HE says: Look, it is dark night and it is very, very late. So, of what use will My big Mercy still be to mankind. He calls His two witnesses closer with the command: Therefore let every scale fall sporadically and through this, let the world be left empty and naked.

Revelation 2506

TWO CROWS

In the pitch black eye of the Pied Crow, there were all winds are blowing in all directions, like the proverbial crow’s nest. There where the hurricane is twirling around toward the end of the period, yes while the pages of the Talmud and the Bible are blowing around in a whirlwind, while burning.  

In the pitch black eye of the Great White shark, there where the Seven Seas are twirling restlessly. Yes, there where wild waves and tsunamis are terrifyingly killing on sight, before turning, goal oriented towards a new target.

In the emotionless, pitch black eye of the hybrid child, riding on the world-swing. There where the human genes and DNA betray each other unscrupulously inside one body, yes while the loathsome idol-sacrifice is roasting on the Holy Altar. There the first witness calls to the West, behold, it is forever too late to turn around.

In the pitch black eye of the Raven, the black crow, there where it turns towards an evil world in Judgment, while God discharges His Rage on the big abomination. Yes, there where kings and rulers could only sow evil upon evil, there death comes to reap big numbers.

Revelation 2507

TWO FLAMES

I see two flames burning with fiery power. From the first fire, a big voice speaks with great reverence, while the angel considers his El with his everything. So he brings his charge before God, yes about peoples and nations that regard every abomination above everything else, even heaven. He tells of Christianity, for the great lie they had great reverence, this while they deeply despised the Truth with their entire being.  

I see two lightnings hitting with fiery power and I hear two voices speaking from God’s Authority and Power. From the second lightning comes a voice that laughs scornfully, mockingly, while it thunders, oh how heavy is the load of this scale. So, let the Good Spirit never softens toward evil again. Therefore, receive your sentence, oh abomination-world, with a loud bang. Look, the middle of your warm sunshine day turns into a cold, pitch black dark night.

I see two candles burning and a voice speaks from the first flame, a voice that can only soften before the Face of his El. He tells of an abomination one-world-order-flag, of Mason haughtiness and their glory-power. He tells of the last little set-apart sanctuary, so despised and trampled under their impure feet. He asks for Godly intervention, before the Balaam-doctrine will come and rape even the little maiden, Sion.

Revelation 2508

DOUBLE MEASURE OF JUDGMENT

Listen to the mongrel barking and see the big abomination-world-city. Someone is cheerfully jumping up and down. Look, it is the Angel of Death jogging through her streets. He sings his song and he is so cheerful, oh so silly. He sings, it is a double measure of double death, so break her down, break her down, and bring the Sodom and Gomorrah punishment on this abomination-city. Yes, he sings, dig her grave, dig her grave, and break the entire ruler-scepter because it is New York and London walking to their end.  

Listen to the mongrel barking and then it is the two witnesses that rebuke the world hard now. Yes, while delivering God’s Judgment widely and so an evil world in its fall now just becomes one big joke to heaven. So woe to each one who despised God’s prophet, because they have chiseled their own lot in stone. Yes, it is too late to escape the judgment of your own sin. It is too late to try to walk on the narrow path now. Yes, it is too late because God’s little nation has already been trampled.

Therefore listen to the barking of the global mongrel and see death dressed in a clown-suit, dancing his hapless dance so extremely silly. Know that the last noble corn has already been separated from the impure chaff, because the West’s milk is sour and their meat is rotten. Just look at the flags of America and England, burning, smoking in the wild winds, flapping among the aggressive crowds. Know that the Judgment of Paris and Rome is approaching in tracks of blood, their lots, together with the lot of Barcelona, have already been chiseled into stone.

Listen to the mongrel barking and see every big world city. Someone is also jumping up and down on Amsterdam’s square and he runs mischievously skew like a crab. Look, it is the Angel of Death jogging through all the world-streets. He sings his song and he is cheerful, oh so silly. He sings, Judgment is burning in two candles, yes in double measure, so therefore break down every town and city now, Johannesburg to Cape Town also, and do not let everything so liberal escape the Wrath of God. Look, human blood is now poured from the big world-wine-barrel. So, systematically break everything down to the ground and bring the Sodom and Gomorrah punishment on every abomination town and city.

Revelation 2509

A PLANE FALLS

I hear a loud bang and I see a passenger plane falling down. I hear a voice saying: Just look at the high death toll and know that the compass now also becomes mad, so woe to the day of great trumpeting.  

Revelation 2510

SEVEN THUNDERS

There are so many questions regarding the seven Thunders that bother the people very much. But the fact is, in the very loud bang of the seven Thunders, there will come so many cataclysms, pestilences and plagues which will torment mankind badly. Therefore, it is now heaven asking, how much will mankind be able to endure, yes in the Judgment blows of the Seven Thunders.

The First Thunder comes as the Relentless Opponent of the whore of Babylon and her husband, namely the money god Mammon.

The Second Thunder hits its target accurately as Opponent, yes against the blatant as well as the covert worshippers of the all-seeing eye and also all the followers of the sun.

The Third Thunder is the Unsympathetic Opponent of the great lie, the false prophet, with Lucifer the personal dark source thereof.

The Fourth Thunder comes as the Purposeful Opponent of the false chosen nation, namely the Jew, in the form of kings, pope, bankers and governments, yes so extremely well disguised.

The Fifth Thunder is the Judge Judgment Opponent of everything liberal, everything interbred and mixed, yes of all Godly order cruelly disrupted. Look, the big abomination Christian church, namely the false bastion, has indeed changed every worldling into a will-less Matrix pion.

The Sixth Thunder comes as the Furious Opponent that growls relentlessly at Raca with Bared Fangs, yes Raca the backstabber, the oppressor and destroyer of God’s last, Set-apart Sanctuary.

The Seventh Thunder comes as the Victorious Opponent against the beast, namely the entire new abomination world-order. Look, under the onslaught of this Thunder, everything that is impure and dirty, to the last one, will perish.

Revelation 2511

THE DANCE OF DEATH

Death is dressed in crepe and a withered funeral wreath. Look, he dances in the glow of the moon, he lifts his sickle and he lifts his lance. He jumps from roof to roof, securely in balance and the masses gasp for breath, caught up in a hypnotic trance.

Death is dressed in crepe and around his neck hangs a pitch-black funeral wreath and he dances in the flickering glow of city neon lights. He has concocted his program hurriedly and nobody stands any chance against his terrifying actions.

America, America, so often you were told of your forthcoming perishing, and in the same way Europe can still also not understand her coming Judgment and she will never be able to be ashamed of all her abominations. Yes, the entire West went on the path of liberal self-destruction and in her Judgment, there is only blood and tears for her.

Yes, death is dressed in crepe and around his neck, there is already hanging a new, fresh funeral wreath. He dances in the glow of the moon but also in the glow of the city neon light’s flickering glow and already he again victoriously lifts his sickle and defiantly he also lifts his lance.

Revelation 2512

AS BITTER AS GALL

As sweet as sugar and as bitter as gall, listen to the thunder, the explosions and the deafening bang. See all the cities that fall, with fires and storms so destructive on mountains and in valleys. Yes, listen to the big racket of so many governments in total collapse and know, in the spirit of discord and confusion the people and nations now become completely mad.

As disgustingly sweet as sugar molasses and so tastelessly bitter as gall. Look, on solid ground, man feels drunk-seasick, because the earth is wavering in its rotation, like an uneven ball, yes with convection streams outside its natural order, spiraling wildly in terrible storms.

As sweet as orange blossom honey and as bitter as the deadly gall of a polar bear. With fraud upon fraud in global government-scandals, it is only the Caucasian man in the street that has to pay the bittersweet taste for everyone’s sins. Yes, while the world economy finally spirals from recession into its downfall.

As sweet as honey and as bitter as gall, what is still the value of gold, silver, diamonds and opal. Look, in the forthcoming famine, bread will weigh much more precious on the scale. Yes, with the long forgotten feast now just a faraway memory, with which fantasy is trying to pay the stomach.

As sweet as syrup and as bitter as gall, just look at all the bricks of cities falling in big earthquakes and see it displayed as ruins on TV screens. Listen to the desperate ambulance sirens in their chase to the nearest hospital and know that soon this will also fall silent in the last collapse of the infrastructures.

As sweet as honey-sweet sugar and as bitter as disgusting aloe. Oh just listen to the terrible Godforsaken silence descending before the Enormously big storm. Know that it is now time for mankind to pay for all its abominations in blood. Yes, the Western man stands stripped and naked before God, with the world now only a hell that belongs to the destroyers and the vandals, with bloodthirsty cannibals everywhere.

Revelation 2513

A PLUME OF SMOKE

With the signs of the times now spelled out against the dark sky, the Angel of God is standing victorious, high on Sion’s Top. He blows warningly on his trumpet and behold, the fool still lingers, but the wise has evacuated just in time.

Yes, the Angel blows loudly on His Trumpet and the once- blue sea begins to froth wildly and the sky and water become dirty and brown. Many towns and cities change into dumps of ruins while man desperately but in vain tries to clean up everything.

The Angel of God stands high on Sion’s Top and victorious He blows on His trumpet. Look, Judgment against the Caucasian pigment, already ninety present browned in interbreeding, was already spelled out. Therefore, large numbers of them will disappear into thin air.

The East and the West gamble in poker and chess and both think they are standing high on the victory-dune. The West plays a farcical game; yes, they fake and suck scary stories from their thumb. The East weighs the pros and cons and decides not to wait any longer with their attack.

Unexpectedly, a strange plume of smoke appears on the horizon. Look, the moon becomes a hairy sack and the sun becomes a dirty red-brown. Death becomes aggressive, now in a dangerous mood and therefore large numbers will become frozen to death in unprecedented cold.

Yes, the Great Angel of Elohim is standing on Sion’s Top and He blows Victorious on His Judgment Trumpet. Look, it is too late for the liberal world-fool to escape or evacuate from his state of emergency.

Revelation 2514

THE WHITE EVENING PRIMROSE IS FLOWERING

At the foot of a big pyramid, in the frying, murderous sun, two streets harlots are standing. The one is called Europe and the other one is called Babylon. The first-mentioned is old and sickly and the other one is ugly, worn-out and crooked. Look, both will perish due to venereal diseases because of their whoring. But still, they both swear loyalty to their already dying lover namely Mammon.

So there comes a day and on that day Edom and the entire Jewry will fall. Yes, a big cedar falls and the entire world is astonished. Look, the false royal noble wood all this time was nothing but only useless non-indigenous English Bluegum.

Yes, the big dark night has descended terrifyingly and unexpectedly upon the world and only in the faraway Southern Africa, in the once beautiful land, the humble, small, white Evening Primrose is now flowering shyly.

So listen to Judah, the White Maned Lion beginning to growl softly but dangerously. So, who is still frightened by Raca’s rhythmic war drum and who shudders in view of its large numbers, but so unorganized, battalion.

Look, his abominations weigh an unthinkable ton before the Most High and from his ranks not one will escape the Big Judgment. Therefore, listen attentively to the Great Bastion. He calls: Behold, there is nothing dirty, mixed or impure that will come in the Great Assembly of Elohim in ten times ten-thousand generations, in the New Jerusalem.

Revelation 2515

THE BIG SCANDAL

In the big scandal of the fat radical, there is now an economic price to pay and once again, it is recovered from the already so overloaded taxpayer. Look, an alarming silence is descending on the cash registers and for Mammon it is now becoming late.

So, who is living so extravagant for the last time while the graphs begin to decline sharply. Someone calls, why are the walls of the big cathedral suddenly so grey and dull and where did all the splendors of the Vatican go. Look, all her daughters have little potential financially, because her congregation members are suffering too much, to still be able to pay their tithes.

Even Babylon loses her last adorned scarlet red scarf and she is standing naked, so wasted and skinny. All her lovers now begin to fail her one after the other. In her poverty, she begins to mill useless bran into her last, meagre flour.

But her liberal, abomination-children still stays loyal to her. Raca bumps and pushes and desperately forces himself into her kraal because soon there is nobody left in the West who is going to pay for his porridge and bread.

Yes, in the big scandal of the fat radical, the entire world is beginning to pay a very dear price for mistakes of the past, for old sanctions and forcing programs against South Africa and in the end, the Judgment is maximal.

Revelation 2516

THE BIG BRAWL OVER WHO IS BOSS

Oh listen to the big brawl there where South Africans bang on tin and brass, while so many of them try to put themselves high on the stage. Yes, with clenched fists they hit on their chests and every person now thinks he is just the Big Boss.

In the big debating battle everyone are commanded to humble themselves now, praying and kneeling just like American sport icons on their knees, yes so that the entire world can be amazed at the injustice towards white South Africans.

But the entire world laughs and says: You oh white man has become Raca’s servant through your own doing, he was appointed by you yourself, as your master and your boss. Oh, listen to the big debating battle and it is about white shirt, black shirt and also do not forget the Freemason tie.

Left and right is now classed into so many different camps and every Tom, Dick and Harry makes videos of themselves in megalomania, yes just how it suits them. Look, in the Boer-volk they fight wildly, hissing and roaring, but nobody actually knows how a self-damned nation can save its own liberal skin.

Self-appointed volk-leaders, preachers and pastors inform the entire nation about their big sin-burden, while they forget so easily that they themselves are living in houses of transparent, abomination-glass. Heaven calls; look, therefore all their abomination prayers are only muck, defecated through their mouth so Blasphemously and they try to manipulate God just like it suit them.

Yes, unceasingly they call their false Jesus, church-angel of Satan-light, yes their lord-lord Balaam, so that he must come and guard them. But again heaven calls, woe oh woe, you have certainly missed your train because in rank lechery you have touched each other back and forth across the color line, in interbreeding.

So know oh abomination liberal nation, before God and heaven, for a long time you have not been a pure race in soul and body anymore. For you it is too late to humble yourself and to fast and never again can you come and wash your filthy soul before God. Therefore also know, never again will you be established in the Holy, Set-apart Assembly of the Most High.

In sin upon sin, hypocritical in your church and next to your sports fields, you have delightfully boozed, partied, talked crap and caroused together. So wear your white shirt, black shirt or your Freemason tie just like you want to. Look, your offspring is neither white nor black, but only a dull-grey sallow and heaven calls, oh what an obscene race.

Revelation 2517

DEATH RAGES ANGRILY

Death is superlatively very angry and he comes to harm multitudes. He runs wild, especially to South Africa and soon he eagerly gathers his enormous loot. Death is angry and it is too late for the world-human to still attempts to depend on Elohim’s Mercy.

Death comes marching in a pitch-black garment and the masses in South Africa suddenly stand deeply distressed. Behold, Death casts a Judgment clod with vengeance onto an empty casket. An Angel calls loudly, no mortal has the right anymore to decide over good or bad, as judge over God’s nation.

Death is furiously angry, he roars, look I am a sole individual, with no friend or good pal. Therefore the gates to hell are now opened wide and only Elohim has the Power to decide who goes in and who stays out, through His Great Mercy.

Death is angry and therefore he now acts according to his terrifying nature. The masses call, what is still the value of a life; calculated in Rand and cent, not even a meagre penny. Death is angry and a raging hate is brooding inside him, yes over Raca that thinks he has the right to decide over God’s chosen nation.

Revelation 2518

IN A DISTRESSING VISION

In a twilight world I hear the whispering conversation between Joseph, the Cupbearer and the Baker and I see Death in the appearance of a gigantic, cruel Woodcutter. Look, he comes like a terrifying thriller story, walking purposefully and behind him is an enormous, dead and desolate field.

I was under the firm impression that I was dreaming, but I was wide awake. I was under the firm impression that I was strong, but during this vision, I knew for certain, that I involuntarily became weak in the knees and overall just weaker and weaker. Terrified, I desperately wanted to escape from this spiritual scenario but I heard a voice commanding me that it is time, stand strong and courageous now. I looked and I saw a pale grey flag with a pitch-black scull fluttering over England and then all of Europe, in destructive storms.

The rhythm of the rhyme completely disappeared from me for a moment, yes in the terribly vision of the future that appeared to me, over London and Europe.

In the spirit, I suddenly stood in the center of London and a light, insignificant vibration went through the ground beneath my feet. Everyone that I could observe, paused for a short moment in amazement, and then just went on unimpeded. An unprecedented silence passed tangibly through the atmosphere and was suddenly followed by a loud bang that hit my eardrums with a deafening blow.

Terrified I looked up and I saw an enormous tower in the form of the male genital organ that capsized in a dust-cloud and behold, the old London bridge also began to disintegrate in its eternal demise. Terrified my eyes looked around me and I saw Buckingham palace and other well- known landmarks perishing one after the other.

Then the earth rocked and shook so much that no living being could stay on its feet anymore. With so much dust in the air, it felt as if no oxygen could go into my lungs and tears ran from my eyes because of all the escaped gasses and poisons. I heard someone moaning and groaning close to me and behold, it was a pregnant woman; because of shock, she spontaneously went into labor.

Before I could step closer, in the chaos hundreds of fleeing feet crushed her. There were so many corpses, too many to observe, too many for my mind to calculate or comprehend. A massive dust-layer rose up from the earth into the atmosphere and behold, it was day, but the sun and the moon stood next to each other.

A gigantic smoke column in the form of a sickle passed over the big ruin which was once London. The moon literally hanged like a hairy rag and the sun passed as dull, blood-red dot across the horizon. The sea roared and gigantic waves rose terrifyingly and it passed destructively, wide and far, across large parts of Europe. Yes, it was impossible to understand the impact of this terrifying vision.

Then the spirit of an old, deceased English lord came to stand before me and furious he screamed, look, the crow passed here in Judgment-flight and the door with number hundred and one has closed eternally in its destruction.

Then I heard the voices of countless many martyrs. Holy, Holy is the Sole Living EL, in the world’s eternal abomination demise, yes in the terror of earthquake and tsunami that pass through the abomination city London, the false lie-Jerusalem, to her demise.

Yes, in a twilight world between sleep and awake, in a dream I hear the conversation between Joseph, the Cupbearer and the Baker and I see death in the form of a gigantic, cruel Woodcutter. Look, purposefully he comes walking and behind him is a gigantic, desolate, black-burned field. I was under the firm impression that I was dreaming, but I was wide awake all the time.

Revelation 2519

THE CROW FLIES OVER ORANIA

In the withered claw of the deceased but still living Crow, accurately turned towards the South. Yes, there where the Boer-nation can only betray each other in strife and discord for thirty useless brown thrown-away cents. Yes, in that once beautiful but now disfigured land, the Newborn Pure Child of Revelation is bathed in nation-blood.

The Crow flies over Orania at tremendous speed. He squawks and calls: Oh what strange, evil estate, soon just a useless mud trench. Yes, he calls, just look at the strange group, there in their meetings where they greet each other with the Freemason handshake. They abuse their own blood in the slavery of the young, outcast Afrikaner troop.

A deceased spirit is sitting on a porch. On his head, he is wearing an English round top hat. And in the stench of an old deceased Boshoff-fart, an unexpected darkness descends on Orania’s red morning glow. The Crow sweeps over it with a tremendous, vengeful speed and he calls his mate who would pay for his life under their bullets.

Behold, after the unexpected Orange-flood there comes a drought which is going to rage destructively. The wheat becomes scarce and the wine frugal. The land lies red under the vengeful call of the crow. Who could imagine that Jacob had so much blood and who could suspect that Edom, in Freemasonry, would pay with his life together with Raca.

Yes, after a quick, unexpected flood there will be a grueling drought and it breaks the last farmer, the Boere’s courage. The crow flies over Orania and he squawks maliciously while he calls: Oh what strange, disfigured little estate. Behold, a Turkey and a Lapwing is sitting together around one table so intimately. Therefore, GOD HIMSELF will visit the entire country with His Ban. Look, for long enough the Satanic world-order has visited Him through their Boer-pawns, yes in the form of Hanskakies (renegades), in Freemasonry.

In the withered claw of the deceased but still living Crow, turned accurately towards the South. Yes, there where the Boer nation can betray each other in strife and discord for not even thirty useless brown cents. In that country, the Pure New Child of Revelation is bathed in Boer-blood for the New Period.

Revelation 2520

GIVE US POWER

So heavy the burden, sometimes so without courage or power. Waiting for so long on the God-given day, yes on that day when hell will grieve while angels will mock an laugh over this.     

Waiting for so long on the Power of the Spirit, where the child of God will gaze at the world contemptuously, as Commanded by Him. So, just give us a little more power, yes for the approaching evil-hunt, where the burning land-flag will flutter, in world-accusation.

Revelation 2521

THE SECOND AND THIRD BEGINNING

In the second beginning, where Sion begins to reflect seriously, while Truth supplants the lie purposefully. In the third beginning, where the Pure Light begins to permeate the sincere understanding, yes in perfect humility, seemingly so insignificant. There Elohim’s long awaited bride is now brought closer, in Godly Righteousness.

In the third beginning, where the Set-apart cherubs sing Holy, Holy, for all infinity, the Restored Order is brought before God’s Face. In the first dawn of the end of the second beginning, the image and system of the world is distorted into deformed matter, in the Fury of Judgment.

At the noon of the second beginning, the abomination beast is brought closer, so that the people and nations can kill each other in the great war. So who will find his way to the Father House and on whose forehead was His Set Apart Name eternally placed in spirit.

Behold, in the third new beginning the morning is tinted red; Holy, Rosy, in Godly Love. So, whose spiritual vision will permeate time and space and who will forever stay blind in the darkness of the realm of death.

Yes, a new book is brought closer, and I hear a soprano singing softly. From her song the words come: Is this book thick or thin? I hear a tenor singing aloud while He brings the answer: Look, one second easily devours a thousand years and for this generation there is extremely little time left.

So it becomes time to bring in the Sion-Melchizedek net with a hundred and fifty three noble fishes for the New Jerusalem. Yes, it is time to climb out of the boat on the beach and to recognize your EL in the Stranger that have been waiting for so long.

Revelation 2522

NEITHER BLACK, NOR WHITE, AN ACCUSATION AGAINST ENGLAND

Oh how heavy is the burden of a mixed race, yes to grope around between light and darkness so aimlessly. Behold, in lust, an Irishman has once fondled another race and a child was classified as neither white nor black. Yes, so the white gene is now washed out in lechery globally and soon the entire world will boast with a skin between light and dark, now very sallow.

Listen, heaven is calling: blessed, blessed is the word, “contrast”, but woe oh woe to every world hybrid-race. I also hear the Jack of Spades mocking and laughing, he sings: between night and day the flag of death is flying. Yes, on that day, where white and black will deeply despise the in-between colors, grey and brown.

Yes, the Jack of Spades mocks and laughs, and teasing he brings his accusation to the royal house. Upset, the queen of Diamonds peers through the window of Buckingham palace. While her husband advises all the Masons to hurriedly go to pray and fast in front of the ark with demon-cherubs.

Behold, a terrible curse comes upon England in an unprecedented burden because the entire world’s filth is already busy defecating on her. Oh how terrible it is to grope around between light and darkness and how unprecedented heavy is the true burden of the mixed race.

Look, in Botswana it is already difficult to distinguish between the tree and the bark and the English royalty are already doing as they please in this country. Yes, while they also decide hurriedly that they now, just like previously, once again like Zimbabwe’s diamonds, copper, gold as well as the landscape of green bush and grass very much.

But Jack of Spades calls loudly, oh so extravagantly harsh. Judgment lowers His Judgment Rod and from this royal family, who will be the first to be buried and who will be cremated hurriedly by the Chinese, without flowers or funeral oration. Look, Theresa May also blows away like useless chaff and the Grey Flag of God’s terrifying punishment is hanging over the entire gloomy hybrid-England.

Revelation 2523

POOR AND NEEDY SOLD OUT

On which foundation can the Boer nation build because since infancy, Israel has only messed up. Look, the poor is sold for new shoes, and the righteous for money and therefore time has run out for this nation.  

On the ash dumps of yesterday, yes on their obsolete ruins, they try to build a new future. While they, together with Raca, trust in a Balaam-Belhar-god. They put their hope on the Darkness, while they sell the lie as the truth and therefore time is now running out for everyone.

Oh, on what can the Caucasian West still build, because Israel could only mess up, since infancy. Blasphemously they jeered at their El and covertly they laughed for His Set-Apart Spirit. Look, they have sold their souls to Satan so easily while they only hope for the riches of matter.

Oh, on what can Esau-Edom still build the false Judah? Already since before his birth, the Jew, in all his forms, could only mess up. The downfall and death of his brother Jacob he wanted to see with his all, while he would jeer at the true Sion as “goim’. Yes, lower than “rubbish”, so England called the Boer nation. Look, you have sold hell to other people and nations as heaven and the Rabbis and Priests have even baptized their own congregations with Satan’s spirit and therefore their time has ran out now too.

Revelation 2524

ELOHIM’S SONG

Listen to Elohim’s Song, sang by cherubs, yes a song that tells of the Godly Spirit, brought only into the noble gene of the pure chronicles’ blood. The cherubs sing of Kingship, brought to man in the perfect Humility, so that the Sincere Love can ripple outward widely in the pure Godly Order.  

Listen to the Elohim Song, sang by Archangels, it tells of the Sole, Set-Apart El’s Holy Name, in Sealing it was affixed on the forehead of His chosen children only, yes on their temple. The Song tells of the Perfect rebirth, fulfilled only in Sion, so that she, in turn, can sing it to Jerusalem.

Listen to the Elohim Song, sang by heavenly hosts, in a Psalm of David, to only His Set-apart volk. Yes, on the tune of hope and faith, played on Harp and Lute, with a glorious melody that permeates all of eternity. It tells of the Sole King. His Eternal Sealring adorns His Hand, the holy mark thereof only affixed to His chosen Melchizedek disciples.

Listen to the Elohim Song, brought by the biggest and smallest angel, as one, at the top of their voices. Yes listen, from Sion’s midst her trumpet now answers and look, finally the chaff is separated from the noble wheat. The New Jerusalem now becomes the new temple-home of all of creation. So come, Jerusalem, you are invited as guest of honor to the glorious crowning of the Godly Bridal Couple, JaHWeshua and Sion.

Revelation 2525

WHERETO O GOD?

I hear a voice softly moaning and whining. It asks, Oh God, whereto, yes whereto is Twenty Seventeen speeding so suddenly and why are we deprived of time so unnoticed? I hear a Voice saying: Look, it is speeding towards Twenty Eighteen and in Twenty Eighteen there lurks little consolation or blessing, while people and nations will just cry and weep bitterly.  

Yes, I hear someone asking, where is Twenty Seventeen going so suddenly? Look, I see a skinny white cow with a dry teat. Her pelvis bone is bulging through her skin. She is standing rejected, so lost, on infertile turf and the vultures are already flying in circles around her.

I hear a child softly weeping. He asks, Oh God, where will Twenty Seventeen take us in her dying moment? Look, the weather is already raging so extreme and nature opposes us in everything too. I already hear the big earthquake’s roar and I know the landscape will suffer under tsunamis.

Yes, I hear a child weeping, oh just send us a little rain in the new year, without the flood taking everything from us. Please just send us a little rain because in flame and fire, with the signs of the times so nasty, soon no mortal will know where to.

I hear a woman softly complaining, yes I hear her saying: Twenty Seventeen was already a big problem. So what more shall we have to observe in Twenty Eighteen? I hear her husband saying: Look, it will certainly rain lava and in war, pestilence and plague, Twenty Eighteen certainly also has a big problem.

Revelation 2526

SION REBELS, SHE PROTESTS

While the world fabricates lies against the true Sion and only wants to criticize her on everything, the world just wants to organize and rule through her kingship, while desperately trying to dominate all of mankind in their God-given free will.

But look, the child of God is also busy to rebel against the world, yes he protests while he only wants to honor his El, and wants to fantasize over Elohim’s Light-kingdom.

The world controls, it proclaims and propagates to convert man to the lie, especially by means of their politics orientated churches. While the world-order wants to control every free being with all their power.

But the child of God averts and fends off, he runs to and fro, while courageously facing the entire system, and so he does not accept the world’s catechism.

The world believes that money causes the planet’s rotation while she also just wants to have something new patented every day, in order to oppose God in everything. While the world just wants to demean the Pure Truth, and channel the upright believers out, in order to eliminate Sion.

But the children of YaHWeH believes that He, as Creator, has created everything and that He has tried His utmost best and for that reason everything that live have to respect and honor Him for this.

But the world wants to program everything according to Satan’s will and therefore everything liberal may demonstrate over everything, and in Sodom and Gomorrah style they may wildly sodomize each other back and forth.

But the child of God only allows themselves to be stimulated by the Spirit of Wisdom and Truth and while they face the world courageously, they are already living inside their Only El’s Holy Sphere.

While the upright ones must constantly guard to fend off the world, and have to concentrate, so that they can turn their backs contemptuously on the lie, it is the world that provokes God’s children so much by terrorizing them immensely in everything, from morning until noon

Therefore, I call proudly and joyfully; look, as a child of Elohim I shall rebel against the entire world-system, I shall protest, debate, philosophize and above all, I shall be prophesying as much as I want. And while I shall longingly fantasize over the Light-kingdom of my Messiah, I will rejoice exceedingly, and through this, irritate the world and the church infinitely, because there is nobody born from this system that will check or stop me.

Revelation 2527

NEW SALEM, NEW JERUSALEM

Oh listen to the sound of the Gold and Silver Ram’s Horn and hear the voice of Gabriel, the messenger, yes, the announcer. He calls: Look, the battle was already won long before the big fight.

Once upon a time, the Priest-King appeared in Salem and it becomes the birth of the old city of Jerusalem. God descended again, and YaHWeshua was born in Bethlehem. He came to die on a stake on Golgotha, outside the same Jerusalem. Yes, so that every born-again firstling can know Him, at the end of this period, by His Eternal, Holy Name.

To the shame of the Caucasian race, now so weakened in Spirit and Truth, rotten and spoiled to their deepest core. Therefore, they are not able to recognize the Voice of the King of Salem, the Godly Child born in Bethlehem.

But nature can indeed recognize Him as their Good Creator in everything around them. Yes, like the Eagle’s flight in complete freedom so limitless and the intelligent Dolphin that can swim through the entire sea.

So the Double Edged Sword comes, on both sides, a Razor-sharp blade. Yes, He comes as the Godly Word and the multitudes will recognize eternal death in the hook of the sickle. The once chosen volk is winnowed as chaff from the last harvest and look, the last remnant is tried completely, they are tempered into tame lambs.

Then Sion’s tent will once again stand, penned down, as Tabernacle in front of the entrance of the Most Holy, as set-apart sanctuary, as God’s property, and through this Satan is defeated, yes he is conquered forever.

So, Melchizedek the PRIEST KING comes into the NEW SALEM, yes, the NEW JERUSALEM and the child of Revelations appears in the rebirth of the ones who will recognize His Voice in the Most Holy of their own hearts.

So, listen to the sound of the Gold and Silver, the Set-Apart Ram’s Horn and hear the word of the messenger, the announcer, yes listen to Gabriel’s voice.

Revelation 2528

THIRD WORLD WAR

With the checkered Scottish kilt flapping so inappropriately and merrily around calve muscles. The rotting stench of the battlefield comes on the death-march tune of the bagpipe. The West is betrayed and revealed by her own allies, while the left eagerly walks over to enemy. So, listen to the sound of bullets whistling and bombs exploding. Know that through the big swear-word, democracy, the foolish has decided for the wise and therefore life now becomes a burden to almost everyone, yes, it is no happy joke to anyone anymore.

With the checkered Scottish kilt flapping around thighs and calves to marching music. Globally, suddenly all the soldiers of the world only wear camouflage. Yes, with famine and pestilence suddenly appearing out of nowhere, they scratch around extremely discerningly among survival provisions, rations and medication.

With the once proud Khaki shirt now modern-checkered as determined by the “label”, and so a rainbow nation comes marching to Nkosi Sikelel. Look, the white porcelain jar has scattered into a thousand pieces and all that is left is only the benefit reserved for the dark skin alone. Yes, with the white race now completely rejected and trampled.

With the Khaki shirt now checkered so modern, while the once strong men are partying and jesting around sports fields. But, the upright longs for a once proud past, even when clothes sometimes was worn out, it was neatly stitched and patched. So listen to the song of lamentation played on the flute and see the entire Sanctuary oppressed and trampled. Listen to the approaching rattle noise of terrifying arms of war. See the tears in mothers’ eyes over a new generation of young soldiers and know that they are crying over their sons.

With the Scottish kilt checkered, while it flaps around thighs and calves to the tune of the death march, comes the song of the Great War with the sad sound of the bagpipe’s noise. Look, the oil and the wine are bad, the water is brackish, with Cholera that is going to reign destructively in the stomach. The world’s flags hang destroyed, tattered and shabby and there is nobody who will escape the consequences of the Third World War. Yes, with the flags of Germany, England and France drizzled with human blood while the gunshots are also going to sound in Belgium and Netherland.

There is one, no there are two giving witness over half of the kings of the earth who are going to bow humbly before a Jewish Lucifer. Look, Europe and the entire West are going to scatter into pieces and the big cedar, America, chopped into two parts. It is brother against brother, man against woman, child against parent and there is nothing that can stop or check the Right, while everything Liberal will only defraud and commit mutiny.

The Freemason floor, checkered in blocks, between white and black and their war ship is sailing straight towards Africa. The bullets whistle with bombs exploding and the country of Israel claims its spoils of war for a short moment. But, the Jew is foiled because the true Jacob, the true Israel, is residing beyond the rivers of Raca-Cush, yes, there far in the South. So, just look at the Scottish kilt, so inappropriately and merrily checkered. Yes, there where it is flapping around thighs and calves to the tune of the death march. Look, the soldiers are coming, marching to the tune of the old bagpipe, there where the sun’s rays are setting on the last hours of the period.

Revelation 2529

THE GODLY CODE

There is no communication between the living and the dead and between Spirit and flesh there is also no ode. Therefore, the fruit of the tree of knowledge of good and evil was initially completely prohibited to man.  

By taking this, the once godly chronicle stood outside the conversation of Elohim, completely rejected. But look, man weeps in his search for the purpose of life and therefore they fantasize over thousands of idols, in different religions.

The meagre remnant of the holy chronicle calls: Oh God, come and break the Set-Apart code of the New Kingdom for us and bring us the answers of the whole Truth. Come and restore the communication between the living and the dead and restore between Spirit, in perfect reborn flesh, the Godly ode.

On that day, the once withered fig tree will start budding fruitfully again and the old vineyard will boast with new fresh shoots. Look, the Sower’s precious, Godly words now land on fertile soil.

Yes, currently there is no communication between the living and the dead and so there can also be no code without the work of a heavenly messenger. So, bring us Your New song on heavenly chords and let it rain down on us like precious pearls, in Godly words.

Look, Jerusalem’s approach is coming to the South, from the West and the North, yes they are coming to Sion’s gates, in search of eternity’s Words of Truth.

Revelation 2530

THE LAST DANCE

Come and dance the last dance, yes dressed in tailored suit and evening gown because the once wide path to a shiny world-future is already blocked. So ring, ring the world-bell and feel, feel the gigantic earthquake. Yes, listen to the song of the great havoc. Bring the sword and the gun stick too because Satan is charging closer, riding on a pitch-black goat.

Look, the ships are not anchored in the dock anymore and the bombers are no longer tied on deck. The Oriental is carrying an enormous grudge and look, they are transporting their prisoners of war, women and children, like animals on the rusted back of a cattle truck.

Come oh worldling, you are invited to the last feast of the great world-chef. Look, with delicious world-snacks you are lured closer, for the last time. So ring, ring the world bell and feel the gigantic earthquake. The shiny matter is already busy fading overnight, perishing and rusting.

The gunshots become wild, with bombs exploding everywhere. Man becomes weary, with feet dragging and scuffing. The atmosphere is either heavy with damp and moisture, or it is dry, with suffocating dust everywhere. The grain is poor, with bran so coarse and the cattle are standing wasted, skinny to the bone.

So come oh churches, come and sing your last lie-praises, because your abomination song is now becoming too much for heaven. So ring, ring the last world-bell and feel the enormous earthquake. Know, oh abomination synods, your congregation members were led around your dark block a few times.

Look, Satan himself is coming, riding on his pitch-black goat and the pope is so stupid, yes completely hardened. How meagre was your charity-piece oh church, and your priests and preachers only came to lie and deceive shamelessly.

So, come and dance your last dance, oh worldling, dressed in tailored suit and evening gown. Your debutants are standing bunched together in Satan’s pen, while the great war is luring your young men closer. So ring, ring the last world-bell and feel the approaching, enormous earthquake. Listen to the song of great chaos and havoc. So, bring the sword as well as the gun-stick closer, quickly.

Revelation 2531

THE PIPER’S SONG

The word “normal” can never ever belong together with the word “insanity” and nowhere can you find Wisdom in the greybeard of the world anymore. Look, The Word is a Double-edged Sword and it slashes lie and deceit, according to Godly Nature. There is a Flutist and in vain He plays a song for the parents and He tells of a great danger coming. From His song, great signs and wonders are bore. But the parents laugh and say: Just look at such a wizard, a formidable magician indeed.

But the Piper keeps on playing and His song does not want to subside. The notes frolic, the rhythm thereof pulsing in the main artery of the conscience. The words of His song go like this: Oh just save the children from the approaching danger of the brutal barbarian. Yes, He calls the children to gather around Him. From his song come great wonders and signs now, so that the parents can just see the Truth. But they keep on mocking and say: Just look at the performance of the wizard, so able as a magician indeed.

The Word is a Double-edged Sword and the Piper’s song silently became quiet. The invitation to the feast has past and the scorned dance was over. Therefore, the Sword is cast and it shoots down accurately, just like the powerful Eagle. The parents shout, terrified, and they ask God to save them and their children. They call and ask, send us the Piper again, this time we will follow his Song for sure.

But, the Word is a Double-edged Sword and He calls: Too late, too late, it is too late to now want to join the side of the righteous. Look, hell has given birth and the worldling is already busy sailing over the side of the eternal abyss. Therefore, the Salvation Song of the Piper is only saved for Sion and Jerusalem.

So, Listen to the Great Godly Silence, while the wild storm-winds finally subside in Sion’s heart. And listen to the Piper, He now plays His song, dancing, while He gathers Elohim’s children around Him in the New Jerusalem. Yes, while they come and gather, jubilating, around the Glorious Throne of Righteousness.

Revelation 2532

A LITTLE BIT OF OIL AND A HANDFUL OF FLOUR

Give me a liter of oil and a kilogram of flour and also give me a little bit of wine and water for the thirsty throat. Look, the freshwater source is sealed and there is no grape harvest left in the world arbor also. The last remnant of the holy nation is not divided into two, but into twelve groups. Yes, with Edom now desperately attempting to steal the firstborn right of Jacob.

Give us just a little bit of oil and a little bit of flour. Look, soon nobody will farm commercially anymore. So, of what use are all the useless prayers in the religion ritual because there is also no accrual in the flocks. Even the animal kingdom does not want to procreate anymore. Governments promise that with rationing, everything will be divided fairly. So says the thief, with his servant, the taxman, who only robbed everyone.

Oh just give us a little bit of oil and a handful of flour because God’s Mercy is only sealed in the widow-right. A chosen nation lies crushed, there is nothing useful or whole anymore. So gather oh prophet, the potsherds. A small part thereof is sealed indeed. Look, the shards are divided into twelve and the New City of Jerusalem is healed.

Give me Oh God just a small jar of oil and a moderate measure of flour. The big harvest lies withered and yellow and the Pope gazes over Christianity and his eyes are dead and cross-eyed. England is covertly dealing with China and there is no Mercy left that can check God’s anger over Edom. A Big Angel blows on His horn and look, a scale falls over Britain and she entirely becomes the loot of the Oriental.

So just give me an old fashion point of oil and a pound of flour because the last harvest will soon be divided unfairly. Yes, give me a small bag of wine, a bottle of oil with a handful of flour. All the food of the earth is damaged and the last bit is stolen. Yes, just give us a jar full of oil and a moderate measure of flour. Look, the Great Mercy has already sealed Elohim’s children with the mark of their El on their foreheads.

Revelation 2533

THE MEASURE IS FULL

The measure is full and the arrow from the bow hits the target accurately. Congealed into a dimension, time, in data, is rolled into a scroll. Each sinner knows, life was no soft fruit, but indeed a hard tuber.

Yes, the entire world is mad and in every country, things are crazy. But, the world citizen staggers on, blinder than the blindest mole, even though they know that the measure is full.

The son burns brightly, then dim again, and everyone calls, now it is becoming wild. The bees die without reason in their hive, while the earth’s crust will cave in under lava in some places. The sun sets red and the mine shines dimly. The clever ones say, there is too much dust and they praise themselves over this. But, North Korea now becomes nasty and rude, with the debating battle now very rough.

The measure is full and man has failed his life-test. Yes, from the king to the fashion doll, all have just flopped. There is nobody that can stop the Judgment. Look, the crown falls from the queen’s head and her scepter changes into a mop.

The measure is full and there is a loud bang in the roof of every house. The earth jerks and trembles due to the shock and in looting and plundering the nations run amok. Everyone just steal food and load it onto any truck. The liberalist chokes on his own grudge, for long enough they were hardened in their own lie.

The measure is full, and the fires are burning in town, city, field and bush and people die in hordes. Now relieved of the satellite, everyone suddenly asks for letters and post. The prepper laughs because he loads his food comfortably on an ox while he calls, for long I have been free from the system.

The measure is full and the arrow from the bow hits the mark accurately. Congealed into a dimension, time is rolled into a scroll. Every sinner knows, life was no soft fruit but indeed a hard tuber. Yes, everyone now knows the devil was a cruel wolf, clothed innocently in soft white sheep wool.

Revelation 2534

IN THE FIVE SENSES OF ELOHIM

Like a butterfly around a spring bud, yes like a bride frisking in God’s pre-planned garden. Surrounded and permeated by paradise -flower, -tree and -brush, already before My creation I have smelled you, oh Sion, in a fresh Rosebud.

In that garden, around the most beautiful water pool, I have strolled as the Evening Wind, gloriously cool. Oh, I was a lover with a purpose and you, oh Sion, I have felt in My heart already before My creation. My Name is I AM, but before I was, we were already meant for each other.

Through heavenly bird song and angelic choir, I have heard you, oh Sion, in the voice of a fragile human. I have known, before I am going to win you, I have to lose you first. But still you oh Sion, have enchanted Me deeply.

I have tasted you, oh Sion, in the fruit of the Tree of Life’s sweet taste and I knew, I will always protect you against the revenge of the dragon, yes so that you will never belong to eternal death.

In the big firmament of the Zodiac My eyes have already pierced creation. I have seen you, oh Sion, in the middle of it all. At that moment I knew, I do not want to reign, but I want to serve, because all the work of My hands, for your sake, will only deserve Love upon more Love.

Revelation 2535

GOD’S BIRTH, ONLY IN MY HEART

Oh Father, of my poor soul, make the Bethlehem-valley, of my simple heart, make a crib and of my mortal body, make a stable. Make the jubilating angels, over your birth in my heart, without end or number. Look, the way to the rebirth is high and extremely narrow. But You protect and guard me, You stop me from falling.  

On Golgotha You have already drunk my cup for me, and it was filled with bitter gall. Therefore, Oh Father, of my soul make the Bethlehem-valley, of my heart make a simple crib and of my body, a poor stable. Look, Your birth will resound inside it like the primeval big bang of creation. You are my Love, my Eternity, yes my total universe.

Revelation 2536

THE NOBLE HARVEST

Once there was a nation, a noble volk, intended for Elohim’s kingdom. Yes, a small but noble volk, for the end time chronicles, intended for the new period. From the Light I came, through darkness, to the earth, with a predetermined goal. I wanted to feel my path open, hand in hand with Sion, to Jerusalem.  

Yes, I came to search for the cream of the crop. But look, my dream was soon destroyed because the discovered gold was tinsel and therefore the false metal rusted easily. Also, the best diamonds have been washed away to nowhere, and the rest of the half-precious stones were inferior, polluted, dirty and balmy.

There was a nation, a once noble volk, intended for the future of the earth. But among the last noble fishes the water was teeming with murderous gamefish. Look, Ham the nitwit was in the ruling seat because the Boer’s hymn of praise was not meant for God, but for Balaam.

Yes, blindfolded I came to the earth with a specific goal. My signpost, my map, was rolled into my soul, in a bittersweet book. In this book it was written, in fun and pleasure man has tempted God long enough.

In both my hands, I felt something. In my right hand there was a golden fishhook, which I could use to search for the noble fishes. In my left hand there was a pitch black cloth and it was no blessing, but indeed a curse. I have searched for Sion and called Jerusalem, while I had to duck incessantly for stones thrown at me.

I heard a voice saying: Roll the cloth open and shake out the curse. I looked around me and saw that large parts of the infrastructure were destroyed. I heard how mankind began to cough blood due to a strange sickness. Behold, I saw the woman of Revelation and for their flight to freedom she desperately began searching for her child.

There was one from a town, one from a city and one from a region and twelve times twelve were pure maidens, intended for the new kingdom. There were only hundred and forty four thousand that were not brainwashed by the big lie.

Blind I came through the darkness to the earth with a specific goal. Yes, from the Light I came through the earthly darkness to see the cream of the crop. I wanted to feel my path open through the Boer volk, to Jerusalem. But behold, the Boer was in his church, on his knees before Babylon the whore and in immorality he stared at her from all sides. The Boer’s hymn of praise was not meant for his El, but for Balaam.

Therefore, the curse in the cloth now bends the barrel of the Boer’s rifle. Look, his children are fed to Raca. His women are kidnapped while his elderly have to farm for Cush like slaves. Yes, so the cream of the crop came one from a city, one from a region and one from a country. So, who are the sealed ones, intended for the New Jerusalem.

Revelation 2537

NEW YEAR UNFRUITFUL

A pale grey Mule is standing there and her name is 2017 – the Old Year. Her surname is 2018 and is called unfruitful. Look, for the worldling the signs of the times are written in the fireworks of the New Year. Mammon is deeply distressed by the closeout of the big bazaar. Yes, because he is already beginning to see his end in the new moneyless system.

Look, the cow is skinny and the ox is suffering and the lust for blood just does not want to subside. The warships begin to sail to and fro across the seven seas and everyone calls: Woe oh woe, great danger is coming. Absinthe is also getting ready, so that her twins can separate themselves from her to join the judgment, while enormous dust storms are going to move around the planet.

A pale grey Mule is standing there and her name is Old Year and her surname is New Year and she is called unfruitful. Look, in the number of three years plus, where man is facing famine, war, pestilence and cataclysms and mad governments. This period is indeed infinitely difficult. Peoples and nations call to heaven to protect them against the haughtiness and lust for power of their evil governments. Fear runs wide while it brings forth discord everywhere, and Left and Right begin to stare at each other in hateful fratricide (the killing of one’s brother or sister). Look, in the fear of terror, uncontrollable numbers will invade Europe.

A pale grey Mule is standing there and her name is 2017 – the Old Year and her surname is 2018 and she is completely unfruitful. And while the worldlings stare excitedly at the signs of the time in their empty fireworks, they listen to the joyful clap sound, yes the exploding of bombs that will not subside in 2018 and the beautiful fireworks will join ranks with the big destructive fires of the coming years.

Yes, nobody is spared, except the Sealed Ones, they are spared for the end of the period, for the new future. While East and West, Left and Right, begin to side with each another respectively. The world city Jerusalem is torn into two and the fury over this will not subside in the Jew’s heart.

Look, the Jew has saved enough grain and their wine-bag is engorged, yes, they have saved it for their big war. Their unleavened bread is already baked and the bitter-as-gall sauce is saved for the East. Wasted crude oil is drifting on the ocean and the inhabitants of the seas are suffering badly. Yes, Mammon is suffering, he knows that he is going to die. His successor, the moneyless system is already there in 666. Across the entire Europe and the world, the judgment is not going to subside. Look, America too is also incurable. She has cancer and her malignant tumor is called liberal and her only cure and survival is only hidden in fratricide on a big scale.

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THE GREY HORSE

Where the Grey Horse grotesquely rises onto its hind legs, with death, its rider, clothed in crepe, black and grey, pointing the way to the next judgment. Look, in his one hand he is holding a sickle and in his other hand solid proof. On his back, he is carrying a rusted iron cross.

On the crossbeam thereof, it is written in capital letters: LARGE PARTS OF AFRICA AND ASIA WILL SOON BE CRUSHED. Over the wall of a big dam wall with a stuck, rusted sluice, stormy waters will roar one more time. Yes, before the big drought will unexpectedly crisscross these continents.

In this period, the great famine victoriously lifts its fist and under its onslaught, man as well as mouse will die. Death grins because there is no government that will be able to avoid or unravel these crises.

Where the Grey Horse grotesquely rises into the sky onto its hind legs, with death, its rider, clothed in crepe, black and grey. There the riding horse of death bellows in the roar of hooves. Its rider grins because the earth shakes and trembles under the tremendous onslaught of Elohim’s Fist.

So listen to the tidal waves of tsunamis roaring across continents and look at all the country flags hanging half-mast. See the Grey Horse on its hind legs, already pointing the way to the next Judgment.

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WITH THE SOUL PAWNED

With nowhere any common sense or a helping hand anymore. With the soul pawned, faith has now evaporated like fog before the sun. Yes, with the last love discarded, lonely, aside, all of mankind now lies completely stranded without a future.

Everyone desperately calls for order; yes, they search for a vicious field cornet and a strict commandant. In many-a-country even the king’s position becomes vacant. But still all the governments lie to their citizens, deceiving them blatantly.

The Boer living in a faraway land, will soon suffer together with their host country under the burden of undesired, illegal immigrants. And they desperately long for their unreachable Fatherland.

Soon there is nowhere any use for cash anymore; yes, with Europe now only a disgrace, many countries are scorched black. With America also caught completely off guard, Australia also lies knocked down. Every country walks hand in hand with unrest and war and nobody is resistant to the big pestilence.

In global madness, there is no common sense anymore and nobody lends a helping hand to each other. The vast part of the human soul is already pawned to hell, and the last hope, faith and love have evaporated like fog before the sun.

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THE ABOMINATION BOER

The Freemason boer is standing trembling in his trousers, trapped in a dangerous corner. Yes, while he pathetically calls: Cyril – Cyril, our big Freemason brother, he will protect us and preserve us. Oh, God is angry, He comes to visit the corrupted Boer with Judgment. Yes, He was tempted for long enough by this big, rotten part of His volk.

Look, the scarlet red little candle is displayed on the English cake and terrified the make-believe-courageous Freemason boer pisses in his diaper just like a newborn baby. Yes, since his origin as Hans-kaki (renegade), he has always been a coward and therefore he voluntarily goes under in the ode of his Freemason curse.

So come on now old Angus, come and cast your rusted, Christian, Freemason hook again and come and only catch a net full of rotten snoek for yourself. Yes, come and dissemble with your distorted bible book, while you also try to tempt the meagre remnant of Elohim’s volk. Come and wave your scarlet red cloth before the Bull so that the razor sharp Horn of God can visit you and your kind.

Yes, the Abomination boer calls the English royal house his blood brother, while they execute their commands like worms. Therefore, a big unrest begins in South Africa and the mouth of the white Liberalist is silenced forever.

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THE BREAKING DOWN OF THE TEMPLE

On the threshing floor of Ornan comes the poem of the Jebusite and so goes the words of his song. Two times two is four, plus two is six, six, six. Look, the beast’s name is West and West is the dragon and the dragon is called Heylel. Look, in the number “twenty” the end of the city of Jerusalem is predicted and the Temple will never be restored on Mount Moriah again.

The measure of the cherub wings is five times four and this is twenty el. But the wood underneath the gold has swollen because of weathering and rotting and the days of the Solomon-Freemason-idol-artwork have been numbered for long. Therefore do not worry or be concerned any longer oh Judah because it is not you, but the Jew who will dwell around in the valley of death for eons.

On the threshing floor of Ornan the time on the earth now begins to accelerate quickly and the years, months and days are counted carefully. Look, the two pillars in front of the temple, Jagin the conservative and Boas the liberal, they both begin to lean over the eternal abyss. So know, oh West, at the end of the period your days are assuredly numbered. But with the new Temple Sion and the new city Jerusalem, it will always and eternally go well.

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WISE VERSUS FOOLISH

Let the last bit of Wisdom now leave the fool forever. While the righteous will benefit abundantly by Truth and Love. Oh give to the upright a double measure of loving kindness, so that the Spirit of Elohim will never desert the humble.

The godless will no longer receive of God’s Mercy and the way of the haughty is deeply hated by all of heaven. The angel of God now draws his sword against the big injustice. Look, for his pleasure he crushes the big betrayal.

In the assembly of the Most High, the Pure Spirit often deliberates with the wise. But over the arrogant scribes He brings ridicule and defamation. In his own revelry, the glutton is engulfed, but the one that can control himself, receive in good measure.

All the plagues of Exodus come upon the one-world-order state. But the true Sion and Jerusalem will never be harmed. Yes, the worldling now becomes obstinate over the world-crises conditions, but the chosen laugh because they are ready.

The Wisdom calls to the fool: Away with you, you stupid idiot. But like the Good Shepherd she guards jealously over Elohim’s precious sheep. Yes, the Spirit is now tired of and mad at the vain worldling and therefore the last bit of Wisdom now leave the world fool.

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WHERE WILL MAN HIDE

Oh listen to the sad sound, yes the big poverty, whistling its sad song monotonously on one note. Look, the big hunger is in a quiet, dangerous mood and the words of his song go like this: The world is filthy and dirty, and the earth is nothing but a rubbish dump, a dangerous Hades-pit-of-death. So where can mankind still hide and where will they cry because globally the last love was exchanged for hate.

So listen to the rattling of automatic machinegun fire occurring everywhere. See the masses committing mutiny and plundering everywhere and know there is nobody who will be able to stop or halt the big world-riot. On street corners where emaciated snotnose children sulk for moldy leftover bread. Yes, there where prostitutes as well as virgins try to offer their services in vain, just to get something edible, even if it is only a piece of dry rusk. So, where can man still hide for survival and who can they cry to because the last bit of sympathy was exchanged for numbness.

Oh just behold all the fires, it destroys towns, cities, farms, fields, forests and shrubs and in horrible executions, burning human flesh can be smelled everywhere. Yes, listen to the loud cracking of breaking windows and see the destroyed doors not safely locked anymore. The murderous masses have already used up the last loot. So the liberalist calls, oh where will we hide and who will we cry to because God has also already closed His ears to the big noise of the world-madness.

Oh listen to the roaring of the empty belly and see the shards of the broken oil jar. Know that it is the end-product of a liberal democracy doctrine that contemptuously wanted to decide against the order of God. Therefore, it is too late to want to sorrowfully blow the nose in self-remorse because all that is left to the liberalist is to try to plunder and commit mutiny together with the masses in their madness, there where nothing is left. So, where will the worldling hide and to who will they cry because the last bit of common sense was exchanged for madness.

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KNOCK DOWN THE ABOMINATION

Come oh Sion, come and knock down the big abomination now. Look, the big day is coming. The day of the pitch-black sun. On that day when the earth will begin to rumble and growl dangerously. Yes on that day when the people and nations will crowd around their own filth like fat, pitch-black blowflies, to hum their discontent towards Elohim.

Therefore Oh Sion, knock down the abomination in your own midst, yes in your own soul. Look, it is nothing but a dead system, namely the material Matrix world-spirit, in every regard so self-destructive stupid.

Come therefore, oh Sion, knock the big abomination down. Just look at the signs of the times and see Elohim’s big Mercy Cloud Column stretching over your head. Yes, open your spiritual eye and see the Tree of Life, in full bloom right in front of your eyes. Therefore, withdraw yourself from Mammon, because he is the god of Sodom and in your flight of freedom, do not look back ever again.

Come oh Sion and knock down the image of the big abomination. This period is already so old, sickly and crooked. Yes, the earth is tired of Edom’s gluttony. Look, he is glued to the DNA genepool of the Jew and his peace-call has always just been a false shalom. Therefore, the nations now begin to growl dangerously at each other and globally the bombs begin to flower and mighty infrastructures of cement and concrete crumble like insignificant card houses of paper and carton.

So, for your survival oh Sion, knock down the big abomination now, because the Gog and Magog are marching closer in an enormous world battalion. Look, Satan is standing grotesque, so blindingly disguised as the false peace angel of light (as the enlightened). For the last time he invites all of Christianity to his world whorehouse, namely the church salon.

So come, oh come now Sion and listen to the Call of your Savior, the Big Bastion, and knock down the big abomination in your own midst. Look, the big Day of Elohim is fast approaching. Therefore do not, like a yelping jackal, yes like scavenging animals, gather around the already perished dunghill of Mammon any longer.

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WHO IS THE STUPID NATION?

Who is the nation that would, in their haughtiness, be ashamed of the values and order of their God? Yes, while they would stand so ‘enlightened’, just like like-minded people, together with the beast. Look, through their own doing, the Precious Word was lost to the children, while the dogs, in their hordes, would so eagerly come for the crumbs.

The Caucasian bloodline is busy perishing totally in interbreeding. While the meagre Godly bloodline will continue to exist only in the pure Jerusalem. The Spirit has fought, She pleaded and reprimanded ad nauseam. But the once set-apart sanctuary just did not want to understand or comprehend her warnings.

So, who is the nation now so oppressed, trampled, murdered and almost completely defeated? A nation exclaiming: Oh God, we cannot understand our downfall so well. And while they helplessly kick and strike around them, all their works are just deteriorating by the day. Yes, with the last of their infrastructures now busy to perish completely.

Who is the nation trapped in world-slavery, and therefore they still deliver the very best grain to the grasshopper plague. It is a nation so trampled, so defeated. But listen, as a rainbow nation, together they sing Nkosi sikelele at the top of their lungs.

There is a nation, once dearly beloved by God, now busy perishing. Yes, a nation that may not even exist in her own history books anymore. Look, for their downfall God puts the blame on them. Through their own doing the Precious Bread was lost for the children, while the dogs, in hordes, would come for the crumbs thereof.

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I DREAMED

I dreamed of a land so shining clean, yes of a land where the pure Boer will live peacefully again. I dreamed of a heart so pure, yes of a heart, where YaHWeshua will again live as our Saviour. 

I dreamed of Sion, scorning Satan defiantly and for this, she receives the highest heaven wage.

I dreamed of the Melchizedek Priest Crown, with all of Creation lined by a Godly, Pure Light.

I dreamed of a set-apart volk that crowns Elohim as their King again and in that land there never was an idol or an icon again.

I dreamed of the New Song on the Most Holy note and the words went like this: Elohim’s children will never ever deny Him again.

I dreamed of the New Jerusalem, so shining clean, yes I dreamed of the New Godly City where the pure Boer, as Sion, will live so blissfully.

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A COMET METEORITE

In a dream-vision I see four big planets standing in a straight line and I see a smaller celestial body, shining like a sun, travelling past it. I hear a voice saying: It is a meteorite breaking away from a comet, which will hit the earth in the nearby future.

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A LEGALISTIC SOUL AND A LOVE SOUL

One good day, two different men on earth passed away at the same time. And so the two souls stood before the Judgement Seat. One stood firm in the law and the other one stood firm in love.

The legalistic soul informed God, a bit pedantic and haughty. The law of Moses was his whole existence and therefore he, as self-appointed teacher, intensively reprimanded his neighbors about the law from early until late. He made them clearly understand that you may not look at the women of your neighbors with any desire.

But in secret the lust stood very strong inside himself. He reprimanded them that you may not kill, while on the inside he often denounced his irritating neighbor so much that he could drop dead because of it. He reprimanded that you may not interbreed in marriage, while his own bastard child would stand close against his own chest.

He also reprimanded sternly that the soul would perish in hell though stealing and this while his own yard would be filled with the goods of others. He also made a big fuss over the honoring of the Sabbath, yes so severely that a hungry, sick or old person could perish in misery before his own eyes.

He continued his narrative and said: Look, I have never taken a false oath with my hand on the Bible. But a lawless neighbor I quickly took to the authorities so that he could perish in prison for his mistakes.

The other one, uncertain about his humanity, but standing fast in love, perplexed he said: Oh God, today it is a big sinner coming to stand here before You. About the jota and title of the law I understood little and I admit openly that the message of the law also often passed over me like water over a duck.

But the little bit of bread that I had, with love I gladly gave half of that to my neighbor in need. In simple prayer I have placed my hands on the sick and dying, and in Your power often in a healing way. The Sabbath was Your rest in me in every day’s existence and therefore I could confidently put my hand to the plough on a Friday, Saturday or Sunday for a neighbor in need.

Father You know I am a sinner and my neighbor’s wife was very pretty and this You must also understand well. But I curbed the desire for her because I knew that without her my good friend’s world would completely perish. On one or more occasions, I also took something that was not mine, but the love inside me accused me strongly over this and with an apology I gave it back to the owners.

To my embarrassment, I must admit Oh Father that I gave false witness; yes I lied so that a neighbor of mine would not go to jail. But Father I also made that man to understand well, to not to make such a mistake again, even if it is just for the sake of his wife and many children.

Yes, so the two souls came to stand before the Judgment Seat, the one with an exalted legalistic soul and the other one a self-confessed sinner who so very much wanted to stand for love. And the Word went forth from the Judgment Seat. The verdict was: For both, let it be according to the love for their cause. Look, there is a legalistic heaven where the “law abiding” goes.   And in that heaven everyone can sternly reprimand each other from morning until evening about all the laws, for all eternity.

But there is also a heaven where saved sinners go and in that heaven everyone just wants to surpass each other in love and love again. In that heaven lives the Master of Love Himself, Who does not Judge through the law. But in His love, after He Himself was judged by the law, He would go ahead of His saved children of Love with His precious Blood.

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KNOW

Know that the Big Bang was Lucifer’s great fall, with the birth of Matter, displayed in the universe cosmos.

Know that the Fall of Adam was man’s death and decay, with his only Salvation, the birth of God as a human in a humble stable.

Therefore, know that the path to Matter leads to death and decay and it is everywhere. But the path to Eternal Life is utterly difficult and narrow.

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GRANT ME THE POWER

Grant me Oh Father, the power to do my bit, yes until the day when Your Love will permeate me completely. On that day I will sing my song of praise at the top of my lungs, while bringing my humble offer in complete surrender to You.

Oh grant me Oh Father the hope to do my bit, yes until the day when I will stand together with Your heavenly host around You in a holy circle, yes to sing Your New Song with complete abandon.

Grant me Oh my El, the faith, so that at the end of my earthly life I can exclaim together with You, look, this too has been accomplished.

On that Godly day, Your Living Light will surround and permeate my being and in the total, perfect freedom thereof, no being will ever again be able to force me to do anything.