Revelation 2651

THE VOLCANOES ARE SICK AND ANGRY

Etna (Volcano in Italy) groans and says: This is very strange but true. Look, the big heartburn is finishing me off and making me tired. The earth quickly conducts an emergency summit and says: Take your revenge and begin to belch out fire and acid. It is the only way to stop the heat in your stomach and to get your stomach ache to subside.

Vesuvius (Italy) as well as Paricutin (Mexico) complain about burning pains, from head to toe. The Earth answers loud and clear. She says: Both of you are a big abscess rebelling against everything. So give way now and begin to pop, yes so that I can gallop around my equator once again.

Yellowstone (USA) groans and roars before an ominous silence suddenly descends around her. She says: Look, I also suffer from the same heartburn ailment. Again the earth conducts an emergency summit. She says: You should also now take action and increase your internal heat level excessively. So that lava can leave you in a big explosion. To harm everything around you will be of much benefit to the earth in the end.

Ràkato (New Zealand) groans and moans with a big roar. He calls and says: Look, to the marrow and bone, to the deepest sand and peat. I am burning! I am burning, in fire and flame, and this is no lie. The earth listens patiently to his moaning and weeping, while enormous stones rain into the atmosphere. Look, the Richter scale is at loggerheads obscene and worldwide there is news of an enormous cataclysm. So, let all the nations quickly take notice; nowhere is there any prosperity or just a little blessing anymore.

Stromboli (Italy) shivers and shakes under an ice blanket that suddenly surrounds her head in a high fever. Yes, with a unique radiation that now is interwoven to her deepest being. The Earth calls: Oh, what did evil man get himself into? So, oh volcano, do not forgive them their sins, while you surround them with fire, rocks, and sulfur.

Kilauea (Hawaii) is frantic. She is full of hate, evil and much anger. She calls: Inside me I am boiling, bubbling and roaring, yes in a big rush of fire. Therefore I will now cross swords with many islands. Kilauea pushes an enormous fist of fire into the atmosphere, while a big tsunami indiscriminately crushes everything in its path.

Revelation 2652

IN THE SUBSIDING CITY NOISE

Mammon is lying dead and the world economy is kidnapped by the triple six of technology. Babylon is a sad widow, now just a very old whore. In the subsiding city noise, less and less provisions are transported around.

In a short but big political silence, with not even a blade of grass moving, the call of the pitch-black, false peace-dove’s cooing resounds. The pope apparently appears strong and stalwart, while death peeks at the big crowds through his eyes.

So, listen worldwide to the distress call of the farmer. Yes, he calls: Withered, dried out the planted seed potatoes are also laying on the farmlands. Look, the big drought, flood and cold come and for too long they have delayed with the planting. There is no grain and there is no fodder.

While time is quickly running out, the world-madness begins to rage widely. In a blood-red glow the moon unexpectedly shines red like blood. Look, the Jewish beast now openly boasts with his impure pig nose, while the old wailing-wall will suddenly say goodbye.

The Mediterranean sea is as black as soot in some places, and in other places, red like blood. Yes, everywhere on the ocean there are strange things floating now. With extremely contaminated rivers flowing into the sea, mankind begins to feed on deadly poisonous seafood.

The Africa-spirit is hitting wildly and furiously around her, with Sheba destroying everything around her. Raca awakens from his alcohol hangover, yes with his hair frizzing wildly. Everything around him now has to duck and dive. There is no food, but still he demands a harvest. Unexpectedly his children begin to cough blood, while everyone in quarantine has to duck Ebola germs.

In an African bush bar a Boer is sitting, agonizing. Oh he is very disgruntled. He complains and says, he is tired of toiling, of sowing and ploughing from morning until evening. Slurring he says to his friends: Enough is now enough. He takes an oath while spitting on his calluses.

His words go like this: Blood for blood, your own property stays your property. So, let each kind now feed on its own labor. So, oh men, keep the good hope. Nobody steals our property without compensation. So, who could have known and who could have guessed or suspected, the entire Boer volk is sitting with a very raw and fragile mood.

A gigantic storm begins to rage worldwide and the last food perishes in drought and flood. Once rich countries run around everywhere with the beggar’s hat, while China, like a locust, feed destructively on everything organic.

Yes, Mammon lies dead, kidnapped by technology and Babylon is a widow, just a lonely old whore. So, listen to the subsiding city noise and see less and less provisions transported around.

Revelation 2653

THE DOWNFALL OF JOHANNESBURG AND LONDON

Listen to the song of the Big Bastion. He sings: Glory to Him, glory to Him. He is coming, He is coming, yes on the Spirit of the born-again Sion-cloud-column. So, listen to the Big Maned Lion growling dangerously and see the Fist thundering down onto Europa and Africa.

Listen to the song of the Big Bastion and see what is happening to Babylon. See the big fall of Mammon and know that Edom was disguised as Brexit, in the Englishman. Look, from Johannesburg to the city of London there comes a big eclipse over the Illuminati sun.

Listen to the first ominous drumming of the Africa drum and see the dark smoke column. So, what is the use of the useless shots of the English ceremonial cannon, because the entire cold-blooded reptile house of commentary is exceedingly stupid.

The old queen is worn-out, old and bent, but her stupid power-crown is still glued to hear grey head. Her stolen but now useless gold and silver weigh ton upon ton and her abomination city, built with glass and concrete, reach to the clouds. But in the coming Judgment, Europe’s inhabitants will perish because of hunger.

The end-time-code’s terrible lot is sealed in the city of London because it was disguised as the false Jerusalem. Therefore the gold-city of Johannesburg will perish together with her abomination mother, yes her role model.

So, listen to the song of the Big Bastion and hear how the Big Judgment begins to growl dangerously. The colorful but abomination Abbey’s crystal chandeliers begin to vibrate. It jerks and shakes and fatal cracks appear in her tinsel decorated ceiling.

A Nun dressed pitch-black kneels in front of a Madonna and child statue, and Death calls loudly over Europe: Oh look, I am approaching terrifyingly. Johannesburg and her sister city Pretoria, with all their suburbs and surrounding towns are besieged with taxis right around and ominous, rhythmic, the Africa drum is monotonously beating.

An Afrikaans hobo sits in the streets of London and he sings: London Bridge fall down, yes fall down now. Look, all the Goat-riders were liberal, so exceedingly stupid, totally stupid. The hobo sings: So woe to you oh city of London. Your abominations weigh a ton. Look, much of your stolen gold and riches comes from Johannesburg and therefore both of you will perish.

To their judgment, hidden in the midst of the British parliament, stands the reincarnation DNA of Aaron. He raises the law and rod of his brother Moses, so that all pestilences and plagues can come over you oh Europe. So, listen to the song of the big Bastion and hear the dangerous roar of the Big Maned Lion.

The Bastion sings: Glory to Elohim, glory only to Him. Look, He is coming, He is coming. He is coming on the Spirit of the born-again Sion-cloud-column. She eclipses the false abomination light of the eternally cursed Illuminati Freemason sun.

Revelation 2654

A FACT

A reader stated the following: Judith, with what you write you are surely much hated and unpopular?

My answer is: yes, it is a fact that does not concern me in the least, or even better said, it bothers me even less than zero. Because nobody is supposed to like me even just a little bit, it makes my task so much easier. Because I do not have to soothe or please anyone with my words.

Revelation 2655

BLESSED ARE THEY

Blessed is the martyr’s holy blood where it goes over his earth, while his soul is consoled, standing in the arms of God’s angels.  

Blessed is the one that understands the holy (set-apart) path of Elohim and who does not hesitate to oppose the enemy of Truth.

Blessed is the one that can bravely stand his ground. Who can overcome his own fear with all his might.

Blessed is the one standing firm on his blood-heritage-land and who is not ashamed before others over his origin.

Blessed is the one who does not weep over the demise of mixed blood, but rejoices over especially the demise of an abomination-church.

Blessed is the one that stands up for his birthright in his God-given land and who absolutely refuses to leave it.

Oh blessed is the small white remnant that stands firm in faith in the South of Africa, the Shelter in the world-wind, who can understand the Will of their God so well.

Blessed is the Boer that can still devise a plan during the big oppression. The Godly sealing is there to assist them.

Blessed is Sion where she, as a complete body, teach and reprimand Jerusalem, so that they can better understand the New Path, in the new period.

Yes, blessed is every man and woman that can bravely stand their ground, with a fist that will thunderously defeat their enemy.

But woe to the one that will step away from the holy (set-apart) path of Elohim, yes, the one who would flee terrified before the enemy.

Yes, woe to the one that could not stand his ground, while his own fear would stand like a monster before him.

Woe to each one that would leave his blood-inherited-land and that would be ashamed of his noble origin in his pure DNA.

Woe therefore to each coward that will dream of returning to his land of origin, once the blood of brave heroes would be spilled over it in war, to the land’s restoration.

Therefore, cursed is the earth to where each new world citizen would go in his flight to escape. Look, the judgment angels will hit those places into pieces in terrible cataclysms.

Yes, cursed is each coward’s regret and tear. Look, their safe future-dream was just an illusion delusion. Wherever they go, everything around them will change into Judgment’s terrible destruction.

Revelation 2656

THERE IS AN IMAGE STANDING

In the chanting of churches, there where they are calling their Here-Balaam, in vain. There the big test has already been written and all the congregations have failed it. So it now becomes time to pay for sins and mistakes, yes for disrupted Godly institutions and order.

In the big Godly silence that descends, time is now determined firmly. With all world infrastructures now without any further potential, all the big cities now begin to fail their inhabitants.

In martial law, the law now becomes brutally cruel and there is little medical aid left in every world-hospital. The shop shelves are standing stripped and barren, while vagrant gangs wander the alleyways for mischief.

The water fiscal is standing with his hand in his hair; look, the taps are dry, with no clean water stream. The streetlights are out, electricity has also failed man. But the superrich of the earth are still busy entertaining each other with crayfish and caviar.

The masses suffer but the governments still live royally. The bankers and kings flirt with each other on the secretive world-masquerade. Yes, while they know, on the world-chess-board their pawns will soon take each other out cruelly.

They drink, eat and dance with each other, while they jokingly, socially, firmly determine the third world war. But first, a one-world-order flag will fly on a high obelisk pole. Yes, while the Godly silence descends depressingly for a second time

In a big, unprecedented pestilence, billions begin to suffer from one-and-the-same incurable disease. But the masses stay loyal to the mark of the beast, until death. Look, there is an image standing, a mechanical, electronic pope with a computer brain, now so loyal to all religions.

He does seemingly big wonders, but it’s a sham and the entire world worships him so obediently, so loyally. So Judgment comes in the Godly silence and all the cataclysms are extremely phenomenal. The weather is beyond extreme and the infrastructures must pay for all man’s mistakes, to their downfall.

The super-volcanos each tell their own spectacular tale of fire, while darkness descends upon the planet earth. And while earthquakes do their worst, big tsunamis push over beach and coral, far across the interior.

The once green pastures are standing withered, dead and grey, with no ox or sheep left in the kraal anymore. With nowhere a grain harvest or wine harvest to gather anymore, mankind begins to pay for their mistakes in an unprecedented famine. Yes, the big test has been written and man has failed it bitterly.

Revelation 2657

CHINA’S FALL

In the verdict of the Judgment-revenge, yes there in the death of the fire-red dragon. There where Nagash the snake will vomit China out as puke, in her last convulsions. On this day, Elohim’s Sealed Ones know that Elohim’s holy Angels have personally guarded them.

Oh, in a universal, insane taste, namely for the world’s self-damning entertainment, Satan puts himself in check again. Yes, he stands but he also falls without any good reason, at the expense of his own cause. While the downfall and death of his own overpopulated multitude, does not concern him in the least.

Yes, China is now standing there, militant, defiant and resolute, but soon she will be stripped and naked. Look, all her allies are going to fail her. Cain-Cush exposes herself in Africa and denounces herself in this way. Look, she has depended on her dragon for thousands of years, in vain.

Oh China, China, what will happen to you now? Look, it is pestilence and famine that will finish you. Your industries are quiet – everything in you midst is on strike. Your earth begins to crack open everywhere around you, while the sea’s waves are going to entertain themselves across your interior.

Your entire infrastructure begins to desert you while you, oh once-neat land, degenerates into a rubbish dump. Oh, if you would rather have stayed inside the borders of your country map, then heaven would have caused you to benefit from this.

But then you made Africa your own interest indeed, and God’s Sealed Ones will not benefit from this. Therefore, in Judgment-revenge the death of your idol-dragon will come. There where he will puke you out, oh China, in his last convulsions.

Revelation 2658

IN DEAD STONES

In soulless stones gathered, in a story, right according to the action and taste of some, they once again depend on a new lie. In glowing coals that burn, with branches that crackle. Yes, around a barbeque fire, where the imagination dwells in delusions in wine glasses. There, evil spirits begin to croak their lies from stacked stones, just like frogs.

In pain squealing, with hangover gall vomited, there lies an illusion Gilgal altar, cold, empty and naked. In a false religion, that abandons its followers, there a ‘priest’ now calls, everyone must now keep watch. But look, the foolish maidens have already halted, in their sleep.

To the tongue-in-cheek amusement of heaven-beings, false prophets try to crack open the rebirth. So heaven now makes fun of an alias Daniel and an alias Elijah, who are keen to make name.

Yes, while evil spirits furiously croak like frogs from their dead stones, in euphoria a scream resounds and gall is vomited. And look, all the stupid, foolish maidens, in their hangover they have already completely overslept.

Revelation 2659

THE GERM OF ALL GERMS

I hear a microscopic small animal call: Oh look, I have mutated, yes, I have patented myself into a new pestilence. And while he boastfully parades in front of all the other germs, he calls loudly: Oh, soon I will kill and hurt man and animal in unprecedented pain, death and much sorrow.  

From a test tube a vaccine calls: Oh, I have often experimented with your type, and therefore I will easily eliminate you too. The germ calls viciously and loudly: Oh this you can indeed try. Look, in all Biological science there is nothing or nobody that can check or stop me.

Oh, I am here to tar and feather man and animal. Greedy I will feed on their blood. Through this I will turn big governments upside down. First I will besiege the hospital with my germ-troops and the medical corps of the entire world will not be able to check or stop me.

There is no disinfectant that I will honor. I will come to correct the law of medicine. I wage my war in great death-terror. So, woe to each one that would dare to criticize me.

I hear a microscopic intelligence calling: Oh, look how exceedingly clever I have mutated. I have infiltrated from space into the test tube. Man has fantasized long enough over a proper biological weapon. With my arrival, there is nobody that will be able to calm the kings again. But with Sion I will indeed correspond. Yes, with her I will compensate. In front of Jerusalem I will retreat because I also have no defense before the God-sealing.

Look; Pure, seven times Pure Caucasian, in body as well as spirit, this I have to honor at all times and therefore not one sealed one will have to weep over another sealed one because of my arrival.

Revelation 2660

IN THE SHARDS OF THE JAR

Under the black, burnt Garnet shrub the useless shards of the broken oil jar are lying. Yes, there where the vulture is diving down to his feast. Everything in the empty world stomach has already been consumed.   

Clutched in the Judgment Fist, the key appears, offered to the prophet house, yes the key to the big heaven sluice. In the death-rustling in drought murmur, there where the great drought destructively crosses the path of the terrible floodwaters.

So, rip the hideous haughtiness-wig from Raca’s head, so that he can smell the death-decay of Africa perishing in famine. Look, there is no gold or silver left in Europe’s safe and therefore large parts of the East lie crushed in war.

Listen to the oceans roaring wildly around America, while category four storms are going to cross each other’s paths destructively across her surface. Yes, while big tsunamis are going to crush Indonesia and her neighbors into rubbish dumps.

Under the black-burnt Vineyard-shrub the useless shards of the once-so-beautiful but now broken freshwater jar are lying. Yes, there where the Big Eagle is diving down onto His liberal white prey, there the Spirit of Truth is first going to outsmart the big lie in Victory.

Revelation 2661

BLESSED IS THE JUDGMENT

Blessed is the soldier that only depends on God and that follows Good and not evil.  

Blessed is the one that only benefits by Truth while his entire being hates the lie.

Blessed is every Sion-rebel who contemptuously abandons the world system. Look, the Sun of Righteousness illuminates their holy faces.

Blessed is the meek ones in every love-deed, look, they will eternally benefit from the Source of Eternal Life.

Blessed is Hope where she depends on Faith, look, here the archangels personally put the Word into action.

Blessed is every Judgment scale, when they leave the Highest heaven for their task; look, the Upright ones are going to benefit much from the chaos thereof.

Blessed is the Spirit of Confusion when it will be unleashed over Africa. In this, ties of evil blood will hate each other without any reason.

Blessed is the ocean when she leaves her borders wildly. Through this, the poles will shift, as a new starting point for the longitude and latitude.

Blessed is the end-time-story, translated especially for Sion from the Highest heaven, in Pure, Godly Afrikaans.

Revelation 2662

OH, IF YOU HAD RATHER, OH ADAM (MAN)

You sit, oh Adam (man) in ashes and mourning because you were not faithful to God and yourself. In sweat and pain you have tried to build a future while you would trust in vain on the spirit of Jezebel.  

Show Me, oh Adam, show Me your remorse, look, from the mouth of a woman your grave has always been dug for you.

Oh, had you rather continuously held your hand out to your Father El, then your children would never have been folded in the crepe cloths of death.

You are sitting, oh Adam, in ashes and mourning and your faith-lamp is again burning so exceedingly weak in the lie of Satana.

In sweat and pain you have tried to build a future because you liked the woman more than your Heavenly Father.

Oh Adam, as man, you were presented to creation as the likeness of God the Father, but then you tried to replace God’s Heavenly Male Image with the image of a woman.

You are sitting, oh Adam, in ashes and in mourning. Oh, if you had rather been faithful to God, yourself and your wife, then you, oh Adam, would have held out the Perfect, Caring Love as Godly example to everyone.

You were supposed, oh Adam, to hold your wife, just like your own rib bone, firmly against your heart in love, while you were supposed to thank God for her, as company and assistance offered to you.

So sit in ashes and mourning for ever oh Adam, while you trust in the worm of death, yes in your heaven- goddess.

Revelation 2663

LISTEN TO THE COCK CROWING

Oh listen to the cock that crows, while the conscience betrays and denies himself shamelessly in lies. The mill has stopped turning and the chaff lies blown widely in the wind. So, listen to the cock crowing incessantly in the background, yes between blasphemous words sown widely against the Spirit.

Oh who is there in the volk who is competent to want to stand as judge over his neighbor and who is there that understands the Will of God correctly. So, let only the Spirit comes to teach and reprimand before the sickle comes to hit painfully in your midst.

So, listen to the cock that keeps on crowing, while the soul desperately tries to bathe himself clean in innocence. Yes, the lie lies sown wide, and the truth lies sown so sparsely. So listen to the cock crowing repeatedly while the ego of man revolves around his own haughtiness.

Oh who is there in the volk that can still be ashamed before God, while they hit their neighbor with blasphemous words? So, let only the Good Spirit reprimands, so that the sinner, to his own rescue, can understand the True Will of God.

Revelation 2664

THEY CALL ME WITCH

Oh in the blows that life sometimes offers, the godly work is never in vain. Therefore, let only God’s will be done in my life.  

Look, they call me a witch and wish that I would die, but look, God sends His angel to strengthen me.

They call me a whore, but their tongue is silenced because all that I hear is a heavenly song of turtledoves cooing.

Yes, the messenger must die, but my God is so great and He sees me in all my distress.

So, listen to my joyous song, with so much undeserved Mercy offered to me, a little sinner.

So, even if they call me a witch, just a piece of dirt that must die, God still sends His angel to encourage and strengthen me.

Revelation 2665

THE WORD CALLS LOUDLY

I hear a big noise and the Word calls loudly: From North to West, East to South the threshing floor lies fallow and wide. So gather the godless now, oh Angels, for hell as booty. Yes, gather all the good corn and burn the weed. Listen to a dying Mammon, hopefully whistling it’s new pathetic tune, and see England’s foolish economic decision. Smell the sulfur and gunpowder and know there is nobody that is going to escape the big war.

The Word calls loudly: Listen to the big noise of the furious waters and see the flames of fire that loot forests and cities as property for themselves. Listen to the death-march played on trumpet and pan flute and see how mothers are blowing their noses over deceased children. Yes, listen to the falling clods slapping on coffins while the Big Eagle dives down onto His prey.

The Word calls loudly: Wide lies the big world-chessboard checkered in black and white, yes with two big powers that oppose each other aggressively. America’s capital lies filled with mud and sludge and Moscow groans under a sudden sickness in its stomach. Europe is old, her teeth are worn but she stands firm in her decision to bring Asia to a fall.

The Word calls out: The world citizens stand closer, regardless of their language, culture or the color of their skin. As slaves they are now looted for a one-world-order. Look, not one of them will escape the terrible, compulsory world-tax, of blood-labor. There is no euro, no pound, penny or cent and everyone suddenly has to bite into one-and-the-same rotten apple.

The Word calls loudly: In death everyone is equal, but the big fear still does not want to subside. Look, there is no oil left in the jar and also no flour for the already famished stomach. There is no fish in the fisherman’s boat and no livestock in the crush. The children cry, there are no treats, cookies or rusks. The orchard is empty and someone has also looted the last full vegetable basket.

The Word calls loudly: From East to West, North to South, who will now decide over the last lot of the Boer? Look, once again the world will decide over them because they do not make use of My offered hand. But they took offence in My Word. So, to what shall we compare a fool? It is like one dancing a waltz with death, and determined he strays away from Life.

I hear a big noise and the Word calls loudly: Even if My Words sound so stereotyped to the godless, I still keep on playing incessantly on My Truth-flute, yes for Sion, My Heaven-bride. Look, for her I mend the once-broken oil jar. For her I open My glorious heaven-hatch, to unlock her spiritual vision in her rebirth, so that she will behold all of My exquisite heavens with her senses.

Revelation 2666

DEATH TAKES ITS TOLL

Hidden behind the hand of treason, a deadly dagger lurks. There underneath the dark cloud, where the dirty water churns downward, there Satan is always peeking at the holy volk.

So, who will interpret the lie to the Truth? Because the traitor’s dagger is aimed at that one. Secure the Word hits the bullseye, but the Afrikaners stay as blind as a mole.

Look, soon the country will be in disarray and there is madness everywhere. Death takes its toll, while warm blood congeals in the streets.

The rivers become full, with many running up to dry ground.  Everywhere in the streets the stinking excrement is drifting in sewerage, with deadly germs dancing around in it.

Oh where is the cotton and where is the wool? So, save your clothes because also in this industry the heads begin to roll.

There is wild chaos everywhere, but the liberalist keeps on rolling around in the slur of his own mud.

So, save the flour and also the seed, as well as the potato bulb because it is chaos everywhere, and everyone is standing in line for a little bit of diesel or petrol.

Revelation 2667

A HEAVEN-CONTRACT WRITTEN IN BLUE BLOOD

Look, it is autumn and now the colored autumn leaves flutter down everywhere. Everyone is suffering and the end of the period, old and worn out, is another year older. The weather roars heavily and the fat is in the fire. One is saved and another one is preserved, but God is now finished with the multitude forever.

The old bitch (England) is busy losing its hair and her worms and parasites are bothering her. She also has not stored any fat for her difficult, lean years. Look, she does not have enough sheds to store her meagre provisions. At the end nobody will notice her underneath the water surface of the sea anyway.

France is a whore, a seductress, just like the wife of Potiphar. In immorality she now wants to cajole with the young men (rightwing groups). But she is in great danger because her own decisions of the past are busy giving birth to a Trojan mule and enormous misfortune is staring her in the face.

Ireland and Scotland euphorically think they are good traders but for long they have only been tinsel-covered beggars. Look, they have sided with the big Whore with much self-confidence and therefore they will not be saved during the big Judgment at all.

Netherland- and Belgium’s fall is unmatched. The second-biggest saltwater flood in human memory is revealed across this region. Look, you also, oh Den Hagen, in your European meeting you were the direct murderer of your own blood brother, the Boer there in far Southern Africa. Oh, what got into you, to side with the opposition of My chosen ones, in enmity?

You too, oh Germany, you were very confused in your decision making. In your distinctive treason, you will also soon be finished with the alliance with Europe. But look, in your destruction you will also not be saved, but a small part from your midst will indeed be saved.

Therefore I will reveal the following to you, oh Germany. At a specific time, the handful sealed ones in your midst will join ranks with the chosen ones in Southern Africa. From this pure, noble, blueblood, a blueprint contract will be written for the New City Jerusalem, yes, preserved for Eternity.

Revelation 2668

IN THE FORTHCOMING CHAOS

The world-path lies askew and crooked, with the night flowering open in darkness over the nations. In this enormous darkness there is no sun that shines, and there is bitter Absinthe in the world-water-source. In the forthcoming chaos, there is no rhythm in the Africa drum anymore, and the once-strong soldiers die because of cholera and malaria.  

The corrugated iron sheet in the squatter camp changes into outdated carton, while the liberalist, now also inhabitants thereof, perish in it. Oh, the night is dark and gradually the last light of Eskom disappears. So, where is the Jew now with his empty promises and false shalom? Look, he is sitting with the useless corpse of Mammon. So Edom also dies. For long enough he was disguised as the Englishman in the Brit.

In the big noise that now comes worldwide, nobody hears the call of the Africa drum anymore. Look, it is replaced by the rhythm of bomb upon bomb. In Europe the masses begin to growl at their authorities, while big crowds gather in bloodlust in the streets.

The pope stands astounded. The Vatican’s ceiling lies powdered on the earth. So where are the priest and nun hiding?   The drone of passenger planes become silent and mute and passenger trains are standing abandoned next to the station platform.

All this time, democracy was disguised in autocracy. At the voting station, the rosette lies trampled, and cast away on one side lies the once-cheerful pom-pom. Yes, because the world politics is busy dying slowly but surely.

The world-path lies askew and crooked and everywhere the infrastructure is falling, in towns and cities, built of steel, glass and concrete. The kings were stupid. So, where is their guard of honor in the deceased royal squadron? The abominations of the bankers weigh a ton before God and therefore the card house of the economy now collapses completely.

Revelation 2669

BIG EARTHQUAKES – BIG AFTERSHOCKS

With low magnetic field to lean against, the earth begins to groan and roar wildly in big earthquakes. So, against what can she resist her powers? Because in ground-slides and mud-slides, her good agriculture peat perishes.

With her stone no longer fossilized firmly in strong foundations, the crack in the earth’s crust becomes completely obscene.

Yes, the earth has a big problem and in big earthquakes man will soon hear of this indeed.

Revelation 2670

JUDGMENT UPON JUDGMENT

At the foot of the mountain there sits a dwarf and he begins to tease a giant and Russia is becoming annoyed by the West. America is standing closer, proud and inflated, while it stretches its muscles in front of everyone.    

This makes the East completely berserk, while North Korea process this show or force aggressively. Civil war is now noticed in many countries and the table is set for big battles.

Europe begins to lick feet because its civilians are sitting without work and hurriedly everyone is marked with a microchip for vital rations.

An exodus begins in South Africa, with many choosing to rather move to poverty, for safety. For the last time the church talks falsely and try, for her benefit, to draw her already dead congregations back to her. But her lies are exposed to the bone.

Famine is standing unbelievably strong everywhere, while she covers almost all of Africa. The farmlands are standing empty, reaching far into the distance. The livestock are standing with sores in the mouth while it begins to die everywhere across wide areas.

But children are still conceived in unprecedented numbers, while death now works overtime. The entire world becomes mad, completely berserk, while they pull themselves eagerly down into the realm of death.

Revelation 2671

RIDING HORSE OF DEATH

As sweet as honey and as black as soot, the liberalist caused the world citizen’s hair to frizz. So, listen to the riding horse of death where it is standing and snorting in the dense fog and know it is too late to duck germs coughed out in blood.  

Yes, the riding horse of death is standing harnessed before a golden carriage and for the last time the crown of the queen is polished. But her crown is sitting askew and there is blood on her blouse. Her throne is outdated and completely rusted.

Therefore, the city of London, by her own doing, lies completely chaotic and ruined. In a blaze of fire there stands a long funeral procession and right in front a pig is led by its filthy Freemason snout. So, who is the big one that will soon say goodbye?

So, therefore gather the already so meagre harvest because many-a-country will soon lie completely ruined. And therefore everyone grabs at everyone’s food and belongings. The peoples and nations begin to pay for the mistakes of their governments and countless refugees flee to nowhere in an endless procession.

Yes, with famine raging in depression worldwide, everyone is standing with the beggar-hat and the Red Cross loses all speed.

So, listen to the riding horse of death where it is snorting in dense fog and know it is too late to duck the approaching danger. Look, Europe lies drowned under an unprecedented summer flood and she has no God that will protect or preserve her.

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IN SHORTENED TIME

The big oppression is coming and in shortened time it will also soon pass. We have fought for so long, suffered for long enough. Yes, tired of fighting against the world, we, Your Set-apart volk, has been seduced by satan for long enough.  

But look, the Good Path is now prepared for Sion by her Bridegroom. So come, oh Jerusalem, it becomes time to settle down at His feet, so that you can, like peaceful sheep of His flock, graze around in His green pastures.

So, who can bring down the holy volk? Even if they have to endure whatever onslaught. Only before You, our El, will we have remorse over our sins and therefore confess our guilt before You. Yes, before Your Face we stand free before the entire world.

Look, with Mammon nothing but a lost world-reign now sliding over the eternal abyss, into darkness. So You Alone stay the Big heaven kingdom, yes, in full reign. You are the Rider on the White Horse, the Sword of Truth that cuts razor-sharp to both sides.

Therefore we, Your children, will rejoice exuberantly in Your Second Coming. You stay our Potter and we are Your willing clay. So, form us and make us just like You wish to. We stay the shelter in the wind, the small remnant which the world will never get down.

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FOR THE POET, ON THE MELODY

For the poet, on the melody of South Africa. Oh, over what are you complaining and moaning so much, oh Boer? Together with your Freemason brother, you worship the sun-god Ra and you call Mammon your own blood-father. You have picked a whip for your own backside, but you cannot endure your beating. Your rescue was in no, but then you voted yes. So listen to your song, dedicated to your own stupidity and know you will never again get rid of your political problem.

For the poet, on the sad melody of a dying Africa come the words of Sheba asking passionately: What, oh what my child Raca, is bothering you so much? Oh, why could you not tolerate your own shortcomings in humility, so that you would not be complaining over the crumbled gifts (infrastructure) of the West now?

Look, in fairytale-beautiful full-moon nights, you have danced exuberantly around your beautiful night fires, while you would proudly carry your young on your back during your dance. You have conveyed your gratitude to the spirits and in the numbers and fat of your goats and cattle were your delight. But now you are completely downhearted in your Western decay.

For the poet, on the melody of America: What is bothering you so much, oh Yank? Look, between conservative and liberal, one-and-the-same country-flags are flying; and this while brother-blood-spilling is asking for each other’s downfall.

Listen, in the last accord of your churches, the last notes of the once-holy hallelujah also die now. In your future, all your useless peace-accords lie in smoke and ashes. Soon you will, as compatriots, grab each other by the collar to get rid of your mutual problems. Look, in unprecedented cataclysms your fall will come systematically and the Judgment Scale has much delight in this.

For the poet, on the call-for-help of a helpless, newborn baby. I, who is Sion, come and sing my song to the Ears of my Heavenly Father, my Abba, my El, yes my YaH, and while I complain to Him over my lot, His voice comes through the mouth of an old prophet, from a fire-horse-chariot of the faraway past.

He calls: Tell Me, oh Jerusalem, what is bothering you so much. So, come and look Me now right in the heart and in the eyes, oh Sion, and ask all your questions. All the answers of the new period are dedicated to only you. Yes, so that you, as firstlings, as Melchizedek priests, can convey it to all of creation.

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BEYOND THE RIVERS OF CUSH

We sat down beyond the rivers of Cain-Cush. Ensnared in our own abominations, terrified we began to pray to God. We are depressed, our volk is oppressed. We have to settle for the will of others. Once, just like at the rivers of Babel, now beyond the rivers of Cush, we have crouched, our heads hanging. Through treason, denying, betrayal, and ratted on, as volk we are trampled and crushed to death.         

Against the fork of a dry thorn tree, with nails we wanted to affix a new order. Yes, to try to compromise according to the will of God in this way. But through treason we once again stepped into a new trap and our tree of hope is knocked down through our own inside organizations. Therefore, through the spirit of division, our path now has to fork. Two thirds, liberal, will push left, following the system, while a small remnant will march in big God-faith.

So, come Jerusalem and sing your Sion-song and let nobody ever prohibit you. Yes, to pay homage to your God, to bring Him praise and honor. Oh come now, oh pure Israelite and stand fast against Edom and the Cushite. Take what Elohim is offering you so graciously and know that your New Kingdom is measured out by an archangel with a Godly measure-cane.

Beyond the rivers of Cush a small remnant will come and sit in gratitude this time. They are no longer ensnared in the church-lie-binding, in Balaam-doctrine-bastardization. So there is nothing or nobody left that can scare or terrify us. Yes, we were depressed, we were oppressed. But we will never ever again compromise and bow down to the will of others. We were denied, betrayed, and ratted on, but the Sword of Truth has pricked securely and deadly. Everything impure is now snatched out of the New Jerusalem. Look, Sion is now snatched up to the highest heaven, while every traitor has to swallow his own poison, to his eternal demise.

So, come Jerusalem, you are forthwith summoned to come and enjoy the beautiful Spiritual splendor from the Highest heaven. Look, there is no human or system that can ever again order you around, or can ever again prohibit you from anything. So, come oh Jerusalem and sing your new Sion-song in full freedom now. Yes, while you pay all your homage and bring all your praise and love to your Elohim.

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MAMMON’S FAILED ERECTION

In a big world-misconception, yes in the incomprehension between recession and depression, globally a dangerous industrial aggression originates. Look, in his pathetic potency, old Mammon never again reaches a powerful economic erection.

Europe calls loudly: There is no excuse for the disfigured Jewish cloning. Therefore capture his excretion and lock him up in his own, self-created tower. In this way, prevent any form of further coronations. Through this, also break any ruler-horn and crush the lie-fascination.

In the forthcoming big economic demise, the White House can also not understand its fall. Yes, they cannot understand why the power of the big obelisk could perish so easily and quickly. Therefore a big discord will arise around the round trade-table of the world. Look, then the one-world-order world-citizen-brothers will begin to teach and reprimand one another over everything.

The oldest at the table will try to defeat the youngest as his opponent. Yes, while the old whore Babylon will begin to be exceedingly ashamed over her big poverty. In an unexpected solar eclipse, a lot of dust originates around the already meagre light and atmosphere of the moon.

In a new form of idolatry, a superstitious mankind calls respectfully: Luna-Luna is the name of the goddess. Therefore let us try to stand closer in its outshining, for our salvation. Therefore an enormous earthquake will go across the earth. Therefore, woe to the deplorable existence of all of mankind. Yes, because the last wheat and the last bit of grain have perished before the impotency, the lack of fertility, of Mammon.

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I SEE AND I HEAR

I see a gigantic fist from heaven thunderously hitting earth in a built-up area. The fist crushes everything into dust. Then the hand scrapes together a handful of the powdered substance and a handful of gravel is lifted high into the sky. Two thirds of this dust flows slowly down below like a small brown stream from the bottom of the fist, while a strong wind blows it away in all directions.  

Then the fist throws the rest of the dust into a gigantic drinking glass, filled with water, and it stirs the contents thereof slowly with its forefinger. I hear a Voice asking: For whom shall we pour to drink some of this? Then the same Voice answers the question: Give the first sip of fury to Africa and then directly after this, to the whole world.

Then I hear myself exclaim loudly: Oh Father, please have mercy on Your children, the sealed ones. Then I heard clearly: Look, I make the chosen ones young and healthy again. Therefore, from now one, constantly stay serious and focused. Therefore do the work that God has assigned to you. Do your task and enjoy the spiritual labor thereof.

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REJOICE, OH SION

Somewhere something is not right. There is something locked in a concealed safe. So, remove the lock of the false ark, now the false abomination-cross. Look, the current pope will also relocate in the nearby future and then the entire Vatican will be deloused. Together with this, the entire papacy is crushed into nothing.  

Even if every world-fool try in any way to prove themselves, they will never ever become spiritually wise. Woe therefore to every world-idiot that will bow down before the English royal house so submissively. Over their downfall, a big rejoicing resounds in the heavens. In the internal circle of door 101, deadly poison now bubbles up there in their champagne glasses. Look, all of them will be completely crushed by their own evil plans.

So, listen oh Jerusalem, to your Elohim softly breezing around your ears and know that your Savior is already at home in the inner room of your own heart. Therefore it now becomes time for you, oh Jerusalem, to begin to rejoice exuberantly. Look, together with the angels of light, you will soon pull together in one harness, yes, during the big oppression.

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THE DEVIL IS WILD AND LOOSE

I hear a child weeping and calling: Oh, chaos upon chaos, who will come to save us? Oh look, Caucasian has been castrated, now only an infertile, serving slave-ox. With nowhere a bit of wine anymore, on the vine there are no grapes anymore.

Raca begets his offspring in bulk now and nobody knows anymore, what is a thoroughbred sheep, and what is a cunning fox. There is no watchman on the lookout post and therefore the big ones and the kings will also silently begin to abscond.

Gangs are walking wild and loose everywhere and they murder for provisions, medicine and a little bit of food. In towns and cities the devil is loose and the infrastructure is one big mess. One child kills another with a brick and this only for a moldy, dry crust of bread.

Of his own kind, a cannibal makes flavorsome sausage for lunch and horrified by this a catholic makes the sign of the cross on his chest, in vain. A dying person calls heartbreaking: Oh I am so thirsty, but his neighbor answers: I cannot waste my last bit of water on you.

The false prince of peace, that supposedly would come to save everyone, now becomes extremely rude and gruff. A good angel calls: Oh just look at the big mess and therefore a thousand kilometer long crack appears in the earth’s crust.

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LOCUST PLAGUE

With a great shadowing with wings a gigantic trek-locust went across Africa. In its flight past the sun, light waned in darkness and time stood still for a moment. On the fields there was no grain because everything perished in the jaws of the big locust.  

So the first big plague came to stand in the midst of man, yes to reprimand man over the reality of the end of the period. But still man’s inability to understand the will of God remained.

Then I saw a big angel watchman standing on a high mountain. With an enormous whip he hit a prominent city maliciously. Then all its infrastructures completely perished. The inhabitants of that place called: Oh God, we have made a gigantic, liberal mistake and now we and our children are completely finished.

Then a voice called: Even if you speak German, Dutch or Flemish, it is soon completely over for most Caucasians. So listen to the Word and take notice: Look, in the new city Jerusalem, all the sealed ones only speak pure Afrikaans.

Misuse therefore, oh selected, sealed European, the hated Trojan in your midst. Get on or into the infrastructure of his wooden horse and among them, flee to Southern Africa. Yes, there where the only Salvation will stand firm among the forerunners. I hear the Voice saying: All the sealed ones, wherever they may find themselves in the world, will indeed understand this concealed message at the right time.

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A STRANGE HUMMING

In sound and light waves a strange frequency humming degenerates. Yes, with a strange stone that plunges into the sea. The plants appear scorched, wilted and the trees in the forest appear burnt and bedraggled. Through strange circumstances the birds and poultry lose their feathers and their chickens also have no fluff.  

While science wonder about this, scratch their heads and frown, the people’s hearts begin to beat wildly in fear and unrest. Look, bread becomes scarce and nowhere is there any cake or scones, yes with all the honey bees that stop to hum without reason.

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HAUGHTINESS

Oh, when will the haughtiness and the proudness perish and when will the Boer begin to be humbly ashamed before his God? The holy place already lies knocked down, trampled, rejected, forgotten, perished. Yes, to never rise again as an Afrikaner volk in her own form. Oh, in so many mistakes already made by her Judas authorities, to her deepest core she stands deeply ashamed, humiliated before all nations.  

Through her bastardization, the Spirit of God has left her. Look, in her ten-thousand times ten-thousand long eon-binding, she will also never be able to understand her own fall. Yes, even during that unimaginable long period, her haughtiness will never perish in her terrible judgment.

Oh, when will the haughtiness and the proudness in the Boer’s heart perish? Why can the chosen volk not allow themselves to be reprimanded by their God? Why can they not and will they not understand the Will and Way of their El? Yes, there where they pursue the matter of the world in eternal perdition.

Look, for Mammon they will stand steadfastly and this to stand behind the transient security of medical aid and pension. And this while man knows very well that he can die at any moment. He also knows that his soul will stand naked before God. But he shrugs his shoulders and says: It does not concern me in the least.

If man could only see, that everyone who has preceded him in death is desperately kicking and hitting around them in eternal despair. Oh, if the lost man could only listen in advance to the weeping and gnashing of teeth in the hell-existence. And that nothing of their matter, earthly treasures or security, carries on to exist to their advantage, in hell.

So, of what use is it to still try to warn or reprimand, while the haughtiness and proudness stand unreachably high. Therefore the Sickle will begin to hit without sympathy among the already trampled sanctuary.

I see an angel and over his cheek there runs a bitter, sad tear. Around him there lies a bloody battlefield and the scene is indescribably gruesome. He cries and weeps while he just keeps on hitting, under Godly Command.

I hear him calling: Oh, let the sealed ones see this and let them therefore also understand very well. Yes, that everything is only about the Perfect Will of God. So that the last concealed proudness and haughtiness in their being can also perish in The Perfect Humility.

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ABOMINATION CITIES AND INFRASTRUCTURE

In the miserable shades between grey and blue, it is still only the satanic liberalism that stays between the day and night of a grey twilight, yes in an in-between state. Between warm and cold, everything stays recklessly lukewarm and this is why Elohim narrows His eyes in Judgment over the world.  

With too little oil in the lamp, the worldling’s little light soon burns weak and faith cannot survive in the darkness thereof. Oh, what is there still on this godless earth to behold in shock? Except only abomination cities upon abomination cities, like Nimrod and Solomon together could not build.

What does the world offer, in which man can still trust? Look, the infrastructures thereof will not hold much longer. Look, you oh man, have built hospitals for yourself and through this you have just dug a certain grave for yourself.

For yourself you have built legal systems, police stations and prisons oh man, so that the world order will only keep you locked in it. For yourself you have built roads and bridges oh man, so that your enemy would, by blocking it, keep you away from your freedom and safety.

You have built markets and shops for yourself, and though this, through the love for matter, your love for Elohim has faded. You have built schools and universities for yourself, and through this, the true Wisdom of the Spirit has faded in your children.

You have, oh man, build big theatres and sports stadiums for yourself, so that your volk would queue there in the worst idol worship. You have also built beauty salons for yourself and now, oh man, you have married the abomination Jezebel spirit.

You have built churches for yourself oh man, and the fallen angel of light has offered the lie from his darkness, to the world. You have built brothels, restaurants, bars and dancing clubs for yourself, and through this you have held satan lovingly and tightly against your heart.

In this way you have, oh man, built a modern Sodom and Gomorrah for yourself and between your day and your night, your twilight world is now a miserable grey. Therefore the end of this period is now approaching quickly and you will observe the destruction of your handcraft, while you will scream towards the heavens in vain.

Look oh man, it becomes time and your little lamp is burning exceedingly weak. Therefore you will bitterly regret your day of Judgment, while the pitch black night of the realm of death will enfold your soul in the grey blanket of eternal perdition.

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THE ARCHANGELS COME HUMBLE AND SMALL

Satan thought, in intelligence he is particularly shrewd and smart. Therefore he, like a heatwave, in illusion, has found his way to earth as a flamboyant angel. His appearance was confusing because all the neon lights of all the evil cities shone as background around him. Hordes of false prophets resounded from his midst and out of the last holy ones, there were still a few tied in the lie thereof.

But simultaneously, four archangels, as four partly pitiable humans, have also found their way to the surface of the earth. Look, the first was an impoverished girl and she was ostensibly completely blind. Her song resounded piteously and the words thereof were carried across the entire world on the wings of the Good Wind.

The words of her song sounded like this: Oh let the night now come to devour the day completely and make everyone that sins against the Spirit now completely blind. So blind, that no worldling will be able to find his way through the darkness, back to the light. Yes, so that Gabriel can now tie Lucifer for his thousand year imprisonment.

The second was a poor son, completely paralyzed in his lower body. He called: Oh, there is Elohim’s big end-time-plan, nobody will be able to shy away from His Judgment. Look, in Satan’s false plan, all his followers become completely spiritually cerebrally paralyzed. So, cursed is every false doctrine under the Big Holy Ban. Yes, in hell’s fiery red pan, all the unholy, rotten human ham is now incinerated. Look, all the concealed, fat lice are combed from Sion and Jerusalem’s hair as useless fog clouds. Yes, especially there in South Africa, where satan works so underhandedly among the holy ones with his cunning plan.

A third being was a bedraggled, poor old woman and look, nobody from the big lie liked her. She held up a poster and on it was written: Oh, what a mess man has made, through the lies of Satan. Look, therefore the big unprecedented poverty is coming and it is coming quickly.

So, on what will mankind chew during the big famine? Yes, because the Mercy, in the widow’s jar, is strictly kept away from them. So, to what will they hold, for Hope? With an enormous mass grave, already dug for them. Therefore woe to the day of the big remorse because the horrible lie was presented as the truth, to God’s children.

The fourth being was a very old, crooked-back man and he called: Away with everything from Ham and also everyone that is false from Dan. Therefore, cursed is every half-breed tribe and so also every liberal world-evil-plan. So it now makes every world-human worn-out and tired, while the worst depression is damming up in their pitiful spirit. Look, there on the world horizon God’s battering ram is coming and all the evil chaff is winnowed from the last bit of good wheat under his razor sharp hooves.

Yes, satan thought that in intelligence he shone far above all the heaven-beings. Therefore he, like a heatwave, in illusion, as a flamboyant angel of light, has found his way to mankind. His appearance was confusing, because all the neon lights of all the evil cities shone brightly around him. Look, all the spiritually stupid ones could not smell that this being was stinking worse than the worst hell around them. Therefore they eagerly listened to all the lies from the false prophet voices that would resound from satan’s midst, to their eternal fall.

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JUDGMENT UNDER THE NORTH POLE WIND AND THE SOUTH POLE WIND

Stretched out and sad a foghorn resounded. And in disrupted weather patterns the North Pole wind and the South Pole wind found each other in a very first meeting, in an embrace, on the equator.

Convection streams then knotted them around each other, and tied them in a cha-cha, yes in a spiral. Big dust-devils frolicked wildly across deserts and continents in big dust storms. Look, big fields of grain, towns and cities were devoured by this.

In a strange full moon, an unprecedented high tide quietly drowned unsuspecting neighborhoods. Dead fish and livestock lay stinking together in one kraal and science suspected a weakened magnetic field.

Yes, a foghorn resounded ominously and the moon shone strangely. Look, during this uncertain time, a very evil government was in power. The kings and bankers drank human blood together, from one cup.

Every day at midnight they had a sacrifice and each time it was a snow-white child. In his blood they prescribed their abomination laws, yes they used it as ink. So hell begins to beckon the Illuminati closer and large parts of Europe begin to sink away under the sea, in gigantic sinkholes, like Sodom and Gomorrah.

So, let the sound of the foghorn resound soon, so that the Righteous Judgment can tie Himself into the destructive winds. Look, in the falling scales, Elohim is so kind to Sion. Through this, the foundation of the New Jerusalem is firmly tied onto firm rock.

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THE MUSTARD SEED ALREADY SOWN

In a word-game that begins with guess-guess, under the onslaught of the ax, the big Christian-cedar lay mutilated, betrayed and all that is left, is just a very tiny, dwarfed bonsai.  

But a tiny mustard seed has already been sown and the gigantic abomination-mountain is already being blown into the sea, pebble by pebble and sand grain by sand grain. So, let the cock now keep on crowing while all the churches are frying in their own fat.

Look, the very last page has already been turned and the fields have been sown with thorns and thistles. But down under in Africa, in a peaceful bay, a friendly dolphin begins to circle restlessly, uneasily. Look, this noble fish suddenly and unexpectedly tears apart a bloodthirsty man-eating shark.

On the beach a beautiful little girl plays while the wind joyfully blows through Sion’s hair. Worldwide all the rifles are now loaded and ready and winds of war begin to blow wildly. The West now wants to reap Africa’s hidden riches as its own. But the East bellows: You are now mingling in my affairs!

With nowhere a prince of peace trying to halt or console, there is no path that will turn back to peace. In the word-game, the letters of the words are now lying wildly blown around.

Under the fall of the ax, all the world-religion-cedars are now lying knocked down, betrayed by themselves. While destructive flames are blazing through their dry branches. Someone calls: Oh look, the tiny bonsai is now also lying in just a tiny heap of ash.

While a messenger calls: Let the wind now also blow away the memory thereof completely because the tiny mustard seed has already been sown successfully. Yes, so that the Perfect Wind, in True Spiritual Faith, can blow through the branches of the enormous Melchizedek tree.

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ABOMINATION TEACHERS

Teacher, oh human teacher, what are you going to teach me once again? Are you once again coming to teach me to honor the law or Moses with my entire existence? While you allay everything that the Spirit of Elohim teaches me, as Satan’s prompting? Or are you going to teach me to fantasize over a false god-kingdom, through human rituals? Yes, are you going to correct me on every one of my words addressed to you? This while you are not able to mourn over just one of your own, many faults.  

Oh teacher-teacher, you view yourself as an extremely important advisor to God and therefore everyone must honor you with respect. You think you are the father of wisdom, while you want to force your catechism on everyone. You have also fantasized yourself to be number one in a self-created heaven. Yes, there where you, from early until late, entertain your followers with an exalted, dominating tone of voice, from your self-created podium.

Oh, you teach them to honor the neighbor’s wife, while you, with an overripe lecherous spirit, desire almost every female body with an unbecoming lust. Yes, you teach them it is a terrible sin to fornicate. While your own soul conks out in front of your computer under the most terrible pornography. You tell everyone the word holy means set-apart, while you covertly let your own colored child study at great costs.

Oh teacher-teacher, what are you going to teach me once again? Look, you come to criticize the church over all her faults, yes to teach everyone to rebel against her, so that they can retreat from her midst with disgust. Then you begin, as the new preacher teacher in your new, self-created church, to once again teach your followers a bunch of compulsory laws and rituals. So you begin, from your hell-haughtiness-sphere, to bring the true messengers of God under suspicion, smearing them black.

Teacher oh teacher, what are you going to teach me again? Do you come to once again honor the good old Sabbath as the only holy day? And this while man so desperately longs to communicate with Elohim every second of the day. In your forced doctrine, you are only busy to terrorize man in his God-given free will. Yes, you want so very much to teach man about all the holy sacraments. But you do not even know the extremely important message about the self-destructive misuse of the Sabbath in the book of the Maccabee.

Oh human teacher, from the abundance of your own foolishness you want to teach the small, holy remnant, in your horrible haughtiness. Yes, while you never learned, like it is befitting a good prospector, to select the extremely precious, Scarce, Godly Word-pieces-of-gold, from the tons of useless mud.

Teacher oh teacher, with your mouth you proclaim the doctrine of the good Samaritan, while you, as the mal-administrator of the charity-tithes of others, parade around as the big benefactor. Oh abomination teacher, you come as a false light, as a false shepherd, to teach a false doctrine to God’s last sheep. But you just stay a ravenous wolf that wants to come and tear apart the last few noble sheep, in the holy kraal.

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MURDER PLOT AND WORLD UNREST

Who is standing there in a barred cage and who still bears a grudge? On whom falls the bad fate? Yes, in a strange murder plot, left and right, to and fro they are lying.

Is it measles or is it a new, strange smallpox, because in an unexpected quarantine, ships soon lie docked. Havoc upon havoc, the world is standing shocked with bombs blooming in smoke columns everywhere.

In the Middle East a strange truck rides around an important block a few times and the earth shudders under an enormous shock. The masses call for revenge on the gallows but the fate falls on war.

Look, a strange spot appears on the sun and the sunbeams are blocked out. Because of this the trees on earth do not want to bud and fertility perishes everywhere.

For the last time the woman wears the trousers and the man wears the dress, and therefore Teresa May’s plans do not want to work out. Unexpectedly the ships are docked with so many products rotting in crates.

The world is shocked by a strange find, hidden for so long in a barren cave. The old queen becomes crazy, she is completely silly because her family tree is completely rotten to its taproot.

In a christening robe stitched with pitch black thread, Buckingham palace changes into a squatter shack and in the city of London, mold and mites as well as the rat now reign in plague.

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KEEP VIGIL, OH SION

The good battle is now fought and it is time for Jerusalem to profess her El’s Name. So, keep vigil, oh Sion. Look, the world wants to seduce you now at all cost. Yes, while they are going to come with beautiful words to seduce you.

Out of everyone, Babylon wants to prepare you first for the mark of the beast. Yes, she wants to pave her matrix-path through your fall. So, do not be seduced, but for God’s sake, rather be tortured and chastised, while you keep standing for Truth, proud but humble.

Yes, so that all of heaven can rejoice in your victory. Look, a mongrel child is now circumcised as a Jew. And this while the false prophet is exceedingly rejoicing over this. Look, he is standing concealed in an Abby alcove, dressed in a purple robe of pure silk.

In this way, on the wild fig branch there now hangs a rotten fig and the Great Gardener calls: Look, the time will soon pass. Therefore this wild fig tree is cut down to its deepest Edom root. And the inter-breeder will never ever be able to rejoice in Elohim’s assembly.

Look, the triple-six-beast’s feet are formed of a weak mixture of iron and clay and therefore his kingdom will soon perish. So keep vigil, oh Sion, and do not allow the West’s flattery to seduce you, as a martyr.

Yes, so that you, Jacob, not again, as a world citizen, again under the leadership of a Freemason like a Jan Smuts, have to fight for Edom-England’s lost cause. Look, Elohim Himself sends His archangels to fight the New Jerusalem’s battle together with you.

As a pure sacrifice, you oh Sion, is initiated as a firstling, yes as a Melchizedek priest. Yes, so that the Heaven-bridegroom can rejoice exceedingly in His bride!

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BURN, OH BURN ABOMINATION LAND

Nowhere is there any reason or just a bit of common sense. So, burn, oh burn abomination land, pawned so easily for Boer-soul and blood, in a cheap yes-vote. In the big lie, so blatant, the entire country’s future is now stranded. And all that is left is only the stench of death, for which the vultures thank God so warmly, for the big feast.

Once upon a time Satan came so gallant and he took a liberal, Boer-debutant by the hand and look, bastardization is the wedding ring. The wedding cake is decorated under pitch-black fondant and the sparkling wine is Caucasian blood as a drink. Not the wedding march, but indeed the death march is playing loudly in rock and roll sound.

For three and a half times, the sermon is taking, in shortened time, much too long and for everything sacrificed, it is just stench for thanks. So burn, oh burn, oh abomination land. Look, you were not resistant against God’s big Judgment. Your infrastructure is sick and you economy perish in a dead Rand.

In an unprecedented famine you will have to slim without choice, while an unprecedented pestilence will creep over you. Your towns and cities, as well as farms, is burning from the left side to the right side and Raca storms in a circle-flank.

Look oh Boer, you are caught offside, with your skin now completely too white. Once you were a volk, but now just an illusion, rainbow-nobody. For this you can only thank yourself. So burn, oh burn, oh abomination land, with so many war-fires burning in your midst.

With no reason or just a bit of common sense, the last bit of sand now runs from your hourglass. In despair, the last bit of your faith is now also stranded. All that is left, is just the stench of death. Yes, with all the vultures thanking God for the big feast.

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LIKE LIGHTNING

Oh who would really know or understand Africa’s great fall, in her demise? Yes, while the East and the West quickly stand closer like hungry vultures, like wild hyenas, to smash their fangs into the remains thereof.

Oh, who would know or understand Raca and his hapless dance, yes, in the glow of the next Red moon? And of the mysterious call of the spirits, that only he can understand? Therefore he strikes unexpectedly, without any warning or reprimand.

Oh who would really know or understand the political injustice committed to all the masses? Yes, who will understand the economic treason in the crowing of the world-cock? Therefore Iran will also strike unexpectedly in aggression.

Oh who would know or understand all the deadly plans devised by Israel and America? While large parts of Europe agree with this in silence? Therefore the Middle East calls Russia as their savior, by the name of its ruler.

Oh who would really know or understand the Great Lighting Bolt that will strike from the West to the East? Yes, who could know of the thief in the night that will strike unexpectedly? Yes, there where it will stand at the door of so many countries, in civil war.

Oh who would really know or understand the big global shortage in electricity, which will be broken down? Who would know of the global, dry water tap and of big infrastructures totally perishing in disuse? Yes, with so many consumers in despair, their cheeks wet with tears.

Oh who would know or understand of so much world riches that will perish in an enormous world depression? Who could understand, of old royal houses that will no longer exist due to this crisis? Look, before all the global miseries, the big ones and the rich ones of this earth will flee to their shelters in well-prepared caves, yes, to the mountains.

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IN CHAOS, FOOD IS EATEN IN SECRET

Oh just look at the Jack of Spades (Grim Reaper), look how gallantly he lifts his hat again. Yes, to the queen of diamonds, clothed in a dress dipped in blood. Look, over this, the bankers lose their last bit of courage. With gigantic amounts the nations begin to fine each other with tax and much blood flows over all the oceans’ trade routes.  

Oh listen to the Famine, commanding it calls, yes, for governments that order: Give us now the last bit of your possessions. For the sake of the war-belly, yes the soldier-troop, the man in the street is soon robbed of food.

Oh, see the bombs bursting, the glow of war, with towns and cities now as black as soot. Globally the big water flood also reigns, yes in strange storms that will rage worldwide.

Oh look, a volcano now enlarges an enormous belly for itself and it belches lava in a full flood of fire. In a big earthquake, an enormous ditch forms underground. While a terrifying tsunami rages across a large coastal region. Yes, with large regions that will disappear, without further ado, in more and more hurricanes.

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CHRISTIANITY IS RENAMED

With modern times now coming to an end, the lie is now naked and exposed. The church is standing stripped of all its glamor. Christianity is completely paralyzed, stripped of all hope. With no spiritual faith that belongs to her anymore. So, under what name will the pope rename the one-world-Christianity, because almost all of mankind has been sold to Satan.  

With the end of the period now culminated, the liberal philanthropist has sold out his own specie, to obliteration. Therefore just look at the satanic horoscope of the one-world-order, and in the lens of the telescope, see the appearance of grimacing death now in the zodiac.

The path to hell is wide and open, yes, with Hades as the soul-garbage-dump. In the signs of the times, the messenger begins to run wildly, to and fro. The scales fall and it is distress upon distress.

Satan’s ark lies exposed in the Vatican. With all the congregations sold out for make-believe gold and silver, in six-hundred-and-sixty-six bitcoin silver pieces. In this way, everything on the planet, in credit and debit, now belongs to the evil Jew.

Look, the last phase of the end-time is now coming to an end. The lady of darkness, yes, Babylon, opens her whore-lap for the last time and the abomination baby-beast is revealed. Oh, the distress becomes big and the mass grave is standing wide open.

The war-fleet of many-a-county sails across the seven Seas and the last false peace accord is tied in human blood. The new world flag is a microchip with each country flag tied therein, with almost every human soul now sold out to the matrix.

In a very strange Alien horoscope, the entire cosmos, yes like in an old bioscope, is now looking at the very strange end-time-course of this earth, as kaleidoscope. So listen to the cherubs calling now: Oh our El is infinitely big and in the plural of the Elohim, there where Sion as bride, in rebirth, belongs to Him.

So let the modern times now quickly come to an end. With the church now stripped of all her glamor, the big lie is naked and exposed. In this way, the false angel of light, yes Lucifer, is once again stripped of all his false light.

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TWELVE

In the twelfth year God’s Word comes, through the Light, to the hairy torch, in the candlestick. So, listen to God’s Speech: I have always loved Jacob, but I hated Esau. Therefore I will make Edom’s inheritance a matter-hell. So, woe to the day of the Leviathan, yes the world-day of the Matrix-dragon. Look, My Silver Arrow (the Word) hits accurately and everything of the world perish under Elohim’s Revenge.

In the twelfth year, the pure, godly child is given birth to and Sion is preserved for eternity as a blessing. During this time the world suffers infinitely. With flour and oil extremely scarce, the wine is also finished. But look, Elijah is already standing there and the Spirit has gathered enough at the widow. Spread widely, across the entire earth, Jerusalem, as individuals, are standing there, already sealed and ready. One from a city, they are indeed seen worldwide, by the Spirit. And life-giving, the Godly blood is pumping so healthily in the Bride’s main artery.

In the twelfth year, with the Word of God that refuses to subside, refuses to be silent. So the harvest now lies wide and fallow and the chaff is quickly sorted into the fire-oven. Look, the signs in the sky explode, causing a big stir and the falling scales complete their God-given, imposed task. The big ones and the kings now put each other seriously in check. Globally it is world revenge upon revenge and each one just fights for his own cause. The light in Sion’s lamp changes into a sun and the Voice of God calls to His sealed ones: Oh, be ready now My children, yes while you stay on guard, wide awake. He calls: Now pay your El, oh Sion, with all your Love, for your eternity-passage, yes, while you only depend on His Great Mercy.

In the twelve months of the twelfth year, yes, Jacob is now standing there, in twelve tribes, as one body in the new city of Jerusalem. Look, YaHWeshua Himself is standing in her midst as the Main Pillar. The twelve Apostles are also standing there, because it is the day of the great Godly assembly, yes of the great, Set-apart Counsel. Lonely and outside in the darkness, the impure dog howls. In the outer darkness the whore cries, and the thief and the murderer weep. In the eternal darkness the politician perishes under his own evil treason. Look, pope, bishop and priest are infinitely mad at themselves in the eternal, dark night. Because, never ever will the dirty hybrid seed germinate in the Pure Assembly.

Yes indeed, look, it is already the twelfth year and the Word comes through the Light of the old, sent candles. It is written on the ruin-wall of a dilapidated old cathedral. In golden letters it is written: Look, I will always and eternally preserve Jacob in My big Father Love. But in blood it is also written: I hate Esau, and will hate Esau eternally. Therefore I send My scales, so that My Set-Apart angels, on the back of My Judgment Horses, can finish Edom.

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SION’S SONG

Oh Abba Father I write this letter to You and I tell You, I love You infinitely much. Oh, even if the world would treat Your sealed ones so hardheartedly, and however much the discomfort we suffer, yes while matter torments us to our deepest being.

My message letter to You comes from the deepest being of my soul, yes from her eon-old information archive and it goes like this: My heart calls to You, my El, my Elohim and I tell You in this letter. I love You infinitely much, for always and eternally.

So come, come our Elohim, yes come so unexpectedly like our so long promised, so long awaited, Heavenly, Love-thief-of-hearts.

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PERFECTLY SURROUNDED BY YOUR FORGIVENESS

With my heart, soul and spirit so firmly interwoven with You, my soul wants to venture here in perfect freedom. Yes, to where the Big Mountain Eagle soars on the highest air currents, around the mountain fortress Sion.

With Your pure-pure Light interwoven with my soul, I know, as a consciousness, that I truly live in You. Even if my transgressions would weigh before You as much as the inconceivable mass of a big black hole.

You will wipe away all the dark matter from my life-path, like fog in front of the sun. Yes, You have forgotten all my debt and sin, in Your own Shed Blood. Therefore I stand before You, with all satan’s promptings forgiven now.

Without You, everything is dead and empty. Just a non-existence, with no reason or mind to experience something, or analyze something. But You are there, and therefore my soul now calls to You, through the voice of the spirit.

I am and I will stay eternally weaved and attached to You, my El. In the full knowledge of this, the rebirth now becomes complete. Therefore we can, just like the Big Black Eagle, soar in complete freedom together with You, around Sion’s mountain fortress.

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FIRE FLAMES ON THE HORIZON

Early morning, just before the sun rises, at the break of day, the Maned Lion wakes his tribe with a deep growl. At that moment, the snow-white evening primrose withers, yes in the first rays of a rising, red sun.

Even before the first rays of the sunrise, hordes begin to gather as soldiers. Look, children form the first lines of this spontaneous battalion. While fire flames, in petrol bombs, begin to flower everywhere.

In the daybreak with the sun rising red, Raca is standing there on the horizon, in silhouette, fat, round and heathy. Therefore listen watchfully to the bark of the Boerboel dog and also do not ignore the warning growl of the little lapdog.

On this day, death is disguised in the form of the domestic worker and multitudes die of machete wounds. Yes, in puddles of blood flowering open like exotic flowers, in once quiet neighborhoods.

There the angels call, is this now holy, or cursed ground? A Voice answers, yes, from the last unconquerable fortress, of the Big Bastion: Cursed is this earth, because of the existence of the mongrel-dog. But healthy is the same ground, for the sake of My bride Sion.

Look, there on the horizon the first rays of the new Sun are already appearing. Therefore, let Judah awaken in the deep growl of the big Maned Lion. Look, a very old man is sitting in front of an opened scroll and he carefully makes a Godly sum.

He asks the Boer nation: How many gallons of fuel were gathered and how much flour is there in the small hollowed bowl? He says: Oh look, liberal Afrikaner volk, your abominations are stacked to the heaven-ceiling and the Red Sun will soon rise over you.

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FAITH REIGNS OVER CATASTROPHE

Oh catastrophe upon catastrophe, the eye is blind and the ear is deaf. Look the Holy Fire has been extinguished because the word Faith reigns nowhere anymore. Robbed of our land, robbed of our identity, we now have to slave, to the advantage of our enemy.

Oh catastrophe upon catastrophe, the Boer has indeed engaged themselves to the liberal Balaam doctrine. So now there is an unbridgeable ravine between God and them. His once-so-beloved volk, is completely deaf to His Word. But they like to listen to the empty Mason-word of their false volk-philosopher.

So, open your ears and listen, oh Sion, while you concentrate on pure Faith. Yes, so that you can honor and praise Him in perfect love. Look, Hope is here, to baptize Sion is God-faith. He came and we have been redeemed by His Blood already more than 2000 years ago.

Catastrophe oh catastrophe, if we just had faith like a little mustard seed, then we would engage ourselves in faithfulness to our Elohim. Yes, while Sion would walk on water across the breadth of the ocean. But the world has robbed the Boer of his mind and therefore our heritage has been sold out to our enemy.

Catastrophe o catastrophe, oh grant us, oh Elohim, the strong Faith again, so that we shall, through that faith, cleft our enemy open to the bone. Yes, we have lost ourselves. So, grant us again Your God-faith.

So that we can see and also hear, to be able to pierce the abominations in pure faith. So, sing oh Sion, sing your song now in a choir and convey your love to your El now. Yes, so that your love can enchant Him. Come and stand before Him in big faith, with your loyalty promised only to Him.

Catastrophe oh catastrophe, so you are now raffled to the world, as Judgment. So, where is your false prophet, your false philosopher and where is your liberal philanthropist now? Oh abomination world, in wild winds, storm waters and fire you are now baptized to your demise. Look, Sion’s El is Infinitely Big and He hears her voice, through her sincere, true, big faith.

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BEFITTING A WHORE

Just like it befits a pretty whore, the West will never be ashamed of her abominations. Therefore it becomes time for Babylon to perish and under her cursing, she cannot survive as a blessing to the earth.  

But her merchants still think they are exalted and so important. Blasphemously they comment on everything Set-apart and they blaspheme against His Great Name. Yes, while hitting themselves complacently on the chest.

They buy and sell and boast that they possess all the copper, all the silver and gold, as well as all the food, oil, wine and grain. This while the Western Jewish mob’s eyes are greedily wandering to the oilfields of the East.

The West thinks that they stand in authority over the entire world as undefeatable commanders. Yes, with the sole right to nuclear weapons, granted only to them. For decades the West has planned to grant a free market system only to themselves, while causing the rest of the world, like mute slaves, to perish under big compulsory taxes.

They know that their money-god Mammon is old, worn-out and done. They also know that planet Earth is busy perishing faster and faster under their big usurper. But just like it is befitting a pretty whore, she cannot and does not want to be ashamed of all her abominations.

Look, she swings her hips, she beckons and she entices with her breasts, so that everyone can stand closer for her displayed assets. Therefore her many lovers overwhelm her under the needs of an unprecedented multitude, yes under a multitude of illegal immigrants, she will perish.

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IN THE BOER’S HOUR OF DISTRESS

For some time it has been written, in the white man’s blood, yes on the corrugated iron sheet of the Boer’s own shed. Oh, it is the beginning of the hour of distress. So, look deeply into the flames of the so vain, popular barbeque fire.  

Look into it and see the wild, dancing figure of Raca, the wild creature. There where he is sending his child soldiers, so bloodthirsty, to his enemy. For the maintenance of his army he does not have to sustain or hire anyone. With empty promises, he can incite them to great heights.

In the mismanagement of his stupid culture, there now are large populations here, in unprecedented numbers. In this way the once pure, Africa atmosphere, is now disfigured by mine pollution and industrial smoke columns. The once pure, clear water streams, has changed into waste-acid and there is no hope for recovery, or any cure.

So, dance oh Raca, be joyful and happy and drink your beer. Among other things, your downfall lurks in unemployment and it is already here. Look, soon nobody is hired anymore. Yes, with the West sending you less and less aid. So the hate against the Boer is once again incited by the Jew.

In the flame of the fire, it is written in blood, yes, on the corrugated iron sheet of the Boer’s own shed: Oh, it is the hour and amongst the hop-houses there is the dangerous rattling of gunfire. The weather is grey and bleak, while white blood disfigures the surface of the land.

The fields are standing empty, and in the kraal there is no movement of any animal. Everywhere it is famine upon famine that will triumph. So there is nothing left, in food energy, so that the creature can dance exuberantly around his already dead fire.

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THE PURPOSE OF LIFE

I have asked: What is the purpose of life and a Soft Voice surrounded my being. He whispered: The only purpose of life is to strive towards Perfect Love. I answered: Oh, You must please forgive my ignorance, but the full depth of Love, I have not experienced yet.  

Now the Spirit floated in a Soft Cool Breeze around me and He whispered: The Being of Perfect Love, is the Character of Elohim in All Seven of His Set-apart Spirits. They are called: Love in Fairness, Wisdom in Truth, Faith in a Firm Will, Mercy in Compassion, Patience in Forbearance, Order in Fixed Boundaries, with Humility that surrounds all of this, in softening. The person who strives with a firm will towards this, he/she will eternally, in the Perfect Will of his/her El, live blissfully.

I have whispered: It is a sovereign thought, exalted far above my miserable, human mind. Yes, so that my heart begins to tremble weakly because of this. Look, I am weak in my speech and unreliable in my oath. But I beg You, in my so-incoherent prayers. Please forgive me the so often, inconsiderate lovelessness of my past.

Oh help me to strive towards You, as the Perfect example of Love, so that I can also begin to truly live. Yes, to there where Love teaches me not to judge so easily. But much rather forgive my God-given neighbors their mistakes and transgressions seventy times seven times, in Your Holy, Only Name. Yes, and to know through this, that it is the pursuit, the essence, the purpose of my life.

Involuntarily I then heard myself speaking. I have asked: Oh, give me an example of the Unselfish Love and give me an example of the Righteous Hate. Then I clearly heard God speaking with Authority: He answered me: Look, in Me lives the Eternal, Blissful Love, which surrounds My creation, in maintenance. But the Godly Judgment also lives in Me, to Righteously hate that which speaks against My Seven Spirits. But listen well: The Godly Hate belongs to Me Alone.

My Love has never abandoned or deserted Jacob-Israel, despite her countless sins and transgressions. But I have always hated Esau-Edom because of all his haughtiness and abominations. But My sun of Compassionate Love still shines over good as well as bad. Yes, so that everything that lives can benefit from My Overbearing Compassion.