The Twisted Rope

I saw a rope round the center of the earth, it went out into space and there it twisted around itself making a noose as if to say the grip of the Golden Beings on the earth is getting tighter and tighter, stronger and stronger—like they are pulling the earth back towards the celestial and away from the demonic.

Then a mate of mine saw angry black chickens (avian flu). The way we have treated these kind, defenseless birds is disgusting, if they come back and wipe us out we’ll understand why. It is all so cruel.

And the next day, I saw a repeat vision of the avian flu bugs on the window pane. This must be the tenth vision of the pandemic in recent weeks. I’ve got an antidote ready that I was shown in the Aluna, as the new strain of the avian flu does not respond to antibiotics. I’ll email the SW A-list in good time before they will need it. (sw)

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