Day zero and day one; incessantly ranting of the steadily unsteady overdriven nature of what is essentially at the end of the day, an operation of no faith...toilsome and quarrelsome, and daily has re-begun into deceits tired and spun, no rhyme, no reason—the only ideas baring repeating are the weights and millstones wishing they were cast into a sea as a ton, or the reminder that the mark of the beast is a number of no rest. A satanic spiritual binary abuse system where everything good is always being discredited and destroyed, or swung down a dusty overdue pendulum into being propped upon a steeple in which no man can ever find or have energy enough...always stuck inside of the idle hands and the works of iniquity.
The only recompense for the hollowed-out control mechanism destroying the planet, also known as the demonic invasive species, is to use a human skin curtain as a mechanism to interface and introduce another set of puffed-up words that require no root to carry its' serpent like intentions of laying about something organic into a pestilent-laden lava rock and selling it back as fertile soil.
Luke 12:40 "Therefore you also be ready, for the Son of Man is coming at an hour you do not expect.”
Luke 21:36 "Watch therefore, and pray always that you may be counted worthy to escape all these things that will come to pass, and to stand before the Son of Man.”