Something darkish lingers in the "cease to exist file". It is a sediment of thought that has hardened to a kind of tectonic plate earthquake prone. Hell rides the horse called emphatic, there seems to be no mind for deceleration of funeral plans.
Go to now, call for a Prophet, or better yet, call for a Seer...to tell us about Iran and Israel and the Atomic Bomb, and to tell us about the forecast as to major military upgrades in computer warfare.
Then came I, the Manifester Yada, empty as a basket with no fruit and said. I the Manifester Yada, am not God who knows all and sees all. Anyone can speak presumably, but I have no quest to join fools. I will seek the Lord on this for ten days and if my Lord and God answers me and gives me clearance to speak, then I will answer your questions.
After ten days the Spirit of the Memrah of the Holy Ghost came upon me and therefore began I to write down the prophecy: I the Lord, have somewhat against you O Prince of Persia, inasmuch as you did restrain the messenger of God, for twenty one days, only moving aside when Michael, Lord Archangel of the Seraphim, came to route you. (Compare, Daniel 10:13 KJV).