In 2024 life will be threaten by nature, threaten by war, and threaten by technology. Those who are afraid to die will also be afraid to live. Churches will begin to become like skeleton societies. Religion will become personal but challenged by science. The Holy Manifest will flourish even under the threat of being banned as a brain washing religion.

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).

I saw an Eagle high and lifted up. Upon an exalted place I saw her nest. And I saw that an ant colony was being built beneath her nest. The Eagle mind was very displeased of mood by what she saw. I watched until I saw a great turmoil begin between mass gangs of sparrows and eagles. Consternation raged everywhere upon the exalted place of her nest.

Then said I, woe are the times, for even Peace is wearing a helmet of war. Expectation was constant for the worst of things to happen. Other nations could not seem to move in any certain directions. Even national spider webs were broken.

Then, the Word of the Lord, came to me: Son of Dust, swoo your dust into a persona of defiance. For I have chosen to give you the vision of eyes that see into the future. Today you shall pray for peace, tomorrow you shall pray for war. Hell has chosen to meet you on the battle plain. Therefore, go forth, for in your mind I have placed "the stone cut out of the mountain made without hands".