Surely as a Seraph shall visit you, God shall be served in Mozambique, America the Great Whore. Flames for infernal hordes cutting down the innocent, this is an abomination, the world slumbers, the mountains sick, a world awaiting an abyss to end the misery they hath created.
Holy Edessa was in flames, monasteries burned, all dead, the inverted cross raised. A Saint's death among the snow-flowers falling on the black water, the Christian world gasped and howled like a crudely disemboweled child, the few Elect spilt blood to avenge the Lord.
From higher realms, observe the world unmoved, change into light, sacred perfection, simplicity, sacrifice like Christ, countless death, go to God to live as you are, as it is.
Light Beings now, how we burn only with the love of the Creator.