The cries of the mighty Raven echo out across the land. "Haw, haw, haw," he shrieks as he soars far and wide. "Haw, haw, haw," as his fervent warning reaches out to all those who will hear him.
"We live in perilous times." "We are running out of time." "The time is drawing near." "Gather your loved ones and bring them to your nest."
"Haw, haw, haw," he shrills, warning anyone who will listen.
You can always discern when an animal is alerting you, warning you of impending danger and doom.
Or are you one of those who is so caught up in your own little world, relying on technology to save you or on another person, denying the existence of a supernatural intelligence that oversees All things, consulting institutions, organizations and/or relying on alcohol or drugs, or your own limited perception and knowledge, believing you have all the answers, impervious and immune to the natural world that surrounds you so that you summarily dismiss this warning outright, paying it no heed?
Woe to you.
"Haw, haw, haw," as the mighty and wise Raven continues to circle even higher overhead, surveying the countryside and continuing to warn anyone who will listen.
The old hag stirs, her scant clothing and dirty, matted hair, long and filthy nails and calloused hands clutch a long and gnarled stick, her evil, sullen, dull and cloudy eyes scan her surroundings while she continues to stir the steaming brew at her feet brimming with sordid, repugnant, putrid and discarded parts, poverty and disease, squalor and bitterness, envy and hatred, ugliness and despair, war and strife, fear and loathing, She quickly surveys her surroundings to see if anyone is spying on her. When she is convinced she is not being monitored, she slowly and slyly licks her lips in crazed glee.
Cold and ruthless, cunning and calculating are the blackened and hardened hearts of all those who have gone before her, accepting and being consumed by the darkness on behalf of undertaking humanity's demise. She counts herself as one of them.
These are the evil ones, those who were commissioned by Lucifer to perform the many evil acts according to his plan that have plagued and beset mankind for so long.
But times are changing. There is hope but only if we prayerfully and meaningfully ask for it.
Those evil doers accomplished Lucifer's dirty works on behalf of him, an entity that had willfully turned his back on God's lawful teachings and all before God's watchful eyes.
Woe to man, woe to man. Had he not succumbed to tyrants and despots and liars and thieves, had he not been dumbed down by those who act only in their own best interests, had he not been ridiculed and humiliated into accepting his own weaknesses and therefore stripped of his abilities to fight back, having relinquished any courage whatsoever, he may have stood a chance.
Had man been wise enough to throw off his chains and shackles long before now, had he been bold and wise enough to unleash enough courage within himself to withstand the onslaughts, muster the resolve to listen and learn to the wise instruction from the learned counsel being offered to him, he may have stood a chance.
Humanity is standing on the precipice. Can you not feel it?
And we are in need of a miracle. This entire world is in need of a miracle.
And, we need it now.
God willing, He has heard this prayer.
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