Donald has had a difficult night, he got warnings in his sleep, the chest thumped, the medication didn’t work, he got a visit from a Holy Angel, not the demons that so easily circulate, the Heavenly powers had had enough, he has betrayed their trust, his actions are against the wisdom of Jesus, and his actions are giving comfort to extremists everywhere, enough said, the angel gives Donald a vision of the future. Earth quakes, don’t upset him, he has homes in multiple locations, can move at the drop of a hat, considers himself immune. Donald shrugs, give me something worse, he is the deal maker, wants all the options, the angel sighs, I don’t believe I’m hearing this. The pain in the chest is sudden, Donald grabs his chest, gets a vision of the future, pain eases, It’s not a fatal heart attack. The angel is perplexed, this guy in unbelievable, what gets him high, the angel is at his wits end, Donald has only one thing on his mind, money.
The laws they make, the discussion in the background, can we profit from this. The mouth is full of what the heart is, and wiping out another country is the same as a game of chess, it will happen again, and the result will be the same, that’s it. Solomon sighed, that’s what they said about Pompeii too!.