Son of man, put forth a riddle, and speak a parable unto the house of Israel;
It is time to stop the evil, before the 3rd shaking of the planet.
There is a Storm before you, that claps silent thunder and blows no wind.
Do you not feel it?
The birds have, for their songs have changed, warning us.
The Storm I have spoken of is here,
the rain has begun to fall, soon to be a down pour to come.
Prepare, Repent….. LOVE.
The time is shorter than you know, for the Storm is upon us.
The thunder will rumble soon, and mother will open her mouth.
For the blood of birth has occurred, now comes the breaking of the water.