Why don't My people listen? Why do they not see the signs all around them? Did I not tell you of these things, warn you, prepare you for the things to come? But you were too busy for Me, Babylon. Too busy making your plans for your non-existent future. Too busy living your best life now. Too busy to listen to Me. Too busy deleting and mocking My prophets and messengers. But the time has come and you are not ready My people. You are not ready for what is to come. My tears are falling because you did not listen to Me. I have rejected you. You have committed idolatry; sexual immorality with the world. Your sins have reached the heavens, reached My nostrils, and now I will vomit you out of My mouth, Laodicea. You did not come to Me. You did not buy gold from Me. You did not repent in sackcloth and ashes. And now the sun will mourn for you and she will be dressed in sackcloth and the moon will turn to blood. Did you not think this day would come? No, I tell you, but it is here and the events as foretold in the book of Revelation is soon to come to pass, and every jot and tittle be fulfilled. Babylon, you are a reproach to Me. I will delete you. You have been marked for destruction. X marks the spot. Follow the signs. But you follow the lying signs and wonders, America and nations of the world. Oh you know how to read the weather but you have not recognised that judgement is here. My light will be blocked out and the light of a lamp will never shine in you again, America. You kicked Me out of your schools. You kicked Me out of your churches, out of your government, out of your lives. Your country is soaked in blood; blood of the innocent. The blood flows like a river through your streets as you pursue wars and now you will never know peace again. Never again will you know peace and safety. Oh Babylon, you will be thrown down violently, like the violence you inflicted on others. Accept your new king. No, you will not escape sudden destruction. Desolations have been determined and so it will be; until the end of the age. And like a millstone you will sink. You will never be great again. I have spoken. The great, I Am.