You have more than you know. That keeps playing over and over thoughtwise in my head.

What ever is coming, whatever has been planned for me seems to be quickly approaching. Evil is coming out of hiding, as per the plan. Let's pray you have control over it. Thousands of old IBM tape machines, spinning all running a version of the program. The loop is about to happen, the strip of nothingness, before a new beginning.

It seems you've implanted knowledge that my brain doesn't have access to at the moment. Kindly begin the final download. My body is breaking down. It's getting harder and harder to function.

Download. Then let's get this show on the road…my beloved.

Angels, oh how they're needed right now. Eight long pain filled years. The end is near.