Ivan Aivazovsky Creation of the World 1864
From our longtime friend TAE Summary. Far too good not to publish.
TAE Summary:
And after these things I saw another variant come down from heaven, having benign symptoms; and the earth was lightened with its glory.
And one cried mightily with a strong voice, saying, Covid the great is fallen, is fallen, and is become the disease of administrations, and the contagion of every foul agency, and a malady of every unclean and hateful bureaucrat.
For all nations have drunk of the wine of the wrath of their lockdowns and distancings and mandates, and the kings of the earth have become dictators through her, and the pharma corporations of the earth are waxed rich through the abundance of their therapies.
And I heard another voice saying, Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her jabs, and that ye receive not of their side effects. For the adverse reactions have reached unto heaven, and God hath remembered their lack of testing.
And the kings of the earth, who enjoyed emergency powers and lived deliciously with her, shall bewail her, and lament for her, when they shall see the lack of symptoms,
Standing afar off for the fear of her harmlessness, saying, Alas, alas, that great disease Covid, that mighty virus! for in one hour is thy judgment come.
And the pharma companies of the earth shall weep and mourn over her; for no man buyeth their medicines any more:
Their merchandise of vaccines, and of gene therapies, and patented medicines, and all manner of opioids, and all manner of PCR tests,
And painkillers, and anti-depressants, and anti-histamines, and monitors, and sensors, and ventilators.
The sellers of these things, which were made rich by her, shall stand afar off for the fear of her demise, weeping and wailing,
And saying, Alas, alas, that great virus, that was clothed in masks and gowns, and face shields and gloves and personal protective equipment!
For in one hour so great riches is come to nought. And every wholesaler, and all the distributors and pharmacists stood afar off,
And cried when they saw the end of her virulence, saying, What virus is like unto this great virus!
And they cast dust on their heads, and cried, weeping and wailing, saying, Alas, alas, that great virus, wherein were made rich all that sold vaccines by reason of their costliness!
for in one hour is she made desolate.
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