You, California

Ah, California, like a wicked kingdom do you stand, for the soil underneath your feet is drenched with the innocent blood of those who have no voice to protest their demise.

So on the altars of Molek are the unborn slain without any remorse over the perversity of your actions, and as such, you, California, have become like a stench in My nostrils, as the repugnant odor of murderous greed hangs like a heavy, dank fog over your heads. The matter of “choice” that you have decreed to be a lawful act is still an abomination in My sight, for simply legalizing the barbarous practice of infanticide does not make it morally upright before Me.

Then shall you know the strong hand of My rebuke against you, California, for though the law of the land has been overturned, and you are no longer mandated to perform ‘abortion on demand’, yet to its rituals do you still strongly adhere without any plans of amending your ways.

What then, California, did you think I would turn a deaf ear to the cries of the unborn being slaughtered upon your shores? I have not! Then do not mistake My patience as consent, as this span of time was given for your repentance, but you are still found bowing before that wicked god.

Then say I, California, your reservoirs shall dry up from insufficient rain, making it even more difficult upon your people. And while ‘drought’ is often heard when speaking about your climate, what you shall endure will be nothing that has been seen before, as this calamity shall not be engineered by man. Parched, then, shall your ground remain, though extreme measures shall be taken to replenish the lack of supply. And yet the need shall outmatch what is readily on hand, greatly inhibiting the agriculture grown upon your land, causing an unexpected downturn in your economy.

Ah, but this dryer condition shall also have a cumulative effect upon the environment. For the state of the natural vegetation shall become like brittle kindling, as even now a small spark could easily become an uncontainable blaze. And so it shall be that as the weather patterns shift, you, California, shall ignite into flames.

So while some might claim this to be a natural phenomenon, upon you, California, My hand of judgment has fallen, which shall have lasting consequences upon how your people live. Do not think, then, that you shall escape the penalty you are due, for surely I shall avenge those whose lives you have stolen.

And so say I, California, though there dwells a remnant within your borders, still, you shall reap what you have sown, for evil begets even greater evil, as the law of reproduction is still true, with ‘like’ producing only after its own kind.

So while a supernatural tsunami is predicted to fall upon your region, the hardship upon your people shall not change until one by one I have removed from your state house those who legitimized killing the innocent, for indeed this murderous lot shall know the full weight of My judgment upon their lives.

Hear Me then, California, turn now from your wickedness and no longer tolerate the heinous acts of those who have pledged their allegiance to the dark lord, Molek. It is time these perpetrators of evil are driven out of your state, and their slaughterhouses closed for good. Therefore say I, California, you must wholly reject any form of abortion, regardless of the circumstance, for each life is still Sovereignly created by My hand, even those conceived under duress. 

Rise up, rise up, rise up, California, and indeed turn from your wickedness. Hear this call to stand as a people who will ardently defend the rights of the unborn.