God says the target date is late 2030s, and it may be right before peace encircles the globe. I see myself lighting some type of torch, possibly by the edge of a mountain.
Then there might be an anointing, and the people around me can pour olive oil on my head, as the way they do with Gatorade after a match. All in jolly good fun, I suppose.
After that, I will have to fly to Kyrgyzstan to help settle some type of construction dispute before departing for Qatar to the Doha Cultural Festival. And the entire world’s countries will be preserved, forever.
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