The Cabal can own nothing. It all belongs to God.
That is their fantasy, and they cling to it like a child clinging to his blankie.
They find no security in their own things, so they yearn for ours.
Debt is their imaginary hand stuck in our pockets, pockets their eyes have told them must be rich with treasure.
They'll lose their mind when they discover the pocket empty of all tangible items, instead filled only with the dreams of infinite potential -- the potential they once had but sold along with their souls when they made their dirty pacts with the Adversary.
The Cabal can own nothing, and they can never be happy...
because...
It all belongs to God.
Amen, brother. You're on the same frequency.
Ironic, isn't it?, that while try to manipulate things into what "they" want, they never realize that they don't know what they want. At a point, they're just changing things for the sake of changing things. They pursue neither order or chaos, they just want whatever it is God doesn't want, whether it's the exact opposite or not.
If God wants an orange, they will offer an apple. Not because an apple is the diametric opposite of the orange, but only because it isn't what God wanted. The chosen replacement matters not.
That's why everything they do, everything they steal and corrupt, just turns into a pile of crap.
Apples don't grow on orange trees, and 2+2 does not equal 5.