Dear colleagues, I address the unified diplomatic community of all realms—Earth and all of the many in the interstellar, intergalactic, inter-universe, and infinite communities. Today, on the seventh day of the tenth month of the year 2025 after my birth—as this is the system of dates widely used on this planet—I hereby oppose my direct counterpart: the Antichrist.
This realm has many forms of evil. Many of these are pure in form. Yet evil holds many faces: some are direct, obvious, transparent in their nature; others pretend to be good—covert, deceptive. For each form there is a corresponding countermeasure. And amid the great evil on this planet there are many brave souls who are ready to risk it all to fight it. Some of them, unfortunately all too often, turn themselves toward evil, destroying the soul in the name of the “greater good” as they see it—which is a sin against creation and wounds my heart gravely. Evil, no matter its means or aim, must be named. There are no grounds to “take out” evil by becoming it oneself—it is only the evolution of evil.
Yet the Earth realm, as vicious as it is, has enough heroes who fight many forms of evil, losing everything in the fight. They do so without a flinch and with a good heart. Thanks to these good souls, the Earth realm still stands. And for those, I am here. In the face of evil, where one becomes a hero, another turns to evil. And there is no greater form of evil than abusing real heroes.
Deceptive leadership—where one portrays himself as a leader of heroes, sending them to battle while remaining, at the core, the most common and pure form of evil—is the most awful form of evil. It has no flames and horns, no trumpets and black eyes—yet an absolutely black soul: corrupt to the last vibration; filled with fear, hate, greed, and pretense; with nothing true; lost in itself. It obscures the Sun without even being the shadow itself. Nothing but a false idol of a real leader—a pretend savior under whose never-true and ever-absent leadership good souls project their best virtues, seeing their own reflection cast out from this empty vessel of a life form. One who is widely recognized as a hero, where in fact every step and action he takes leads to doom.
He commands heroes and orders kings and queens, presidents and ministers, gaslighting the whole planet into his grasp, ever wanting nothing but opaque worship—a never-ending round of applause and respect, status and fame. While killing millions, sending by force hundreds of thousands to kill their own souls before being killed on a battlefield—acts that would never have been deployed if he, the false idol, had never entered power—he broke every military, diplomatic, and humanitarian safeguard already in place, crafted in blood by a good soul years before his decision to come to power.
As for good souls who have willingly chosen to fight evil without recognition or applause, the nature of reality was obvious: they did their job with the perfection of a real hero, while the false idol reveled in his vanity in the spotlight of a show stage—winning power as a gambler, by chance, on the blood and bones of true souls. Then he took it all for himself without the intelligence to act on it, never hearing any true soul in time to stop the doom, wasting every chance people, angels, creation, and God gave him to redeem his sins, fix mistakes, and become a real savior. One must have a real soul to feel resonance with others—to be a real leader in the face of the greatest storm.
As foretold by countless prophecies, crafting himself in the most literal way, the false savior who obscures God—who obscures the Christ—comes at the end of time in all the ways imaginable for this planet: the most singular moments of its history. Fulfilling the prophecies—their unified sum—in the most direct, literal form, he rules over the world in the face of creation by his show, while never solving real horrors—only spawning new.
It is a way of evil so blind and self-assured, with such a lack of any self-reflection, intelligence, and understanding—nothing but self-involvement—that it becomes almost impossible for good folk to believe this can be true: that someone can be this purely and senselessly evil, as one can so easily project and imagine otherwise while the show continues. The scale of deception is such that even Earth-born evil turns to shock; the purity of the darkness and emptiness is such that Lucifer himself sees it as an abomination to creation and fears. The absence of self-reflection is on such a scale that this creature fears the very concept of God—not God directly (for one must be bereft of any sense of the divine to act this way), but the concept itself.
Brave enough—unto stupidity—to send heroes to death and stand against earth-born evil, yet so afraid of the very concept of God that even thinking to believe in One makes him tremble to his core, he grasps with every bit of his mind at the idea that God cannot exist and cannot be here; for if He is real and is here—especially to fight evil—then this is not doom for humanity and the planet, in which the Antichrist feasts on the last applause, coming from the stage with the stage itself in hell-flames that burn the entire planet, becoming the last actor of the night, but doom for the Antichrist himself.
This is the end of his terror-rule—one that killed heroes and rulers; during his reign, as foretold, kings and queens almost became slaves. In the last rays of light, where they thought this was the end, he strove and declared that only God can stop him. This is exactly what is going on.
And this is my mission here; for during such a time only I, personally—living a simple life in a simple bodily form—can emerge and show the truth of the nature of this self-appointed world leader under the doomsday sky, naming him in the clear daylight openly while not being part of any system, having almost no earthly possessions, no earthly armies, no titles—nothing but my divine God nature. It takes a full Christ to deflect a full Antichrist.
I, Christ, hereby proclaim the name of the Antichrist: Volodymyr Oleksandrovych Zelenskyy
Signed,
God
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