And I looked up as the angel waved a hand towards the wind. I saw tables full of vomitus, puke which seem to be emitting from well-dressed people. Then I saw leaders of leaders. Some of these group, men and women stood on filth, on muck. What shocked me was that some of them had crown, garlands, peak-caps, crests, sparkling tiaras, most-colorful badges of honor as part of their dressing. They looked significant, notable and very influential talking and smiling politely at each other. They stood on this large pool of muckiness and there is no place clean. Some of them appear to be looking at a 3-dimension digital-map. I noticed something like gambling was going on between some of them. I clearly recognized some of these leaders and became disturbed.