I wrote this a couple of weeks ago while watching a Nostradamus documentary on the History channel. It's kind of creepy, and I'm not done with it, but I don't when I'll finish it, if I finish it.
---And for all of you Indians out there, Happy Bhai Beech, Saal Mubarak, and Happy Diwali!
Nostradamus:
How does he do it?
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we are in the middle of a change of the ages. the beginning of a new era and peoples. this new age, is composed of nothing but bitter hatred and war. the cries of children and women rape the face of every continent. the voices of bullets piercing the hearts of men
can be heard around the corner in almost any major city, anywhere in the world.
it is unfair that our fates shall meet us so soon. that we shall all burn in the midst of a hellish chaos? when will it come? who will be struck first?
the number of extremists rising is unmatched. the future war that is coming on is luminous with black candles and flames. slashed swords strike every body, every body an evil snake. he who strikes, bears a face no different. we are all the victims of martyrs alike, we will all burn under the tree of life. fearing the one symbol, unheard of, we cringe at the very image, shivers down our spines.
Told you it was creepy.
Ok, I'm out. Got LOTSS of work to do. I don;t think I'll finish it all either. I need a savior today. BLahhhhHHHHHH.
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