Nostradamus Predictions Quotes

I have a foreboding of an America in my children's or grandchildren's time -- when the United States is a service and information economy; when nearly all the manufacturing industries have slipped away to other countries; when awesome technological powers are in the hands of a very few, and no one representing the public interest can even grasp the issues; when the people have lost the ability to set their own agendas or knowledgeably question those in authority; when, clutching our crystals and nervously consulting our horoscopes, our critical faculties in decline, unable to distinguish between what feels good and what's true, we slide, almost without noticing, back into superstition and darkness... The dumbing down of American is most evident in the slow decay of substantive content in the enormously influential media, the 30 second sound bites (now down to 10 seconds or less), lowest common denominator programming, credulous presentations on pseudoscience and superstition, but especially a kind of celebration of ignorance

Mankind will discover objects in space sent to us by the watchers...

I was starting to remember the whole problem now: I hate these fucking people [people at Tea Party rallies, ed]. It's never been just political, it's personal. I'm not convinced anyone in this country except the kinds of weenies who thought student council was important really cares about large versus small government or strict constructionalism versus judicial activism. The ostensible issues are just code words in an ugly snarl of class resentment, anti-intellectualism, old-school snobbery, racism, and who knows what else - grudges left over from the Civil War, the sixties, gym class. The Tea Party likes to cite a poll showing that their members are wealthier and better educated than te general populace, but to me they mostly looked like the same people I'd had to listen to in countless dive bars railing against "edjumicated idiots" and explaining exactly how Nostradamus predicted 9/11, the very people I and everyone I know fled our hometowns to get away from. So far all my interactions at the rally were only reinforcing my private theory - I suppose you might call it a prejudice - that liberals are the ones who went to college, moved to the nearest city where no one would call them a fag, and now only go back for holidays; conservatives are the ones who married their high school girlfriends, bought houses in their hometowns, and kept going to church and giving a shit who won the homecoming game. It's the divide between the Got Out and the Stayed Put. This theory also account for the different reactions of these two camps when the opposition party takes power, raising the specter of either fascist or socialist tyranny: the Got Outs always fantasize about fleeing the country for someplace more civilized - Canada, France, New Zealand; the Stayed Put just di further in, hunkering down in compounds, buying up canned goods and ammo.

Death has an odd way of just happening, it is never predicted, regardless of what Nostradamus implied, unless it's predicted by the one holding the gun, or doing the killing.

The snow covered top shall ignite the sky in flames as ash falls to cover the ground. Cherry blossoms will die and fall leafless to the ground as the dying wind shall groan on on silence. For this year has not be born.

Drones shall enter the home as mothers and children sit watching the screen. Wait for four seconds, an eternity in hindsight and then they shall be no more in the mud covered home of the desert.

Throughout his life, he would go on to produce a total of over 1200 quatrains, but even this represented just a small fraction of his work. Unfortunately, only 946 of them remain today. To show how he would seek to hide the real meaning behind his quatrains and predictions, we can look at the very first one that he produced. In it, you are able to learn how he goes about getting his visions in the first place, and you will see how even this is written in slightly guarded language.

For all that we have so far explained about the future, how could a KGB spy be included with the likes of Nostradamus or a Roman emperor’s Chaldean astrologer? What if I told you that KGB and GRU spies have made many accurate predictions about the future? What if I told you that one particular defector made 148 predictions with an accuracy rating of almost 94 percent?

I believe this puts Golitsyn in a higher category than Nostradamus for two reasons. First, Golitsyn did not write obscure predictions in archaic French verse; and second, Golitsyn provided us with insights that dwarf Nostradamus’s trivialities. In fact, Golitsyn told us how the communists planned to take over the United States; and the communists have done almost everything he predicted.

Sadly we can never predict falling in love Nostradamus.

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