The pot is almost boiling. I have what? Four days of a strange suspense I shall not write of, regarding an analogical fork in the road. Or maybe two? I dunno.
Then I wait for the first week of November to end. Dates. . .implications. . .prophecies. . .
Prophecies failed. Corrupted. Remind me to pay less heed to others, and look within more.
So much crap. So much garbage. When will it end?
Is the turning point really 2017? Well, the one who said so is a good quake predictor via astrology.
I don't think I'll be around then. Circumstantial evidence. If things change, I'll post it.
