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Before the End of Days - and After

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So, May 27th 2012 has been and gone and I don't think the world has ended (of course it could have and I might just be imagining that I am here, doing this etc but that philosophical debate is a bit much at this time of day) It's likely that I have misinterpreted the prophecies though. I downloaded the book to my Kindle 3 days before May 27th, but with the backlog of books to be read on Kindle quickly becoming as large as the pile of 'real' books to read which are in piles around the house, I haven't got very far yet. The prophecies revealed in  Robert Weinland  's book tells us that that the date given is the end of "man's self rule" and apparently the demise of the United States, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Great Britain and much of western Europe and which will be followed by man's final world war. This war will be the result of clashing religions and the governments they sway. Billions will die and the destruction of this time ...

Before The End of Days - End of Man's Self Rule ?

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Ronald Wieldman May 27th 2012 has come and gone - according to my calendar - and I haven't seen any signs that the The End has happened. I meant to tell the reader of this blog yesterday, the day after the prediction date but I was too busy recovering from my relaxing Sunday. I suppose I must have read the prophecy wrongly, at least the one I was going on from  Ronald Wieldman . Of course he didn't actually say the world was going to end, just that "man's self-rule" would end, the day before yesterday. The prophecies revealed in the book apparently explain the demise of the United States, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Great Britain and much of western Europe, which will be followed by man's final world war. The destruction of this time will far exceed the very worst times of all human history, it says. I downloaded the book to my Kindle, but the back log that I have in books to read on Kindle is quickly becoming bigger than the piles of 'real...

PPPHHHEEEW - hot isn't it ? (observations from a 54 yr old gimmer ))

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It's probably just me but I'm not that unique.  I am old'ish though and most things get on my nerves most of the time. I get on my nerves most of the time so I do sympathise with everyone else on this. So,the sun is shining,there's hardly a cloud in the sky and it's definately hot. Great ! In this country we're always waiting for hot weather and when it comes we try to make the most it.  But the things that people do and 'rituals' we seem to go through are irksome, you must agree. Firstly BBQ's. I mean, why ?   Can anyone really say that they have tasted a beefburger, sausage or chicken drumstick that has been barbequeued and tasted better than one done in the kitchen in a frying pan or even under the grill ?  OK if you like food burnt to a cinder or black on the outside and soggy in the middle, then fine. You go ahead. And all that preparation !  Either pouring 3 bottles of lighter fluid on a few charcoals or lugging a great object from the ...

I'm not paranoid but think "THEY" are trying to confuse me ...

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It always seems to happen. I have a vague notion of a blog topic or  story or article idea while emerging from the depths of an exhaustion and medication induced sleep. By the time I've woken up enough to drink a cup of tea or two, the idea is still itching at my thought processes. I turn the laptop on to write some notes - reading the news on my phone as I do so - and getting slightly distracted my a few emails - and open 'New Post' page of Google Blogger. This is the problem point.  Google Blogger welcomes me to the site and tells me that it is upgraded, updated and has a new style and format.  Great , I suppose I ought to think. But I don't.  I spend the time that I could have been posting my scintillating thoughts onto the blog staring at the settings page and trying to work out what in fact has actually changed and if it's any better than it was before.Don't even considering asking "before what?" And by now I am sort of forgetting what the br...