Nothing in the world can one imagine beforehand,not the least thing,everything is made up of so many unique particulars that cannot be forseen.
Come the millennium, month 12, In the home of greatest power, The village idiot will come forth To be acclaimed the leader.
We need god to prosper those without him will not.
Mankind will discover objects in space sent to us by the watchers.
To an old leader will be born an idiot heir, weak both in knowledge and in war.
After there is great trouble among mankind, a greater one is prepared. The great mover of the universe will renew time, rain, blood, thirst, famine, steel weapons and disease. In the heavens, a fire seen