Day: January 1, 2014

The prophecy of my Sharon-a

There is a prophecy about Ariel Sharon.. Sharon, if you don’t know, is a former Prime Minister of Israel and has been in a deep coma since 2006..

As rumors online and prophecies on YouTube videos would portend, the end is nigh when Sharon finally meets his maker and dies..
You can see more from this January 2013 post on BEFORE IT’S NEWS for more information.. Other websites, including this one, claim Sharon’s death would mean an imminent return of Christ.. A prophecy from Rabbi Yitzhak Kaduri helped brew this recent end times message.. Video here on that.

While the HORROR REPORT strays from such claims of end times and world destruction, we do recognize it as a modern day subject that needs to be paid attention to.

And that is why, this day, January 1 2014, we are greeted with news that may create a frenzied response on prophecy and end time sites across the net:  The medical condition of Ariel Sharon is worsening today.

Regardless of whether Sharon dying means we all meet a Christian maker or not, it’s a very important event in world affairs.

WE will be following this event, along with whatever response prophecy sites across the World Widening Web..

The (first) blizzard of 2014

Blizzard-like conditions are likely tomorrow evening for most of New Jersey, the New York City metropolitan area, all of Long Island, most of Delaware, Connecticut, and Massachusetts, all of Rhode Island, and portions of eastern Pennsylvania.

The term “blizzard” is related to windspeed more so than amount of snow.
It will be very cold .. so the snow that falls will be light and fluffy—easy to shovel. But the wind will make it difficult—and ‘blizzardy’ ..
Here’s the latest from ACCUWEATHER.. I’m on a borderline between not much and a little more than not much. The real action will happen as they try to clean up the mess in Times Square.. a blizzard is a comin’ to greet us in ‘14..

Maybe you saw this image before, maybe not. Either way it reminds me of time itself.. as you stare at the photo (try it) it will vanish.. sure it’s your eyes playing tricks on your and your brain mis-reading the picture..  Isn’t that what happens daily? You see your child born.. and before you know it’s he’s three and 33 and .. you’re not around to see him get older? 2013 began with a blast. And ends with a whimper—a vanishing act like this image before your eyes. But in a sense the year is still there. Somewhere.. trapped in memories or in a time warp. When you re-focus the picture comes back. But 2013 will not—at least not on the calender on this time line.  Instead it has slipped and slided away.. exited stage left as we banged pots and pans when the clock struck midnight. New York City revelers kissed under the night sky as the ball came down. We all sang Auld Lang Syne—at least the first verse since it’s the only one we know anymore.. '14. You're here. Be kind, we don’t want to rewind. And really we can’t… can’t go back—even if we want to. It’s the best of times. It’s the worst of times. It’s just time to party like it’s 1999..  Stay clean. Don’t be mean. It’s 2014.
Maybe you saw this image before, maybe not. Either way it reminds me of time itself.. as you stare at the photo (try it) it will vanish.. sure it’s your eyes playing tricks on your and your brain mis-reading the picture.. 
Isn’t that what happens daily?
You see your child born.. and before you know it’s he’s three and 33 and .. you’re not around to see him get older?
2013 began with a blast. And ends with a whimper—a vanishing act like this image before your eyes.
But in a sense the year is still there. Somewhere.. trapped in memories or in a time warp. When you re-focus the picture comes back.
But 2013 will not—at least not on the calender on this time line. 
Instead it has slipped and slided away.. exited stage left as we banged pots and pans when the clock struck midnight. New York City revelers kissed under the night sky as the ball came down. We all sang Auld Lang Syne—at least the first verse since it’s the only one we know anymore..
’14. You’re here.
Be kind, we don’t want to rewind.
And really we can’t… can’t go back—even if we want to.
It’s the best of times. It’s the worst of times. It’s just time to party like it’s 1999.. 
Stay clean. Don’t be mean.
It’s 2014.