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Below are my predictions for 2013, as seen by me during the
December 21st Mayan Calendar Day.
1. Singer Bobby Brown makes significant news.
2. Missiles fired in the Middle East, but such that shock
the world into action. Persia can no longer be ignored.
3. Twins ascend. The Sun in Gemini. June.
Castor and Pollux. Ships go to the coast of Africa.
4. Panic from the Arctic. Devastation ahead of
5. Florida, St. Petersburg. Shock and sorrow.
6. Trees of fruit wither and die throughout the south.
7. Japan not yet free. Russia, controversy, the
8. In April or May, the Spring, Boston is depressed;
submerged; lowered in standing. Heartfelt sorrow. Economic woe.
9. "Kennedy" will rise.
10. The North Shore, Gloucester, a difficult year. A
leader has difficulty.
11. A gas line is unstable in Cambridge.
12. A letter sent by mail raises alarm.
13. Tyson, Hawaii, both make news.
14. Nevada; the letters HSK, possibly the phonetics of a
15. In Michigan, a crater from the west and the sky.
16. New York, six business men, scandal. FBI
17. A great shift in the world as Australia trembles.
18. Watch Norway. Watch Cuba. Separate
19. Egypt, change, the number 6.
20. Philip, Philippines, Philadelphia. Watch the
21. Movement for the Indian military. Three to four
hundred. A skirmish of some kind.
22. Mexico, the Yucatan, no longer safe.
23. Helena, Montana or Mount St. Helens. One of them
takes center stage.
24. A chain fails to hold. An accident. A
newspaper. Printing Press.
25. Old telecommunications. A veteran broadcaster
26. A new mental health drug. A horror to humanity,
here in the United States.
27. Cambodia needs assistance.
28. Progress on Mars after a year and a half.
29. CVS on CBS. A statement made by a female
representative or spokesperson. News from their headquarters. A
possible press conference.
30. A crocodile, his jaws open. News from Maryland.
Eric Fraize "The Witch King" 2011 Predictions:
Here is your Astrological Forecast for the week of November 04,
Firstly, Mercury is still Retrograde for this entire week.
Remember, it goes Direct on November 11th. There is a fascinating
alignment in the stars for Love Relationships this week and later this month.
Beginning Wednesday the 6th, as Venus enters Capricorn, the Sun is in
Scorpio, and Mars in Virgo, look for Cinderella romances to form. I'm
talking like…Bella and Edward Cullen and Jacob type relationships. It is
an extremely magnetic, romantic, sexually intense alignment.
Really plant your seeds this week. With the beginning of
the New Year (marked by Hallowmas) and the New Moon, it REALLY is "now or
never". Of course, it's not really "never", but it is
certainly a long time before the planets are this favorable to new beginnings
again. Starting a new project? Planning a proposal? Do it!
Mercury Retrograde be damned!
People feeling melancholy, morose, depressed, etc., will feel a
MARKED difference after November 10th and 11th. Not only because of
Mercury going Direct, but also Neptune goes Direct. Therefore, again,
watch for the clouds of depression to be burned off by the Sun of Joy!
(Thank the GODS!)
This is going to sound extremely vague, but be prepared for
Friday the 8th. Something's coming. I don't even know if it's bad
or good. Whatever it is I see will likely occur between 0238 hours and
2329 hours Eastern Time US on Friday. Historically, when the influences I
see come together, it is usually something dark and karmic. I can even
tell you that it is something that MAY have been somehow 'delayed' from earlier
in the week. I can't explain it more than that and apologize for talking
in riddles. *Possible* regions to watch…Boston, NYC, Western Europe,
Otherwise, again, a great week. Get out there and do it!
Now's the time!
That's all for this week.
For your own Psychic Reading or 30 Predictions, please visit www.psychicericfraize.com.
I'm Psychic Astrologer Eric Fraize and we'll see you next week!
Ashlee: Amanda Bynes
Santi: Justin Bieber
There’s a piece of twaddle going around [the Internet] called "10
Rules For Dating My Daughter," which is packed with “funny” threats like
“Rule Four: I’m sure you’ve been told that in today’s world, sex
without utilising some kind of ‘barrier method’ can kill you. Let me
elaborate: when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.”
All of which boil down to the tedious, “Boys are threatening
louts, sex is awful when other people do it, and my daughter is a
plastic doll whose destiny I control.”
Look, I love sex. It’s fun. And because I love my daughter, I want
her to have all of the same delights in life that I do, and hopefully
more. I don’t want to hear about the fine details because, heck, I don’t
want those visuals any more than my daughter wants mine. But in the
abstract, darling, go out and play.
Because consensual sex isn’t something that men take from you;
it’s something you give. It doesn’t lessen you to give someone else
pleasure. It doesn’t degrade you to have some of your own. And anyone
who implies otherwise is a man who probably thinks very poorly of women
underneath the surface.
Yes, all these boys and girls and genderqueers may break your
heart, and that in turn will break mine. I’ve held you, sobbing, after
your boyfriend cheated on you, and it tore me in two. But you know what
would tear me in two even more? To see you in a glass cage, experiencing
nothing but cold emptiness at your fingers, as Dear Old Dad ensured
that you got to experience nothing until he decided what you should
You’re not me. Nor are you an extension of my will. And so you
need to make your own damn mistakes, to learn how to pick yourself up
when you fall, to learn where the bandages are and to bind up your own
cuts. I’ll help. I’ll be your consigliore when I can, the advisor, the
person you come to when all seems lost. But I think there’s value in
getting lost. I think there’s a strength that only comes from fumbling
your own way out of the darkness.
You’re your own person, and some of the things you’re going to
love will strike me as insane, ugly, or unenjoyable. This is how large
and wonderful the world is! Imagine if everyone loved the same thing;
we’d all be battling for the same ten people. The miracle is how easily
someone’s cast-offs become someone else’s beloved treasure. And I would
be a sad, sad little man if I manipulated you into becoming a
cookie-cutter clone of my desires. Love the music I hate, watch the
movies I loathe, become a strong woman who knows where her bliss is and
knows just what to do to get it.
Now, you’re going to get bruised by life, and sometimes bruised
consensually. But I won’t tell you sex is bad, or that you’re bad for
wanting it, or that other people are bad from wanting it from you if
you’re willing to give it. I refuse to perpetuate, even through the
plausible deniability of humor, the idea that the people my daughter is
attracted to are my enemy.
I’m not the guard who locks you in the tower. Ideally, I am my
daughter’s safe space, a garden to return to when the world has proved a
little too cruel, a place where she can recuperate and reflect upon
past mistakes and know that here, there is someone who loves her
wholeheartedly and will hug her until the tears dry.
That’s what I want for you, sweetie. A bold life filled with big mistakes and bigger triumphs.
Now get out there and find all the things you f***ing love, and vice versa
This article originally ran at theferrett.com under a slightly different title.