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History Channel's press launch of The Nostradamus Effect in the Latin American television market. Eighteen journalists attended the conference held in Hotel W, Chapultepec, Mexico City on 13 January 2010. You can see me (far right) answering their questions for about 90 minutes. My publicist, Rosemary Ravinal, is to my right.

MEXICO CITY—DAY 1
The Arrival and Grasshopper Hill
(12 Jan. 2010)

Friends,
Yesterday (24 January 2010) saw History Channel’s highly popular 12-episode series “The Nostradamus Effect” released across Mexico and Latin America in Portuguese and Spanish to a television market of 100 million people. The opening episode dealt with purported prophecies of doom from Leonardo Da Vinci. Next week (31 January) in one of four episodes in which I appear prominently the series will cover Nostradamus’ Third Antichrist prophecies. (For further information, see ¿El Tercer Anticristo?)

In early December, a few days after releasing my 16th book (and sixth eBook) Predictions for 2010, I received an invitation from History Channel to represent the series in their publicity campaign for Latin America. I felt honored being only one chosen from the series’ assembly of good prophetic scholars (and the unavoidable inclusion of a few popular and charismatic quacks spouting 2012 hysteria) to speak for the series in a press conference held in Mexico City. I was told History execs admired my balanced approach to controversial prophetic subjects.

For the record, I’m sure some of you would disagree with their assessment and think me a pontificator. At least I will do you all a favor and supply what I wish my colleagues and competitors on these Nostradamus/prophecy shows would qualify. None of us can really call ourselves the unquestioned messengers of long dead prophets who, if raised from the dead, Nostradamus and all, might pick their own bones of contention and throw them at our heads for what we “declare” was meant in their prophecies.

Your own intelligence, I hope, spares us the need to proffer redundant reminders that we scholars are offering our opinion — even when it seems many of my colleagues believe otherwise and think their utterances are gospel. Just know that when anyone asks me what Nostradamus said my answer is the same I gave to 18 journalists from across Mexico and Latin America in the conference pictured above.

What does Nostradamus say?

He says nothing for a very long time.

He’s been dead for nearly 450 years. I’m the one making statements here and they should be measured for their efficacy or fault upon the merits or merda of my intuition and scholarship by the test of time.

I flew into Mexico City for the first time a fortnight ago. Being a native Southern Californian (born in Hollywood, CA in 1955) I’ve deep down felt that I was not only an American by birth but also a citizen in spirit of Mexico. California was theirs before it was unilaterally seized in the American empire fever of the Mexican-American War of the 1840s. It was good to fly into Mexico City overnight and be in the vibe and heart of Mexico in the wee morning hours of 12 January. That morning, looking beyond the wall-sized window of my magnificent 17th floor suite in swank Hotel W, mind and heart tried to imagine the Mexico of earlier times hidden beyond the veil of overpopulation, congestion and pall of smog that reduced visibility to a mere few miles. There would be no perchance to imagine views of a sprawling plateau of the Aztecs at a airy thin altitude of 7,300 ft. (2,240 meters) surrounded by mountains and picturesque volcanoes, such as 17,800 foot (5,426 m.) Popocatepetl. My lungs and throat, already constricted by an oncoming head cold now seized, sucked hard and sighed thin, smoggy air in disappointment.

At breakfast I met my American, History Channel publicist for the event, Rosemary Ravinal (A&E Ole Networks) from Miami and our Mexican hosts Daniel Garcia and Esteban Beulo of Beuló PR & Communications for breakfast and a round of Hotel W huevos rancheros. In my case, the “W” stands for Wow! I finished the huevos and could tell my hosts that now this Gringo from El Norte can say he’s had REAL Mexican food and not that oversized, over-cheesy-entombed, love-handle bun-busting, lard dripping Godzilla sized dollops we call “Mexican” food in the United States. Real Mexican food his handed to you in modest palm-full servings with a sprinkling of cheese that even this Vegan who eats eggs can enjoy. American Mexican food going for the big and loud flavors misses the subtleties in texture and tastes inherent in authentic Mexican fare.

Rosemary, Daniel and Esteban in our first actual meeting beyond the electronic remoteness of fax, email, phone and blackberry, planned the schedule of events for this day and the news conference for the next. They showed me the special room for the conference, which at the time was bare and uninteresting. Boy! Was I in for a surprise the next morning of the conference when Daniel and Esteban’s PR team performed their magic! On the first day, Rosemary devised a plan to mix tourism with work and through the magic of her blackberry. We hired a car to tour the city. I did my first interview (to Sao Paulo, Brazil) standing on a street in the old federal district of Coyoacán. The title comes from the Nahuatl Coyohuacan meaning, “place where they have coyotes.” The first Spanish conquerors of the Aztec empire built the earliest part of the colonial Mexico City there. Nostradamus was still a teenage student of Avignon University when Hernán Cortés and his lieutenants built their sprawling mansions where coyotes once forlicked nearly five centuries ago.

Beauty is where you look for it in the third largest and certainly the highest in altitude megalopolis in the world with 22 million people crammed and coughing under fowl fumes and ramshackle storefronts and crumbling apartments obscured behind a blight of huge billboards.

An abstract Aztec rendering of a grasshopper (a Chapol).

Mexico City has my sympathies. I am the son of another generally ugly sprawling metropolis, Los Angeles. There is beauty there if you know where to find it. Coyoacán is Mexico City at its most beautiful and oldest colonial charm. Yet, I get ahead of myself. Before Rosemary and I wound through crowded streets to get there, Juan, our chaffeur and tour guide took us to see the rock outcropping known in the Aztec Nahautl language as “Grasshopper Hill” (from the Nahautl Chapul-grasshopper, tepec-hill). Juan, a knowledgeable and grand old gentleman, said the Aztecs had a love for eating roasted grasshoppers. Soon the Chapul disappeared down Nahautl exulting mouths and in their place on the hill, they constructed a large temple in their honor.

After the Spanish came the temple monument was pulled down and its foundation used to raise Chapultepec Castle, the site of one of the last battles of the Mexican-American War. When we approached it, the very spot where our car got stuck before a red light in traffic happened to be the point where the American Nathaniel Currier had composed his tinted lithograph (c. 1847) of the then Mexican Military Academy with flagpole running up the US flag after American forces had charged up into the castle. There they clashed with six teenage Mexican cadets making their last stand in the tower. They are known in Mexico as Los Niños Héroes (the child heroes). The last boy warrior took down the Mexican flag, wrapped it around his body and jumped from the tower so the Americans running up the stairway tumbling over the bodies of his companions couldn’t capture it. It is said the American commander, Winfield Scott, saluted the flag wrapped corpse as he rode past to occupy Mexico City.

Chapultepec Castle.

Later, Chapultepec Castle became the palace residence of Mexican presidents and foreign usurpers, such as Archduke Maximilian of Austria and his fetching wife Princess Charlotte/Carlotta (played famously going mad by Betty Davis in the movies). The Mexican people overthrew these puppets of French Napoleon III and his Mexican monarchists allies in 1867. Chapultepec’s new tenant then became President Benito Juárez, the Abraham Lincon of Mexico. The turreted castle much redesigned by Maximilian radiates old world charm above the basalt brick foundation and parapets dipping down into an oasis of forested parkland — the realm of big eared squirrels, cockerels and parrots whose calls remind me of the parks of Pune, India, where I spent many years with my meditation teacher, Osho. Pune and Mexico City happen to be at nearly the same subtropical latitude.

Next stop after grasshopper hill, some coyote magic to be had where the coyotes once roamed. In part two of this three-part series, I’ll write about my pilgrimage to the house of one of the best coyote spirits of them all.

Viva la Vida! Frida.

John Hogue

(25 January 2010)

PS–Have you seen the Nostradamus Effect? If Spanish and Portuguese is your mother tongue, check out the television overview of each episode in Spanish I have placed at this link: El Efecto Nostradamus.

Check out Las prophecías del 2010 in English.

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"When the world heaves up, time to dance." The "Hogue" leading Kundalini Meditation (conjuring orbs) at the Conscious Life Expo, LAX Hilton, Feb. 2009. Come meditate with me this coming 14 February, same "Bat" Bardo time, same "Bat" Bardo station.

Friends,
In Predictions for 2010, I documented on 1 November 2009 all of my predictons for the coming year. The seismic quakes both earthy and political, the sudden and historic flooding in California in the last few weeks warrants I share with you the following prediction logged back on 1 November for the new year:

The years 2010 through 2011 will see a spike in climate change never before experienced. There will be stronger earthquakes, typhoons, tornadoes and hurricanes, droughts and floods will make all that happened in the 2009 and its far more devastating predecessor, 2008, look tame in comparison. (Predictions for 2010, Chapter 15)

Many of you have written to me about the crescendo of earthquakes hitting the Caribbean region since the first temblor on 12 January stamped out 200,000 lives and counting in Haiti. Now an unnerving string of 5 and 6 point Richter Scale shocks — some of which are not near Haiti itself — visits this heretofore seismically serene and passive area almost daily.

It inspired a reader named Kurtis to log in the commentary box for Nostradamus Predictions, Haiti—1 the following question/comment:

[Are you] keeping track that a 5.0 or 6.0 earthquake has hit almost everyday this week in different countries almost like tic tac toe and what do you think of this? It really feels like any day now there’s another Haiti coming.

HOGUE ANSWER:
Prepare for one of the most significant string of natural disasters packed into one 12-month period in living memory. The world responds to the ending time cycles of many forecast prophetic ages. The year 2012 is only the American Idol darling of the popular media judges. Populist projections of Mayan Prophecy, often overlook in the flash and spaz of doomsday’s fad passing favorite, the mistranslated, misunderstood, sexed up façade of what is merely the 5,000-year Long Count cycle ending and restarting again in the Ancient Mayan Calendar on 21 December 2012.

You don’t have to wait for 2012, ladies and gentlemen. All the blackberry votes for your favorite doomsday date will not give it more talent to fulfill your fears and axis shifting Tilt-alations. We have been in the travail of dying-rebirthing ages since 2008 and you can expect things to ramp up in revolutions from the heavens’ climate to the earth’s roll over and stir the salt waters of vast oceans and your momma’s placenta.

Welcome to the first year of a new wild card decade in prophecy. Existence wants to shake us up on all levels of life with earthquakes in Haiti, political earthquakes in runoff elections in Massachusetts. Be prepared, Obama Nation, to Oboomah one day, Obomb-ah the next. GOPeak today and GOPlummit in mid-term. Watch the two-party duopoly in America come down like a Presidential Palace in Porte-au-Prince in this coming decade as they play a fraud on the voters pretending to shed the duopoly labels and play independent.

We are entering new times when you will see the world change before your first cup of Joe at breakfast. Get used to it. Shake and roll with it. Learn to celebrate its challenges and change its inclinations to make a better destiny for your personal life, your community life, and your relationship with the world around you, by becoming a witnessing world within-you.

John Hogue

(21 January 2010)

Read further in Predictions for 2010 just how the new year is going to make the scene on the wild side.

USGS Shake Map: Haiti Region. The worst seismic devastation is west of Port-au-Prince (star).

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USGS Shake Map: Haiti Region. The worst seismic devastation is west of Port-au-Prince (star).

Friends,
I am back from a very successful press conference and publicity tour in Mexico City for History Channel’s release of El Effecto Nostradamus (The Nostradamus Effect) in the Latin American market of 100 million viewers.

I have many observations to share about my Mexico trip, but first prescient business before prescient pleasure. Many of you are asking if Nostradamus made any forecasts about Haiti and the earthquake. Haiti by name has never been mentioned; however, as Nostradamus views the future with the eyes and bias of a Frenchman, one must ever follow more verbally nebulous French connections to the future. Haiti, along with Quebec (Canada), is one of two significant centers in the America’s of French colonial culture and roots to Nostradamus’ homeland. There should therefore be a connection.

The term America is definitely mentioned in Nostradamus in plays on France’s most west-pointing nose of landmass aiming at the New World, as it was popularly thought of in Nostradamus’ day. America hides behind the name Amorica. At other times Nostradamus calls it a little closer, like the anagram Hister cuts a letter away from Hitler in his Antichrist prophecies, he calls America Americh. There’s no Haiti anywhere in the prophecies even though there is an indirect reference to a celebrated Haitian as one of Napoleon Bonaparte’s “foreign” female lovers.

In Century 4 Quatrain 54 he says:

Du nom qui onques ne fut au Roy Gaulois,
Iamais ne fut vn fouldre si craintif:
Tremblant l’Italie, l’Espaigne & les Anglois,
De femme estrangiers grandement attentif.

Of a name never held by a Gallic King,
Never was so fearful a thunderbolt.
Italy, Spain and the English tremble.
He will be greatly attentive to foreign women.

Josephine Beauharnais.

There would be romantic trysts with a Polish countess (Walenska) and an Italian prima donna (Grassini) but Napoleonic squeeze number one was the French woman born on the Island of Martinique, in the same region as Haiti, named Josephine Beauharnais. She became lover, wife and finally Empress of France. That’s as vaguely close as we get going down obvious linguistic trails to Haiti and last week’s tragedy being framed in the magic mirror of Nostradamus.

There are other roads made of word links we might take. We must understand an important point lost to many a Nostradamus scholar in foreign lands who have the national conceit to presume Nostradamus understood their languages and wrote most of his prophecies solely for their country. For example, I came across half dozen Japanese Nostradamian books over the years that force over a third of his prophecies to explain important past and future events on that distant Nipponese island chain.

One thing is clear in cloudy Nostradamus’ prophecies. He mentions more geographic locations than any prophet in history, over 600. Nevertheless, the locations thin out the farther we stray away from where they were written, in Salon-en-Provence in South France. Lots of references to Provence, Northern Italy, and France. Less for Germany, England, Spain and the rest of Europe. Then comes the Middle East and North Africa. A little of Russia too. After that, the geographic pickings are slim indeed. Very, very few for Asia, Africa, or the Western Hemisphere. These cover the general continent and its peoples more than a specific locale,

Today we’ll look at one of them: Hesperia, Land of the West, or land of the rising western star.

The variant uses of Hesperia by Nostradamus can apply well to events involving the United States. In (Century-Volume) 4 Q(uatrain) 99, the distant Westerners of the Americas are part of the Western alliance of World War II. The prophecy initially describes the overwhelming defeat of France “by thunderbolts” (aka Blitzkrieg) tactics of Adolf Hitler in 1940. By inserting the “Hesperians” into the mix, the word becomes a hint of near future success coming out of French defeat for the Western Alliance to come. The Hesperians come up again in his famous prophecy naming the Second World War Battle of Tobruk (1 Q28.) The Hesperian link continues in 10 Q94. A fleet of Westerners invaded South France. The prophecy mentions many details of that amphibious landing, Operation Anvil that did take place along the Provencal coastlines in August 1944. America factors in again in 4 Q50 as the symbolic Libra with her scales (i.e. Justice/Democracy) foretold to become a dominant power of the Western world.

The word-clues Hesperie or Esperie, or Hesperiques, point Nostradamus’ laurel branch to prophecy’s boiling cauldron summoning images of those Westerners cloaked in metaphors honoring Ancient Greek myth. Hesperos is the Evening Star in the West. The Hesperides were the daughters of Atlas and Hesperus/Hesperis, and they lived in the extreme West, at the world’s edge hard by Night. Is not the mention of the evening star an allusion to stars in the US flag?

It is clear to me that Hesperia refers more to the great nation across the wide Atlantic, beneath the western evening star, that today sends thousands of troops, its generous donations of money, medicine and care to the people of Haiti, if not a forecasting clue to Haiti itself.

We will have to follow the detective trail down other word and phrase routes in Nostradamus. Haiti comes from  Ayiti, the Taino Caribbean-American Indian word in Arawakan for “mountainous land.” In the next blog about Nostradamus and Haiti, we track all references in his prophecies to mountainous lands. Perhaps a presage about the Haitian quake will emerge.

John Hogue

(19 January 2010)

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Friends,
Busy times! I spent most of the OO (uh! Oh!) decade with body mostly sedentary and oracle light traveling the temporal-fantastic of the future. The new and terrible-teenage twenty-teens decade has begun. A decade of adolescent human evolution is before us and this time I’m on the road again. I have no sooner launched Predictions for 2010 when calls to travel came in. I do expect this new decade will see me making many journeys around the world to see, to seer and directly share my insights into prophecies about tomorrow flying into many regions of the world in this last chance decade before the prophetic “shift” its the fan in what I’ve called “The Roaring Twenty-Twenties.”

First stop: Mexico City.  I’m going to be away starting early tomorrow and won’t be blogging back until around the 15th of January after doing several days of press interviews for the release of History Channel’s new series “The Nostradamus Effect” across the 100 million and muliplying Latin American Television market this month. The poster above is the invitation History Channel sent out to the press corps of Latin America. It is a nice shot of my old  “furry-owl” look. As I grow older I look more like Johannes Brahms every decade. (And “not” that “other guy” from the 16th century who has tried so hard to look like “John Hogue.”) Chuckle…

All seriousness aside. Since many of  you will be suffering Hogue blog deprivation for most of next week, I have this article, written back in November and sitting in my stock of blogs that is pertinent to rumors of a rising Tea Party tide of Third Party movements. What with Sarah Palin going rogue and joining the Tea Party soon — indeed I foresee this former member of Alaskan secession parties is planning to take the Tea Party Movement clear out of the Republican Party — I thought it would be nice to talk this week about the prophetic significance of the first Rogue pioneer, Texas Congressman Ron Paul. The third pary rebellion against the duopoly of Donkeycrats and DumboRepublicans is coming. If they were the flint, Ron Paul was the first spark.

Back to the Future with Ron Paul

Obi-Ron Paul-nobi.

Texas Congressman Ron Paul is both ahead of his time and behind his time. He is the kind of candidate who will run and most likely become the president of the United States 100 years from now, when the voting public will, in a way, more resemble the times of the founding fathers when they wrote the US Constitution Congressman Paul promotes and defends. It could be argued, and certainly would be argued by members of the Libertarian Party, that our founding fathers never intended the United States federal government to be so powerful and ponderously invasive in the lives of private citizens.

Ron Paul ran as a Republican for president in 2008. For a time his passionate supporters cyber networked and collected more money than any other Libertarian in Republican disguise but Paul could not galvanize the Republican base. He and his supporters were muzzled during one of the two traditionally weeklong political advertisements better known as a national political party convention for presidential candidates. Obama got his advertisement held by Democrats a few weeks earlier in Denver, Colorado. In Paul’s case, the Republican National Convention convened in Minneapolis, Minnesota, was meant to pitch the GOProduct — Arizona Senator John McCain. Paul was officially and legally by party rules, still running against McCain and had a right to demonstrate his opposition and state his case, but freedom of speech and a dissenting voice was apparently not part of the Republican Convention rules. Paste on that political happy face of party unity at all costs or truth. Paul’s followers were frisked for placards and buttons at the auditorium doors before allowed in.

After the snub, some followers wanted him to run as an independent, but as I predicted, all attempts to draft him to lead the rebellion of young, fanatical Ron Saint Paul true believers and disgruntled independent voters went bust.

Paul must have known what his zealots would not face. The lurid light shone upon him in a presidential election campaign would soon expose his true Libertarian virtues to national scrutiny and a heretic running alone from the GOP elephant herd would lose like any other marginalized third party candidate sent to the back of the political bus by a Dem.-GOP duopoly controlling the media and money.

Despite all its many merits, his Libertarian philosophy has too much of a little something everyone can chose if politically left, center or right, but not enough unifying ideas to find common ground and attract a majority of voters. For instance, those leaning towards the red meat-right spectrum support Paul’s small government and fiscal independent stance. Blue weed smoked lefties hate his anti-socialist-social program stances but love a fiscal conservative who supports the individual right to do just about anything, such as smoking pot a lot if he or she so chooses. Paul would make marijuana legal, bless his heart.

A Libertarian candidate for president has never swayed a majority of the American voting public and never will. Ron Paul’s 2008 campaign was significant though because it heralded what in a several presidential cycles will mark the decline and fall of the current two-party Republican-Democrat duopoly in America.

Neither party will exist 36 years from 2008. Something new will arise, but it will not be Libertarian. It will be a three party system with a new party of the right and the left moderated by a moderate party from the middle.

Ron Paul, the Libertarian, by his own action, shows that he does not think the country is ready for a Libertarian in the White House, otherwise why wear the mask of a Republican and rely on its financial resources and connections to be heard? His campaign was a small nudge towards a new political era a century hence.

He believes self-responsibility should govern the individual American more than have responsibility legislated by a generally bungling bureaucracy. This is a purist vision presented at the wrong time in history. We are at the beginning of a new political prophetic cycle. Americans have rejected Neo-Conservatism and elected a neo-Franklin D. Roosevelt — Barack Obama — into the White House. Smaller government, personal responsibility, companies and banks cleaning up their act by filing for Chapter 11 bankruptcy? That is not in touch with the times, Congressman Paul. Social engineering and big government bailouts of industry and the banking system are making a comeback.

Ron Paul is right, from a prophetic perspective. In a century or so, the current Mobocracy will go through a dalliance with socialism, then painfully collapse into an era of emergency rule (i.e. the new name for fascism). Then, by the end of the 21st century perhaps at last humanity will be mature enough to sustain a real democracy of responsible and engaged citizens who uphold equally a citizen’s individual freedom in balance with the golden rule of doing unto others in community what you would have the community of individuals do unto you.

Eventually, Ron Paul’s core values of Libertarianism will hold and not the current Libertine-Aryanism we see today. The current model believes freedom is something synonymous with licentiousness; in other words freedom is expressed in vox populi popular political baby talk that goes something like this: “I’m free to do what I like, any time I like and I don’t care what you think about it or how it impacts you. I have a right to be free, period. Now come here and clean my diaper.”

When America was born, people living in a new frontier had a better sense of balance between personal responsibility and community with their neighbors. Individual freedom “and” communal responsibility were equal in value then. The process of growing from a small backwater country of thirteen loosely-united states of 3 million into the uber-federal, 50-state superpower of 300 million has strayed us away from those core values. Thus, our current state of democratic awareness generally makes Ron Paul’s noble Libertarian concept equally a past oriented anachronism and something anticipating the future. The vision of a “President Ron Paul” is something waiting for us in “past-future” tense.

John Hogue

(10 January 2010)

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Friends,
Health care passes its biggest hurdle on Christmas Eve. Now it goes from the Senate back to the cantankerous US Congress. See how Predictions for 2010 is on track with these current events.

Heirs of Nostradamus, Part 2

In Heirs to Nostradamus, Part 1, David Pitt Francis got a little Looney with the lunar calendar clues of Century 3 Quatrain 94, said to give the year of the penultimate interpretive tome on Nostradamus would come out no later than 1987-1988. However, the lunar calendar calculation had doomsday set for 1997. Since we are all still here — including yours truly who published his first book on the prophecies of Nostradamus in 1987 — we must admit now that we have been psychic cowboys on the trail of a bum-seer theory. That leaves us Quatrain 94 as a possible index-as-prophecy date for the next try.

I think many people published Nostradamus books in 1994, I know I did: Nostradamus the New Revelations. I recall Knut Boeser published his Nostradamus; V.J. Hewitt did her Nostradamus, His Key to the Centuries. She had some other key competition from Bardo Kidogo’s The Keys to the Predictions of Nostradamus. Finally, there was Francis W. King’s Nostradamus: Prophecies fulfilled and Predictions for the Millennium & Beyond.

My favorite prophecy yarn coming out in 1994 didn’t have to do with Nostradamus that much. It was John Dollison’s little book with an epic tongue-in-cheek title: Pope – Pourri: Little-known facts you may not remember from Sunday School, including why the Pope wears a pointy hat, the strange fate of the Singing Nun, what the Baltimore Catechism says, and why St. Lucy carries her eyeballs on a platter.

I’ll have to write a blog about her. Anyway, here’s Century 1 Quatrain 48 wherein we might find further (hopefully better!) clues than last time as to who is the A-One-in-Auguring interpreter of Nostradamus and when. Is it any time soon?

Here’s Century 3 Quatrain 94 again:

De cinq cens ans plus compte l’on tiendra,
Celuy qu’estoit l’ornement de son temps:
Puis à vn coup grande clarté donra,
Que par ce siecle les rendra trescontens.

For five hundred years more they will take notice of him,
Who was the ornament of his time:
Then suddenly a great revelation will be made,
Which will make people of that century well pleased.

Five hundred years more from what? Perhaps the end of his legacy, foreseen here?

Century 1 Quatrain 48:

Vingt ans du regne de la Lune passez,
Sept mil ans autre tiendra sa monarchie:
Quand le Soleil prendra ses iours lassez,
Lors accomplit & mine ma prophetie.

When twenty years of the Moon’s reign have passed,
Another will take up its reign for 7,000 years:
When the exhausted Sun gathers up its days,
Then my prophecy and threats will be accomplished.

Nostradamus (1555) 1 Q48

This quatrain might clue us in to the length of the prophet’s legacy. Roussat believes the astrological lunar cycle mentioned above is that of 1535 to 1889. Twenty years after 1535 is Les Propheties publication day, 1555. This could extend Nostradamus’ chronicle of human history beyond the ninth millennium.

Then again, the Nostradamus controversy (whether he is a prophet or a practical joker) is approaching 454 years in running at the time of this blog’s creation, in May 2009, the same month in 1555 when he published the first three volumes of his ten volume set of quatrains as prophecies. Just another 46 years and we will be at the 500-year publication anniversary. On the other hand, perhaps the prophet meant his birthday back in 1503. That means 2003 was the advent window.

Who then is Nostradamus’ number one homey of hoary hocus with the most interpretive pocus? Yo, Nostradamus, say what?

All interpreters of Nostradamus like to play “Nostradamus says.” Because of this I’ve often formed my responses to the question “What does Nostradamus say…etc.?” on email, radio and TV with the caveat, “Nostradamus hasn’t said anything for a long time. He’s been dead for nearly 500 years. What is true is that I’m saying something according to my understanding of Nostradamus.”

I wish more latter-day diviners of the long-departed seer would take this line of discretion.

Beware of the interpreter’s ego. I always try to keep this in mind. Still, it would be redundant to tag “in my opinion” to every interpretation made, so let me say up front that anything I write about Nostradamus’ prophecies is my interpretation. I won’t hide behind the etheric cop-out that I’m “channeling” his ghost, some New Age angel, dolphin or space alien-leprechaun. If I get it wrong it is my fault, not someone or something else’s.

I am partial to the winner of the “most favored interpreter” label being the one whose interpretations gain strength over the coming half-century. The jury will warm the benches and make their call about 46 years from now.

I don’t think I’ll be alive to see it in this current corporeal form, but I can predict this. In my future reincarnation, I foresee a lot of people thinking I look like John Hogue, (see below).

John Hogue

(24 December 2009)

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On a break from filming the water ballet sequence from MGM's Neptune's Daughter, starring Esther Williams (squatting in the center). My mom is the third from the left.

Friends,
Hi, did you miss me? It has been awhile since I could bang out a blog for you. I have had to add nurse to my many Herculean labors. My 81.9-year-old mother fell ill the very day I finished my seven-week marathon conceiving, writing and producing Predictions for 2010. Seven weeks of 15-hour days notwithstanding, I had to Gurdjieff-girdle my loins, sizable adrenal pools of energy and subtle-body soul resources to take Mom to the hospital whilst running my seven ring circus and become her nurse in the recovery phase when she returned home a week later.

She is a former MGM dancer. Some of her dancing partners (if you are still hoofing it) might remember her by her maiden name, Irene Hall. The rest of you might have seen her frolicking with Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers in the Barkleys of Broadway (1949) or swimming in the famous water ballet of Esther Williams in Neptune’s Daughter (1949). If you are a real MGM musical fanatic, you might have the CD version of the latter and see my mother dancing to the wild and restored Coogat South American band number. She’s the cherry blonde goddess sliding on the glossy dance floor into the camera screaming deliciously.

It is a good thing she did all that dancing and swimming, because with two new stints in her heart — a great heart that will have spun 82 times around the sun’s orbital dancing circle on 2 January 2010 — is in pretty good condition and she is recovering rapidly.

THE ACCURACY THE LAST ALMANAC

As a Preface for the New Year

Although the temporal window for the Predictions for 2009 is half way through its final month, I am struck by the accuracy it has achieved. Near-100 percent accuracy on the world weather and climate change predictions. Many long-shot forecasts happened, such as the picking of an African American as the head of the very Caucasian-uploaded Republican Party. The US unemployment numbers above 10 percent for the end of 2009. The book fore-chronicled Obama’s positive few steps forward in foreign policy and his many steps backwards on a number of his economic and domestic experiments. My oracle in December 2008 saw him diplomatically rethink his economic strategies in December 2009 — as it turns out he is doing with plans for a new stimulus program the oracle had predicted. The strain of his change agenda not sprouting in tangible “do” was all carefully detailed before he was sworn into office. And yet, the promise of greatness, as I predicted, flickers yet and may alight in the future.

Sound outrageously impossible? You do not want to fondly recall Abraham Lincoln’s first year in office. It was a disaster. Far worse for what promises where not fulfilled (such as keeping the union together) than anything proffered and floundering in President Obama’s campaign wooing wish list seducing the American people. Yet, Lincoln eventually prevailed and now we think of him as one of the great presidents. Watch for Obama doing the same, with time

Those of you who have read Predictions for 2009 know it anticipated many surprising things, such as China’s economic Great Wall strategy, the rise of citizens in America and many other countries moving together to find solutions and jump start a green industrial revolution while governments stagnate, pontificate and ponder-pundit. The Obama administration mused on shovel-unready national recovery programs that the book foresaw were dead in the backhoe bucket before they were even legislated. Domestically grown jihadist terrorism did strike in November 2009 with Major Hasan’s shooting spree massacre at Fort Hood, Texas — small-scale with guns, not hijacked planes, as foreseen.

When I review Predictions for 2009 against the newly released Predictions for 2010, I experience them as two books in one. The first sets up many of the themes further evolving in the coming new year of 2010.

I would highly recommend that those of you who have not read Predictions for 2009 consider having a go at it. Its year is nearly finished but many of its predictions read like a foundation for what is coming in the volatile and altogether surprising wild car new year of 2010. I believe your understanding of the new decade coming will be much enriched by reading it.

So that you can be presciently enriched without losing monetary riches, I now offer Predictions for 2009 for only $6.26.

If you purchase it as a preface read for Predictions for 2010, you will be getting two fully illustrated 36,000-word ebooks of high quality, for a low price you will rarely see in book stores filled with trashed tree pulp paperbacks and hardbacks.

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Well Rudolph my red nosed Reindeer, Santa!

Kwanzaa my gift sock, Shaka Zulu!

Such a Hanukah deal!

Happy Holidays

John Hogue

(16 December 2009)