Jake Gentry

 We experience change everyday in -- the behavior and consciousness of humanity, the decline of outdated paradigms: the church and its power to play god and dictate doctrine, global climate changes, technologies that allow us to access information and create our own patterns and predictions, and more. Nothing remains the same. Everything is evolving in the alchemy and consciousness of time. Nostradamus was an alchemist, not in the sense of turning lead into gold, but in returning consciousness to what some call a "Golden Age" where we move from the energies of the physically driven lower frequencies (male) to the return of consciousness to higher frequencies of though (female). This view is clearly depicted in the final images of "The Lost Book of Nostradamus."

There has been an exclusive investigation into how the manuscript, believed to have been written by Nostradamus, ended up in Italy's National Library in Rome. The book, stumbled upon by an Italian journalist, contains a ds

Nostradamus scrambled both the meaning and the order of his quatrains and the images in the manuscript, so that humanity was ready to decode them. That time is now.

Whether or not you believe Nostradamus created the images in the manuscript, had someone draw them for him, overall they are a catharsis of the history of the human experiment, closing with its final rebirth.

There are those who link the images with the quatrains. I found several parallels, but nothing definitive.

Reality, the human experiment in linear time and emotion, is created by design. Nostradamus' 1,000 Quatrains are loosely documented patterns that fit the time frame one is experiencing, as if a virtual reality experience. Patterns or archetypes that help explain reality and through which our minds process what it is experiencing in the grids of creation. The patterns are timeless, seamless, and repeat in cycles. These patterns are bisynchronous - they remain stationary as your consciousness flowing through them, streaming consciousness, allowing one to experience many realities at the same time.

 

Yelling and Beating
Hating and Fearing
Things left unsaid
Problems left unsolved
Love lost
Depression gained
Your destruction is pending
Your life is soon ending

The end is far
As you watch a shooting star
The end is close
So live it to the most
The end is near
Everybody is hiding in fear
The end is here
Are you proud of the choices you made?

This past year I have been through alot of pain and tears.I have been losing friends left and right.I dont know if they were my real friends to begin with or they were just using me.To make things worse, I have had 3 people die in one year.My Great Grandma,My Aunt, and My BestFriend.My great grandma died of old age.But my aunt had gotten cancer.She had it for 3 years.I think.When she was put on the kimo, she started to lose her hair more and more until it was all gone.Then she started to get really sick and when she went to the doctors she was tolf she only had months to live.So when she was feeling like she was getting closer to dying, she said she wanted to see me and my brother one last time.So when I went to my dads house on thursday and spent the night.Early the next day the got our stuff packed in the car and as we were pulling out of the drive way we got a phone call.My aunt had passed away just before eight.But we decided to still go up there to give my other aunt support.On Sunday we when home and my dad dropped me off at my moms.The thing that destroyed me the most was the loss of my bestfriend.He had a bad father that used to beat him.So he would cough up blood and that tears up your insides.He kept getting worse and worse until finally he died.But I felt like it was my fault because i had moved and I couldnt go to see him anymore.But when they went to the hospital, they said it would cost 5,000 just to put him in a bed and fix him up.Since then I have never had a bestfriend.At one point I tried to go with him but in the end i couldnt.Im a screw up.Nothing I ever say or do will be right.EVERYTHINGS WRONG.I cant take this anymore.

All of my blogs are real.I have written them.They are either past events that have taken place in my life or things that I believe in.I dont steal other peoples writing and I would appreciate it if you didnt steal mine.If you want to use it for something, ask first.

My definition of love would be when you always want to be together, and when you're not, you're thinking about being together because you need that person; and without them, your life feels incomplete. It's when you trust the other with your life; and when you would do anything for each other. When you love someone, you want nothing more than for them to be really happy- no matter what it takes because their needs come before your own. It's when they're the last thing you think about before you go to sleep- and when they're the first thing you think of when you wake up. Love is giving someone the power to destroy you, and trusting them not to. When they're with you, your heart races. When they touch you, you get butterflies in your stomach. When you kiss, it just takes your breath away. It's when you can't get the smile off your face; and you feel like you've been touched by an angel. You look down on everybody else because you think that they can't possibly feel what you're feeling. Love is miraculous, and when you find it, don't let it go.

I have no clue where to begin.After searching my whole life I found my purpose, my reason to live.You are the one person in this whole world that I have fallen in love with.After meeting people after people i realized none of them matter.I need you in order to live.You have my heart.If I could choose one person that I had to be with the rest of my life I would choose you.I will always be there for you.Through all of our fights, I will never stop loving you.If you were to hold a gun to my head and tell me to go away I wouldnt move.I would just stand there  with tears rolling down my cheeks.I'll never leave you.When I hugged you I promised to never let go.I love the way you smile.The sound of your voice can make me happy no matter what kind of mood I am in, depressed,catalyzed, or angry.You take most of the pain out of me but if you take it all the love will no longer exist.You help me through my problems.You are the only face I will ever love.I came close to killing myself but your love saved my life.If I could I would ask you to marry me right now.I have so much more but it is hard for me to put my feelings for you into words.Id sell my soul to be with you.

 I woke up at 3:09 with a hangover.I sit up and rub my eyes.I get out of bed and walk over to bathroom.I close the door and look at myself in the mirror.I had no shirt on so you could see all the bruises on my body.My eyes were blood shot  and I couldnt see straight.I close the toilet lid and sit down.I reach into my pocket and grab a cigerette, light it and begin to smoke.After I am done I sit up and turn the shower on.I begin to undress then I step into the shower.As the cold water hits my chest the water rolls down my body and wakes me up.I finish up my shower and walk into my bedroom.I open my closet, grab clothes and begin to dress.I walk over to my desk and sit down.I turn the computer on and check to see if I got any messages.My phone rings and I answer it.I hear a voice "Are we still on for tonite?" I said yeah.I look around on the computer till 5:30.I turn the computer off and walk outside as my friend pulls up.We pop some pills and then we decide to go for a walk.As we are walking we notice that there are cops everywhere and so my friend decides to be a dumb ass.He walks into a store and shoplifts some more pills.Then after we get out of the store we decide to go get some food.We eat then go back to his house.We wondered around for an hour or so then we sat down and listened to some music but apparently it was to loud.But it wasnt his neighbors are just fucking assholes.The ended up calling the cops so he got escorted back to his house and i go escorted to mine.Lucky for us we had dropped the pills at the house before we went wondering.I got home and out of nowhere I fall to my knees and being to cough.I fall onto the ground.I woke up with a bloody lip and a headache.

The darkest souls are not those which choose to exist within the hell of the abyss, but those which choose to break free from the abyss and move silently among us.

 We live in the age of prophecy, technology and spiritual evolution. To that end, when major changes occur in our physical reality, people seek answers, in the physical and beyond, generally guided to the cryptic predictions of sixteenth century psychic and healer Nostradamus.