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Inspired by the research studies, involving this all-knowing flower, of my facebook friend, Judy Gosnell.
The writings of the mystic Nostradamus have traveled down through the centuries. Yet, how many have heard of the ancient prophecies of the great Nasturia-damus, prophet-queen of the Angiosperms?
Uncovered only recently by a trowel-wielding self-taught historian in a garden bed near you, these fragments of ancient wisdom speak to the ages.
Compare for yourself, only a few of the AMAZING SIMILARITIES between the quatrains of the prophets Nostradamus and Nasturia-damus.
(Nostradamus) Sitting alone at night in secret study; it is placed on the brass tripod. A slight flame comes out of the void, and makes true that which should not be believed in vain.
(Nasturia-damus) Sitting alone at night, beneath the bedroom window; they are planted in the great, sacred urn. A green shoot springs forth from the void, and makes true the belief in the cycle of life.
(Nostradamus) The wand in the hand is placed in the middle of the tripod’s legs. With water he sprinkles both the hem of his garment and his foot. A voice, fear: he trembles in his robes. Divine splendor; the God sits near.
(Nasturia-damus) The hose in the hand is placed in the middle of the urn. With water, she sprinkles both the base of the planter and her feet. A voice, fear: she trembles at the mud about her feet. Divine irritation: how will she get her shoes dry in time for the party?
(Nostradamus) When the litters are overturned by the whirlwind and faces are covered by cloaks, the new republic will be troubled by its people. At this time the reds and the whites will rule wrongly.
(Nasturia-damus) When the compost is overturned, into the middle of the newly seeded garden bed, and seeds are covered by clods, new plants will germinate. At this time the oranges and the greens will rule wisely and well.
(Nostradamus) At night they will think they have seen the sun, when they see the half pig man: Noise, screams, battles seen fought in the skies. The brute beasts will be heard to speak.
(Nasturia-damus) The brute beasts, that sleep beneath the peach and orange blossoms, shall cavort and call beneath the bedroom window of the house of the king and queen pig, in the hour of dawn, until the snoring boars are awakened and forced, bleary eyed, into the kitchen to find a can opener and can of cat food.
