R.E.M. might be on to something...On December 21 2012, Nostradamus, the same man who foresaw 9/11 (amongst other world disasters that occurred), has predicted that the world is going to end. I’m usually a skeptic who would not normally entrust my life decisions in a little man dressed as a leprechaun (for some reason the image of a leprechaun always pops into my head when thinking about Nostradamus – I could just picture him sitting at one end of a rainbow with his feet up on a pot of gold, smoking a pipe, and making up these life altering incidents that coincidentally come true), but in recent months/years, there have been a number of natural and unnatural disasters occurring; and although not all of Nostradamus’ predictions do come true, a good number of the big ones have - this ultimately leads me to the belief that this little leprechaun might be onto something.
I don’t believe there are aliens who beam people up to space and probe them while they are sleeping, but I do believe that there could possibly be other life forms out there in this world. I read an interesting article this morning about a group of astronomers who discovered an earth-like planet that is 3x the size of our earth, which could possibly be livable for humans. If this planet could possibly be human friendly, then there are definitely other life-forms that are already living and surviving there. I believe in the supernatural…to an extent. While I don’t believe people can fly or shoot lasers out of their fingernails, I do believe that some people have somewhat of a 6th sense - no, I don’t think they can see dead people, but I do think they can sense their spirits.
Sometimes I feel as though we are all in the Truman Show and life is one big movie that god (or Stephen Spielberg) is directing. I believe that everything happens for a reason and if you try to change the path that this “director” has chosen for you, it may or may not work out; so it’s important to just live your life (thanks Rihanna) how you want to. Be responsible, but make sure to take risks and live with no regrets because you never know when it will be cut short; whether it be by terminal illness or a prediction formulated by a prophet dressed like a leprechaun.
