Only forty-five minutes from Broadway, think of the changes it brings;
For the short time it takes, what a difference it makes
In the ways of the people and things.
Oh! What a fine bunch of rubens--Oh! What a jay atmosphere;
They have whiskers like hay, and imagine Broadway
Only forty-five minutes from here.
You know, Agatha, when the fig tree is fruiting – summer/early autumn. The summer months in the Jewish calendar are Tammuz, Av, and Elul; and early autumn is Tishri. These months are equivalent to June, July, and August; and September in the Gregorian calendar.
What is the condition of the fig tree when fruiting? What I mean by condition is if the leaves are present or absent.
Was Jesus expecting the fig tree to have fruits when He cursed it? (Mark 11:12-14, 20-22; Matthew 21:18-20)
Fig trees.
Fig trees.
Perhaps in a prettier colour and typeface?
Fig trees. Nope. Maybe if I wrap it in "a cloak for to go invisible", as dear old Master Philip Henslowe put it.
Fig trees. Yes, that's
much better.
I must applaud you, PeaceCrusader. Under the polite subterfuge that other wonders, discoveries, and predictions somehow add formidable support to your central claim of imminent war, you continually tempt us to run here, there, and everywhere to research and debate the Babylonian exile, lunar calendars, newts, three-eyed babies, Sydney post office boxes, nonexistent Egyptian princesses, and myriad other oddities.
And all to distract us from the one indisputable point:
Your prophecy has already failed. The London 2012 Olympic Games were successfully held July 27-August 12, nuke-free.
You are wrong about the ancient dates of Passover. But even if you were right, it would not matter.
Your prophecy has already failed.
You are wrong that the creepy decrepit con artist Ka Apaz is the reincarnation of an Egyptian princess named Reneliniyindi. But even if you were right, it would not matter.
Your prophecy has already failed.
You are wrong that a deity suffering from a severe personality disorder sends earthquakes, tsunamis, droughts, famines, and flocks of dead birds to punish wicked humankind. But even if you were right, it would not matter.
Your prophecy has already failed.
You are wrong about the fundamental difference between a dead body and a live one. But even if you were right, it would not matter.
Your prophecy has already failed.
You are wrong that a supreme being who inhabits the heavens can change a skeptic into a newt. But even if this nonexistent divinity transformed every person on this Forum into eyes of newt, toes of frogs, and fillets of a fenny snake, then concocted a nauseating stew out of us, it would not matter.
Your prophecy has already failed.
You are wrong that the creepy decrepit con artist Ka Apaz serves as the chosen vessel for the pronouncements of Teh Holy Spook
TM (who is, incidentally, a figment of your imagination). But even if you were right, it would not matter.
Your prophecy has already failed.
Once the Paralympics scheduled to be held in London have been successfully concluded, what new event will you choose for the launch of nuclear warfare--the next series of cricket matches at Lords?
It does not matter which date you choose.
Your prophecy has already failed.