What does that mean?
How does the future prove the past?
It doesn’t make sense because it is not logical. In fact the reverse is generally the truth everyone knows. For instance the September storms tend to follow the paths of September storms, so that someone with an idea about meteorology would understand how these things occur.
But what if unbelievable stories were being told to you?
When would you stop believing them?
Let us imagine that nobody has access to the Holy Spirit. Just as if god does not exist. How would anyone understand the events of 11 September 2001. That on a “clear blue sky” day the contents of the three towers of the New York Port Authority would just evaporate into the sky and disappear completely, Lock, Stock, Barrel and numerous Fire Fighters. Would that be considered “Natural”?
“An Act of God”?
How could anybody be that stupid how could everybody be “so daft”?
Sadly events of 9/11 are not easy to find. But we have several examples of Tropical storms entering the North Atlantic; http://www.woksat.info/etcwhasxx/asxx14082900.html
In fact if you follow this track of the developing storm from this page through to the next month, you can see how it develops. https://groups.google.com/forum/?hl=en-GB#!topic/uk.sci.weather/7VidsbwCnQM
What tends to happen of course, is that because it is no longer High Summer we have a substantially long lasting Anticyclone that inexplicably lasts forever, despite the ridiculous weather, whether or not anyone believes me. Aficionados of the immutable Weatherlawyer will of course be waiting for the denouement.
Watching every motion
In this foolish weather game
On this Blocked Atlantic
Five Eyes seeing nothing, know no shame
Turning and returning
To some secret place they hide
Watching in slow motion
Anomalies turn round and stay
Take this wind away
Who the bloody hell took this wind away?
Was this an act of god. And is the resulting eruption a sign that he is upset about something?
https://www.theatlantic.com/photo/2014/12/2014-the-year-in-volcanic-activity/100873/
Watching, I keep waiting
Still anticipating a shove
Watch it hesitating
To become the heated stones
Turning and returning
Cry out from a secret place
Watching in slow motion
As I turn around and say
“Blow that czjd away”
You can can see it coming
Thundering in wonder
The planet ripped asunder
When the mirror crashed it all went splash
and no one heard me say
If only for today
I am afraid
Take that stuff away
BOOM BOOM!
