So my friend,
My dear old friend,
I hate to say,
But this is the end.
The years of yore,
Some telling signs they bore.
Signs that foretold
Of what was forevermore.
Of the worshipers of gore,
There were those who the Sun adored,
And others still who by Saturn swore.
Betwixt them they left a gaping sore!
Today,
Be it Saturn’s day,
Or be it Sun’s play,
Who can say!
Yet must we fight
A bloody hell fright,
Trapped in this plight,
Caught ‘tween their might.
-Iliad A. Terra
Hal
Remember the late Arthur C. Clarke’s prescient 2010: Odyssey Two?
Now examine Saturn’s unexplained phenomena on the eve of impending year 2012
While Saturn has developed foreboding aural rings, it’s noteworthy to consider that our Sun is inexplicably cooling off, as if rapidly, inexorably dying!
…The minimum Sun, longer span with no sweet spots as of couple summers afore
