I’ll send you to this link, but I have my own reasons for knowing that the U.S. will be attacked soon. Many will see my reason as trivial, but hear me out and watch the movie , before making a decision on this . . . . .
I guess it’s possible that it could be that Iran will hit another part of the United States, but most likely, it’ll be New York again!
There’s a movie that’s being played on Cable TV that, and has been for months …. so far, it’s had an unseen impact; it’ll come. It’s not the movie so much, as it is the score of the music playing consistently, in the background of the movie.
The lyrics of this music, its uplifting melody, not just sticks-in-the-craw of Arabs, American or not, seeing it, hearing it, will elicit action – – – they hear only three words of the song – – – “THE NEW JERUSALEM”.
Following is the song’s lyrics; it presents New York as the New Jerusalem …. the new Holy Land, but it’s presented in the movie, as a women’s right’s issue. The Anti-Semitic-Arab sees not only the focus on money and success as the focus, but also the title of the movie “Working Girl” which means in “American Street Jargon” – “prostitute” ….. Arabs see purchasing the services of a prostitute as an honorable thing …… This, along with New York’s massive Jewish community will bring about another attack.
We’re coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.
Let the river run,
Let all the dreamers
Wake the nation.
Come, the New Jerusalem.
Silver cities rise,
The morning lights
The streets that meet them,
And sirens call them on
With a song.
It’s asking for the taking.
Trembling, shaking.
Oh, my heart is aching.
We’re coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.
We the great and small
Stand on a star
And blaze a trail of desire
Through the dark’ning dawn.
It’s asking for the taking.
Come run with me now,
The sky is the color of blue
You’ve never even seen
In the eyes of your lover.
Oh, my heart is aching.
We’re coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.
It’s asking for the taking.
Trembling, shaking.
Oh, my heart is aching.
We’re coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.
Let the river run,
Let all the dreamers
Wake the nation.
Come, the New Jerusalem.
The Arabs who hate the Jews, yet come to America cannot stand this thought and will hit us again soon.