Naustrodamus
Naustrodamus as most people will already know was a man who lived many hundreds of years ago, he was a man of many talents, an expert fly-fisherman, a brewer of fine beer, a golden gloves boxer and could also see the future.
He made many predictions in his lifetime and many attempts have been made to correctly translate his prophecies, a difficult task as most of his predictions where made after consuming large volumes of his home brew.
But here finally you can read some of the most up to date and truthiest translations, keep in mind that this is a work in progress as to correctly understand the words of this master it was necessary for me to consume very large amounts of very strong spirits.
I the Prophet Bentaz do this not for my self but purely so that I can help you to understand better how much Naustrodamus could see of the rise of our one true religion…… BENTISM!
Through discord in the absence to fail,
One suddenly will put him back on top:
Towards the North will be noises so loud,
Lesions, points to travel, above.
1558
WE WILL NOT FAIL.
WE WILL PUT GOD BACK ON TOP.
WE WILL NOT KEEP QUIET.
WE WILL SPREAD THE TRUTH.
The modest request will be received,
They will be driven out and then restored on top:
The Great Great woman will be found content,
Blind ones, deaf ones will be put uppermost.
1560
YOU WILL SEE WE SPEAK THE TRUTH.
WE MAY LOOSE BATTLES, WE WILL STILL WIN THE WAR.
WE WILL MAKE GOD HAPPY.
WE WILL CREATE EQUALITY FOR ALL.
The hidden desire for the good will succeed,
Religion, peace, love and concord:
The nuptial song will not be completely in accord,
The high ones, who are low, and high, put to the rope.
1562
YOU WILL SEE THE TRUTH IN OUR WORK.
GOD, LOVE, PEACE AND EQUALITY WILL REIN.
WE DO NOT HAVE TO AGREE.
YOUR LACK OF ACCEPTANCE WILL BE YOUR DOWN FALL.
A man will be charged with the destruction
of temples and sects, altered by fantasy.
He will harm the rocks rather than the living,
ears filled with ornate speeches.
THE PROPHET BENTAZ WILL RESTORE GODS TRUE GLORY BY FREEING THE PEOPLE OF THE OPPRESSION AND FANTASY OF DOGMATIC ORGONISED RELIGION.
HE WILL NOT HARM THE BIGOTS, BUT WILL DESTROY THE FOUNDATIONS OF THEIR BIGOTRY.
HIS TEACHINGS WILL OUT-SHINE THEIR FLOWERY YET FALSE SPEACHES.
Temples consecrated in the original Roman manner,
They will reject the excess foundations,
Taking their first and humane laws,
Chasing, though not entirely, the cult of saints.
YOUR TEMPLES AND CHURCHES WILL BE REJECTED, WITH THEIR FOUNDATIONS OF HATE AND OPPRESSION.
THE LAWS OF LOVE AND ACCEPTANCE WILL BE RESTORED.
YOUR CHURCHES WILL SURVIVE, BUT THEY WILL BE HOUNDED BY THE BURNING TRUTH.
The divine word will be struck from the sky,
One who cannot proceed any further:
The secret closed up with the revelation,
Such that they will march over and ahead.
THE GLORY OF GOD COMES NOT FROM YOUR DEAD BOOK, BUT FROM THE LIGHT OF LIFE.
YOUR OWN HATEFUL TEACHING WILL STOP YOU.
YOUR SECRETS AND YOUR FALSE REVELATIONS.
THE MARCH OF TRUTH CANNOT BE STOPPED.
The divine word will give to the sustenance,
Including heaven, earth, gold hidden in the mystic milk:
Body, soul, spirit having all power,
As much under its feet as the Heavenly see.
ONLY THE TRUTH CAN SUSTAIN YOU.
IT IS IN EVERYTHING, NOT HIDDEN IN YOUR MYSTIC MILK.
THE TRUTH OF BODY, SOUL, SPIRIT, ALL POWERFUL.THE TRUTH IS ABOVE AND BELOW YOU.
Naustrodarmis
foretold the coming of
Bentism
Translated by the
Prophet Bentaz
Yeah and there was shit loads more, but hey, you get the drift!
"See you pedo's later, I'm joining the Church of Bentism"
- Pope Benedict.
DANCING IN THE RAIN
There is a place I like to go
to spend time with god
amongst the trees and birds I go
a stomping natures sod
I live a simple bentist life
And I leave god alone
I like to sort my own shit out
God gave me a backbone
I don’t pray or whinge and sook
God gave me my own brain
I praise god in the nude
By dancing in the rain
I praise god my own way
It doesn’t cost a buck
Coz god don’t need my money
He couldn’t give a fuck
He couldn’t care if your black
Or if you are a duck
He doesn’t care if your straight
He don’t care if your gay
Because god created everything
In its own special way
And I don’t wait for jesus
I’m with god every day
So you can take your bible
And stick it where it fits
Because whinging fuckin Christians
They give god the shits
God doesn’t want me to live
A life of guilt and pain
So I praise god every night
Dancing nude in the rain
I like to leave god alone
And he dose me the same
And I don’t fuckin whinge at him
When my life brings me pain
Yes, I can sort my own shit out
God gave me my own brain
I like to go a stomping
Out in natures way
That’s how I get close to god
Get closer every day
I love the birds, the trees, the bugs
We’re all here under god
So I praise him by dancing nude
In the rain on the sod
And I’m not gunna whinge bout life
No, I’ll leave that to you
Coz I’ve met me some Christians
And that’s all they seem to do
They love to get down on their knees
And pray to what’s not true
But I’ll be busy dancing
And singing in the rain
And I can sort out my own life
Coz god gave me a brain
And I can deal with my own shit
Coz god gave me a spine
No, I ain’t gunna bother god
Coz my problems are mine
I’ll go dancing in the rain
And I will be just fine
God don’t really give a shit
If your black or white
And he don’t care if your rich
It doesn’t make you right
And I wont turn the other cheek
If you come start a fight
Gods on my side, I’ll kick your ass
Then dance right through the night
And I wont wait for jesus
I’ll walk with god through the trees
So you can stick your bible
Where it wont catch the breeze
Coz I stand tall amongst god
While your down on your knees
The Prophet Bentaz