THE PROPHESIES of the Argentine artist Benjamin Solari Parravicini have gained notoriety in the wake of alleged mystical predictions about topics such as the JFK assassination, the attacks on the Twin Towers in 2001, the 2011 Japanese tsunami and Fukushima disaster and even the presidency of Cristina Kirchner in Argentina.
Recently, a new video has been posted on the web that analyses a ‘psychographic’ illustration (below) that the artist drew 40 years ago in 1972, which seems to symbolically describe many of the elements of the upcoming 2012 London Olympics, which begins next month…
“Fire, famine, pestilence, death—the bell echoes the righteous who approaches the world, even more so the world does not hear or see. Comes the darkness of the dragon that seemed asleep. Comes the terror of the bear that pretended love and brotherhood. Comes humble Democrat that never was, and comes with it poverty without shelter, and with all the explosions and disintegration. Comes the dark and then light (in) the South! And the cross!”
IN PARRAVICINI’S 1972 drawing, the figure of ‘the Grim Reaper’ (complete with scythe) seems to match the boundary of the Olympic Park. The character holds what looks like a torch (the Olympic torch?) in his hand, and above him is a bell, which could refer to the large 27 ton bell specially commissioned for the opening ceremony of the event. The bell has a very obvious ‘J’ and cross inscribed on it—a reference to the Zionist’s ‘New Jerusalem’?
There is also a ‘caduceus’ (the image of a snake wrapped around a staff), which bears a striking resemblance to architect Anish Kapoor’s Olympic Orbit statue—designed to be a symbol of the Games.
A VERSION of The Clash song, London Calling, was approved by the IOC, to be used as part of the countdown coverage to the 2012 Olympics. Interesting choice:
The ice age is coming, the sun’s zooming in. Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin. Engines stop running, but I have no fear ‘Cause London is drowning, and I live by the river..
London calling to the imitation zone. Forget it, brother, you can go it alone. London calling to the zombies of death. Quit holding out, and draw another breath. London calling, and I don’t wanna shout, but while we were talking, I saw you nodding out.
The ice age is coming, the sun’s zooming in, engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin. A nuclear error, but I have no fear, ’cause London is drowning, and I live by the river..
Now get this:
London calling, yes, I was there, too. An’ you know what they said? Well, some of it was true! London calling at the top of the dial. After all this, won’t you give me a smile? London calling..
I never felt so much alike [fading] alike alike alike…