Well, maybe. The verses are in such indirect, mystical language that you can interpret any of them to prove anything you want to prove. Leaning over backward to be charitable to the ancient seer, I once studied a hundred of his prognostications and ended with the following statistical summary: Three forecasts were correct, eighteen were incorrect, and the remaining seventy-nine were such dense gibberish that I simply didn't know what the old Frenchman was driving at. Not a very impressive record. Yet Nostradamus managed to make a name for himself in the world of prophecy -- a name that any modern oracle would love to equal.
Nostradamus wasn't often right, but he sure was often.
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