SO—— A NEW YEAR IN THE ROMAN CALENDAR— WHAT LIES AHEAD???

 WE ENTER THE YEAR 2025 IN THE ROMAN CALENDAR——

WE MAY WONDER WHAT LIES AHEAD, WHAT THE YEAR MAY UNFOLD.

CERTAINLY BIG QUESTIONS MAY COME TO MIND.

WHAT WILL HAPPEN IN GAZA?

WHAT WILL HAPPEN IN SYRIA?

WHAT WILL HAPPEN IN IRAN AND OTHER NATIONS OF THE MIDDLE EAST?

WHAT WILL HAPPEN IN THE WAR BETWEEN UKRAINE AND RUSSIA?

WHAT WILL HAPPEN ECONOMICALLY BETWEEN CHINA AND THE USA?

WHAT WILL DONALD TRUMP DO AND TRY TO DO? HOW MANY OF HIS PLANS WILL HE MANAGER TO BRING TO PASS; LAST TIME IN POWER HE MANAGED TO ONLY FULFIL ABOUT 50% OF HIS PLANS AND DESIRES.

WHHAT WILL OTHER NATIONS  DO TO COUNTER TRUMP'S DESIRE TO MAKE AMERICA GREAT TO THE DETRIMENT OF OTHER NATIONS?

HOW WILL THE HORRENDOUS WEATHER PATTERNS PLAY OUT FOR THE USA IN 2025?

WHAT WILL THE NATIONS DO TO CONTROL GLOBAL WARMING AND CLIMATE CHANGE? WHAT WILL  BE THE DEMAND AND INFLUENCE FROM NATIONS OR PARTS OF NATIONS ALREADY EFFECTED BY CLIMATE CHANGE?

WHAT WILL BE THE MEDICAL BREAKTHROUGHS THAT WILL SERVE AND HELP PEOPLE AROUND THE WORLD?

WILL CANCERS FINALLY BE ON THE OUT FROM MODERN TECHNOLOGY?

WILL THE HOUSING CRICIS BE CONQUERED IN THE WESTERN WORLD?

WILL THE AI WORLD GO FORTH FOR BETTERMENT AND UNDER CONTROL?

WHAT NEW INVENTIONS LARGE OR SMALL WILL COME FORTH IN 2025?

THE QUESTIONS ARE ENDLESS!

WILL CHRISTIAN RELIGION MEET THE CHALLENGES OF A COMPLICATED WORLD?

THE FAMOUS ENGLISH POET WILLIAM BLAKE, KNEW THERE WAS AN OLD LEGEND THAT THE YOUNG JESUS THE CHRIST ONCE WALKED UPON ENGLAND'S GREEN AND PLEASANT LAND. HE KNEW THAT TRUE CHRISTIANITY WOULD GO FORTH, NEVER STOP, MOVE IN  THE RIGHTEOUS WAYS OF GOD, AND WHAT JERUSALEM STOOD FOR WOULD BE BUILT IN ENGLAND, AND IN ALL THE  WORLD.

IT IS STILL OUR HOPE; IT IS A PROPHECY FROM THE BIBLE; AND IN 2025 IT WILL CONTINUE TO MOVE FORWARD TO EVENTUAL FRUITION.

Jerusalem 

BY WILLIAM BLAKE

And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen? 

And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark Satanic mills? 

Bring me my bow of burning gold:
Bring me my arrows of desire:
Bring me my spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire. 

I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land.