It never seems to be the right time, and it always seems an odd thing, to state one’s powers of clairvoyance, but I can see for miles.
One hesitates to mention this because prescience of this kind and degree is usually tied to negative previews and dark forebodings bubbling up, seeping out, bilious lava floes from volcanic crevasses. (Yuck.)
What can I forecast?
Death (by misadventure), unfortunately.
Insults, personal slights, betrayals, back-stabbings, sunderings of relationships, with unerring accuracy.
What is this like/how does it feel?
Since these are not around-the-corner views, but straight-on sightings and face-slaps (one just happened and still smarts), the answer to the question is basically lousy, but clairvoyance is a gift-horse nonetheless.
Note: This blog was suggested, in part, by recently reading Pete Townshend’s autobiography, Who I Am. It isn’t bad and its disappointments mainly arise in the area of over-editing. Pete is such a voluble soul that it’s best to hear him out at length, fully and completely. Incidentally, like most attentive and effective lawyers, I also anticipate & can accurately project, predict and time acts of personal and business dishonesty. But this is trivial compared to the Main Event. Unfortunately, I am unable to foresee stock market activity or horse race results.
I Can See For Miles: The Who (Link)
