Visions Of Your Future

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Gaze Into My Crystal Ball…

Something happened a couple of days ago that jarred my memory, yet again, and made me think of something that someone told me. I really wish I could remember who it was that told me what I’m about to tell you, I want to give credit where credit is due, but alas, I can’t remember who it was. Oh well, suffice it to say, it was something that I heard from someone back in high school.

What this guy told was so profound, and so true, that I would say it’s damn near prophetic. What I’m about to tell you Men, if you heed it and understand it, you will literally be able to see into the future. I’m not kidding.

Here’s the prophecy:

The girl you are with now? Want to know what she will look like in ten years? Look at her mother.

Like I said, I remember hearing this when I was a young lad back in high school. For some strange reason it stuck in my head, to this very day.

I remember the first time I thought about this little gem, I was eighteen and was dating a sixteen year old girl. She was sexy, cute, funny, and yes, she had a gorgeous body. She was my first “real” girlfriend, and she was my first sexual experience. She also ended up being my oneitis.

I remember one day while I was sitting with her, I looked over at her mother. Out of shape, fat, all sorts of health problems. It was all there. I remember thinking to myself, “god I hope that doesn’t happen to my girl.”

Fast forward 25 years…

I ran into that old girlfriend in 2015, not too long after I got divorced. We got caught up on each other’s lives. And guess what?

She turned out looking exactly like her mother.

Let’s move on to more recent times shall we?

My ex-wife had two girls from her first marriage. Those girls lived with their father. When I met and married my ex-wife, these girls were teenagers. The oldest one was 16 when I met her and she had just received her drivers license. She would come around occasionally to show off her driving skills and her car that she busted her ass to earn. She looked almost exactly like her mother. By that I mean facially. Her eyes, nose, teeth, smile, hair color, all of it. It was so uncanny because her father was literally not in her, at least not physically. She was definitely her mother’s daughter. If either she had been older, or her mother been younger, they could have passed off as sisters instead of mother and daughter. They could have almost been identical twins.

The years go by, I get divorced, and I haven’t talked to my ex-wife in a few years, and the same could be said about her daughters. Well, just a couple of months ago, the oldest daughter contacted me on Facebook. I have nothing against her. What happened between me and her mother had nothing to do with her, so we chatted for about an hour or so. I learned that she was in the military, had been married and divorced twice, and had two children of her own. Two girls. If memory serves me correctly, she’s either 28 now or 29.

I saw pictures of her on Facebook the other day. Not just headshots, but full body shots. Can you guess who she looks like now?

If you said her mother, you would be absolutely correct.

When I looked at her, it was like seeing what her mother looked like when she would have been 28 or 29. It was so eerie that it gave me goosebumps. Not only the physicality, yes the oldest daughter has put on a bunch of weight, just like her mother, but even the amount of tattoos. She almost as tatted up as her mother.

You need to understand something.

The oldest daughter and her mother had a falling out about a year before I filed for divorce. They hadn’t spoke in a long time. The oldest hadn’t seen her mother in years until she got her drivers license. There’s a lot of history and details going on here that I’m not going to go into. Suffice it to say, there’s issues between mom and the oldest. When the oldest and I talked not too long ago, she asked me if I had talked to my ex, her mother. I told her I hadn’t talked to her in almost three years. She said that it had been almost as long for her.

Their issues are so bad and run so deep, my ex-wife, her mother, hasn’t even seen or met her grandchildren. She knows of them, she knows they exist, but she hasn’t met them or talked to them or held them in her arms. She literally knows nothing about them. And that’s the way that the oldest daughter wants to keep it.

When I was back in college studying psychology, the big emphasis was the Nurture side of things in the equation of Nature vs Nurture. Nature was acknowledged, but was more or less summarily dismissed as not being as important as Nurture.

When I saw those photos the other day, when it gave me chills, it’s because Nature was showing up. I can’t scientifically prove it beyond a reasonable doubt, but I know what I saw and I know what I know.

The oldest is going down the exact same road as her mother. Same mistakes in men. Same mistakes in marriage. Same mistakes in body modification. She even has the same temperment, outlook on life, and mannerisms as her mother. And yet she hardly knows her mother. She barely interacted with her mother growing up. Her mom and dad got divorced when she was young, like 7 or 8, and her mother had little interaction with her after the divorce.

She has the same tonality as her mother. She even uses phrases that her mother used. And she never heard her mother say them.

History repeats itself indeed.

Guys, want to know what your girl is going to look like in ten years? Look at her mother.

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