Thread 40549780

This July 5th, Japan will pay its karmic debt collectively. Death, chaos, and destruction will soon befall Japan.

What will happen?

Japan shouldn't have a huge collective karmic debt. The biggest problem is animal abuse and the mechanized society.

Not OP, but here's the context surrounding July 5th and Japan.
1. A comic book called "私が見た未来", (roughly translated "The Future I've Seen"), published in 1999, predicted a big earthquake would happen in Japan in 2011, March 11.
2. The big Kanto Earthquake actually fucking happens in Japan on 2011, March 11 as the comic predicted, earthquake, tsunami and nuclear disaster and all.
3. The author of the comic relatively recently, (within the past few years or so), comes out and predicts an even bigger earthquake on 2025, July 5, 04:18 AM. Many Japanese paranormal-themed Youtube channels are still going apeshit over this. <Insert the "2 weeks" meme here>

Picrel is the comic book cover published in 1999. If you look closely, it actually does say "大災害は2011年3月", (roughly translated "Big disaster in March of 2011").
Me personally, I'm guessing nothing will happen. My experience is that when enough people are aware of a future psychic prediction with a specific date and time, somehow the psychic prediction just fails to play out. Feels to me like some hidden rule of the universe or something. I'm still stocking up on food and water and shit though.

>>40549837
It's all the yakitori being gobbled up by hoards of drunk salariman. The chickens will have their day.

>>40549780 (OP)
You are a Mazlem

>>40550080
>私が見た未来
>"Tsunami Dream" I saw when I was young

>As a bitter plan, I flipped through my dream diary, collected deja vu experiences and mysterious dreams, and drew two manga. At the end of some dreams, I took up the dream of a tsunami that I had when I was young as a worried dream...

>Even in spring, the temperature of "that year" in the dream was unstable, and small earthquakes were occurring here and there. One summer day, the tsunami approached with a roar, and I lost consciousness in the screams of the fleeing people... Even when I woke up, I couldn't forget it like a movie scene, and I had drafted it to present as a work, but I gave up because of the chill and nausea.