Psychic Numbers
I have started to read and watch more about living and dying and all of the different views people have and have come to the conclusion that you need to try to evaluate each situation or opinion as you find them. How do you possibly wade through the mountains of information being served up and who do you find making sense of a topic which to some people makes no sense at all?
You find someone saying something interesting and you hit the like button and before you know it, they’re trying to sell you something and you feel stupid, but anyway I hit delete and press on. I’ve noticed lately that some are starting to use the AI content creators, how do you know, actually quite easy, suddenly their content has become more intelligent than the less intelligent but more honest content they shared before and none of it is new, it’s reshared form previous information that’s been fed in. These are the people who claim they’re ‘authentic’, how when you are serving up someone else’s old stuff can you claim to be authentic I ask? Are these are the new snake oil salespeople.
Tonight’s blog is brought to you from the kitchen table where I’m sitting up to stop the cough which may be my third round of Covid, though nothing testing positive yet. I want to tell you about something that has happened over the last three days that seems to stretch coincidence to its limit. I sure you have heard of the number sequences that they say if you keep seeing it is a spirit trying to contact you, 1.11, 11.11, 2.22 etc and Julie was a believer in these numbers. Before I start you need to know that for two years almost, Julie had to sit on the couch most of the time and each night we would sit together and watch TV and talk about old times and how much we felt like one person, I am famous for having Julie’s pains for and with her, but that’s gone now but since her passing the most comfortable place for me when I’m feeling down is on that couch and I put a pillow where she sat and I feel calm and protected. Well on Tuesday night, I went to bed at about 11.30pm and was awoken later with a strong feeling to go downstairs and get a cup of tea and a biscuit and when I looked at my phone it was 1.11am. Didn’t think too much of it at the time but then on Wednesday the exact same thing happened, 1.11am. This time I did think this is a bit of a coincidence, so had the tea and biscuit then felt a strong presence in the room. Thursday morning I started to feel tired and developed a cough so it was almost 1am before I fell asleep, only to be awoken some time later with the same feeling of go down to the couch and get a drink, I looked at the phone and it was 2.22am, so down I went and made a drink and started to talk to Julie about these recurring numbers, but I was so tired I nodded off on the couch with my head on her cushion. Suddenly I got one of those body twitches you get for no apparent reason and woke up with a shock. Better go back to bed, so picked up my phone and guess what 3.33am. This may have seemed more important at the time but my head needed to hit the big pillow. Today I worked from home as usual and it was getting later in the day and I suddenly felt that it was time to shut down the laptop for the day and have a lie down on the couch, which I put down to having a fairly sleepless night. Again, I picked up my phone to go and the time flashed up 4.44pm! I’m willing to believe in coincidence up to a point but this is too much. The question is what to do with this information?
One more thing, Julie was known for her tea drinking and my daughter has a tattoo of a cup of tea in Julie’s memory so I can see a valid link there too. I’m also ok with being told to sit down and have a drink and some biscuits.
Looks like this weekends research will be on psychic numbers.