Synchronicity log for 2018


Today kept the same exact basic feel/pattern/variation of incidents but lesser overall activity, without yesterday's periods of moderate to severe uptick, etc.

Morning saw the same scattered super-subtle activity, few reading numbers and recurrences and minor subtle echoes like I've been seeing. One standout recurrence:

> It started with a series of several vague but distinct and 100% objective/traceable thoughts I had soon after getting up today: first of how I'd forgotten to put out my lavender oil napkin in the night, and how I did indeed seem to sleep worse without it, suggesting that it's as effective at inducing sleep as I've suspected; then, soon after, while debating whether to try eating the bee pollen again and weighing the merits of potentially wrecking the new diet while balancing simple enjoyment of food, I ended up thinking about how my cravings and desires for it were mostly in my head/psychological, etc, a subconscious ingrained desire to be "treated" is how I thought of it specifically if I remember right; and then, soon after that as a matter of course, I started thinking about how the new keto diet is indeed pretty restrictive in that you can't break it even for one treat-type carb-containing meal without it potentially derailing the whole metabolic shift -- and then, about two hours or so later when I read the day's after-chore random freebie magazine, it was either the very first page or one of them that had not only a few little paragraph-long (previously unadvertised, offhand, as is always the case with these) mentions that addressed not only 1) how lavender aromatherapy has been scientificially proven to induce sleep, and 2) a little article about a study showing how American women tend to crave sweets and "treat"-type food during PMS purely as a mental response induced by culture/psychology, etc and 3) an article about the keto diet, which specifically mentioned how "restrictive" it was, that term exactly -- but all three were on the very same page, as to be this sort of collective super-echo, ha ha.

Lunch: started with yet another 100% patternistic greeter-plate upon my pulling up to the coffee shop, a 703-van again parked directly where I had to walk past, with its plate angled so that it was "staring" at me immediately upon my walking through the parking lot. From there, lunchtime reading saw more of those scattered, super-subtle but fully objective reading/thought/event-type echoes, probably ~dozen overall today again. One example: when I resumed reading the book and changed it from one hand to the other and shifted my position, during which I caught myself tensing my right side in that bad way I've been trying to break myself of, thus causing me to think something like "ribcage/side muscles/relax chest and ribs" -- precisely as I came to "ribs" randomly/singularly in the book, this among a cluster of several other in quick succession just after I started reading, as I've seen several times before.

Numbers were pretty sedate today overall, again exclusively after-lunch, but today never really progressing beyond scattered low-key 37-plates in traffic and such. Two notable ones I got down:

> Another 100% patternistic "very first plate after lunch upon getting back on the road being a conspicuous 37," this time when I went to pull from the parking lot and had to wait a couple seconds for an oncoming truck to pass, after which I pulled immediately behind it, only to be greeted/flashed with its 713-plate, and this again in that distinctly patternistic "intelligently orchestrated" timing/logistical precision, with the truck coming *just fast enough* that I had to wait for it to pass, and my turning out *just at the right angle* for the plate to so dynamically "greet" me, ha ha.

> Another cute little "litter-receipt"-type one, again just a random gas receipt that I picked up outside the library on the way to the car and, upon doing so, was "greeted" with the line "GALLONS: 23.77" right at the top, and with the receipt again folded *just so* that this line was at the very top and directly in my line of sight, as is the case with so many of these. Had several other subtle-but-patternistic ones like this today from what I remember.

Had a couple stray thought/event/radio-type echoes this afternoon, but only these, with only a couple very brief little periods of that "all-inclusive synchronistic background-static"-type activity that I saw so much of yesterday. Few standouts/examples:

> Really cool one at the library, beginning when I Noticed this random book about Iran sitting out among the freebie magazines and was Compelled to pick it up and open it to a random page, which happened to be one headlined "OF FAITH IN GOD" -- precisely as, from the checkout desk nearby, a patron said to the librarian something about "religious books," and this corresponding absolutely perfectly with my totally random page-turn and my registering the resulting headline text as it "greeted" me, again fuzzily and non-literally but definitely precise in underlying sentiment, and no less ridiculously surreal for it

> A very similar one at the appointment later, when I was reading the random magazine there and turned to a page headlined "THE SIMPLE PLEASURES OF RETURNING TO YOUR ROOTS" precisely as the nurse said randomly to another patient, "Back to the good old days," and this when she was across the room from me and facing away from my upheld magazine as to rule out any remote chance of her being even subconsciously cued, etc, and all perfectly timed

> A little sudden cluster of super-subtle "incidental" echoes just before getting home, I think 3-4 within the span of a single song on the radio, first when it randomly sang out "swing" precisely as I watched a car directly in front of me in the parking lot make an exagerrated, sudden, conspicuous sharp U-turn, thus "swinging" around conspicuously and perfectly timed, and again echoing my instantaneous perception and registering-thought of it. Then, seconds later, the radio singing "twist" precisely as I registered this random dragonfly as it flew up past my windshield in a conspicuously "twisting," zig-zag motion, again so subtle and individually unnotable but ridiculously surreal and collectively/subjectively notable like most of these


Morning was just like lately, though with less overall activity, and this corresponding with some diminished health/energy/blunted conscious state, reflectively/patternistically, just some more of that scattered, super-subtle, inclusive background static of little echoes and some stray numbers and recurrences/thematics, etc, and without a single citable example today.

First activity was a classical "Compelled to pick up a piece of litter, only to be intelligently 'led' to a 37-plate"-type one, which also served as a greeter-style plate, at the coffee shop when I arrived and got out and was immediately Compelled to pick up a piece of litter in the parking lot some distance away, forcing me to round a car and thus be met/greeted by its 735-plate, and again with my going *just far enough, and at just the right angle* to have to come into contact with it, ha ha. And another, practically identical one like this would happen later in the afternoon, at the market, when I got out and was similarly Compelled to pick up some scattered papers and other litter there, thus causing me to again round a parked car and come into contact with its 837-plate, when I wouldn't otherwise since it required going the opposite way from the market -- 100% patternistic of these.

Lunchtime reading saw only more of the same extremely subtle, subjectively notable-only-type of mixed activity, again just the barest threshold level of it, easily missed unless I was so accustomed to the pattern/behavior.

Afternoon stayed more or less the same, and really at times going completely silent even of the subtlest stuff, and all of this corresponding with a generally ugly day health/consciousness-wise. Did have a few conveyable incidents:

> Did see some after-lunch 37-plates, but again a slow start and only probably less than a dozen overall, still notable given the stark absence of any prior to lunch but overall very quiet

> Had two patternistically identical "being flashed with a conspicuous car's 37-plate immediately upon walking into a parking-lot"-type ones, first after the chiropractor's when a car turned through the parking lot lane and swung past me, thus "flashing" its front-mounted 37-plate directly into my line of sight, and once again so perfectly, flawlessly, "intelligently" timed/logistically precise, it was again just beyond surreal for all the simplicity/subtly of it all. And then, an hour or so later on the way home, it happened again, this time from the mail store, a truck turning through the parking lot at *just the precise time/angle/instant* for it to flash its 713-plate directly into my line of sight.

> Had more of those extremely subtle/fuzzy/indirect radio/thought/event echoes again, just a few here and there but definitely present. One example: precisely as I came upon the sign and driveway for the dump, thus causing me to automatically register it with a thought of something like "there's the dump," the radio randomly/singularly sang out "in the dumps." And then just before coming home, a little more coherent: it happened when I was stopped at an intersection and watched as a woman crossed the road and in front of a truck, waving to make sure the driver saw her, and also doing so just as the light changed, thus forcing the truck to wait a second or two for her to pass, precisely as the radio randomly sang out "I will wait for you," and this also corresponding perfectly with my absent/automatic registering of the light changing and the truck being forced to wait, etc, just like most of these.

> A cute "litter-receipt"-type incident while at the dump, with a twist. It happened when I went to dump my paper into the big open recycling bin there and upon doing so saw the top of a whole, unshredded personal check poking from the stack, right by the edge, so I went to pull it out and tear it up, only to see a receipt directly beside the check in the pile, with a great big "71130" in the middle of it, and once again folded *just so* that the number was dead center into the portion visible to me, and situated *just so* that I'd have to see it when I reached for the check

> Had more dinnertime reading tonight, and of the exact same super-subtle "book echoing exactly what I was randomly thinking"/"incidental"-type of echoes I've been seeing so much of lately. Had a pretty cool standout recurrence to, beginning through the day when I read that totally random/Compelled freebie copy of 'Audubon,' which proved to be a nature-conservation/environmentalist magazine, with a predominant theme of conservation and preserves and endangered species especially through it, and all of this sticking out to me predominantly because I'd had no idea what the magazine was about when I chose it, having never read one before and its cover giving no obvious clue as to its content, another purely random and Compelled "blind" choice -- and then the word-of-the-day email, when I checked my email just before bed, was "rewild," meaning to help preserve/conserve/protect wildlife and reintroduce it to its native habitat, the exact theme running conspicuously yet subtly through the magazine and my general thoughts consequently -- again a perfect example of the many many super-subtle, daylong-type recurrences and the like that just don't seem to stop these days


Day started with only the slightest scattered super-subtle activity here and there through morning, just like yesterday, silent for the most part, and still right up all the way through the morning highway-driving to the appointment. But from there, it suddenly exploded into a near-daylong cluster of that all-inclusive super-subtle/fuzzy/distorted/"incidental"-type of activity I've seen here and there, though today incredibly intense, perhaps to a new level.

It started literally as soon as the nurse left the room and I opened the day's freebie magazine to start reading, another of those classical "first page of the morning's magazine echoing exactly what had just happened," beginning when the nurse had totally randomly asked me, immediately before leaving, if I were a vegetarian and if I ate meat, perhaps just trying to make small talk and get me comfortable for the procedure, I don't know, but I'd answered her that I don't eat meat -- and then, when I opened the magazine just seconds later to where I'd left off the night before, the very first thing I saw was a little paragraph-box above the recipe on the page, headlined with "GO MEATLESS," and in that same context of literally not eating meat. And from there, I think I experienced no less than a dozen back-to-back little thought/reading echoes, followed by more off and on through the entire session, then more on the drive to lunch. Lunchtime reading actually saw an odd lull in the activity, just reverting to that very quiet, "threshold" level of scattered reading echoes, but afterward, it was back to the onslaught storm, and only getting more intense as the day wound on, soon reaching that point of literally just back-to-back thought echoes and recurrences and thematics and number-repeats for minutes or longer at a time, and today pretty much every single one highly coherent and subjectively notable but just immediately overwhelming my ability to keep track of it all and write it down. From there, quickly progressed to that "dozens and dozens" level of activity, but with a new dimension to it today I don't think I've quite seen before or only very rarely, with a seamless sort of "fluidity" to it all, best described as internal and external reality seeming to meld to a new degree, such that my ultimate experience was just this big "living echo" where all the "threads" of my actions and those of others and the environment seemed to weave together in that distinctly "synchronistic" fashion. But there are really just no words. An absolutely indescribable experience, and made all the more intense due to the confusion and headsickness and day's somewhat nightmarish health in general (and again with the phenomenon seeming to "reflect" these qualities as seen previously).

Couple little examples I got down during lunch before the onslaught began in earnest:

> A resumed-reading-type one when I resumed the '37th Parallel' book after a break and the very first words to fall directly/automatically under my eyes were "Then the SUV had driven off," precisely as a big boxy SUV had rounded the corner from the drive-thru at the coffee shop, paused momentarily just in front of me as if maybe checking their order, then driven off, and this again another good patternistic/behavioral example of the super-subtles that would characterize the day, except later they'd come 4 or 5 at a time, back to back, and unmistakably precise for all their subtly and fuzziness

> A bit more coherent and notable: it happened when a woman burst out of the coffee shop from just nearby where I was sitting, then scratched her head precisely as she passed me and I registered here, such that I automatically thought something like "scratching her head/hand at her head" as my initial impression of her -- precisely as I turned the page in the book, and the very first two words at the top of the page were "woman's head," and though the page wasn't on a new leaf, I'd been holding the book folded over as to make it easier to hold up with one hand, such that I'd had to flip it over to "turn" the page, so that the text was 100% invisible beforehand ...


Today was a quieter, less-active version of yesterday, same basic variety of activity but just far, far, less of it, nowhere near approaching that mind-bending crush from just after lunch yesterday, and this corresponding distinctly with an improvement in health/condition/a different "place"/state of mind, just as in the past.

Morning was totally silent, as was lunch for the most part, with the exception of again just a few more of those scattered, super-subtle reading echoes and some recurrences and parallels/thematics, back to just that threshold level I've been seeing periodically. And this would go on the characterize the whole of the afternoon for the most part, again with only little scatterings of that extremely subtle, fast, fuzzy, back-to-back "echo state" like yesterday but not lasting nearly as long nor as coherent or numerous by any means. Few examples I got down of the express "little-thing/super-subtle" nature of this latest activity:

> Another "morning crossword puzzle" word recurrence, "Ewok," the answer to one of the clues and the first I'd encountered the term in months/years/perhaps longer, and then it was used in the '37th Parallel' book during lunchtime reading, and again totally offhand/random/off the cuff rather than any expressly relevant to the story, instead just being a random mention by one of the people in their dialogue rather than the theme/subject matter of the book (nothing else Star Wars-related in it before or afterward, as it were)

> A cute little sort of clock-tick 37 just after lunch, when I got in the car and, with my watch dead and not having checked my phone all through lunch and not having noted the time when I got there, I distinctly thought, and even said aloud, "I have no idea what time it is," and then proceeded to key the ignition and watch the dash display to check the time as it started up, precisely at 1:37 -- not a tick from 1:36 or something, but it still had that "little-thing feel"

> A similarly super-subtle/feel/patternistically-notable-only ask-n-receive-sort at the market just after, when I was getting my bags together to take in and, knowing I would get some produce, I had the distinct thought of how I'd like to have a fresh, unused produce bag, but I didn't -- and then, seconds later after I'd gotten out and started to the market, there on the ground was a new, unused produce bag just like I'd wanted -- far from an uncommon find, but so soon, and again so patternistic of these ...

Numbers were again very very quiet today, another of exclusively after-lunch 37-plates and a few scattered "everywhere" 37s and such, probably less than a dozen total again, though did have a couple cute little standouts on the way home:

> Yet another "car conspicuously pulling in front of me as to demand my attention"-type plate, when a truck first changed lanes and "inserted" its 37-plate directly into my line of sight/my immediate and automatic area of focus in patternistic fashion, and then, seconds later, abruptly changed lanes again and pulled in front of me, thus "inserting" it a second time, as if to stress the point

> And then, more notable and coherent: another one of those "geographical/place-oriented" ones, at that corner restaurant I often pass on the way home where I've seen so many "staring" 37-plates on random cars there as I've passed, but tonight with a twist. This time the plate on was a truck just pulling into the lot and parking in a roadside space precisely as I passed by, as to achieve my seeing a "parked at the restaurant 37-plate" for *just a split second,* long enough to repeat the underlying pattern, and this also made more notable by the contextual detail, given that I'd had to wait for this same truck to turn right into the road before I turned left and pulled directly behind it, and again where, had the truck been going just a little bit slower, I'd have pulled in front of it and hence not seen the plate or its pulling it -- in that exact same logistically perfect/perfectly timed/"orchestrated" fashion that's so characteristic of these


Exact same pattern and basic feel/variety of activity today, now getting to that respectively notable degree, just from the sheer consistency of it all from day to day, in that "chapters/epochs of the phenomenon"-type way I'm getting such a solid feel for, however subjective it might be.

Had another where the morning was totally silent but for the slightest scattered "background static/threshold"-level echoes and thematics and the like here and there.

Lunchtime reading: this too was another fully patternistic period, another of those where I saw some slightly more coherent/pronounced/numerous reading/event/thought/"incidental"-type echoes as I've been seeing, plus some personal thematics today, and then it all wound down to silence by lunch's end, and thought-wise, would stay so for the rest of the day as of writing, going back to the morning's level of only the very slightest, scattered, extremely subtle blips here and there.

A damn cool standout at lunch, and an indicative, albeit more coherent, example of the "incidental" activity in general. It started with an individual, slightly more coherent standout of these, when I shifted my position in the seat and caught myself leaning my head in that habit I've been trying to break myself of, precisely as I randomly/singularly came to "she was leaning her head out" in the book, as to again echo that basic sentiment of "leaning head" in fuzzy/not-100%-literal fashion (and this is at least the third of these exact same "catching myself in a habit of something and then consciously thinking about it, only to have it echoed"-type incident, of many more, subtler ones, as to establish a new pattern -- perhaps these are echoed specifically due to my patternistically automatic/reactionary thoughts that occur when I catch myself in such a habit, thus triggering this synchronistic/external-reality echo effect?). And then, seconds later, an equally notable one, as to create that back-to-back/wham-bam effect: it started when a random woman passed me by closely to my right, thus causing me to notice her out of the corner of my eye, and thus causing me to be instantly impressed by the somewhat conspicuous, odd, uncommon pants suit she was wearing, ultimately causing me to absently think/register her with a thought of something like "woman in florid pants suit" -- precisely as I randomly came to "she was still in the suit" in the book, 100% patternistic of these, and again so notable due to its stark, explicit, undeniable objectivity, with my having zero control over the woman or my awareness of her as she appeared to me at *just that precise instant,* ha ha.

The only other standoutish echo of the day, and this a good example of the subtler/"faster"/fuzzy/"in-the-heat-of-the-moment" kind that can be so numerous/rapid-fire at times: precisely as I rounded a blind corner and encountered a man conspicuously swinging open the back door of a delivery truck, as to patternistically make me think/register it with the thought of something like "swinging door/big heavy metal door," the radio randomly/singularly sang out "The door!," and again in that ridiculously perfect, "intertwined" fashion that still strikes me silly every time it happens.

Numbers were again sparse and quiet today, with zero before lunch, followed by a 100% patternistic after-lunch "greeter" in the parking lot outside the coffee shop (once again: immediately as I went to take the first step from the sidewalk, there was a 734-plate on a car directly/quietly conspicuously in front of me, "staring" in that patternistic fashion). From there, again maybe a dozen or less scattered, subtle, yet fully patternistic traffic/parking-lot 37-plates, plus about an equal amount of semi-conspicuous little "everywhere" 37s (another of those "buying several random things at the market, only to have the total come to $77.31"-type things, or when I came home and was Compelled to count up the money in my wallet, only to have it be exactly $371, and this after all sorts of random expenditures and my happening to make an ATM withdrawal today, and even at one point my using four quarters to pay for something, which I never ever do -- all with it Just Happening to come out to exactly $371, and after a Compelled, equally random and uncharacteristic counting of the money, ha ha). Good fun.

And a very cute little receipt-37 one I just found: timestamp of "11:37:51 AM," then "Your Order Number is: 372" ...


Today was mostly silent, and felt overall slightly different than this latest chapter of the phenomenon, and this corresponding with a similarly lateral shift in health/condition/consciousness in reflective fashion.

Morning and lunch were again almost full silent but for some very scattered and very subtle little thematics and "I was just thinking that" echoes and little-thing recurrences, and it seems like even at lunch there was just a couple of those "incidental" action/reading-type incidents, and these exclusively very small, one-word, individually dismissible kind.

Numbers were almost totally silent today too, with the first coming soon after lunch (but not in immediate fashion). It happened maybe 10-15 minutes after I'd left the coffee shop and went to the hardware store where, right before I stopped off into the restroom, I had to pass by this oven sitting in a row, which had a big string of numbers on the front but all of which were obscured by a hanging piece of paper -- except for the first two, 73, such that as I passed, there was a classically/patternistically big "73" "staring" at me, ha ha. Still, only subjectively notable, but I got a kick out of it all the same.

From there, had only a very few traffic-plate/parkinglot 37s, plus some equally sparse and scattered echoes and the like, all amounting to a generally quiet day and still in reflection of my generally quiet/less-turbulent/"smoother" state of health today. Did have a few cool standouts:

> A classical "random/singular lyric on the MP3 player while at the gym echoing some fully objective action," this time when I went to do the kowtwo ab pull-downs on the machine, thus causing me to drop to my knees and begin folding my elbows to the floor, precisely as the MP3 song sang out "To the floor!," and this its own verse/stanza rather than a sentence fragment or whatever, as to just emphasize it and echo it that much "louder," ha ha. And again, the two corresponded absolutely flawlessly and perfectly and objectively, with the lyric coming *just at the precise instant* I put my weight on the machine and began dropping to the floor, again without even the slightest time for me to be suggested or cued or whatever

> An incredibly notable and surreal one just before I got home, when I stopped off at the recycling bin to try and dig out to cartoons for tomorrow. It was another of those patternistic and absolutely bizarre "song looping through the head being echoed just like that on the radio"-type one as I've seen many times now, this time when the song, which I'd listened to at the gym and had been looping through my head all the way home, came to its chorus, "Welcome to the scene of the crash" -- precisely as I unfolded a random newspaper I'd pulled from the bin, in search of the cartoon page, and thus revealed a big, vivid picture of a NASCAR racing crash, and this again in that absolutely perfectly synchronistic/intertwined fashion, with the song just playing naturally in my head, just like a radio song, and fluidly coming to the chorus at the precise instant I unfolded the newspaper and flipped the page open and revealed the previously invisible picture, just so perfectly "orchestrated" and living-dream ...

> The only number standout of the day I think: another classical "road merger" as I've been seeing, and this one of the "reckless driver demanding my attention" variety, when I was on the scooter and, right as I came within the "danger zone" of the merger lane, a car whipped around it, looking like it was going to pull right out in front of me and at the worst possible angle, etc, thus demanding my attention directly to its 773-plate, and in that ridiculously surreal "greeter"/"animated"/"shouting" dramatic fashion, ha ha

> Another of those "geographical" ones involving the restaurant I pass on the way home, and this time with another very cool and very notable twist like the last time. This time, instead of a parked car or that parking truck like the last, it was a sign posted in front of the property on the corner, in the same general area of the parking lot where I always see the 37-plates, with a big "237"-prefixed phone number written on it, and for a Saturday-afternoon garage sale that was being held down the road today, such that it was just put up since the last time I'd been through ...


The quietest overall day in some time, and this again corresponding explicitly and patternistically with a big downturn in health/condition/state of mind/general internal "deadening" of thought, etc. Really, the whole day more or less was silent but for a few standouts and a couple very brief periods of subtle activity:

> Morning was pretty much entirely silent except for a couple very brief periods of that super-subtle echo/thematic/recurrence-type stuff early morning, and then, suddenly in church, a scattered few of those distinct "church-style" fast/subtle/notable but too subjective describe little echoes, actually the first I'd seen of these in some time despite their scarcity and subtly, interestingly

> Afternoon saw probably 5 or 6 very small and scattered radio/thought/"incidental"-style echoes, with some standout just after lunch, as classical "nearby stranger"-style one when I was at the health-food store and went up to the shelf of vitamins with the one I was looking for, and precisely as I checked the price and saw that it was $21.99 and thus automatically registered it with a thought of "twenty-two dollars," rounding it up the penny as I've come to do, one of the employees said to another, across the store and totally randomly/objectively/patternistically, "twenty-two," and I don't even know what they were talking about, but the word corresponded again absolutely perfectly/"intertwined" with my mental vocalization/thought precisely as it crossed my mind, making me blink, ha ha

> Numbers were again almost equally silent, just a few scattered plates just before I got to church, then another scattering throughout the day running errands, though did end up having a handful of classical more-active traffic-style ones, including both a 473-plate "greeter" when I got to the coffee shop and parked in my usual spot there, only to have the car parked directly beside where I'd already intended to go before I even pulled up; and then, in "immediate after-lunch" fashion, when the first plate I encountered upon leaving was a 735, and this one in that perfectly timed/logistically perfect "flashing"/"revealing" style, with it being on a car I had to wait to pass before I could pull from the parking lot, again just *one split second too soon* for me to pull out in front of it and hence miss the plate, ha ha; plus I think two more at some point on the way home, a "reckless driver turning in front of me and thus revealing its 37-plate" one and another that I can't remember beyond it being there

Only other activity was a cluster of maybe a dozen or so little-thing recurrences and "incidental" thought/reading echoes during dinnertime reading, of the exact same super-subtle variety as the rest of the day. Seems like there were some semi-notables but I've forgotten them specifically by now.


Today was very much like yesterday, mostly silent but for some scattered extremely subtle "incidental" echoes/thematics/little-thing recurrences through the day, with morning and lunchtime reading pretty much fully silent, followed by the usual shift during afternoon/after lunch, followed by an equally patternistic return to silence by the time I "shut down" and returned home. The day's few notes/standouts:

> Only number standout today was a classical 37-greeter-style plate at the coffee shop, where, after a total silence number-wise through the morning and the drive there, I was "greeted" with a conspicuously/perfectly angled 733-plate car, once again directly in my path upon pulling into the driveway, "staring" at me like all the rest. Otherwise, once again had only some scattered few 37-plates while running errands and the like, all only semi-conspicuous/"passive"

> Had a few very subtle incidental echoes here and there through lunch, all too subtle to note, followed by a couple slightly more-coherent ones just afterward, which sort of "climaxed" with a standout. It happened when I pulled into the Goodwill parking lot to donate the book, when, at the exact precise instant I turned into the parking lot proper and simultaneously had the absent/automatic thought of "time to donate book around the side of the building," the radio randomly said "drop off donations," in an ad about relief efforts for hurricane victims, and once again with these words specifically correlating absolutely perfectly to my fully objective/independent arrival at the store and subsequent thought.

> One other standout thought echo, this one highly notable and precise, as to be more "classical" than the most-recent subtler, fuzzier kinds. It happened when I was at the checkout in the grocery store and, when prompted with the total to pay from the machine, I pulled out the change in my pocket and saw I didn't have the right change for it, thus causing me to automatically think something like, "Darn, wish I had the right change because I don't think I have the exact bills to pay" -- precisely as "Give me change" sang randomly/singularly from the overhead radio, and though I think it was in the context of "change things" rather than in regards to physical money, the timing and literal precision were absolutely spot-on, just ridiculously surreal again ...


An overall quiet day again, and still almost exclusively just scattered, brief little clusters of the same variety of super-subtle echoes and thematics and little-thing recurrences again. Did, however, have an exception to this during after-chore reading this morning, and notably so, with my having a sudden, conspicuous cluster of "I was just thinking that before sitting down to read"/random article echoes and recurrences, plus an equally sudden few of those semi-conspicuous "offhand-mention/quoted figure" 37s I tend to see during this time, and all of it corresponding perfectly/pretty much instantly with a sudden drastic improvement in health from the last week or so, with that fundamental, nightmarish headsickness and internal deadening lifting for the first time in days and days and thus corresponding 100% perfectly with this sudden activity, in the now-classical patternistic style. Very surreal, for all the subtly of the incidents then.

Otherwise, the only thought/perceptual activity came in the form of yet more extremely subtle little "incidental" echoes during lunch, again without a single quotable example that I can remember, plus some equally similar vague/fuzzy/extremely low-key ones here and there through the afternoon, and several of these with that distinct slight-delay timing. Best example of the day's thought-type activity collectively: when I was at the gym and, right as I went to start the first exercise on the machine, I was suddenly hit by another wave of that stark feverish coldness/full-body chill as I've been having so much of lately, thus causing me to instantly think something like "Feel so cold and ugly" -- just before the song I'd just put on the MP3 player said "I don't want to feel so young and cold," and this with that distinct 1-2 second delay and fuzziness of these super-subtles, but again fitting the pattern/behavior exactly, such that these "imperfections" only made it collectively notable, ha ha.

Numbers: exactly like last couple days, just a scattered few, almost exclusively after lunch and barely any even then, just some scattered low-key 37-plates in traffic and a couple parking-lot ones. Had one single, standoutish one on the way to lunch, another of those "geographical"/place-oriented ones, not at the restaurant today but at that first intersection after leaving the house and before getting on the main road, where I've seen so many in this exact same fashion now, today a 473-plate on a van, and with the additional notability of it pulling up *just before* the light changed and I got going, as to again "flash" the plate at me for a split second, just long enough for me to register it.


Something of an uptick today, though still in the same general groove/chapter/underlying daylong pattern I've been seeing.

Morning and lunchtime reading: again saw just that subtlest, "threshold" level of activity that's characterized the last few mornings and early afternoons lately, and this again corresponding with a generally subdued and "deadened" internal state/diminished health and energy/consciousness, etc, all that in reflective fashion that's so firmly established itself. Morning saw no real quotable incidents, though lunchtime reading cohered just enough towards the end for a couple:

> Through first half of the meal, experienced several patternistically identical very vague, subtle, fuzzy, and delayed echoes/recurrences/thematics much like yesterday's, such as several instances where I'd be randomly and objectively thinking of something and a basic, one-dimensional echo of that would show up as randomly in the text, like my thinking about how my tea was getting cold and I needed to drink it, seconds before randomly coming to some offhand mention of tea in the book, probably 4-5 like this, enough to establish a pattern. And then, a little more notable and coherent: this one started soon into the meal when I got the sudden yen to look up Sedona on the map and see what was around it/where in AZ it was exactly/how far it was from other major Western cities, and then, upon going to the map and looking, I was surprised by how far off my geographical placement of it was on the map, being more towards CA than NM/CO, etc -- and then, maybe 3-4 minutes later and a couple pages into the book, the people in it randomly and totally without foreshadowing/allusion, etc, anything that would cue me/tip me off to "map" or "geography" or whatever, the people randomly looked at a map and began tracing the states around a given area, and it mentioned twice how bad each of them were at geography and how far off they were in placing different areas, etc, more or less *exactly* what I'd just experienced/thought in essence, however fuzzy/non-literal/delayed. Had probably 2-3 others like this as well, all just enough to establish a pattern.

> Then towards the end of the meal, it cohered slightly more, now into the still-subtle but a little more defined/classical "I was just randomly/objectively thinking of that exact thing before reading it in the book," these without delays as to be perfectly synchronistic. Best example: when I finished a big long bite and felt the need to get up and walk around a little, thus causing me to think about little chores and tasks I could do to stretch my legs as I've made a habit of, thus causing me to remember I needed to look over my to-do list and optimize what routes I could take, etc -- precisely as I started a new paragraph in the book in which the first sentence started with "he began running down a list," ha ha

Afternoon's thought/perceptual activity consisted of several of these same reasonably coherent if still-subtle echoes, maybe 3-4 spread out over the course of the few hours I was out, just enough to stave off a total silence. Best example: it started when I passed a strip mall where someone had conspicuously parked a motorcycle on the sidewalk out front, thus causing me to think of how I was looking for a bike and whether I should buy one of the ones I'd been looking at -- precisely as "my motor bike" sang randomly/singularly from the radio.

Another notable example: it happened when I was in the market and was Compelled suddenly to plant a cartoon in the lobby there, and precisely as I unfolded it and saw its very first panel, which was dominated by a big conspicuous picture of the sun, thus causing me to absently/automatically register it with a thought of "the sun" specifically/literally, a nearby stranger totally randomly/singularly said "the sun was out earlier" into his phone, and once again with his saying "the sun" corresponding absolutely perfectly/flawlessly with my thought, as to be intertwined in that ridiculously surreal and patternistic way

Numbers were slightly more active today, still mostly only quietly conspicuous/low-key 37-plates in traffic and in parking lots but a few more today, as to step it up a notch or so from last couple days, and with a couple cool standouts even:

> One was a classical "being greeted by a 37-plate immediately upon stepping into a parking lot"-style one, but with a twist. Rather than being the very first car and plate I encountered, the 37 was actually the second, yet the very first one had no plate on it, such that the 37 was still technically the first plate I was greeted with, and it all had that feel of being intelligent/orchestrated in patternistic fashion -- gave me a laugh anyhow

> A cool little triple-combo cluster at the gas station. It started when I had to randomly/awkwardly stop at that sideways intersection and go through it to get to the station after not being able to turn left over to it in traffic before, when I came to a stop and, directly/patternistically in my line of sight, there was a big "3.7" at the very edge of a sign across the street, and it was another of those where the rest of the sign's text was obscured by another, closer sign, and *just so* that only the 3.7 was visible to me where I'd pulled to a stop, exactly like others of this fashion (and, another notable detail: I looked at the full text of the sign after, and the "3.7" didn't connect to any of it, with that just being sort of hanging off to the right and making no sense with the rest of the text, ha ha). And then, seconds later when I pulled through the intersection and turned into the gas station lot, a truck was passing through right as I got in, and it "flashed" its 317 front-mounted plate into my line of sight, and this also *just so* that it was visible to me from the angles of our respectful turns, and for *just that slightest, patternistic split-second* of these as to be enough for me to register it. And then, a couple seconds later when I pulled into the pump and got out, I was "greeted" similarly by another of those random 37-containing readouts from the last customer's purchase, 9.713 gallons pumped, ha ha.


Slight lateral change-up today corresponding with a similar shift and mild improvement in health and thinking and the like, still consistent with the direct "reflective" aspect of the phenomenon.

Morning was totally silent even of super-subtles today from what I remember, though it was another one of those times when I had some sudden notable activity come about immediately upon getting in the car to leave, a scattered cluster of several standouts:

> First was another immediate "exactly what I was just thinking" radio echo, and a pretty complex/multidimension and exceptional one at that. It started when I went out of the house for the first time today and thus saw the stormy sky and the high winds and the marsh's abnormally high level, close to flooding, thus causing me to react with alarm and worry, thus causing me to subsequently react with a thought of how that was all just appearances and that I'd choose to accept even the worst outcome and just be happy, thus causing me to think/visualize Christ on the Sea of Galilee/sleeping and staying calm through the storm -- and then, upon getting in the car seconds later and hearing a talk show on the radio, I scanned to a new station, on which was a song that immediately sang out "I will praise you in this storm," and went on to generally echo not only the exact underlying sentiment of staying happy/seeing through appearances/remaining steadfast in the face of a literal storm, but was also a Christian religious song, as to echo the Christ image I'd had. And, to make it slightly more notable or at least cute and iornic: the station was 107.3 FM.

> Next up, had a classical "feeling that distinct universal-joy feeling perfectly synchronistic with the conspicuous appearance of a 37-plate" on the way to the appointment, and this the first of these I'd expressly experienced in some time as it were. It started when I was on the highway and driving in the high winds and the car got battered by a sudden big gust but I stayed calm and reacted well and then went on to successfully stay happy and embrace the experience of it and ultimately love it as I've been working on doing lately, all of which culminated in my experiencing that distinct feeling of universal joy that characterizes these -- perfectly synchronistic with a drifter-style car passing from my left and "inserting" its 10373-plate directly into my line of sight, and again so perfectly timed/logistically flawless, etc, that it just went beyond words

> And then, finally, another "climactic greeter-style staring 37-plate upon reaching my destination," with a 736-plate staring at me 100% patternistically/conspicuously directly in my path as I pulled in

> Next, some minutes later after I'd gone in for the appointment and gotten settled and opened the day's freebie magazine at the first chance, had a reasonable cluster of classical after-chore-reading/"finally settled in and relaxed"-style echoes and the like, most notably on the first article/editor's letter in the magazine, which began with an absolutely surreal and notable standout echo of the morning's storm, just like the song in the driveway. The article featured a big, central picture of two figures calmly sitting on the shore of a stormy ocean, with the caption that they were "riding out the storm in mindful meditation," which not only echoed that exact same sentiment/reaction/situation I'd had upon leaving the house and seeing the storm and my reacting with that exact basic mindfulness/conscious calm as described in the caption and the figures' appearance, etc, but also echoed nearly the *exact same physical scene/surroundsings themselves* as I'd been in, with my standing at the edge of the flooded marsh with the stormy ocean visible beyond it -- absolutely damn surreal and living-dream, etc (and again with the notable context of my Just Happening to just yesterday pick up this random freebie magazine from the library -- a different one than I usually go to, even -- and then begin reading it this morning ...).

> From there, the cluster had several minor "I was just thinking that echoes," plus some of those "environmental" thematics, such as when I came to a random little article about Kyoto, Japan, precisely as the ambient music in the appointment room came to this classically Asian-sounding string arrangement. One standout here too: when I came to a random article about a new phone and its features, thus causing me to reconsider perhaps finally getting one as I've been thinking about, thus causing me to think of how I could go right down to Best Buy today and get one if I so chose -- and then, a minute or so later on the very next page, there was a random offhand mention of "Best Buy," not of the actual store but a pun/play-on-words pertaining to it directly, as to be a loose-but-notable/patternistic page-turn echo, ha ha.

Next, lunch saw some mild activity again, beginning with yet another fully patternistic "staring 37-greeter plate" upon my pulling in and parking, and this time with the notable context that when I'd gone to park in the usual, closest, logical space that I usually use at this particular coffee shop, there had been a tow truck fixing to tow a car and thus blocking the lane and causing me to instead go around front and park in a totally different space than usual, and of course causing me to park in the first available space there which brought me into contact with another 37-plate there ...

As for lunchtime-reading itself, the first half was fully silent, followed by some slight activity towards the end, in the same arc/pattern I've seen before. The first semi-notable incident was another of those clusters of small, one-word, but numerous-and-patternistic random-reading echoes between the 'Zigzag' book and a group of folks sitting nearby but paying zero attention to me and out of reading range of my book, etc, with their random conversation again periodically "overlapping" stray-but-conspicuous words in the book, sometimes perfectly synchronistic and sometimes with a slight delay but also patternistic enough to be notable, probably 5-6 like this total.

Then, just before I left, an odd, somewhat unique incident that could've been coincidence but did have a very synchronistic feel to it. It started with the whole row of overhead hanging lights directly beside where I was sitting suddenly cutting out, all at once, all 4-5 of them just blinking out as if a switch had been hit or the power had gone out, yet they were the only ones in the restaurant that did so, and I didn't see anyone at a switch or anything, just these lights suddenly snuffing out separately from anything else around me, as to be so conspicuous to make me pay special attention, etc -- which corresponded perfectly synchronistic with my randomly come to "the wires were cut" in the book, and if I remember right, I read/registered the "cut" at the precise instant the lights snuffed out, perfectly synchronistic, though there might've been a very slight delay between the two, it's hard to say given how distracting the whole light-thing was -- not quite precise an echo enough to totally rule out simple coincidence, but it certainly didn't feel this way when experienced, especially in the context of all these dozens and hundreds of similar experiences over the years ...

From there, the day entered another of those shifts into a pretty much full silence thought/perceptually, with only the very slightest super-subtles here and there through the rest of the afternoon (I remember another of classical "one-word radio/passing-sign"-type echoes, when the radio sang out "Time!" precisely as I came upon a big billboard with "TIMESHARE" in the middle and I registered the "time" portion specifically, as is the pattern with these), and instead shifting into "number-mode" as I've seen several times before, ultimately with a showing very much like yesterday's moderate amount of low-key 37-plates in traffic and the like, plus a couple more-active/standoutish ones.

Really the only notable standout was yet another of those "highway merger conspicuous 37-plate"-type incidents that seem to happen almost daily now, just after lunch when I passed an on-ramp at the perfectly precise instant that a 378-plate car merged and pulled in front of me, again with that logistically flawless angle and speed, and with that "animated" quality too, with the car "whipping" into view around the tight, uphill lane as to be that much more conspicuous and attention-grabbing like so many of these are.

Ended up noticing some significant but very subtle and scattered "background static"-type of activity through evening and into dinnertime reading, though it was again all of that extremely personal/subjective/far-too-complicated-to-convey kind for all its subjective notability.


Morning was fully silent except for a continuation of that same extremely subtle and subjective yet notable activity I saw last night, in carryover fashion as I've seen.

The first coherent activity came during the drive to lunch just before arriving at the coffee shop, with this sudden and subtle yet very notable little cluster. It started with a slight variation of that "universal joy"-type of 37-plate-appearance subtype, when I had yet another of those sudden, striking surges of that distinct and particular feeling (and again after a long "drought" of such after being so sick lately but then improving somewhat yesterday and today), right as I encountered two low-key 37-plates in traffic back to back (the first of the day also as it were), as to be somewhat differentiated than the typical "perfectly synchronistic drifter-style appearance of a single plate alongside me" as I've seen in the past yet still culminating in the same basic effect/underlying pattern of this particular sentiment seeming to be expressed as a 37-appearance in external reality. Then, immediately after this, had a sudden little cluster of I think 3-4 of those same basic extremely subtle echoes and thematics as I saw noticeably last night and this morning, now somewhat more coherent and involving random thoughts and the radio -- all again collectively notable in the marked absence/silence of anything immediately before, then the conspicuous appearance of these.

The next activity came at lunch, and it was another of those exact same "sitting in a random spot facing the parking lot, only to have a random 37-plate car 'staring' directly at me," and this one in the exact same parking lot that I've experienced this particular variant of several times, yet I'm pretty sure the actual car the plate was on was random/not a repeating one/that of an employee, etc (though I'm only about 75% on this -- in any case, the plate was there and patternistically staring and also just visible between a single-space gap in an otherwise full or fuller line of parked cars, as to create a little "valley" directly between me and the plate exactly like multiple other incidents of this nature).

Did see a few classical reading/random thought/event-type echoes through lunch, and interestingly, these were all singular and standoutish and scattered, as to be distinctly different than those less-coherent/fuzzy/indirect/more rapid-fire ones of the last few weeks, or even those of just this morning, and all of this coincided with another perfectly "reflective" shift and improvement in health/thinking, etc, again just utterly surreal in this quality alone. Had probably 4-5 total over the whole meal, not many, but a couple good standout examples in there:

> Another of those "small when written out but much bigger/more notable when experienced" ones, beginning when I moved my hand on the book to re-adjust my grip on it or something, and thus moved it from the blank bottom half of the page (end of chapter), thereby exposing it to the direct sunlight shining on it and thus causing the light to reflect visibly/uncomfortably/conspicuously onto my face -- precisely as I randomly/singularly read "he reflected" in the book, as to again flawlessly and simultaneously echo my automatic thought of "harsh reflected sunlight" in intertwined fashion, 100% patternistic of these.

> A similar one later on, of the "fully objective/traceable random thought being immediately echoed by text" kind, beginning when I came to the very last bite of the first course of the meal and realized that all of the almonds in it had sunk down to the bottom and that I was about to take a particuarly chewy/nutty bite after eating all the liquid parts, thus causing me to think something like "nutty bite/all the nuts in next bite" -- precisely as I came to "nuts and bolts" in the book, and once again with the text visible to me peripherally beforehand but again irrelevant since I can so distinctly trace my thought to that fully 100% random and objective/separate event of my coming to the very last bite of that bowl of food at that very instant after taking probably ~45 minutes to slowly work through it, and of course the fact that not only were there these few nuts in it at all but the fact that the liquid hadn't been dense enough to float them today (after I Just Happened to use too much water while blending the liquid portion) so that I'd end up having that thought just then, etc, etc -- just so ridiculously random yet perfectly precise/logistically dovetailed in the way of these, so "synchronistic," ha ha

Went on to have several more of the exact same singular, scattered, standoutish echoes through afternoon, some more notable and coherent than others but all still generally remaining distinct from those fuzzier and more-distorted kind that have predominated for so long now. Couple examples I got down:

> A classical one-word striking/perfectly synchronistic one while getting the massage, beginning with the wholly objective and random and singular event of my requesting that the therapist use "heavy pressure on my feet," precisely as the radio playing nearby said "forty feet," and this on an ad for cell phones no less, as to again preclude any cueing/suggestion, etc

> A pretty cool one while in traffic, beginning with another big long random chain of fully traceable and objective thoughts, which ended with me thinking of taking the trip south and of getting a rental there and everything -- precisely as a truck pulled up and stopped at the driveway of a parking lot as I passed it, a great big moving truck with "RENTALS AVAILABLE" printed in big type in the middle of its trailer, and this text specifically "arriving" directly into my absent area of focus precisely as I passed, patternistically, and also as patternistically "animated," with the truck both swinging around in a big, conspicuously dramatic turn and then coming to a hard stop right in front of me, all as to again demand my attention in that ridiculously surreal and patternistic way, ha ha

Number-wise, today was ultimately more or less like last couple, with moderate low-key after-lunch traffic and parking-lot plates, some a little more conspicuous than others but not really any "big" standouts except for that universal-joy one this morning. Did, however, have yet another of those "geographical"/place-oriented ones at that same corner restaurant I keep seeing them at infrequently (and this one again happening when the last had been long enough that I wasn't subconsciously seeking it out when I passed the place today ...), and it was exactly like others: another perfectly angled and fully random/non-repeating out-of-state plate on a random car, and with my seeing it *just long enough* to register it as I passed ...


Morning reverted to the extremely subtle/personal/variated background static of scattered activity, and this again corresponding with yet another big downturn in health and the like, definitely an established pattern now. Most standoutish/quoteable was a scattered but distinct/chance-defying number of semi-conspicuous "offhand quoted number"-type 37s in the morning's freebie magazine, and of course several little-thing recurrences and thematics thrown in the mix.

First activity: yet another conspicuous staring 773 greeter-plate at the coffee shop, this one of the "immediately upon stepping out of the car and turning around, coming face-to-face with the plate," and again on a car parked with the back away from me when I'd pulled in, 100% invisible until I'd actually gotten out of the car and turned around, and again distinctly "THERE" in the way that so many of these are, smack dab directly in my involuntary line of sight when I stepped out.

Lunchtime reading: also a total reversion to those same extremely subtle yet subjectively notable little reading/thought/objective-event echoes, plus some more of those super-profound personal thematics that I can't even begin to convey. Ultimately somewhat active, probably a dozen or so incidents total, but without a single citable instance really.

Afternoon reverted to that recent pattern I've been seeing as well, back to just the slightest, subtlest yet very distinct/patternistic/subjectively notable echo here and there, plus some more profound thematics, still just so ridiculously surreal for all its mystery and fuzziness and the like.

Numbers were slightly more active overall, more or less in that same groove of the last few days with some scattered patternistic low-key/quietly conspicuous 37-plates here and there in traffic and parking lots after lunch, and again leveling off to silence by early evening/drive home. Did have some standouts however:

> A somewhat "upgraded" gas-pump-readout one, when I was Compelled to get some gas in the car despite having over a half a tank, and at a particular station, out of my way and forcing me to double back for the store -- in full-out "totally illogical/inconvenient" pattern -- only to find the previously pumped-gas readout at the random and previously-invisible pump I pulled into at "$73.00" exactly, ha ha.

> Had a reasonably pronounced cluster at the store just after too, the peak of the day number-wise as it were, beginning with yet another 773-plate greeter when I pulled in, followed immediately by several semi-conspicuous "staring" parking-lot 37-plates on the way into the store, then a few more "everywhere" ones while walking through the store, followed up by more parking-lots upon leaving, finishing with a sort of climactic "farewell"-style one when I got in the car to leave and found yet another "staring from the car parked perfectly/directly in front of me as to be right THERE in my line of sight as I got in to pull away"-type plates. All in all just a big head-spinning cluster, and so sudden and pronounced after such relative quiet earlier, as to be just that much more notable and surreal.

Dinnertime reading: another sudden and reasonably active/long-lasting resurgence of the exact same super-subtle echoes and recurrences and super-profound-yet-indescribable personal thematicsas earlier, after total silence through evening, and again without one damn citable example for all the living-dream nature of it all. Again I can't help but feel there's something that "intelligently orchestrated" nature to this extreme subjectivity/express inability to describe so many of these, the personal thematics in particular, as if Something out there wants this portion of the activity to *remain* subjective/undisclosed publically in the log?


Something of a change-up today, an odd newish blend of both those distinctly fuzzy/super-subtle incidents I've been seeing, plus a couple periods of those more-coherent, classical, "refined" singular kind from the day before last, and both of these interestingly corresponding as distinctly with respectively diminished and improving health/headsickness/thinking through the day, with the fuzzy activity returning with the rise of that same bizarre allergic headsickness or whatever I've been having, and then returning to coherent activity upon that headsickness waning and giving way to that same distinct improvement and good energy I've had from eating the parsley -- again 100% logically "reflective."

Morning: another of those with only the slightest, subtlest, threshold activity (yet subjectively notable, at times to that ridiculously profound/multidimensional/fully indescribable level despite all the subtlty), as seen in little cartoon echoes and crossword-word recurrences and thematics and the like.

One good standout example of the super-subtles. It was another of those patternistic "random song looping through my head serving as a radio echo"-type one, beginning when I woke up with this random song in my head, looping in the few minutes it took me to get up and get out of bed and stuff, and then, precisely as I was hit with one of those waves of ugly feverish cold starting at the head, thus causing me to put on my hat, the song reached a part that went "is it chill that you're in my head," as to echo the basic sentiment/literal words of "chill in the head" in characteristic fuzzy/loose manner, and again this occurred perfectly synchronistically with the natural flow of the song, rather than my suddenly just thinking of this lyric or some other cause or steering on my part, all exactly like others of this kind.

Saw some pretty notable activity during church, which was both of the more-coherent kind and also of the classical "church-sermon parallels/echoes of exactly what I was just objectively thinking/doing/experiencing"-type I seem to experience so expressly during these services. Actually ended up having quite a few of these overall just in the course of the ~45 minute service, probably 6-8 total and all pretty notable singularly, though I couldn't both pay attention to the message and keep track.

One excellent standout from then: It started when the air-conditioning cut on and started blowing directly onto me, when I was right in the middle of one of those periods of that really ugly and irritating cold-sensitivity/feverish spells I've been having, thus causing me to initially react badly/with that shocked-outrage feeling, but then immediately catching myself and correcting my reaction and thus automatically thinking something like "keep still internally regardless of environmental factors/feelings/influences" -- a split second before the pastor randomly/singularly/without preface said, "not depending on any external conditions," as to more or less perfectly echo my basic thought, and once again in that perfectly intertwined fashion, with my registering the pastor's words precisely as the thought was still crossing my mind.

Thought-wise, the rest of the day was almost totally silent even of super-subtle stuff, with only a couple periods of that fuzzy-yet-subjectively-notable echo/thematic/recurrence-type activity, including lunchtime reading, which saw another of those brief and sudden clusters of "incidental"/"environmental" reading echoes and the like, followed by a total silence through the rest of the meal, of the exact same pattern I've seen multiple times now.

Best standoutish example of the day's super-subtle activity, and really that of this most-recent fuzzy/threshold/individually dismissible variant in general: It started at the market today, when I had to lay down all the stuff I was carrying and pull up my pants, onto a nearby display table on which, upon laying my stuff down, I noticed that someone had put this box of "True Lime" drink mix, which I'd both noticed, due to it being out of place and just inconsiderate, etc, but also Noticed, in that special patternistically illogical way, such that I stood looking at the box several times and committed it to memory in the way of these, and also absently realizing that I'd never before seen such a drink mix, however common it probably is, such that I had the patternistic absent thought of "True Lime drink mix, first I'd ever seen that." Then, a couple hours later on the way home, I stopped to pick up a drink bottle someone had thrown alongside the road, and upon doing so noticed a second bottle nearby, which I was Compelled to go and pick up also despite being tired and having a spell of that keenly irritating leg heaviness when walking -- and then, when I picked up the second bottle, I saw in it a little foil drink-mix wrapper, for True Lime, ha ha. And this is the basic pattern of these, usually just these slightest little everyday abundant things that I'd somehow never seen before, recurring throughout the day in semi-conspicuous ways like this, often times more than once.

Numbers were different today, in that there were barely any at all, with even afternoon seeing just the scantest few semi-conspicuous 37-plates in traffic (not even a single parking-lot one today from what I remember), and these few just barely to that point where I wouldn't just write them off as being actual coincidence/simple encounters with a 37-plate if not for their patternistic element. Another of those "negatively notable" periods, interesting since they stayed absent even during periods of improved health/thinking/consciousness, etc, as to *defy* the reflective pattern. Symptomatic of something? Again maybe of the thought- and number-type activity occupying separate "tracks," or signifying some different aspects or dimensions of deeper reality?

Then just before bed, one sudden standout echo, and very notable when taken in context. It was a classical "involuntary bodily function"-type one, this time one of those sudden heart palpitations/constrictions that visibly tense the pec muscle, with one coming on suddenly and singularly, precisely as I came to "constricts" in a magazine article, equally singular and random and such, and again describing the feeling/action of the event perfectly, since that's precisely what it feels like, a hand squeezing the muscle and nerve. And this one was made all the more notable by the fact that, while these constrictions have always been highly random and fully involuntary, today I'd actually *not* had a single one that I can remember, for the first time in weeks or months or longer, which I think had something to do with drinking the dandelion tea and helping detox the liver this morning, which is probably the cause of these -- such that I'd gone the entire day, conspicuously and so very rarely, without a single one, only to have the first come at that precise instant ...


Morning was another super-subtle/threshold-type activity only day, just like early morning yesterday almost to a T, and again seeming to reflect the similarly identical health/energy/state of mind of this morning as well, 100% reflective in this way. Of the handful of little thematics and echoes and recurrences, had a semi-standout during after-chore reading, a classical "question-and-answer"-type one, beginning last night when I realized my hands were beginning to chap from the cooler weather and such, thus causing me to try and think of the balm I'd put on them last year that had worked so well, but I couldn't remember, thus causing me to absently wonder/"ask" what it was -- and then this morning, I think on the second page of the day's super-random freebie magazine (made even more notable this time given that it was one of the one's that I pulled out of the trash in the big bag just last evening, despite having a whole stack lined up previously and then selecting this new one at random), it had a little article about the balm in question, and again for the first I'd seen it advertised since ... I'd first bought the stuff, years ago? ha ha.

Drive to lunch saw some of those equally patternistic, cohering, "coming up"/"entering the synchronistic state"-style subtler echoes involving various things, probably 5-6 total and all perfectly patternistic. Couple good examples:

> When I scanned to several radio stations in a row looking for music but landing on ads every time, I thus had the thought of "where's the music?" or something like that, with this corresponding perfectly with my landing on yet another non-music ad station, which immediately said "the music," perfectly echoing my thought in intertwined fashion

> And then, just seconds later and more coherent and notable and objective: I passed a trailer with a great big clock in the window, reading 20 until 12, and precisely as I registered the hand on the 12 and thus thought "twelve," the radio randomly/singularly sang out "twelve-thirty," and again with the "twelve" portion of it corresponding perfectly with my mental vocalization of the "twelve" in intertwined fashion

Lunchtime reading saw more of the same super-subtle incidental/environmental/reading-type echoes of late, though only a very scattered few through the majority of the meal, barely noticeable. Then, right towards the end and in the same pattern I've seen before, had a sudden little cluster of more-coherent ones, including a couple good standouts:

> They were both classical "scrolling up a webpage on my phone, to something previously 100% invisible, precisely as a word popped directly into few on the scrolled-to portion and was perfectly echoed elsewhere," this time between the phone and the overhead TV on in the coffee shop, both coming back to back with two separate scrolls of the page, first when I scrolled up to "Honda" and registered it precisely as the TV said "Honda," and then, a second later when I scrolled up again and immediately/absently registered "22k," the TV then randomly said "twenty-two."

Thought-wise, the rest of the day again saw only the slightest bit of super-subtle activity here and there, almost fully silent for the most part. Couple good examples:

> A classical radio echo, and this one in the patternistic loose/fuzzy/delayed/one-word fashion of the extremely subtle kind, beginning with another big long objective train of thought that ended with how I'd had to cancel the order with Amazon this morning, about a second before the radio randomly sang out "she looks like an Amazon," again singularly and fully randomly, and with that now-patternistic ~1 second delay that characterizes so many of these

> A patternistically identical one when I had another long chain of thought end randomly on the trip south and all that, which I absently thought of as "leaving town" and also visualized something to this effect -- another ~1 second before the song on the radio randomly sang out "gonna leave this town, leave it far behind," and this the very first stanza in the song as it were, and a song I'd never before heard, all perfectly objective however fuzzy/loosely timed

Numbers were more-active today, but oddly so, still with only the barest few "normal" low-key 37-plates in traffic and parking lots, maybe a few more than yesterday but not many at all relatively, and today also had a fair number of singular standout ones:

> A classical "moving car demanding my attention to its 37-plate"-type one, this time when I left the grocery store parking lot and, stopping at the intersection before turning out onto the road, a car in the parking lot directly across from me began backing out, conspicuously/patternistically drawing my attention just from the sheer movement alone and the fact that it was directly in my line of sight, and of course it had a 37-plate, and this "shoved" out at me, in that patternistically "loud" "animated"/dramatic fashion

> A cool little patternistic "immediately after-lunch"-style cluster, beginning with three back-to-back semi-conspicuous parking-lot plates at the coffee shop as I left, these again made all the more notable by the absolute lack of them on the drive over, and then, upon going down the street to the store, having another of those "objectively looking for a shady parking spot, only to have the only one available be directly behind a staring 37-plate"-style ones

> Had a similar "shade-seeking"-space one later, but with a twist. It happened when I went to look at the bikes but was Compelled to park in the McDonald's parking lot directly beside it instead of in the bike store lot proper, and then, upon going into the lot, of course I sought out a shady space, which of course led me directly beside a staring 3710-plate truck, ha ha

Evening saw another sudden cluster of reading echoes between the magazines and dinnertime book reading, very much like last couple days, another sudden resurgence/carryover of the same fast/subtle/fuzzy/one-word fully objective-thought echoes as I've been seeing. Could examples and standouts:

> Several of those striking random "small"-but-objective one-words, such as when my leg began throbbing from being pressed against the couch too long, thus causing me to think "my leg," precisely as I came to "his leg" or something like that randomly in the magazine, again probably upwards of a 5-6 or more like that, all patternistically identical

> A few smaller "involuntary bodily function"-type ones in there, such as when my guts randomly gurgled towards the end of the castor oil pack, after being totally quiet beforehand, precisely as I came to "gurgle" as randomly/singularly in the magazine

> Had another of those ridiculously profound and notable "random mention of sweating at the precise moment I broke the initial, critical-mass sweat in the sauna," and this time with a hugely notable twist, being that, rather than reading it, it came on the Jack Cruz play video I was watching on the phone in there, which I'd been trying to make the time to watch for days now and had finally gotten the chance then, after going through the rigmarole of downloading the video and rigging up the phone to watch the video offline/in airplane mode -- and then, at the precise and patternistic moment I hit that patternistic sweat-point, one of the characters in the play said something like "I'm all sweaty," whatever it was, using "sweaty" exactly ...


Today ended up being hugely active overall, an uptick, though morning started off with that exact same scattered all-inclusive variety of super-subtle activity here and there, still highly notable subjectively and without any real citable examples. This spilled over into the first half of lunchtime reading too, again becoming those extremely subtle yet notable and patternistic reading/event/bodily function/whatever echoes and the like.

The second half of lunch, however, did escalate, and in that exact same way I've been seeing lately, except today it just kept going, eventually developing into that level where the activity remained extremely subtle and subjective but just more of it, and more frequently, and also especially today had a whole bunch of those loose, longwinded, radio/thought/reading thematics as I've seen before, where every single damn song on the radio fuzzily-but-perfectly echoed my random thoughts and readings and feelings and little things I was experiencing, and today just more than ever before in this respect, very soon reaching that point where there were just dozens of individual incidents and echoes and surpassing my ability to register them and keep up, reaching that "storm"-level of activity where it just goes beyond that "living-dream" level of intensity, and would actually end up continuing like this through much of the afternoon, really only abating and winding down by early evening when I got home, and even then still perking up here and there. Still just no words for this. Absolutely incredible yet at times terrifying, especially with such illness and headsickness today.

One decent standoutish coherent example of these from today: when I suddenly had an itch in my eyebrow, one of those where a single brow just eventually contorts or slips out of place and eventually causes an itch, as to be another of those conspicuously singular, delayed, onetime events -- precisely as I came to "he was itching" in the book, and this another that was reasonably coherent/notable in itself but then all the more so given the express patternistic/behavioral consistency between it and so many others.

One newish sort of variant I've been seeing lately and today especially: those extremely obscure, obtuse, and downright bizarre echoes, which have the same sort of ridiculously surreal and multidimensional feel of the super-profound personal reading thematics and the like, except seen in recurrences and echoes instead. Best example I can come up with: it started in the 'Zigzag' book when, in the pictorial section, it had a picture of this sketch that had been mentioned a couple times in the book, of Hitler portrayed as a carrot, to mock him, which stuck out to me especially, just from the bizarreness of it -- and then soon after seeing the picture, maybe 30 minutes later, a song came on the overhead radio with the lyric "you're a vegetable, and I ate you," or something like that, this being very characteristic of the subtle/fuzzy/indirect-yet-precise echoing of the many various themes and objects and sentiment that recurs somehow in abundance through most days lately, but these with that conspicuously bizarre quality.

Numbers followed that same newish pattern I've seen the last couple days, with only the bare minimum of low-key traffic 37-plates but a conspicuously higher number of more singular, standout incidents, and these predominantly while in parking lots and also in "everywhere"/randomly placed fashion, a definite shift of some kind here over the previously predominant pattern. Notes here:

> Morning was totally silent of plates in traffic, but did have several of those very subtle but patternistic and collectively notable "random offhand figure mentions" during morning reading, which would continue through the day and eventually mature/graduate into more-coherent and conspicuous/individually notable kinds. One good example: in the book, it mentioned "the Abwehr was only about 73 percent sure he was telling the truth," this as a little joke, just randomly and arbitrarily saying 73 percent instead of "not quite sure" or whatever, which is a perfect example of these vague and subtle but perfectly patternistic and subtly conspicuous kind of offhand-mention 37s and the like, and with an especially high amount of them today.

> Another excellent pair of standout "everywhere" 37 examples, both at the health-food store, beginning when I was looking for the acai powder and thus had to look up at a display shelf of all their powders and the like, directly beside which was the store's in-house CD player, in which the center of its display read "1:3:7," the track readout or something like that, and again with it Just Happening to end up directly/conspicuously in my sight where I had to look to find what I needed. And then, a couple minutes later when I went to check out, an even more blatant one when the clerk suddenly and conspicuously flicked his wrist around and thus brought his watch into view, reading exactly "3:17," and this again just so much more notable when experienced, with the watch being previously 100% invisible/turned away from me beforehand and then with it being flicked directly/conspicuously into my line of sight, without giving me the slightest chance to look for it and show any other sort of subconscious bias, and he had even lifted his arm and thus brought the watch directly to my eye level, I think he was scratching his face or something -- in any case, perfectly patternistic and "animated"/dramatic/"revealed," etc.

> First parking-lot cluster of the day, at the one department store, beginning when I got out of my super-random, inconvenient space and was met immediately by a lone, conspicuous car nearby, which was running and thus demanded my attention as I walked behind it, thus causing me to see its staring/perfectly angled 307-plate, followed by probably a half-dozen equally quietly conspicuous plates through the parking lot on the way inside, then about as many "everywhere"/random-sourced little 37s all over the place while going through the store, followed by a new handful on the way back through the parking lot, and at this point it seems like there were even more active-leaning standouts but I'd just lost track/gotten overwhelmed, etc

> Another parking-lot cluster, very similar, at the other department store I had to stop at on the way home after being oddly unable to get any organic acai powder anywhere, this one also beginning with a staring-greeter-style plate of some fashion that I can't remember, plus more staring plates on the way inside and a goodly number of everywheres inside. Then, upon leaving, had a triple conspicuous "farewell"-style cluster, beginning with yet another fully patternistic/classical "being greeted by a staring 307-plate immediately upon stepping into the parking lot, the first plate and angled perfectly, etc," and then, immediately upon my registering that plate, I noticed that, on the very edge of the right faring on the car parked directly beside the first, was an equally conspicuous/staring/"just peeking from around the first car" emblem reading "3.7L," and this directly beside/at level with the other car's 307-plate, as to be a sort of alignment-style one but at least a double/wham-bam-style if nothing else. And then, a couple minutes later when I'd gotten into the car and turned to look back before pulling out, I was met by an equally patternistic/classical 773-plate on the car directly behind me, and again in that fully passive/automatic/"happened too fast to allow even the slightest perceptual/psychological bias" fashion, with it just right "THERE" upon my turning my head fully around.

> And just now found another perfect "3:37 PM" receipt timestamp, and this one contextually notable again, given that it was another of those patternistically super-random, fully unpremeditated, spur-of-the-moment stop at a place I'd had absolutely zero intention of going today ...

Evening sauna video-watching saw another sudden return of super-subtle echoes and the like, exactly like last night, albeit without a "sweat-time" echo, or any other coherent enough to cite, despite there being probably a dozen or more within the space of just minutes.

Did have more when reading a magazine before bed, super-subtles/thematics/recurrences again and quite a few, along with a very notable and classical standout page-turn echo:

It started with another fully random, objective, and traceable chain of thoughts that ended with how I'd stopped eating that fiber blend after realizing that it had cranberry in it and was probably what's been irritating my guts, thus causing me to think something like "no more fiber" -- a split, infinitesimal second before I turned the magazine over to the new page (where I'd been holding it folded double, with the second page of the new leaf 100% invisible to me, even briefly since I'd kept it folded double when turning the last page, which I explicitly remember doing as it made the magazine easier to hold with one hand while the other rested), which was an ad for some digestive drug, depicting a woman pushing away a whole bunch of bottles with digestive supplements and such, two or three of which were labeled "FIBER" in big letters, this picture captioned with something like "get rid of all your IBS/digestive aids and use this drug instead" -- as to perfectly yet indirectly/non-literally echo the basic underlying sentiment of "no fiber" in my thought, and again in perfectly synchronistic and patternistic fashion. And really most of the other echoes during this time were as notable, just more subjective/complicated/symbolic/not as coherent, etc ...


Morning was much like the last couple days, a newish pattern emerging, with more of those exact same various and sporadic super-subtle echoes and recurrences and thematics and the like, though today saw some slightly more coherent/"graduated" ones during after-chore reading, and this corresponding with a fully reflective slight upgrade in health/thinking, etc. Some of these recurrences were, notably, of those more-graduated/coherent/notable/closely timed "I was just thinking that earlier this morning"-type recurrences, such as my thinking this morning about how I'd run out of the cocoa supplement and how my circulation does indeed seem to be worse because of it, thus causing me to think of vein constriction/lack of blood flow, which ended up recurring randomly in the magazine I'd started reading probably ~1 hour later, with an article that mentioned, randomly and offhand, circulation and "stiffening of the veins" specifically -- probably 5-6 like this alone, to that point that I can't remember them all despite their relative coherence.

Had a damn cool standout at morning reading too, and 100% of that now-classical page-turn variety, as notable as last night's and very similar in all ways. This time, it started with my having a twinge of that odd restlessness and overstimulation that I thought might be caused by the dandelion tea overstimulating my liver, thus causing me to think something like "restless/feels like I'm on drugs/overstimulated" -- again the slightest split second before I turned the page in the magazine to an article (of course previously unannounced/unadvertised elsewhere in the magazine/not foreshadowed in any way that could trigger subconscious cueing) about "speed," regarding amphetamines and stimulants and their effects, which not only instantly/patternistically echoed my immediate thoughts of "speediness/drugged-up overstimulation" as they were crossing my mind at the page-turn, but also to serve as a general, broader, thematic-type echo of all this as well (and this was also the article that mentioned the circulation/constriction of veins, etc, as well, just a big cluster within this article alone, made all the more notable for it).

Lunchtime reading: generally quiet today, also much in the way as I've been seeing the last several days, again with only some scattered super-subtle activity of the usual kinds before a total silence at the meal's end. Closest standout was another of those extremely subtle, "quiet," scattered-type of "nearby strangers in involved conversation echoing my reading" incidents, again with just a handful of one-word perfectly synchronistic echoes, just enough to hit that point of adhering to the pattern and reasonably ruling out chance. Some subtler, more-thematic-types too, such as when I read something funny in the book and decided to notate it in the margin with "I laughed," precisely as one of the nearby strangers randomly erupted into conspicuous laughter, after I think going the whole hour I'd been there without doing so.

The rest of the afternoon, thought-wise, was also very much like recent days, with general silence puncuated by several odd little clusters of super-subtle activity of that same manner, and still a great deal of it when it was present, to that point of again seeming to see all these little things recurring from the day, mixed with little echoes of various kinds here and there, plus some more of those super-profound personal thematics -- another synchronistic "salad"-type of period. Few standoutish ones:

> A now-classical "crossword-word recurrence" one, among several of these today, beginning when the answer to one of the clues on the morning crossword was the game company "Sega," which caused me to think of the Sega Genesis game system I'd had as a child, which struck me especially since it was another of those things that I'd just somehow forgotten and not thought of for months or years or whatever -- and then this afternoon, when going to that random thrift store to get AR her stuffed animal, I came across, on their shelf of all sorts of mixed-up random stuff thrown out for sale, nothing other than a Sega Genesis game system, befitting the classical "two encounters for the first time in a long time, back to back and conspicuous, within a short period of time" pattern

> Also at Goodwill, a good, more-coherent example of the super-subtle "incidental"/"environmental" echoes: it happened when I was looking at books and took this fully random one from the shelf and turned it over to look at the back cover, thus bringing the central text of "VOICE-OVER" directly/absently/automatically into my line of sight -- precisely as, from just behind me, this electronic voice popped on from a child's-game machine there, as to vaguely and subtly yet precisely echo the basic sentiment of "a voice," and so perfectly synchronistic that it was downright startling, especially in the silence of the big empty store with no music on or anything. And somewhat notably contextually: I'd thought that someone behind me had just picked up a toy and turned on to see if it worked or something, hence the sudden voice coming on and saying "this is such and such child's game, do xxx to play" -- except, when I turned around later, there was nobody there, and then a little later on when I was browsing in the same vicinity, I heard the machine cut on randomly with more talking a second time, when there was still nobody around, so apparently this machine was just malfunctioning or something and popping on randomly with this eerie electronic child's voice announcing that it was on ...

> Had a sudden cluster of perfectly patternistic "magazine-reading"-style echoes when sitting down to read at the shop while getting the car inspected, these of that exact same variety and feel and subjectivity, though did have another standoutish page-turn one too, when I realized I'd started breathing shallow again and thus went to suck in a big deep breath, for the first time since leaving the coffee shop an hour or so before -- a patternistically split second before I turned the page to a picture of a plaque reading "INHALE." Even had some more of those exact same "nearby stranger conversation one-word echoes" like at lunch, when one of the mechanics was chatting up a random customer and immediately began echoing what I was randomly reading in the magazine ...

Numbers also followed more or less that exact pattern I've been seeing the last couple days, still predominantly more-singular, standoutish incidents rather than the typical abundance of low-key 37-plates in traffic and such that I used to see for so long there, though today did see more of these than last couple, and a general uptick all around, as to be pretty active overall. Notes/standouts:

> Another "immediately after lunch super-random 37" one, and this time with a twist, being a "cashier quoting a price" one, when I was still at the coffee shop but had finished lunch and gone in on an odd, first-time third trip inside to buy some actual coffee beans to take with me, when the customer in front of me was quoted a price of "$3.74," ha ha

> Had another of those sudden after-lunch clusters after a total lack of numbers on the morning drive, too, beginning with scattered 37-plates in traffic and such, then more-active, frequent ones both in traffic and "everywhere" as I began running errands, including a standoutish one at the thrif store with the "voice" echo, when I went to pay and, finding no one at the register, stood there for a moment looking around for an employee, thus causing me to absently looking out the plate glass window while turning my head -- and thus seeing, directly across from me in the parking lot, a 637-plate, this again in that patternistically perfectly angled "staring" manner

> Had another "highway merger"-type 37-plate "flash" too, though this one came with a notable twist over most recently. This time, it happened when I merged onto the road into the rightmost lane precisely as a truck was turning through the median, just ahead of me, into the leftmost lane, and thus revealing/"flashing" its 3007-plate, and this again with that absolutely flawless timing and logistical accuracy between both my speed and turning angle and viewing angle and those of the truck, just so completely fluid that we couldn't have pulled it off if we'd tried, and so explicitly patternistic of these

> And also as explictly patternistic, another of those "on the way home" sudden and conspicuous upticks/clusters of low-key 37 plates, today with a few more-active/conspicuous traffic ones in there too, and all of this followed up, in patternistic "climactic" fashion, with yet another of those "geographic" random 37-plates at that corner restaurant I pass on the way home, and this one was just like that one with the truck pulling into the parking lot randomly like that one time, rather than a statically parked car, as to again lend that ridiculously perfect timing/logistical element to it, with this truck turning into the lot *just at the right time* such that I would have just enough time to register its 473-plate before it completed the turn and went out of view

Evening reading saw identical resurgences of super-subtle activity like last couple nights, and as much and with exact same feel, etc. One standout example: another classical objective-thought page-turn in a magazine, beginning when I thought randomly of how I'd lost weight after weighing myself at the gym today, thus causing me to think of how my metabolism seems to be high, just before I turned the page in the magazine and at the very top, first paragraph, the first sentence mentioned "speeding metabolism" or something like that, echoing perfectly the thought as it formed and crossed my mind, etc.


Morning kept the same recent pattern of scattered extremely subtle activity, though did see one of those classical "sudden improvements in health after the night's headsickness wore off some corresponding perfectly synchronistic with a sudden appeared of a random-reading 37," during after-chore reading again, and fully in line with the pattern of my hitting that critical shift in basic health/thinking/functioning and having a sudden appearance of a 37 variant in random reading after seeing zero beforehand. This time it came with something of a twist, with it involving a picture where, in the background, there was a whiteboard with vertical columns on random numbers all over it, the leftmost edge of which was cropped *just so* that a 7 and a 3 showed there, as to form a fuzzy vertical "73," and with this falling directly into my line of sight/immediate area of focus upon experiencing the health shift and turning the page.

Had a pretty cool standoutish reading recurrence at the same time, too, just maybe a minute or two later when I came to a random write-up in the magazine about bombing in a war zone and how there was an early-warning system in place to reduce impact, thus causing me to think immediately of how I'd just been reading of that exact same thing in the 'Zigzag' book last night before finishing, except then it had involved the Germans' bombing of England during WWII -- and then of course the article ended up mentioning this specifically, as to be either a very subtle standout recurrence or a more-coherent little-thing-type recurrence, and this one would actually mature and repeat itself somewhat during lunchtime reading, when I resumed reading the book and the bombing part and it went on to echo all sorts of the stuff from the writeup, among many other little-thing recurrences and thematics too, a sort of meta-recurrence, however subtle and individually not highly notable.

Lunchtime reading saw more of the same recent activity and pattern more or less, another 5-6 scattered reading echoes and thematics and the like of varying notability. Two standoutish examples:

> Another objective-thought/page-turn one (why so many of these lately?), when, just before finishing one page, I thought of what I needed to do after leaving the coffee shop, thus causing me to think of how I needed most urgently to send off Ashley's birthday gift to get it into today's mail, thus causing me to absently/automatically visualize the box it was to be shipped in -- and then, a few seconds later as I turned the page and began reading the first paragraph there, it randomly mentioned "a small parcel," in the same context of a little package, and this coming again while the thought/visualization was crossing my mind in that intertwined fashion

> Another small-sounding one that was in reality much bigger/more notable when experienced, a "random sound"-type one, when I came to "gunning" in the book precisely as, from the parking lot just nearby, a car suddenly and randomly and loudly gunned its engine, corresponding absolutely flawlessly with my reading the word, ridiculously surreal

> Another extremely notable one that doesn't really translate to text, towards the end of lunch after I went inside and so could hear the radio playing in there, when I randomly/singularly came to "Werewolves" in the book precisely as the song cued this random little background sound clip of a classical wolf-like howl, and this made all the more notable by the fact that it was the only single time in the whole song that there was any sort of howling in it, being just this random little oddball sample thrown in during the song's climactic fade-out, one of those things that had nothing to do with the rest of the song, yet it corresponding absolutely perfectly in timing and precision to my coming to that equally singular and random reference in the book (never mentioned before or after)

The rest of the day was almost totally silent, and this corresponding with a sudden and drastic shift in health/consciousness early afternoon after lunch, I think maybe either the allergies hitting me after being outside for the first time all day, or the meal not agreeing with me or whatever, but was highly notable in that "negative" fashion due to its stark reflection of my condition and the like. Really all I remember is there being an extremely scant few 37-plates in traffic and parking lots, with zero standouts/more-active ones today in big contrast to last couple, and I think maybe the equally slightest scatterings of one-word super-subtle thought-echoes and the like.

Another evening-long resurgence of super-subtle yet highly subjectively notable activity, and *exactly* like last two nights in underlying pattern/behavior/feel/varieties, as to again just be ridiculously notable for the patternistic/repetitive element of this alone, however subjective it might be. Of the many super-subtle little echoes, best standoutish example of these as a whole: it was a triple "randomly but objectively/traceably thinking something and then having it spontaneously appear in my reading"-type sequence, beginning when I thought of how I was going to take a break from eating dinner and reading to email Charlie at the publisher's, a split second before I came to "Charlie" in the text, suddenly and singularly and totally without precedent, and it was even printed exactly like that, with quotations as to stand out even more, and again in that manner where it was visible to me peripherally beforehand but I can so reliably and fully trace my thoughts specifically to the objective event of needing to take a break and then subsquently thinking of how emailing Charlie was next on my little mental list of meal-break chores and the like to do -- and then, seconds later, the exact same thing happened again, except even more objective and traceable, when I subsequently thought, after the "Charlie email" thought, of how, after emailing him, I needed email the playwright David Williams and tell him how much I liked the play, this coming a split second before I randomly/singularly came to "Williams" in the text, without quotations this time but as objective, and even moreso given that this was on the next subsequent page, and my chain of thought had 100% begun at the very end of last page, when this one wasn't even visible to me peripherally -- and then, seconds later, it happened yet again, when, a couple lines down, I randomly came to "wrote a letter" or something like that, now echoing fully the absent/automatic thought/visualization of me typing the email I'd had after thinking of emailing David Williams. Utterly damn surreal, and this was just the most-coherent/text friendly of these, the others being more or less as striking and pronounced, just more complicated/subjective/symbolic, etc.


Morning was almost exactly like yesterday, the exact same pattern and variety and even the general arc and amount of incidents the very same little blend of all-inclusive super-subtle echoes and thematics and recurrences, right down to a single, classically patternistic "lifting of night's headsickness/improvement in health corresponding with a singular, sudden 37 in after-chore reading"-type one, not in a picture or anything this time, just a random-quoted-figure of "7.3g" but coming perfectly synchronistic with that exact same fundamental shift in health/consciousness/clarity of mind, me "returning" to myself somewhat after being so internally dead, and again with it Just Happening to be directly in my line of sight as I read down afterward, and I'm 100% sure that there were absolutely no others in the entire magazine beforehand, ha ha.

Likewise, the ride to lunch saw the sudden onset of the now-patternistic very-slightly-upgraded/coherent little echoes on the radio and such, still very subtle and broadly thematic rather than explicit/singular but of the same patternistic "step up" from the morning's activity. Next, lunchtime reading followed this same pattern as well, now upgrading further, with the same basic activity but just more of it and "faster," soon reaching that "rapid-fire" level of just one after another extremely subtle little echo or recurrence or thematic popping up in the text in some fashion, almost immediately just overwhelming my ability to keep track and register them all, and eventually adding up to a couple dozen at least before lunch was even over. Afternoon would continue this constantly more or less, with only the slightest lulls here and there, only subsiding by the time I started making my way home, pretty much a "storm"-level amount of activity by then, however subtle and subjective and with no overly coherent examples to cite. Did get a couple examples down at least, however individually dismissible:

> A good example of the general, background-static, broadly "synchronistic"-type of activity that often presents itself during these clusters: while walking through the parking lot at the store, I watched as one car backed out just as one across the lane began backing out, such that they were probably in each other's blind spots, thus causing me to automatically/absently think something like "car crash/accident/hit the brakes" -- precisely as, from across the parking lot, a loud, violent, conspicuous squeal of brakes sang out, absolutely flawlessly timed with my thought as to echo it, yet fully separate from the potential accident that my thought pertained to (those cars did manage to avoid one another), such that it fit that basic behavioral pattern of my basic thought being echoed (broadcast?) into external reality in some fashion

> Another one along these lines, of the great many "instant one-word/partial/fuzzy/loose"-type of thought echoes that characterize these clusters. It happened just outside the grocery store as I left, when I 100% objectively/traceably thought of what I needed to do next and found I'd done everything, thus causing me to think "time to go home, then" -- precisely as, from behind me, one nearby stranger said to another, "So you're going home" or something like that, and this of the exact same pattern/coherence of the probably several dozen I experienced today and during other super-subtle clusters, as to again just bring about that fluid, meshed-together state of "living dream"

Numbers were also more or less exactly like the last pattern of late, with a relative few low-key 37-plates and "everywhere" appearances, and these mostly only coming later in the afternoon rather than just after lunch as seems to be the trend. Standouts/examples:

> Another of those "universal joy" 37-appearances, exactly like others though with something of a more-notable twist. It started when I noticed this great-looking Harley motorcycle coming up in my rearview mirror, thus causing me to think of how much I'd love to have one and successfully ride it, thus bringing about ultimately that express feeling of universal joy -- a split second before the bike passed and thus "revealed"/"flashed" its 23007-plate directly into my line of sight. And then, immediately after this, when I stopped at the intersection just ahead, I stopped behind a 371-plate car, the second only of the day from what I remember, with the bike's plate being the first.

> A classical "objective event drawing my attention to a random 37-plate car"-type one, at the farmers market when I was walking up to it and I saw the vendor I'd come to buy from walking across the street to the nearby parking lot, thus causing me to distinctly notice her since, not only was she the one I'd come to see but with her over there, it meant that I couldn't immediately go buy from her, all just causing my attention to be distinctly focused on her at that moment -- only to watch her walking directly to a car with a 735-plate, ha ha

> A really cool and notable rapid-fire cluster just before heading home from the store, beginning with a sudden quietly conspicuous 37-plate on a truck after not seeing any for some time beforehand, followed by two more immediately, in one-two-three fashion -- and then, as fast, I came upon a fourth, and this one began backing out right as I approached, as to cause me to revert my attention to it patternistically and thus sort of "see it twice," acting as a double in itself in a way

Evening reading and the like did see another patternistic resurgence of super-subtle activity, but lesser overall tonight, and of a "quieter" feel and intensity/"flavor." Had some more of those insanely profound personal thematics in the book tonight, and still without any way to faithfully describe these other than "wow." Best standout example of the echoes, of the many subtler objective-thought/event-type reading echoes during dinnertime reading:

> It was another "involuntary bodily function" type, as I seem to suddenly be seeing so many of lately, evenings in particular. This one started with my getting one of those sudden, audible, intense spells of gut evacuation/mobility that come soon after eating dinner on nights I do the castor oil pack, with this corresponding distinctly with a part of the 'Fifth Child' book I came to at the same time, where it goes into the pregnant woman describing the child in her violently kicking in a bizzarrely strong and insistent way, with several underlying-sentiment-echo-type references to "mobile stomach" and "gurgling" and all of the stuff that was generally transpiring at the same time in my guts. And it bears mentioning that this one was looser, not perfectly synchronistic, with another of those 3-4 second delays between the onset of my gut mobility and my coming to the echoing text, all of which was in line with the generally "quieter"/"looser" tone of this evening's incidents, interestingly.


Morning was more or less still in the same basic pattern of lately, with scattered super-subtle activity in the exact same varieties and manner, yet today holding with that same fewer/quieter tone I observed last night. And did have yet another of those "sudden health improvement first-37s-of-the-day in random reading" like the last two days, and this too in quieter/looser/not perfectly synchronistic fashion, just like that "mobile stomach" echo last night, where the improvement came on slower, over a period of maybe a minute or two, and was followed up with a similar ~30 second delay, when I came randomly to this big ad in the morning's magazine advertising "Off-the-beaten-path adventure No. 37," ha ha, and again when I'm 100% sure there'd been no such mention in the whole ~30 minutes of reading up until then.

Next activity came at lunchtime reading, beginning with a slow appearance of those same one-word echoes and little-thing recurrences from morning and some more super-profound personal thematics, and then soon developing into the more-constant and striking albeit still super-subtle/difficult to convey echoes, and quite a few by the meal's end, as to move away from that "quieter" mode a bit, and this again reflecting fully some attendant improvement in health/thinking/clarity after the calories/metablism/etc began to take effect. Couple standouts/examples:

> After a series of subtler one-words, had a double "objective event/thought"-type one, back to back, beginning when I again caught myself in a bad bodily habit, this time tensing my shoulders and slumping while reading, thus causing me to think "tensing your shoulders again" -- precisely as I came to "then he tensed his muscles" in the book. And then, immediately after that, I finished a bite and laid down the book to take a break, and then, just afterward, when I resumed reading the book and looked up to find my place at the top of the page where I'd left off, I noticed how, directly across from me and visible over the top of the book, was a man sitting at the next table over and staring pointedly at his open lapop and a video or something playing on it, thus causing me to absently register it with a thought of something like "he's fixed on his laptop/engaged in the video" -- precisely as I came to my place in the book, at the second half of that "he tensed" sentence, which read fully, "then he tensed his muscles, like them, and seemed absorbed in the screen," echoing perfectly the man's conspicuous, downgazing absorption in his laptop screen, and the text was even in the same basic context, of someone looking at a television screen.

> A similarly cool and profound and notable one soon after, also involving when I raised up my book after a break and was struck by what was visible directly over it, which I had to automatically/objectively see due to it being so prominently/directly in my line of sight. This time, it was the twin headlights of a car that had just parked in the shop's parking lot just outside, visible directly across from me through the plate glass, which were those sharp, intense LED headlines, uncomfortably bright and pointed directly into my eyes as to make me squint and leave tracers/temporarily blind me, and which I immediately registered as something like a staring pair of eyes, such was their spacing and their immediate impression on me, thus ultimately causing me to think something like "staring eye-like headlights shining right in my eyes" -- precisely as I raised up the book higher and was able to block them out, and so began reading at the very top of the new page, in which the first sentence read "their eyes shone," as to indirectly/non-literally echo the basic sentiment of "shining eyes" that loosely but distinctly characterized the underlying sentiment, and this time perfectly synchronistic/intertwined, in that patternistic "tighter" timing of the thought crossing my mind at the precise instant I read the text, and again all hinging on perfect timing and the objective event of the car's arrival just then, and at that perfect angle/spacing/other logistics

Afternoon went more or less silent thought-wise, with only the slightest scattered incidents here and there, lesser than last couple days it seemed, and without any of those big heavy/rapid-fire clusters that I remember. Did have a couple standouts:

> Another radio/objective-event echo, and this one almost exactly like that one at the thrift store the other day, when the radio randomly sang out about donating goods as I pulled in and thought of how I was about to donate the book. This time it was at the library, where I was going to leave the free magazines I'd amassed before taking others, and again with my thinking absently/automatically something like "here to drop off magazines" right as I approached the driveway and began pulling in, and with the radio this time randomly/singularly singing out "I want to give everything away," ha ha

> A good example of these longwinded, extremely subtle, thematic-type incidents that characterize the super-subtle activity. It started a couple days ago when I heard that "Gone Away" song on the radio, with the chorus of "heaven feels so far away," which I immediately felt described how I feel when that nightmarish most recent headsickness comes on and depersonalizes/blunts me so much, as to make me quietly identify the song with this sentiment -- and then, first, I randomly heard this again on the radio at least twice if not three times after over the next couple days, conspicuously so given how it's an older song and not in the Top 40 or something, but then, each time I heard it, it was almost almost *exactly* when I had a random, sudden spell of that very headsickness come on, as to echo the basic subtle thoughts that would result, of something like "oh no, losing myself again, feel totally disconnected from 'heaven.'" But even after the second or third time, it still seemed vague and subtle and loosely timed enough to be simple coincidence, until today, when it not only happened again in the same patternistic manner, but today I can 100% trace the onset of the spell and my reactive thoughts to it *before* the song came on, and only seconds before, and today again without preface or announcement or anything, just an explicit onset of the headsickness and that exact same sentiment followed by the near-immediate cueing of the song, all but perfectly synchronistic.

Numbers were present more or less the same as lately today too, beginning with more exclusively after-lunch low-key 37-plates in traffic, and following another slow arc up to some scattered more-active incidents, though not a whole lot today, somewhat showing that "quiet" tone/frequency of last night and earlier today. One pretty good standout, of several similarly more-conspicuous/"active"/"intelligence" ones:

> A classical "perfectly timed/'orchestrated'-seeming 37-plate flash," when I came out of the market and made to turn into the road to leave, but was just a split second too late to pull in front of an oncoming car, thus causing me to wait a split second for it to safely pass as I watched -- only to be greeted by its 307-plate, and again perfectly/automatically in my absent line of sight, etc, again animated/"striking" fashion

Evening saw more activity of the exact same basic kind as last several nights now, definitely a newly established pattern, tonight beginning with more of that "quieter"/less frequent activity but eventually ramping back up to semi-rapid-fire/back-to-back reading echoes and the like by the end of dinnertime reading, including more of those absolutely profound living-dream/"the book is describing my exact experience at this very moment"-type of thematics.

One standout/example from this time: another of those "random song looping through my head echoing things radio-style"-type of incident, and this one a multiple, where the song had "gone away" in the chorus (the same "Gone Away" song from that "out of heaven" thematic), and just about every single damn time the song, in the back of my head, would hit the chorus and "sing" this lyric, I'd come to a random "away" in the text, and this one happening again so many times that it reasonably ruled out coincidence/chance, ultimately probably upwards of 6-8 times within the course of the hour's reading, ha ha.


Morning broke the recent pattern, being almost totally silent, just the slightest little "threshold"-level scattered echoes and thematics and such here and there, and zero random-reading 37s/"health improvement"-type incidents today.

First activity I noticed came during church, with a scant few of those "sermon echoing exactly what I was randomly thinking/experiencing"-type incidents, but these of the same extremely subtle/too-subjective-to-be-described variety, though numerous enough and patternistic enough to definitely be there nonetheless.

Lunch was about the same, just the scantest few reading echoes and recurrences and such, again in the same basic feel/"mode" as lately but much more subdued than last couple days. Did, however, have more of those insanely profound and surreal personal thematics in the book, this one just rife with them despite the lack of activity otherwise, still just absolutely beyond words for all their subtly and subjectivity.

Rest of the afternoon was equally subdued and quiet, staying a downtick from last several days with the exception of a few periods of extremely subtle/sparse echoes and such, much like morning and lunch still. Did have several of those "random song on MP3 player while at gym perfectly echoing my objective thoughts/actions"-style incidents, but these too were also very subtle and not individually notable/coherent. Had a few radio/random-passing-sign-one-words while driving around as well, with a couple decent standout examples:

> This one was a sort of number-repeat combo-type one as I've seen before, beginning when the radio randomly sang out "forty-four," which expressly stuck out to me, not just because it's one the minority non-37 repeats but this one just being very "THERE," in that indescribable yet distinctly patternistic way, as to make me take particular note of it and thus have the absent/automatic thought of "forty-four" -- precisely as a drifter-style truck passed me from my left in the next lane over, thus "inserting" its 440-plate directly into my line of such and perfectly synchronistic with the thought, such that my thought of "forty-four" corresponded/crossed my mind in that perfect intertwined fashion with my having the "44" "invade" my vision. And this is a minor trend I've noticed the last few days, lots of smaller, subtler version of this kind of perfectly synchronistic number-echo, this one being a bit more notable and coherent due to the timing and "active"/"animated" nature of it

> A classical standout "super-random passing sign/perfectly logistic driving/radio"-style echo, when I passed this random, single sign reading "OLD TIME CONCRETE" precisely as "old time rock and rock" sang randomly from the radio, and this again 100% in that pattern of the two "old times" corresponding absolutely perfectly/intertwined/overlapped with one another, and made even more notable by the fact that I came upon the sign while rounding a sharp bend, when it was otherwise 100% invisible, as to culminate in that absolutely flawless, multi-variable/logistical precision and timing, with my speed and the sign's appearance and the radio lyric and my registering it all just "snapping" together in that one sort of "synchronistic moment" as these bring about, utterly surreal for all that it loses in translation to text

Numbers, on the other hand, followed very much the same pattern of last several days (again suggesting that they exist on a separate "channel" of some kind?), today being a bit more conspicuous from another classical "leaving the coffee shop and being immediately greeted by a 'staring' 37-plate"-type incident, and this one pretty notable given that it was also the very first 37-plate of the day and the very first plate I encountered upon leaving the shop, all just so ridiculously like past incidents of this particular kind, as to again just be highly notable from that express patternistic aspect alone (the sheer chances of such repeated incidents, given the great many variables involved???). From there, also entered another slow arrival of numbers through the afternoon, also per the latest trend, with several low-key 37-plates in traffic giving way to a few more-active/conspicuous ones, followed by another patternistic lull and then slight uptick/resurgence upon starting home, and then total silence by the time I got there, and without any really coherent/standout incidents ultimately.

Evening followed the exact same damn pattern as recently, and tonight there was nothing quiet about it, still super-subtle incidents of all kinds but a relatively large amount, sometimes back-to-back/rapid-fire, just so much of it and all so subjectively notable that I can't even remember a single incident, all of it just lumped together in this giant mush of "external world synchronistically reflecting my interal one in some way or another."

One semi-standout that I remembered later, for want of example: it was another "I was just thinking that explicitly before sitting down to read"-type one, beginning with my having that terrible cold sensitivity and the like and thus thinking about how I couldn't possibly camp out in the van with it again, along with all sorts of other basic sentiment of "cold-weather outdoor camping," and then, maybe 5 minutes later tops (might've been just moments later, I can't remember exactly), I began reading the day's random freebie magazine, and either the very first or maybe the second (again random, fully unprefaced/not-previously-advertised) offhand article was about camping outdoors, and at first I pegged it as another vague/fuzzy/underlying-sentiment-only thematic incident, with it distinctly/patternistically but indirectly referencing all of the sentiment I'd been having more or less right up to then except couched in the idea of van-camping rather than in a tent as in the article -- but then, halfway through the article, it actually mentioned "camping out in a van" specifically, ha ha. And this was just typical of the whole night, one after another of these echoes, whether direct or indirect, literal or thematic/sentimental only, whatever, just loads of them all over the place between different reading material and just random encounters/experiences, etc. Lovely.


Today followed the exact same pattern as lately but with a significant downturn in overall activity, and this again following the reflective pattern of a fully proportional downturn in health/clarity of thought/internal "deadening" and depersonalization, etc.

Morning: just the slightest few echoes here and there, plus several recurrences and crossword-word-type echoes ("pong" was the answer to one of the day's clues, and again the first I'd encountered it in ages as to make it stand out to me in that quiet but particular way, and then it was mentioned again as randomly an hour or two later in the morning's freebie magazine), and did have another of those "sudden health improvement 37-appearance" incidents, though this one was like the last, with a seconds-long delay, and also seeming to correspond with the generally diminished improvement that resulted ultimately, due to that bizarre allergic-like stuffiness of the head I had all morning even after the night's toxicity had waned somewhat.

Lunch was somewhat different, in that it was absolutely fully silent except one single, fuzzy-but-distinct/notable recurrence at the very start. This one began much like other such incidents in this vein, when I went to the appointment and the doctor immediately started telling me about a train trip she'd just gotten back from, and specifically how she'd had to arrive at 3am and then got back similarly late at 11PM, totally spontaneously and not really in relevant to anything and gushing about it for probably ten minutes or so, very conspicuously and also abnormally for her, since she usually just leaves me to read for the initial machine treatment, all as to again make it stand out in my mind through the morning stay there in the back of my head after I left -- and then at lunch, about 30 minutes later when I sat down to begin reading the 'Paris to the Moon' book, it opened with this pages-long description of a Parisian mural (pictured on the book's very first page) depicting a train going toward a bright full moon, the entire section of which generally echoed the subtle-but-specific sentiment of "night train trip" that began so conspicuously with the doctor's trip description, and this 100% in the pattern/feel/behavior of these most recent recurrences and longwinded thematics or whatever.

And then from there, an absolute silence all through the meal, and this reflecting the extreme headsickness/dullness/deadening that followed the appointment, with that head stuffiness just overwhelming me to the point of being a total zombie, with my reading the book just barely even registering with me/my reading comprehension severely compromised (and that's why there was no activity? a reflection of my inability to register the text and thus initiate the phenomenon in some way?).

Did have a slight bit of the same super-subtle echoes and recurrences later in the afternoon, but almost all were of that extremely subtle and sparse variety, with most of the time staying totally silent and "dead." Couple notes:

> Had one of those singular, standout, coherent radio/thought echoes all the sudden, beginning with a long, traceable, objective chain of thought that eventually led to the question of my continued weight loss and whether I should say or do anything about it, etc -- a split second before the radio randomly/singularly sang out "I've lost a little weight," and in a song I'd never heard before, and again without any preface to the subject of "weight loss" or anything remotely related, about as cut-and-dry an echo as you can get

> Then, on the super-subtle/fuzzy/vague side, typical of the probably dozen or so echoes I had today: it started when I left the packing store right as one of the employees there said randomly to another, "I'm a glutton for punishment," and then, maybe 5 seconds later when I stopped in front of a bench outside to pick up some random litter to throw away, as I raised up, a picture on an ad on back of the bench went directly across my vision in patternistic fashion, of the Fat Bastard character from those Austin Powers movies, with the man being grotesquely overweight, etc, as to echo the "fat/glutton" sentiment, and not perfectly synchronistic but still very closely timed, while the words "glutton for punishment" were still absently crossing my mind in the seconds after I left the shop, and all of this fully 100% patternistic in behavior/feel of these recent variants

Numbers: just like lately in basic feel and pattern and type, but only with a slow onset of exclusively after-lunch low-key traffic and parking-lot plates, without any more-active ones that I remember, again enough to establish their presence and my "entering the 37-plates-in-traffic zone," but not more much than that, and also totally silent in this regard by the time I started home.


Today was much like yesterday more or less, yet a bit oddly so, given another of my sudden and drastic improvements in health through afternoon, which saw only less activity if anything, rather than a reflective uptick of any kind.

Morning was again exactly like the last several for the most part, scattered all-inclusive super-subtle yet 100% patternistic echoes/thematics/recurrences. Then, also like many days recently, had a sudden and slight graduation of the activity immediately upon leaving, in the driveway when backing out again, beginning when a semi-standout radio/objective-event echo when I had to brake while waiting for a passing car, and as I had my foot on the pedal, it did this odd thing where it suddenly lost some pressure and moved closer to the floorboard as I held it with my foot, as if it had sprung a sudden brake-fluid leak or something, but in any case causing me to automatically/patternistically register it with a thought of something like "pedal gone soft" -- precisely as "relax" sang randomly/singularly from the radio, and again non-literally but perfectly describing the basic sentiment/thought I was having at that express second and fully patternistic of these super-subtle/fuzzy-type echoes, and again flawlessly intertwined with my thought as it crossed my mind.

A very similar one later in the afternoon, characteristic of these, when I went to look in the rearview mirror and, finding it had dropped down as it does when I hit a bump, to an angle that kept me from seeing adequately if there was anyone behind me, I registered this with the passing thought of "can't see behind me" -- precisely as "I can see you" sang randomly/singularly from the radio, and this was perfectly patternistic of many of these super-subtle echoes, where it's either a basic sentimental echo of "see" or one of those weird "inverse" echoes, the positive-yet-equal statement of the negative one expressed in my thought.

Also here and there through morning and lunchtime reading: more of those ridiculously profound, "reading exactly what I'm experiencing at large in my life in the book or whatever"-type of thematics, and still just so absolutely surreal I can't even put it into words ...

Lunchtime reading was again almost totally silent but for the most scattered and subtle activity, just the "threshold" level today. One single example I can remember: another of those striking-yet-small one-word echoes, when I came to "stand" in the book at the precisely instant that, from the corner of my eye, someone stood from a nearby table, wholly unnotable if it weren't so expressly patternistic of these and so flawlessly timed.

And one more I just remembered: when I looked randomly out the window beside me, precisely as a car pulled up and stopped briefly at the driveway, and then, from the corner of my eye as I resumed reading the book at "picked up speed," the car suddenly jerked forward and pulled through, again perfectly synchronistic with my registering the text and the event. And, also, it was a 731-plate car, ha ha.

Afternoon was also largely silent, aside from some equally sparse little echoes here and there, along with the odd thematic and the usual handful of recurrences and such beginning with morning thoughts/experiences/encounters. Not silent by any means, but far from "loud" or overly active.

One semi-standout, notable collectively: another of those "perfectly timed random-number echoes," when I rounded a corner and came upon a 792-plate on a car on the other side, precisely as "ninety-two-point-seven FM" came over the radio, and with the car angled such that I approached it from the left so that the 2 and 9 were the first to become visible, and which I registered as "92" instead of 2 and 9, and with this corresponding perfectly/patternistically with the "92" portion of the radio's announcement, and made all the more subjectively notable and surreal by that expressly patternistic "revealing"/perfect timing/"intelligently orchestrated" logistical nature of it.

Numbers were, also like yesterday, very few and generally low-key, just some scattered "quietly conspicuous"-type 37-plates in traffic and parking lots again. Only real standout was a patternistic "greeter"-style plate when I came out of the gas station and, immediately, I was "greeted" by a "staring" 637-plate on a Jeep parked illegally/in a non-space directly/conspicuously across from me, and the very first plate I was exposed to, etc.

Evening saw another cluster of the exact same super-subtle activity, sort of like night before last, of that quieter/subtler/less-active bent but definitely there. Best example: another of those thematic-type/involuntary bodily fuction reading echoes, beginning when I had that cold sensitivity suddenly return after it being so conspicuously absent all day, for the first time in over twelve hours and for no obvious reason, just an entirely spontaneous and conspicuous spell of it -- just before I finished a chapter in the book and then came to the next, entitled "The Chill," and about just that, a cold winter in Paris, as to be both an immediate echo of the sudden cold-sensitivity/cold-body onset as well as just a more-longwinded echo of the general cold sentiment over the next few pages, when both myself and the book were not cold/about anything cold until exactly then.

Another standoutish one from this evening: it began this afternoon at the chiropractor's, with another of those now-patternistic "totally offhand conspicuous remarks/conversations"-type one, where, from out of nowhere immediately upon my seeing the man, he went into this long, one-sided conversation about getting old and retirement and how he felt he could quit working at any time if he wanted to, along with how being older/working less gave him more time to "reflect," that term explicitly, and all of this sticking out distinctly in my mind due to its express randomness and the now-patternistic element where so many of these conspicuously offhand, unsolicited conversations with random people seem to be echoed later -- and then in the book tonight, sure enough, it not only had a big long random part about retirement that echoed the basic sentiments the chiropractor had mentioned, to a T, thematic-style, but it also mentioned explicitly how older/retirement-age people have more time to "reflect," ha ha.


Today followed that exact same recently pattern almost exactly again, another quieter/less-active day but adhering fully to the same arc and vareties of incidents and their underlying feel, and all of this maintaining that expressly "reflective" element, with my staying in the same basic condition as far as allergies/illness/thought processes/various symptoms and the like go, just so distinct in this regard this last week or so.

Morning was another batch of the same scattered little echoes and thematics and recurrences, though no "sudden health improvement" 37-appearance today (or any other that I remember for that matter). Did have a marked handful of those distinct "objective event being explicitly echoed in after-chore reading" echoes, though all were too subtle/complex/subjective to cite. Very much there, in any case.

Did have some number activity on the drive to lunch, beginning with a cool "Compelled to illogically do something, only to result in a conspicuous 37-plate encounter"-type one, when I was suddenly struck, upon pulling out of the driveway, to go out the long way from the park, despite being late already and being in a hurry and such -- only to send me directly past a conspicuously parked 337-plate truck, of course "staring" at me, and all the more notable given that it was parked in a non-space, just alongside the road, among other vehicles by the place where they're doing the renovation work, and directly/conspicuously/patternistically right in my line of sight, etc.

Then, just afterward once I'd gotten on a road, a very notable and standout double, beginning with a classical "slowly creeping up on a conspicuously slow-moving car as to eventually get just close enough for its 37-plate to resolve"-type one, this one with a 377-plate car going under the speed limit and eventually ending up with a whole line of cars trailing it, but then, at the precise instant that I got close enough to register the plate, my trip odometer, just visible peripherally below the windshield, rolled to "7037" exactly, and in that incredibly perfect, flawlessly "orchestrated" timing and "animated" manner, just so ridiculously surreal.

Lunchtime reading was almost totally silent today, another with just the most scattered few "reading of an objective event perfectly synchronistic in some random text in the book"-type echoes, plus the usual spattering of thematics and recurrences. Did have one standoutish/coherent one right at the end of the meal, a subtle, thematic-style echo much like that "Chill" one last night, beginning when I came to this totally random, sudden page or so in the book that started talking about Christmas and Christmas trees, precisely as, from behind me, a Christmas song began playing, this coming from an alarm system that an employee of the coffee shop was trying to install, absolutely bizarrely so, such that she was testing out various alarms and the like, beginning with the usual beeps and boops, but then she eventually cycled over to these songs as the alarms it seemed, beginning with a couple normal songs, but then coming, seemingly totally at random, to some classic Christmas carol I can't remember exactly but immediately recognized -- just seconds or less before I came to this random Christmas-part in the book, 100% patternistic of these "slow," non-striking thematic-style echoes.

The rest of the afternoon saw the subtlest of activity interspersed with long periods of silence, again with the barest few scattered 37-plates in traffic and such only (one exception, the only I can recall: a classically "staring" 317-plate at the gas station, made a bit more notable by my sudden Compelling to stop at this one particularly, and at its particular pump, only to get "hit" with the plate when I went to leave and look forward to see if anyone was coming, only to have the plate directly in my line of sight, etc). Only real cluster/more-intense period I remember is at the gym, when I had a scattered, very subtle, but fully patternistic series of those "MP3 player's random lyrics echoing perfectly, albeit in one-word/super-subtle fashion, my completely random yet completely objective/independant actions/exercises/things going on around me"-type incidents.

Evening: yet another big cluster of nearly back-to-back "objective thought/event"-type reading echoes again, plus the usual recurrences and thematics, and again lots and lots and lots of them, and all highly subjectively notable but without any really coherent/standoutish enough to cite. Absolutely damn surreal in any case.


Morning was totally silent today, I think maybe with two or three extremely subtle/threshold-type incidents, these actually perhaps so few and sparse that they might've just been simple chance.

First activity came only after the drive to the coffee shop, with a sudden and somewhat notable pair of "greeter" plates, pretty standout compared to others. It started when I went to park and began to pull into the first available space, which turned out to be directly beside a staring 37-plate. But then, feeling that space was a bit too small, I went down to a wider one down the way a little bit, and pulling into there successfully, I was greeted by a second 37-plate, also staring, and this one more notable since it was, patternistically, 100% invisible until I'd pulled fully in, being obscured by other cars beforehand, and of course it too was conspicuously "staring" with that perfect alignment and placement upon my arrival.

Lunch was almost as quiet, but with enough activity to definitely be present/upgraded from the morning's near-total silence. It began with another of those sudden, immediate, fully patternistic clusters of "objective thought/event/occurrence"-type reading echoes, just a handful but fully patternistic and coherent enough to be notable, though these did fall off almost as fast, giving way to just a few very scattered ones later, and several of those one-word-striking "nearby stranger" echoes between various nearby conversations and the book, these too just numerous and patternistic enough to avoid being simple chance. Best example of this bunch: another of those "involuntary action being dictated by an objective event"-type reading echoes, beginning when I caught myself slouching in my seat after I'd been eating for a few minutes, and thus caught myself and straightened up, precisely as I came to "erect" in the book, and another of those where the word was visible to me peripherally beforehand but I can distinctly, 100% trace my straightening up expressly to catching myself slumping, objectively.

From there, the afternoon was 100% silent thought-wise, not even with any of the morning's little threshold-level echoes from what I remember, or even any thematics and recurrences. Probably the quietest overall day to date in this regard.

Numbers, on the other hand, were more-active today than the last several, and this jibing with that theory of the number-type incidents existing on some other "band" or "sphere" or being sympomatic of something somehow distinct from the thought/perceptual-type stuff. They started with those first couple greeters at lunch, and then, much like other days I've seen, went into a sudden after-lunch cluster of semi-conspicuous 37-plates in traffic and parking lots, plus a noticeable, equally low-key "everywhere" 37s from various sources. Then, after another patternistic lull, had a sudden uptick mid-afternoon, right after I left the massage parlor and got back on the road, with the arrival of probably a dozen or more plates just within the space of driving from there to the appointment, and then, upon arrival, another of those "climactic/period at the end of a sentence"-type standout, when I pulled into the parking lot and saw not just one patternistic/"staring" greeter plate, but three, back to back in the parking lot and all lined up directly in my path upon pulling in, intelligently/conspicuously/"in orchestrated fashion." And then, interestingly, after that: zero that I remember, not even a single low-key plate, these all just diminishing totally.

And yet another sudden evening-reading cluster, exactly like last night's almost to a T again, with some scattered ones while reading the magazine in the sauna, then more-intense, back-to-back ones often during dinnertime reading. Good standout example: it started with a single, one-dimensional "involuntary bodily function" echo, when I had this sudden, random, conspicuously loud/audible evacuation from my guts while reading the magazine before bed, thus causing me to think "something going on in my guts/large intestine/stomach," precisely as I came to "in my stomach" as randomly in the book. And then, within the space of the next 5-10 seconds as more evacuation and activity gurgled and churned from the guts, had a series of probably 5-6 striking/perfectly timed one-words, such as "noise" and "moved," and then, a little more precise and notable, "crunch," which was *exactly* how that particular evacuation both felt and sounded, with that conspicuous/distinct labored, sort of "itchy"/irritated movement I sometimes get in there, and ultimately just so damn surreal when collectively considered.


Another day in the same groove basically, and also as reflective of health/general life and the like. A correlation: that I would experience such distinct, patternistic, daylong cycles of the activity when I happen to be not just in the same basic health/condition/consciousness from day to day but also being here at the house, not traveling, for an inordinate amount of time, in a set routine, etc.

Morning was almost as quiet as yesterday but not quite, instead showing a somewhat more active little cluster during after-chore reading, though otherwise totally silent. Best example from then: a classical striking albeit one-word page-turn-type echo, when I had this snatch of a song suddenly and randomly and conspicuously pop into my head, causing me to sing it aloud even, some line with "baby" as the last lyric -- and then, precisely as the words were leaving my mouse, I turned the page and revealed, on the very next page and the very first thing I saw/registered, was "BABY BOOMER," and with the "baby" positioned at the left so that it was revealed absolutely flawlessly/interconnectedly with my speaking the word, yet I'd definitely heard the song and begun sounding the word distinctly a split second *before* I'd turned the page, when it was 100% invisible, and of course without anything beforehand to cue such things/words/baby-related sentiment (the "BABY BOOMER" was on a random ad, whereas the preceeding page had been a proper article, about food of some kind).

The first half of lunch was more or less totally silent, much as I've been seeing lately with early lunch, just the barest few scattered "objectively doing or thinking something precisely as it arrived randomly in the book text" echoes, including a few fully patternistic "vague, scattered, single-word echoes of surrounding conversation in the book"-type ones. Best example from this period: when I came to "someplace" in the book precisely as a nearby stranger randomly/singularly said "place," but with a notable twist, because the "someplace" in the book began at the end of a line and then continued on the next, with a hyphen between "some-" and "place," yet my registering "place" portion of it coincided perfectly with the stranger's saying "place," ha ha.

The second half was about as sparse, but did have a semi-standout, very patternistic "longwinded vague thematic"-type cluster, this time between my book and the TV (which had become audible to me once I'd changed tables and sat beneath it). It started when I began a new chapter in the book, which went from the subject of French cooking in the previous one to the subject of politics and some sociological issues, which was, at the time, being discussed vaguely yet patternistically on the TV show playing, as to be echoed very subtly. But then it went up a notch, beginning when the book went into a section that mentioned Bill Clinton several times, coinciding within seconds of the TV mentioning "a former president" a couple times, this fully patternistic of these extremely vague longwinded thematics. And then finally, it cohered a little bit more when, just before I left, the TV people went back to the subject of "the former president" and mentioned that it was Bill Clinton they were referring to, ha ha.

The rest of the day was also much like yesterday, largely silent but with a couple stray, super-subtle echoes and recurrences and the like, probably just a handful total, and again reverting to full-out silence by the time I started heading home. Best example from this period: it happened while I was in the waiting room for the appointment and had a big long random chain of thought that ended on how I'd do what needed to be done "one way or another," those mental words precisely -- about 2-3 seconds before another patient emerged randomly from the nearby examination room and, finishing a conversation with the doctor as he walked, said "one way or another," and this another that wasn't perfectly synchronistic yet was fully patternistic of the fuzzy/vague/delayed nature of many of these super-subtles. Had a couple others like this that I remember today, though not quite coherent enough to cite.

Numbers: back to being relatively very few, just the barest few random 37-plates in traffic after lunch, and not even any parking-lot/"everywhere" ones that I remember. Two standouts:

> One was a classical low-key alignment, beginning with the appearance of a 1037-plate car that I stopped directly/conspicuously/patternistically behind at a stoplight, and then, seconds later, the appearance of a 378-plate car, which, in slow, patternistic fashion, wended its way randomly through traffic and speeding up and down, etc, to eventually get alongside the first car and slowly overtake it such that the two plates aligned for *just that one split second,* and this exactly like most every other alignment to date.

> A classical somewhat more-active traffic one, when a car suddenly came up alongside me with its left turn signal on, as if the driver wanted to turn in front of me into my line, thus causing me to take particular/conspicuous notice of the car and slow down and thus see its 437-plate, again 100% patternistic of these "conspicuous attention-getter" ones.

This evening broke the pattern of the last few days interestingly, instead seeing mostly silence but with only two exceptions:

> Another of those "thinking a bunch of random yet distinct things, then reading about them immediately afterward"-type thematics, beginning when I went to fix dinner and, for the first time in a while and for no reason I can remember, I had the distinct thoughts, all through making it, of the rituals of it and the simple joy of conceptualizing a given meal and then preparing it and eating it, along with the thoughts of how elaborate that particular meal was and the extra prep it required despite my getting started late, etc, such that all of this basic sentiment was still in the back of my head as I finally sat down to eat -- and then, upon beginning reading the 'Paris to the Moon' book, in a brand-new chapter, it went into *exactly* what I'd been thinking of, and in no uncertain terms, different from the super-subtles I've been seeing, instead going back to that coherent, precise, at times even literal echo of those exact thoughts I'd been having all through dinner, the author talking about how he'd dream up these elaborate meals and then go all over the place getting the ingredients and then put in a bunch of time meticulously prepping it, along with the simple joy in the ritual of it, a perfect echo of what I'd been thinking, and fully objective on both ends of it, again with my having zero idea of what the new chapter was about, and with the previous one having nothing to do with food or cooking or whatever.

> The only other incident of the night: a neat little "everywhere" 37, in the magazine before bed, when I came upon a little article featuring a unique watch made from the wood of hundred-year-old oak barrels or something, thus catching my eye and causing me to read the full write-up on it, conspicuously and patternistically, only to notice that the clock's hands were stationed at *exactly* 3:37, and made even more notable by the fact that I think 99 if not 100% percent of the watches I've seen in ads and such always have their hands positioned at 10:10 ...


Today was more or less back in the same pattern of late, though another downtick in overall activity, just a generally quiet day, and this coinciding with some odd and bizarre health/consciousness/condition and the like.

Morning was almost fully silent today, even of super-subtle stuff. In fact, I only remember one single super-subtle incident, a cartoon-type one when I clipping the day's cartoons and I came to one in which the first panel mentioned the name "Earl," which made me think of that "Duke of Earl" song I'd heard on the radio yesterday and which had conspicuously/patternistically Stuck Out in my mind for some reason, thus causing me to think "I heard that on the radio yesterday" -- and then, the slightest split second afterward, as I moved on to the next panel of the cartoon, one of the first words on it was "radio," and this one really just served as a good example of the extremely subtle, collectively/behaviorally/patternistically notable-only ones that I often see so many of all through the day to varying degrees, most notably during afternoon clusters where they'll come in that rapid-fire/back-to-back fashion, with all sorts of single, stray words or thoughts or sentiment or whatever being echoed in this same fashion, so subtly that just a single incident could be easily and reasonably dismissed.

Next activity came only at the end of the longish drive to the coffee shop for lunch, with a double greeter there, beginning with a 730-plate car directly/conspicuously in my path where I randomly went to park, after a total absence of any numbers until then, and then, a split second later, a more classical, notable one when I turned left and pulled into the space and found myself directly behind a second 37-plate, this one fully invisible/obscured until I'd pulled fully in, in the way of these.

Lunchtime reading was more active than morning but still mostly silent, with just a few recurrences and a couple stray subtle echoes today (and a total absence of personal thematics, this "negatively notable" considering how heavily and conspicuously I was seeing them in the last book). Two notes:

> Had I think 3-4 of those now-patternistic "morning crossword word/clue"-type word recurrences today, and these pretty subjectively notable, given that every single one fit that distinct pattern of my Noticing the word or clue for some reason, often because I couldn't solve it and spent time particularly on it, or just having seen/encountered it for the first time in a long time or ever, etc. Definitely a newly established subtype.

> Of the very few echoes, one decent standout: it was another of those like I've before exactly, when it was thickly overcast all day without the least bit of sun, and then, perfectly synchronistic with the first real sunburst making its appearance outside, I read an echo of it in the book, this time with my randomly/singularly coming to "but it was bright outside" *exactly* as the conspicuous sunburst occurred, lighting the whole courtyard beyond the floor-to-ceiling plate glass window I was sitting beside as well as myself and the table and my immediate surroundings, such that I automatically registered the whole thing as "big bright light everywhere" or something like that, and this one again so tight and flawlessly intertwined and fully independent and objective and traceable/depending on objective events entirely outside my control, etc.

The rest of the day was, from what I remember, totally silent except for some moderate numbers after lunch, beginning with another of those sudden, brief, relatively intense clusters of low-key 37-plates immediately upon leaving the coffee shop, again probably upwards of a dozen in quick succession, and these too made more notable by the total absence of them earlier, save the greeters when I'd arrived. From there, it again suddenly leveled off, then followed that same arc of going into a slow plateau of semi-steady plates and a couple standouts before tapering into silence by the drive home. Three standouts that I got down:

> A classical "turning to look behind me before pulling out of a parking space, only to find myself looking directly at a staring 37-plate upon doing so"-type ones, when leaving the market soon after lunch, except this time with a little twist, in that, rather than looking behind me to back out and seeing the plate like most others of these, this time I did a half-turn to grab my seatbelt, and there, visible through my left window and angle absolutely perfectly as to be just "THERE" in my line of sight like others of this kind, was a 730-plate on a truck parked there.

> Two more classical greeters, one at another market and then at the gym too, both of the type where, rather than being where I parked, the cars were parked conspicuously in my path in the driveway, both of them parked illegally in non-parking spaces, and conspicuously/patternistically "staring," etc

Evening went back to that same basic super-subtle-reading-cluster pattern unlike last night, though a very quiet, low-activity version of it, just some of those extremely subtle little reading echoes and the like. Did, however, have a standoutish one just before bed: it began during dinner when I found myself needing to get up and walk around after finishing every bite, more than usual, due to the right-hip sciatica being worse tonight, thus causing me to have the absent/automatic thought of "keep having to walk around for the sciatic hip tonight for some reason," with this also Sticking Out for me in that special, now-patternistic way that seems to herald the beginning of an echo -- and then, in a big article at the very end of the magazine, it read "Witherspoon needs to walk off a sciatica flare-up," not only echoing the thought exactly but in a conspicuous and patternistic way, and even more so given the context of it, with this particular line of text being the beginning of a new section of a big long interview, which I didn't read and wasn't interested in, but this text in particular, quoted verbatim, was in bold, I think the only bold text on the whole page-filling wall of text that was the article, so that it alone stood out to me and thus causing me to see it just before I turned the page, ha ha.


A very very quiet day today, though not without a little activity.

Morning was absolutely silent, even of the subtlest activity from what I remember, and this coinciding with a continuation of the nightmarish headsickness from late yesterday and last night in reflective fashion. Same for church today, without any church/sermon-style echoes or otherwise.

First activity came only at lunch, in the form of the barest few super-subtle reading/objective-event/thought-style echoes, just a handful spanning the course of the meal, and just enough to establish the activity's presence/bar pure chance. Only semi-coherent one I can remember: another of those "suddenly and randomly having a long chain of absent thoughts, culminating in one in particular that is echoed simultaneously and randomly in the text," beginning with my having one of those absent, random replays of something in my head, this time when I'd just gone through the line for my coffee and had put the tip in the jar specifically, precisely as I came to "accept change" in the book, which fuzzily but notably echoed the basic, specific sentiment/visualization still crossing my mind of my extending the chain and dropping it into the tip cup and the palpable "clink" of it, and again really only notable collectively/in the context of so many dozens exactly like this.

As for the rest of the day: almost equally silent, both for numbers and thought-type stuff alike, probably the quietest to date. Few notes:

> Numbers were almost totally absent, only the fewest scattered 37-plates and exclusively only after lunch, then falling off completely even before I started heading home. I did have a classically patternistic "first plate encountered immediately after lunch being a 37," when I went to get in the car to leave and, directly/conspicuously/patternistically in my path, was a staring 373-plate on the car directly across from me in the other lane.

> Thought-wise, I think I had a grand total of three echoes, and these of that extremely subtle/fuzzy/barely-even-there variety. One example: when I stopped at an intersection and found myself staring directly at a big sign directly across from me staring with "NIGHTLY," the radio randomly/singularly/perfectly synchronistically said "night," again coinciding flawlessly with my registering the "nightly" portion of the sign in particular. Then, on the way home, a very similar one when the radio randomly said "thing" precisely as a car pulled-up directly into my view from the left, "vision-invader" style, with a bumper sticker reading "IT'S A SWAMP THING" on the right edge of its rear windshield, such that the "THING" portion first arrived in my line of sight as to correspond more or less perfectly (maybe a ~.5 second delay) with the radio word, fully patternistic in "striking" style.


Morning saw some activity today, all still super-subtle and pretty much the same as recently, more of those "too complicated/subtle/subjective to describe" stray echoes and recurrences, including some patternistic crossword-word types, plus some of those super-profound personal thematics during after-chore reading. Closest thing to a standout was a classical recurrence, beginning a couple days ago when I suddenly and randomly but patternistically/conspicuously thought of that "Is That All There Is?" song by PJ Harvey, again for the first time in ages it seems, as to make it stick out patternistically in my mind -- and then today, again in the ridiculously random freebie magazine, and again in just this stray, totally offhand reference like so many of these, I read this article that randomly mentioned that song (though the original, 1969 version of it by a different artist, interestingly, which I didn't know existed).

The rest of the day was pretty quiet again, more or less like yesterday. Lunchtime reading notes:

> Had several more of those extremely subtle/indirect yet patternistic longwinded thematic-type incidents over the course of the meal, again all so subtle and vague as to be easily missed or dismissed. Best standout in this regard: it started when a wave of that latest allergic like fuzzy headsickness came on while I was reading, causing me to begin to lose comprehension of it as well as be unable to taste and enjoy the food, etc, causing me to lose enjoyment in the experience in general, when, immediately after, a little girl sitting at the table behind me began speaking to her mother, and in a unique way I found interesting, as to create something of a moment and make me think something like "This is great, just listening to this little girl speak so candidly to her mother in this rare occassion, which I'd never glimpsed had I not come here to this cafe and ate lunch here," as to rekindle my enjoyment somewhat -- precisely as I came to "He captures these tiny moments of reality" in the book, and in a context that perfectly albeit non-literally echoed my exact sentiment at that time, and which would, over the next several paragraphs, echo it again and again, that general sense of "capturing a moment/observing life/having a simple but priceless everyday experience" that I was experiencing then, and all of this fully patternistic of these kinds of incidents.

> Had several of those stray, small, but striking/patternistic little reading/objective-event-type echoes here and there, such as my reading "People began to rise" at the precise instant the couple sitting across from me randomly rose from their seats after having been there without getting up for probably a half-hour or so. Also, in the vein of the subtler, more-obscure/indirect ones: when I read "they looked thirty and were dressed like six-year-olds" in the book, precisely as a man behind me on his phone randomly said "six-year-old" -- or, rather, I'm about 90% sure he did, due to it being noisy otherwise at the time. This thus caused me to go back and re-read the last part of the sentence, the "thirty" and "six-year-old" parts specifically, precisely as the same man then said "thirty-six," as to echo the two basic, simultaneous thoughts/registerings of the "thirty" and "six" of the text in my head, all of which loses so much in translation to text but is nonetheless subjective notable, and 100% patternistic of so many of these "fuzzy/indirect" ones.

The rest of the afternoon was again almost totally silent thought-wise, just a couple stray extremely subtle echoes here and there, without any to cite.

Numbers were there today, and again exclusively after-lunch and all very low-key and sparse, with only a handful of more-active/standoutish ones:

> Did have another patternistic "immediately after lunch first-plate encounter"-type 37-plate, when I went to pull out and an oncoming van was again coming *just fast enough* such that I had to wait a second or two for it to pass, thus causing me to be "flashed" by its 3710 plate as the van passed. Would actually gone on to have I think 2-3 more exactly like this through the afternoon, those where the timing and logistics of waiting for an oncoming car were always *just so* that I'd have to wait and thus get flashed by a 37-plate in that exact same manner, always with the same conspicuous/distinctive subjective "feel" to it all.

> Beyond those, probably less than a dozen low-key 37-plates in traffic and parking-lots otherwise, and few to no "everywhere"/random 37s today, nor other, minority repeats. Just another generally quiet, low-activity day, symptomatic of who knows what.

Evening was another one of those I've been seeing lately, with lots and lots of activity but almost all super-subtle, most of those incredibly profound yet 100% subjective kind of personal thematics, again just mind-blowing in surrealness/"random books and magazines echoing perfectly exactly what I'm thinking/experiencing." There were actually several citable standouts, but I've again forgotten them all, memory/headsickness just crushing throughout.


Morning was something of a change-up, and this coinciding with a change in schedule as I've seen before, having the rare morning appointment, etc, such that I had to go out early and do highway driving on top if it while ridiculously ill, etc. The activity came in that same manner where the preceeding morning was absolutely silent of even super-subtle stuff, and then, immediately upon leaving the house, activity just exploded, yet it was of that same variant of last night and other times, so extremely subtle and subjective and "fast"/rapid-fire/"in-the-moment" that I really can't cite a single example despite the high volume, other than to say it was everything again, echoes and recurrences and thematics and unclassifieds (yet only one single number through, interestingly, a classical "reckless tailgater" on the highway who, one I was finally able to change lanes and pass, "revealed"/"flashed" a 2337-plate), and all just jumbled together to the point of a big synchronistic blur.

Then, in climactic "period at the end of a sentence" style, had two standout back-to-back plates at the arrival to the clinic, beginning with a "staring greeter" directly in my path as I pulled in, and then, in that now-classical "having to wait just the slightest amount of time for cars to pass, only to be flashed with a 37-plate consequently" pattern that I saw so much of yesterday particularly, I had to wait for two cars to pass before crossing the parking lot, the last of which "flashed" its 37-plate directly into my line of sight as I watched for it to clear my path.

Had some more of the exact same activity just minutes later, once I was getting the treatment and the nurse left me alone to read the magazine. Then lunchtime reading was more or less an exact, crossover-style continuation of last night and morning's extremely subtle all-inclusive cluster-style activity, another big, steady mash-up of reading echoes and recurrences (though no thematics at lunch, oddly -- why?), as was a period of about an hour or so after lunch, just another enormous, ridiculously surreal blur of little echoes and recurrences primarily, including multiple recurrences of things I'd just read about in the morning's magazine only a couple hours before (and, even more notably, several recurrences of things I'd seen in those unread magazines I was taking to donate to the library but flipped through several pages of before doing so, totally randomly and absently and without even thinking about it, another that was about as fully "blind" and impossible to be subconsciously cued/selected as you could get). Then, as quickly as they'd arrived, they shut off an hour or so after lunch, but even then, just in that brief little window of time, probably racked up no less than several dozen individual recurrences and echoes at least, as to long ago have stopped being able to keep track.

One decently coherent example from lunch: precisely as I went up to the register to order my coffee, and thus automatically/absently had the thought of "buy cup of coffee," the song on the overhead radio randomly/singularly sang out "cup of coffee," and again made more notable by the distinct patternistic element of it regarding to those experienced in abundance today particularly.

On the drive home, did experience some scattered number activity, including a moderate cluster just after lunch, followed by some more-conspicuous/active ones here and there of the same basic ilk of the ones earlier in the day (another "perfectly timed/logistically flawless highway-merger-car"-type one, 100% like others of this kind). Also had "greeter"-style plates at literally every stop I made on the way home (or all but the market maybe, I can't remember for sure), 3-4 total, and all 100% patternistic.

Evening: another enormous cluster of the same all-inclusive reading activity, a lot of it, just like most days recently. Many of the super-profound, “book echoing my life and thoughts exactly”-type of thematics too, in both the book and the magazine from what I remember, still just absolutely and unspeakably surreal. This is just not stopping.


Morning started off like many recently, with the little super-subtles here and there, plus some slightly more-coherent ones during after-chore reading, including a classical page-turn thought echo, beginning when I had a sudden wave of that restlessness and racing thoughts/scatter-brained-type of nastiness come on, while I was reading one leaf of a magazine with the other folded over and invisible to me throughout, thus causing me to again automatically think something like “there goes the scatter-brained restlessness and racing thoughts again” – a split second before I finished reading the page and turned over to the new, opposite one that had been facing away from me 100% of the time I'd been reading the first, only to reveal a big headline in the middle of it reading “RACING THOUGHTS,” as precise and explicit and objective and perfectly timed as could possibly be.

Lunch was also about identical to most days recently, another immediate cluster of those scattered super-subtle yet fully objective and notable echoes, plus more recurrences and parallels and personal thematics. Don't remember specifics beyond that however, since it's getting to that degree where clusters and even whole days of activity are just blurring together, overwhelming memory much as big periodic clusters used to do.

One standout example I got down from then: another fully objective and perfectly synchronistic thought echo, beginning when I crossed my legs and, feeling my wallet chafe up against my thigh in a bad position, I reached down to move it, thus causing me to think “move wallet” or something like that – right as I came to “my mom's wallet” in the text, another that was visible to me peripherally beforehand but didn't matter given the explicitly objective nature of it all hinging on my Just Happening to cross my legs just then (for the first time all through lunch) and thus get my wallet out of place.

Afternoon broke the recent pattern, and this coinciding perfectly/reflectively with beginning the trip north, and also with the exact same kind of activity as some other depature-days: a big, daylong, unspeakably surreal cluster of all-inclusive activity, more than super-subtle now, and most prominently seen in another of those “travel number-storms.” Thought-wise, the activity remained super-subtle and largely scattered, but the numbers went through the roof, beginning immediately after lunch with the sudden appearance of low-key/semi-conspicuous ones like lately, but then, again as I drove further and got on the highway and “picked up speed,” the frequency increased proportionately, and coherency too, until it was another of those steady, mind-boggling streams of dozens upon dozens of low-key plates over the course of just hours, with regular active, conspicuous ones in the mix. And this was another time when nearly all the active ones were individually notable and standout, but I was simply unable to log them due to having to drive and having memory overwhelmed, as to just remember another big, dozens-strong mush of classical incidents of every kind, all of the classical “revealed”/”invaded my vision” traffic kinds plus some alignments and every other variant I think. Just no words.

Couple standout thought ones I got down:

> At least two classical “striking one-word random passing sign”-type ones that I remember, probably more, such as “You!” singing from the radio precisely as I passed an electronic sign as it ticked to “YOU!!!” (another of those where the sign's style/dramatic exclamation points echoed the lyric's tone/emphasis like other incidents of this kind), or, of the lower-key kind, passing a sign reading “CAROLINA SHORES” precisely as “shores” came randomly/singularly over the radio, and with the lyric and my registering the “shores” portion of the sign coinciding in that patternistic way

> A damn cool standout when I had the phone set on the dash and then it fell off and into the floor as I started through an intersection from a stop, thus causing me to automatically begin to reach for it but then stop and think “don't pick that up, focus on driving and then pull over for it later” – precisely as “don't pick up the phone” sang randomly/singularly from the radio, impossibly precise, another living-dream-level incident

> One equally surreal and notable combo-style number/thought-type one. It happened right when I'd started the day's highway drive and the plate-storm had started up in earnest, when not one but two classical, super-conspicuous “invading my direct absent line of sight”-style 37-plate cars passed back to back, one after another in ridiculously conspicuous fashion, thus causing me to think, definitevely, “The big-time numbers are back” or something like that – precisely as a big conspicuous billboard reading “THEY'RE BACK!” emerged into view from around a bend or something, as to be a one-two-three-type effect. And then, as another “climactic end-sequence”-type incident, minutes later when I pulled into a random parking lot and a random space, there was a greeter-style 3017-plate waiting for me (with many many low-key ones in between of course)

These all continued steadily over the course of the ~five-hour day's drive, right up until I pulled off to stop for the night again, and if I remember right, had another biggish dinnertime reading cluster of super-subtles and such afterward, but I honestly don't remember, that whole day is just such a blur at this point.

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