Synchronicity
log for 2017
5/1/17
Day started with a cool and unique and pretty highly notable
"double"/hyrid-type incident, from out of nowhere right after
I got up (and another early one, as it were, maybe the
earliest I've had in a while). It started when I sang the
chorus of the song I'd been randomly singing upon rising,
which had "nothing but the best for you" in it -- then, right
as I sang this randomly, I picked up the 'Sleepers' book to
put it in my bag, and my eyes fell directly on the
"bestseller" on the cover, and again as such that the "best"
lyric and the "best" in the text coincided perfectly (despite
my having started singing the verse before I'd picked up the
book). And then, a second later when I opened the book to its
last page in order to put the bookmark in, my eyes fell
directly on the last page's number as I did so, which was
exactly 370, haha.
Not much to note about the rest of the day as of writing,
other than still having a goodly amount of
"smallish"/background-static numbers throughout the day's city
walk, and still predominantly 37s and variants, on license
plates and random signs and such. Still dazzling and surreal
for all the repetition.
Then a really cool and notable standout "late"-type reading
recurrence. It began this morning when, while doing yoga on
the floor of the bnb, I Noticed this book on the shelf beside
me, which was about the gangs of New York, and I had the
distinct thought of "I'd really like to read about the gangs
of New York," but I didn't want to begin reading the book
because I couldn't finish it before I'd have to leave the
rental -- and then tonight, in the 'Sleepers' book I started
at lunch, it entered into several pages about the history of
NYC gangs, exactly what I wanted to read about just hours
earlier (and, as it were, I'd had no idea that the book was
about NYC at all until I started reading it, with it having
nothing on the cover or even in the blurb/description about
this or gangs or anything remotely related, another of those
totally random yet 100% precise and closely timed/patternistic
ones, very notable).
Also, a cool 37 number-plate repeat at the end of the day,
this time not on an actual car but in a random little cartoon
in the 'Mother Earth News' magazine I read just before bed,
which showed a truck with a front license plate reading simply
"773" -- a fitting end to the day of NYC-walking number
craziness, haha (and just damn notable and surreal, etc, too,
evidencing that distinct-yet-subtle "intelligence" in so many
of these standout number-repeats).
5/2/17
First incident came again very soon after leaving for the day,
this morning at the totally random little market I'd stopped
off into on the way to lunch. It began when I gave some spare
change to a woman begging with a cup outside, and then when I
came out, I waved at her and she said "thank you" -- precisely
as I turned to see a man coming at me with a cart I had to
jump out of the way of, on whose shirt I caught a glimpse of a
big "THANK YOU" on the breast, with this glimpse coming almost
instantaneously with the woman's words, again with only to
slightest delay as to be pretty much perfectly synchronistic.
Actually this one was kind of a loose double, because at
lunch, maybe an hour later, I had a nearby-stranger-type
"echo" when I read "thank you" in the 'Sleepers' book
perfectly synchronistic with a nearby man on the phone saying
"thank you" (and, again, both randomly and for the first time
in the reading session/the man's conversation, etc, rather
than reptitions that just happened to correspond). A sort of
"echo of an echo."
As day went on, began having more of the "small"/vague
"echos," and quite a few of these today, most too small to
note but a good number of them reasonably coherent/precise,
etc. Some examples: on the escalator at TJ's, the stranger-man
in front of me randomly saying "hard to miss" to another
stranger, precisely as I came up upon a big sign reading "miss
you already" (as to be "revealed" when I slowly crested the
top of the escalator slope), as to echo the theme of "miss";
randomly reading "Toto" on a soap dispenser in the airport
bathroom precisely as the intercom said "cars parked there
will be towed," another of those phonetic/partial-types where
the "tow" corresponded perfectly with my registering of the
double "to" in "Toto," perfectly patternistic of these
sub-types of the thought-echo.
And again a great many random, smallish,
background-static-type of numbers throughout the day in NYC
and to the airport, again predominantly 37s and on license
plates/random signage/phone numbers and the like, with no
standouts that were coherent enough to note, but still a
reasonable number of conspicuous-level ones, again as to be
just ridiculously surreal, etc.
Had two incidents on the plane back, and they were a little
different qualitively than the rest that day. First, a
vague-but-reasonably precise reading/thought-type echo, in the
article about the Colombian FARC man in the random 'New
Yorker' I'd gotten out of the trash that afternoon: I read
"Alberto" in the book, which instantly made me think of the
Lyft driver named Alberto from a couple days ago -- and then,
a split second later on the very next line in the article, I
read "taxi-driver," as to echo reasonably precisely the theme
of "hired driver" I'd thought of. It was another of those
where the echoing/corresponding text was visible to me when
I'd had the original, instigating thought, but, once again, I
can 100% confidently trace my having that thought to the
independent, objective event of my first reading the Alberto
and, thus, thinking "Lyft driver," etc.
Next, minutes later, a similar one, but involving a
"nearby-stranger"-type conversation, and really damn notable
and somewhat unique. It started also when I read in the
Colombian-FARC-guy article several Spanish phrases that the
man used, which made me think vaguely-but-distinctly of how
Spanish is spoken in Colombia and other South American
countries, but it's a different dialect/version of Spanish
than is spoken in Central America and the US -- and then,
maybe two or three minutes when I got up to use the lavatory
at the front of the plane (both totally unplanned and random,
as well as somewhat illogical, because I was closer to the
rear of the plane and the lavatories there), right as I
approached, I overheard one of the nearby flight attendants
there say something along the lines of "they speak Spanish in
South America and the like, but it's different" -- almost
exactly what I'd just been thinking of, but again of the most
random and unconnected sources (the flight attendant had been
nowhere near me at the time I'd read the article, etc, and
there was absolutely nothing that would've cross-triggered
anything between the two of us having these remarkably similar
thoughts at nearly the exact same time, just so ridiculously
surreal and notable).
5/3/17
Had some activity today, but an overall downturn of the NYC
trip, and of a somewhat different feel/groove/format, etc.
First I can remember happened once again within minutes of
sitting down to lunch and reading, when I had a long, random
chain of thought end with how I needed to soon switch sides of
the table as to be able to get sun on my back (which I can
distinctly trace again, to the objective event of my
remembering how I got a lot of sun on my face/front yesterday
and so didn't want to get much of the overbearing/intense sun
I was getting at that table) -- a split second before, on the
next line of the 'Sleepers' book at the time, I read "on the
right side of the table," as to echo the "side of the table"
theme (though, this one might've been one of those "echoing
the exact opposite of what I was thinking" ones, since I'd
distinctly been thinking of/envisioning in my mind's eye the
*left* side of the table, where I'd be moving to, rather than
the right side, which I was already sitting at then).
Had a few more, similar reading/thought-echo-type ones during
lunch, such as reading "open the iron door heading out" (as in
an exit door) precisely as a couple people randomly entered
the door in my vision at DD, a door which, first, I always
think of as the place's "exit door," since it's where I tend
to leave, and then, second, the door was big and of some type
of slate-gray metal (which, if it wasn't actually iron,
certainly looked "iron-y"). Had maybe 3-4 like this, not an
onslaught, exactly, but not an inconsiderable amount either.
Also, a really cool and notable and surreal
"nearby-stranger"-type echo at lunch, when I had yet another
long, random chain of thought end with how I needed to go home
and get some money for something (again, triggered 100%
objectively, and stemming back before the corresponding text
was visible, I think), precisely as the woman at a nearby
table (who had her back to me and who I'd said nothing to,
etc), said, quite loudly: "I need that money, that cash,"
which not only echoed the thought of "money" I'd had, but also
my *need* for the money, which I planned to use that afternoon
...
Did have numbers today, but not nearly so many as last few
days in NYC. Really only standouts were a series of notable
parking-lot ones, primarily "smaller" ones where I again Just
Happened to encounter 137 plates and the like despite my
totally random parking choices, etc, but also a really cool
"animated"/"revealed"-type one when, at the precise instant I
emerged from Lowes, a car began backing up, thus grabbing my
attention, and with my eyes falling directly on its 307 plate,
patternistic of both these "perfectly orchestrated/timed"-type
ones as well as the "revealed"/"animated" ones, and again just
so surreal in that subtle way that doesn't translate to text.
5/4/17
Something of an uptick today, and another subtle qualitive
change, though of a way that I again can't fully describe.
Activity started with only some
subtle/two-digit/background-static-type numbers on license
plates and the like while on the way to Dr. Dong's, with a
couple conspicuous-ish turn-outs/drifters, though none of
really standout quality. Then matured somewhat right at lunch
and thereafter, beginning when my total for the tea at
Starbucks was exactly $3.07, this coming after I'd first had
the tea ring up incorrectly, requiring a re-do, and then,
second, when the figure was different than every other time
I'd been there (incorrect or just increased, I'm not sure, but
it's always been two dollars and some change before). And
then, also during lunch, had two nearly identical
subtle-yet-notable incidents where random strangers passing by
me randomly said "three-oh-seven"/"seven-oh-three,"
respectively, one into I think a phone and the other a
walky-talky, but nearly identical in format (and, also, it was
all timed such that precisely as they passed, the only words I
could make out were those numbers, with the rest either being
lost to background noise or distance as the people walked away
-- all similar enough to be patternistic). From there just
went back to the traffic-type incidents with a couple subtle
parking-lots and "turn-in-fronts" and the like thrown in,
again as to be surreal and notable without being
"storm"/onslaught-like.
Thought-wise had an uptick in activity today, this coming
despite that terrible, nightmarish headsickness/thought
distortion I was having from who knows what. These too
started, once again, right at lunch and sitting down to read,
etc, beginning with some super-vague/subtle reading-type
echoes of what I was thinking/doing/seeing around me, all of a
similar format to recent echoes but with that subtle qualitive
change I can't describe. Had quite a few of these, then the
phenomenon again matured somewhat, gaining precision and
complexity and notability.
First standout in this regard was one that might've been
nothing, but did certainly "feel" like it. Precisely as I read
"You gonna die here today, punk. Right here on this floor" in
the book, "Another One Bites the Dust" started up over the
in-house radio -- perfectly synchronistic timing, and
following that same newish type of thought-echo I'd been
having through lunch, though only with the most
underlying/essential precision, with the theme of "die" and
"floor/dirt" being echoed. Then, more coherent and notable but
still with that weird distorted new quality, a few minutes
later had a "nearby stranger"-type one, this one of action
rather than words: precisely as I read "We went down on our
elbows," the man sitting next to me at the table at Starbucks
put his elbow on the table and rested his hand on his chin, in
a way that, to me, I construed as "going down on elbows."
Though, at this point I wrote it off, thinking that, maybe if
it had been *both* elbows instead of just one, I might note it
-- and then, a split second after I thought this, the man put
his other elbow up like the other, and shifted his bearing as
such that his upper-body's weight was very much on his elbows
and shoulders, haha.
Actually I was wrong: the activity started just *before*
lunch, with a stray and highly notable one, a sort of echo of
the smallish-but-precise/undistorted kind, as I've been having
lately, differentiated from that weird cluster at lunch. The
first of these came right after Dr. Dong's when I stopped at
the intersection and, looking left to see who was coming, my
eyes fell directly on a sign reading "margaritas buffet,"
precisely as the radio randomly sang out "buffet," perfectly
synchronistic and again corresponding perfectly with my
registering of the "buffet" portion of the sign, 100% in
keeping with the pattern of these (and again totally
objective/independent/hinging on the objective event of my
needing to look left and having it all "align" perfectly with
the completely random, non-repeated radio lyric, etc, etc).
Had several more of these through the afternoon, more of less
notable/precise, such as hearing "cherry" over the in-house
radio at Food Lion precisely as I turned my head and had my
eyes fall directly on a jar of cherries and its label reading
"monticello cherries," and once again with my registering the
"cherries" perfectly synchronistic with the radio lyric, just
so utterly surreal.
Had some similar incidents numbers-wise, of those "seeing a
number echoed randomly, perfectly synchronsitic with
seeing/hearing/reading it, etc," such as randomly hearing
"twenty-four" on the radio precisely as I passed a mailbox
reading "2400" with it passing directly before my line of
sight in patternistic fashion, or a clock-tick-type one when I
stopped reading the 'Sleepers' book at the word "seventeen" to
look down at the timer on the Cyma, precisely as it clicked to
7:17, a sort of double-seventeen there. Again surreal for all
their "smallness"/one-dimensional quality.
5/5/17
A moderate amount of activity today, somewhat like yesterday
in quantity though different in format/"feel" mostly. Again
started with some minor-ish numbers on the way to lunch just
after leaving the house, with a couple of those
conspicuous-type traffic turn-outs and the like here and there
(went on to have several more as the day went on, including
another of those "car with 73 plate backing out of a space
precisely as I came out of a store," almost exactly like
yesterday at Lowes and others, along with another of those
perfectly patternistic "Compelled to go out of my way to let
out a car in traffic, only to be greeted with a 37 plate,"
this time a 730 plate on the way home in Little River).
Had a cool little standout cluster of numbers at McDonald's as
I waited for my coffee, when the order numbers of "373" and
then, a minute later, "377" were called out loudly as I stood
there (and, it bears mentioning, first, that this was almost
exactly like what happened the last time I was in McD's, up in
NYC, when a bunch of 37-variant order numbers spontaneously
arrived as I waited for mine, and, second, it bears mentioning
that my order number was 272, not 372, so it was sort of odd
that two 300 orders would come out right then ...).
A damn cool number standout after lunch, when I keyed the car
and saw the time was 1:36, and I had just enough time to think
another of those "challenge"-type skeptical thoughts of "Now,
why wasn't that 1:37?", right before I hit the seek button on
the radio and it flashed to "103.7," the station it was
presently on, before seeking to the next station -- such that
I saw the 1:36 clock, had the challenge thought, and then, not
even a microsecond later, I was "greeted" with the "103.7," so
ridiculously surreal.
Had several more smallish/vague/subtle thought/reading-type
"echo" synchros at lunch, somewhat like yesterday but with a
different qualitive feel, very hard to describe this one too.
A good example was when I read "blowing" in the 'Sleepers'
book precisely as the nearby bathroom door opened and I was
hit with a second-long snatch of the hand dryer blowing from
within -- corresponding perfectly synchronistically with my
reading/registering the word, really cool and surreal. Again
maybe 5-6 of these through the 1.5 hours of lunch.
A cool and reasonably notable nearby-stranger-type echo in
Bi-Lo, when one stranger said to another "Delta," precisely as
I looked down at the rack of gift cards to a Delta airlines
card, again perfectly synchronistic/patternistc, as well as
totally objective, since I was actually looking specifically
for the airline cards beforehand, and knew just where they
were, so it's impossible that I was subconsciously suggested
to see it or something (and, though the strangers were near me
and the rack, they were still a reasonable distance, and
facing away from the side with the Delta card; I can't say for
sure, but it would seem that the "Delta" the man spoke of was
just a random mention of the word, not referencing the cards
at all).
5/6/17
A quieter, downturn day today, in fact maybe the overall
"quietest" its been for weeks, and not sure why. Really, the
day's only activity was all almost entirely so super-subtle as
to be without standouts. Some of the ~dozen or so thought
echoes came close, but none really coherent enough to convey.
Same for numbers just about, other than saying that they're
still in that "lots of random/background-static 37s in traffic
on plates and in random parking-lot-type recurrences, etc,"
with the exception of a pretty blatant and cool standout,
another of those "animated"-type of parking-lot ones where,
precisely when I came out of Kroger, a truck started up and
started backing out from nearby in front of me, thus demanding
my attention -- and my eyes falling directly on its 731 plate,
perfectly patternistic with others of this nature, and just
damn surreal/"striking" in itself. Otherwise, only thing I
noticed today was a series of similarly super-subtle/vague
recurrences and the like, still involving mostly the various
reading material/thoughts/experiences, etc, of the day, and
also without any coherent-enough standouts to note beyond just
describing the collective presence of the phenomenon in
general.
Did have a minor-but-neat little receipt-type number repeat I
found just now: timestamp on the Krispy Kreme receipt from
this morning was exactly 11:11 AM, mildly notable in itself
(especially since I've suddenly been seeing 1111s again over
the last few days, after a "drought" of these lately, as seems
to happen from time to time now), but doubly so considering
that I've always subconsciously associated Krispy Kreme with
the K2/11:11 theme (K = 11th letter of alphabet, etc), as to
add a little extra thematic echo to it.
5/7/17
Slight uptick today, and a minor shift in format/"feel"/type,
etc, though still mostly just vague/subtles scattered through
the day.
Had a cool and weird little recurrence, starting on the way to
lunch when I thought of the avocado dish I had prepared, which
made me randomly-but-distinctly think of how expensive some
organic avocados are but how I'd gotten such a good deal on
the bag from Food Lion -- and then, maybe 15 minutes later
while standing in the long line at Starbucks, the man directly
behind me said, totally randomly as far as I could tell, "The
price of avocados are so high right now," or something along
these lines -- echoing perfectly that random though I'd had
before, in so many words. (And isn't this almost exactly like
the one I had up in NY that time a few months ago, me randomly
thinking something about the avocado dish I was on the way to
eat at a coffee shop for lunch, right before someone at the
coffee shop echoed something identical about avocados?)
Then at lunch had another little cluster of very similar ones
that again started almost immediately after I sat down to eat
and read, these a series of very similar, yet very vague and
"distorted," thought/reading echoes. The first was when I
thought randomly of the pro-immune substances and such that
are in the whey I was eating at the time -- about 2-3 seconds
before the woman at the nearby table randomly mentioned
colostrum, which is like a super-whey containing those exact
same substances I'd thought of, as to be a weird echo of the
underlying theme of "the good pro-immune stuff in certain
milk-products" (would've written this off as coincidence
except for the pretty close timing, as well as its following
the pattern of others in the same time period). And then a few
minutes later, and a little more notable/precise: 2-3 seconds
after I read "I still feel hungry" (all of these came with
this nearly identical, slight, seconds-long delay, rather than
being perfectly synchronistic, I noticed), the man at the
other adjacent table said randomly to his daughter, "You were
hungry, weren't ya?," again echoing the underlying "hungry"
theme in a vague-but-notable way. Had maybe 2-3 very similar
ones also, just enough to be oddly surreal. But other than
those, only thought-type incidents as of writing were just
some more of those extremely vague/subtle/"small" echoes,
again none coherent enough to really convey.
Did have a showing of numbers today but not so many as lately,
though those present did almost exactly follow the same
pattern/format/"feel" of the last week or so, with a decent
smattering of background-static 37s and variants on license
plates and the like, and a couple conspicuous traffic
incidents -- and, once again, another of those "looking behind
me to back out, and peering directly at a 37-variant plate,"
this time a 7131, haha. Had about 5-6 other,
"lesser"/"smaller"-type parking-lot ones too, again just
enough to bring that surreal element to the day.
And another little receipt-repeat I just caught: the timestamp
on the debit WD receipt is exactly 17:13, which is a little
more notable considering that I was on the bike and had to
stop and cut it off and sip some water and do other little
things that held me up for a while before I could get off and
walk over to the machine -- yet I Just Happened to have the
transaction go through at that exact time to the second ...
And, similarly: transaction # 07373 on the Walmart receipt,
when I'd had to wait in a long line there and go through other
little hoops and rigmarole and such ...
5/8/17
Another reasonably quiet day, and much the same as yesterday
in terms of type of incidents/formats/"feel." Thought-wise,
really only had more of those very subtle thought-echo-type
ones scattered through afternoon mainly. One example of these:
having a long random chain of thought end with how I'd just
done something yesterday (can't even remember what it was,
other than that it was indeed 100% objective/random/not cued),
precisely as the radio as randomly said "yesterday" (and
again, totally objective/independent in itself, not having
repeated it or anything, etc). Again, maybe 5-6 of these
within a 2-3 hour period this afternoon.
Plus had more of those super-subtle thematic
recurrences/parallels throughout reading
material/thoughts/experiences. Only remotely coherent example
of these was when I read, totally randomly, in the fasting
book about how the man began publically posting a cartoon in
his room every day for others to enjoy, when that's exactly
what I've started doing in the last couple days, putting those
random cartoons I encounter out in random public spaces; and,
as it were, I was just thinking of this distinctly this
morning, maybe a couple before reading of it in the book --
was again more notable than it sounds, with it happening in
the context of so many other patternistic ones.
And here's another coherent-ish vague-recurrence standout: all
day, I've been thinking randomly-but-distinctly about how
oils/fats play such a big part in my life right now it seems,
from putting them on topically to eating them, etc -- and then
this evening, the Dictionary word-of-the-day email was for
"oleaginous," aka fatty/relating to fats, etc, haha.
Numbers also much like yesterday, but with almost no standouts
to speak of beyond some "standard" conspicuous-type traffic
plates (and good God, still seeing so many random 37s/73s,
etc, in traffic, I'm a damn magnet for them). Only remotely
standoutish one was at Goodwill when, Compelled randomly to go
look at the shoes (despite not needing any shoes), there was a
pair of sneakers with big "773s" on the top, regarding I don't
know what.
5/9/17
Today almost exactly like last couple days in
format/types/volume, etc, except today with much fewer
numbers, oddly. Only noticeable numbers were, ironically,
parking-lot types, and these only
randomish/"small"/background-static/two-digit ones at that
(though, did have one of those "double"/"aligned" plates-type
ones, where I came across two cars with 736-ending plates,
side by side, seemingly randomly, similar to those traffic
"alignments" of like numbers I've encountered in the past, and
of which I did experience one yesterday after not seeing these
for a while, when first two random 37 plates aligned in
traffic in that distinct, patternistic way, and then, a minute
or so later, the same two cars were joined by a third, as to
bring about a "triple" of sorts). Other than that, only a
handful of traffic-type ones, and all of them just smallish
random plates from what I remember, with no conspicuous-type
ones to speak of.
Thought/perceptual-wise, again with only a relative few
vague/super-subtle/only vaguely precise-type ones through the
day, also of those "echoey"-type ones that I've been having as
of late, and even these leveling off to almost nothing by late
afternoon. Only remotely notable example was a
radio/thought-type one just after lunch, when an ad for dog
food or something came on the radio, which distinctly made me
think "dog," precisely as a truck came up alongside me with a
biggish "my dog" bumper sticker on it that arrived *just so*
that it entered my direct line of sight in that surreally
patternistic way, such that the thought of "dog" and my
registering the "my dog" text coincided with only the
slightest delay, less than a half-second probably, as to be
almost nearly perfectly synchronistic, etc.
Had a "late" reading recurrence tonight too, again nearly
identical in format to those I've been having lately (also,
kind of served as a standout of the day's vague
recurrences/parallels, etc). Started two days ago when I was
randomly thinking about the toxoplasmosis virus for the first
time in a while, and then, last night when randomly looking at
parasite-related articles and such, I encountered several
references to toxoplasmosis, which I didn't note because it
was all easily coincidence considering the parasite-related
stuff I was reading about -- but then today, in the
'Dreamland' book I started yesterday (after totally randomly
buying from the library without planning to, in classical
book-synchro fashion), it mentioned toxoplasmosis, notable in
itself but doubly so considering that, first, the book is all
about opiate addiciton and drug trafficking, overtly having
zip to do with a brain parasite, but then, second, I'd again
had very strong, albeit totally random, thoughts about
toxoplasmosis again just this afternoon, out of nowhere (as is
the format of so many of these recent vague parallels and the
like).
Another coherent-ish example of these recent recurrences:
Tootsie Rolls. Over the last couple days, I've seen Tootsie
Rolls everywhere, which wasn't notable at first, even when
seeing so many and from so many different places, considering
the ubiquity of Tootsie Rolls and such. But then today it
evolved/matured somewhat, as to become notable, when I saw not
only Tootsie Rolls or their wrappers maybe 4-5 times while out
and about this afternoon, but I also read of "Tootsie houses"
in that random 'Country Living' magazine I got for free from
the library, and then read of Tootsie Rolls randomly in the
'Dreamland' book, and just had it coming up everywhere -- just
like all these super-vague recurrences. Also bears mentioning
that this and the toxoplasmosis one and most of these
recurrences all have the same indescribable "feel" to them,
etc.
5/10/17
Uptick in activity today, in thought-type incidents but not so
much in numbers (only background-static ones almost
exclusively today I noticed, mostly just license plates in
traffic, without the conspicuous types, and a couple rogue
two-digit parking-lot-type ones).
Started having the very vague/subtle/"small" echo-types again
late this morning, once again coinciding with my departure for
lunch as seems to be the pattern of the last several months.
The first I noted was when the radio sang out "the sun
appears," precisely as I passed that great big "Everything
Under The Sun" fleamarket sign with the gigantic sun
overlooking the highway, and again with it emerging from the
passing traffic into my sight, as to have that cool
"animated"/"revealed" quality to it. From there, went into the
"one-word" mode, such as my reading "beeps" precisely as a
beep sounded from the kitchen in McD's, and hearing "fine" on
the in-house radio precisely as I read "refined," with the two
"fines" overlapping perfectly synchronistically. Went on to
have more of these smallish-but-notable echoes through the
day, such as hearing "happy" on the radio precisely as I
stopped directly in front of a roadside sign reading "happy
hour," or having a long random chain of thought end with how I
needed to walk back to the mechanic's tomorrow, precisely as
"walk" sang as randomly from the radio. Again maybe a half a
dozen or thereabouts through the afternoon, again enough to
establish that same "groove"/pattern for the day.
Did have a couple more "mature"/coherent/complex standouts
mixed in there. Cool one at lunch when I read "hobbled along"
precisely as the elderly man in the table right beside me
began standing from his seat, visibly struggling as to be
"hobbly" despite not walking at the time (though, once he did
stand, he did indeed hobble as he walked -- either a very
vague one, as to echo the "hobble" essence rather than any
actual hobbling, or perhaps a delayed echo of his finally
standing and walking, or who knows -- notable in any case).
Had a damn cool and surreal one at the mall, when I stopped
totally randomly to look at a rack of books (despite not
needing any books, feeling again illogically Compelled to stop
and look), and I picked out the book about the Camaro cars,
which triggered thoughts of the Spanish "caminar" for walk --
and then, maybe two seconds later, a group of Hispanic folks
stopped by me, a couple feet away, and one of them said
"caminar," echoing my thoughts perfectly, albeit with another
of those very slight delays. Bears mentioning that at first I
wasn't sure if that's what the woman had said, and then,
another couple seconds later as I stood with the book, the
woman said it again, and it was definitely as I'd heard, haha
(a sort of "ask and receive"-type additional one?).
Also had another equally cool one at the intersection by
Bi-Lo, and this one almost exactly like those two other
"bilingual" ones I've had recently involving the Spanish
"baja" for "down" coinciding with hearing "down" randomly.
This time I saw a Subaru Baja car, and both noticed/Noticed it
-- precisely as the radio sang out "down" randomly, haha.
5/11/17
A general uptick in activity overall today, but with very few
standouts, with the large majority of the day's incidents
being of those vague/subtle/thematic-type
parallels/recurrences I've been having -- but somewhat
different today, more mature and complex and notable, with
many of them being very significant but just too
subjective/"in the moment"/personal to convey to text. And had
just so many more today than even the more active days of
late, probably upwards of 2-3 dozen combined between the
parallels and little "echoey"-type ones here and there
throughout the day, as to be surreal in yet another new way.
Best examples: randomly blowing a fly off my book at lunch,
then reading on the very next line once I resumed, in
patternistic format: "blown onto the market" (echoing "blown"
vaguely, in that pattern that characterizes these particular
incidents; and again hinging entirely on the 100% objective
event of my blowing the random, and only, fly away, so that it
didn't matter that the text was visible to me beforehand); a
minorish "involuntary bodily function"-type one when I read
"chest out" precisely as I had another of those totally random
and rare liver-area evacuations, which noticeably (and audibly
even) "popped" out the very middle of my chest before
"flowing" down to the left, damn surreal and perfectly
synchronistically timed; "easy way out" singing randomly from
the radio, precisely as I was leaving the parking lot at BD
and noticed that in front of me was an open parking space
through which I could drive directly out onto the road instead
of having to back up and turn around, etc, which in turn made
me think something very much along the lines of "it's easier
to go out this way" -- another perfect, albeit vague/subtle,
echo; a sort of two-part super-vague-yet-precise one when I
randomly thought of the Spanish word for "king," which in turn
made me think of the Latin Kings gang, which in turn made me
think subsequently of South America/Mexico in general, a split
second before the radio sang randomly "Mexico," and then,
another split second later, I stopped behind a car with that
bumper sticker of the shagging couple on it and thought,
"husband and wife/couple/boyfriend/girlfriend" or something
along those lines -- and then the next lyric on the radio,
right after "Mexico," was "two lovers," haha.
But really, the "best"/most notable and complex of the day
were just too longwinded or subtle/subjective to convey, a
really "big" day overall.
Numbers are still toned-down, again with only a
background-static level of random 37s and variants, mostly on
license plates and a couple stray-yet-patternistic parking-lot
encounters, and again mostly two-digit ones rather than the
more "significant-feeling" three- or four-digit repeats. (Why
the sudden downturn in numbers exclusively?)
5/12/17
As of writing, about the quietest day so far thought-wise, but
a noticeable uptick in numbers, back to that moderate level it
was there more or less for weeks until that two-day "break"
here. Back to having a pretty steady stream of smallish
license plates and the like, especially after lunch, including
a couple parking-lot ones that were only mildly notable on the
outset, but doubly so considering how I ended up in the most
totally, unpredictably random place this morning (after
mistakingly booking Beth's appointment for next week instead
of this one and only learning that upon showing up there at 10
this morning, thus completely throwing my "schedule" out of
whack and leaving me to end up at that random DD I've never
been to down on 17 MB). Had several while randomly picking up
trash in the random parking lot I'd stopped to read in and
kill some time before lunch, and then, while eating at the DD,
had a cool parking-lot-type one when a bike backed up into the
space directly next to me, with its plate ending in 377 (when
the three bikes parked with it were all facing, the fronts to
me, so that I wouldn't see their plates -- except for this
one, the only that was in my field of vision from where I was
sitting ...).
Activity picked up as day went on, most notably with a marked
increase in numbers, including a return of conspicuous-type
traffic incidents/turn-outs, etc, those absent the last couple
days (and this time again coinciding with travel, and again up
to Wilmington, though it didn't trigger one of those "storms"
like past such trips).
Also, a return of those same super-subtle/subjective/"in the
moment" variety of echoe-y thought synchros, these too
coinciding with departure for the north. Once again had a
reasonably large amount, and many of them quite notable
despite their "smallness," but again very few able to be
conveyed in writing. A couple examples: going to pick up some
litter outside WF randomly, a split second before I saw a
nearby sign reading "pick it up" (and again with my eyes
falling directly on this just after my thought, and again,
though the sign was in view when I had the thought, I can
distinctly trace it back to the objective event of my seeing
the litter and thus having the thought, which had happened
seconds before I got near the sign); "flip that switch"
singing randomly from the radio at the precise instant I hit
the cruise control "on" button on my steering wheel -- not a
"switch" exactly, but still a reasonably coherent echo of
"hitting a button/activating a feature," etc, and also 100% in
line with the many other like incidents this afternoon,
patternistic, etc.
Also, a cool "late"-ish one, a sort of double echo (with
overtones of that "nagging" when I don't note something at
first, then it recurs identically soon afterward, forcing me
to take not). Started when I sat down to do the weird
mid-afternoon CE for the first time, when, right as the niacin
began to hit and the first itching of skin came on, I opened
that random Good Housekeeping magazine from the library and,
precisely as I was hit with the first itching and I thought
absently "here comes the niacin itch" or something along those
lines, I turned to a page advertising some sort of itchy-scalp
shampoo or bodywash or something -- in any case, with a
sentence reading "ITCHY SKIN" right in the middle of the page.
Though, at this point, I didn't note it since it wasn't too
precise/was just another vague/subtle echo if anything. But
then, maybe 30 seconds later as the next wave of itching hit,
more intense, I again had the distinct thought of "skin's
really itching now" -- precisely as I turned another page to
another advertisement, this one with a gigantic "WHY IS MY
SKIN SO ITCHY?" in the middle of the page, more precise in the
"itchy skin" echo, but also perfectly synchronistic in timing
(and, again, 100% objective, relying on the "involuntary
bodily function"-type onset of the itch from the niacin I'd
taken a half-hour before, as to coincide perfectly despite my
having no influence over such).
5/13/17
Lots of overall activity today, including a big uptick in
number-repeats of all kinds, now to "storm"/"onslaught"
levels, again corresponding with highway travel, and again
starting almost on a switch as soon as I departed for the day,
this time just to start the day's drive this morning up north,
rather than just going for lunch (differently than almost
every other day, that is, just shunning my usual morning
routine completely in favor of setting off hours earlier, and
just driving on the highway, etc). Started literally as soon
as I left the gym parking lot I'd camped at the night before,
when I had to wait for a truck to pass and it ended up having
a 71300 plate, which was "revealed" in patternistic fashion.
Really not much to say about the day beyond that I ended up,
all told, again seeing dozens and dozens and DOZENS of
background-static level random 37s and variants and other
recent repeats (such as 437 and 44 and several 212s and the
like in there), and again mostly on random license plates on
the highway/passing signage/on the radio and other random
places, etc, just totally surreal and
living-dream/"ridiculously surreal," etc. Back to having tons
and tons of conspicuous-traffic-type ones, the numbers just
flying at me from all directions like filament to a magnet,
like "the good old days," it felt. Also, I noticed that
today's were more "mature" in the sense of many (most in fact)
of the repeats being 3-4 digits in size, rather than the
"smaller"/"less significant-feeling" two-digit types.
Another little trend I noticed in the numbers this day: many
"doubles," but not in that "alignment" fashion I was
experiencing there for a while. These, instead, were just
simultaneous occurrences/arrivals of the same or similar
repeats, such as two 37 variants arriving at the same time or
very close to it, maybe one on a random plate and then a
similar one on a passing mile-marking sign or something --
very similar to the "alignments" but qualitively different, as
to be a sort of "overlap" variant of the phenomenon. Had a
reasonable amount of these from what I remember, at least 3-4
patternistically identical ones if not more.
Thought-wise, did have a decent bit of activity, but not
nearly so much as on the number front. Again, day was
characterized by a lot of
vague/subtle/too-subjective-to-write-out-type of "echoey"
ones. Best examples were: when radio sang out "get behind me"
precisely as I came up on a truck pulling a boat on the
highway, uphill, which was forcing the traffic behind it to
slow and, thus, causing a veritable "back-up," with 3-4 cars
and myself having to suddenly slow and cluster behind him in a
tail (and, as it were, this came after hours of driving on the
highway without any sort of slow-down, with the "get behind
me" Just Happening to coincide perfectly within it, just
seconds apart in patternistic fashion); a damn cool reading
one (though one of the only) at lunch, when a random fly
buzzed around me in my face, forcing me to shoo it away with
my hand, a split second before I read "[The person] known as
Mosca (fly)" in the 'Dreamland' book, again highly notable due
to the objective/independent event of the fly randomly
arriving just at that precise instant (when, again, there'd
been no flies around me until that exact moment, nor had the
book mentioned this Mosca character until then, nor did it
afterward). Don't remember exactly how many total echoes I had
that day, nor their character, but seems like it went on to be
at least reasonably "active."
Had a cool "late"-ish standout, and it again occurred during
my new late-afternoon CE schedule: precisely as I laid down on
the leather couch at the parents' and opened that random 2006
Yoga magazine I got free from the library, I felt how
comfortable/pleasing the couch was and had a distinct thought
of "comfortable couch/I like this couch/good couch" or
something along those lines -- a split second before I opened
the magazine to an ad reading "Nice sofa" right in the middle,
directly in my line of sight after I'd just had that thought
(another of those where the thought wasn't 100% perfectly
synchronistic but was very close, just microseconds apart, as
to just make it more notable since it distinguished the
thought as 100% before I could've possibly known what awaited
me as I opened the magazine, yet was closely timed enough to
make it nearly perfectly synchronistic, etc).
5/14/17
Overall downturn in activity today, but still some, not
totally silent just nothing like yesterday's onslaught of
numbers and echoes. Did have a few echoes, but these were much
fewer than even yesterday, and none standout/coherent enough
to be conveyed (that I remember, at least). Still a reasonable
showing of numbers, including some conspicuous-traffic times
(and a few parking-lot ones, too, including a cool one at the
park I stopped at for lunch, when I once again stopped at some
100% totally random, spontaneous spot, even when I'd planned
on going to Stickboy instead, only to find myself directly
beside a car with a 3770 plate, which I couldn't even see
until I'd parked beside it and gotten out).
Seeing a lot of receipt-type 37 incidents after logging those
accumulated over last couple days of traveling up north,
several with multiple, conspicuous-type ones, somewhat
"upgraded" from the random two-digit-types I seem to find
littering about all my receipts these days. Good example: on
the receipt from the CVS receipt I got after randomly buying
the stuff for the laundry bathroom with no soap/light bulb,
etc, the receipt was for Store #7331, with "RETURNS WITH
RECEIPT THRU 7/13/2017" in the middle (and a random "3317"
just above that, some type of segmented ID number), with a
timestamp of exactly 12:37 PM, haha. And as a clincher, these
too seem to have corresponded with my traveling, like the rest
of the number storm. So damn surreal.
5/15/17
Had another reasonably "stormy"-level surge of numbers on the
drive back to the beach, in the same format as rest of the
trip: a huge, steady stream of background-static
two/three-digit numbers on license plates and passing
signs/randomly elsewhere, etc, all along the way (again mostly
37s but also with a showing of others too, a lot of 44s and
the like from what I remember). Again a pretty good amount of
conspicuous-type traffic ones, though none I can remember off
the top of my head (again just too many, all of them bluring
together and combining with the health ugliness of the day to
just be a big, surreal blur of numbers arriving from every
point on the compass). Did have a couple of those
"overlap"-type doubles, most notably when a car with a 73
plate recklessly turned in front of me, cutting me off,
precisely as we went under an overpass with "17 ft 3 in" on
it, and precisely such that its plate lined up with the height
sign, just so ridiculously surreal it beggars description yet
is completely patternistic of these. Also, another trend of
the day: lots of 37s and variants on big trucks/trailers and
the like, as has happened several times in the past but not
the last couple highway bouts (why today and not just a couple
days ago on the trip north? some sort of meta-echo-type theme
of "transport" or something, reflecting my returning back to
the beach or maybe something I did/experienced while up
north?).
Did have some thought activity but it was again like the trend
of last couple days: only sporadic activity, and again mostly
of that subtle/subjective/"in the moment"-level of
"echoey"-type ones, mostly reflecting my inner
reality/thoughts/experiences in some way or another. A couple
examples: randomly hearing "burn" on the radio, precisely as I
had a long chain of thought end with thinking about maybe
getting some kombucha but then remember how it burns/irritates
my guts, again with the mental image of "burning" coinciding
perfectly with the random "burn" on the radio; similarly,
having the radio randomly sing out "wet my whistle" precisely
as I decided to take a swig of water (and again for the first
time on each front, with the radio singing this out in a
chorus but on the very first refrain of it, and with my taking
the first sip of water in an hour or longer, and again with no
way I could've been cued off, etc, with my never having heard
this song before and it never having mentioned anything
drinking/water related up until then).
5/16/17
A lowish level of activity today so far, though still in the
same basic trend/format/"feel"/"groove" of last several days.
Had a showing of background-static traffic-type 37s on plates
and such while driving around briefly today, and most notably
in the "random parking-lot parking spaces" category again,
with 2-3 lots I randomly stopped in having at least one or two
of this type, and all pretty notable as well as 100%
patternistic of these, 100% random, etc, again hitting that
level of "quietly surreal."
Had even fewer thought-type incidents today. Really, only I
recall is another of those "single notable, standout-level
incidents arriving out of the clear blue"-type ones, this time
a radio one. It started when I randomly passed a Miata that
was of the same year and color as mine but with a fresh paint
job/all tricked out/freshly washed, etc, which made me think
briefly of how much more appealing it looked than mine despite
being essentially the same car -- precisely as the radio
randomly sang out "I'm jealous," another of those that echoed
the underlying essence of my subtly envious thought with
pretty notable precision (and, timing-wise and
patternistically, was even more notable).
Other than that, the only thought-type ones I noticed as of
writing were a series of super-super-vague
parallels/recurrences/thematic ones spanning the morning and
then what I read/thought/experienced at lunch and in early
afternoon, all of which were just too subtle/subjective to be
conveyed and can only be noted for their collective presence.
5/17/17
Downturn in overall activity today, as well as something of
another "shift"/change in "feel"/format of the day, this
corresponding with another shift in
consciousness/condition/headspace/health, etc.
Noticeably fewer numbers today, on all fronts, most
conspicuously with an almost total absence of
traffic/parking-lot/license plate-type numbers, even of
background-static levels, and with zero
conspicuous-traffic-type incidents that I can recall (why this
sudden and radical absence?). Really, the only number activity
I can remember was a cool standout at Walmart, when I rang up
something for $3.17, which Just Happened to bump the running
total on the register up to $17.37 exactly, haha (also, bears
mentioning that the $3.17 item was a fuel treatment that I'd
never bought before, getting it only because the Mystery Oil I
wanted was mysteriously out of stock, and which I felt
Compelled to get despite having no idea if this other stuff
was any good -- completely patternistic of these type of
incidents, of course).
Had an "early" one this morning, another of those coming
suddenly and randomly and after an almost total "silence." It
was another of those "randomly thinking of a specific thing,
then turning a magazine page a split second later to exactly
that thing, when there's zero way I could've been cued
in/subconsciously read ahead, etc." This time it was my
thinking randomly of beets (which I can trace 100% back to a
random chain of thought about what I'd put in the lunch I'd
fixed up earlier, the last ingredient of which I remembered
was two tablespoons of the beet crystals, which thus ending
the chain of thought on "beet"), a split second before I
turned a page in the Mother Earth News I was reading to a big
full-page article on beets, with big pictures of beets and
"BEET ROOT" in the middle of the page -- but all, once again,
totally hidden/impossible to see for me until only *after* I'd
had the thought (though, again, only microseconds after, as to
be pretty much perfectly synchronistic, etc). So cool and
surreal, and another "emerging pattern/type" it would seem,
the "random magazine page-turn" type.
Also had some more of those
super-super-vague/subtle/subjective parallels and recurrences
through morning. For example: Brussels, Belgium, which it
seems like I first read about somewhere yesterday afternoon, I
can't even remember where other than that it was incredibly
random but distinct, and then Brussels was mentioned at the
start of the 'Twentieth Train' book I started reading at
dinner last night, and then it was mentioned in the Mother
Earth News I read randomly this morning (after pulling it out
thoughtlessly from the top of the stack in the drawer this
morning), and it seems like there were even a couple other
Brussels pop-ups from various places too.
Had this morning-long parallel/recurrence-cluster seem to
"culminate"/"climax" at lunch, as has seemed to happen in the
past, when, about halfway through while I was reading randomly
about those rental storage pods I was Compelled to look up on
my phone. Right as I got to the part of the website where it
gave me a quote on the monthly price, at that precise instant
the people at the nearby table said something about monthly
prices of some random thing -- the prices were different (my
pod quote was $199.99 a month, while theirs was $120 or
something), but the thematic echo of "monthly price" was
certainly there, and the timing was perfectly synchronistic
too (and, of course, it was all totally objective/independent,
with my being Compelled on the way into Starbucks in the
parking lot, where I'd seen one of the pods, to look them up,
long before I'd even sat down or the nearby strangers who'd
been talking about the monthly prices were even there, etc,
etc -- all completely patternistic of these, of course).
5/18/17
An uptick in activity today, though still a somewhat "quiet"
day relatively.
Foremost, numbers returned, albeit only slightly, just present
instead of yesterday's odd absence. Still same basic
shenanigans as of late: some subtle, back-ground-static-level
numbers in traffic on license plates almost exclusively today,
and almost all just two-digit 37 variants rather than
three-digit, etc, plus a few scattered parking-lot-type ones
in the mix, with these being only subtle, "non-animated"-type
ones too. Had no real standouts to note, again another of
those "the numbers were just there"-level of activity.
Had a brief yet somewhat active period of thought-type
activity, almost all at lunch while reading, etc. Started with
several of those super-subtle, one-word-type thought-echo
types for a while, then slowly matured into a few notables.
The first was when an employee came out at Krispy Kreme to
clean around the tables, when it was only the two of us in the
place just about, and so I couldn't help but notice her and
eye her in my peripheral vision over my book -- and then,
maybe two seconds after, I read randomly in the 'Twentieth
Train' book "had his eye on a waitress," and though the woman
was just a general employee and not a proper waitress tending
to orders and the like, the general echo of "watching/noticing
a female food worker" was definitely present, and the
timing/pattern was dead-on too (though not impossible this one
was a coincidence, had I not been experiencing so many of
these kinds of reading-echos as of late).
A cool "nearby stranger saying what I'm thinking" soon after,
when I took a particularly creamy bite of the coconut dish I
was eating, thus making me distinctly think "creamy,"
precisely as the cashier at the donut counter said
"cream-filled," again perfectly synchronistic and highly
precise (and, as far as I can recall, she hadn't mentioned
cream-filled or anything like that until just that exact
instant).
And then this evening in the sauna, another of those "turning
magazine page"-type thought echos, almost identical to the
others I've had recently except with a twist, a second part.
It began when I opened that random issue of Coastal Living I
got free from the library, and something in an ad on the
second page triggered thoughts of our wasteful/throw-away
culture, which conjured in my mind's eye visions of landfills
specifically, and a general sense of "trash" -- and then, on
the very next page, there was a full-page ad for Subaru about
how it has zero landfill waste now, with the entire page
filled with a picture of a trash-clogged landfill. Though,
this one was a little different in that there was a delay of
2-3 seconds before I registered the landfill ad and made the
connection to the vague thought I'd just had when looking at
the previous leaf with the other ad, unlike the other recent
page-turn-types where my I had the thought, then turned the
page a split second after and had saw the echoing material, as
to be perfectly synchronistic, etc; but then, the more I
thought about it, it seemed that there wasn't so much of a
delay in the echo, but instead just a delay in my seeing the
landfill ad/registering it/making the connection (because, if
I remember correctly, I had the thought about landfills, then
turned the page immediately after, but first looked at the
left page of the new leaf, rather than skipping it to the
right page, where the landfill picture was).
And then comes the second part, which ups the notability even
fuller: as I realized that there wasn't a delay in the
page-turn but instead just in my registering the echo, I had
the thought of something along the lines of "the landfill
picture was there perfectly synchronistically, I just didn't
at first see it" -- and then, a split second later, I looked
at the ad on the next sequential page I'd turned to, after the
landfill one, and it was an ad for a car or something reading
"Just because you don't see it, doesn't mean it isn't there,"
thus echoing my thoughts about the echo, and this one coming
in that perfectly synchronistic page-turn fashion (or at least
I think it did, I can't say 100%, with all this happening so
fast, within the space of seconds, and me in the sauna and
sweating/heart pounding/consciousness shifting, etc). Highly
notable, in any case.
5/19/17
Another relatively quiet day. First incident I remember was
just after leaving Beth's, with a cool parking-lot-style 37
repeat, somewhat unique and standout and conspicuous. I'd
parked facing the building and then put up the sun visor in
the car, and then when I got in to leave and pulled the visor
down and thus revealed the car directly across from me (which
had parked there while I was inside at some point), I found
myself staring directly at a 40773 plate, as to have that
super-surreal "animated"/"revealing" effect when I pulled down
the visor and thus "unveiled" the plate, and directly where I
was looking of course, as is so patternistic of these.
Had only some background-static-level 37 plates in traffic and
the like, not many but they were definitely there (though,
again I note that they were distinctly present at some times
and distinctly absent others, seeming to again correspond with
changes in health/consciousness/digestion/energy, etc;
definitely some sort of correlation there, but why not
always?).
Thought-wise, another of those days with only some scattered
minor incidents through the afternoon, tapering into nothing
as of writing, this evening. Most were at lunchtime reading,
with more of those single-word-type echoes cropping up here
and there, just enough to notice (and, just patternistic
enough not to be written off). Couple examples: having a big
long chain of thought end with my wondering if that 'Coming of
Wizards' book was in today's mail or not, thus making me
distinctly think "book," precisely as the radio randomly sang
out "the book of love," with my thought of "book"
corresponding again perfectly with the lyric's "book"; a cool
one when I checked my voicemail and played Adam's message
while I took arranged my wallet for the day, where he randomly
said "a hundred dollars" precisely as I took my money out and
turned over the stack and revealed a hundred-dollar bill, once
again with my seeing/registering the money and thinking
absently "hundred dollars" coinciding perfectly
synchronistically with the words on the phone, and again with
no way by which it could've been subconsciously
orchestrated/all objective/impossible to orchestrate, etc. A
cool footnote about this one is that I'd tried to listen to
the mention at DD during lunch but it was too noisy to make
out, hence I didn't get around to replaying it until I got
home, and hence enabling the synchronicity, as seems to happen
with so many of these.
5/20/17
An uptick today on both fronts, though most noticeably in
numbers. Back to the same moderately high level of activity as
of late, and still in that same fashion of almost exclusively
being 37s and variants (with minor showings of other usual
repeats) on license plates and signage and other random
encounters through the day, and back to having a lot of those
conspicuous-type traffic incidents and the like, and
parking-lot-type ones too.
Some standouts:
> Damn cool one of those where a nearby stranger randomly
speaks a 37 variant in that patternistically notable way
that's hard to describe. This time it was precisely as I went
into the gas station after lunch, when before the door had
even closed, the cashier at the register quoted the total to
the customer there: "$17.73." Mildly notable in itself, given
its patternistic element and the super-precise and
patternistic timing, but a little moreso considering how
random my stop at this particular station was, having zero
real reason to do so/zero plans but feeling patternistically
and urgently Compelled to do so (and, again, there were all
sorts of those same little variables/circumstances that made
it so I entered *just precisely* as the numbers were spoken,
such as having to wait for several cars and motorcycles to
pass by while walking through the parking lot, and being
Compelled to pick up two pieces of litter that took me across
the lot and back, all conspiring such that I entered just
then, as seems to so often be the case with these).
> And then equally standout-ish and unique and notable:
when I went to the Lowes in Shallotte, I had started to pull
into a parking space but then saw that I would be parking
right by a car with a 37 plate, so I deliberately pulled down
a couple lanes and parked in an empty area of the lot (where
there were zero cars because the Lowes had apparently closed
up since I'd last visited) -- yet, when I stopped, directly
ahead of me, two rows up but still just visible, was a van
with a plate beginning with 3773, haha. Another of those with
an "intelligent" element, like those "challenging-thought"
ones kind of.
Thought-types were still mostly of the vague/subtle/"small"
thought-echo type, beginning at lunchtime read again, and
again pretty much exclusively just one-word (though perfectly
synchronistic/"striking") ones that I didn't log, probably 5-6
again. Then it seemed to mature some as the afternoon went on,
such that the radio and the like began becoming part of the
echoes (it seems like I only get them on the radio once these
maturation/intensifications take place, as if they signify
some sort of graduation in complexity?). Couple examples:
hearing a random "open" on the radio at the precise instant I
saw a roadside sign reading "Open Gifts," with my
registering/absently thinking "open" corresponding perfectly
synchronistically/"strikingly" with the radio lyric (and
again, the lyric was said only then, not repeatedly, etc);
same for "change" on the radio corresponding perfectly with my
having a long chain of thought end with "change," can't
remember pertaining to what exactly but was definitely 100%
objective/independent/non-repetitive, etc; hearing "see" on
the radio precisely as, while at the flea market booth with
all the supplements, I saw a bottle of vitamin C and
registered the "C," another phoenetic one.
A notable standout in this regard: right as I had a long chain
of thought end with how I was walking a lot these days,
particularly then while roaming the flea market, a song
started on a nearby stereo and the very first words were "I
walk for miles," coming not quite perfectly synchronistically
but again just microseconds after my thinking of "lots of
walking" (perfectly echoing the same thematic/semantic of
walking for miles, as used in the context of the song), again
as to be all the same in the "echo" effect.
Then tonight had another of those sudden and "late" ones, this
one a classical reading/event-type one. Precisely as I read
"shot down" in the 'Twentieth Train' book, a loud noise
erupted from somewhere outside nearby, which I immediately
took to be a gunshot, which it might well have been, either
that or fireworks or whatever -- in any case, the echo of
"shot" was certainly there, whether echoing the actual gunshot
or just my registering it as/thinking "gunshot," and the
timing was perfectly synchronistic (there went on to be
several of these maybe-shots fired off over the next 20
seconds or so, but in any case, the very first one coincided
with my reading the "shot" in the book, simply
uncanny/ridiculously surreal, etc).
Also, another cute little clock-tick-type 37 repeat, this one
again when I totally randomly looked down at the Cyma counter
while eating dinner, honestly and genuinely wanting to see
what it was at, precisely as it clicked from 3:07 to 3:06,
again with the 3:07 there only a microsecond before it
switched, just long enough for me to see it/register it (and,
of course, the counter, on the floor, was completely invisible
to me until I bent forward double and looked down from the
couch; the only way this could've been subconscious-type of
"orchestration" was if I only very deeply subconsciously knew
that the time would be that, but only at that level, with the
invisibility completely ruling out any "normal"/simple
explanation).
5/21/17
Less activity overall today, though not entirely "silent."
Again had some scattered "smallish"/super-subtle incidents
through morning, then having them graduate into one-word type
echoes by noontime, with another of those sort of "climaxes"
coming during the sermon at church, when I had a little
pronounced cluster of them, such as another of those
"perfectly corresponding one-words" when I randomly thought of
the whey in my lunch, as "whey" in my mind, precisely as the
preacher said "way," etc, etc. Probably upwards of 8-10 of
those within the space of a half-hour, including a cool
standout when I took a deep but difficult breath, tensing my
shoulders and upper back, a split second before the pastor
randomly said "pulling in and holding on," echoing both the
"pulling in" of my muscles and the "holding on" of the deep
breath I'd taken and held in as I do, very surreal.
Then at lunch, the echoes stopped for the most part, oddly,
sort of breaking the pattern of late. Did have a damn cool
combo "ask-and-receive"/recurrence though. Started either one
or two days ago, I can't remember, when I filled out a Fresh
Market survey and it asked me what other grocery stores I went
to, providing a list, on which I saw one called "Wegman's" and
distinctly Noticed it, as to absently think "I wonder what
Wegman's is, exactly?" in that patternistic way -- and then
today at lunch in Publix, a random woman came over by where I
was sitting, and in some weird, random way we got into brief
small talk, and she mentioned how Publix is a lot like
"Wegman's up north," after which she'd asked if I'd ever been
there and I said no and she proceeded to tell me about how
it's a market with a lot of hot bars and the like -- thus
answering my vague question in patternistic fashion. Also
bears mentioning, again, the totally random yet patternistic
circumstances of this all, such as my being there in Publix
eating lunch in the first place, totally unplanned (I hadn't
even known there was a seating area in there until I found it
randomly today, while looking for something else entirely),
and then the fact that this woman and I somehow got into
conversation at all -- all just a totally random as could
possibly be, yet it served to provide my "answer."
Number-wise, day was equally quiet. Did see a noticeable few,
and still in that same exact pattern of in-traffic plates and
with a couple minor "appearances," etc, and again with a
really cool parking-lot-type one when I parked in a certain
space because it was the only one with shade, only to find
myself again directly behind a 1377 plate, and again directly
in my line of sight when I stopped, etc.
5/22/17
Slight uptick over yesterday, but still a relatively quiter
day.
Had another stray, sudden, "abnormal" "early" one this
morning, a standout among the usual super-subtle thematic-type
parallels I've been having. It was another of those where I
had a random song looping in my head and the lyric from it
coincided perfectly synchronistically with something,
radio-style. This time it was the lyric "superhuman,"
coinciding with the "super" on the cover of the phone book
when I randomly pulled out the drawer for the scissors. Was
more notable than it sounds, since, first, the "super" on the
phone book arrived both perfectly synchronistically with the
random looped lyric in my head, absolutely "striking" timing,
but then, second, it had that "animated" quality to it, with
the drawer coming out and "revealing" the phone book's "super"
in that ridiculously surreal fashion.
Again had a string of those super-subtle/vague/subjective ones
through morning and early afternoon, about all of them too
obscure to convey. Did mature slightly by mid-lunch,
developing into a little cluster of slightly more-coherent
reading-type echoes, most of which had a weird, "not quite
perfectly synchronistic" delay of several seconds, a sort of
pattern in itself. One example: having a wash of that ugly
fever suddenly rise up, making me think "here comes the fever
again" or something to that effect, about 2-3 seconds before I
read "raging fever" in the 'Twentieth Train' book (again made
a little more notable considering that I'd not had any of the
feverish symptoms for hours, and that it was the first time in
the reading session that the book had mentioned anything about
fever, etc).
Slightly more coherent/notable was a nearby-stranger-type
reading echo towards the tail-end of lunch, as another of
those sort of patternistic "climaxes." It started when I
noticed how the women at the nearby table were having a
contained-yet-animated conversation, for the first time in the
fifteen minutes or so since I'd been sitting beside them, just
before I read "quiet, intense conversation" randomly in the
book, and this one again came with a slight delay but less so
than those previous, now just microseconds rather than whole
seconds.
Did have a somewhat more pronounced showing of numbers today,
both in terms of random traffic/license plate type ones, with
a slight yet noticeable increase in conspicuous-type incidents
(mainly 731 plates "drifting" up alongside me today, probably
5-6 times total, when that definitely had not been happening
the last several days, pretty damn surreal and notable), and
another string of parking-lot-type ones today, and these also
with a subtle theme, this time of the "having to look a
certain place/direction when backing up and finding my eyes
directly on a 37 variant plate of some fashion," this too
happening no less than 4-5 times and also after a marked
absence of these types for days now. Really interesting, these
absence/re-emergence of certain subtle types.
5/23/17
Reasonable uptick today, again corresponding with both travel
and a general shift in health/condition/consciousness.
Numbers were definitely there today, beginning with a
super-cool clock-tick one just after I was picked up by
Enterprise, again another of those "the day has begun"-type
ones right after I left the house for lunch. It started when I
closed my eyes during the drive, for ten minutes or so, and
then the driver asked me a question suddenly, and I opened my
eyes directly to the clock on the in-dash display, again with
it directly in my line of sight without my having to shift my
gaze/move/etc -- precisely as the clock ticked from 10:36 to
10:37, another of those perfectly and patternistically timed
ones, there just microseconds, long enough for me to register
it, and then ticking to the repeat, haha. And of course,
doubly notable considering that, not only was it so perfectly
timed and so patternistic, but also hinged on the totally
objective event of the driver Just Happening to ask me a
question right at that exact moment, after a long silence.
Just "ridiculously surreal."
And from there the numbers just took off, with scattered 37s
and variants in traffic and the like the rest of the way to
lunch and just after picking up the rental. And then, just
after lunch, a super-conspicuous traffic-type one when a truck
recklessly pulled out in front of me, cutting me off from a
turn lane to go straight and totally without warning, only to
reveal its 3733 plate, haha. And then, once on the highway,
went into that near-onslaught level of "smallish" random ones
intermixed with a steady stream of more-conspicuous ones. And
again had a half-dozen or so of those "tractor and
trailer"/"transport"-type 37s, though not quite as many as the
trip down south recently, just enough to establish its
presence. And also had more of those "overlap"-type doubles,
and even a couple triples, more or less notable.
Had an uptick of thought incidents but once again these were
mostly of the "small" one-word/super-subtle-type of echoes
through the day, mostly afternoon. And also had many of those
super-vague/subtle/subjective little reading synchros and
recurrences/thematic-type echoes, etc, and really, these are
getting so damn surreal and notable, for all their obscurity.
Again feeling to enter that "synchronistic state" at times,
and it still seems that the nausea/gut upset/general health
issues are reflected in that, bringing alternately terrible
and beautiful "colorings"/projections onto the incidents. A
living-dream state of a new kind, these days it seems.
Cool after-the-fact receipt 37 repeat: at Garner's,
"Transaction #: 177318," just above "Time: 5:07:37 PM"
Had several cool radio/reading-type standouts, such as having
a long chain of thought end with how I needed to work on
telling "friendly lies" to people when they ask mindlessly ask
for sensitive information they have no business knowing -- a
split second before "I'm a real bad liar" sang randomly from
the radio. Another similar one: while punching in my PIN at
the ATM, was suddenly overwhelmed with a feeling that the
world was filled with criminals seeking out the number, etc --
again a split second before the radio randomly said "there are
people who do bad things," and in that same criminal context
(though, again, it all hinged on the totally objective and
independent event of my Just Happening to pull up to the ATM
and having those thoughts at that exact moment, etc). Had a
lot of those super-striking "small" one-words regarding
passing signage/the radio, etc, too, such as thinking
hearing/registering "move" on the radio precisely as I
registered a sign for "MOVE IN" along the radio, or, more
notably, hearing/registering "honey" randomly on the radio
precisely as I as randomly passed a sign for "local honey,"
when I'd heard neither the word on the radio, nor passed any
signs for honey during my hours on the interstate at that
point, until that exact moment.
Also, a big cluster of those super-subtle/vague/subjective
echos during dinnertime reading, again at that level that was
just ridiculously surreal in a new way/dimension/level yet
still largely impossible to convey.
5/24/17
Less activity than yesterday, but I wasn't traveling today
either, and health went way downhill too.
Another damn cool clock-tick, though only of a more singular
dimension than that one from yesterday. Just another "totally
randomly turned on cell phone and had the clock/welcome screen
come up precisely as the clock ticked from 11:36 to 11:37,"
but no less striking/surreal/notable for it. Went on to have a
good number of "small" two-digit random-type ones while riding
around in traffic, though not many conspicuous-type ones from
what I remember. More parking-lot ones too, and these still
pretty much not deviating at all from the same essential
"totally randomly but distinctly coming into contact with
37-plates in random-yet-patternistic ways."
Had another of those "Just Happened to walk in the door of
place precisely as a nearby cashier called out a 37 variant to
a customer," this time when I totally randomly returned a cart
to the Dollar Tree, and just microseconds after I walked in,
the cashier said "the total is $17.30," haha.
Thought-wise, again had a pretty good amount of overall
activity but it was almost completely of that
super-subtle/can't convey in text fashion, and almost all
still with that distinct "echo-ey" quality I've been
experiencing so much lately. One especially "striking"
standout was at DD, when the in-house radio randomly said
"2017" precisely as I as randomly read/registered some random
pamphlet sitting on the table where I'd set my coffee, reading
"2017" in big letters, this one and others again with that
especially surreal yet impossible to describe quality that's
so patternistic of these, as to again be more notable than is
conveyed in writing. Had maybe 2-3 more of these
especially-striking-types, along with at least a dozen or so
"lesser"/subtler/"quieter" ones.
5/25/17
Today was much like yesterday more or less, the same basic
groove/format/types of incidents and pretty much the same
amount of activity.
Numbers were again there but more subtly so, again with a
moderate number of 37-variant plates in traffic but very few
conspicuous standouts and the like, and again totally random
parking-lot-type ones (maybe a little more notable in this
regard today, with these showing up at literally every single
lot I parked in, despite going all over the place
super-randomly/unplanned/crazily today, maybe 6-7 different
stops in a row and all of them having at least one or two, and
all pretty pronounced/patternistic, etc). Probably the most
standoutish of the day's numbers were when, after crazily
driving around, lost, in search of a Starbucks I never did
find after a million random wrong turns, etc, I found myself a
coffee bar that was just what I wanted, despite having no idea
it existed nor any idea how I even got there -- and, when I
pulled in, there were not one but two 37 plates (three-digit
ones at that), haha.
Thought-wise, again had a reasonable number of echo-ey
one-words/subtles through the day, with a couple more
standout-ish/"striking" but not really any truly coherent ones
in this vein. One example: randomly reading "order" in the
'Caryatids' book precisely as I saw/registered (again in that
distinct, patternistic way) a waitress at the coffee bar
approach a nearby table with an armful of food, which made me
think absently "order arriving," again with this random and
objective/independent thought coinciding perfectly with my
simultaneous reading of the "order," again in that distinctly
patternistic and surreal way.
Also during lunch: a weird long-winded/super-subtle and
obscure-type recurrence presented itself, involving the
"duchess/count/countess/princess" theme, this beginning a few
days ago when I encountered these symbols/thematic elements in
that patternistic-but-subtle way where I started seeing them
in all sorts of random places, and then over the last couple
days, saw them even more, such as randomly Noticing the
definition for "countess" in the Spanish dictionary, and
seeing it in a couple magazines I think, and then, a little
more notably, reading of it in the 'Caryatids' book over the
last couple days -- but then it all climaxed when, just after
reading of these elements in the 'Caryatids' book a second
time, the table of nearby strangers at the coffee shop began
discussing these very things, not too precisely or notable in
itself, just mentioning "count" and "countess" and "princess"
expressly in the conversation soon after I read about it, but
more notably considering all the times I've seen it in the
last couple days. Goes along with this trend towards such
subtles/long-winded/obscure ones I've been having, again as to
bring about that living-dream "synchronistic state" feeling.
Just so utterly surreal ...
Cool and classical nearby-stranger/random-thought-type
standout late afternoon, when I was walking up to the case of
berries at Walmart and thought distinctly, "Are they organic?"
precisely as a nearby stranger said "organic" (though, the
stranger was, ironically, at distance from me and the berry
case, in the aisle of nonorganic produce).
5/26/17
Still in the same basic groove I've been in for the past few
days since leaving on the trip, still with moderate numbers
and still in traffic/parking-lots, etc, and still with little
clusters of those echo-ey thought-type synchros spread through
the day, these also still in that mostly
subtle/subjective/distorted/"partial" groove.
The "day" started with some scattered two-digit "smallish"
license-plate-type 37s and the like, again when leaving for
lunch, and then the first standout-ish one came just after
lunch, when I went behind that parking lot at SB and was
drawn, distinctly/patternistically in Compelling fashion, to a
random piece of litter lying beyond a fence -- and then, when
I went and rounded the fence and picked it up, I turned around
to find myself staring directly at a bright yellow Corvette
with a 773 plate parked beyond the fence, invisible to me
until I rounded the fence for the Compelled-to piece of litter
-- again, 100% in that "ridiculously random" pattern that so
many of these parking-lot-type standouts follow, with that
"intelligent"/"cute"/"humorous" feel to it.
Some of the thought-type standouts:
> Had probably a dozen of those "small" one-word-type
"striking" ones, which were super-subtle through lunch and in
early afternoon (again with that very distorted,
"half-there"-type of quality, such as when the radio at the
gym said "aftershave" precisely as I randomly glanced at an
overhead TV and saw a man with a beard on it and registered
his beared, thinking something like "unshaved," such that the
basic echo of "shave"/"facial hair" was there, but just
barely), then matured/graduated somewhat, such as when I was
trying to find the rental and was looking for Highway 1 and
saw the sign for it, which made me think/register "one,"
precisely as the radio randomly sang "one," and these again
had that subtle-but-distinct, in-the-moment "striking" quality
that rendered them more significant/notable than they sound
when written out
> Cool radio/thought-type standout later on, example of the
"graduated" ones: precisely as I had stopped to turn on my
phone for directions to the rental and thought to text the
owner that I was "on my way," thinking/registering that
specifically, the radio randomly sang out "you're on your
way," and again without prelude/not as a refraining chorus,
etc, but just for the first time, totally out of nowhere, so
precise and striking and surreally cool
> An equally notable/"matured" one a little later on, when
I was at the second Publix store of the day and passed the
drink case and saw that this store had the exact same
cold-brew drinks that I'd seen at the first earlier, making me
think something along the lines of "standardized stock/the
same product lines at these stores," a split second before a
nearby stranger said "these stores are all the same," again
with that very slight delay between my thought and the words,
in that patternistic way that just makes it totally objective
in that ridiculously surreal way, my thought coming before,
but only *just* before, the stranger's words, haha
5/27/17
Still in same basic groove as I've been in since leaving on
this latest trip, coincidentally when I'm still in this basic
funk of quietly nasty health stuff.
Numbers were more or less identical to yesterday, some
spatters of in-traffic 37-variant plates, with a couple
textbook conspicuous-types thrown in the mix (reckless driver
in a truck tailgating me, forcing me to notice it, and then
passing me to reveal two-digit 37 plate, and then a couple
more of those "drifter"-type passers, I remember, creeping up
in that distinctly patternistic way and finally revealing a 37
plate right in my line-of-sight, etc). Couple cool number
standouts today:
> A neat little parking-lot combo just after lunch, when,
first, at Starbucks, had another of those deals where there
weren't any surrounding me when I went in, which I noticed
absently and thought "Hmm, no 37s surrounding me, why?" -- and
then, upon coming out, a car with a 73 plate had parked
directly beside me. And then, in similar "challenge" fashion,
when I parked at the health food store just after that, down
the road a bit, I had the absent thought "I'll bet I'll park
right beside a 37-plate this time, if the current trend holds
out," but I didn't -- but then, after I'd parked and forgotten
about it and began getting out, I looked up and directly
across from me and in my line of sight, patternistically, was
a three-digit 37 plate of some kind, haha
> An equally notable and similar parking-lot one later on,
at the random Earth Fare I stopped at, when I parked awkwardly
in a space turning in the wrong way, and I thought again
absently that I'll probably see a 37 plate this time, but
there were none, even when I went looking for them -- and
then, again when I forgot about it all and stopped
looking/thinking about them and got out of the car, I found
myself looking directly at a 37 plate, on the car directly
beside me, except that, beside I'd pulled in from the wrong
direction, the plate was out of my vision until I got out, not
only invisible to me when I'd first parked but also again
being "revealed" in that intelligent fashion ...
Thought-wise, not only had about the same overall amount of
activity, but it again had that slow, graduating curve through
morning and into afternoon, peaking just after lunch and then
winding down to near-silence by evening-ish. Began with more
of those super-subtle little thematic recurrences through
morning thoughts/reading/encounters, with most of the
recurrences happening during lunchtime reading in some
fashion, along with a few odd, equally "small" little echoes
in that same period. Then, towards the tail-end of lunch, it
again distinctly matured/cohered into a few reasonably notable
standouts:
> Precisely as the door to the SB bathroom randomly slammed
shut, for the first time since I'd been there, I randomly read
"slammed it" in the 'Caryatids' book, this too for the first
time and also in the same context as a slamming door (and,
upping the notability even more, was that my registering the
slam and absently thinking "slamming door" again coincided
perfectly synchronistically, yet 100%
objectively/indepedently, with my reading the words, again
just ridiculously surreal)
> Another textbook "nearby stranger" one at that random
health food store, when someone said "protein powder"
precisely as I randomly read/registered "hemp protein powder"
on a big bottle, again in that ridiculously
surreal/patternistic/"striking" way of these (and, it bears
mentioning, the woman who said this was nearby but in another
aisle and approaching the one I was in, with all the protein
powders in it -- rather than being in the actual aisle at the
time and thus being logically likely to say something
regarding protein powder; she was telling the clerk what she
wanted, and he then led her to me and my aisle)
> Then, at Earth Fare a little later, a textbook
"overhead/public radio randomly saying something precisely as
I read it," "nearby stranger"-style and with the same
"striking" feel to it, this time "heart" coming randomly on
the radio precisely as I as randomly read the cover of a
magazine reading "Heart"-something, again with my
registering/absently thinking "heart" coinciding perfectly
synchronistically/ridiculously surreally with the radio word,
etc
Then this evening during dinnertime reading, had a sudden and
highly notable cluster of more super-vague ones, including
some echoes and a couple standouts of various kinds, all again
from out of nowhere. And, most of the vague ones were, really,
just too subjective and personal and "in the moment" to
describe, rather than being incoherent or unnotable or
whatever, as to again just echo my general experience at the
time and just preceeding dinner, again to a ridiculously
surreal and impossible-to-describe degree.
Standouts:
> First of the echoes/vague in-the-moment recurrences was
the biggest and most notable. It started when I sat down on
the weird little seat in the rental and put my feet on the
Cyma and thus had to sort of spread out in this weird,
uncomfortable bowlegged position, which I was thinking of
right as I started eating, something along the lines of "weird
spread-legged/bowlegged/stretch-legged posture" -- and then,
when I opened the 'Caryatids' book maybe two seconds later,
the very first words on the first page where I'd bookmarked
were "He was bowlegged." This was super-notable in itself,
being so ridiculously precise and precisely timed (and even
more notable consider that there's zero chance that I'd been
subconsciously suggested in even the most remote way by
reading this sentence ahead of time, because this was a new
chapter in the book, and when I'd finished at lunch reading, I
distinctly, 100% remember flipping past the chapter's cover
page and then placing the bookmark without even glancing at
the text of the new chapter -- no idea why I'd noticed this so
distinctly, but I did). However, it didn't stop with the
"bowlegged" thing but instead continued into more echoes and
recurrences from various times in the day, almost every
sentence on the entire rest of the page, just one after
another, all of them coming so fast and surreal that I can't
even remember any except that they were all just ridiculously
surreal/notable/"echo-ey," etc. And that was just the start of
the night, not counting the almost-continuous ones to follow
over the next hour or so. Just wow, wow, wow ...
> One cool classical "hearing a noise precisely as I read
about such a noise" ones at one point during this reading
session: precisely as I read "clicking," a loud "click"
sounded from the wall right behind my head -- only once,
rather than a repeating noise as suggested by the literal
reading-word, but the "click" essence was certainly there, and
the timing and patternistic elements were spot-on (and, it
bears mentioning, this mysterious click was the *only* sound I
heard at the time, since I was wearing my noise-isolation
headphones and everything else was muffled or inaudible).
> A cool standout classical reading-type recurrence too,
beginning with the random library-freebie Popular Mechanics
magazine I was reading right before dinner, in which it
mentioned suicide bombers and, specifically, how being close
to a bomb detonation can cause hearing loss, both of which I'd
not read about recently (don't know how many years or decades
its been since I specifically read about explosions causing
hearing loss, maybe 6 or 7?) -- and then, the 'Caryatids' book
mentioned both of these things specifically tonight in the
reading session, once again for the first time in the book,
along with just a bunch of those other
super-subtle/vague-yet-patternistic echoes and recurrences
too, these getting lost in this little dinnertime "storm."
5/28/17
Day started much like others recently, with a few super-subtle
echo-type ones in late morning and then a slow-and-steady
graduation/maturing up through lunch and into afternoon, on
all fronts. First standout-ish one that I remember was again
almost instantaneously after I left for the day. It started
when I first turned the rental car into the road and, feeling
how responsive and smooth/easy the drive was, I
distinctly-but-absently thought/registered "smooth" --
precisely as "smooth" came randomly over the radio, reasonably
notable given that, again, it was the first that I'd both
thought that and that the song said that, and also the
perfectly synchronistic timing, and the literal precision,
along with the distinct-yet-impossible-to-describe
patternistic quality of it, making it more notable than it
reads and despite its single-word nature. Went on to have a
little cluster of these on the drive to church, more or less
notable.
Then I do remember having several more during the sermon,
again in that same subtle-but-notable, echo-ey way (and didn't
these kind seem to originate at church sermons, primarily?).
And then, after the service, I had the first notable numbers
of the day (seems like there were some scattered, subtle,
"normal" two-digit 37 plates and the like on the way). It was
a parking-lot-type one, and again with a twist: after getting
to the church early and waiting for a few minutes in the
parking lot, a woman had been parked directly across from me
and I'd distinctly Noticed her and her car, which had the
trunk open as she rooted through it. Then, when I came out
afterward, the woman was gone but her trunk was closed, thus
revealing its 37 plate, which was directly in my line of sight
when I got in the car and made to leave, in the patternistic
fashion of these "intelligent"-type of parking-lot ones. Seems
like I had more parking-lot ones through the day and the trip
back to MB, but no standoutish ones (or, if there were, I just
forgot them due to the mini-storm on the drive back).
Again had another noticeable uptick in numbers when I started
back on the interstate, and I see a definite pattern in this
now, at least of recent such upticks, when the steady/quiet
"background static" of plate-37s seems to graduate from
two-digits to three- or more, and the conspicuous-type of
incidents start up in force (and, likewise, the
highway-specific ones will come into play, such as the
truck-and-trailer-type/"transport" ones). Again had too many
conspicuous ones to log individually, beyond that there were
moderately many and that they were all in more or less the
exact same patternistic fashion that's now established itself
(the "drifters"/"reckless turners"/"tailgaters" etc). One
example I wrote down: as I was driving down the highway, a car
pulled into a turnaround lane-divider in the middle, but not
quite fully, the bumper sticking out a little, forcing me to
slow down and shift my attention to the car, the back
specifically -- and, thus, to its 537 plate, again adding that
"animated"/"shouting"/"loud" quality to it, haha.
One little q-n-a-type standout that might've just been
coincidence, but probably not, considering its patternistic
element. Randomly while on the highway, I was passed by a big
macho truck with the license plate "GAINZ," which I both
noticed and Noticed, and thus distinctly thought, "I wonder if
that's a body-building in there," if the word was in reference
to muscle/weight gains -- and then, a long time later, maybe
an hour or more down the road, I stopped at a rest stop and
right as I was leaving I saw the GAINZ truck, sitting parked
with its door open -- and, right as I passed, a big beefy,
muscular-and-tattooed arm reached out and pulled the door
shut, an arm that certainly could've belong to a body-builder.
Somewhat notable in itself, but a little moreso considering
that distinct patternistic quality of it, with my passing
*right at that precise instant* when the guy's arm flashed out
for just a split second, Just Happening to occur right as I
passed, the circumstances/timing lining up ridiculously
perfectly, all as to answer that
pointless-and-absent-but-distinct thought I'd had, like so
many of these ...
5/29/17
Today was another of those with a noticeable amount of
activity but almost 100% too subtle or vague or
personal/subjective or "in the moment" to describe or convey.
I again had a sudden and reasonably notable/volumous "cluster"
of lunchtime-reading ones, mostly echoes but some of those
subtle recurrences too, but all of them just too complex or
subjective to convey in text. Actually, for a couple periods
they even reached that "steady onslaught of surreal,
echoing-my-current-experience" level of activity, like that
which arrived during the "He was bowlegged" cluster the night
before last. And, also bears mentioning: those in the morning
were all almost exclusively of the "quieter," more
drawn-out/longwinded kind, spanning various reading
material/random thoughts/experiences between then and the rest
of the day.
Numbers were there too, but these were definitely downturned
from yesterday and lately, "just" a low-level background
static of traffic/sign-type repeats of the usual ones while
running around town. Notable and quietly surreal, but not
ridiculously so like other days of late (coinciding with a
generally blunted mental state, as it were -- but then, why
did I have a reasonable amount of perceptual/thought-type ones
during the same period?).
5/30/17
Same basic groove/format/types of incidents/level of activity
as last couple days for the most part, despite a slight shift
in health/condition. Again had it all "start up" almost
immediately upon leaving the house for the day, when, maybe 2
minutes down the road, a conspicuously slow driver turned out
in front of me, driving oddly and such as to demand my
attention even further -- and thus to see the two 37s on its
rear, haha. Went on to have a reasonable number of "smallish"
traffic-types on the drive to the rental place, along with
some more conspicuous turn-outs/pull-in-fronts and the like.
And then, this afternoon, a few more though not as many as
morning, plus several "minor"/two-digit/"non-animated"-type of
parking-lot 37-plates and such.
And another of those sudden, "striking" echo/recurrence
clusters during lunchtime reading, again starting literally
from the first page in a big surreal string, then tapering off
into near-silence, much like several times lately. Definitely
a pattern establishing itself here. Two cool coherent
standouts from this cluster: sitting up in the somewhat
awkward chair on the pier and, sensing myself lapsing back
into that damaging slump in the upper back, I willed myself to
sit up straight and hold my head high -- a split second before
I read "The priest sat erect" in the 'Murder Room' book,
notable in itself but much moreso considering it came smack in
the middle of a 4-5-strong cluster of similar ones within the
span of ... minutes? And then, on the next page: as I read the
heading of the title of the next chaper ("The Voice of Blood")
it made me think, for some reason, of that 'Coming of Wizards'
book that I chose not to read in favor of this one -- and
then, again a split second later on the next line, it randomly
read "wizard," though this one wasn't quite as notable as some
of the others.
Tapered off somewhat through the rest of the afternoon as of
writing, seeming to correspond with the onset of that really
ugly head pressure I've been getting on and off lately. Did
have a couple more of those
super-subtle/vague/"half-there"-type of echoes though, such as
hearing "Privacy!" randomly on the radio precisely as I passed
a "Private Dumpster" sign and registered it/thought absently
"private," again perfectly synchronistically and
patternistically.
5/31/17
The quietest day in a while, overall. Numbers were there, but
almost exclusively just "background static"-type two-digit
ones in traffic and some other random sources that fell short
of being individually notable, plus a couple parking-lot ones
of similar quality, few if any conspicuous-type traffic ones
today (think there was one reckless-turn-in-front, a truck
with a two-digit 37 variant, but beyond that, nada that I
remember).
Thought-wise, even quieter, with only the subtlest of
echo-type ones here and there. Did have two standouts,
however. First, a reading-echo-type one at lunch, much like
those I've been having but about the only half-way coherent
one during lunchtime reading today: I'd just had a long chain
of random thought end with asking myself why I kept on
dragging myself back into the city and going through the
wringer there, etc, thinking specifically of the
psychological/spiritual "heat" in such places -- and then, in
the next paragraph in the 'Murder Room' book, seconds later,
it read: "[The man] wondered obsessively what brought him into
the bowels of the city, why he left the cool, ordered hallways
..." This one was uncannily precise, so much that, considering
it was in view briefly while I'd had the city thoughts, I'd
write it off as subconscious suggestion/reading-ahead, except
that I can again 100% objectively trace back my initial
thoughts to before I'd even turned to that page, which I'd
been thinking about more or less through the entire lunch
session and even a little before. Damn surreal.
And then, hours later while I was in line at the market,
another "involuntary bodily function"-type one. It began when,
out of nowhere, my liver/guts contracted somewhat as they do
super-randomly/rarely, thus allowing me to correct my posture
and flatten my stomach visibly/considerably -- and then, a
split second later when I looked to the checkout line, my eyes
fell directly on a tabloid cover reading "TUMMY TUCK" in big
letters in the middle, again with this coming perfectly
synchronistically (yet, despite the fact that I couldn't have
performed my "tummy tuck" if I'd tried, it occurred *just a
split-second before,* but definitely before I saw the text,
etc, just enough to establish with certainty that it didn't
happen afterward/couldn't possibly have been suggestion of
even a supernatural-level-type, etc).
Then had a little more activity tonight during dinnertime
reading, after an almost total silence through late afternoon
and early evening. Started with a few scattered
reading/thought/echo-type synchros through the reading
session, almost all either very subtle or one-word or other
"doesn't translate to text" ones. Did have another of those
cool clock-tick-type ones regarding the Cyma's timer/counter
display, almost just like when I randomly checked the time at
exactly 3:17 left except this time with a twist: I just
randomly leaned over, adjusting my position on the couch, and
I saw, just out of the corner of my eye, the display precisely
as it ticked down to 1:37, haha. (I'd actually had another one
literally exactly like the 3:17 clock-tick, either last night
or the one before, but it was just so completely like the last
one, and consciously random, that I wrote it off to
subconscious timing, though there wasn't really evidence for
that ...)