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SpikyAube ago

Wow that is amazing. I happened to be watching a documentary about sacred geometry earlier and how all creation comes from these basic shapes etc, and the image that looks like a target and the one that matches the floor in the Israeli supreme court were both in the documentary as each being a stage in a progression of creation and revealed knowledge. I think that's what it was about.

How crazy that you stumbled across that, only to find a reason for that glimpse of another world months later! How come you came across it, was the station meant to be closed and someone forgot to close it, or were the trains not running at that time, which made them think they were safe? Sorry lots of questions!

ByTheBook ago

When the train line was built the TTC closed earlier. I had halfway wondered if it was timed to open as per the stopwatch projection. That's just conjecture though.

A whole lot of coincidences stacked up in my life such that it proved to me the existence of God. I won't bother you with the details. Much of that which was revealed to me came immediately after prayer.

There's more to find here that I'm not sharing as I'm hoping for someone else to spot it's relevance. It'd make me feel a touch less loony.

SpikyAube ago

I'd love to be bothered with the details of your stack of coincidences if you feel like sharing them!

ByTheBook ago

(First of two)

Okay, but as I don't want to identify myself too much I'm going to abridge things a bit. Nevertheless it's a long story.

When I was much younger, I was bored in church one day and so began reading the book of Revelation in the Bible, because that's where all the action is obviously. Anyway I read in Revelation 13:18 the part about the number of the beast being 666 and it being a very intelligent man who discovers what that means, (paraphrased to a younger me's understanding.) Being often complimented on my brightness, I prayed to God that I would be the one to discover what it means. Let me tell you something, be very careful what you pray for. I was young and proud. Pride is still a tough fault for me to deal with.

Anyway, so I began obsessing over the number 666. In class I would draw swirlies, thinking that it looks like a six spiraling in on itself. One time, I was asked to call in the order for pizza to the local pizza joint and the number had 666 in it. I remember thinking, "Could a pizza place be the antichrist? Nah, that's silly." That pizza place was then called Pizza Boli's. It later renamed to Besta Pizza. I remember my mom telling me of the name change and saying, "It means beast in Italian or something, why would they name it that?" She doesn't remember saying that. Yes, I was living in the DC tri-state area at the time. (I ate Besta Pizza many, many times. They do have really good bread for their crusts. Now it really creeps me out though.)

Years later, I move out of the area when the aura of fear got too much. (The best antidote ended up being not watching the news anymore.) Now living in Canuckistan, I was getting depressed and lonely for various reasons. I decide I want a dog. A dog of a particular breed. This particular breed, unfortunately, is one I'd likely be allergic to and would require a lot of upkeep I wasn't ready to give. Anyway, two-ish years later, I go to a friends a few towns over for a party. In the middle of the street is a beautiful dog, and I gasp as soon as I see it saying, "That's the kind of dog I'd like to have." Of course, it's the same breed I wanted before, and this one is a stray besides. My friend tells me about the sketchy breeding operation likely going on in his neighborhood. I'm not really paying much mind, just thinking about the dog.

Then, some weeks later, I decide I really need a dog to combat loneliness. I may have said, "God, I need a dog." Not sure of my phrasing or whether I said "God" or not, but I definitely said it aloud. Decision firm, I'm looking up dogs I think I can get on the internet. That weekend, I get a call from that same friend who says, "Hey, do you want a dog? You've got about an hour to decide." Well, my recent resolution in mind I take the offer. That afternoon, the day before Easter, I get my dog. My friend named the dog something that doesn't sound quite right for a dog's name. (No offense to him.) So I rename it. I rename it by just switching some of the letters in the given name around to something easier to say and fitting for the dog. Then I look up what the name means online. Turns out that name means, "God's gift." Huh. That's interesting. So of course I think nothing of it. I'm a lapsed Christian at this point, so it just goes under the "That's Weird" category in my mental filing cabinet.

At this point in time I'm hardly Christian, certainly doubting Christianity but not really ready to say anything to spite it as any time I come close my heart hurts. I still think it's beautiful as a story, so I beging mentally concocting a sci-fi story wherein future people take it upon themselves to save people in the past by reading their brainwaves at the moment of death and scanning for Jesus thoughts and downloading them to the future. Time-travel stories in general with god-like technological influence abound in my little self-created story lands.

Also at this point in my life I was smoking loads of reefer. My brain was steeped in it. I began having very strange ultra-vivid dream type things in my stonedest moments. Dreams like the following:

I'm walking back an forth in my apartment. There's a green Sims like crystal above my head. I see other people in other rooms in my building also have these crystals. Then the whole sky turns white, the crystals bloom into great big consious bodies of green gem energy and then the building around me evaporate into nothing.

and

I get this strange sensation that something big is happening. I look on my phone and it is alight with 666 AntiChrist messages. Everything I look at points to the antichrist. Then I send a message and the world ends shortly thereafter.

I was afraid to send a text or an email to anyone for a good 12 to 24 hours after that one.

Anyway my anxiety in general is blooming. I feel a persistent sense of impending doom. Just as easily as it comes, it goes. Mostly I spend my time with my dog and redditing.

THEN one fateful day I'm perusing reddit for far too long and I get bored and decide to flip over to R/ALL, just to see what's up. Lo and behold that just so happened to be the time r/The_Donald had it's voting algorithm spezzed to the top of ALL. Hey, these memes are funny. I'm not really politically active at this point, so I just start reading and getting my eyes peeled as to just why The Don is as popular as he is. I'm laughing it up, thinking all this stuff is great! And then the Pizzagate emails drop. I see the video clip of CNN or whatever saying, "don't look at the emails" and then a meme with, "The emails can't be that bad... ...aaaaand they're satanists!"

SpikyAube ago

Oh wow, I've just seen these two comments you've posted, not read them yet, but thank you! Gonna get a nice warm drink and read them :-)

ByTheBook ago

Thanks. You're cool people Spiky.