Some time has passed after the events that concluded HPK and the Divine Order. I have since moved in with Arison and his roommate Kevin, to an apartment in LA. One thing I noticed right away were the street numbers.
I remember the first time I ever encountered the number 118, before I ever realized it was following me. 118 was my dorm number at Walla Walla, the first time I had a manic episode. I was unaware of the connection at the time. The second episode I had while I was writing a paper on Exodus 1:1-18. Another was shortly after smoking salvia, at my friend Mike’s house (house number 11118). I remember walking through the house with the bowl of salvia in hand, toward the garage as the characters on the television chanted “Sal! Sal! Sal!” encouraging their friend to chug his beer. I understood them to be the Hyperdimensional Avatars encouraging me to smoke the salvia.
I’ve often wondered if the numbers would follow me no matter where I go.
Shortly after I post this picture on my Facebook page, Tia messages me this picture.
Tia set this blog up for me after reading the original “Where is Connor” post on Reddit, and is aware of the numbers.
I notice the numbers are even repeated an equal number of times. Apparently these were Lebron’s stats for that night’s spurs game. 18 points, 18 assists, 10 rebounds.
Tia interpreted this to mean that I’m doing the right thing, but not to expect any “wins”.
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how often do you see those numbers and in what fashion? My significant other sees 11:18 quite often. It’s also her mother’s birthday. She sees it in the time most often than not, but sometimes on other media such as street signs or billboards.
(this is the first time i’ve commented on a blog, so if i have foregone any etiquette I apologize)
If you read HPK and the Divine Order I go into a bit more detail about the numbers. I also see it on billboards, clocks, sometimes I get the feeling I should look at the time and I see it.
I feel like it mocks me in a way. Sometimes it’s been scratched into mirrors at random gas stations I stop in. As an arrow pointing up next to the number 8.
I think we may all have our numbers, but we may not be aware of them. Patterns that follow us, be they numbers or pictures or ideas. Once you are aware of your pattern, it becomes apparent that it has been there for much longer than you’ve known.