Three times around his house. That’s how many times Nikola Tesla went around before he entered his residence.
He never explained why, but I have my guesses.
I recently moved to a new city in Iowa. Mason City. A quiet, historic town.
Who knows, maybe it has something to do with freemasonry? I think it’s all related.
My Walks
I usually go down to the store on my street, 3rd St. There it runs into Federal, which I find funny enough. Maybe someday I’ll explain why.
But I go to a different store sometimes. And I do kind of a zig zag to get there. I don’t like walking straight one way and only having one turn. It’s boring.
I realized that on my trip, I turned right and walked another 3 blocks till I got to 6th Street. Ooooo, 33. Big Freemason number.
36 pops up a ton too in my daily life. Whether it’s a medical record number or the serial number, bar code, or receipt charge, it’s usually something to do with 3, 6, and yes, 9.
I head down 6th St and cut over. 3 more blocks. I finally land at the store on 9th St.
I didn’t realize I was doing this until I looked at the map. I thought it was absolutely hilarious because I’m a fan of the whole 369 thing.
What’s it Mean?
I’ve been trying to figure out what it means to no avail.
There’s power in numbers and I see patterns of numbers depending on what day it is.
The patterns range from odd occurrences on my pay stub, to my balances at the bank.
If tax got taken out, low and behold, the amount is a number I’ve already seen a few times that day.
Maybe I’m getting the lottery numbers or something. There’s just a lot of synchronization going on lately.
I believe the universe is talking to me since math is the universal language. I just can’t figure out what it is trying to tell me.
