2008-07-29
numbers
I'm not a fan of numerology, but numbers have an odd way of following me around. Fives are the biggest culprit. No matter where I go, there seem to be Fives. I trace this back to my original phone number from when I was growing up. It was a numeric palindrome that contained two 5's. I first memorized it at the age of five. I did this without the area code of course. (Back in those days, you only needed an area code to call people who lived far, far away.) The 5's were the number I gave emphasis to when I chanted it to myself. 33FIVE-ohFIVE33. Yes, those 3's tend to creep into my life with astonishing frequency as well, but I don't like to mention them much. You can read about that in my original about me.
I'll bump into a 9 now and again that makes an impression and 7's are always welcome. Now 1's. Don't even get me started on 1's! They're almost as ubiquitous as 5's! (and 3's, which I'd really rather not discuss)
Even numbers, however, come and go without leaving much of an impression. There's an odd 2 that'll affect me, but 4's, 6's and 8's usually leave me cold. (Ha! "Odd 2". There's an oxymoron I can get behind.)
Why this sudden interest in integers? Well, one thing about numbers is that they get a bit shy if you talk too much about the magic, so you'll just have to remain in the dark for now. How's that for a cliff hanger?
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* posted by me at 3:43 PM
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