Numerology in my life and in recent historical events
Keywords: numbers,thomas more, seconds, hours, day, week, 6, 9, catholic church, communism, spiritual, communist, capitalism, god, ideology, perfect society, island, ideologies
Numbers in my life, End of Time, Utopia
Now look at this set: in articles about the End of Time it is appropriate to analyze the numerology of our basic time units. I do not include months and years because their lengths are not standard.
| Seconds in a minute | 60 | 6 | ||
| Minutes in an hour | 60 | 6 | ||
| Seconds in an hour | 3600 | 9 | ||
| Hours in a day | 24 | 6 | ||
| Minutes in a day | 1440 | 9 | ||
| Seconds in a day | 86400 | 18 | 9 | |
| Hours in a week | 168 | 15 | 6 | |
| Minutes is a week | 10080 | 9 | ||
| Seconds in a week | 604800 | 18 | 9 |
On the topic of the "End of Time" I would like to include my own definition of this Apocalyptic term: The End of Time will be that moment when the last human on earth switches of his or her watch and realizes that one only needs to live in awareness, intuition and total synchronicity with the rest of the Universe, because everything, yes absolutely everything in this endlessly Big Machine happens exactly at the time it is predestined to happen. Nothing ever happens a nanosecond too soon or too late. To accuse my fellow "Cells in the Body of Christ" of being late or telling them to hurry up is the same as to have the arrogance to tell God that He/She has bad timing. This is why "patience" is listed as the first of the 9 Virtues of Love in 1 Corinthians 13.
I also analyzed the numbers of places I have lived since childhood. The trend continued with the exception of 2:
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6 Main Street, Bordeaux |
6 |
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24 Avonmouth Crescent, Summerstrand |
24 |
6 |
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72 Volsteed Street, Strand |
72 |
9 |
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Wohngemeinschaft 9, |
9 |
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Bernburgerweg 9, Hamburg |
9 |
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6 Rio Bonita, |
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6 |
Thomas Morus Burse, Freiburg, during my first European
winter in 1986.
Freiburg measured its highest snowfall in 30 years that year.
The 2nd room in which I lived on WG9 in the TMB in the circle.
The two locations that do not fit are the actual street address of the Thomas Morus Burse in Freiburg (Kapplerstrasse 57), the student hostel where I spent 5 of the happiest and most challenging years of my life and the place where a naive South African boy had to grow up very quickly. Since I made this analysis in 2001 I have been intrigued why these two numbers do not fit the trend. Then recently, in September 2003, I discovered the symbolic reason why I was destined to live in the Thomas Morus Burse: I was browsing through the philosophy section of my favorite book store when I picked up the book that gave me the answer to the riddle: "Utopia" by Sir Thomas More[6], published in English for the first time in the palindrome year, 1551. "Utopia" is the fantastic story of a distant island, the setting for More's vision of a perfect society. Utopia is regarded by some scholars as a Catholic tract and by others as an argument for communism. More is certainly the only canonized saint of the Roman Catholic Church that was also commemorated by Lenin, along with Marx and some others, on an obelisk in Moscow. I would say the truth lies in the balance of these seemingly irreconcilable ideologies. For quite a few years now I have considered myself to be a Spiritual Communist. I believe that the society that the earliest Christian congregations created during the first century was essentially communistic and at the same time highly spiritual. Spiritual Communism I believe is the answer to our planet's problems. The irony of the divine comedy of the Cold War lies in this: Peace could have been struck long before all that money had been wasted on nuclear warheads, if the opposing parties of capitalism (in God we trust) and communism (in Man we trust) had been able to see the beauty of an opposing ideology.
Yes, call me naive, but at heart I am a Utopian! And if one considers that the word Utopia means "no place" then I am probably one of the greatest Utopians ever, because I sincerely believe that it is possible to transform our planet into "a place" called Utopia or Heaven.
My room in the perfect, privileged little world
I grew up in,
in Summerstrand, Port Elizabeth, far removed from the realities
of South Africa.
The other exception is the place where I spent the happiest moments in my childhood, 76 Louis Botha Crescent in Summerstrand, Port Elizabeth. I think the reason why these numbers do not follow the trend of the others is because they, in not doing so, they attract attention to themselves and required of me to further pursue finding the reason and solve their occult (hidden) meaning: Our family lived in Summerstrand twice. Both times we lived in a crescent, a street in the shape of a "c". My name is irregularly spelt with 2 c's instead of one. The other significance of this address only evolved after our family left Port Elizabeth: the congregation we belonged to purchased and built a beautiful new church on the property directly opposite this address in Ben Viljoen Ave (my surname is Viljoen). The most beautiful aspect of this building to me is not its architecture, but the fact that the largest Baroque Organ (the King of Instruments) in South Africa was installed in this church under the loving care and guidance of a close friend of our family.
[6] I have developed a great admiration for this man. Besides being the first layman to become Lord Chancellor of England, he is reputed to have made several jokes on the scaffold after being charged with treason for denying the Supremacy of King Henry VIII as Head of the Church.
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