With Gusto

Sing While You Save

People have their lucky numbers.

Now. Why do some people always look at the clock, albeit accidentally, at odd times? such as: 11:11, which, coincidentally, is a very significant time, in relation to both family and love. It takes two people to produce a child, therefore, 1+1 often equals 3. Love, well, 1+1 can often = love.

For months my father woke up at even times. 3:33. 5:55, etc. He'd wake up, almost refuse to look at the clock beause of the mind-fuck that would follow. As of a few months ago, I believe this has stopped

For myself, this number since high school has always been 44. I see this number everywhere. It could be that there are so many numbers being (three copula verbs in a row) thrown around that the subconscious will seek out these numbers at a level desired. Our daily lives are surrounded by numbers. Even now, you're reading the number 44.

For instance, albeit very cliche: the number eleven. September eleventh = 09 11. Add these numbers together and you get 11. The number of days that passed between this incident and the bombings in Spain add up to 11. Even the towers themselves used to look like the number eleven. Who knows. Think positively.

All I know is that for whatever reason, my number is double-fours.

People have favourite numbers. I chose 44 as my favourite number, mainly because I was obsessed by the fetus, hence, Fetus Forty-Four: Theee "F"'s in a row. This number, for whatever random/subconscious reason, appears several times a week in my life.

If numerology or astromony play any significance in this, I say otherwise:my numerology number is seven and I am a cancer, born in the seventh month of the year. Add seven and seven and your get fourteen, but add four plus one and you get five. Disproven.

A double number is usually the sign of something significant. In this case, the closest I can come to terms with is that as a young person I'm aiming at doing as much as possible with my limbs. As much as possible with my FOUR limbs.

Forty-Four.

on a further edité: clever in the business world is equivilant to the Shakespeare's definition of ambitious, espeicially in the hands of a girl. It was advanced of Sartre to write in the 50's that "it was an unfortunate time to be a thinking woman," but if you said that today, you'd be a bigot. Now though, I don't know what to say, except, unfortunately, it is often still unfortunate to be clever. I've been turned down for jobs because I blatantly said, "I have my own my of doing things."
Big Joe Williams pulled it off, which spurned into Dylan pulling his own stuff off, which led to Dylan saying, "Sing while you save, but I just get bored."

Posted by matty-b at November 10, 2004 12:10 AM