Heed The Omen

Not long ago, I blogged about the strange behavior of numbers as they interact with me; I haven't blogged about it again, but that doesn't mean the phenomenon stopped, rather, it increased.

On little Steven's birthday, May 11th, it seems that the message left on the answering machine was recorded at 11:11am, on the 11th.

Last night I hopped into bed, looking at the clock as I pulled the covers up ... 11:11pm. Unfortunately, I couldn't sleep, and after tossing and turning uselessly, I rolled over to glare at the clock ... 12:12am.

A bit later, I staggered to the bathroom for some water and a system flush. Upon returning to bed, I glanced over at the clock ... 4:44am.

Today I see a commercial for the local news channel advertising a story featured on the evening news: the upcoming release of the movie "Heed The Omen" and the rumors surrounding the myth of 06.06.06, the number of the beast, aka the antichrist. I've always found Revelations to be a fascinating part of the Bible, but that isn't meant to be interpreted as a wish for Armageddon, and defintely not in my lifetime.

So, let's all cross our fingers that these numbers I'm seeing don't suddenly sort themselves out on June 6, 2006.

Be afraid.
Be very afraid.