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This has been a small factor in my life for almost 2 yrs. now. my last semester in college I became friends with someone whose 111 experience had kicked off a few years earlier in a similar fashion to Asa's, at a moment of contemplation, as if in answer. His experience's had grown and escalated to the point that it brought him to a giant glowing 111 one night on a undeveloped, unlit back road in a neighboring town.
This was a new age kind of self help class (required) at the end of my college career, and as such we were instructed to give a presentation on something important to us. My friend did 111.
For the visual portion of the project he asked that I drive him back to this glowing 111 so he could film it and see what exactly he had really seen (he had merely taken it as an omen the first time and not investigated further).
So here's me, very interested in these experiences he told me about with 111 but skeptical as heck. Nothing like that had ever happened to me before so I wondered if it wasn't just 'look for it and its there' self-programming.
Well, we go and to my astonishment, after a lengthy drive in a dark and undeveloped area, theres this huge glowing 111. I stopped the car and couldnt f@#ing believe it. I felt weird; instilled and freaked out. But curious...
We drove on and it turned out there were three big reflective girders standing straight up at the end of the road. Anti-climactic.....but...
Things really got weird on the day he gave the presentation. He made a little sheet of 111 info from different web sites, and different ways it had tied into his life in special/freaky ways. Then he put on the tape of us in the car. Now at this point I felt a little weird, like kinda foolish about the whole thing, worrying what all the hot girls in the class were thinking of us and our little 'journey'...
Then it happened. A girl who had not really talked to anybody much (kinda art snobby) starts seriously questioning my friend about 111, and Kabbalah... and telling everyone she had been taught about Kabbalah and blah blah, and then she just stands up, undoes the zipper on her jeans and kinda opens her pants up to her bikini line, lifting up her shirt as well, and there just above her crotch is the number 111 tatooed in pretty large black letters....
A couple weeks after that day was graduation and since that friend and I have drifted apart...not spoke in a little over a year. But sometime in the last year/year in a half 111 began appearing to me, escalating for a while to where it was ridiculous, then cooling down a bit. Now it seems like it happens alot when I am having moments of insight or creative thinking and I will see it and it kinda just makes me smile or laugh and re-affirms that what I am doing is all good.
I like the wish idea though....... |
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