Thursday, February 22, 2007

Ill Numer0 Viente Y Tres

Sorry folks,
We now interupture our irregularly scheduled blogcast, to meditate a bit on a this one two-bit numeral, that's been primed to blow my mind today. So today's blog is brought to you by the letters 'J' and 'C', and the...

# - 2 - 3
. the number
. twenty-three .

I bet a lot of people are gonna be blindsided by this one, and truth be told; i've even been caught by suprise. I doubt a large percentage of people ever give much thought to the constellated matrix of meanings inherent in specific nubers. Like not likely near as many G-d fearing Americans, f'rinstance, as I reckon do put thought into JC. Whether we're talking Penny's for your thoughts, or spiritual meditation on our holy savior Jeepers Creepers. But even if you're numbered among the multitudes that don't no give two shits; if you're not neccessarily mindful of these matters: they still matter. It's in the very nature of habitual numerical 'laws' of mathematics and nature still rule Nature. Even if you're not aware of the patterns, you're still patterning your very life after them. But even you, oh ignore ant one, I'm sure have heard this one...

Psalms Chapter 23
א מִזְמוֹר לְדָוִד: יְהוָה רֹעִי, לֹא אֶחְסָר.
1 A Psalm of David. The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
ב בִּנְאוֹת דֶּשֶׁא, יַרְבִּיצֵנִי; עַל-מֵי מְנֻחוֹת יְנַהֲלֵנִי.
2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures; He leadeth me beside the still waters.
ג נַפְשִׁי יְשׁוֹבֵב; יַנְחֵנִי בְמַעְגְּלֵי-צֶדֶק, לְמַעַן שְׁמוֹ.
3 He restoreth my soul; He guideth me in straight paths for His name's sake.
ד גַּם כִּי-אֵלֵךְ בְּגֵיא צַלְמָוֶת, לֹא-אִירָא רָע-- כִּי-אַתָּה עִמָּדִי;שִׁבְטְךָ וּמִשְׁעַנְתֶּךָ, הֵמָּה יְנַחֲמֻנִי.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me; {N}Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me.
ה תַּעֲרֹךְ לְפָנַי, שֻׁלְחָן-- נֶגֶד צֹרְרָי;דִּשַּׁנְתָּ בַשֶּׁמֶן רֹאשִׁי, כּוֹסִי רְוָיָה.
5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies; {N}Thou hast anointed my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
ו אַךְ, טוֹב וָחֶסֶד יִרְדְּפוּנִי-- כָּל-יְמֵי חַיָּי;וְשַׁבְתִּי בְּבֵית-יְהוָה, לְאֹרֶךְ יָמִים.
6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; {N}and I shall dwell in the house of the LORD for ever. {P}

Considering that, and if you will the following exerpt for contextualization's sake...
From Aronofsky's Pi (Math is everywhere)

So yeah, Pi and Theta, we can see y'r point... and, in deed, do conseed. But 23? You been smokin some weird weeds? You been sniffing too much of Jordan's perfume? What did that guy say 233 signified again?

Maybe you're thinking it's like Max's mentor advises him?
That once a mind becomes fixated on something, on a number; you can start to see it everywhere. Just like me and my copywrited 'faces in places', which I see copied and writ large all over the place. Like some witches trick, I've become especially attenuated to recognizing them. And although I'm probably the only one here who saw the face (I made especially for us) in place over bert's head up there, I ain't the only one concerned with the phenomenon. And although it's a bit over my particular head's in-clan-ations; there exists now, a branch of computer science, dedicated now to engineering better facial recognition warez. Whilst they're in it to create the new and "improved"
panopticon of the future, I'm into seeing things come alive. If I can't achieve breakthrough levels, those thresholds required to catalyze a reawakened animism and reconnection to all of Nature, at least I can see how you maybe could (in a truly relative kinship society). Beholding that beholden picture in my mind, lo these many y'rs; we might just kiss the face of a just God yet... or at least kiss Chris's reflection (made in the image). But enough mastaburtory reflections on my own fixations, I want to fix our attentions on a particularly strong particulate fixture in another's thinking.

My friend, who here we'll call 'J', is making his fateful return to the fold of the faithfull tomorrow. I'll, who we'll hereafter refer to here as C, >ahem< C 'll be seeing Jay, for the first time face to face in a couple years. The happy couple's reuniting after J enjoyed (I hope) a working sabbatical in Peru (where I hope to check out too). But back when, in the day they were 's'cool mates', the two often exchanged ideas on all manner of weird notions, including J's preternatural obsession with the number '23'. I still don't pretend to understand the significance, and I'm sure he didn't have much more of a clue about it either, other than to know it felt important and lucky.

Now, as "luck", or who knows what or who else, would have it: on 2-23, the two of them, and a third long overdue for a visit friend, K, J and C will see eachother again. J has returned stateside, and has been staying in a city that holds no number more dear than 23 (Chicago just loves Jordan, Sandberg, Dye, and Hester). So after recieving, on his automated message service, the news of J's plans to hook up tomorrow C "co-incidentally" recieved news that this exists...

And now he's obviously freaked enough to share all this with you. I couldn't say what all this magic # business might mean, other than something...
did I mention that dr.pepper (recently advertising their special blends of 23 flavors) is their major softdrink of choice?

next time I will get into the number 3 surely, as third times the charm.


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