This event happened in the the mid 1990's as best I can remember. It happened after I'd been working for Boeing for more than 10 years and was no longer at the location where the pi model is located. Boeing used the pi symbol as a Pride In Excellence (PIE) logo until they outsourced their awards program. Some background is required, but you who read can scroll down to background material I've written after The Event if you want to:
The event: I was in my car, having lunch from the drive thru after I'd picked up a packet of pictures I'd had developed. I looked at them briefly, noticing a flaw on one of the images of the pi model. The 'flaw' seemed to be a twist of colored streaks on what seemed to be a segment of ribbon compressed or twisted that was 'white at the center.' The 'flaw' was interesting enough that I spent some time thinking about it, then went back to a book I'd been reading which was The Re-enchantment Of The World by Morris Berman. I read page 31, turned to the next page and saw a drawing of an experiment that Isaac Newton had designed to test whether light was simple or complex. This is a copy of the page: Isaac Newton's experiment. The experiment resulted in 'white at the focal point'.
I remembered having just thought that the colored streaks on my picture were white at the center and seemed to be a segment of a ribbon. I took out my pictures again because those words spontaneously formed in my mind a distinct relationship between the book I was reading and the pictures in my hand. The twist of colored streaks was 'white at the center' just like the results of the experiment. That seemed more than peculiar timing, it was perfect, precise timing. Because I've had many similar experiences during the years after 1984, I knew I could not be imagining this meant something. It was unexpected, extremely surprising to see that it related to pi. It also occurred to me that page 31 and 32 are significant numbers, the first two numerals in pi and my birth year. That association formed automatically, I never look for that kind of relationship. By the time this event happened, so many similar events had aleady happened that I had a different relationship to my thought and other inner content. It wasn't content that was just thought, but memories from my past that seemed to plague me. There was many differences in my inner content than I'd ever had prior to about 1982. That's the year I began to notice different kinds of 'thought' and inner content emerge into my mind.
I knew that I was not creating these incidents and I definitely wasn't expecting them. The element of surprise is sometimes a real physical shock, but I'd had a few other events relating to pi happen so this one made me think rather than feel the amazement I usually felt.
This kind of event that's marked by precise timing had been happening somewhat sporadically for several years with quite a variety of content. The first time I noticed this 'flaw' I believed the twist was created by the camera or was a reflection from something on the pi model. That idea was proved to be an error when I found other pictures I'd taken in the past with that 'flaw' on them and I'd not noticed them.
Other events had related to pi so at that point I understood why the automatic association formed and why I was surprised. One 'pi' event in particular, I named it a pi quake, because it was my third mindquake. It was (I believed at the time) a closing event. It happened when I glanced at the printout of 100, 265 decimals in the back of Petr Beckmann's History Of Pi. It is not insignificant that I had been a challenge level square dancer for a few years so I was amused when I realized how easy 'quadrature of the circle' can be accomplished when 8 people unite into a set. That mindquake had happened in 1989 but that was still somewhat a new connection in 1990. That one exposed that I'd never been alone on this planet after it happened, that my memories are all stored away and can be retrieved by some will that I don't believe is mine or under my authority.
I recognized the precise timing immediately of getting the picture and being at the specific page 31 that I turned then saw the diagram on page 32. That's a big change, seeing connections when the event happens. Some events took decades to be able to relate to. I was 'reminded' that I was born in 1932, the first two number in pi are 31.
The image itself being exactly like the results of an experiment about the nature of 'light' was obvious immediately.
Some events have happened that I could only 'see and understand' that kind of relationship after many years passed. It wasn't a connection I would have ever made if it hadn't happened in several events that made it impossible not to recognize the material world was re-presenting, i.e., 'presenting again' like an echo re-presents content'. And in this kind of 'echo' what I was doing at the moment was 'said back to me'! (The Safety Secret was one of the most distinct events.) That's the end of the details about the picture. The following details are not directly related to the picture.
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The 1984 mindquake happened in the 10 days between July 31 and August 11.and I had not recognized it even in 1985 when I was hired by Boeing! About six month's later a thought occurred into my mind one day as I walked to my car at the end of my shift: "It was a message. I got a message." The words didn't mean anything, I heard myself think them, without curiosity. I had by then finished reading Carl Sagan's book, Contact when that happened. It would never have occurred to me that having to read words or ideas in a book had anything to do with being able to relate to an event that had happened in my own mind! The book had many ideas and information in it that was new to me in it: the word 'palimpsest' and the way the message in Contact was decoded was one of the most important new ideas to me. When the thought occurred into my mind: "It was a message. I got a message." there was no connection in my mind to what had happened in 1984. I had just begun to be able to use my Amstrad Word Processor, I had not progressed to a computer when one day probably almost a year after 1984, without any idea why my fingers typed something I'd not thought about and had no intention to write, I typed and printed out a copy of the words in the 10 items in the Message. Which had obviously been embedded in the 1984 event. Spontaneously my hand typed and added commentary that I had not thought about! Reading words in Contact had a distinct effect on me, in addition to giving me information I'd not known, especially about palimpsests, codes, stages, and levels.
Observing what I did without curiosity without purpose or a reason to do it, I typed the message and some additional comment about it, then I printed a copy of it on my new printer, glanced only briefly at it. I had no curiosity about it before putting it away nor did I recognize that what I'd typed had any connection to what I'd actually heard in the 1984 event; I was not 'in touch' with it even a year later.
When I became a Boeing employee in February 11, 1985 I had not yet begun to realize what had happened in those 10 days when Los Angeles hosted the Olympic Games!!! It began to be discovered in a way that I would not believe if I'd not experienced it: and I know I'm repeating myself to re-state it:
One very hot summer day after work I was walking towards my car and a thought occurred to me: "It was message. I got a message." I had typed the message by then, glancing at it briefly without curiosity, because I'd typed it on my new word processor, saved a copy which seemed a miracle to be able to do, printed it and only glanced at it!!! I had finished reading Carl Sagan's book, Contact. It's about a message, the first contact from extra terrestrial intelligence, about decoding layers in a single transmission.
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I'd never seen anything like the 'flaw' in my picture, or so I believed when this happened. Later I found another older picture of the pi model that had the same kind of 'twisted streaks of color that was white at the center but I had not noticed it!
Then I discovered yet another picture that had the 'flaw' on it but it had nothing to do with pi. That picture was one that really made me wonder about whether this 'flaw' was accidental or the result of careful, methodical planning, but not my own planning. I began to sense something unusual, the word 'weird' is barely adequate. That picture had a history, it was the result of a few months attention on a certain place on Admiral Way S. W. that I drove by every day. The steep bank is covered with tall trees draped with lush greenery, ivy and other vines. One day I thought it looked like a very ancient scene and I imagined the heads of prehistoric beasts emerging between the tall trees. This thought occurred so often that one day I took several pictures. One of them had the 'flaw' on it although I didn't notice it until some time later.
What I did notice was a full page advertisement in the newspaper that had these words on it: "YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING 65,000,000 YEARS FOR THIS!!. The page had an image of a tyrannosaurus rex; it was the advertisement for Jurassic Park. In the vaguest way, just barely perceptible, a wisp of words, this linked in my mind to the thoughts I'd had and my impulse to take a picture of the scene that reminded me of pre-historic beasts. The faintest connection was made in my mind, I don't believe I formed it myself. I had lived in West Seattle more than 20 years, driving that route many times a week before that thought was produced and then the urge to photograph that place.
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That's the end of that event. This is more about 'pi' related events that happened after the last mindquake in 1989. I named it my 'pi quake'. It was the second mindquake I'd had in a few months and it exposed a life-long hidden endeavor that had always been operating in my life: events were retrieved from my past beginning with my first memory and other memories that like a movie, told a story. They made a statement to me: "this moment was intended to happen and was prepared to happen just at this moment, long before you were born." During the 5 years after 1984, I had covered inner distance that I would never have suspected was in my own mind, because I could relate 'now', immediately to that second mindquake. When the first one in 1989 happened I could 'see' it immediately, but it only prodded me to 'think about the 'whole' thing and what came to mind was just enough to force me to realize my situation was not caused by real people in my life. They were somehow 'tools' that were being used. I had 'blamed' (attributed causality to) some people, and for a few years had felt many people were consciously doing something to confuse me because they acted and spoke to me as though my thinking seemed to be known to them. (That was a horrendously confusing period.) An incident that had happened that I'd not thought of as a 'mindquake' had happened in 1982 and I was reminded of it, and many new associations began to form but it took time to understand the implications of that mindquake. Encyclopedias of information was given to me in a flash of time but immediately it was given to me to know that I'd learned a kind of language and my first name had been 'said' to me in that language, over a span of time that was decades.
The words we use now about computers did not exist in my vocabulary then, but 'upload' described the suddenly there packet of memories and interpretations that caused me to understand them. When I saw the Matrix trilogy, it was not so far from being possible. But I read science fictions as rabidly as my father had done when I was a very young girl.
My first memory on the planet was a snapshot so to speak, of what was in front of me at the moment. It re-occurred into my mind throughout my life, for no reason I could understand. Now I believe that memory and a few others were installed to be retrieved, regenerated (a memory is a retrieval and a replay, it can be thought of as an 'echo', a resounding) into my thought exactly as I'd experienced the original memory. They were 'repeated' so that I would notice them eventually. Then I would become curious about them. That's what happened but I was in my forties when I wondered to myself about those re-occurring memories! Most of them were more than merely snapshots of what I was doing or something I was looking at as the first memory had been. They were a storage of the event and a retrieval of how I felt, what I thought, complete in every aspect. Two of those re-occurring memories were words, simple words but the memory of where I'd met the words always followed the words when they emerged into my thought. What is significant is that I was not curious about them until I was in my mid forties and most of them happened before I was 13 years old! One event that I'd forgotten about was retrieved in the beginning of the 1984 event. It was those re-occurring memories that established reference points in my past, it took decades to become curious about them. Emanuel Swedenborg wrote a short Doctrine of Remains that I didn't read until after 1990 as best I can date it. But I had read the first paragraph of P. D. Ouspensky's A New Model of the Universe without relating it to my own recurring memories.
Pi was not a number I related to in any way until after the second mindquake happened in 1989. I was reading The History of Pi by Petr Beckmann, I was more than half way finished with it when I turned to the back, to check something in the index. Then I noticed two pages of decimals and paused to read the copyright statement, puzzling over what seemed a strange detail, then I turned to the first page of decimals and in a flash it happened, the pi quake that exposed a hidden vein of activity that had begun with my first memory, and had real 'points of reference' established when I was 9 years old: habits I'd formed and information I'd gotten when I acted on an impulse.
No physical person was ever associated with that impulse but the impulse itself that always produced immediate response to it, was embedded in inner content, even in 1989. It's an impulse that is more distinct now, but I don't have foresight, only hindsight about it. That impulse has caused me to look over my shoulder at a critical point in time in certain locations so many times during the past 25 years that it is distinct from hindsight.
The first event relating to pi had happened in 1989 and that one had nearly caused me to swoon, literally because it was so unexpected. Other situations happened later that validated a continuation of the same basic pattern. I'd had two major 'mindquakes' before this one and had learned that the first in 1984 was just a preliminary event, when the next one happened in 1989. That one caused me to 'think about the whole thing' but what I was to think about was told to me.
It exposed clearly that the source of the events that were so confusing for 5 years was not caused by a blow on the head, or by surgery that put me into 'severe menopausal syndrome' or from other personal tragic and extremely painful (to me) situations in my life. The source was just 'using' details in my life to create a conversation unlike anything I'd ever read about anywhere. The words 'At least nobody has ever done it.' were being 'said TO me', that became obvious when several similar events happened. One event was connected to a book I'd not been able to return to it's owner and it made me think of being 'born in Time', inserted into Time for a reason. I had to discover every fragment of information, it came in 'bits of information' through mechanisms of mind that were by 1989 as visible to me as any object is, but in a different way. Neither the 1984 or first 1989 mindquake related to pi. in any way. But this second one was a shocker, literally because it drew forth memories from my past that revealed a hidden vein of activity from my earliest memory that culminated in this particular moment:
What I was looking at when it happened was a page of pi's decimals in the back of Petr Beckmann's History Of Pi . There are two pages of decimals in the back of the book which I'd not quite finished reading when I turned to the index to look up something. Then I noticed more decimals than I'd ever seen or thought about, the first 10,000 of 100,265 decimals that had been calculated in 1962!
I'd spent a few minutes musing about what seemed to me to be an unusual copyright statement on that last page then turned back to the first page, noticing a seemingly trivial detail in the first 10 decimals, the number 265! That number had been what I'd thought unusual in the copyright statement. Something had caused me to wonder why the author hadn't rounded the number off nicely, to 10,250, 10,000 or even 10,500. I turned the page...
Then I noticed 265 in the first ten decimals: 3.1415926535 and THEN....Then the pi quake happened at speeds that had to be extremely rapid. The numbers in the first rectangle of decimals went through a series of transformations that could be understood only by being me, having my past, and my particular experiences and memories! Almost 6 decades of experiences.
It was not typical to be curious about why the number '265' was selected rather than a 'neat' rounded off number. I don't think like that normally but I noticed myself really feeling curiosity about '100,265'! (I didn't suspect that other seemingly unrelated events that had happened in the previous few weeks had focused my attention on that number.)
Beginning with my first thought which was a memory that had re-occurred throughout my life, many arrangements and relationships emerged in that first rectangle. I can't describe how they seemed to flicker into various arrangements that were meaningful to me. I believe the meaning of the relationships were part of the event, but my history was behind the totality of what was displayed. They exposed a pattern in the first 10 numbers, and much more than that. I knew that not one other person but me would ever 'think' that way or see that pattern. My experiences were unique and seemingly trivial. I couldn't begin to think of how to describe what happened until the movie The Matrix came out and a screen saver gave me a clue, just a whiff of how to start. Then a screensaver someone created at Boeing made me think about parts of something, coming from all directions, that assembled into a planet hanging in space became popular. Then I began to think of something assembling in fragments, coming from all directions. But then later another movie Mercury Rising had an amazing scene that showed an autistic boy who looked at a page just the way I had looked at the page of decimals. The numbers and symbols on the page shifted about, then he went to the phone, dialed a number and said: "You are a stranger." when someone answered. That was more than a coincidence to me then because one day my boss and I had talked about etymology of our names. He'd looked mine up and laughed when he told me what it meant: The name 'eldritch' means: "Weird, a stranger, strange."
"Well, that's you, okay." he said.
This little boy has cracked a code nobody was never supposed to be decoded, it was supposed to be unbreakable. When he said: "You are a stranger." after dialing a number nobody was ever supposed to dial, the words had a particular meaning to me, when I found out the meaning of my name, but not before that. As time passed I remembered something that had happened when I was 20 years old. I had fallen asleep in my room and suddenly in my mind, partly asleep at first I listened to some music on the radio. It was so enchanting, it affected me very much although music does affect me sometimes very much. The music was the original version of You are a Stranger in Paradise,, a song that was popular then. It had remained in my mind vividly for some time, I remembered how it felt to be asleep, then partly asleep and the intensity of how I listened until I heard the name of the composition.
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The content in the first mindquakes had begun with my marriage, one event that happened the first night we were married, then memories of events that had happened between us.
The re-occurring memory linked to the first memory I had on Earth was part of the pi quake. It was a complete image of what I was looking at: a bare light bulb hanging overhead, the wind whistling through cracks in the 'home' I lived in which was a one car garage in 1934. Laying on a bed, feeling very cold, knowing my new baby sister was on the other end of the bed I 'thought': "I am in a cold place." as I looked up at the light bulb.
The memory, complete in every detail flickered into my mind as best I can remember during my twenties and afterwards until I was in my forties. That's when I began to be curious about this 'recurring memory' and a few others that were quite different in content. Those 'recurring memories' had caught my attention over a period of decades, not weeks, days or minutes! This pi quake caused me to begin to recognize my memories were accessible and were being accessed as though they were on a hard drive somewhere. It was a fact that emerged slowly. Then in 2000 when I went back to the hill in Indiana where I'd had the unusual experience that I had never thought about even once afterwards had undeniable proof that whatever I thought that day when I was 13, there was foresight into my deepest levels of mind. Something happened that day that I forced me to realize my location on the planet was very well known to whatever intelligence was behind the mindquakes. I went through a sequence of activity that I could not have consciously devised and landed exactly where the Majesti Watch was embedded. I wonder if the person that lost the watch had any sense he was creating an event that to me, was so critical? I've wondered if many individuals in my life who played an important role would want to know about their participation? Quantum physics is beginning to be linked to biology and 'thinking'. I suspect some thinking is mine, but there is that 'other' that Goethe wrote was the 'eye' of the soul. I'm not certain it's the soul, or something that's connected to the soul. It is creating the future, and probably trying to erase the past, or at least the way we understand the past.
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The moment I looked at the first rectangle of pi's decimals was just like any day, I could not have expected or suspected that my past had been aligned so precisely with the future until it was made very distinct in this 'pi quake' form. The result of it rearranged the way I thought about my past because there was evidence in this 'quake' that from my earliest years, throughout my life, what I had thought and done, especially when I was quite alone, had really been stored away somehow and could be retrieved, incident by incident to be displayed internally in a flash of time.
In a 'swhoosh', I experienced a package of memories and then a display of re-arranging of the numbers I was looking at happened. The arrangements exposed a pattern quite familiar to me and the result was an instantaneous understanding. It was a pattern I'd slowly learned about, millions of events probably had happened in my life and they built an idea that caused me to 'discover' that pattern. I'd named it the 'moebius twist' by then. My name, pimoebius had come into my thought one day, I'm not sure when that happened but this pi quake was the result of having had the events from which I'd learned from an impulse the information that created the concept and that pattern. It is a concept I'd learned about in square dancing when I'd found it necessary to learn to visualize myself and learn to dance with people who weren't physically present, phantoms. That's a concept call. Those phantoms are constantly moving and I had not even thought about 'forms' in the square dance set then! But the impulse had caused me to discover a pattern in the times tables, and to discover the secret of a moebius band with a single half turn in it.
When the pi quake happened, I almost swooned and I am using the word literally.
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This incident with my pictures was a major 'event' in which the obviously precise timing had to be noticed. I'd been reading a book at a certain page and that matched up precisely with getting a packet of pictures. This brought about the realization that this was what some people might have thought of as 'coincidence'. But I knew it had built up over a period of years and nobody but me would ever know that.
But it also meant something else that was more difficult to name because it was not so much 'coincidence' as an 'identifying experience', somewhat like describing to me that what I was doing had somehow been planned.
It was a part of some 'Big Picture, in which the long flow of events fit precisely into a greater purpose, one beyond my own life and many people I'd known, it was not just personal business. But this happened in my mind, I saw the numbers rapidly shift and I've not forgotten what was revealed. I alone realized the span of time over which it had been built up. There had been a period of time that varied widely in other events that were connected to this one but what I remembered proved to me in a way I had to accept that this 'suddenly there' event was really more than a decades long event. It was just the final event on a string of related events that had already happened but many other lives were involved in what was revealed in a flash of time.888888
It told me, informing me in a flash of time that I had been working on that moment's content, the mindquake, since my first memory on this planet. That had occurred when I was about 2-1/2 years old. The memory of a light bulb hanging above me, feeling cold, hearing the sound of wind coming through cracks in the one car garage my still teen aged parents had rented, knowing my new baby sister was on the same bed with me generated my first thought: "I am in a cold place." That memory complete in every detail flashed through my mind for no reason I could see until I was in my mid forties. Then I wondered for the first time to myself about why that memory haunted me, moving like a ghost along the backroads of my mind. (Ghost Riders In The Sky was my dad's favorite song, so that explains my descriptive choice.) There were a few other memories that I had noticed without linking them together the way P. D. Ouspensky did in the remark he made about his 'recurring memories'. Each of mine was separate and I noticed each separately at very different times. They were installed early in my life usually.
Now think about this until you get what I mean about 'timing'. I got newly developed pictures, one has a flaw on it which in a glance seemed to me to be a section of ribbon with colored streaks, twisted and pure white at the center. It looked like a 'twist' to me at first glance. I thought of a section of a moebius band with a 180 degree twist in it, that I'd named the 'twist point'. There's a very long string of events related to how I became aware of it and named it myself, the moebius twist. The association was immediate because I've had the 'idea' about a 'moebius twist concept' that had been brought out slowly in myriads of related experiences, beginning with my having to learn to 'track myself mentally' as I moved through complicated square dance formations. We had to learn 'concept movements' that began with a familiar mainstream level movement but a new rule altered it. One concept call required learning to dance with invisible people, phantoms. I had to know where the 'phantoms' were, and that changed with every step the 8 real people in the formation took. I had not even noticed there were formations!! (There are only a few basic formations, a circle, a square, lines facing in, lines facing out, columns and variations of each.)
Having to learn to track myself and 'imaginary people in the square' opened an entirely new world to me. Literally. I had to learn to visualize in my mind, and I'd never done that from my own will.
Behind the image was a string of events linked to the moebius band and the way I had become aware of it when I was about 9 years old. I'd learned about it privately, from an impulse. I'd had an impulse that I experienced as a thought. The first impulse had happened after I'd written the 'times tables' so I could memorize them. A thought occurred: "Add the double numbers across." I added each of the products across. I was struggling to memorize the 'times tables' so I wouldn't have to recite them aloud to my father before I could sit down to eat dinner. After adding the double numbers in the products together, I'd then noticed a hidden pattern in each times table. The numbers repeated differently in each of them, but there was a pattern in each of them. It was nothing very profound but to me it was 'nice'.
The second event had caused me to make my first moebius band after I read a definition in a dictionary. "Take a band of paper of any length, twist one end a half turn and paste the ends together." was the thought. After I'd done that I looked at the result wondering what could be the use of such a thing. A thought: "Cut it around it's center lengthwise." caused me to do just that. The result was interesting and a surprise. The same words occurred again: "Cut it around it's center lengthwise." Again I cut the long band around and was completely surprised by the result, which was two separate bands, joined in a knot that I didn't think could be severed.
One day in 1988 or thereabouts I had an impulse to draw one half of a square dance formation on the end of a transparent band, facing the end and then drew the other half on the opposite end also facing the end which I twisted one half turn then joined. The result was a normal square dance formation; any formation can be used!! I was astonished and surprised!
I had never understood the typical concept of 'mirror image' which almost everyone I knew told me was the basic idea in square dancing until then. This was also a mirror image but a 180 degree twist created it. The term 'twisted pair' was not very common then the way it is now. I also had not thought about 'binary units', or thought about binary situations where 1 + 1 = 1 until that moment. A couple are a unit, as well as individuals in the square dance. I bought a book, The Anatomy of Reality by Jonas Salk only because it had a moebius band in it's first form on the cover. The third form is the familiar recycle logo, every thing goes in one direction in that form.
I knew in a flash after the pi mindquake that I'd been led by that impulse to 'discover' the secret of the moebius band with a half turn in it. . The 'moebius twist' as a concept that' is the basis of the square dance set is familiar to me from many years of experiences linked to this image.
The idea began to grow in my understanding of what the significance of this 'moebius twist' experience was really about: It was an example of a mental process,: that a 'thing' or 'content' (the past) can be split off and separated completely from something that it's joined to. After the second 'cutting around the center lengthwise', the two bands are not linked at any point, they are separate. Not in the physical world but in a world that was 'immaterial', in our 'consciousness' it is possible to break away from the past if it's contained in one band. The past haunts many people, and in the bible there's a remark that 'things of the past will be called to mind no more." The way the past could be split off was symbolized in the form of the 180 degree moebius band. Cut around the band, then cut around it again and the result is two separated bands, no longer connected. There's a continuum that's complicated by points of radical change in our perception and mechanisms of mind that create many problems because we don't know how they operate. Knowing that is a fact required of me that I experience them myself and that involved learning much about the originators of psychiatric ideas, Freud, Jung, Paul Moebius, etc.
The idea formed very slowly, after events happened (1989 and afterwards) that caused me to begin to think about Time which I'd never thought about even once except to track my birth date once a year. Events happened that caused me to think about phases in Time, patterns in Time or even content in Time.. The primary event that brought 'Time' to my attention happened on May 18, 1989. I bought a printout of the news of the day, month and year I was born and I was startled when I read that I'd been alive 20,956 days! I had not thought about calculating the days I'd been alive! I also noticed that the date was exactly 10 years after Mt. St. Helens' blew her top and I had been feeling many changes in my mind, body and personal life even then. The printout also contained information about the new physics, the particles inside the atom and the discovery of surface chemistry, then the discovery of the function of neurons in the brain were awarded Nobel Prizes in the same year. Somehow all of these details about discoveries that had been awarded Nobel Prizes the year I was born 1-2-32 explained my interest in Paul Davies book, Other Worlds; David Bohm's Wholeness and The Implicate Order and several other books I'd felt basically compelled to read! . One day I decided to verify whether the information on the printout was correct so I went to the University of Washington Library and looked at that day's news. There was nothing relevant to what I'd read in the printout so I prepared to leave, disappointed. I'd been reading books about quantum physics that somehow seemed very interesting and as I read them the words and ideas in them even seemed strangely familiar. As I walked away a thought occurred that the news is always a day late so I asked for the Chicago newspaper of 1-3-32. It had a large article about Arthur H. Compton's work with particles. "Flaw found in material formula." The article mentioned that human thought and activities had to be considered in the equation, Einstein's e = mc2.
This kind of impeccable timing has happened to me throughout my life but I could not have noticed it until several similar events happened and I'm sure the 'transcendental function' had to be initiated permanently. That mechanism or function creates the 'second sight'. I'd been an employee of the Boeing Company for a bit more than 2 years, that would be sometime in 1987,when a few startling events similar to this one happened that caused me to be quite astonished at the utterly unbelievable timing involved. I will recite a few of them later, but back to my 'history of discovering my relationship to pi':
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There are other incidents with 'pi':
Digital clocks are everywhere now. Recently I've noticed that if I happen to glance at a clock in my living room or anywhere else, in my car or at work, it says 3:14 which then changes to 3:15.
The numbers in 3.14159265358.... have had a distinct relationship to certain details of my life, in many details and the relationship was there to see long before I noticed them.
I lived at 3014 61st Ave. for several years without thinking of the 0 as a big decimal point or that 3014 were the first numbers of pi. One day the relationship appeared .I did not look for the relationship. I never look for such relationships; they are formed and I see them as a kind of suddenly revealed content, and its something I could have noticed many times in the past usually. That day I saw the numerals 61 in the street address according to the rule of "Roman numbers" where if a larger number precedes a smaller number, the smaller is subtracted. That meant that 61 became 15.
The rule was not one I constructed myself, it just formed. I just saw 3.1415... in my address for the first time one day.
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Recently I was assigned a disabled persons parking slot at work.
When I received the parking slot assignment at work it was Tier 3, #1415. I was surprised, because 3.1415 stood out as though it was highlighted because by that point in time I'd had many 'pi' events. It was funny: My parking slot was 3.1415!
But before I got the parking slot at work, I'd had to get a Washington permit. The number on it was 17165. So when I got the number at work an immediate association formed in my mind that connected the numbers:. A kind of 'moebius twist reversal' joined 3.1415 with the end number of 17165. The last number 5 on my parking slot number linked to the end of the state issued number with the numbers reversed, so I read 3.14151617!
I know the state has no connection to my employer designating a parking slot, but I asked to be certain. There's no connection.
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This happened recently, in 2007: I was in hurry to get home to see Dr. Phil at 3:00 but traffic was not moving. I glanced at the clock and it said 3:14. I sighed, happy that the show can be seen later in the evening. The cars on my left moved forwards enough that the license plate on the car made me laugh. It was a vanity plate with these numbers and letters: 314 TOO.
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These are only a few examples of how certain numbers mark a pathway in my life, they seem now to have been installed to function much like road signs. All of this happened due to real world situations that served as only a model for 'the Larger Domain's activities it seems to me now. There was a real reason behind my agonizing 'drive' that extended over the years after 1980, because I felt the pressure, had a real body condition that I experienced as the need to prove to myself, and try to prove to someone else that I wasn't, uh, crazy, even in 1981, at Christmas time. That's when the first 'event' happened that I had to discover later was so clearly evidence I was being manipulated from afar, 'like' our space vehicles have begun to do! I'd been unable to sleep because thought about a dream I'd had moved through my mind day and night, never stopping so I could loose consciousness. I never woke up, I never had the sense of 'vanishing' into oblivion after that dream. I walked through the rows of vendors in a huge swap meet in Roseville, California, feeling drowsy, lethargic but somehow 'trembly' all over my body so that when I tried to rest, I couldn't sit or lay still. I had passed a vendors area but by body turned around, then my hand reached down into a box of books laying on the asphalt and picked up a small sueded cover booklet about half the thickness of a deck of cards and about the same size. The name of the book was worn off, there was no name on the spine but when I opened the booklet I read the copyright statement: It was published by the Sun Publishing Company, and this in my hand was the 10th edition, the first edition had been published in 1895. I heard myself ask how much it cost, then I paid the quarter and my hand put the booklet into my pocket. Later I went to the van to rest. After a time I took the book out and opened it. The first words I read were: "To you who reads, I AM come." The words had an effect that I can think of now as a 'jolt', a real shock. At that point it was something new. Then I read the next sentence: "To you who reads, I AM speaking." I closed the booklet and put it away.
When I read it later, it was strange to me that I could only read a few lines, and many words in the book had no meaning to me, although I'd experiences with them that did form some understanding of them. When I read, "You are My idea, to be made manifest in the world." for instance, the word 'manifest' meant a document related to shipping procedures. I didn't read the book in a few days or weeks, the words in it simply would not cause understanding the way other books normally generated. The name of the book is The Impersonal Life, and I must write that the 'literal sense' itself, a very, very distinct kind of attribute that is caused by the mechanisms of mind that operate 'on' thought, 'on' events in the exterior world and the interior world, was beginning to make its operations visible to me.
In 1981 this just made my body a difficult place to be 'in', and to have to force to do things I normally did easily and without any effort.
(September 22. 2008: I joined a union when I became a Boeing employee on 02-11-85: It is IAM 751, International Association of Machinists 751. That day I drove a 1979 Datsun Station wagon that I'd acquired (in an unusual experience in itself), that was licensed ETW 651. I noticed that when I read the tabs an association formed instantly in my mind Extra Terrestrial Woman, the way BYOB, or FYI forms associations automatically. I was familiar with those letters however, and had never seen ETW anywhere. That day in 1985 was just an ordinary day, I drove ETW 651 without any 'sense' it was unusual that I also was forced to join a union whose letters were IAM 751. There was no connection between ETW 651 and IAM 751 even in 1989 when I had the pi 'quake' and one of the 'details' that I noticed was to notice them in the 'pi quake'. The number 751 was not meaningful to me until 1993. It was insignificant until I about 1993 when I got transferred to Everett then got sent to medical because I was having symptoms from some material we used. As I waited to see the nurse, a doctor walked by and paused to mention that we shared an interest because he had the book I was reading. He asked if I'd read an article about pi in a recent issue of The New Yorker and I told him I'd not read it. But I checked the magazine out that night from the local library and read the essay about the Chudnovsky brothers. There were several interesting details that came to my attention, I didn't look for them but at the end of the article was an arrangement of the decimals at the end of pi that they'd calculated. The last two decimals were 31, so the 'last was the same as the first', But as I looked at that small portion of pi's decimals the same pattern operated to expose the numbers 751 in several ways that had exposed the hidden vein in my life in the 1989 pi quake! The inner process was amazingly rapid, exposing the same pattern then causing me to 'wonder' to myself where the same numbers, 751 was anywhere else in that section of pi's decimals. My gaze wandered over the numbers and settled on 751! What happened next was nothing I could have arranged or expected, but it exposed a detail in my life that was so startling to me, because it was so intimately connected to details in my personal life.
I had noticed a pattern that generated this detail, in two places in different situations at different times. When the shifting numbers presented to me so many details that I recognized only because I have had particular habits and experiences all my life, I was only puzzled at that point, because at that point it was only my personal life and experiences that seemed to have generated these 'events'.
The numbers that are 'significant' now were not always primarily important. They have changed at points. The pi digits were not the first such numbers that kept showing up everywhere. It was actually a slowly emerging surprise when pi became a 'significance' in my life. I went through more than a decade of discovering there were relationships in my life, to the number: 651, then 156, then to 256 and 265 . And of course 32. These numbers emerged singly, on a kind of continuum that related in a way I would not have been able to imagine to what was actually going on in my life.
Then quite suddenly those numbers were used in what I named my 'pi quake' after it happened in 1989. It happened when I read a book, The History of Pi by Petr Beckmann. I'd read most of the book then after reading the copyright statement I turned back to the first of two pages that had "10,000 decimals of 100, 265 calculated in 1962" on them. I'd thought for a few minutes about '100,265' wondering why the number wasn't rounded off to 100,000 or 100,250 or 100,500 and that kind of 'wondering' was not typical for me even then!
In a flash of time a pattern was exposed that as I said, almost floored me because I knew this pattern had built up from the time I was about 9 years old and a few incidents happened that were the result of an impulse, a thought that had caused me to learn in isolation, just from an impulse and a thought, some fact that I later read about somewhere or learned from someone. There are certain habits and experiences I've had from a young age and then other experiences joined them throughout my life, none of them being related to 'numerology' of which I knew less than nothing, that have caused me to look at numbers in a certain way. When the impulse caused me to 'add numbers across', that led to learning about 'casting out 9's' when I became a bookkeeper, and 'sums of digits', 'cross summing', then 'modulo 9', which are other names for the same thing!
But the individual numbers are always related to some detail in my actual life at the time. The number 651 emerged in stages, when I bought an automobile licensed as ETW 651. The letters and numbers had formed an association in my mind right away so that I always thought of 'Extra Terrestrial Woman' 651 when I saw the license tab. It was formed so spontaneously that I laughed. After some time and many events happened that number advanced and gave way to 265/256. Then one day with hindsight I realized that 156 had been coming at me but I'd not paid any attention to that number, although it made me angry almost automatically every time I got a letter from an attorney whose address was 156th Ave.
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The pattern that I thought I'd discovered and named the 'moebius twist' surprised me when I noticed a mathematical formula had already been named the 'moebius transformation'. It was a real surprise to find out there was an equation for the 'moebius twist'! How I became aware of this equation before the Internet made it easy to get information was accidental. I'd asked for a library search about something and when I got the page with my information on it that just happened to have the equation on the same page.
Yet in the early 1990's I knew nothing about the mathematical world but I had already become aware of this concept, in a nonmathematical way. It is the basis of the square-dance set but now I realize it's a real cosmic level concept. As it is in small things, so it is in large things!
How I became aware of this is nothing less than evidence there is an intelligence in a hidden reality at work, behind the every day life of any individual and in certain very specific groups of people.
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I saw the pi model for the first time on the day I went for orientation as a new hire on the date: 2-11-85. I knew nothing about the history of pi at that point. Seeing the pi statue was oddly thrilling however odd that may seem, coming from an individual that struggled with high school algebra. It is worth making my reader aware that I had been a challenge level 2 square dancer for a few years and had belonged to a short lived club formed by a man I knew had been employed by Boeing. He'd used Pride In Excellence as his club logo so immediately I understood where his Pride In Excellence attitude had it's origin. That day I drove my ETW 651 automobile through the security gates and had to join a union which angered me very much. I needed the job so resentfully I joined International Associated Machinists Lodge 751, or IAM 751.
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I had chanced to spot a pretty black covered book with a big white pi symbol on it as I passed through the library. I paused to glance at it, then decided to read The History of Pi by Petr Beckmann.
That was a moment that opened the door to information I'd not known previously, such as that 'quadrature of the circle' or 'squaring of the circle' had been a mathematical pursuit for centuries. I smiled somewhat when I realized that 'squaring the circle' in a square-dance set is quite easily accomplished, it happens all the time. "Square 'em up' and 'Circle up 8!" I had noticed a 'stray thought' occur into my mind about 'squaring the circle' before I read it in the book and I'd asked the Jungian psychiatrist I was seeing occasionally if he knew anything about 'squaring the circle'. He was very much into 'symbols' but he had not heard of it
I'd read most of the book, learning about the Fibonacci pattern, 1,1,2,3, 5, 8...and noticing that somehow my mind seemingly brought my father's birth-date, forth 5-23-11. The first Fibonacci numbers were his birth-date in reverse except that 2 & 3 were a 'twisted pair'. I didn't look for that relationship, it developed in a way I can describe but not account for. I had always thought it was interesting that my birth date, 1-2-32 was a circular number, repeating endlessly, 1,2,3,2,1,2,3... but I had never noticed that our daughter's birthdate 4 -5-63 was also: 4,5 6 3,4,5,6,3... I do NOT look for such relationships, I noticed they came into my mind just almost spontaneously.
At some point I turned to the index to look up something, noticing for the first time two pages of decimals in the back. I paused to read the copyright statement on the last page but something puzzled me about the statement: "The first 10,000 of 100,265 decimals calculated in July 1961..." which will seem absurd to my reader when I describe the thoughts that came into my mind.
I thought for a few minutes about why the 'odd' number of 100,265 was chosen, rather than a neat round number like 100,250 or 100,000, or 100,500. . My wonderings about '265' as an 'odd choice' were on the 'top of my mind' along with several other incidents that had happened in the few weeks prior to that day. Several different events had caused the number 265/256 to 'stand out' vividly and they were just 'funny' incidents when they happened. They were strange events, I'd have to write a couple of pages to describe them. But by the time I glanced at the copyright statement, the number 265 was right there in the forefront of my attention.
When I turned back to the first page of decimals at first glance I saw those numbers 265 in the first line: 3.1415926535.
Then it happened. I had my third really big 'mindquake', as I noticed a mass of rearrangements occur extremely rapidly in the decimals in the first block of decimals. I 'saw' the Fibonacci numbers: 1,1,2,3,5,8 in the first glance, somehow that flashed first then a kind of 'slide show' happened, so quickly that I'm surprised that I remembered all of the 'funny' associations that came up with numbers 156/651. Then the pattern that I discovered so slowly, the 'moebius twist pattern' emerged in the first 10 numerals: 3141592653... My patterns operated on them and what emerged was the surprising fact that the first 6 decimals were cross summed 14, 15, 92 resulted in 5,6,2 and the last 6 decimals literally then mirrored the first numerals in this way: 3 5 6 2 653 ... and the next number is 5 and the 5,3,5 mirror also. The fact that 8, the next Fibonacci number formed another association at first glance, There's a lot more, this is just the easiest to describe. I knew immediately because my past with it's history of 'certain events' that had happened in relation to an impulse, just an impulse was distinctly displayed, wordlessly, but in a way that really shocked me.
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More about it later. Many habits I'd acquired early in life as well as many experiences I'd had throughout my life shaped this flashing re-arrangement that exposed many hidden patterns that may not seem significant to anyone else. They made a connection to the early years of my life that I had not suspected, beginning with the few incidents in which I'd learned something seemingly trivial from an impulse, a thought that came from no person.
There have been a few similar incidents in which I noticed what my mind was doing, as though it were to be looked at the way I would observe something outside of my body. This was a distinct change: looking at what my mind was doing, in this case pausing to 'ruminate' about an insignificant detail like 'why 100,265 rather than a round number?' This kind of ruminating which occurred to me in the style of Theodore Reik's inner musings to himself in Listening With The Third Ear, and Fragment Of A Great Confession, brought out the number 265 and made it 'stick' in my memory along with retrieving several incidents that had happened fairly recently, involving other numbers that were very much evident in my daily life over a period of years: 156, 256, 265. I'll write about them in more detail.
There was a very great difference between this event and the one that had happened in 1984.
I could relate immediately to this mindquake, as I had been able to do to the second one which also happened a few months prior, in 1989. I could not relate to the first one in 1984, because it had emerged into a very deep level of mind that was quite remote from the moment it happened, from the 'now' when it happened. It had to be discovered quite slowly, and a very odd situation happened that caused me to realize it came from a memory extremely remote from 'words' that could be written then spoken aloud.
It was as visible as the second and third big mindquakes but it was experienced by a part of me that 'saw' some of it , the 'front' of the package was remembered without any curiosity and then discovered afterwards. By then I had begun to feel very uncomfortable in my body, I was unable to sleep at night, and I was finding out that I could not read and remember what I read; I was getting lost for reasons I suspected had to do with a terrible blow on my head and I felt driven to do many things that were not typical for me to do. The familiar every day world now contained something new to me that affected my body at times so that I felt extremely 'dizzy'.
The first mindquake happened during that phase, which was more than two years long having begun in about 1982. It was during the process of 'discovering' it, 'bit of information by bit of information' that I became aware of unbelievably precise timing involved in many events that happened in the ordinary daily life I was living at that point and certain content in books I came upon and chose randomly. Almost always I found myself 'choosing books' without even wanting to read them myself, some other part of me was doing the selecting, directing my body's activities (and passivities). I felt very remote from what it was that I was watching, which was my body, my inner content ( a very 'thoughtful' mind had replaced a nearly 'empty' head in the early 1980's) and everything outside of my body, and I was seeing a strangely altered world where words sounded different, taking on different meanings than my 'normal' way of hearing had produced.
When I really looked closely trying to see what had changed I could not see anything different. After a few events happened that explained why no 'thing' was changed yet everything seemed altered, I began to understand that the agent of change was in my head. It was familiar after about a year, I knew where the 'agent of change' had it's origin, which was quite different than where I had believed it had begun.
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I'm not into mathematics, I knew nothing about 'numerology'. I knew nothing about 'cranks who come up with solutions to cosmic level problems' until 1993. Then I found out about 'cranks' and also about numerology when in complete innocence I wrote a letter to Martin Gardner. He does the same kind of 'irrational association formation' as I've described in several events without risk of being laughed at, or thought of as a 'crank' because he is one very knowledgeable man! What happened when I read The Magic Numbers of Dr. Matrix is one of the first really amazingly precisely timed events that caused me to have to thing about how such precision of personal experience and something else in the exterior world could happen.
1. I became an employee of the Boeing Commercial Aircraft Company on 02-11-85. I saw this pi model the first time that day, when I passed through the security gates for orientation.
2. I drove a red 1979 Datsun 210 Station wagon, the license tabs were ETW 651 and that was not a vanity plate. How I had acquired the car is a story in itself, I'll write it in a different link. I experienced a spontaneous event when I wrote the license number down to get it registered: Extra Terrestrial Woman 651 occurred into my mind. That made me laugh but not curious enough to wonder where or how ETW flipped into Extra Terrestrial Woman . I didn't 'think' it myself.
3. That first day I went for orientation I was told I'd need to join a union and give my social security number to be used as a badge identification number. I told them that was illegal and was told if I wanted to work for Boeing, that was a requirement. I did not like unions either, so I almost walked away but I needed a job. So I joined IAM 751 because I needed the job. I was 53 years old .02-11-85.
4. I'd been feeling 'driven' to get a job and I knew I was going to work for Boeing. I had felt a great pressure that motivated me to an excess to do many things I didn't feel I was choosing to do after 1981 when I had the dream. I loosely establish the date of the pressure and a few unusual events from the date Mt. St. Helens erupted May 18, at 8:32 a.m. I was hazy mentally then. I'd had a distant thought that I was to get ready for my job at Boeing for about 3 years prior to 1985. That 'knowledge' about my future job at Boeing emerged in my mind spontaneously as a thought, the way ETW translated to Extra Terrestrial Woman. It was spontaneous, automatically produced but I didn't make that connection until fairly recently: "I am getting ready for my job at Boeing." lurked around in my thought. I believed the pressure and the overwhelming motivation that drove me was caused by a terrible blow on my head. I began to believe my mind had assumed control of my body, the pressure forced me to do things that I felt (dimly sensed) would repair my brain and restore what functions I'd lost. And I'd lost several abilities that were very noticeable to me. I'd also had a hysterectomy and been told I had 'severe menopausal syndrome', so even in 1985, a year after my first mindquake had happened those were the reasons that seemed to explain my body's changes. Everything was different that day, yet no thing was different and I tried to see what exactly was different.
