Angel Number Sequences…

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So has it been happening to you lately, or has it ever happened, perhaps, for a few days, weeks or months in a row…the seeing of a triple number anywhere, anytime? It could have been when you mysteriously woke up during the night and glanced at your digital clock, or pressed you iPhone and the time was 3:33 am. It could have happened with your cash total at the supermarket $28.88. It could have happened when turning onto Route 222 in Maryland.

These are known to some as signs from angels – any duplicate number of at least 3 in a row. And each number has a meaning in the angel world. I would think, with suspension of belief implanted, and if you so preferred, that one could look at this occurrence as a  sign from God, Spirit, Energy, the World, the Universe, the Force of Energy that surrounds…which ever you prefer to believe in if not angel. But for explanation sake, I will follow the Angel-World parameters that I’ve discovered recently.

Also note: This has been happening to me all the time. I wake up 1:11 am or 4:44 am. I glance at the clock at work and it’s 3:33. I ring out a customer and the total is $157.77. It’s been going on for a long time now…what are these angels trying to tell me?

111 – Means to monitor your thoughts. Be sure to think about what you want, and not what you don’t want. 111 is like a bright light of flash bulb. It means the universe has just taken a snapshot of your thought and is manifesting them for you.

222 Newly planted ideas or endeavors are about to become reality. Keep nurturing you idea and it will come to fruition. Don’t quit now! The miracle is about to happen! Keep positive thought alive.

333 The Ascended Masters are near you,  desiring you to know that you have their help, love and companionship. Call upon them often, especially when you see the number 3 patterns around you. Ascended Masters include: Jesus, Moses, Mary, Quan Yin, and Yogananda.

444 The angels are surrounding you now, reassuring you of their love and help. Don’t worry. An angel is near by.

555 Major life change is upon you. This change is a natural part of life and is neither positive nor negative. It just is. Perhaps it is a change that you have been seeking. Feel at peace.

666 Your thoughts are out of balance right now and focused on the material world. This number sequence asks you to balance your thoughts between heaven and earth. Your material and emotional needs will be met when you balance.

777 Angel applause!! Congratulations! You are on a roll. Keep up the good work and know that whatever you are wishing for is coming true. 777 is an extremely positive sign and you should expect more miracles to occur.

888 A phase in your life is about to end. This is a sign to be prepared. This could mean you are winding up an emotional career, or a relationship phase. It also means there is light at the end of the tunnel. Don’t procrastinate. Make your move and enjoy the fruits of your labor.

999  Completion. This is the end of a big phase in your personal or global life. Also, it is a message to those involved in Earth healing. Mother Nature needs you right now.

000  A reminder that your are one with God (spirit, universe, or universal energies) and to feel the presence of this love within you. Also it is a sign that a situation has come full circle.

Let me know if any of you have experienced an Angel Number Sequence. I’d love to hear your thoughts. I was seeing 444 for the longest time, which was great evidently. Lately I’m seeing 111 in some form and 333. I better monitor my thoughts and think of what I’d like and the Ascended Masters are with me.

 

 

I just want to feel…purple yellow red and blue…

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All I
want to do is
live in ecstasy…

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I can’t help it…

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It’s this hopeless age…
I just want to feel…

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purple yellow red and blue…

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All that I needed…

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in
place…like that…

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I just want to feel…purple yellow red and blue…

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They have turned the church where I ate God…

church abandonedBy Gary Gildner

They have turned the church where I ate God
and tried to love Him into a gym

where as an altar boy I poured water and wine
into the pastor’s cup, smelling the snuff
under his lip on an empty stomach

where I kept the wafer away from my teeth
thinking I could die straight to the stars
or wherever it was He floated warm and far

where I swung the censer at Benedictions to the Virgin
praying to better my jump shot from the corner
praying to avoid the dark occasions of sin

where on Fridays in cassock and Windsor knot and
flannel pants
I followed Christ to His dogwood cross
breathing a girl’s skin as I passed, and another’s
trying less and less to dismiss them

where I confessed my petty thefts and unclean dreams
promising never again, already knowing
I would be back flushed with desire and shame

where I stood before couples scrubbed and stiff
speaking their vows, some so hard at prayer
I doubted they could go naked, some so shiny
I knew they already did it and grinned like a fool

where I stood before caskets flanked by thick candles
handing the priest the holy water
feeling the rain trickle down to my face
hearing the worms gnaw in the satin and grinding my teeth

Celestial Object…Kate Moss…

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young-moss-cafe-cigaretteAlways iconic…(and subject of this Wit’s header image…)

Katherine Ann Moss
16 January, 1974

“Kate is human and divine; powerful and vulnerable; glamorous and earthy; Ophelia and Lady Macbeth.  And our feelings for her are contradictory, too. They are blameless: we love her.  They are impure: not to put too fine a point on it, but we would like to fuck her.”  ~ Alex Bilmes, Esquire online

“She’s the kind of girl you wished lived next door, but she’s never going to.”
~ David Bailey

Folding it in half…

pete yorn and scarlett johanssonA short piece from A Visit from the Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan….

Yet each disappointment Ted felt in his wife, each incremental deflation, was accompanied by a seizure of guilt; many years ago, he had taken the passion he felt for Susan and folded in it half, so he no longer had a drowning, helpless feeling when he glimpsed her beside him in bed: her ropy arms and soft, generous ass.  Then he folded it in half again, so when he felt desire for Susan, it no longer brought with it an edgy terror of never being satisfied.  Then in half again, so that feeling desire entailed no immediate need to act.  Then in half again, so he hardly felt it.  His desire was so small in the end that Ted could slip it inside his desk or a pocket and forget about it, and this gave him a feeling of safety and accomplishment, of having dismantled a perilous apparatus that might have crushed them both.  Susan was baffled at first, then distraught; she’d hit him twice across the face; she’d run from the house in a thunderstorm and slept at a motel; she’d wrestled Ted to the bedroom floor in a pair of black crotchless underpants.  But eventually a sort of amnesia had overtaken Susan; her rebellion and hurt had melted away, deliquesced into a sweet, eternal sunniness that was terrible in the way that life would be terrible, Ted supposed, without death to give it gravitas and shape. He’d presumed at first that her relentless cheer was mocking, another phase in her rebellion, until it came to him that Susan had forgotten  how things were between them before Ted began to fold up his desire;  she’d forgotten and was happy – had never not been happy – and while all of this bolstered his awe at the gymnastic adaptability of the human mind, it also made him feel that his wife had been brainwashed.  By him.

Image: Break Up photo shoot with Pete Yorn and Scarlett Johansson

Theme Thursdays: Paris

Paris in winter whiteIf there is one city this Wit had to choose to live in forever it would certainly be Paris…

Paris, early 1900s freeyork.orgParis… early 1900s… “Courage is being scared to death – but saddling up anyway.” -John Wayne

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“Life isn’t about the number of breaths we take, but the moments that take our breath away.” – Anonymous

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A woman needs to be put in the mood…

Back Seat RomanceHere is a short piece of advice to all men, lovers, friends, boyfriends and husbands of women out there from The Female Brain by Louann Brizendine, M.D. (make yourself get a copy and read it instead of blaming us for your pitiful lack of understanding…)…

“A woman need to be put in the mood. Before sex, there has to be a soothing and smoothing of the relationship, and she has to be able to stop being annoyed with him. Anger at one’s partner is one of the most common reasons for sexual problems. Many sex therapists say that, for women, foreplay is everything that happens in the twenty-four hours preceding penile insertion. For men, it’s everything that happens three minutes before. Since many parts of a woman’s brain are active at once, she must get into the mood by first relaxing and reconnecting positively with her partner. This is why she needs a good twenty-four hours to get in the mood, and why going on vacation is such an intense aphrodisiac. It allows her to unplug from daily life stress. So men, yes, bring out the flowers, chocolates, and sweet words–they work.  A woman can’t be angry at her man and want to have sex with him at the same time.  And women, tell your men that if they plan on criticizing you or starting a fight on the day they are hoping to get lucky, they should think again.  They will have to wait for the twenty-four hour clock to reset before you’ll be ready.”

Check out this website! 1000 Fights

Image: Jerry Schatzberg/Corbis, 1960

 

A Drug to erase memories…

drug to erase memories Tumblr picFound this little picture on Tumblr the other day and cannot resist thinking about it still… I would absolutely love to erase some memories, perhaps all of high school, and a few years after that as well, when I think this Wit’s brain malfunctioned because of the men she was with…but I digress…

Mainly this sci-fi-like drug was successfully tested on rats and mice by the Scripps Research Institute in Florida… (One has to wonder how researchers could know, like, did the rats forget they were rats or something?)… This drugs purpose is to help recovering addicts, human addicts that is, and people suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder.

But dare we have hope for the Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind?–can those who suffer turmoil caused by, let’s say, a past relationship, have hope to expurge the memory of this certain regrettable time?

Like I said, I have a few relationships I’d like to forget, a few years I’d like to erase. Who wouldn’t?

A brain is a brain is a brain…

Brain Facts:

Your brain recognizes your touch…You cannot tickle yourself. (So tell me, has anyone tried? )

dreamDreaming requires more brain activity than any waking function…

You have an average of 70,ooo thoughts per day… (No wonder my thoughts drive me crazy. How do you delete this function? I think I could get by with only 10,000)

Your brain generates 10-23 watts of electricity.  (My brain could light up a closet, or the refrigerator. Good to know.)

Sherlock annoyedYou use your entire brain, not just 10% as is often rumored. (Don’t tell Sherlock this - he thinks he’s the only one using his whole brain.)

Your brain can’t feel pain.
Screwed up nerves + fucked up muscles in your head = a headache

Stress alters brain cells and function. (We are all screwed.)

Music increases brain organization. (I hear Mozart is the best, but will Nine Inch Nails do?)

The amygdala in your brain lets you read facial cues. (I can’t tell what your thinking by looking at you, my amygdala is on vacation…)

Your brain needs 20% of your blood and oxygen to function. (Needy little bugger, isn’t it?)

There are 100,000 miles, yes MILES!, of blood vessels in your brain.

Pamela Hanson1996A brain chemical called oxytocin makes you feel love. (When activated, boy do we feel great!)

At three a.m….

BEDROOM_by_fabienbosAt three a.m. you feel you must leave, but you are unable to find one shoe. You hold the other in your hand, a rose-coloured slipper. I see one half buried near me and pick it up.  The sheen of it.  They are obviously favourite shoes, with the indentation of your toes.  Thank you, you say accepting it, as you leave, not even looking at my face. 

I believe this.  When we meet those we fall in love with, there is an aspect of our spirit that is historian, a bit of a pedant, who imagines or remembers a meeting when the other had passes by innocently…

…all parts of the body must be ready for the other, all atoms must jump in one direction for desire to occur. 

~Michael Ondaatje
The English Patient

One of the best books ever!

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The Ambition Bird

The Ambition Bird

by Anne Sexton

So it has come to this–
insomnia at 3:15 A.M.,
the clock tolling its engine

like a frog following
a sundial yet having an electric
seizure at the quarter hour.

The business of words keeps me awake.
I am drinking cocoa,
that warm brown mama.

I would like a simple life
yet all night I am laying
poems away in a long box.

It is my immortality box,
my lay-away plan,
my coffin.

All night dark wings
flopping in my heart.
Each an ambition bird.

The bird wants to be dropped
from a high place like Tallahatchie Bridge.

He wants to light a kitchen match
and immolate himself.

He wants to fly into the hand of Michelangelo
and come out painted on a ceiling.

He wants to pierce the hornet’s nest
and come out with a long godhead.

He wants to take bread and wine
and bring forth a man happily floating in the Caribbean.

He wants to be pressed out like a key
so he can unlock the Magi.

He wants to take leave among strangers
passing out bits of his heart like hors d’oeuvres.

He wants to die changing his clothes
and bolt for the sun like a diamond.

He wants, I want.
Dear God, wouldn’t it be
good enough to just drink cocoa?

I must get a new bird
and a new immortality box.
There is folly enough inside this one.

Clearly Sherlocked….

clearly sherlockedYes, I am Clearly Sherlocked.  So ready for Season 3 premier of BBC’s Sherlock series tonight on PBS… 9:58 pm baby!

I must confess, I watched the first episode of new season online, but that will not hinder the Sherlock party plans. Plus, if you are a fan of this show you already know, you have to watch at least a second time to catch all the cleaver dialogue that leaves this man’s mouth.  Oh, and of course, he faked the fall…and you find out how. Don’t miss the first few minutes. Mind blowing and fun.

Check out my Clearly Sherlocked Pinterest Board and follow! ;)

Enjoy!

Don’t think…

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Don’t think.

Thinking is the enemy of creativity.  It’s self-conscious, and anything self-conscious is lousy. You can’t try to do things.

You simply must do them.

-Ray Bradbury

 

Theme Thursdays… Beautiful Black and White…

black n wAmorr Burakova

Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie
Which we ascribe to heaven.
~William Shakespeare~

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blacknwPhotographer Pierre Jahan, 1935

bnw Emma WatsonEmma Watson

beautiful bnwWhere you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. ~ Edna St. Vincent Millay

Image: Stefany Alves

black and whiteSergio Larrain, Sicily

You don’t get harmony when everybody sings the same note. ~ Doug Floyd

black and white NY 1957Woman on Park Bench, N.Y.  1957
by Yale Joel

Beautiful BnW

Celestial Object – Benedict Cumberbatch

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Benedict Cumberbatch

b. July 19, 1976

“Do such fabulously names creatures still exist?”

quote from Vogue September 2013 article by Tom Shone

“There’s nothing guarded about him. It can be a little daunting because you have the clear impression at all times that he might be more intelligent than you are.”

quote from John Wells, director of August: Osage County

John Keats’ Ode to a Nightingale as read by Benedict Cumberbatch

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Be careful… this is swoon inducing…

Originally posted on Musings:

Growing up, John Keats was my ultimate poetry idol and to a great extent, he still is. So when I heard that Benedict Cumberbatch, of whom I am a big fan, has done a reading of one of his poems, I was pretty excited. So I checked it out and I wasn’t disappointed. This recital for Ode to a Nightingale is simply stunning.

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Feeling Blue

feeling blueHold on to your divine blush, your innate rosy magic, or end up brown. Once you’re brown, you’ll find out you’re blue. As blue as indigo.  And you know what that means.  Indigo. Indigoing. Indigone. 

~ Tom Robbins, Jitterbug Perfume~

feeling blue Celine fashionFeeling Celine blue…

Cary Mulligan blue featheredCarey Mulligan feathered in blue…

Dom Bosco Bassilica in blueDom Bosco Bassilica…in blue…

“it’ll be this kind of deep blue,” she said. “The kind of color that somehow sucks your eyes and your ears and all your words–the color of a completely closed-in night.”  ~Banana Yoshimoto, Asleep~

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ESQ-benedict-cumberbatch-fashion-2013-xlBenedict Cumberbatch; always perfect in deep blue…

I peek up at his features, at the crooked grin I want to savor, at the color in his eyes I’d use to paint a million pictures. ~Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me~

Blue balconies in FranceFrance

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I need the shade of blue that rips your heart out. You don’t see that type of blue around here. ~Cath Crowley~

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feeling blue in Gucci shoeGucci

Michelle Williams in blue“How do you feel?” he asks. “Blue,” she says. “Why blue? Why not orange…or pink?” “You know I hate those colors.”

~Mj Rains, The Wit Continuum, blue lines from my novel in progress~

Feeling Blue

Winter…and winter white…

winter white I love the fact that December is the start of winter here in PA and it certainly has been cold enough to make this so true. I feel suddenly inspired by white, even with the most colorful holiday coming up.

tumblr_mbmlifNedL1qjofotWhite hooded coats…

White-PianoA winter white room…with a white piano…

“In the depth of winter I finally learned
that there was in me an invincible summer”
~Albert Camus

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whitewonderlandI love, love holiday whites…

Marion CotillardMarion Cotillard via my Marvelous Marion Pinterest Board…follow if you wish…

winter white cat

Winter solitude–
in a world of one color
the sound of wind.
~Matsuao Basho

winter white fashionWinter white fashion… I have a deep desire for this one…

Michael FassbenderMichael Fassbender in white and off-white… via my Fass-ination board…

this is glam

Burberry Prorsum Spring 2013Burberry Prorsum Spring 2013…

everything whiteAnd everything white and white… via Fashion + Beauty board

vintage white bentleyVintage white Bentley… via my Car Love board

Paris in winter white

Some, too fragile for winter winds
The thoughtful grave encloses –
Tenderly tucking them in from frost
Before their feet are cold.
~Emily Dickinson

Addiction

Addiction

by Christopher Courtley

She stalks the shadows of my mind
And the dreams she leaves behind
Taunt me with her memory
Haunting nightmarish ecstasy.

A sickly lust, a prick of fear–
The night descends and brings her here
Naked and untouched by man
A moon-white virgin courtesan.

She is all and I am hers
Abject slave to a heart that stirs
For no one–so I nightly sit
In paradises counterfeit.

Loving her is poisoned bliss
Her kiss is death and still I kiss;
So banish sun and harsh daylight
And come sweet angel of the night–

Come upon the moonlight’s streaming
Come and light my darkest dreaming
Come and fill my veins with pleasure–
All I want, and all I treasure.

From Thirteen Black Roses: Gothic Romantic Poetry
by Christopher Courtley

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The Old Maid Factory…

PENTAX ImageThe Old Maid Factory
by Constance Urdang

This is the factory
Where they manufacture old maids
At one end of the assembly line
The women are jostled into their places
They wonder where they are going
What will happen to them
One says, “Where is my sister?”
But the foreman is not permitted to answer

First she will be hollowed out
Her juices extracted
Her natural organs replaced
By parts she is not permitted to name
Her five senses
Are replaced by substitutes
Guaranteed non-inflammable
Non-toxic
Her sister is replaced by a substitute
At the end of the assembly line
The old maid minces out
Into what she calls America
She has forgotten she is a woman
she has no sister
In her shrivelled brain
Something murmurs that life is an accident
She wonders how it happened to her

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She writes elegantly with her pen…

image by Janice Treadwell, vintage parisShe is in the middle of her life, married for too many years, and she’s still confused about life. She is both happy and sad at the same time and cannot understand why. Her hair is soft waves and she cares too much. She writes in her notebook, words, works she probably will erase, or rip out and tear up, or pour over weeks from now wondering, how did I come up with that?

Will she blog or write or read? Can she find herself in her groove? Is it too late to find the success she seeks?

She writes elegantly with her pen… If she was somewhere a few people would wonder who she was, what she was doing. Others would not notice her at all.

8/27/13

Image by Janice Treadwell found on Pinterest

Chanel…need I say more…

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Elegance is not the prerogative of those who have just escaped from adolescence, but of those who have already taken possession of their future. ~ Coco Chanel

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There is a time for work, and time for love. That leaves no other time. ~ Coco Chanel

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I don’t know why women want any of the things men have when one of the things that women have is men. ~ Coco Chanel

What is old…is new…

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Well, it’s mid September, and I’m getting that old feeling again…

Just got a note from WordPress congratulating me on 5 years of blogging…5 YEARS!

Totally missed my anniversary which was September 9, 2008 due to the many quivering things going on in my splendid though harrowing life. But that aside, I do hope to make new again what is old, to gain some sense of feeling again, some inspiration and focus.

A new theme is in place and the Wit Continuum about page has been slightly updated. Look in the future for some page of short stories, favorites of mine by my favorite delicious authors, and some of my own small creations to occupy the startled mind.

October, my most desirous month, looms ahead with all the cool moonlit nights, the leaves shedding their lives in the most beautifully colored fashions, the creepiness of the Halloween holiday that sets my heart a flutter, and, of course, my favorite guilty pleasures (a.k.a. tv shows) start this month.

So what was once old can be a new creation…

“He who rejects change is the architect of decay. The only human institution which rejects progress is the cemetery.”  ~ Harold Wilson

“People often say that this or that person has not yet found himself. But the self is not something one finds, it is something one creates.” ~ Thomas Szasz

“You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of you intuition.  What you’ll discover will be wonderful.  What you’ll discover is yourself.”  ~ Alan Alda