3:48 - Death by Numerology?
I'm not sure how this has happened, but it's a genuine concern for me. I believe the queen may die tonight. It is at this point I would like to categorically state I am not in any way involved with any assassination attempts upon the Queen, nor am I against the Royal Family in any way - though I do find them rather tedious...
I Digress:
3:48. This number, though seemingly obscure and irrelevant has now revealed to me it's wicked connotations in full. Of course, this theory is still in the early stages of investigation, but I am absolutely certain something dark is coming our way.
It all started today, when I set off for my brother Barrie's flat at approximately twenty minutes to four in the afternoon... 3:40pm. Within minutes, I was at a cash machine outside his local Scotmid. It was approximately ten to four in the afternoon by this point... slightly before it. 3:48pm, I believe.
I walked inside, and upon earlier instructions from my brother, purchased a 2litre flask of milk, a packet of Maryland cookies, and two packets of Fox's Golden Crunch Creams. In my semi-awake state, due to having been up at 6:30am to escort my brother to the park and ride, I only semi-consciously noticed how much it all came to.
Later, after watching several episodes of CSI: New Yprk, we decided we wanted a curry for our supper. So we both headed to the Scotmid together, to get chicken, curry sauce, and naan bread. Strangely, we found no chicken breast. We had to buy only curry sauce and the naan bread. The total? £3.48.
Then, in order to find chicken for our meal, we decided to head to Lidl, where we found no chicken breast, but we did find turkey breast. We picked this up, and I grabbed some bleach as I need to unblock my shower at uni, due to overflowing. As I waited for Barrie, who was on the phone to his girlfriend, he handed me a ten pound note and tells me to go and pay for our items. I take the turkey and the bleach to the counter, only to be told the exact total is... £3.48
Now, at this point, I'd experienced a mild sense of Deja Vu [french for "Already Seen"] whilst in the Scotmid with Barrie, and had an inkling that I'd paid £3.48 for the milk and biscuits. I couldn't remember exactly, however. So when I was faced with paying £3.48 for the purchases in Lidl, I mentioned to Barrie that I thought I was having a £3.48 day. Of course, there was no way to prove this other than to count my change when we got back to the flat, and I got my wallet. Earlier, while by myself at the Scotmid, I had lifted £20 in cash. This was two £10 notes. If I had paid £3.48 for my purchases, using one of the £10 notes, I should've had £6.52 in change, plus another £10 note.
When we got back, I rushed straight in, and grabbed my wallet. In the coin section, there was £1.52... and in the notes... was £15.
Now, absolutely convinced this was symbolic of something, I decided the first area to check would be the bible. So, using google, I searched "3:48 bible." My result?
Lamentations, 3:48 - Mine eye runneth down with rivers of water for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
This is clearly a message about death, decay - possibly murder! It is also clearly indicative of someone well known - the daughter of my people is surely the Queen, or a high-profile celebrity?
Then, Barrie offered a numerological idea - what if we took 3:48 and did simple maths? 3 is our base number, so can't be changed... but what about the 48? 4+8 = 12.
Lamentations, 3:12 - He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
Whereas we believed at first that the message in 3:48 spoke only of death, surely the Arrow constitutes murder?!
And now, I leave you to ponder the significance of 3:48, as I return to my research, with only the promise of publishing any further findings.
Yours,
Mr Roo.
I Digress:
3:48. This number, though seemingly obscure and irrelevant has now revealed to me it's wicked connotations in full. Of course, this theory is still in the early stages of investigation, but I am absolutely certain something dark is coming our way.
It all started today, when I set off for my brother Barrie's flat at approximately twenty minutes to four in the afternoon... 3:40pm. Within minutes, I was at a cash machine outside his local Scotmid. It was approximately ten to four in the afternoon by this point... slightly before it. 3:48pm, I believe.
I walked inside, and upon earlier instructions from my brother, purchased a 2litre flask of milk, a packet of Maryland cookies, and two packets of Fox's Golden Crunch Creams. In my semi-awake state, due to having been up at 6:30am to escort my brother to the park and ride, I only semi-consciously noticed how much it all came to.
Later, after watching several episodes of CSI: New Yprk, we decided we wanted a curry for our supper. So we both headed to the Scotmid together, to get chicken, curry sauce, and naan bread. Strangely, we found no chicken breast. We had to buy only curry sauce and the naan bread. The total? £3.48.
Then, in order to find chicken for our meal, we decided to head to Lidl, where we found no chicken breast, but we did find turkey breast. We picked this up, and I grabbed some bleach as I need to unblock my shower at uni, due to overflowing. As I waited for Barrie, who was on the phone to his girlfriend, he handed me a ten pound note and tells me to go and pay for our items. I take the turkey and the bleach to the counter, only to be told the exact total is... £3.48
Now, at this point, I'd experienced a mild sense of Deja Vu [french for "Already Seen"] whilst in the Scotmid with Barrie, and had an inkling that I'd paid £3.48 for the milk and biscuits. I couldn't remember exactly, however. So when I was faced with paying £3.48 for the purchases in Lidl, I mentioned to Barrie that I thought I was having a £3.48 day. Of course, there was no way to prove this other than to count my change when we got back to the flat, and I got my wallet. Earlier, while by myself at the Scotmid, I had lifted £20 in cash. This was two £10 notes. If I had paid £3.48 for my purchases, using one of the £10 notes, I should've had £6.52 in change, plus another £10 note.
When we got back, I rushed straight in, and grabbed my wallet. In the coin section, there was £1.52... and in the notes... was £15.
Now, absolutely convinced this was symbolic of something, I decided the first area to check would be the bible. So, using google, I searched "3:48 bible." My result?
Lamentations, 3:48 - Mine eye runneth down with rivers of water for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
This is clearly a message about death, decay - possibly murder! It is also clearly indicative of someone well known - the daughter of my people is surely the Queen, or a high-profile celebrity?
Then, Barrie offered a numerological idea - what if we took 3:48 and did simple maths? 3 is our base number, so can't be changed... but what about the 48? 4+8 = 12.
Lamentations, 3:12 - He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
Whereas we believed at first that the message in 3:48 spoke only of death, surely the Arrow constitutes murder?!
And now, I leave you to ponder the significance of 3:48, as I return to my research, with only the promise of publishing any further findings.
Yours,
Mr Roo.
posted by SuperRoo at 19:34
2 Comments:
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I'll Really appreciate it."
DESPERATE MUCH?
you're dilusional.
Or the destruction of teh daughter of our peoples daughter could be....You taking her virginity!
And he has marked you in his sights with an arrow!
Sounds like a cupid love affair!
Mind you! yer the daughter of our household and maybe arrow is symbolism for penis and you bending over! Maybe yer gonna lose yer bum virginity!!
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