The Spirit Within

For a very long time now, I have been living with very limited guidance. Everything that I've done in life was done for selfish reasons. Thus far, I never lived with purpose. My heartbeat was just a timb bomb, ticking towards the inevitable end. Somewhere along the way, I realized that something has been guiding me unconsciously. Subconsciously? I don't really know how but the presence has become undeniable.

Ever since high school, I've seen the same number everywhere. 222. For the people that know me, they know the significance of this number.2:22pm was the official time of dismissal. I would be playing NBA Live at home and pause the game and there would be 2:22 left in the quarter. I'd walk around randomly and aimlessly and then look up and I would be standing in front of building 222. I was at work one day and there was a woman standing in front of me. I looked on the back of her neck and there it was. 222. Tattooed there. I asked her what it meant and she said that she saw that number everywhere she went so she got it tattooed on her. Seeing this number everywhere I go made me think 'what does it all mean'? I asked my mom what she thought it meant. She usually has the answer to everything. She told me that she didn't know what it meant but she was sure it meant something. I asked her what she meant by that. She then proceeded to tell me that I was conceived in 222 East 17th street in Brooklyn, New York. I began to fear what it all might have meant. I didn't want to know. Then, today I went to Target. After roaming the 2nd floor with no real aim at all, I found a small guitar section. They had two of each, acoustic and electric. I wanted a new guitar for Christmas but I didn't think that it was possible. The price itself made it all the more possible to purchase it, but that wasn't what caught my eye. Embroided on each guitar was a number. 222. They were all in a 222 series. I saw this as a sign that I should strongly consider buying one. I didn't. I don't know why, but I didn't. I got home and spoke to my dear friend Jennifer. I told her about my love affair of the numerologic kind. She found it to be weird. The more I looked into it, I appreciate it that much more. As I researched the numbers some more, apparently 222 is a sign from my Spirit Guide that I'm on the right track and I am following my life the way I am supposed to. I cannot be any more excited about that, because what I worry about most is me not being where I am supposed to be. I question my decisions so much. Its great to know that just by looking at a number, I'm able to know whether I'm making a good decision or not. Other people might not find relying on a number as a viable source or reliability, but this is my life and I'm a weird guy. I love anything unorthodox and controversial. One more thing, my birthday is 12.11.86. Let's look at 12, then the 11, and then the 86. 12, 1*2=2. 11, 1+1=2. 86, 8-6=2. 2.2.2. There's more to everything in life. The truth is through the looking glass.