Order in the Chaos
June 27, 2024: Lately, I’ve found myself drawn to numbers in ways that feel deeply significant. My hat size is 7 3/8—a seemingly mundane detail, but when I add the digits together, 7 + 3 + 8 = 18, and 1 + 8 = 9. Nine—a number that feels whole, complete. “I love you, God,” I whisper in gratitude, sensing a connection woven into these patterns. On January 25th, I posted on Savage.Expressions, a social media project I’ve been working on. The quote I shared read, “Energy Transfers.” Among the hashtags, I included the word Stocktip without much thought. Today, curiosity drew me back to that post. I checked the stock I referenced—it’s up by +3.33 for the year. Yes, 333. That number struck me like an echo of alignment. Today is 6/27. When I add the digits, 6 + 27 = 33, and breaking it further, 3 + 3 = 6. Even 6 + 2 + 7 = 15, and 1 + 5 brings me back to 6. Patterns are everywhere. They speak in ways we often overlook. Algorithms—they’ve existed as long as time itself, threading through existen...