Talk about Luck

I have been working on the lottery games since the 1970's when they first began in the state of Michigan.  So now I am working on the Arizona state lottery called The Pick.  One must match six numbers from a group of 44.  It is not easy believe me, but I have to explain what is happening.

I devised my own system which is frankly probably one of the better systems to use to really win the game.  I have not really gone after this lottery game but have been keeping up with it. By going after it, I mean wheeling numbers at least six times to finally get the combination right to win it.

But I am going to explain using my system what has been happening. I use the hit and miss system by length of time that a number has come in. Tonight's was really wicked and difficult to catch.

For the last four to six draws, mostly what I call easy numbers have been hitting.  If one had followed it well, as I have been doing, one could see that numbers were always hitting from a given area which meant that another area was growing and growing so that eventually as in the phrase the pendulum swings that the other group would have to finally hit.  So it did with a vengeance tonight.  In other words, while so called hot numbers had been coming in, tonight finally a group of cold hit, and hit with a vengeance. Fortunately, I was testing a new realization so kept my entry low. I only bet $3.00 but did at least try just in case that I might catch something. No such luck.  I was totally caught by surprise by this strange result.

The law of repetition is what makes lotteries work. One would think that it is totally random but in fact with a system, nothing is random at all. Patterns happen and do become somewhat reliable enough to use to finally make a selection of numbers that if reasonably played will pay off.

I intend to win this game sometime this summer...hopefully, soon.  When I do I will share my strange but dependable system.

Things Are Changing Fast

Tonight I had quite a surprise at Facebook when an old friend from my years in Azusa posted two photos of her brother and her nephew.  I was in shock to see Terry and his wife with their son and his bride. It was a wedding photo of the bride and groom with the groom's parents.  Terry had been one of my students and to realize that he is attending his son's wedding came as quite a shock to me.  Time passes so quickly, people age so fast, and before you know it, you find yourself at the top of the heap in years and are looking down at all who have followed you in this long process of living out a duration on the face of the earth.

75 years is a long time to spend and I was quickly reminded of how yesterdays seem alive as today yet have disappeared in terms of continuation in ongoing life process.  A funny thing is memory.  We do not understand it at all but in fact all the minutes of our life is recorded so that we can recall times spent in years gone by.

I have been dwelling on this a bit.  I will pursue the topic tomorrow and put it to bed for the rest of the night. I need to get to sleep now...but soon sleep will come that will carry me into a spiritual dwelling place.  Funny how we all find our way there sooner or later...

On that note, I wonder that we find so many things important that are really probably totally unimportant and the things that are truly important we neglect to realize so that they seem nearly meaningless until recalled.

The pimple on our face which caused us so much consternation was so important but now we know it was meaningless and truly unimportant to other things which we discounted so much...such as having a friend greet us when we returned from a journey.

I have written another post tonight as a follow up to this post. I am sharing on Facebook and maybe even google.

Time Flies

I began a post last night which I will probably reread to see where I was going with it as I know I was stunned by a photo of a former student of mine at his son's wedding.  It shocked me to realize how we all age so fast and there is absolutely nothing we can do about the fact of time marching on.

I am at the age where I think of when I will pass away, yet i have not made any funeral arrangements or cremation arrangements. I must do that this year while I am thinking of it.  I have more or less decided that I will live into my 80's since my family has a history of longevity, and frankly, I lead the kind of life where very little is likely to cause an early demise. I am a bit reclusive, guarded, and very health and safety conscious.  I do stay aware of all my health problems, and try to prevent anything happening to me.  I lead what is known as a safe life style, but the simple truth is I was a bit of a daredevil when I was younger but I grew out of that risk taking lifestyle as I aged and settled down.

I am not afraid of death as I do believe that spiritually we live and leave our bodies behind but I have not delved into any of the places where spirit goes simply because I have faith in my past life recollections enough to know that we must rest somewhere in between the lives we spend on earth.

I had a dream this morning which really made me think about life eternal and planet earth. It reminded me a lot of the water on the floor recently last February when I had my infection and was trying to cure it.  I was looking into the sky and seeing visions. It was as if I were getting messages that finally concluded with my realizing what the messages meant to me. They did begin with a dinosaur and then images would come and go and finally ended with Australia. It was a type of recurring dream but I did finally put it together a bit.  I am wondering about Australia now with its kangaroos and koala bears.   I do not believe that they exist anywhere  else on the planet.  So it is interesting to me to see Australia pop up again in my dream.

I realized a sense of myself then too and who I am to receive all this information, and to see it unfold before my eyes.  It is one of those type dreams that one thinks is significant in many ways. I got the feel of extinction since dinosaurs were first, and they have now gone extinct.  I thought that as each vision passed and was immediately followed by another that it was watching the passing of nations before my eyes as well as species.  It was a kind of time lapse and Australia was last to go.

But never fear, a new world would come into being...it is that easy to create a new world...

I am a firm believer in creationism, but not in the sense that the church probably thinks of it, according to the book of Genesis. I think of it as a blueprint attracting matter to it in small particles and each growing and developing into a full grown species, plant or animal, planet or star, etc.  It all begins with the outline and then is filled in...each atom being attracted to it like in magnetic attraction. I know that this is the way the earth and the universe began...I simply know it as I have seen it.

That is all for now.

Time passing too swiftly

My medical bills so consumed me that I have not spent much time on the computer.  I have used my cell phone overtime to keep up with gmail and social media, such as Facebook and Twitter.  I have nearly forgotten how to use the laptop so that I was reminded last night when watching a sales pitch on an iPad mini.  I did not buy an iPad mini but I was reminded of the features on my laptop even.  I could actually use voice to write this but I do find that it is not that good in many ways.  I would still rather use my fingers.

I have requested an interlibrary loan for two books that I will use for my Alexander novel.  Oh, Heavens, have I not finished that yet?  Well, actually, I have been reading other current published so called popular novels to get an idea of what the reading public seems to like.  I just read about a page turner on Hannibal. I am wondering how on earth could anyone write a page turner.  I just don't see it.

Dan Brown is rather effective in the page turner style since he always has everyone on the run, either hiding from someone or running into someplace...that gets a bit old after awhile.  Too much like the action movies that really are not interesting when just watching Tom Cruise trying to run from some exploding device, or Matt Damon running or speeding around...I got so tired of running from architectural study in Florence that eventually the real plot became dull and tiring.  But it was page turning only because we were on the run all the time, turning from page to page as we went from one historical site to another.

I admit that my interest in Alexander is only due to my own personal bits of information that came from my traipsing back in time to learn of him, so that when I learned the identity of two important men in his life I was so flabbergasted to realize the truth of it that I frankly decided that none of it is very interesting after all.  It is all done and past history anyway, and to realize that all past differences are met again in this life in ways that are truly more mind boggling than anyone can imagine has really  caused me to put it all behind me.  I have to actively pursue interest in it now as today is far more important after all.

In truth, I realize that none of us values the moment at present as much as we should.  I was amazed to think that former soldiers in the military could become bingo buddies and good friends in the present which makes it all seem truly humorous and a bit overhyped after all.  I mean I really do believe in all the information that came to me during my trances and I value them but they are the past after all, and belong there.  I do not know that they are that worthwhile in trying to write a novel or not now since they are precious and pristine in memory but become trite and forgotten when written and discussed but not truly believed  by anyone but myself.

That is where I am with this argument now.  I know that I know my own soul after all and that is what is really important.  So I have slowed down on bringing it all up again...and I will  close to think more about this now.

Belmonte Stakes

History of Belmont

In 1902, a syndicate headed by August Belmont II and former Secretary of the Navy William C. Whitney sought land on Long Island to build the most elaborate track in America, one modeled after the great race courses of Europe. They found what they were looking for on the border of Queens County and Nassau County. Originally known as Foster’s Meadow, the 650 acres of land included a turreted Tudor-Gothic mansion owned by William de Forest Manice, which was to serve as the track’s Turf and Field Club until 1956.

The grand opening of Belmont Park on May 4, 1905, prompted the first of countless traffic jams in Long Island history as more than 40,000 fans, in all manner of conveyance, tried to arrive by the first race post time of 3 p.m. Not all of them made it in time to see August Belmont II’s Blandy, at 7-1, hold off 100-1 shot Oliver Cromwell in the $1,500 Belmont Inaugural. Later, James R. Keen’s Sysonby, who would be ranked No. 30 on the Blood-Horse Magazine’s top 100 horses of the 20th century, made his 3-year-old debut against the super filly Beldame, another of Belmont’s charges. In the stretch, Sysonby got unexpected competition from 20-1 Race King, and the two hit the wire in a dead heat.

I am posting this history because the date of May 4 really made an impression on me when I first read it.  

June 7 is an important day for me historically and so it is interesting that the important Belmont Stakes race will occur on this day.

I attended Kent State University in 1958 and 1959.  I finally learned the history of Belmont this past month.  It really struck me since I had always associated the race with Affirmed to my sorority pin.  My pledge class was initiated into the active chapter of Chi Omega on May 4, 1958.  The founding of the chapter at Kent State University was on June 7, 1947.  It was the first national chapter to be created at Kent State University and is the 100th chapter.  Our national flower is the white carnation which is the flowers that are used to adorn the winner of the Belmont Stakes.  What  a strange coincidence that I learn all this now after all these years.

We always call the pin x and a horseshoe since the Omega symbol looks like a horseshoe.  Have I ever been unaware of all these links to the Belmont but I just bet that there are others who are as aware of it as I am now.    I will add more to this as time passes and I get a better sense of some other interesting links that I will keep on hold until certain things unfold.

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Keeping up with myself.

Selfie today when I learned that I must keep my lens clean.  I am actually always changing my profile photo at Facebook usually after a new hairstyle just to keep an ongoing look of where I am now on that page. It is so that you will know exactly how I appear at this given week or month whichever it may be.

I at one time used those photo booths which are in the malls and I kept those photos to remind myself of my aging process.  It is interesting to see what time does to us if we keep track of ourselves, and often pictures speak a lot better than a thousand words for sure.

Today I had a fuzzy lens and wondered what the heck was wrong...finally I decided to check the lens and lo and behold, I got a clear picture again.  Who knew?

I have been having trouble sleeping again, and due to financial stress, am working to win the state lottery Pick again.  I got it all caught up and am willing to try to win in the next three draws if I can make out a ticket.  My method requires a lot of work so that just having it brought up to date is an accomplishment.  I am wanting to go to Europe this summer or fall so have to win the lottery to manage to do it.  My hospitalization hurt me a lot in terms of out of pocket expense as I did not have medical insurance...so I must attempt to win this game.

I bought new lens for old frames and bypassed cataract surgery for this year. The expense and the idea of going under anesthesia again made me wait it out.  I had just gotten the anesthesia bill which is incidentally incorrect so that really made me think twice about the cataract surgery. I could not afford all this at one time...especially emotionally as well as financially. It seemed like a lot of unnecessary medical time for something that is not really necessary yet.  My new lens are transitional which means that they adjust to the sun to become sunglasses outdoors.  I like them and my vision is good with the new prescription. Only one lens needed a change.

When I win the lottery game which I believe I can do, I will try to keep it as quiet as possible.  I have such a need to tell everyone everything it seems that I do not know for sure that I will be able to keep it quiet but I think it best to just not let the world know of it.  But for sure, when I do, I will book a flight to Europe...

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Be a good storyteller

An author and writer are not always storytellers.  To sell a great book, one must become a good storyteller.  And every good story must have heart.  Without that, it is seldom worth much.  Animal stories are often the best stories as I can remember falling in love with stories about dogs and horses when a child, and I never get over those kind of stories from Black Beauty to Lassie Come Home.  The story of love knowing no boundaries is always a lasting story or memory at  best.