999 changed my entire life. I was living a life in illusion and apathy for a period of my life since the age of 11 because of what some call satan or others pluto or whatever you want to call it, but psychologically I believe it's root to be from the ego of the mind. And in my own expression my ego had stolen my soul and left me for dead with Major Depressive Disorder. But on the day of 09,09,09(999) my lifeless body was sunk under water with the death of my Grandfather Leon; my beloved father figure who taught me so much of life and left me when I need him the most to guide me. My Depression developed as such a rapid passe I believed my self to be dieing of Dementi, but I was just just fallen from grief and just had an extreme case of Clinical Depression(same as MMD as stated before). At this point I had to strive to live as who I was before, the blissful me, and even to reach higher peaks. I found my true self through meditation when all other means failed and escaped the prison I had been shackled in. 999 to me was GOD telling me enough was enough, I had failed my true self and it was time to make it right; justice if you will. I also meant it was time to seek the truth as I had been deceived by my ego's falsehood. It was GOD saving my soul through his rightousness. Since then I have been living being followed by 555's and 111's but now, since my full awakening from my soulless sleep, 333's seem to smile at me daily. :) 999 is the door slamming you in the face before you can walk past it and then telling you to 555 with a little help and falter from 111 and walk though the door way to see the light and find 333; or that's just how my story goes.
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