37

by Brian Andersen - 3/18/11 1:47 AM

I know the number 37. Since I remember, I have always thought the number 37 was the age I was going to die. I know this seems dramatic, but I grew up as a very sick young man. Asthmatic, allergic to everything, I spent most of my time clinging on to life, I am very fortunate to have a great mom, who changed her's to make mine better. She took up studies in naturalpathic remedies, and within one year, my 12 to 13th year, she cured me. No more allergies, no more hospital visits.... I was able to eat an egg and take penicillin on the same day(two things that would have killed me a year earlier). Blessed by a scottish Mom. Possible white witch. lol
Thirty Seven... A number I have tried to push away, tried to think "I'm nut's", but now as a adult, in this world, I can't help but see things more clearly. I have always looked at this world as a messed up place. I'm not saying I haven't embraced the great things in life...love, laugh & happiness, but I always had an underling sense of .... the end. I am going to die at the age of 37. I am a well educated man with a fantastic take on life, married, no kids(for a reason) and a great job. Now that I see whats going on in Japan , North Africa, even here in NA, I do feel like this is the end. I can't believe I am writing this but I am pretty sure that not only Nostradamus, the Mayans and science in general have told us that we are moving into the last days of mankind which makes my 37 year, my last.

Back to 37.. born in the first part of '76 (minus 9 months) 2012 will be my 37th year. I have no solutions, but I do have my opinions. I really wish I could explain what I think about more clearly, but I'm no Shakespeare. 37, its beautiful, it makes me nuts, it tickles my mind. 37 has, for no reason, been in my life, and only now I am understanding it. God Willing

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