Monday, July 24, 2017

28 49 74 89 94 107 227 343 | The numbers of my birth and gematria revealing the numerical matrix we seemingly live in

My birthday becomes more interesting the more I learn about Gematria.  I imagine the same is true for you too.  Let's begin with Portland, Oregon.

Portland, Oregon = 777

I was born in Portland, Oregon July 21, 1983.
My sister was born December 7... but we have different fathers.


Anyhow, 21 factors into 7+7+7 = 21

Again, I was born in July, the 7th month.

If you multiply 7x7x7 the output is 343.

The number 37 can be used to represent 3 7s.

21/7... 3/7 (21 = 2+1 = 3)

Portland and Zachary Keefe Hubbard also overlap.

Hundred connects to 74, reminding of 7, the 4th prime number.  It is the 7 that is the ultimate focus.

I was born at Good Sam in Portland, OR.

*Oregon, the 33rd State, abbreviated OR.

Thirty-Three = 66; Zachary Hubbard = 66

Again, the date I was born, was the coldest day recorded in modern times.

I was born at 7:19 PM, July 21, 1983.  That is 19:19 military time.

Notice it was -89 C.

My full names sum to 89, like my father, and reminding of my mother, who is born September 8, or 8/9 as it is written in most parts.

There's 89 chapters in the Gospel.

Gospel = 74; Parables = 74; Cross = 74; Messiah = 74; Muhammad = 74; Jesus = 74

My whole life people have always called me Joshua.  Joshua = 74

I always wondered why people called me Joshua.  Now it seems it was because I was born with the numerical vibration.  It might be just this way for all of us.  From the moment we are born into this world, and given a name, we might all be living with a frequency, that is numerical in nature.

For the record, I always liked numbers, and my name and date of birth has a few riddles with the word number...

There's also another connection between Zachary and July 21, or 21/7.

July 21, or 7+21 = 28

107 is the 28th prime.

28, the perfect number.  Man = 13+1+14 = 28

1+2+4+7+14 = 28 (The reason 28 is a perfect number is all divisors total 28 when summed)

For some perspective on my love for numbers, when I was in second grade the older kids on the block told me what multiplication was all about, that was one of the most memorable days of my childhood.  I was riding my bike around the neighborhood, practicing multiplying in my head, never having more fun.  I thought I was so ahead of the game because multiplication wasn't until 3rd grade!

To this day, my parents don't know why they named me what they named me, but I think the name came out of their existence.  My mother was born September 8, 1952, my father was born April 18, 1953.  September 8 is the 251st day, April 18 is the 108th.

Each year their birthdays come in a 144-day span.

144 is the Fibonacci Number that follows 89.

1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, 55, 89, 144...

For even more numbers synchronicity with our birthdays...

From my dad's birthday to my birthday is 94-days each year.

Hubbard = 133 (13-weeks and 3-days, from my dad, where I take the name Hubbard)

From my birthday to my mother's is 49-days each year...

The square root of 49 is 7.

Revelation = 49; Epiphany = 49; Lord = 49
*Revelation, 66th Book of the Bible; Zachary Hubbard = 66
*Read Revelation 21:7

I have a life lesson number of 49 as well.

7/21/1983 = 7+21+(1+9+8+3) = 49

You might have caught that 343 is an octal of 227.  Don't forget that 227 is the 49th prime, and again, 49 is the square root of 7, bringing us back to 7 one more time.

When I was a child I thought the concept of destiny was interesting but not likely.  Now, as a 30 something year old man, knowing what I know, destiny seems all but a certainty.  My entire life I have liked numbers and been good with numbers, I've also been about the truth.  Never did I know, until I knew, what they had to do with one another.  Regarding my parents, my dad gave me a love for numbers, and it was my mother the truth.  At the same time, my dad seemingly cares nothing for the truth, and my mom can't stand numbers.

*My dad's birthday is the 108th day of the year.

Geometry = 45/108; ZKH = 45

Don't get me started on my dad Major League Baseball either...