Post #185
Albert Einstein
The little Frank was already an oddball in 6th grade, singled out by the whole class and the teacher.
Ms. Lange complained about my hairstyle, rolled up my pants, tucked my shirt into my pants and just like that, my day was ruined, as was clearly evident from my sulky expression.
Why am I sharing this here?
We souls can identify one another based on hair texture and emotional life.
In addition, parallels to past lives can be found, such as life lessons and interests.
There are quite a few people in my circle to whom I can tell right off the bat who they were in their past lives.
Whether you believe this extreme madness or not doesn’t matter.
Even for me, it’s all still very hard to wrap my head around, so this is more of a form of therapy. Writing therapy.
How could you possibly understand these complicated connections just like that?
It makes perfect sense that no one is listening or believes this crazy story.
Still, I’d like to describe how Albert came into my life.
. School was always a chore for me a constant wait until it was finally time to go home. I’d much rather have experimented and certainly didn’t want to do what I was told.
Actually, ever since kindergarten, I’ve successfully bucked the mainstream.
Even back then, I got into trouble with my friend’s mother and was considered a bad influence.
But that didn’t deter me from stubbornly following my own path.
Since my father and both of my older brothers were busy, my mother taught me how to ride a bike.
Even back then, out in the meadow behind our house, it was clear what my life would be like from that point on. It was also during that time, in that very backyard, that I had my first vision one that preoccupied me deeply even as a child.
Today, it’s clear why that vision was there, and why the number code 736 can be found in the grounds of Lichtenhägener Boulevard.
Or why, on the other side of the backyard where the kindergarten used to stand there is now a Buddhist temple. A temple complex in which the number code 376 has been embedded.
Why this is so is described in the book “Coincidences 376 – DNA.”
But back to Albert.
The bicycle and that vision became my life.
Or rather, they represent the life I’ve lived.
The bicycle symbolizes my punishment and my love of freedom.
Since no one wanted to believe me at age 5 that I could see into the future, my life unfolded with great restraint. Inexplicable things kept happening that those around me couldn’t understand, and so they often laughed at me for my curious thoughts.
Today it’s clear why I stroke my bicycle or why no one understands me.
Or why my approach is fundamentally geared toward making people think I’m stupid.
Albert was also known for often coming across as rather naive and asking silly questions.
His absent-mindedness or aversion to money and authority is just as much a part of me as his love of music or aversion to alcohol. His silly laughter or dyslexic tendencies are ingrained in me and impossible to imagine life without.
So even my handwriting or the way I use commas can be traced back to Albert.
These are just a few superficial things that connect Albert and me.
But what ultimately led to this valid connection were the deep connections that have emerged over the past few years.
Deep connections are the tasks that define life. So what occupied Albert and garnered widespread attention in his professional world has now been brought to completion by me.
Even if all of this seems far too simplistic at first glance, at its core it is what he first proposed as theories back then.
“Time is an illusion” -> 376-DNA.com Mathematical Principle
“The Old One doesn’t play dice.” 376-DNA.com/lab: Visualized Synchronizations
To understand this whole picture, it’s important to consider the opposite pattern. For example, Albert studied and became a professor, whereas I dropped out of school early or never completed any formal education. However, I have continued to educate myself on my own there is an underlying drive for knowledge, but a completely opposite approach.
The little Frank was already an oddball in 6th grade, singled out by the whole class and the teacher.
Ms. Lange complained about my hairstyle, rolled up my pants, tucked my shirt into my pants and just like that, my day was ruined, as was clearly evident from my sulky expression.
Why am I sharing this here?
We souls can identify one another based on hair texture and emotional life.
In addition, parallels to past lives can be found, such as life lessons and interests.
There are quite a few people in my circle to whom I can tell right off the bat who they were in their past lives.
Whether you believe this extreme madness or not doesn’t matter.
Even for me, it’s all still very hard to wrap my head around, so this is more of a form of therapy. Writing therapy.
How could you possibly understand these complicated connections just like that?
It makes perfect sense that no one is listening or believes this crazy story.
Still, I’d like to describe how Albert came into my life.
. School was always a chore for me a constant wait until it was finally time to go home. I’d much rather have experimented and certainly didn’t want to do what I was told.
Actually, ever since kindergarten, I’ve successfully bucked the mainstream.
Even back then, I got into trouble with my friend’s mother and was considered a bad influence.
But that didn’t deter me from stubbornly following my own path.
Since my father and both of my older brothers were busy, my mother taught me how to ride a bike.
Even back then, out in the meadow behind our house, it was clear what my life would be like from that point on. It was also during that time, in that very backyard, that I had my first vision one that preoccupied me deeply even as a child.
Today, it’s clear why that vision was there, and why the number code 736 can be found in the grounds of Lichtenhägener Boulevard.
Or why, on the other side of the backyard where the kindergarten used to stand there is now a Buddhist temple. A temple complex in which the number code 376 has been embedded.
Why this is so is described in the book “Coincidences 376 – DNA.”
But back to Albert.
The bicycle and that vision became my life.
Or rather, they represent the life I’ve lived.
The bicycle symbolizes my punishment and my love of freedom.
Since no one wanted to believe me at age 5 that I could see into the future, my life unfolded with great restraint. Inexplicable things kept happening that those around me couldn’t understand, and so they often laughed at me for my curious thoughts.
Today it’s clear why I stroke my bicycle or why no one understands me.
Or why my approach is fundamentally geared toward making people think I’m stupid.
Albert was also known for often coming across as rather naive and asking silly questions.
His absent-mindedness or aversion to money and authority is just as much a part of me as his love of music or aversion to alcohol. His silly laughter or dyslexic tendencies are ingrained in me and impossible to imagine life without.
So even my handwriting or the way I use commas can be traced back to Albert.
These are just a few superficial things that connect Albert and me.
But what ultimately led to this valid connection were the deep connections that have emerged over the past few years.
Deep connections are the tasks that define life. So what occupied Albert and garnered widespread attention in his professional world has now been brought to completion by me.
Even if all of this seems far too simplistic at first glance, at its core it is what he first proposed as theories back then.
“Time is an illusion” -> 376-DNA.com Mathematical Principle
“The Old One doesn’t play dice.” 376-DNA.com/lab: Visualized Synchronizations
To understand this whole picture, it’s important to consider the opposite pattern. For example, Albert studied and became a professor, whereas I dropped out of school early or never completed any formal education. However, I have continued to educate myself on my own there is an underlying drive for knowledge, but a completely opposite approach.
