2024 Numerology – Written December 2023

In December each year I take a look at the numerology of the upcoming year.

2024 is 2 + 2 + 0 + 4 = 8.

24 is 2 + 4 = 6

8 is the jewel of awareness, harmony through conflict.

The feeling I get is that conflict will be more evident than harmony. Any harmony will arrive towards the end of the year. 8 may manifest as minus 8 lack of harmony.

4 is the jewel stability which in negative manifestation is inertia.

6 is the jewel choosing between the old and the new, between the apron strings and a new wife. Lack of decision or choice means stuck in the old, not enough courage to choose the new. 24 is the dark jewel fear. Fear can dominate.

I note that all three jewels 4, 6 and 8 pertain to the direction North according to the rule of the four pronged nagal. They are about earth and matter and action. They can also if negative manifest as lack of action.

There are two 2s. 2 is the jewel humility and understanding usually expressed as need for and can sometimes hint at destiny.

The initial feeling is that we will not get the positive manifestations.

There are two brutal conflicts in the current attention of the West, though there are others such as Sudan. One in Gaza has high level civilian death, the Ukraine seems from what we hear, stuck.

The world is caught in inertia, it does not seem to be going anywhere. Which ever geniuses thought that putting a CEO of an Arab oil company in charge of COP28 have a hand in this. The climate agenda is stuttering.

There is material uncertainty because of the dire state of US politics. It is possible that we have a groundhog Trump presidency. It is bizarre that a nation of such inventiveness is so polarised and so very stuck in its ways. That they are even considering choosing between two very old men looks stupid everywhere other than America.  

I see conflict, inertia and being stuck in the old ways as the smorgasbord for next year.

The conflict in the middle east may spread. People shocked at the collusion of the USA and the UK may get so fed up that they take matters into their own hands.

I don’t see much evidence of humility. I see dogmatic adherence to polarised camp forming. I see in the UK government drifting further from populace. It is possible that we have a Labour or in others words a Tory wet government in the UK.

I am not getting a good feeling about next year.

2024 the minus eight year. Written 20th Jan 2024

It is fairly clear to see that war is environmentally hostile. There is a real likelihood that a climate change denier will become president of the USA again. Johnson is brown nosing. He is after something, perhaps.

The abuse of power in Gaza is dragging on. Way back when the initial invasion started, I predicted that up to 1% of the population would be killed. That figure has been surpassed and with 3% of the population injured. 85% of the population have been displaced. It is a brutal vengeance. The myth of a two state solution looks very unlikely.

And the Western governments sit on their hands and watch.

All those deadly munitions take energy to make and release greenhouse gas on detonation. There is an ammunition alliance trying to get artillery shells to Ukraine. Earlier on in the blog I predicted that Russian industry would be directed towards munition fabrication. This a lesson learned by Stalin when the comrades swung into tank production for war against the Nazis. He also diverted his armour, which was facing Japan, towards the West. Production capacity is always a key factor in war.

Two blitzkrieg style invasions have ground on into protracted war and death.

In the UK the navy is facing recruitment problems.

It is pretty clear that Israel did not think things through regarding a “what next”. Waving the flag of destruction of Hamas and total victory, they steamed in angry. They are going to have a lot of Palestinians in camps, refugees imprisoned in their own country.

There will be no harmony. The conflict will continue, harmony is probably now impossible, especially with current rhetoric. The world has gotten drawn into a weird kind of Omertà.

It is like Basil Fawlty with German guests, “don’t mention the war”. The coverage in the UK media is very limited and toes the line. It is quite shocking to see how parochial the UK has become, a nation of shopkeepers.

Mass murder is OK so long as they are Muslim “terrorists”. That seems to be the justification.

Already “whack-a-mole” eruptions of fighting are evident. Will there be a wider conflagration? Maybe.

That sixth ray idealism and blind devotion is having a deep polarizing influence. We and them, friend or foe myopia is setting in. 

If I have one global prediction for this year it is dis-harmony. 2024 the minus eight year.

I am not getting a good feeling about where this year is going.

Mount Sinai – The Clockmaker – Islam Dream 17-11-23

Here is this morning’s dream. The wife says that I was kicking about whilst having it.

The dream starts with me walking down from Mount Sinai past Saint Catherine’s monastery I am to meet someone there. I have just watched {again} the dawn on top of Mount Sinai. As I near the walls of the monastery I am taken suddenly to The clockmaker. I travel instantaneously to his workshop.

In front of me is small man with wispy grey hair who is wearing an Eastern European black cap. He has wire rimmed glasses with circular lens holders perched on his nose. He is wearing a light tan leather apron and a white collarless shirt. He shows me the clock. In front of him is an exquisite mechanical clock mechanism about one metre in diameter. There are fly wheels and rotor arms all in motion. It is truly something. He says to me in a Swiss-German accent that I should watch carefully.

The clock starts to move and transform. It self-organises via a different shape to a nearby part of the workshop. It stutters a bit then continues to mark time. It struggles to regain equilibrium.

The clockmaker says that the clock shows the current lack of harmony in the world. It is struggling to find the simple harmonic motion needed for it to count time. He says that world is dangerously out of balance. He says that he has never seen it this bad.

I am taken swiftly back to the foot of Mount Sinai. At the edge of the car park are two large prayer carpets. On each of them in a few rows about a dozen long are Muslim pilgrims. They are in full stretched out prayer position. One mat has men and the other has women with hijab. They are all dressed completely in white. I understand that they have done purification washing. The white is very marked. They are about to make a pilgrimage to the summit of Mount Sinai. I had shared the night there with another group.

I meet a tall dark haired English man in the car park. He is wearing khaki shorts and an army jacket. He is stood by a fancy black 4×4 vehicle. He greets me and gesticulates to the people in prayer. I say to him that in 2003 I spent the night of my birthday prior to dawn on top of Mount Sinai as I have just done. That time whilst there were a few Muslims the peak was full of Japanese tourists. I say that something profound happened to me back then which I understood to be an initiation. I came down a changed man. The peak this time had many followers of Islam and they were all atop in prayer. I say that the last time I was at Saint Catherine’s I discussed the coming of the Imam Mahdi with my Egyptian guide. I managed to get him to go against guidelines which said not to talk about Islam with the punters.

Dawn 31st August 2003.

He opens the boot of the car and shows me some tourist tatt he has bought. There is a small ornamental sword with red hieroglyph like writing on it he is keen to have my opinion. I look at the sword and say to him that it is a cheap fake. This confirms his opinion.

His wife and two sons arrive and he drives us all across the Sinai Peninsula to the Israel border. As we approach the border, we can see the sign in Hebrew and English saying Israel. There are several small calibre bullet marks in the sign. The border guard stops the car and ushers us into the border post to check our paperwork. He sees my passport and official Science Museum pass.

I go to a computer terminal in the post to check in. The children go to a drinks vending machine. The dark haired man come over to me. We are parting here. I am going back to London. He has a slim notebook computer. He asks me to take this back to the Science Museum, where I am curator, for examination. I explain to him that because I do not know what he has been up to on his computer that would be very, too, risky for me especially given the current world climate.

Dream ends.

*The clock maker aspect of this is reminiscent of Kālacakra tantra, the wheel of time. Perhaps the west “imagines” or “pictures” the same thing but with a different visual vocabulary.