David Flynn - Math Magician

Any book that mentions 2012 and breaks into the Top 100 at Amazon is certainly worth a look. And while I feel it is my duty to read everything on 2012, I figure I mightn't like this one much
I have not read this book (still in pre-release), but from his work online I suspect that it is yet another case of conjuring proof from numbers.
On his website David writes:
"This is why the number 33 and the compass and square are such important symbols of the illumined elite. 33.33 degrees of the great circle of the earth represents 2012 nautical miles. Mount Hermon in Phoenicia, the first location of extraterrestrial influence with man, lies precisely at 33.33° north 33.33° east ... 2,012 miles from the equator and 2,012 miles from the prime meridian. To be completely accurate, the number of nautical miles in 33.33 degrees of the earth is 2012 ".9" This corresponds to the year and date that the ancient Mayans of middle America believed their calendar will end, December 21st, 2012."
http://www.mt.net/~watcher/
In an article he writes:
"The impact area near Roswell lays 33° north latitude, at a distance 2,012 miles from the equator. When the latitude of the impact site 33° north, is multiplied by the universal mathematical constant PI, (3.1415926572...) the result is 104°, the longitude of the impact site."
http://www.ahrimangate.com/flynn3.htm
Well, some quick web detective work discovers:
- "33.33 degrees of the Great Circle"... there are 60 nautical miles to a degree, so that equals 1999.8 nautical miles.
- According to Wikipedia, Mount Hermon is located at 33°24′N, 35°51′E.
- 33 x 3.141592 = 103.6 - that's quite a way from the crash site at 104.52806W
It doesn't add up!



4 Comments:
could it be that the earths axis has changed in the last several thousand years since their last vist; just a thought
Rob:
Normally I don’t comment on such things anymore. My brain these days moves so much faster than my ability to get it out. When i do write its only if i have the benefit to proof read and reread what i have written. I have made a cpl of comments on your blog and went back and read it and thought "that came out wrong!" oh well.
With that said, I am compelled to comment. This is the first time I have read this blog. I purposely did not read it because I too am over inundated with the number thing. Perhaps however not for the reason you may think. I am an absolute believer in the numbers game. No, let me rephrase that. I know, i don't know why, I just know numbers are it.
First let me qualify myself by saying...I was a cookie making PTA joining, late in life mom, who was in a rock band for many years and partied my bottom off! I waited to have kids late in life to be sure I was done sewing my wild oats. When I had my first child everything was done by the book. Black n White and if there were any grey area's they were immediately handled. I became so structured, so protective, so involved...If we went to a friends for dinner and anything remotely along the lines of 2012 or UFO's came up we were outta there. If it wasn't baseball, apple pie or school stuff our friendship was over. All exaggerations aside I hope I have driven my point home. I was in no way interested or concerned with anything of this nature.
Then 2004 came and something happened to me. It was subtle at first but as the year moved on it began to pick up speed. By November I had begun making a connection with the number 4. Then 11 11, which, is what I worked out my birthday to equate in my own version of calculating the numbers for numerology.
I became so obsessed with the fact that something inherent in me kept guiding me back to the numbers. At one point I became like Richard Dreyfus in Close Encounters.
while having breakfast with my kids, I began calculating on the kitchen table. Out of the corner of my eye I observed that my children were not moving, Which meant they were not eating. When I looked up to see why, they were both staring at me. I recall thinking "why are they looking at me and not eating"? (WHY INDEED...the fact that I questioned their motivation in staring at me is proof that I was already well into my journey to koo koo town) without missing a beat I directed my eyes back to my business and began calculating again.
Unfortunately the equation I was working on became quite long and my child’s cereal bowl was in the way. Just as I was about to say "can you move your bowl, its in my way" I caught myself and this time looking into their faces it registered "what the heck are you doing here?". So, I told them that mommy wasn't crazy and I know you are not supposed to write on the furniture and just because I am right now, doesn't mean its ok or that you get to do it or that I will let you get away with it." "Mommy is doing some math and it is really important I have lots of space. So, I will give you this one time privilege of taking your cereal into the living room to watch cartoons while you eat". They were thrilled. They picked up their bowls and left.
That’s the day the number 23 entered the picture. As well as, all the numbers that related to my life added up to the number 4. My phone number, my social security number, my address and my birth date. That freaked me out so I did my entire families numbers and no one else in my family had all their info add up to their numerology number.
By January of 2005 I was analyzing numbers so well, I began looking for patterns in everything. That’s when my version of numerology calculation was born which is the "psychology of patterns and numbers".
It began with realizing that numbers were merely codes. The word assigned to the fact was exactly that. An otherwise meaningless word that until it was assigned to represent something..was meaningless. Because a word doesn't make something so. I can say "there are 6 things on the table" but that doesn't mean there are. However, if i put 6 things on the table...regardless what you call the group...its still 6 things.
Once I got a baseline of the present psychology of coding objects, I began to back track and disect. I went all the way to what numbers would matter most to God. At first I came up with the obvious 9. But further contemplation brought me to 1 and then 8. I canned 8 and settled on 1 and 0. I was talking to a friend of mine and they reminded me that 1 and 0 was the coding for computers. I took the numbers and ran the gamut with them. At one point I thought my intuition was alerting me that I had some sort of disease. I began to study DNA and looked for genetic markers that correlated to the numbers I kept seeing. I even speculated on the possibility that suddenly I was schizophrenic. Finally, it settled on something that I knew absolutely nothing about and had never had an interest in, locations. My number sequences were locations. 23 11 47 were my numbers. 23 degrees 11 minutes and 47 seconds. What was really weird was 2 years after I had concluded this, the movie National treasure used this similar number as the location of the national treasure. I saw the movie with my family and when they disclosed the location, everyone said “Hey, those are your numbers”!
In synopsis, I analized numbers until it became quite scarry. When you can predict who will be stopping by your home on any given day...the knowledge is no longer intriguing. It became a curse. The final blow for me was predicting my younger sisters death.
People thought I had gone a bit crazy. For the most part I was very much obsessed. Unfortunately, when I told my family something was wrong with my sisters numbers...no one believed me. After all, she's a nurse and only 34 and I was 42 and a devil worshipping number freak!
It all boils down to this...
There is no such thing as time. The point when mankind became concious of his existance, there was only the chance for light and then no light. Then there was sun up and sun down. There was no time. We were learning how to survive. We were humans. After a time we stepped up and existed. Beings...then time was introduced and we were thrust into the race against time. The human race. Now we are are going quantum. We are going to shatter the time barrier. At which point there will be no use for a calendar. Thus the end of some cultures calendars.
Time...your birth date...is really your location.
IF YOU REMOVE THE IDEA THAT EXISTANCE HAS LIMITS THEN TIME IS NOT ABOUT WHEN YOU ARE...THERE IS NO WHEN...TIME IS AN ILLUSION...THERE IS ONLY WHERE YOU ARE IN EXISTANCE.
Rob...it is ALL ABOUT NUMBERS!
I am afraid of the numbers now. Something’s are better not to know. Its not about hocus pocus. Its just math! I thank you for taking the time to read my ranting. I hope this gives you a different perspective.
I have been reading your site for years now. I hope your book does really well. Thank you for all your hard work.
Hey there, just did the math on 33.33 times 3.14, and it does come out to 104.56. Going to work on the nautical miles thing, but jsut wanted to say it might be that he's adding the decimal place.
good stuff here tho! Thank you for posting.
It does add up... in 33.33 there are
33 degrees = 1980 minutes... (60 x 33) plus
.33 minutes more = 2,013
If you want to perfectly accurate there are only 2,012.9 minutes in 33.33 degrees according to the various distance calculators available online.
Also, Flynn explained the Mt. Hermon lat, long 33 based on the Paris meridian, not the Greenwich.
so.
Dude, don't be so quick to dis.
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