Post #130
May 14, 2025 / 73.6 MB
Since 2023, there have been several attempts to write a book about all the madness unfolding here.
However since the story was constantly shifting and expanding, and my writing skills still left much to be desired Several fresh starts were necessary to explain this complex subject in a way that was both simple and entertaining.
I must have had to start over from scratch at least six or seven times.
I was also preoccupied with many stories from my old neighborhood, which prompted me to embark on a journey. What transpired during this intuitive tour lent an absolutely mind-boggling validity to everything.
The otherworldly, incredible synchronicities that have haunted me over the past few years eventually evolved among other things into this "376-DNA Principle." Suddenly, everything made sense; it all became logical and meaningful. The fear that I might be suffering from a psychotic illness vanished completely.
Within just those few weeks alone, there were or so it felt hundreds of events pointing toward a genuine, otherworldly connection.
Every day, there were dozens of instances that entertained and instructed me. Today, it feels completely normal; but a year ago, it felt extremely schizophrenic to be grinning and bantering with an imaginary "brother" who reveals his presence solely through probabilities and the thoughts associated with them.
You can't grasp all this crazy stuff in a single day or even a week. It took years reaching all the way back to my childhood to make sense of it all.
The specter of mental illness always looms in the background and must be ruled out. But how can such a thing be ruled out?
Through mathematics. By calculating the connections between various events, a larger picture emerges.
When that picture finally came into focus around this time last year, I worked furiously on the book, determined to finish it.
Although the story continued to evolve and indeed is still evolving it was finally time to bring it to a close and, at long last, share this incredible tale with the world.
This screenshot shows the "376-DNA Coincidences" book folder. This folder serves as the central repository for all content and drafts. Nothing was deleted or renamed...
On March 14, 2025, I saved the book as a PDF for the first time specifically to get an AI assessment of the story.
After the AI had analyzed it generating a host of tasks to address the story was revised and further expanded.
Exactly two months later without having consciously timed it I saved it again.
This time, however, I was finished; it had a perfect ending one that couldn't have been any better and the writing style was deemed ready for publication.
So, the book was complete, and now two months later I wanted to generate a fresh PDF.
The first PDF had been smaller, as the final images hadn't been added yet; it weighed in at just 12.7 MB.
But the "final" PDF was significantly larger, presenting me with an unusually precise file size of 73.6 MB.
The probability of landing on that exact file size is just as unlikely as me hitting my target body weight of 73.6 kg a figure that had already been the subject of plenty of jokes.
I was only slightly surprised, and actually delighted to see a sign that the book was, in fact, truly finished.
I saved it again the next day just to double-check that I hadn't been mistaken, and spent the following five days continuing to work on the website. Somewhere along the line, the idea struck me to give the story one last polish a final pass for spelling and grammar. So, I ran the PDF through the machine to identify any errors.
There was a massive number of them almost exclusively commas that had either been forgotten or misplaced. As I worked on correcting the text, a sense of dread began to rise within me.
It became clear that, by adding all those commas, I was actually increasing the text volume meaning I wouldn't be able to hit that 73.6 MB mark anymore.
And sure enough, that’s exactly what happened: the PDF now showed 73.7 MB.
Fuck...
That meant I had to keep going I had to hit that specific number.
Something wasn't absolutely perfect yet not quite ready for publication but what was it?
It quickly became clear that all the "I"s and "me"s were getting in the way.
Somehow, I hadn't noticed before just how self-centered my writing had been all along. So, I revised the text, swapping out the "I"s and "me"s for more neutral phrasing replacing them with "was" and "were," or simply cutting them out entirely whenever possible.
After many hours, the joy was immense at finally being able to view a final PDF a sign that I could at last move forward.
But no such luck; that would have been just too good to be true.
Anyway, here you can see my various attempts to sweet talk the system into finally letting me reach an ending.
But no matter how nicely I tried to save the file, it just wouldn't work.
Oh well things don't go the way *I* want them to, but rather the way the plan unfolds.
Since then, even more chapters have been added anyway.
Still, that feeling of being right on the verge of finishing the story was pretty awesome.
But it’s a process of constant learning; there is no end.
Since 2023, there have been several attempts to write a book about all the madness unfolding here.
However since the story was constantly shifting and expanding, and my writing skills still left much to be desired Several fresh starts were necessary to explain this complex subject in a way that was both simple and entertaining.
I must have had to start over from scratch at least six or seven times.
I was also preoccupied with many stories from my old neighborhood, which prompted me to embark on a journey. What transpired during this intuitive tour lent an absolutely mind-boggling validity to everything.
The otherworldly, incredible synchronicities that have haunted me over the past few years eventually evolved among other things into this "376-DNA Principle." Suddenly, everything made sense; it all became logical and meaningful. The fear that I might be suffering from a psychotic illness vanished completely.
Within just those few weeks alone, there were or so it felt hundreds of events pointing toward a genuine, otherworldly connection.
Every day, there were dozens of instances that entertained and instructed me. Today, it feels completely normal; but a year ago, it felt extremely schizophrenic to be grinning and bantering with an imaginary "brother" who reveals his presence solely through probabilities and the thoughts associated with them.
You can't grasp all this crazy stuff in a single day or even a week. It took years reaching all the way back to my childhood to make sense of it all.
The specter of mental illness always looms in the background and must be ruled out. But how can such a thing be ruled out?
Through mathematics. By calculating the connections between various events, a larger picture emerges.
When that picture finally came into focus around this time last year, I worked furiously on the book, determined to finish it.
Although the story continued to evolve and indeed is still evolving it was finally time to bring it to a close and, at long last, share this incredible tale with the world.
This screenshot shows the "376-DNA Coincidences" book folder. This folder serves as the central repository for all content and drafts. Nothing was deleted or renamed...
On March 14, 2025, I saved the book as a PDF for the first time specifically to get an AI assessment of the story.
After the AI had analyzed it generating a host of tasks to address the story was revised and further expanded.
Exactly two months later without having consciously timed it I saved it again.
This time, however, I was finished; it had a perfect ending one that couldn't have been any better and the writing style was deemed ready for publication.
So, the book was complete, and now two months later I wanted to generate a fresh PDF.
The first PDF had been smaller, as the final images hadn't been added yet; it weighed in at just 12.7 MB.
But the "final" PDF was significantly larger, presenting me with an unusually precise file size of 73.6 MB.
The probability of landing on that exact file size is just as unlikely as me hitting my target body weight of 73.6 kg a figure that had already been the subject of plenty of jokes.
I was only slightly surprised, and actually delighted to see a sign that the book was, in fact, truly finished.
I saved it again the next day just to double-check that I hadn't been mistaken, and spent the following five days continuing to work on the website. Somewhere along the line, the idea struck me to give the story one last polish a final pass for spelling and grammar. So, I ran the PDF through the machine to identify any errors.
There was a massive number of them almost exclusively commas that had either been forgotten or misplaced. As I worked on correcting the text, a sense of dread began to rise within me.
It became clear that, by adding all those commas, I was actually increasing the text volume meaning I wouldn't be able to hit that 73.6 MB mark anymore.
And sure enough, that’s exactly what happened: the PDF now showed 73.7 MB.
Fuck...
That meant I had to keep going I had to hit that specific number.
Something wasn't absolutely perfect yet not quite ready for publication but what was it?
It quickly became clear that all the "I"s and "me"s were getting in the way.
Somehow, I hadn't noticed before just how self-centered my writing had been all along. So, I revised the text, swapping out the "I"s and "me"s for more neutral phrasing replacing them with "was" and "were," or simply cutting them out entirely whenever possible.
After many hours, the joy was immense at finally being able to view a final PDF a sign that I could at last move forward.
But no such luck; that would have been just too good to be true.
Anyway, here you can see my various attempts to sweet talk the system into finally letting me reach an ending.
But no matter how nicely I tried to save the file, it just wouldn't work.
Oh well things don't go the way *I* want them to, but rather the way the plan unfolds.
Since then, even more chapters have been added anyway.
Still, that feeling of being right on the verge of finishing the story was pretty awesome.
But it’s a process of constant learning; there is no end.
