THE NAME ABOVE iL
Autobiography Dieter R. Fischer Book 9
4. Seeing 684 backwards
"There are sixty queens and eighty concubines - and virgin's without computers."
What's that all about? I hear you ask.
Since I ended the previous chapter with a quote from King Solomon, I thought I start with another. I replaced the word numbers with computer.
It may not mean anything, with or without the last word, but this verse in Songs of Solomon, Chapter 6, Verse 8 (Note the numbers) have a link to an airline. Take another look:
You see, as I write Australian has been through a very turbulent few days. One, our airline Virgin Blue is only just returning to normal, after serious disruptions caused by a computer malfunctions. Their staff had to operate services without computers (numbers). If it had anything to do with the numbers 6 8 ... that is debateable.
Three days before this writing, on 25th September, 100 000 plus fans sat at the edge of their seats at the MCG, the Melbourne Cricket Ground. It's Australia's largest stadium, where many sports take place. That Saturday was a big day in Australia's sporting calendar, the grand final football. Collingwood and St. Kilda were battling it out to win the game's biggest trophy for 2010.
However, after the final siren, instead of the jubilation of the winners, and the roaring noise of their fans fans, there was an eerie silence. The crowd was stunned at the result. In the history of Australian football, which is a high-scoring game, it only happened three times that the grand final resulted in a draw. That day both teams had scored 68 points.
The last time this had happened was in 1977. Who would have thought that it would happen 33 years later. Unfortunately, hence the stunned silence, there was not going to be a winner that day. Rules of the Australia Football League dictate that in such an event another game will have to be played the following week. To play on for a few more minutes or until one team scores, as they do in the real football (also called soccer), was not in the rules. And rules must be followed, even when they don't make sense.
Together with the numbers 6 and 8, long term readers of my website will know, I would automatically see that number in conjunction with a 4 to complete 4 8 6. This number has been synonymous with a bad decision by the Australian Government in 2006, giving the green light to the RU 486 abortion pill. What followed is history.
Readers may think I am trying to look for a link to 486 after the 68 all sporting result. I was not looking for it, but it came. The very next morning, one day late, I was reading 'Our Daily Bread' scripture reading. The main theme was faith. The text came from the often quoted chapter on faith, Hebrews 11. My bit of magic came in the additional reading - 'The Bible In One Year'. Here is what I saw:
Our Daily Bread - September 25, 2010 - Seeing Backward
But there was more. On the morning of this writing as I was eating breakfast I watched SUNRISE, the Channel Seven Breakfast Show. A St. Kilda football player was interviewed by the name of Lenny Hayes. He and defender Sam Fisher had been two of the stars in the football match that had ended in a 68 all draw.
The name HAYES, in my code read like HAY IT. This name took my mind to Hay NSW. What took place the night my son and I had driven through that town, is something I never forget, even if it was just cloud in the sky. It's all in Book 5, Chapter 27. Later God led me to see a direct link to Psalm 68, where God's name YAH is mentioned.
Take a look, how the number 33 suddenly comes onto the scene! (Remember, it's been 33 years since a VFL or AFL grand final had ended in a draw).
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As if it was all planned, as was thinking of Hay, on the screen appeared the weather man, Grant ...
gave his weather report. He was on location. Where? You guessed it - in Hay, New South Wales.
Friends, I write it as it was, as I experienced it. My alert brain did not miss another tiny clue, which I could link to the events of the cloud in sky. Straight after this segment an advertisement aired, as they do. Annoying as they are, sometimes the ads between programs are more entertaining than ...
Anyway, this morning I noticed it more than ever - a product that starts with CL and ends in TYNE. The packaging features a little grass, but mostly blue sky and ... clouds and the number 24.
The name Hay took me immediately to another location - Barwon Heads, Victoria. In a later chapter, God willing, I shall write more detail about this journey and what took me there. For the moment it's sufficient to show this photograph of the registration plate I took at Barwon Heads:
Barwon Heads VIC, Registration plate: HAY 001 - Oh, what a feeling ...
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Seven postcodes - from Penguin to Penola
Two noteworthy events occurred within a short time of publishing the first three chapters of this book. Within hours a large earthquake struck the Canterbury region of New Zealand's south island. Despite the force being equal (7.1) to that which devastated Haiti in January, no deaths were attributed to the quake and a relative small number were injured.
(Our relatives near Oxford, Canterbury, where I had spent 9 days in January, reported no damage).
During a 'numbers' moment it came to me to count the days between the time I celebrated my most unusual birthday, on Jan 30, and the time the earthquake struck on Father's Day 5/9. It was 216 days, very close to 31 weeks.
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Recently, during another aha-moment, I saw the word SON, again in a different light. I already had been stunned, when I realized how upside down all three letters in SON remain the same - SON becomes NOS.
Breaking SON into S and ON, it came to me that my story with numbers had started with 5, in digital form identical to the letter S. ON crystallized after an industrial dispute. A boss from hell interpreted one little word to trick us. That little word was ON.
Just now, a third variation of SON, a very obvious one, arrived at the gate of my brain: SO - N.
The second noteworthy event occurred a day after uploading my previous chapters. I had written about an earthquake in South Australia, measuring 4.2 on the Richter scale. Maybe it was this figure, the time 4.20 am, which made me examine a fatal car crash that occurred at that early hour on September 5th (Father's Day).
In the news it was reported that in a horrific early morning crash one teenager was killed, while another walked away without a scratch. My brain triggered the doubter inside me. Take a look, think and judge for yourself.
AdelaideNow, 5th Sept. 10)
Major Crash Sergeant McDonald points to the damage of the vehicle. Why waste words on damage - there's one dead and at least two seriously injured. Isn't it unusual, to have such a horror crash and the whole spectrum of human damage? One dead, two seriously injured, subsequently, one received minor injuries and one walked away unhurt.
Why is Sgt. McDonald not sure, if the victim had been thrown from the vehicle. Either a rescue worker dragged the body from the vehicle, or he was found outside. I would have thought that being thrown out of the crashed vehicle may have been not such a bad fate, considering it crashed tail-end up a tree.
If the engine was dislodged, it would have been catapulted toward the passengers in the vehicle.
How can a wheel become dislodged by scraping along an embankment, and why bother mentioning that the wheel rolled 30 metres away? Wheels can roll much further than that.
Why did the Sergeant mention the weather, when we are led to believe it was a stupid bunch of teenagers acting recklessly, and not the weather, which caused the tragedy. Male hormones out of control can cause havoc in any weather, rain, hail or shine.
As I looked at the online photo, which came with the article, more questions came:
Crash-scene Father's Day, 5/9/10 - Old Coach Road, Maslin Beach 5170
Where is the tree, which did the enormous damage to the rear of the vehicle?
I had contemplated taking a trip to Maslin Beach to check out the crash scene. But I had seen sufficiently in the photo to not bother.
Exactly one month earlier, however, I did take a trip down south. It was also because of a reported traffic death. A 13-year old boy had stepped carelessly from between two buses, and was run over and killed by a motorist.
It all sounded so plastic, when I heard the news reports. The boy was 13 years old. Both his surname and Christian name had been on my radar - Michael Benson. The suburb was Seaford Rise.
The crash happened on Monday August 2nd, but was again show-cased on the news the next day. Two days later on Thursday Aug 5th (note 8/5) I pedalled my GIANT into the city to take the train to Noarlunga.
En route, rather impulsively, I called into Christ Church, North Adelaide. In the reception area I noticed, surprise, surprise, a young man, who I had known well years earlier. Only then did I learn that he was a staff member at that church. His name would come up again that day. The express train from Adelaide Railway station left at 11.28 AM.
From television pictures I identified a building, what to look for to find the bus stop, where the young boy was reported to have lost his life. It was easy to locate. How my mind stirred, when I noticed that the accident had happened on bus stop - 85. It was August 5.
Looking at the crash scene, I saw nothing outstanding. I found it hard to understand, how the tragedy could have happened. The road is part of a shopping precinct and barely 300 metres long. With a T-intersection at each end it would be hard for vehicles to pick up excessive speed. But then, a pedestrian could be killed by a vehicle travelling at only 25 km/h (15 mph).
After taking a few photos I went to a nearby fast-food restaurant to have a burger. I picked up a newspapers to have a read. That was a mistake. I saw things. A writer by the name of Alistair had written a letter to the editor. His Christian name was the same as the young man I had bumped into for the first time in years at the Christ Church.
The subject of the gentleman's letter was the accident, the scene which I was there to look over.
The Advertiser Newspaper - 8/5/2010 (August 5)
Letters to the Advertiser: Subject: Devastating death
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Do you get the message? Somebody does not like Junk Mail !
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One of the most common sins in today's corrupt society is lying. Why do people tell lies? Some say they only tell lies to get out of trouble. (Does this mean some tell lies for the sheer fun of it?)
Other clever liars paint over their falsehood, giving lies a colour - white lie. As if this somehow would make it less of an offence. The trouble with white lies - they gradually change colour until the liar becomes convinced black is white and white is black.
Children must be confronted early, if found engaging in such destructive behaviour. Needless to say, parents must be absolutely truthful themselves. Children can detect very early in life, when a parent bends the truth.
The ABC's Media Watch program on Monday 27/9/10 devoted the entire program to expose one blatant deception. It is alleged a TV Channel Seven journalist (MD) posed as an Australian mining executive and travelled to New Dehli, India.
He had arranged to meet an Indian explosives company executive to buy explosives for his mining company. However, right from the start the reporter was on a mission to 'test' the security surrounding the Commonwealth Games, which begin on the day of uploading this chapter (3.10.10). How easy would it be to smuggle a bomb into the New Dehli Commonwealth Games venue?
The unsuspecting Indian seller of explosive equipment did not wake up to the game, even when his 'customer' arrived with a TV camera. (Unless the camera was hidden). Footage of a suitcase, filled with equipment to detonate a bomb, was shown. It included a live demonstration of a small blast, making the whole story very plausible.
The deception, uncovered by Media Watch, continued. The TV journalist was filmed walking unchallenged past a 'check-point' pulling along the suitcase, which viewers had seen earlier containing wires, detonators etc.
According to Media Watch, the alleged security check point was merely a roadblock, redirecting unauthorized motor vehicles. It was not a security check point at all.
The second deception was the suitcase itself. The journalist had not bought explosives at all, instead persuaded his business partner to sell him the suitcase. Media Watch alleges the reporter was pulling along an empty suitcase.
The story by MD, Channel Seven's New Dehli hero, created concern all over the world. It made the job of Games organizers even harder, as if a collapsing pedestrian bridge was not enough of a problem.
How many viewers were fooled?
Had there really been explosive equipment in the suitcase, and the reporter caught trying to pass a real security check-point, who knows what authorities would have done with him?
Viewing this episode of Media Watch stirred my spirit. False reporting, and/or telling only half of the facts, contributed to sending Peter Liddy behind bars; no doubt in my mind about that.
The stone walling by our Attorney-General and Member of Parliament is beyond belief, even after I had earlier in the year made another effort highlighting Peters case. I sent copies of the damning document. How long can one keep turning a blind eye to evidence, written in black and white. Perhaps I should have changed the font to red? Written in red may have made more of an impact.
Here is my message to the ABC's Media Watch, calling once again for truth and justice.
Friends, what is the real message behind my writing, my demand that truth be told in the media?
Beneath the morbid picture above (the skeleton letterbox) I could have written this scripture from the bible:
To tell lies is a sin. It violates the ninth commandment. It may be far away, but it could also be only a short time, before lies told will bear its bitter fruit. The white lie told to save the day, may bite back and ruin a whole life.
But, thank God for God's buts. Verse 23 in Romans does not end in the word death:
The choice is yours!