What I’m about to tell you, dear friends, may seem ludicrous. At first, I thought it too, just my own feeble mind playing tricks on me as well. But as time went by, it turns up rather too often for me to be able to dismiss it anymore, much less… ignore it. I wish to be unbothered by it, really. However, just like everything else in this world; it just won’t leave me alone. But before I proceed to what I’m actually talking about, just know that if the question posed before me is; whether am I a person of science, or a person of faith even before all this, I’d tell you that that, is a question I’d rather not answer. But if I had to, I’d say the latter, and by a far stretch even, it’s one I’m constantly struggling to question to my own acceptance. So yes, I’ve always been a person of faith in a higher power. However fallible that may be; it’s not by an innate inclination I should think, but rather, simply by the various experiences and circumstances that have been present and brought to me in this lifetime. But those I don’t really care to share.

It’s not important. But here’s what I’m about to tell you, that might serve some interest.

It all first began happening to me about 3 years ago, that whenever I looked at the (digital) time on my mobile phone or computer, more often than not, it would always read 11:11, be it in the morning or at night. For the first few times, I’d go, ‘Hey… that’s weird.’ But as it kept occurring over and over again within a short span of time, I thought that perhaps… I was going insane.

I started seeing 1:11, 2:22, 3:33, 4:44, or 5:55 too, though these be seldom the case. Most times, it’d be 11:11. This went on for a while, and it started to faze me quite a bit. I mean by now, this is by no chance, mere randomness at work here, is it? I don't think any kind of subliminal process is possible as well.... I really couldn’t know, and this grew to be quite unsettling.

So one day, I didn’t know why, but something compelled me to google it. Oh yea. I fucking googled it. I was reluctant at first, as I thought that doing that by itself was a question into my own sanity. But I did it anyway, what did I have to lose? Perhaps sanity is something that is over-rated these days. So honestly, I wasn’t expecting to find anything even remotely close to what I didn’t know what I was expecting not to find in the first place…….. If you needed to re-read that line, I’m sorry. But, who knew......... I found something.

I was shocked, afraid even; to realise that I had perhaps dug and discovered my way into what presented itself so creepily as something I can only say as… preternatural. Now, there was no turning back.

You see, it turns out; that there were dozens of websites dedicated to this ‘phenomenon’, as they like to call it. And I learned, that there were people all over the world who experience this shite too. Had I been unsettled before, now, my hair really stood. Never mind the various complex explanations of 11:11, (I couldn’t really understand it all fully...) I just didn’t know if it intrigued, or relieved me more to the fact, that I wasn’t the only one. Either way, I told myself… that I didn’t want to be a part of this bullshit anymore.

So shortly after finding out about 11:11, I was more aware every time I looked at the time now. And as it turns out, the more I was expecting to see 11:11, it never showed up anymore. I was somewhat relived. So for a good period of time after, since I could not buy what these websites were saying; that it was a spiritual part of one's being that went attuned for a while as they so claimed, I affirmed to myself, that it was a psychological part of me that went astray for a while instead.

So like I said, I stopped seeing it once I became aware of this 11:11. But just when I thought that my sanity had been safely returned to me at last…............…., it fucking starts all over again, and it’s been happening on and off like this over the years. I've told a few friends about this..................... and they have since stopped seeing me.

If you think I’m crazy, well so did I. But this happens way too often, and somehow, as much as I’m reluctant to, I find myself very unhinged… and just somewhat… slowly inclining to believe that there is something more to this that I can't (and perhaps never will) understand. It is something I just can’t describe… All I can say is, it just cannot be measured by randomness anymore. It goes beyond it. And the thing… that I also can’t help but notice is this; 11:11 somehow only occurs during significant points in my life. It's not something I can elaborate with great depth, but do take my word for it.

Don’t say crazy. Just google 11:11.

The last thing I’d want, is for people to think I’m a fucking nut job. God knows I have a hard time doing that already. All I’m saying is, I’ve been made to wonder many a times how the things in this world seek to take away what decency of a normal life I always think I ought to have left. And sometimes it makes me want to kill myself.

So if you happen to be someone who experiences 11:11 too, just know that you are not alone. And should you feel a pulsating need to e-mail me to share your thoughts, so we might relish in this cult phenomenon together, I’d tell you to go fuck yourself.