" Synchromysticism:
The art of realizing meaningful coincidence in the seemingly mundane with mystical or esoteric significance."

- Jake Kotze

April 8, 2013

Black Rock and Higher Consciousness?

I was going to end this post with just the 42 degrees rainbow picture, but thought something was missing.
I go over to Synchrosecrets and see this post,
The Nature of Synchronicity
which has just gone up about
"Often we find that the timing of these messages, people, and things relate directly to current issues in our lives or information that we are presently in need of.
 Think about your life and the amazing ways that things have come together for you: the chance meetings with people that reveal just the information you had been looking for...
Life Awakening


  1. Hi Darren,

    a little bit off topic:
    Do you remember the Sync with the Game Fortuna (four two) Dusseldorf vs Frankfurt?
    Christoph Waltz/Dr. King Shultz is a former dentist from Dusseldorf in Django Unchained.
    the Dentist & the Mirror

    Dentists always use Mirrors to look inside us and to see the Hidden (the Black Holes).
    Maybe it is worth to chase this Track.


  2. Well here's a big sync for you Foxi,
    my real surname should be Schultz,but my father's mother remarried during WWII and since Schultz is a German
    (as well as Jewish)name they thought it best if my father took his step-father's name (hence the Darren B)which is of Irish origin.
    Also my father's father's side of the family came from MΓΌnchhausen in Germany which is not far from both of those cities you mention in your comment.

    I am not a dentist though and nor is my father.-)

  3. Very interesting

    Two Days ago i mentioned in a Tweet to NexusofSync the famous Baron MΓΌnchhausen.

    Os latin for Mouth
    The lies come out from the mouth.

  4. I've got the movie of
    "Baron MΓΌnchhausen"
    somewhere on the shelf around here.
    It's funny that the time you posted your last comment was 4:24.
    If you have been following my blog you would know that 424 was the number of the cab my father used to own and drive.