Having just talked about coincidences, now is a good time for reposting content about the gematria Doctrine of Close Enough. This could also be called the Doctrine of Being Less Wrong. Left with failed predictions that need backpedaling or a cover story to distract from the stink of failure, newbie gematria users are inundated with being close enough is better than being outright wrong.
Mathematically, 2+2=4. If your answer sheet has anything other than 4, it’s wrong. It doesn’t matter if you answered 5 or 22 or 104. A mathematical minded person might consider 5 to be less wrong since it’s closer to 4. Or 22 might be less wrong since it’s pretty obvious what the mistake was. And they might dismiss 104 outright as a, “How the hell did you get THAT?!” response. To the gematria newbie, they can identify that they have the wrong answer, but there’s no chance of growing and learning and getting the correct answer the next time. Each and every response to “What is 2+2” can be justified as less wrong through post mortem analysis.
The timing of coincidences is a tricky thing, where there’s an ill defined time frame between event one and event two. Our brains trick themselves enough, and we really don’t need some grifter trying to muddy the waters even more. We can and due process what we personally consider a remarkable coincidence without nudging from outside sources. The conspiracy grifter wants you to think that everything is not a coincidence, that evil forces outside your control are pulling the strings, and with their deity level power level they have no choice but to continually prove how petty they are instead of doing something more remarkably, and statistically significantly, evil.
Although ill defined, the time period of events that events may or may not be coincidental is about one day. Not within seconds or minutes or hours, but a full day. And maybe, just maybe you can get away with up to several days. The reason for one day? The daily bad news. The tiny insignificant numbers will always be there every day. The daily post mortem analysis waits until the actual bad news has already happened. Actual predictions are avoided as much as possible, because unless you want to spend the energy on covering up your failure you get tired of being wrong all the time. Enter the Doctrine of Close Enough to save your brain from dealing with failure.
On the other side, you can’t go back too far in time and declare coincidences. Predicting the death of Queen Elizabeth years in advance of the actual death is not close enough. And in a not terribly well thought out series of blog posts that are still up on Fee to Find Misinformation (at least in the archived forms), Hubbard was in the habit of predicting the death of the Queen every year for many years in a row. The way to bypass getting called out for this is first and obviously, don’t pin yourself down to making a specific prediction that’s going to be wrong, and second use the lingo. Long term post mortem analysis is not referred to as a matter of coincidence. It’s a ritual. When the Queen dies and the daily bad news complete with its particular set of tiny numbers is reported, declare it a ritual. Brooks Robinson died. That’s a ritual sacrifice for the entire 104th NFL season. This bad news - that’s an eclipse ritual. That bad news - a sign that something is brewing in bitcoin. Other bad news - Obama is the Antichrist, and if you’re not talking about the Antichrist without talking about ritual sacrifices, just what the hell is wrong with you? Have we taught you nothing. Make no mistake, when the word ritual is thrown around in a gematria setting it’s really talking about if something is a coincidence or not. And the cognitively impaired can’t make that connection because it doesn’t involve two and three digit numbers.
The most overused aspect of the Doctrine of Close Enough is date numerology. Everything that is one day off is close enough. Some calculators will even let you pick date numerology (which isn’t even gematria) that includes or does not include the end date in a span of days. This reinforces the daily bad news cycle and being less wrong mentality. Morbidly, when a celebrity hospitalization is announced there’s always some newbie who gets the bright idea to gematrify their data and predict a date they will actually croak. And then wait it out as others, all trying to impress their clique cult leader create equally wrong death dates in the quest to be less wrong than the other predictors. It should be noted here that to aid them in their quest, every single month has multiple kill dates. Days where the date numerology equals the gematria of words like KILL, MURDER, RITUAL (with or without SACRIFICE), DEATH, etc….
These things are far easier to do after the fact. If you’re not doing sports decodes after the fact, the celebrity death predictions are a good way to supplement your need to dwell in negativity. Every single notable celebrity that passes away has multiple decodes of how it ties into something evil. These are all equally wrong as the tiny insignificant numbers have nothing to do with it, even if an evil empire was involved. They just superficially have some that look less wrong than others.
People are assholes. We would much rather dwell on the morbid aspects of death than trying to analyze coincidences bringing up happy, nostalgic memories of wedding days or graduation or first kisses. And to people that don’t get a lot of positive reinforcement from others because their thoughts are not the same as the “normies”, there’s an opportunity to create a temporary fuzzy warm place of being less wrong than other people with bad ideas.
Individual sports games are a traditional outlet for being close enough. For example, Hubbard will do the same thing a lot of non gematria sports pick grifters do - the hedge bet. You might have picked the winner of the game wrong, but you picked the star receiver to get two touchdown receptions. Close enough. The Bengals lost. But the day before Clemson won. You didn’t even put out a weak and vague prediction on the college games, but they’re both tigers. Close enough. (By the way, that one is just an example and not a known misfire). Brooks Robinson didn’t play football, but he died, his city matches the team I intend to milk this season and with a number I’ve mentioned. Close enough. Of course it’s a number you mentioned. You’ve mentioned all of the small numbers. Some are just less wrong than others.
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