Okay, so yesterday I got this wild idea stuck in my head – what if angels actually drop legit lottery numbers every night? Like, actual playable digits floating around in the universe. Skeptical? Yeah, totally was. But hey, decided to test it myself for a whole week.
Setting Up My Angle
First, grabbed my grandma’s dusty pendulum from the attic. Figured if anything could catch angelic vibes, it’s this old thing. Cleaned it with some tap water, no fancy rituals. Then laid out a massive number grid from 0 to 9 on my coffee table using sticky notes. Looked ridiculous, but whatever.
My Nightly Routine
- 8:00 PM sharp: Killed all lights, lit one cheap vanilla candle (the smelly dollar store kind)
- No meditation crap: Just held the pendulum dead still over the center and mumbled “alright angels, do your thing.”
- The wobbly part: Waited till the pendulum swung hard toward a number, scribbled it down in my pizza-stained notebook
- Repeat six times: Yeah, took forever. Pendulum kept dragging over 4 and 7 like they were magnets.
Got last night’s sequence: 4 – 7 – 1 – 0 – 3 – 7. Honestly? Felt like I was forcing it. Thought maybe my hand was twitching from caffeine shakes.
The Proof Hunt
Woke up early just to check state lottery draw archives online. Scrolled through – bam. Last night’s actual winning numbers popped up: 4 – 7 – 1 – 0 – 3 – 7. Exact damn match. My cereal spoon froze mid-air. Felt that weird goosebump crawl up my neck.
Still skeptical though. Could be insane luck. Or angels actually like messing with lottery systems. Either way, doing this every night this week. Pendulum’s hanging on my lamp now, looking all smug. Tonight’s numbers? Already jotted down. Won’t spoil it here – check back tomorrow if you wanna see if it happens again.