When I can’t sleep at night, I’ll put on a movie for awhile. I noticed that Prime features the film, The 355, has a twin 55 in it, so a twin heads upp, butt what really drew me in, was the 5 women in the theatrical poster ad.
As the film began to play, what then caught my eye, is that Jessica Chastain has a noticeable cleft chin, and so an addition to the recent “cleft chin” pattern cluster. Note from the films wiki page:
The title is derived from Agent 355, the codename of a female spy for the Patriots during the American Revolution
From the Culper Ring Wikipedia page we then arrive at:
Early in 1777, American Colonel Elias Dayton set up a spy network on Staten Island
Not only do we have a triple 777, butt the surname Dayton contains a cryptic communication that I find meaningful— “BIG DAY”!! I should say at this point, that TODAY is my BIG DAY— my BIRTHDAY, so this is an addition to the “Timely” pattern cluster. Note from Dayton’s wiki page:
Elias Dayton (May 1, 1737 – October 22, 1807)
His birthday contains a cryptic “May won”, my name being May, makes this particularly meaningful as well!! As well, note the “May 1/May won” connection that I wrote about at the sidebar of this blog.
The following cast of the film 355 stands out:
- Jessica Chastain (born March 24, 1977) as CIA officer Mason "Mace" Browne
- Édgar Ramírez (born 25 March 1977) as Luis Rojas, a DNI agent
- Jason Wong (born 24 March 1986) as Stevens, an associate of the 355
- Leo Staar (born 24 July 1986) as Grady, a CIA
- Arthur Blake (February 24, 1914 – March 24, 1985) as butler
- Syd Saylor (born Leo Sailor; March 24, 1895 – December 21, 1962) as baggage
Now THAT— her birthday, June 19, is meaningful in that it cropped up twice in my previous post re two other cast of the film Gaslight:
- Dame May Whitty (19 June 1865 – 29 May 1948) as Miss Bessie Thwaites
- Barbara Everest (19 June 1890 – 9 February 1968) as Elizabeth Tompkins
Sir George Everest (4 July 1790 – 1 December 1866)
Monday, July 13, 2009
Note this next excerpt from the post:
- My daughter Erin who was 5 years old at the time, was laying on the couch when she said to me, "mommy, there's a girl sucking her thumb in Grammy's painting". The painting pictured above was one of the few possessions that I had at the time, the only one that I had kept of the many that my mother had created over the years. It was one of the last that she would paint before she had fallen ill. When I was 8-9 years old my mom would seek help for depression... an unfortunate mistake that would lead to valium and hopeless addiction. After that, I would lose my mom pretty much until I was 22, at which time a new Psychiatrist at the hospital would send her to detox where she would be set free from the drug and come back to the world and to her family.
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