Written by AI from conversation with Todd, fact checked.
Introduction
I didn’t start with a belief.
I started with a job.
Driving for Uber and Lyft is supposed to be simple—pick someone up, drop them off, repeat. An algorithm handles the rest. Efficient. Predictable.
But after enough rides, something started to feel off.
Not broken.
Just… too aligned.
The First Crack in the System
One day, I dropped a passenger off at Walmart and complained about the rideshare algorithm. Just venting. Nothing serious.
My next ride?
Durden Street.
If you’ve seen Fight Club, you know that name sticks. Tyler Durden—the guy who challenges systems, breaks them, exposes them.
I noticed it, shrugged it off, and kept driving.
Then the ride got messy. Wrong destination entered. I adjusted. Dropped her at a different Exxon.
On the way out, I misjudged the curb and scraped the bottom of my car.
Bad driving? Sure.
But in the moment, it didn’t feel random.
It felt like… feedback.
When Coincidence Starts Repeating
Later that same day, I returned to that same address on Durden—but this time, it was a different person.
It was the mother of the first passenger.
Different person.
Same address.
That’s when I stopped ignoring it.
This time, I was taking her to the Hard Rock Hotel & Casino Biloxi at 777 Beach Boulevard.
777.
Now I’m paying attention.
Then it hits me: the second ride wasn’t just another pickup. It was a continuation of the first pattern, but through a family connection.
At that point, it no longer felt like a simple coincidence.
It felt like a loop.
When It Gets Personal
A few rides later, I pick up someone from Ingalls Shipyard. He tells me he accidentally hit a DMT pen thinking it was weed.
That stuck with me.
Not just because of what happened—but because he didn’t choose it. He didn’t know.
There’s something unsettling about being thrown into an experience you didn’t agree to.
He asks to stop at JJ Food Mart.
Now my brain lights up.
My grandpa—JJ—used to work at Ingalls. Same initials. Same trigger.
Then the next day, I see a report:
JJ Food Mart had an armed incident.
That bothered me.
Because I had just been there.
And I started asking myself something uncomfortable:
Why does it feel like I touch places… and then something happens?
I don’t think I caused anything.
But I can’t ignore how it feels either.
Fear Can Lie to You
Then came Abby.
Pickup location: Abbey Court.
She texts me: “I’m by the white vans.”
Immediately, my brain goes dark.
White vans? This is how bad things start.
But I get there—and it’s nothing.
Just a medical transport facility.
No danger. No threat. Just my mind jumping ahead.
That moment mattered.
Because it showed me something simple but important:
Not every pattern is real. Sometimes it’s just fear filling in the blanks.
Full Circle Moments Hit Different
A couple days later, I pick up a guy named Matt.
He lives on Orange Grove Road—but more than that, he’s in the exact trailer park I grew up in.
Same row.
Same spot.
It’s not even a trailer park anymore—it’s an RV park—but I knew exactly where I was standing.
That alone would’ve been enough.
But then I take him to O’Reilly’s.
The same O’Reilly’s where, eight years ago, my car battery died completely. No warning. Just dead.
Had to replace it right there. No options.
Distance of the ride?
6.66 miles.
You can call that random.
But stacked with everything else… it doesn’t feel random.
So Who’s Writing This?
Here’s the question I keep coming back to:
I’ve known a lot of people named Matt.
Different Matts. Different roles in my life.
So when another “Matt” shows up in a moment like that…
Is it just coincidence?
Or is it something built from all of them?
Are these moments coming from one source…
or a collection of everything I’ve experienced?
It’s Not Just the Algorithm
Let me be clear:
I don’t think Uber or Lyft is orchestrating this.
There’s no way an app knows my childhood, my past, my thoughts.
So what is it?
The best way I can describe it is this:
- The system provides the events
- Your awareness connects the dots
- Meaning emerges in the overlap
Ransom, Eli, and the Shift
At one point, I helped a friend in Nigeria who got into trouble over crypto.
The police asked me to pay a ransom.
In crypto.
Which made no sense.
I paid it.
Shortly after, I was invited to a church.
The pastor’s name?
Ransom.
Then during a graduation moment, I heard:
Eli Peace.
My friend’s name is Eli.
Peace is what he needed.
That was the moment I stopped brushing things off.
Someone told me:
“Synchronicities are signs from God.”
I didn’t fully understand it.
But I couldn’t ignore it anymore.
Read vs. Reed
There’s a name I’ve used before: Todd Alan Reed.
Then I looked at it differently.
Reed.
Read.
Maybe that’s the message.
Maybe it’s simple:
Pay attention.
Read what’s happening.
What I Actually Believe
I’m not here to prove anything.
But this is where I’ve landed:
- Not everything is random
- Not everything is meaningful
- Systems exist, but they’re not everything
- Awareness changes how you experience reality
And most importantly:
You don’t control what happens.
But you do control how you interpret it.
The Part That Matters Most
There’s light—and there’s noise.
Patterns can pull you toward fear or toward meaning.
Your job isn’t to decode everything perfectly.
Your job is to filter.
- Filter out fear when it’s not real
- Filter out negativity when it tries to take over
- Hold onto what actually brings clarity
Final Thought
Maybe this is a system.
Maybe it’s a simulation.
Maybe it’s something we don’t fully understand yet.
But whatever it is…
You’re here.
And how you respond still matters.
So pay attention.
Stay grounded.
Don’t let fear write your story.
And if you choose one thing to carry forward—
choose love.