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“The critics who can’t break you…
They somehow help to make you”

-Morrissey

Of course, Morrissey was referring to those music critics gleefully churning out haughty disdain for lack of any originality or talent of their own. We might stretch the idea of the “critic” to encompass any and all factors in our life which act to threaten, crush and hold us down.

But if they can’t break us…they “unwittingly make us.”

Blake put it perfectly when he penned his classic line: “Opposition is True Friendship.”

I don’t think we inclined-or designed-to shake such a hand with a nonchalant smile. The Opposition hurts and can induce depression (in which activity slows and withers). However, this insight is given to us from an “Author in Eternity,” as Blake stated in his epic, Jerusalem. It’s the aerial view. The view of the Gamer who plays within and without the fray at the same time. I alluded to this approach in my book ORBIT where I spoke of utilizing first person shooter gamespace to practice killing without aggression. One no longer fires a weapon with reactive anger but touches frenetic foes as the Zen Master touches the appearance of thought in meditation…and sends it off like a blown dandelion.

Of course, the Critic may, indeed, appear as some snot writing for a music rag. Such hacks were quick to direct their daggers toward a British punk band called The Adverts. It could have been a devastating blow for frontman TV Smith were he not made of sterner stuff than any of these fools could have guessed.

Some readers here may be familiar with The Adverts and fondly recall when they crossed the Red Sea. For those who aren’t, an hour of your human life will be well spent watching the BBC documentary WE WHO WAIT.

TV Smith saw his Path and no Maker-Breaker armed with a typewriter and limp-wristed arrogance was going to say Nay. On one hand, he proved his Vision true when he rose to recognition and power with The Explorers. On the other, the fickle finger of the Industry decided, in a drunken mood, to flick him from the spotlight and into unemployment.

The real fire rises when TV picks up his guitar and goes it on his own. Don’t need the labels and don’t need anyone’s benediction. What he does afterwards is a soaring upward climb. Poetry and passion knocks back a Stim-Pack and showers down brilliance. More guts and glory than anything offered by the Machine for our increasingly numbed and dumbed-down world to consume.

This isn’t a story about the music world. It’s YOUR story. Vision can ALWAYS override the Critic. The World can’t kill it. Age can’t weaken its power.

It is “In the World but not of It.”

Watch TV. He’ll show you how it’s done.

 

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Stars For Brains

 

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The Greatest Trump

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As an American, not at all unique in struggling through the daily round of tackling the challenges of basic survival on the “ground level,” it is tempting to comment on the Presidency of Donald Trump.

A number of folks I know have plenty to say. Social media provides a wonderful outlet to post memes and spew venom into the wind.

It makes us feel momentarily empowered but is, in reality, a pointless exercise in futility.

I know of certain “Spiritual Authorities” who are now weighing in on Trump’s latest tweets on Mika’s face-lift.

Really?

There really is an invisible and unknown Brotherhood of Light moving through this World. They are not to be found on Facebook and the only way to contact them is to BECOME ONE OF THEM.

They are not surprised by Trump. They are not enraged. They are well-trained in avoiding the seduction game and they operate from the Knowing that “The Empire Never Ended.”

There are a lot of people who hate Trump. It’s funny. If he simply remained a wealthy celebrity, they would have as much animosity toward his person as they do Hugh Hefner.

Trump is not your problem.

The Black Iron Prison is your problem. The Dark Satanic Mills…these are your problem.

And who presides over these?

This generation will be washed over with the blood of the innocent as have all generations before us.

Don’t expect more from the next. You’ll get as much as we got from the 60’s.

I understand that certain musicians have made controversial videos where Trump is assaulted.

Everyone is making so much bank off of the Trump brand. Get behind him. Be outraged. It’s all Time. And Time is Money. And Money is BLOOD.

Or get off the train.

Our dearly departed Saints and Sages trace their biographies through a pool of gore. We get the icons. They got the sword, axe and spear.

We are working on the next steps along the Numisgnostic Path. On this Royal Road, we will fall, by bullet or final bedridden breath on the deathbed. Either way, the physical form will fail and fade.

The Heart goes on.

We enter this World and vibe with certain records of those who have gone before. They were destroyed by the Kings of this World and they relinquished their mortality.

Injustice pissed on their graves. And their Souls sailed into the Kingdom.

We are not here to be rattled like an ant mound struck with a stick when Donald Trump tweets about this or that.

Jesus (who Blake wrote is nothing less than The Divine Imagination) told us that we are In The World but not OF IT.

Render unto Caesar what is Caesar’s…and to GOD what is GOD’s.

We make a choice. We turn our focus toward the Highest and Best. No one makes it out alive.

Except for the Living Soul.

I can comment no further on the Presidency of Donald Trump. We’re going to suffer and we’re going to die. Along the Way, we are given an opportunity to rub the sleep from our eyes and wake to what we truly ARE.

You weren’t born to freak out over a Tweet or what CNN headlines for your attention.

If you can read these words, you are a vital, breathing, living and wondrous Being carrying the Big Being through Time for the sake of Love.

We wish you Power and Godspeed.

And we know the Agony of this “Cruel Experiment.”

We will recall the words of Killing Joke:

“The Struggle is hard…the Struggle is long…the Struggle is…

BEAUTIFUL.”

Cut through the slogans and get off the media train.

A woman I know, someone who epitomizes the hard working American struggling to make ends meet, once said to me:

“There is always time to make something nice.”

While certain mystified aspirants are taken with exotic mantras (usually in foreign languages) and exercises, this statement is an ultimate “Wake Up” exercise.

You’ve got NOW. Can you make something NICE?

The Greater Arcana of the Tarot have sometimes been referred to as The Greater Trumps.

These are the Stages of Initiation on your Path from “Clod to God.”

Which of these Trumps is Greatest?

You’ll find out-and you’ll know it to be YOU.

The Corrosion Corp will resume activity momentarily. We are cells in the Brain of God. And through the Times and Trends, God is stretching and waking up into Creation.

It has been hard.

It has been long.

And it is Beautiful.

-Hoodoo

 

EVERY MAN AND EVERY WOMAN IS A STARFISH

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The House of Peace by Kyle Fite

Although we’ve undergone a period of silence in our reporting, the Space Hoodoo Numisgnostic Lab remains operative and in full swing.

Most recently, we visited with a dear friend who is preparing for his passage from this world to the next. Despite a body eaten up with cancer and painfully dissolving day by day, he remained cheerful and clear in his Faith, happy to see us and falling asleep to dream of his Father in Heaven.

That evening, we found a Penny on the pavement. It was immediately associated with our visit and asked us to flip it.

As our friend is a devout member of the Baha’i Faith, I worked with ink and watercolor to depict the image of the Baha’i Ringstone. In the center, we placed the coin connected with our visit and presented it to him on his first day at Hospice Inpatient Care.

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The Baha’i Ringstone, depicting the Connection of the “Above” with the “Below” through the flowing of the Holy Spirit

There will be more to this story down the line but I think it’s a small example of how Numisgnostic Magnetism happens and how a Talisman can be simply made “on the spot.”

My 11 year old, who is also part of the Corrosion Corp, was gifted during this time with an artflip I had prepared for him as part of an ongoing video game series.

I had also just cashed in a glass jalapeno jar filled with searched pennies and received payment from the bank in 18 new rolls. There was no slackin’ and we got crackin’.

From the first roll, my son immediately plucked a wheat (I swear, he has the magical ability to materialize these just because he wants ’em). My own roll yieled up a 1990 penny from…the Bahamas. Although my tired eyes are increasingly loupe-reliant, I could tell from a glance at my freshly spilled pile of pennies that “one of these things is not like the others.” Occasionally, a Canadian cent will sneak into a bank roll but a coin from the Bahamas?

A first for us…and fit to flip.

Alongside this was a 1969 D with the oddest mint mark placement I’ve seen. Set it aside for further research.

Coin work can be a lonely affair, the intrepid numismatic sorting and searching in silence as time stretches long past the witching hour.

Or it can be a party.

In our case, party it was. Lots of fun talk as we worked our way through coinage and filled gaps in the Whitman folders. This led to discussion of oxidation, cleaning copper and Picasso sending his kids to pee on his sculptures (which, of course, could only lead to internet research on how to rainbow coins with a blowtorch…subsequent science experiments immediately followed!).

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Yes, if you give an enthusiastic 11 year old coin collector a pair of pliers and a butane lighter, this may happen!

To enter the World of Numisgnosis is easy. One simply has to take an interest in coins.

That’s it.

In our Bahamas Starfish, I saw a wonderful relief expressing the Vision mystic Aleister Crowley had in New Hampshire:

“I lost consciousness of everything but an universal space in which were innumerable bright points, and I realized that this was a physical representation of the universe, in what I may call its essential structure. Nothingness, with twinkles…but what twinkles!

He goes on to elaborate his vision (see his “Yoga for Yellowbellies”) and the stunning wonder he beheld, I saw in this small bit of metal.

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“A World in a Grain of Sand.”

Not too shabby for a night at the table with a few rolls of coins.

We all swim in a Sea of Stars and may always find the Great in the Small.

-Hoodoo

MAHAKALA DHARMA DEFENDER

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Mahakala Dharma Defender Artflip Talisman

At Space Hoodoo HQ, we have created a small talisman which serves the Dharma through its Transmutative Tendency. This is the Mahakala DD Artflip.

In previous blogs, we’ve discussed how coins acquire a build up of energy over years of contact with numerous environments and situations. The more intense the energy field, the more of an imprint is left within the coin. Such fields of experience may include the joyful and ecstatic but more often than not, they are vivified by intense fear and anger.

Of all objects, most coins would befuddle any attempt at psychometric investigation. There is simply too much information as most loose change tends to be “on the move,” changing hands and changing lanes.

Coins route all of this incoming energy into chambers corresponding to energy level and type. The dominant “coloration” of each coin gives it a unique energetic signature-and THIS is what may be psychometrically divined. For this purpose, Astrological language and symbol is highly practical. Thus, we may regard a particular coin as being predominantly Mercurial, Venusian, Martial and so forth.

Most coins we will encounter are of the Martial variety.

To make practical use of this fact, we chose the image of Mahakala to serve as a Transmutative Agent whereby the coin’s energy signature may function as a type of battery for the empowerment of Dharma Defense within the consciousness of its carrier.

Mahakala is an impressive Deity venerated in many Eastern Schools. As consort of Kali, he is most absolutely a Fierce God, a Destroyer. He is, from this standpoint, the epitome of the Martial. This power, however, typifies the vanquishing effects of TIME. In this regard, we may find a strong Saturnian energy present. On an even deeper level, the Mahakala is just that: Maha (BEYOND) Kala (TIME). The tearing down of that which is subject to time tends toward the Gnosis which is Beyond Time.

This artflip is intended for display on an active altar or within a shrine. It may carried upon one’s person to maintain contact with the Trans-Plutonic Consciousness which is to say, the Dharma. As a radionic device, it is meant to attract, absorb and transmute the five Kleshas into the five Wisdoms.

This object is hand crafted to order. Each coin is selected from our collection and placed in an artflip painted specifically for you.

The Mahakala DD Artflip is being offered at $25. To carry it with awareness is to take the Middle Way (Mahayana) between Form and Void, to be “In the World but not OF IT.” As we are busy with numerous projects and each Artflip is made by hand, we cannot guarantee that this item will be offered indefinitely. Please contact us as to availability.

Form or Void? It Depends…

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When the historic Buddha died, he left behind two bodies, the Form Body and the Dharma Body. The former was his physical vehicle and, by extension, included those material objects closely connected to it, such as his robe or begging bowl. For his surviving followers, these items were regarded as a vital link to the Enlightened One and became objects of veneration.

The Dharma Body, on the other hand, was far less material. This Body was comprised of the teachings of the Buddha. However, the idea that the Dharma Body was merely a collection of Sutras misses the point. The Sutras are an expression of the Enlightenment of the Buddha and, therefore, the Dharma Body is that very Enlightenment Itself.

Because this is the case, veneration of objects or the so-called “Form Body” may seem a bit absurd. After all, the Enlightenment of the Buddha has declared that Form is Void.

However, that same Enlightenment also declared that Void is Form. Yet if this true, we may ask if some Forms are more Void than others. And then we might as well just sit down and take the brass knuckles of the Buddha’s Fist square in the jaw. It’s ALL Void, from the scrap of loincloth supposedly worn beneath the Bodhi Tree to the Chicken Nuggets handed out through a drive-through window in a bag made from 90% recycled paper.

I find it quite ironic that Zen Patriarch Hui Neng communicated all of this so clearly and yet his followers mummified his body to worship!

If you cannot understand your own flesh and blood as the Form Body of the Buddha, you will never touch the Form Body…which is also the Void Body….which is No Body, at all.

The Lifespan Chapter of the Lotus Sutra lays out the situation. The historic Buddha (Shakyamuni, Guatama, Siddartha etc), was not THE Buddha but simply a Spacetime Manifestation of the Thus Come One who has endured from countless ages past. When the Thus Come One reveals his Lifespan in the Lotus Sutra, we understand “Buddha” to mean something much more than a historical personage. “The Buddha” is the True Entity of Life Itself which must be present in All Life. As the T’ien T’ai school teaches the Oneness of Life and its Environment (and Environment also encompasses the subjectivity of perception), we seek in vain for a Realization of the Buddha outside ourselves.

This simplicity, however, seems to be too much for most people and, as a result, we find humans venerating other humans as somehow superior to themselves. True Teachers attempt to guide the hungering souls around them into this Wisdom but it’s all but impossible. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve heard human parrots talking about how “Swami X wants us to think for ourselves.”

Of course, Swami X would be put out of business and have to resort to the begging bowl if his followers ever did just this. You can’t have an Ashram full of Gurus.

Hence, the Invisibles, the “Trashman Grand Master” ala Hesse’s Journey to the East, The Rosicrucians (who aren’t wont to advertise themselves). You can’t find them out and they won’t be replying to your Facebook comments.

There is only one way to make contact and that is by becoming one of them. Yet almost all “Aspirants” seem to think that contacting them is essential to becoming them. I knew a fellow who drove all over the West Coast looking for a Guru. Apparently, it was the place to find one. Decades passed and the guy is still as lost as ever. Of course, Swami X will just rephrase Tolkien’s “Not all who wander are lost,” pass the collection plate and keep the game going.

Guruyoga is a very subtle art. Once skill is therein achieved, an outside observer wouldn’t be able to identify Guru or Chela.

I know of one young man who entered fully into this field. There was no speaking to him of his Teacher, his Guru. There was only speaking-and speaking from the heart. If this sounds like a warm and fuzzy interchange, you’d be sadly mistaken. The Fire of Spirit Illumines the Way, it is true. It also burns down all that is not Itself.

The Dharma Body is what gives the Form Body its FORM.

Without this Knowing, the loincloth of the Buddha is just another pair of dirty Depends.

Angels in the Wings

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Angels are, traditionally, Messengers of God, vehicles belonging to a vast Network of Communication within the Omnipresent Body of the Divine. As such, “Messaging” extends far beyond the mere delivery of information for intellectual assimilation.

The Angels who ministered to Jesus, for example, did not arrive to “tell” him anything. Rather, they served the Restorative and Healing Functions of the Divine Body (see Matthew 4:11). Thus, there is also an Angel of Death. However, this function, like all others, operates, of necessity, along principles of Karma (which is simply to say Cause and Effect as operating on all Planes of Being). Beyond-yet Within-this field of perpetual change and transformation, there is the All-pervading Consciousness sometimes called God. The Gnosis of this Consciousness opens the Gates to a cooperative work with what we have termed the Angelic Forces.

As Emmanuel Swedenborg wrote (no doubt influencing William Blake):

“Man was so created by the Lord as to be able while living in the body to speak with spirits and angels, as in fact was done in the most ancient times; for, being a spirit clothed with a body, he is one with them.”

We continue work at spacebuddhaa.com on the 80 small paintings for the Angelic Contact Tarot, a series of images designed to facilitate practical Angelic Contact in context of the Path we not only walk, but BECOME.

Chewing the Cud

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Coin Errors appear in a wide variety. We’ve written previously that the aims of the Numisgnostic are not necessarily those of the Numismatic. We’re not evaluating the topography of a coin based on how much it might be worth in the collector’s market. Rather, each coin has been imbued in its Spacetime voyage with an energetic history, a history witnessed by-and worn into-the surface of the coin.

Because we actively work with coins according to their content as such, we are not merely collectors. The “rarest” coin in the world may sit in a vault and serve no other purpose than gratifying its owner for having acquired something which seems significant. On the other hand, coins of power may pass from pocket to pocket without ever having that power tapped, directed or bringing about effect in the world.

The key is understanding how to identify, act upon and direct content.

From a practical standpoint (and real magic is ultimately a practical matter), imagine how significant our million dollar rarity seems to us when we’re gasping through crushed lungs on an interstate smash-up.

On the flip (pun possibly intended), imagine the value of a coin functioning as an active and operative talisman, serving as payment on a ferry between dimensions, delivering us from “Stuck” to “Onward.”

Despite our expressly magical approach to coinage, Numisgnosis is not hardly sneering at recognized mint errors in the “field.” There is simply an added level of interpretation, a different approach to designations of “significance.”

In the Corrosion Corp (which is the Numisgnostic Field Division), the real factor of significance is YOU. Of course, YOU are much more than you may be aware of. Ergo, the work with coins will follow after exercises intended to illuminate this fact. Going beyond this, you will be able to discern in each and every coin you find a content worthy of Alchemy on the spot.

It just so happens that some of these coins WILL contain coveted “mint errors” and these will be read and applied from a standpoint differing from that in the “marketplace.”

While working through rolls of coinage at Space Hoodoo HQ, we discovered an amazing CUD. This is, in essence, the result of a die breakage at the mint whereby the hot metal pools up onto the surface of a coin and creates a disfigured disc. The less than perfect coin escapes into circulation and we find it.

Now, the die is the set form. This doesn’t imply some horrible or imprisoning script we can only hope to escape from. We might regard the die as imprinting something akin to the Qabala’s Tree of Life. A Structural Form which represents a Totality of Being.
The CUD creates a COMMENTARY. It’s akin to an arrow shot into a Map of the Tree, marking the Zone most critical to your ongoing Pilgrimage. If one understands the Mandala (which is what a coin really IS), one can understand (and make use of) the marking!

When the Die breaks, a portal opens into neighboring realms. You can avail yourself of the opportunity and jump through.

Is this decision wise or foolish?

If you understand the Mandala, you will be able to see what the CUD signifies. Even if one lacks knowledge of a Mandalic Framework, any CUD will trigger a response from the Deep Mind.

The fact that a CUD error has reached you indicates that its passage through time and space has not been obstructed. Therefore, the CUD occurred specifically for YOU.
For the Numisgnostic, then, there will be no deliberation as to whether or not one should leap through this portal. What we’re looking at here is the Golden Opportunity.

Of course, our encountering a Mandala Access Point (M.A.P.) via the CUD points toward the same underlying principle manifesting through the innumerable surface scars borne by each and every coin. This leads us to the exercise of wherein a roll of 50 coins is obtained and the Numisgnostic is able to use each and every one as a Talismanic M.A.P.. There is no “sorting and searching” for something “of value.” Rather, each coin is assessed in relation to the Mandala.

The Mandala is not something which can simply be studied and learned. If this were the case, assessing any deviation from the Die would simply be a matter of intellect. It would be akin to reading a cipher.

To truly read the Mandala, one must understand what it is. This entails a type of feedback from the Formless into Form. Elements are understood energetically. This requires continuous practice.

Agents in the Corrosion Corp have gone through their “boot camp.” From this, they have brought their skill-set to the battlefield. Post-skirmish, the C.C. Agent applies this Coin Work to every aspect of navigating the Universe.

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Change brings Death

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1975 D Lincoln Lodgeroom Death Head

Notes re: the fashioning of a flip (from the Numisgnostic Notebook):

Change retrieved via a quick stop at the local gas station yields up a Death Head Lincoln. The coin isn’t etched by a rail-riding hobo. It’s clearly gone through the grind of vending machines and the like. The result? The profile of the 16th President of the United States worn, by chance or fate, into a skull.

Flip assembled at Corrosion Corp HQ. Pencil sketch. Ink. Colored Pen. Acrylic paint. Watercolor and then fixative applied.

The skull is read along Masonic lines. Not a morbid image of death but rather THAT WHICH REMAINS. The Eternal. The Self, no longer masked by the ego which has been aptly labeled the “Psuedo-self.”

Hence, this flip incorporates the image of the Square and Compasses, the conjoining of terrestrial and celestial space, our mortal life joined with an eternal consciousness transcending the wilting ego’s identification with the Psuedo-self.

The Mosaic Pavement-or checkerboard-is the field of seeming duality in which the Trifold Flame (a variant on the Hebrew letter SHIN) manifests to commence the creative work of the Tekton.

This particular coin, conjoined with its painted housing, is neither a Memento Mori nor Carpe Diem. Rather, its function is to serve as a magical link to the ever-present Interzone between self & Self whereby is realized the Gnosis of the “Word made Flesh.” As such, it now serves as the Corrosion Corp as a Temple Talisman.”

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“self & Self” (8″ by 10″ painting in acrylic on canvas)

Working in the Factor-Y

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” ‘All phenomena invariably possess the Ten Factors’ is another way of saying that life as it changes moment by moment never loses the Ten Factors. No one can say ‘I have no nyoze-so (appearance).’ Everyone has a face and figure. He also has nyoze-sho (mind or nature). He cannot exist like a stone. Actually, even a stone has its nyoze-sho. The same is true for nyoze-tai (entity).”

-Daisaku Ikeda “Selected Lectures on the Gosho Vol. 1”

The opening words of this quote are from Miao-Lo. Ikeda’s comment is simply wonderful. For those unfamiliar with the terminology, it’s all really quite simple. The “Ten Factors” are ways in which Life functions in the Universe. All life may be found to express the Ten Factors. Because of this, we (as humans) share these same functions with all other forms of life. We may not be aware of this and our focus might be on how we differ from this or that. And, of course, we will observe such distinctions. But if we wish to work as Shamans in the Universe, it is critical that we understand Miao-Lo’s statement. Our next (and more practical) step will be discovering the Access Points into “Factor Functions” within the Life of any given object we are approaching.

In Marie Corelli’s book The Soul of Lilith, the protagonist, El-Rami, converses with a monk from his Mystery School. The two are engaged in an intense dialogue over the nature of El-Rami’s investigations into the Mysteries of the Universe. An insect enters into the room, disturbing the debate, and the monk speaks:

“This creature flew in as I opened the window…what quaint and charming stories of Flower-land it could tell us if we but understood its language! Of the poppy-palaces and rose-leaf saloons colored through by the kindly sun, of the loves of the lady-birds and the political controversies of the bees! How dare we make a boast of wisdom! This tiny denizen of air baffles us; it knows more than we do.”

El-Rami, however, is eager to impress upon the monk his knowledge of “The Inhabitants of Sirius-Their Laws, Customs and Progress.” All of this obtained second-hand through his medium, the girl Lilith whose body is kept “alive” by means of El-Rami’s “science,” whereby her imprisoned Soul may wander in Realms otherwise inaccessible to him.

The monk is able to immediately access what El-Rami seeks. El-Rami asks him how he cannot be floored by his extraterrestrial reports. The monks replies:

“Of course I am interested. It is impossible not to be interested in everything, even in the development of a grub.”

As the conversation goes on, the Monk postulates the eventual discovery of “The Clue” to Everything.

El-Rami reacts with some vehemence.

“If we are bound to know…then every living creature is bound to know, since every living creature suffers cruelly, in wretched ignorance of the cause of its suffering. To every atom, no matter how infinitely minute, must be given this ‘explanation,’ to dogs and birds as well as men, nay even to flowers must be declared the meaning of the mystery.”

The monk replies simply:

“Unless the flowers know already…which is quite possible.”

The flowers, like the “stone” referred to by Daisaku Ikeda, possess all ten factors. Because this is so, it is possible to commune with ANYTHING if we can discover (or build) a lattice between its factors and ours. It is essential to develop skill in this Lattice-Work as Beings may speak very different languages. To a degree, we might consider Lattice-Work as the establishment of an Esoteric Translation Station.

At SpaceHoodoo HQ, we have a variety of altar spaces. These are also active laboratories where Communion via Lattices takes place. It is truly exciting when such work gives way to new directions on The Path. Most recently, we received communication from a particular Living Stone which revealed Itself as a “Master” in its field. It indicated the manner in which the Numisgnostic Work is to open up into the Mineral Kingdom.

Numisgnosis is an Idiosyncratic Field, to say the least. As we progress with the book SING THIS CORROSION, we also reflect on the fact that this is a text without a genre, a book whose topic has no audience. But it is, never the less, a way of describing a Mandala Access Point (or M.A.P.). Once one has entered the Mandala, everything breaks open. If you can commune with a PENNY, you can commune with ANYTHING. You’ll have learned, directly and through experience, the Physics of Communion.

The Scales fall from the Eyes and the World, as King Crimson says, is your Oyster Soup Kitchen Floor Wax Museum.

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Ore at the Core

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“For those to whom a stone reveals itself as sacred, its immediate reality is transmuted into supernatural reality. In other words, for those who have a religious experience all nature is capable of revealing itself as cosmic sacrality.” 
~ Mircea Eliade

These wonderful words from Eliade could be restated with “Penny” taking the place of “Stone.”

Of course, “Penny” could be replaced with “Nickel,” “Quarter,” “Driftwood” or any other object we happen upon during this terrestrial voyage. This is a key point in our commentaries on Numisgnostic Endeavor. While the Corrosion Corp has been focused on the humble American cent, the underlying principles of this Arte will be found applicable to ANY object in Nature. In fact, as it extends its reach, Numisgnosis indicates work beyond the limitations of “objects.” Relationships between experience points will serve the same purpose as the Talismanic Coin.

But we start simply, spring-boarding off Abe Lincoln’s right cheekbone.

The value system of the Numisgnostic is not the same as the Numismatic.

The Numismatic understands the value and rareity of a coin based upon standards set within the field. The Numisgnositic understands that every single coin is a “rare.”

Knowing this, certain qualities are targeted during a coin search. These become amplified during “Art Flipping.” This is where the work of the artist expresses what Eliade calls the “supernatural reality.”

The whole of Nature, which is to say Experiential Reality, is seen as Alive-and we are brought back to Blake’s famous words: “Everything that Lives is Holy.”

Our most recent coinflip, crafted from this vantage point, contains a Canadian Coin bound to a small piece of Peacock Ore, broken off from one of the Living Stones at SpaceHoodoo HQ. The fusion of these two objects in Spacetime forms a “SpaceBuddhaa Mandala” and is dedicated to Kokuju, the Space Dweller Buddha of the Lotus Sutra.