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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)

The Skull Beneath The Skin

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Following hot on the heels of a recent Facebook post, where I shared a brief article on “Hobo Skull Coins,” I was astounded to be gifted with with one these items, custom made by Quarter Master, no less!

What’s a “Hobo Skull Coin?”

And Who is “Quarter Master?”

All shall be revealed momentarily.

For the moment, I’d like to look at the Theme Itself.

The Skull remains one of the most omnipresent and ubiquitous image-symbols we encounter in human artistry. It grabs us and just won’t let go. From the Horrific to the Beautiful, the Whimsical to the Sublime, we all recognize and relate to Boneface.

If asked what the Skull is expressing in any context, most folks will be quick to say “Death.” Interestingly, it’s our old friends, the Freemasons, who saw in the Skull something more than Mortality.

Yes, it’s true that the Skull is first encountered in Masonic Symbolism as a reminder of our frail and fleeting lives, a means to take measure of the same, looking toward what we might contribute to the Grand Human Experiment ere it’s over.

The Skull, however, has also been regarded as a Symbol of Immortality, “That Which Remains,” even after the flesh has faded. It thus takes it place with another Masonic Symbol of Primary Importance, the Acacia, retaining its green vitality even in the “Death” of Winter.

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George Washington, Himself, would appreciate Quarter Master’s manipulation of his visage as America’s first President well understood these Mysteries. The Skull was sometimes called the “Bone Box” among Freemasons. In its mouth was held a Key, never accessed by the Profane but always ready to open the Doors of the Gnosis for those who might enter it with Wisdom and Humility. The Skull, we can now see, expresses Death in Life and Life in Death.

Masonry, at the start, espouses a Teaching on How To Live.

A Brother of the Craft once remarked to me that it was also espousing a Teaching on How To Die.

Now, the Hobo Coin…

I was recently made aware of this collectible coinage via this link:

http://boingboing.net/2015/10/16/coins-carved-to-reveal-skulls.html

Quarter Master wasted no time making me one. I was beyond delighted to receive this gift. It is already a beacon for the Life and Death Complex-but alongside this, it radiates the kindness and love of a friend who crafted an artwork with the intention of making another happy.

THIS is the Masonic Ideal and the Awareness which rises when one is stationed between the Black and White Pillars.

Quarter Master may be found via her Facebook site and she takes custom orders for her unique brand of coin-based jewelry. Prices are beyond reasonable and we recommend her work highly.

As my Numisgnostic bloggery continues, we will look more closely into why Copper is, metaphysically, a significant metal in this Work. For those who may be unaware of the fact, our modern era Quarters are almost wholly made of…Copper. Yes, we call them “Silver” but they are, alchemically speaking, in the same “Family” as the Little Lincolns.

We’ve already begun binding Quarter Punches to Lincoln Cents in our Talismanic Flips.

If one is interested in a hand-crafted Quarter Master Ring, please contact her via this Facebook link:

https://www.facebook.com/quarter.master.54?fref=ts

Yes, these items make wonderful gifts and are a unique and fun item to wear. For those who will be working through exercises on the Numisgnostic Path, these rings will also serve as magical objects of resonant power, ready-made to connect into the Corrosion Cathedral (which is to say, your Numisgnostic Altarspace).

The Skull Beneath The Skin is your End…and Beginning. Both are Present NOW if you’ll but feel your Face and enter your Space.

In Numisgnosis,

Hoodoo Pilot

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SPACEBUDDHAA MISSION-PART TWO: “WATCH YOUR PARKING METERS”

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“What drives you on?”

This is a question which arose this evening at Space Buddhaa HQ which we are now regarding as Space Buddhaa Mission 1, after the Spanish Missions which served as centers of Power and Proselytizing. Our Mission, however, entails neither one of these things in the common understanding of the words.

Whereas the old Missions sought to subjugate the people to a particular doctrine or allegiance wherein Control might be more firmly established and effectively managed, Space Buddhaa Mission exists to transform its Environment through cooperation in the Self-Liberation of the Inward Star within each Being.

Those who engage in this Art become Space Buddhaa Reps.

We want to be clear about what this means. No one receives a membership card in the mail along with a quarterly newsletter. Organizational affiliation is NOT what Space Buddhaa is about. The term “Rep” does not imply “Representative” (as in “Now YOU can sell our products, promote our shtick etc”) but “Representation.”

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“We’re all One.” A warm, fuzzy thought…until we actually EXPERIENCE it!

The Space Buddhaa Rep (or SBR) is a Representation of Space Buddhaa through Self-Directed Form in Time. This link between Space Buddhaa and manifest movement extends beyond even the Name Itself. In fact, this type of Path will readily evoke New Names for THE Consciousness back of which Form and Void dance in Continuum. We find the “Cult of One” preferrable to any group in that it pushes the individual directly into Reality Itself on every level. There is a heavy degree of personal responsibility attendant to this Path and it has been our experience that the average human being will do almost anything to avoid this. This includes embracing the expressed notion of taking personal responsibility. Layer after layer of sophisticated self-deception abounds.

The Great Philosopher Wittgenstein said that the most difficult thing for a human being to do was NOT DECEIVE THEMSELVES. Reading this, we all would like to think “Certainly, that’s not ME! I know what’s going on!”

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Everyone wanted to play…until the DOLL wanted to play with THEM! 

Despite this knee-jerk reaction, we all are up against a wall, what can be called “The Next Step.” Again, in our experience, this step tends to be something small and simple, easily enough expressed in words. But it comes with a cost, a type of loss. This evokes pain and discomfort.

Of course, there is plenty of discomfort to be passed out by any School, Church, Teaching and so on. The pain of our lower back, for example, as we sit on a cushion and attempt to meditate. But we also feel good about that pain. We’re suffering toward some “higher end” and so we give ourselves a pat on the back, even if we humbly bow to the saffron robe who seemed unperturbed by two hours in an unflinching lotus posture.

There is a different kind of pain which will keep us in thumbscrews to avoid it.

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In the various “Worlds” described by different Buddhist Schools, we encounter the “Asura Realm,” the “Realm of Jealous Gods.” This is one of the most dangerous and insidious zones to occupy as it will readily replicate the forms of Higher Realms to keep the Human Heart trapped. Behind this projection of form are parasitic entities who feed off the high levels of energy generated in this Realm. These all flow upward, as it were, from the “Lower Realms” of Hell, Animality and so forth, “dressed up” in a manner making incisive identifcation extraordinarily difficult, if not impossible. “Humility,” for example, masks Pride which is masking Fear as it produces a refined form of personal aggression. Outward behavior and the Inward State do not match but they are related in a complex schematic.

There is something ELSE which keeps this bit of “wiring” plugged into the wall.

This is the horrifying fear of loss of self-identification on the grid.

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“Mind Forg’d Manacles.” In general, they SUCK. They also make the World Go Round. 

Have you ever met anyone who was excommunicated? Kicked out? I’m not talking about the “raised Catholic” kid who never was “really” into the Church and gets an obligatory boot for being a gay atheist. I’m talking about the person who IDENTIFIES, the person who is IN. There is a heavy emotional and psychological agony for this individual. Oftentimes, they will seek after some new alignment like a person cast out of one lifeboat and paddling madly at another. Anything to keep from sinking into those waters. I personally know of MANY who have entered a new group, a new way of self-identifying, and proclaimed that they had, at last, found their “Home.”

It’s not the group here that is important. It’s the notion of HOME. Of having something to provide a context for a lost soul who doesn’t have the self-knowledge and love to operate without it.

Many years ago, I was in correspondence with a fellow occultist who was devising his own Magical Order. He was growing increasingly disenchanted with a certain large organization of which he was a member and looking for something MORE. He sent me his structure of initiation and it was wonderful. Rituals, work, details up the wazoo. But here’s the thing: once a person finally reaches the TOP, he was kicked out. We’re talking knocked to the curb with no chance of ever coming back.

This was brilliant. And, I might add, really not the formula for any kind of self-perpetuating club.

But he GOT IT.

The whole GOAL of Initiatory Systems is to GET TO THE TOP. And WHY? What DRIVES US ON???

Do I really want to be some Sovereign Grand Inspector Inquisitor Commander-in-Chief Royal Knight and Sublime Prince of Too Sexy for my Sash Secrets with five thousand numbers and acronyms signed after my myriad of Magical Names?

Well, Hell to the Yeah, Brother! Especially when there’s titillating Tantra, book contracts and the amazing power to allude with Authority (“Recognize!”).

But I’m not being entirely cynical here.

When I entered the Masonic Temple for my Entered Apprentice Degree, I was more full-on than words could describe. My Heart LONGED FOR the “Secrets of a Master Mason.” And, like a lot of passionate and sincere seekers, I was ready to crawl through hell and back for this imagined “Light” I might receive. I WANTED the hardcore real deal and, as you can guess, I imagined much more than would be delivered. I was ready for a knife to the chest, drawing blood. I expected to be physically buried in a coffin. Push me to all limits. I’ll GIVE IT!

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Why?

I wanted MORE.

I would later on feel as if I was standing outside my body when I served my Lodge as Worshipful Master in 2000. I didn’t ever WANT to be a big shot. I wanted…LIGHT.

With this in mind, I feel the hearts of so many who have laid themselves down before others in the hope of connecting with some Divine Truth, something MORE. I know people who have been abused and taken for a ride. They got dumped off on the side of the road when it was all done. Creepy Cons and Crapulous Christs.

Yes, I, also, learned the word “crapulous” from Crowley.

No one is passing out “Truth for Free.”

Except those who DO. And these you’ll find meeting in a Sanctuary overseen by a Janitor. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, read Hermann Hesse’s “Journey to the East.”

Spacebuddhaa.com is the Mission of Kyle and Jedrik in Spacetime. As a website, we will be offering a variety of artwork, objects and items. We stand by what we present. We want everyone who receives a parcel from us to enjoy what they’ve purchased. But we don’t “Sell Soul.” We generate material from what we ARE: a Cult of One. The value of such a Cultus is the freedom to give what we HAVE.

The real Space Buddhaa Reps will soon be calling themselves by other names, tapping a Well of Richness from Within. No one will get booted out of the “Space Buddhaa Ashram”-because it can never exist. Space Buddhaa is not Hinayana, Mahayana or Tantra…or even “Buddhist.” The whole notion of Buddha is that of a Divine Figure who is “awake,” beyond self-deception. This is not a Personage but a flowing Reality of Being which expresses Itself in Form. This is the nature of the “Star-Self” whose Light can never be extinguished.

The Mission serves the Mission.

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