decoding the Amalantrah Working - part one

This is the official announcement of discovering the coded cipher Aleister Crowley concealed in the Amalantrah Working, which explains his “Hermit of Oesopus Island” excursion of 1918, why he selected that specific location, revealing the identity of his “magickal child” invoked there with the assistance of Frater Achad - and explaining why nobody else ever noticed it.

“The most important of all scales is that with the index 6, [the wizard Amalantrah’s] own number being 729… It consists of 0, 1, 64, 729, 4,069, 15,626, 46,656. The wizard says these numbers of perfection are much use in the Qabalah of the angels and Therion need not bother himself much about them.”

-The Amalantrah Working, February 2, 1918

“Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!”

-The Wizard of OZ

“Did you know pi = 3.141593 And oh! Lots more!”

-Aleister Crowley in letter about Liber 31 to Frater Achad

”What meaneth this, o prophet? Thou knowest not, nor shalt thou ever. There cometh one to follow thee: he shall expound it.”

-The Book of the Law, II:76

“..In these are mysteries that no Beast shall divine. Let him not seek to try: but one cometh after him, whence I say not, who shall discover the Key of it all… It shall be his child & that strangely”

-The Book of the Law, III:47

“I found this message, these ‘purloined letters’ overlooked by everyone else, because it was left for me - runes written in my native tongue. Let those who have eyes, see.”

-Erik Cthonius, discoverer of the Cthonius Cypher

 

My quest started with another goal in mind, writing a book about Jack London’s sci-fi writing. This research expanded on my free e-book Sci-Fi from Sonoma, reprinting my articles for North Bay Bohemian  about Frank Herbert, Philip K Dick, and Jack London living around Santa Rosa, and where the county appears in their later books. 

As I researched London’s Star Rover, which utilizes astral projection as a plot device, it occurred to me this book had been published around the time Aleister Crowley lived in New York. Surely he had heard of London’s book, and perhaps even read it - which would make a great quote for my book. Then I wondered if the two had ever met - or at least been in the same city at the same time, for a “historical fiction” story.

I opened the Wikipedia page about Aleister Crowley and skimmed his timeline. About thirty years earlier I had read Confessions of Aleister Crowley, his “autohagiography”, and his description of Oesopus Island only reminded me of Aesop, the famous writer of fables. But now, Wikipedia called it Esopus Island - and that name meant something to me.

I should mention, my family lived in Woodstock, New York when I was born, at 1:55 a.m. on Tuesday April 15,1969 at the hospital in Kingston. But Kingston was divided from the original Dutch settlement, named Esopus. So, essentially, that island where Crowley held his magical retreat wasn’t merely close to the hospital where I was born, about 8 miles away, but had actually been “part of” that town itself. The coincidence was staggering, and the implications frightening.

I first learned of Aleister Crowley in Robert Anton Wilson’s Cosmic Trigger, which I found at the Cosmic Aeroplane bookstore in Salt Lake, when I was 16 in 1985. I noted many eerie similarities with our lives, which I dismissed as coincidence of growing up in an overly-religious household. I was born Mormon, with little say in the matter, and many people loudly denounce it as a cult. 

Because I had no wish of swapping one dogmatic belief system for another, of becoming part of another cult, I had zero interest in performing any of the rituals Crowley published. However, as an aspiring screenwriter, I collected all his books as amazing sources for story ideas.

But now, learning that Oesopus Island was - by a stretch - part of the town where I was born, that eerie feeling resurfaced with a vengeance. While I know there are occultists who would rejoice at discovering their birth was connected with Crowley’s “magickal child” rituals, that had quite the opposite effect on me. Still, I was very curious how he ended up so close to my birthplace.

Since Crowley left for that “magical retreat” shortly after the Amalantrah Working ended, I figured there must be some clue there that led him to Esopus Island. Using technology unavailable in Crowley’s time, my Google search instantly found that diary at sacred-texts.com and I had a copy downloaded onto my phone in just a few seconds.

As I began reading the first entry from January 14, 1918, a run-on paragraph appearing as a “wall of text” on my phone, I wondered how long it was. That is, should I read it right now, or while I’m on the long bus ride to work. I began scrolling down, just to see how far down the end was, and the words WOODSTOCK popped out at me. Wow - I already had my answer, within about thirty seconds of starting my quest.

The offhand statement, “Wizard says Woodstock adds to 84,” was in answer to Crowley’s question, “Is there anyone else to approach?” My lucky guess was right on the money. I scrolled up to find that entry’s date, January 25, 1918, and write it down in my research notebook. I had already planned on an article, or historical fiction, based on whatever I found here. Then I noticed something else.

When I looked up that date there was a short entry above it, and above that  was the end of a longer entry which said, “I asked for the king’s name and was told Eosophon. Later I was told the boy was named Augustus Fioncharo.” I thought Eosophon looked quite similar to Esopus, and the prefix Eos- was the Greek goddess of dawn, and brought to mind Eostre, the pagan goddess of spring that Easter is named after. Both names suggest “birth” in a way. And that name could be written as Iopophon, similar to Joseph. Like the father of Jesus. Very coincidental, but that seemed to be my answer for how and why Crowley selected Esopus Island for his “magickal child” working.

The child’s last name, Fioncharo, reminded me of finachetto, an chess maneuver involving bishops. Crowley was an avid chess player, and once considered becoming a professional tournament player. I Googled “Fioncharo meaning Italian” which had no direct result, but suggested Finocchio, which is a variety of fennel in old English. It also resembled the name Pinocchio (“pine nut”), the marionette who became a “real boy” as a result of working hard to become a better person. In that story, Pinocchio and his maker-father Geppetto (diminutive of Giuseppe/Joseph) get swallowed by a dogfish (in the book) of whale (in the Disney version). Besides the whale being a metaphor for a womb and rebirth, Esopus Island is described as resembling a fossilized whale. Another odd coincidence.

Augustus is Latin for “exalted”, and its Greek version in Sebastian. I used to live outside Sebastopol (“The city of St. Sebastian”), off Sebastopol Road, for fifteen years caring for my older brother before he died of brain cancer. He was an amazing stage magician before he got into an accident and lost part of his hand. He “died” in that accident, but it took his body about 13 years to catch up.

In short, the names of the King and Child in the Amalantrah Working shared a connection between Esopus Island, my dead magician brother, and me. While it was coincidental, it was just a couple minutes earlier I started looking for clues explaining why Crowley ended up on Esopus Island. And I already found some amazing answers, and I hadn’t actually finished reading the Amalantrah Working yet. I was really batting a thousand, knocking it out of the park, with my lucky guessing.

Then I noticed the date on that short entry after those names: February 2, 1918. That really stuck out for me, only because I had just written down the date for the entry following it, January 25. So it was out of sequence, out of sync, out of chronological order. For a diary entry, that raised all sort of questions. The 2:30 am entry reads:

I ask wizard if he has anything to say to us. He thunders “NO”.

Therion says that saying NO is saying something. All philosophies for aeons and aeons based on No. They are false. The most important of all scales is that with the index 6, his own number being 729. <<Note. 729 is the numeration of Amalantrah in Hebrew.>> This is natural vanity. Let us however consider this scale. It consists of 0, 1, 64, 729, 4096, 15626, 46656. The wizard says these numbers of perfection are much use in the Qabalah of angels and Therion need not bother himself much about them.

That last line reminded me of “Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!” in Wizard of Oz. And I thought, the wizard only told Therion not to bother himself about them - and that’s Aleister Crowley, not me. So nothing preventing me from studying them. So I started writing them into my notebook, as a vertical column, so I could make notes beside each one.

I have named this sequence the Cthonius Cypher.

Zero and one are the first numbers in many number sequences, so didn’t stand out. 64 is a common unit for computer memory or processors, a binary number, which I recalled from building and upgrading my own animation and video editing computer. 729 was the wizard’s number, as Crowley had pointed out. 4096 is also a “computer number”, again recognized from building my own computer. A processor or memory card of 4 megabytes or gigabytes is actually 4096, but it’s easier to round it down.

When I tried writing 15626 into my notebook, I had the hardest time transcribing it. With the missing comma, looking back and forth from notebook to screen kept feeling like I was getting something wrong. The previous numbers were all very short, and this fifth number was next to another large number, with many of the same digits. So I kept double-checking to get it right, but it still felt like I had gotten it wrong.

The sixth number, 46656, gave me a little trouble transcribing, but not nearly as much as the previous one. Once I had them all written down in a vertical column, I noticed that in the far-right column, the last digits of the last three numbers read 6-6-6, Crowley’s number. This overlapped the 6-6-6 in the last number, although broken up with a five.

While an interesting find, that was a very elaborate setup for such a miniscule punchline. That could be it, whatever it was that “Therion” needn’t bother himself about. I knew that 64 and 4096 were functions of 2, binary numbers, and I wondered what the square root of 15,626 was, so I typed that into the calculator on my cell phone. The result was 125.00399993600. Now I wondered what the square of 125 was, and typed that in to get 15,625. Now I realized that 125 was five times 25 (or five squared), so 15,625 was ((5^2)x5)^2. And Now I saw those intersecting 6-6-6s were really both 656’s. Off by one, just like 15,626 was. Just like this February 2 entry was. 

And five was my number, ever since reading Cosmic Trigger and learning about Discordianism. 23 was really my number, but 2+3=5 and both are the “lucky numbers” for Discordians. I wasn’t really a “true believer” in Discordianism or its goddess Eris, but that non-system suited me more than Mormonism did. And once again I was finding a “+1” as a clue/solution. And here it was in the form of 5+1=6, like my number transformed into Crowley’s number with a one, which symbolized a magic wand. That didn’t make much sense, but neither did anything else Crowley claimed, if you looked at it too close.

Now I typed 46,656 into the calculator and its square root was 216 - the number of the Shem HaMephorash, the Qabbalistic 72-fold “name of God” comprised 72 names of three letters each. This word is what gave life to golems, made from clay and animated with a slip of paper containing this sacred name. And while the square root of 216 is 14.696938456699, its cube root is 6, which makes 46,656 6x6x6x6x6x6. Now I noticed the comment about the index of 6 being the most important to the wizard, and I now saw this was a list of exponents to the sixth power. I only new the word “index” as a list of names, not as a math expression for exponents.

Since I had this “index 6” list, and the fifth number stuck out, I wondered what the “index 5” list looked like. Specifically, what 5^5 was: 3,125. Not very interesting.

Then I noticed the comment about “natural vanity” that the index 6 was superior, and it reminded me of conversations in junior high with a classmate, Jean Gillfish, about 12 being a better number system for daily math than 10 was, since it made common fractions easier. Humans began using Base-10 because that’s how many fingers they have to count on, and their “natural vanity” assumes that’s how many fingers God has as well, and that the divine mathematical language used to create the universe is also Base-10.

Now, because I was doing this research to write a “historical fiction”, it occurred to me that not everybody who discovered the same thing I just had would be equally skeptical. In fact, I imagined a parallel-univers twin who would be excited, rather than terrified, to find clues suggesting their life intertwined with Crowley’s. So I started taking down notes of what I had uncovered so far, so I could recreate this search from that twin’s point of view, how they would react at each step of discovery.

That “transcription error” in 15,625 led me in infer, from Index of 6, and Index of Itself, of x^x. I already had 5^5 and 6^6, and it would be simple to calculate 7^7, 8^8, 9^9, and so on. But if this was really a “message” that was unfolding so easily at my slightest touch, could I predict what it would be? While I was apprehensive about this message being left for me, specifically, my “twin” would be eager to believe so. And, for my story, what message would they hope to find?

Since Crowley’s number was 6 (short for 666), and Man’s is 5, then God is 7. That is an ancient formula, even included in the Pixie’s song “This Monkey’s Gone to Heaven.” In that case, what would 8 and 9 be? Instantly, I knew that 9 was related to the wizard since 729 was 9 cubed. Probably his name, or something like that. Then what was 8? What step was between God and the Wizard? I pondered a moment, and realized it would be God’s organization, like the City of Heaven. God’s church. That seemed right, more or less. I jotted that all into myth research notebook.

And it occurred to me that Base-10 was not where I would find my answer. But where? And if this was truly a “message”, then who was sending it? Was it divine or diabolical in origin? Recalling those math conversations from junior high, an Intelligent Designer would use Base-12. And if the message was diabolical in origin, then maybe in Base-11, Crowley’s special number for Magick. Maybe even Base-23. As I recalled Crowley and his ongoing obsession with Babalon (as he preferred to spell it) I recalled from my junior high geometry class that the Babylonians used Base-36 for their astronomical calculations, which is why there are 360 degrees in a circle, and 12 points on a clock. But would “Babylon” be considered good or evil? Since I already determined 12 as a divine number, and 36 is triple that, it would be included as a divine Base system for a message.

So I was predicting - if there truly was a message here - that it would be in either Base-12 or -36 if it was divine in nature, or Base-11 or -23 from a nefarious diabolical source, and that 7^7 would relate to God, 8^8 to God’s church, and 9^9 to the Wizard or his name. But fist I was curious what 5^5 and 6^6 would look like in those “languages”. I started with 6^6, which in Base-12 is 23000 - for my lucky 23 again. A good sign, I guess, but meaningless.and Base-36 is 1000, another nice round number, but equally meaningless. In Base-23 it is 3J4C, and the only thing that stuck out was JC, the initials for Jesus Christ. Then I noticed, that adding a 5 at the end for 3-4-5 describes a Pythagorean triangle, and my first initial E (the fifth letter) spells my full names initials ECJ in reverse. But that is quite a stretch.

Then I converted 3125. In Base-23 it is 5KK, my lucky number plus two K’s for Crowley’s magic. Base-36 is 2ET, meaning nothing to me, and neither did Base-11 2391. But converting it to Base-12 hit me hard: 1985 - the most significant year in my life, involving the most change. The year my parents divorced and I was moved away from my childhood friends to Salt Lake, the year I read the entire Dune series with little else to do in a city where I knew nobody, and the year I found Cosmic Trigger and was introduced to Aleister Crowley, Timothy Leary, and Discordianism, among other things. And while that number would mean little to anybody else but me, that Base-12 number spoke volumes to me - divinely.

Calculating 7^7 as 823,543 and converting it to HNG7 in Base-36 meant nothing to me, nor did any of the other number Bases. Nothing at all. Swing and a miss. It struck me as odd - this was the first time the whole quest that I hadn’t found something where I was looking. Maybe there was nothing at all to be found here, but it would still make an interesting story.

When I typed 8^8 into my calculator, that result hit me hard : 16,777,216 - which seemed like a “fake” sacred number somebody would make up for a story. I instantly intuited the source of many “sacred numbers”, which came from languages whose written symbols shared the function of letters and numbers. I will expound upon this at a later time, but I could imagine an ancient mystic using an even more ancient math textbook, and mistranslating what “higher power” meant in those lists of exponents, misconstructing them as names of angels in their hierarchies. There was the 777 for God’s number, and the 216 again for the Shem HaMephorash. Working out a gigantic exponent like that wasn’t merely a math exercise, but one of religious devotion. 

And I also noticed that 8^8 was also 16^6, so I would have uncovered this same number if I had kept expanding the Index 6 list by itself. That, in itself, was a powerful revelation. Then I started converting that “sacred number” into different number bases, to see if my prediction was correct, that 8^8 mentioned God’s Church. In Base-12 it is 5,751,054 (nothing), in Base-11 it is 9,519,A75 (nothing), and in Base-23 it is 2DL,KM4 (nothing).

But in Base-36 that translates into 9ZLDS. Again, while that would mean nothing to others, it spoke may volumes to me: LDS stood for Latter-Day Saints - the LDS Church - the Salt Lake-based branch of Mormonism I had been born into. When Joseph Smith was murdered in jail by an angry mob, two of his brothers also died who would’ve been recognized as his successor. Instead, one group rallied behind his young son Joseph III, another behind James Strang (who later wrote The Book of the Law of the Lord), and the largest group followed Brigham Young across the plains to what is now Utah. And while there are dozens of Mormon churches, it is the LDS Chuch in Salt Lake that most people think of, and mock.

And that 9ZLDS had the 9 for the wizard, at the very beginning. Then a Z, the final number in Base-36 (with a Base-10 value of 35) which is symbolically an Omega - the final letter. So, was the message to end this church? Or that it was truly the church of the Last Days? Or just coincidence - a really long chain of very specific coincidences?

The implications of what I had just found, and how easily I had found it, made me very nervous. But I imagined how excited my fictional “twin” would be for my story. So I stopped to take a hard think about what I would find next if there was really a message here. If this message was meant for me, specifically, and not just for a very diligent truth-seeker with a unique set of skills and deep understanding in a broad range of disciplines.

Mostly, I didn’t want to believe. But, looking back, it never occurred to me to stop looking, to simply not calculate this last number. After all, I was researching a story, and documenting how some other person, not me, would react to what I was finding. Or, that is, what I imagined I was finding.

I thought, “If this is truly a message, and it is meant for me specifically, I will need a serious level of specific proof. Not some Nostradamus-style Rorscach blot like, ‘Sometimes he wears a hat’. I would need to see my name there, and my birthday. The year and month of my birth will be enough, as it’s just too much to expect the actual date as well. So, I’ll need to see my name and birthday. Not just my name, but my Secret Name, too.” That thought struck me as odd, because I had never made up as secret name, or even given that idea any thought. But, since I was trying to disprove to myself that this “message” was meant for me personally, it seemed reasonable. “And my Wizard Name, too.” Again, I had never thought about that idea. “And to really convince me, there would have to be something referring to the Joseph Smith story I’ve been working on, about the Pearl of Great Price [translated from Egyptian papyrus].” Again, including that idea struck me as odd to include, but I was raising that bar impossibly high - because I did not want to believe this.

Still, it would make a really great movie, so I listed my impossible demands and, assured I could never find all that “proof” I just enumerated, started calculating 9^9 for 387,420,489. Nothing scary there. Then I typed it into my converter, still set at Base-36 from my last calculation and saw: 6ENRK9.

My first thought was, “I won!” Like I had solved a crossword puzzle or marathon. Then it hit me, this wasn’t a contest, there was no prize to be won, and worst of all I had found what I feared, and not what I hoped. When I saw 6ENRK9 my eyes took in three things almost simultaneously: that ENRK is incredibly close to ERIK (if you add an Invisible I/Eye), that the bookend 6 and 9 show my birth year of 1969, and that the four letters between them refer to the fourth month inside that year. I could see at a glance that Base-36 showed my name and birthday. Then I realized that 6+9=15, my date of birth, and my heart sunk. I had considered that too much to include, but there it was anyway. Of course, it is just coincidence that the numbers of my birth year add up to my birthdate, but there it is anyway, so to speak.

Then I began calculating those “letters” (actually Base-36 numbers) into Base-10. E, the 5th letter of the English alphabet, was the Base-36 version of 14 and 1+4=5. So the E and 14 reinforce each other. And N is the 14th letter of the alphabet, which pairs the E and this extra N. Then I calculated it, and N is the Base-36 version of 23 - which I would call my “Secret Name”, a number others who knew could use to identify me, because of my vocal fascination with the “23 Enigma” detailed in Cosmic Trigger. So, this had my Secret Name I needed to see.

R, the 18th letter of the alphabet, was the Base-36 version of 27. Both 1+8 and 2+7 equal 9, the Wizard’s Number, so R paired with itself and fit in. K is the 11th letter, and Crowley considered 11 the number of his “magick”, which is why he added K to that word to distinguish from mere stage magic. And K is the Base-36 version of 20, which stuck out as 1820, a significant year in the Joseph Smith story, so that checked off another requirement I would need to see. And then, by accident, I learned that K9 (canine) wasn’t merely number of a beast, but also the Base-36 version of 729, the Wizard’s “name” throughout the Amalantrah Working.

Everything that I hadn’t wanted to find was right there. I simply couldn’t believe it, or want to. I just wanted to write a cool story, not find out some weird code hidden in an obscure Aleister Crowley book actually referred to me, personally and specifically. I thought of all the horrible things I had endured throughout my life, people working against me when I asked for their help, people being amazingly cruel and loudly hostile when they learn my family is Mormon.

My first reaction had been “I won,” but now it felt quite the opposite. 

I should mention, from the time I first discovered Crowley visited Esopus Island until I converted 9^9 into Base-36, only about 33 minutes had passed. The whole thing unfolded itself as soon as I looked at it, like it was waiting for me. And the time was 10:10pm on Saturday, March 12, 2022 when I finished decoded that sequence.

Then, instead of giving up, I decided to see whether the Amalantrah Working was somehow connected to Crowley’s earlier “magical retreat” in New Hampshire a couple years earlier. After all, I was still researching a story about somebody who actually believed all this, and as much as I didn’t want that story to be about me, it would still make an amazing story.

I looked up Crowley’s diary from “Lake Pasquaney”, which had little I saw relevant, then tried to find the address of the cottage where he spent that summer, because I’m thorough as a journalist and sci-fi historian. That’s how I have won awards, and how one of my articles got published nationwide by Associated Press: because I’m a serious and sober Truth Seeker, and not some flakey crystal-clutching navel-gazer.

I found the address of 113 West Shore Drive, and since that 11 at the beginning resembled a Roman numeral 2 for “23”, I knew I was on the right track. I typed it into the website openstreetmap.org, then zoomed out a little and saw that was in a town named Alexandria, which Crowley never mentioned among all the many times he referred to his time at Lake Pasquaney. Besides the legendary library and wondrous lighthouse he could have mentioned, Alexander was his birth name, which he changed to its Celtic form of Aleister as a young poet. So, for Crowley to never mention that detail even once is like Sherlock Holmes’s “dog that never barked”, suspicious by its silence.

As I zoomed out a little more, my eyes saw Woodstock, Vermont due east about 50 miles, with a town of Bethel a little north of it. With all the many town names on that map, few people would notice Woodstock like I did, unless they had been born in a town with that name, like I had. And that Bethel nearby was also significant to me, and to few others. The legendary Woodstock concert wasn’t held in the town it was named after, but at Max Yasgur’s farm outside Bethel, about 80 miles away - and in a different county. And Beth-El was Hebrew for “House of God”. So that Woodstock-Bethel pair was an odd detail few would notice - but which leapt out from the page at me. 

Then I noticed Woodstock, New Hampshire due north of Crowley’s cottage, about thirty miles. And there a town named Bethlehem just north of it, close enough to the name Bethel. They nearly formed a Pythagorean triangle, with Crowley’s cottage as its “square”.

Then I noticed Woodstock, Maine - also next to a town named Bethel - and the three Woodstock were all in a straight line. And the two Bethels formed a line parallel to that Woodstock line, with Bethlehem just a little north.

I should mention, when I later read through the Amalantrah Working, on March 31 Crowley asked, "Could we make Woodstock headquarters?" This was the only location ever inquired about to make headquarters. The wizard's answer was "5 of Pantacles", which Crowley interpreted unfavorably, as "Material troubles." Pantacles is what Crowley called the tarot suit usually called Coins or Disks. Since pantacle has five points, a star, the wizard was giving Woodstock a Five-Star review as headquarters.

But a hypotenuse has two sides, and Crowley’s “square angle” implied a second one which would form a box on the map. So, tracing a line due east from the Woodstock in New Hampshire, and due north from the Woodstock in Vermont, I found a spot just north of Bethel. Perhaps some would assume, that is the clue to look for, the Woodstock-Bethel pair referring to the legendary concert of 1969. Instead, I kept to my original hypothesis as traced a line from Crowley’s cottage, creating a twin hypotenuse - and it crossed an odd symbol on the map near Sharon, Vermont. That mark said “obelisk” - and Egyptian tower. That was quite a coincidence, given Crowley’s interest in Egyptian mythology and with Cairo as location he received his Book of the Law.

But that obelisk marked the birthplace of Joseph Smith, founder of the Mormon Church, who Crowley wrote glowingly of in several places, including Moonchild - his novel about creating a “magickal child”:

“And now all gave way to a most enigmatic figure. It was an insignificant face and form; but the attributions of him filled all heaven. In his sphere was primarily a mist which Iliel instinctively recognized as malarious; and she got an impression, rather than a vision, of an immense muddy river rushing through swamps. And then she saw that from this man’s brain issued phantoms like pigeons. They were neither Red Indians nor Israelites, yet they had something of each in their bearing. And these poured like smoke from the head of this little man. In his hand was a book, and he held it over his head. And the book itself was guarded by an angelic figure whose face was extraordinarily stern and unbeautiful, but who scattered with wide hands the wealth of life, children, and corn, and gold. And behind all these things was a great multitude; and about them were the symbolic forms of exile and death and every persecution, and the hideous laughter of triumphant enemies. All this seemed to weigh heavily upon the little man that had created it; Iliel thought that he was seeking incarnation for the sake of its forgetfulness. Yet the light in his eyes was so pure and noble and magnetic that it might have been that he saw in a new birth the chance to repair his error.” - Moonchild, page 225

This will be continued in Part Two: The Joseph Smith connection

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