CRAIG CONLEY (Prof. Oddfellow) is recognized by Encarta as “America’s most creative and diligent scholar of letters, words and punctuation.” He has been called a “language fanatic” by Page Six gossip columnist Cindy Adams, a “cult hero” by Publisher’s Weekly, a “monk for the modern age” by George Parker, and “a true Renaissance man of the modern era, diving headfirst into comprehensive, open-minded study of realms obscured or merely obscure” by Clint Marsh. An eccentric scholar, Conley’s ideas are often decades ahead of their time. He invented the concept of the “virtual pet” in 1980, fifteen years before the debut of the popular “Tamagotchi” in Japan. His virtual pet, actually a rare flower, still thrives and has reached an incomprehensible size. Conley’s website is OneLetterWords.com.
We restored a grandfather clock that possesses a ghostly feature. Thanks to Grumpy Andrew, of Grumpy Andrew's House of Horror, who said, "Wonderful! Oh that was a balm for my soul." Meanwhile, to whatever pathetic soul thumbed-down our video, we'd ask to see what grand illusion you built from scratch this week, but —oh, that's right! — you didn't. But you made us feel even more fabulous, so — lest we disappoint you — the thumbs-down didn't discourage at all but rather set us apart from you! Thanks for social-distancing! We feel safer now.
"The way you can tell a fine pendulum is by the reflections of the lights. Do you see the lights? And do you see the colors? All the colors of the spectrum. Can you see the center? The exact center—do you see it? Keep trying. Look at the colors. See how they move. Watch them—they’re brilliant colors. They flash by. Try to find the center. Can you hear anything? The chiming of the hours?"
Yes, the mesmeric words are based on Dr. Julia Hoffman's hypnotic technique in Dark Shadows. We're looking the other way so as not to hypnotize ourselves.
The pendulum, with its reflective sphere in the middle, is from a haunted grandfather clock we are restoring.
It had been three years since we last donned our Third Eye sunglasses during a full moon to scout for fireballs in the night sky. In the first photo, the strange triangle of blue lights is the moon reflecting on the sunglasses lenses. The second photo is from 2017.
We're honored that Vegas magician Creed talked up our Field Guide to Identifying Unicorns by Sound and our Magic Words: A Dictionary. We actually once attended a secret fire ceremony deep in the Nevada desert with Creed and, no kidding, we witnessed him reach out and seize one of the zillion stars in the Milky Way. (You sure can see a stunning number of stars from way beyond the lights of Vegas. Surely the Universe won't begrudge Creed's snatching one. It was a moment we'll never forget.)
We're honored that Andrew M. Reichart, managing editor of Argawarga Press (weird books for weird people), listens often to the "Anagrammatical Ancestor Spell" flexi-disc we recorded for Fiddler's Green #5. Thank you, Mr. Reichart, for calling our recording "inspiring."
When is a white elephant gift not actually a white elephant? When it's a slime mold. We were gifted Slime Mould in Arts and Architecture (in honor of our love for Philip K. Dick's character Lord Running Clam, an intelligent slime mold who speaks and has telepathic powers, from the remarkable Clans of the Alphane Moon). To our surprise, conversation turned to how slime molds urge the legalization of marijuana and an open border to Mexico. (As the spokesman for the Plasmodium Consortium put it, "Their advice is objective, and transcends our polarized political environment, because they don’t belong to our species.")
"I've only just become aware of your work and I'm both grateful and in awe. I'm especially smitten with the Hexopedia. As someone who conjures things for a living, I feel as though I've stumbled onto a deep well of utility and aesthetics I'll be able to draw and learn from for years to come."
"The sea is a cruel mistress. Yet again the sea has behaved unconscionably. It's time to address this terrible problem that is the sea." —Captain Neddie, from the hilarious BBC series Broken News
"You want to go into the desert and learn higher magic, nebbich, when you … cannot distinguish a Hall of Riddles from the real world and do not even suspect that the books of life contain something other than what is written on the spine?" —Gustav Meyrink, The Green Face
Thanks to Jaybee for letting us know: "Your last video really, REALLY helped me. I was in tears. Seriously. I struggle with that. Very. Thing. A lot. But your video helped me remember that I’m not here to win a popularity contest."
Having already seen the world through rose-colored glasses, we're now enjoying the view through lurid Jello-green flexi-discs! The grass is definitely greener on the flip side! We're celebrating the Retroactive Lifetime Goal of having our voice recorded onto a lurid Jello-O green flexi-disc in the new issue of Fiddler's Green magazine!
"[W]henever I closed my eyes, the letters of the alphabet shifted around like Scrabble pieces and formed words. Those words lined up and soon I imagined entire pages of writing so clearly that I could actually read them, sentence after sentence, as if I were reading straight from a book. A book I had written, with my name on the cover ..." —Jack Gantos
Here's 59 seconds on how to make a physical reality of your imagination:
Mindful attention was the meditative practice of Portuguese philosopher Fernando Pessoa. His technique empowered him to make a physical reality of his imagination, through what he called a great act of intellectual magic. His Book of Disquietdemonstrates exactly how to do that, entertainingly. Pessoa kept notes on what happened around him, from a sudden thunderclap to what the office boy just said, and he allowed every occurrence to inform and illustrate his personal philosophy, that we can sift out what parts of reality are illusions and which illusions have reality, and that we can prevent any act from being in vain so as to conserve energy. Depending upon how you look at it, Pessoa said, anything can be either astonishing or an obstacle. His secret was to look at each thing that happened differently every time, as a way of renewing and multiplying it. He said a contemplative soul who never left his village could in this way have the entire universe at his disposal. Pessoa's meditation was a magical act of transformation. I'm Prof. Oddfellow.
We peeked into the haunted mirror and gained a pupil. (They say that when the teacher is ready, the pupil will appear.) See our haunted mirror in action in our video about a lucid waking experiment gone wrong.
"There at last he was free and forever from those halls hung with enigmas, tapestried with tears, before which the sphinx in fight gallops like a jackal." The final line in The Ghost Girl by Edgar Saltus, 1922.
Eerily, this passage seems to describe our very own sanctum!
