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The Secrets to the Spontaneous Expansion of One's Quivering Entangled Vibrations

Because this blog is discovered only by the most exclusive few, here's the link to the secrets of spontaneously expanding one's quivering entangled vibrations:

http://www.oneletterwords.com/weblog/?id=37601

For Mystics and Skeptics Alike: Real Tools for Disenchanting Our Ghost-Ridden Existence

[From our Abecedarian blog.]

Whether or not we define ghosts as living memories that share the circulations of our bodies (though why not?), we are all of us, no matter how skeptical or credulous, haunted.  We are perhaps more haunted and overburdened by ghosts than we care or dare to face.  But there are physical tools, not merely placebos or talismans, not devices of the imagination, that verifiably repel ghosts, disenchanting us from oppressive hauntings.  Advertisers and major corporations employ such tools to magnetically draw clients, dispelling the old ghosts so as to clear the way for new charms and jingle-borne incantations.  Yet anyone can wield these tools to battle restless nights with ever-greater peace of mind.

 

In 1901, Alfred Noyes offered evidence that we are all haunted people, mystics and skeptics alike.  His substantiations are so compelling that we can't resist quoting a few of them.  He said that all of us haunted folk have heard strange things in music, in the wind, and in the dead stillness of the night.  "It may be that all the great sages, the great world-poets, Aeschylus, Job, Isaiah, Dante, Shakespeare, have been haunted men; for they, too, tell us what they heard in music, in the wind, in the dead stillness of the night, in the revolving years; and they, too, seem often strangely and bitterly eager to cast away their memories and their delusions."  Noyes noted that we all are poets nowadays, seeing "a thousand million apparitions, woven from such stuff as dreams are made of, walking the earth openly at noontide; surely we are all haunted."  Some of us, he explained, "are haunted by the sound of one set slow bell, tolling, a great way off, in the spiritual forests that beset all pilgrim souls."  Others of us "struggle in the shadowy places of despair with the clutching white fingers of a decayed ancestry, the ghosts of sins that are visited upon the children unto the third and fourth generation."  Still others are "haunted by the homeless cry of the sea, the cry that is like the voice upon the wintry mountains uttering the old Promethean moan of man.  Night and day that cry goes up to heaven so long as the universal sea breaks itself against the iron shores of time."  Noyes grants that some of us "are only haunted at certain times and seasons, or at the performance of certain rites."  We'll come back to that shortly.  ("The Romance of Christmas," Literature: Christmas Supplement, Dec. 7, 1901.)

 

Looked at another albeit more horrific way, we are all haunted because "the dead are all around us, in substance and in spirit," as Brian Stableford proves.  "Every breath we take draws in carbon atoms that were once incorporated into the bodies of other men; with every mouthful of food we engulf the remains of our ancestors.  As we devour them they devour us, fueling the slow fire of life—the fire whose ashes are absorbed, in the end, into the earth and her fruits, or lost on the wings of the wind.  Our inescapable fate is to be eaten and breathed in our turn."  Stableford adds that "Once we are conscious of the everpresence of the dead we can easily feel their nearness.  To see them, and to hear their voices, is only a little more difficult."  (The Haunted Bookshop and Other Apparitions, 2007).

 

So, if we're all haunted and all eager to cast away our ghostliest memories and delusions, what technologies are available to us?  Indeed, there's an entire doctor's bag full of tools.  It's worth mentioning that a "doctor's bag" is appropriate, since ghosts and gauzes seem inseparable.  The poet-novelist Gary Barwin, in a work-in-progress, explains that ghosts are associated with gauze because memories are living wounds, and haunting ghosts are symbiotic dressings to those wounds.  First, Barwin notes that "The remembering mind [is] a kind of ghost, drifting, no longer bound by time or gravity, as if twilight or reality had gathered into a cloud."  Barwin imagines a ghost returning to the place where it once lived: "That place would seem a ghost to that ghost.  Nothing the same.  Everything haunted.  As if seen through gauze.  Of course it would seem that way: it’d be seen through a ghost.  But gauze is apt, for a ghost’s past is a wound and the ghost is a dressing, a consolation, instead of us returning with no veil, the past in full colour."  Barwin notes that though a haunting may be unsettling, it does not excoriate (in the medical sense of a stuck bandage removing part of the skin) in the way that imaginative reliving does.  He suggests that the gauze of a haunting memory is more akin to a skin graft than a bandage, as it "shares a circulation with the body, with the lived life, with the present."  ("Nothing the Same, Everything Haunted," an excerpt from a novel-in-progress, 2018.)

 

Yes, we need a doctor's bag of tools, and such tools are revealed by Tim Powers in Alternate Routes (2018).  Though Powers' book is presented as fiction, we're reminded by E. M. Forster that "fiction is truer than history, because it goes beyond the evidence, and each of us knows from his own experience that there is something beyond the evidence" (Aspects of the Novel, 1927).  Let's look at each tool in turn and explore why each is obviously valid and crucial to bring into play.

 

Mathematics.  Recite the multiplication tables or even simple addition in a loud voice to repel ghosts.  As Tim Powers notes, "Math is deterministic, and ghosts are an effect of possibility extended beyond reason."  You might recall that since ancient times in Japan, the mantras of Shinto meditation have involved reciting numbers in order.  Similarly, a Catholic's rosary beads might be compared to an abacus.  In both religious systems, counting is used to engender peace of mind.  Mathematics dispels the ghosts of irrationality.  If a ghost approaches, Powers suggests saying this: "Six and six is twelve, squared is a hundred-and-forty-four, squared is twenty-thosand-seven-hundred-and-thirty-six!"  If that isn't immediately effective, say, "One from one is nothing.  Don't take my word for it, do the math.  Nothing."  Though Powers doesn't mention it, another mathematically-based ghost-neutralizing tool is Feng Shui's bagua, festooned with eight trigram figures from the iChing (having binary values).  If mathematics is not your forte, reciting metered verse will be efficacious.

 

The uncanny valley.  Mannequins, waxworks, robots, CGI characters -- when artificial faces look too realistic, when they seem genuinely human but you can sense that they're not, the creepy feeling is called the "uncanny valley."  Ghosts are repelled by the contradiction.  Powers doesn't mention the obvious, that advertisers and retail stores bank on this phenomenon.  When you approach a clothing store's display mannequin, you're meant to associate the sudden feeling of inner peace with the need to purchase those clothes.  But it's not the clothes that do the trick -- it's the mannequin.  You'll apprehend all the other ways this technique is used in sales; it's why the models on magazine covers are airbrushed into oblivion; it's why Disneyland (brimming with uncannily lifelike animatronics) is called "the happiest place on earth."  Wear a necklace or carry a keyring featuring a lifelike figurine.  Put stickers on your car or bicycle or skateboard that sport realistic but artificial faces.  Collect mannequin heads as bookends.

 

Spirit level stars.  Powers suggests using a hot glue gun to arrange eight spirit levels (also known as bubble levels, the sealed glass tubes partially filled with liquid that reveal whether a surface is plumb) like spokes on a wheel, upon a circle of cardboard.  More than a talisman, the confusing readings of the levels will induce a negating z-axis spin in an attentive ghost.  You may wear a spirit level star as a necklace.  Powers says that if you are approached by a ghost, hold up the star and ask, "Why are you tilting?"  Again, a tool with a similar purpose is Feng Shui's octagon-framed concave bagua mirror, which warps and thereby neutralizes poisonous energies from one's home.

 

Fixed compass.  A pocket compass, equipped with a magnet on the back, will have its needle in a fixed position.  "Swing the compass around in a circle," Powers suggests, "and the apparent shifting of north might induce a terminal y-axis spin in a ghost."

 

Personal aspects.  Change personal aspects that ghosts of your past might recognize.  Powers recommends parting your hair on the other side or, if you aren't bald, shaving it off.  Reinvent your fashion sense, especially with used/vintage clothes.  Alter your jewelry, your scents.  Wear a watch on the other wrist.  While eating, teach yourself to hold cutlery in your non-dominant hand.  Change your shoes regularly. Wear your clothes inside out and/or backwards.  Hop on one foot whenever possible.  The point of all these techniques will be fairly obvious -- by getting out of your habits, you can escape cul-de-sacs of life in which ghosts accumulate.  Hopping on one foot may sound silly, until one recalls the hops, skips, and jumps of carefree childhood; children at play instinctively perform rituals that dispel ghosts.  Backwards clothing may sound silly, too, but recall that Chris Kelly of the hip-hop band Kris Kross wore his pants back-to-front every day from 1991 until his sudden death in 2013.  He revealed in an interview, "Even if I put on a suit, I put my suit pants on backwards.  It’s just a way of life for me."  It seems that celebrities and personal demons go hand in hand.

 

Temporal anomalies.  Sporting the wrong time, Powers says, is good for confusing ghosts.  Set your watch, computer, phone, and household clocks to different time zones.  This technique also happens to be good for keeping you alert, as you'll need to calculate the correct time with every glance at a clock face.  Yet, just because it might be happy hour in France, don't imbibe.  (See next item.)

 

Teetotaling.  Ghosts tend to miss alcohol and are drawn to the smell of it.  That's why Powers cautions one to avoid all liquor.  You know about alcoholics who fall into the "sad drunk" cliché, but consider whether it might not be the alcohol that's the problem as much as the ghosts drawn to that alcohol.  So many miserable drunks are overwhelmed by spirits of another sort.

 

Alkalinity.  Because ghosts are compatible with alkaline bloodstreams, Powers suggests, an acidic diet is recommended: coffee, roasted nuts, blueberries, prunes, pickles, chocolate.  This insight would appear to be rather little-known.  Yet on a microscopic level, there is a connection between alkaline blood and transparent cellular "ghosts" (that's the scientific term, used by hematologists).  Presumably, as in the microcosm, so in the macrocosm.

 

Garden decorations.  We've all seen and presumably visited peaceful gardens.  Envision one that you particularly liked.  Did it happen to feature a little statue (like a gnome or a saint or nature deity), perhaps a pinwheel or other wind-driven spinning object, a reflective sphere, or dangling prisms that cast rainbows?  Powers identifies such objects as spirit distractors, protecting the garden from unwanted hauntings.  Tools like these have been known for centuries upon centuries to dispel dark energies; they are vital components of the sense of peace that the garden engenders.  Peacefulness doesn't merely happen of its own accord.  Indeed, an unequipped garden can feel quite ominous, unwelcoming, or otherwise disconcerting.

 

Headed metronomes.  Powers recommends using metronomes affixed with heads as ghost detectors and traps.  The head should be of an organic material (for example, bone, wood, or even a pine cone) and should be painted with a human face.  Fatigued spirits, inhabiting the head so as to rest, will find themselves trapped and will cause the metronome to tick back and forth, thereby alerting you of their capture.  Though Powers doesn't refer to it, in the traditional folkways of Japan, a different sort of headed doll is employed.  The "teru teru bozu" ("shine shine monk") is a handmade doll constructed of white paper or cloth that is hung on a string by a window.  The doll is inhabited by a wandering spirit, and a chant is spoken, essentially a contract: if the "monk" ensures good weather, it will be allowed to remain and will be soaked with alcohol as a reward, but if the weather turns foul, its head will be cut off as punishment.

 

Two radios.  Play two radios simultaneously, each tuned to the same station.  Powers notes that any desynchronization of the audio will be instantly noticeable and will alert a disturbance in the field.  If you play digital music on a laptop through your stereo system's speakers, set your music player to also play through your laptop's speakers.  There will be times when the audio in one set of speakers begins to pop, cut out intermittently, or silence altogether, and that's your early warning to be on your guard.

 

Artificial trees.  As they abhor mannequins, ghosts abhor the contradiction of artificial evergreens.  Powers mentions this in passing, but we can extrapolate from that a useful tool: install a year-round aluminum ornament tree in your living space.  A great many people who celebrate Christmas avoid artificial trees as archetypes of soullessness, as not only poor substitutes for the original concept but also as perversions of tradition, because the inorganic aluminum is felt to lack a "spiritual content" and therefore reflects an environment of alienation (George Nash, Old Houses, 1980).  An organic ornament tree draws spirits to it, which is why the age-old Christmas ritual creates an atmosphere of homecoming, gathering as it does the ghosts of lost loved ones.  Such spiritual homecomings, of course, are also why so many people find Christmas a melancholic or even depressing time.  Importantly, in his essay on "The Romance of Christmas," Noyes wrote that between the moonlight and fire in a winter twilight, when the shadows come out to dance upon the walls and ceilings, everyone is haunted by the ghosts of Christmastide.  As modern poets, Noyes said, whatever our views of finite faiths may be, and no matter how many years have rolled away with crumbling creeds and dogmas, we poets have "looked into the fundamental paradox" and have "understood that everything is true, everything exists, and the earth is only a little dust beneath our feet."  Noyes explained that "the crude spiritualism of the ancient season of Christmas is dead; yet agnostic and scoffer, Pre-Raphaelite and Impressionist, ascetic and mystic, are all alike taking up and fulfilling the prophecy of Matthew Arnold concerning poetry [replacing religion], and the whole of the West is looking towards the light that never was on sea or land."

 

Self portraits.  A self portrait allows a wandering spirit to remain anchored on this side, Powers notes.  When you encounter a "selfie," you've likely encountered a ghost.  Researchers at Ohio State University, Nottingham Trent University, and other institutions linked selfie-taking to narcissism, psychopathy, and anti-social behaviors.  Consider how a narcissist's inflated self-image and low self-esteem are, like a bulging balloon, evidence of an insubstantial interior.  Selfie-takers' self-objectification is very literally that -- objectifying in a desperate measure to physically exist, to have proof that they were here, regardless of what form it took.  A psychopath's lack of empathy is additional evidence of ghostly inhumanity.  To avoid more ghosts, prevent exposure to selfies.

 

If it's true that the spirit of our age is one of transformation, "our imperative is to think anew, to disenchant ourselves" from lost relics and illusions, and to enchant ourselves once again with aspirations of progress (Patrick J. DeSouza, 2000).  Oliver Optic once said that if it is hard to enchant others, it is still more so to disenchant ourselves; for although we stand out in bold relief, and our faults are glaring, we too rarely introvert our gaze or hold a mirror (except for vanity's sake) before our faces; and so, for the most part, we are invisible to ourselves.  Optic noted that most of us practice some sort of disguise or pretense to cover up our motives, while others carry out our machinations in the dark or beneath a cloak of hypocrisy.  With our eyes in our heads, we can but look outwardly, and we are thus conscious of everything but that which is passing within.  It seems to require some magic to endow us with that self-knowledge, Optic suggested, without which all other knowledge may avail nothing.  We must learn to gauge or measure our own capacities, to probe our own motives, and to understand the principles by which we act.  As in the classic story of the shepherd Gyges who found the magic golden ring of invisibility, we must turn the bezel so as to be no longer invisible to ourselves.  (Oliver Optic, "The Ring of Gyges," Our Boys and Girls Magazine, 1867.)

Tracking Down "Imaginary Friends"

We're reading the latest Tim Powers novel, Alternate Routes, (about people who can see ghosts, about spirit radio communications, and about how there are at least dozens of people in Los Angeles who are alive).  Speaking of ghosts … we once (and just did again) tried to track down who our granddad's so-called imaginary friend was.  We know only the name of the friend: "Reedus Otis" (spelling guessed at).  That name, with various spellings, turned up nothing clear online.  We also tried switching the names, as "Otis Reedus" sounds more likely.  There are quite a few of those, but the genealogy sites now require paid subscriptions to view their data, and all we can tell from the teaser results is that the Otis Reeduses in the databases weren't from my granddad's home state but rather from the next state over (my granddad's town was right on the state line, so being one state over is not necessarily a deal breaker).  So … without being able (without paying these sites) to see if any Otis Reeduses died around 1918, we're still left in the dark.  But some weirdness, just the same: in one of our web searches, Google delivered "no results" but recommended some possible hits anyway, the third one being titled: "The Walking Dead recap."  Then, trying the spelling "Retis Otis," we got only two results, obvious spam/computer-generated (some sort of scam for seeming to deliver a hit and then redirecting to something wholly unrelated to the search term), but the random nonsense text in the results still seemed intriguing.  One said, "Retis Otis intertwines, its very pure enthroned."  The other said, "Retis Otis phosphorizing, its reif looted relentlessly tireless."  We suppose that "reif" could be short for "reification," in the sense of being made real, which would suggest that the Retis Otis spirit exists as a form of light, a phosphorescence, unable to reincarnate because its "thingness" (from the Latin root of "reify") is incessantly being stolen.  (By what entity or process?  We hardly dare to enquire.)  The picture of Retis Otis "intertwining" also rings true, in the sense of a close friend/bosom-buddy's intimacy.  Is the spirit's "very pure[ity] enthroned" or is it "very pure[ly] enthroned"?  To be enthroned is to be installed as a ruler, which rings true in the sense of a spirit guide being assigned to a corporeal entity.  Who knows?!

A Sharing of Secrets

Here are my secrets for landing a major book deal, even if you don't have a best-selling idea, weren't born into the right families, and don't work very hard: https://youtu.be/GuvJpPTawGs

 

A Review of our Tarot of Portmeirion

Pictured, we're listening to the whispers of a standing stone at Portmeirion, Wales, part of our research for the Tarot of Portmeirion deck and book.  We're delighted by a new review of that project:

The Trump L’Oeil Tarot of Portmeirion is an exciting Tarot experiment that cannot be missed in your deck collection. It’s an invitation to delve into those elements that day by day challenge us to think about the coincidences that manifest the archetypal energy contained in the world of men. Do you dare to find the archetypes that govern your life? You can see them in Portmeirion, that’s for sure.

Some additional snippets from the review:

Any tarot deck is a journey, but Trump L’Oeil Tarot of Portmeirion represents an adventure of multiple nuances and layers. In this card set, you will find a photographic trip through the streets of Portmeirion, a small but very peculiar Village located in the north of Wales. ...

Craig Conley, the author of Trump L’Oeil, is a multifaceted artistic documentarian, with a passion for literature, arts, photography and, of course, Portmeirion. Conley is dedicated to spiritual growth, transformation, and study from the most diverse perspectives.  In some sense, his personality is as baroque as that of Sir Clough Williams-Ellis, the visionary who built Portmeirion. With great achievements in the world of music and technology, this hard working artist was captivated by the charm of Portmeirion village and fell into the psychic spell of the archetypes that abound in its streets. ...

Walking through Portmeirion inch by inch we will find those little miracles of the collective unconscious that let us glimpse the depth of Jung’s research. Each corner holds a powerful relic that immediately takes us back to think about a Major trump and its important guidance towards personal enrichment.  The statue of a cherub on the verge of falling from a cliff is one of the most touching and impressive interpretations that we can confer to the Fool Major Trump. Usually portrayed as an older man being chased by the intuitive dog that protects him, we can easily connect with the erratic energy of this little angel who sloppily throws himself into the world of mortals in a decision that could change his life, isn’t that a perfect analogy for our dear Fool?  Of course, the Magician cannot be other than Sir Williams-Ellis, the alchemist who took all the elements at his disposal during a construction and reconstruction process that took him 50 years to complete. The minor Trumps are symbolized in relation to the elements with which they have traditionally been associated.

The deck is also available at GameCrafter.  Look inside the book over at Amazon.

A Weird Magick Hack for Discovering Musical Masterpieces

From our Abecedarian blog:

There's a weird magick hack you can use to discover more favorite music.  You've heard the Faustian stories of musicians like folk legend Robert Johnson who stood at a crossroads and sold his soul to the devil for guitar-playing prowess.  Well ...

 

 

He's not the only one, and the stories get glamorized over the years, but you know beyond a doubt that musicians get inspired, that the very word musician means "art of the Muses."  (Needless to say, the Muses are the nine goddess daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne, presiding over the arts and sciences.)  When you love a musical album as a masterpiece, what's happening on a more celestial level is that the Muse who inspired that music has made a connection to your own guardian angel, spirit guide, or demonic handler.  When you don't like an album, there's no connection like that, and what invariably happens is your intellect takes over and decides that the album fails to meet your expectations or falls outside your prescribed boundaries of taste.  The problem is obvious -- you get blocked from musical masterpieces that you literally can't hear properly because the celestial streaming, as it were, couldn't go through.  But as we said, there's a hack.

 

The hack requires a print-out of an old mystical diagram and an attitude adjustment.  The print-out is easy, and the attitude part is easy, too, if you'll simply be open minded.  It will sound like the simplest thing in the world, but it's a thousand-year-old occult secret that gets used for psychic entrainment for the purposes of genuine mind reading and (by practitioners of black magick) using others as puppets.  The attutide is to decide in advance that you like something, understand it, and are enriched by it.  To be clear, this is not auto-suggestion -- you aren't convincing yourself of something nor are you lying to yourself.  In the case of a new musical album, you haven't even heard the content yet, but you begin by negating any negative preconceptions that might be looming in your unconscious.  You hit the "play" button with a wholehearted expectation that you're going to be blown away.  This, in conjunction with the diagram you'll print out, makes for a clear connection to the album's Muse.  To be clear, you decide to come to any album in question without negative preconceptions but also with an expectation that it's the best album you've ever heard.

 

The mystical diagram is like an insurance policy for making that spirit-to-spirit connection.  Wikipedia tries to demystify it by calling it an "inadvertent mandala," but there's obviously nothing inadvertent about it.  The "Indian-Head Test Pattern" is a magickal diagram for fine-tuning a channel, and like a spirit medium you're "channeling" to the otherworld in which this music was inspired.  This diagram, developed by RCA in 1939, used to appear on TV channels prior to 1970.  Your great-great-great-great grandparents will recognize it.  Print it out and place it near whatever device you use for music listening.  If you have an LP sleeve, slip the diagram into it.  If you have a CD jewel case, lay the case atop the diagram.  The key is to formally associate, in whatever way you choose, the diagram with the music in question.  This confirms to your guardian angel/demon and the Muse of the album that you are "tuned in" to discovering a new masterpiece.

 

 

What prompted us to share this magickal hack today was hearing Youtube responses to the new album by the Swedish band Ghost, Prequelle.  Some fans recognized it as the band's best work to date (spoiler: they're right!), but others filmed themselves having nervous breakdowns over how disappointed they were.  We realized that the band used a poorly-chosen magic word as their album title.  "Prequelle" looks like "prequel," and we've all seen bad movie prequels in which the writers seemingly ran out of ideas for the linear storyline of the franchise and cheated by taking everything back in time (most often entailing different actors playing the characters' younger selves).  And so fans of the band Ghost developed preconceived notions: the new album must be a step backwards, the band must have run out of ideas, the songs must be a reversal of all that fantastic music that came before.  Those fans are wrong as wrong can be, but it's easy enough to see how their minds got there.  What they need, what anyone needs, is an old mystical diagram and an attitude adjustment.  We weep (seriously -- tears!) for the Ghost fans who missed out on hearing Prequelle as the masterpiece that it is.  Just imagine how many other masterpieces are out there in the ethers, as it were, waiting for your spirit mediumship to make a connection that will enrich your life.  Sure, it sounds so necromantic, but that Indian head is waiting for you.

 

A Wizarding Bookplate

 

Here's a bookplate that turns the owner of a book into a wizard.  From The Art of Modern Conjuring, For Wizards of All Ages by Henri Garenne, 1886.  See Machinarium Verbosus: A Curiosity Cabinet of Gadgets to Transform Any Book & Reader, To Be Sure.

Proof That We Are All Ghosts

Here's our proof that we are all ghosts:

https://youtu.be/sRXFL6a8bdo

In the video, we illustrate our proof through Papa Emeritus, leader of the Swedish doom metal band Ghost, who presents as a zombie anti-pope but is in fact something else.  In the 1930s, the same era that Ghost's Meliora album evokes, Portuguese philosopher Fernando Pessoa said that "We are death.  This thing we consider to be life is just the sleep of a real life, the death of what we truly are.  The dead are born, they do not die.  The two worlds have been switched.  When we think we are alive, we are dead.  Let us live while we are dying."  That same year, the thrice-great Charles Fort also theorized that spiritualists were correct but in reverse— that when spirits die they become human beings.  Fort said, "Once upon a time, we were real and alive, but we departed into this state we call 'existence'.  We have carried over with us from the real existence, from which we died, the ideas of Truth—ideas that really meant something when we were really alive, but that now, in our phantom-existence—which is demonstrable by any X-ray photograph of any of us—can have only phantom-meaning.  So, then, our never-ending, but always frustrated, search for our lost reality.  We come up chimera and mystification, but persistently have beliefs, as retentions from an experience in which there were things to believe in."  Fort didn't go so far as to say that all of us are directly ghosts: most of us may be the descendants of those departed from a real existence, who, in our spook-world, pseudo-propagated.  A hundred years earlier, in the 1830s, the Scottish writer Thomas Carlyle noted that a ghost is a spirit that has taken corporal form and appears for a while among men.  And so the multitudes at Papa Emeritus' concerts are themselves ghosts--spirits that have taken corporal form briefly and then disappear.  What is anyone if not a ghost?  Papa Emeritus is like a magic mirror that reflects you, and the skull face is your own death.  He's not a zombie anti-pope, unless, of course, you are yourself.  But what a blessed implication, that we were once real and alive, or at least perhaps one of our ancestors once was.  To the pseudo-phantoms out there, shadows several-times removed from reality, keep reaching for something to believe in.

Unlocking a Surprise Fortune in a Vintage Dime Store Weight & Fortune Machine

A vintage fortune-telling weight scale -- its penny vault unlocked for the first time in years or even decades. Can you guess how many pennies will cascade out? Or how many rare coins will be among the loot? All the surprising details are revealed, along with some mind-bending esoteric secrets of copper pennies.

If you'd like the machine to tell your own fortune, leave a penny in Prof. Oddfellow's tip jar and he'll send you a snapshot of the answer that comes up:

paypal.me/ProfOddfellow

The Age-Old Secrets of an Exclusive Seance Parlor

There’s one parlor that’s more exclusive than the Houdini Seance Chamber in Hollywood's Magic Castle.  And through our network of masked contacts in arcane circles, we came into possession of previously uncirculated blueprints and photos of this parlor.  As this room is filled with age-old secrets, we thought to analyze it through the sage-colored glasses of ancient Chinese necromancy, as detailed in Seance Parlor Feng Shui.  And we discovered more than a few surprises.  See our article and photos on our main website, here.