John Kendrick Bangs (1862-1922) was an american humorist who lived in the New York suburb of Yonkers. He had a long and multifaceted career penning articles, satires, fantasies, as well as some genuine undiluted nonsense. He is typically cited for a kind of silly fantasy genre named after him involving interactions among famous dead historical [...]
Guy Girard, dream of Wednesday April 15, 2020: I have just received the new issue of Peculiar Mormyrid, which is devoted to the theme of fire. I read the editorial by Jason A., admittedly very lyrical and written in an apocalyptic tone, but I worry that these calls for fire, destructive and purifying fire, are [...]
Scene I A flower spreads open in black and white with a tentacle for each petal. One cloudy day this plant will gesture threateningly to a line of elementary students in front of their school. Voice: “The smallest is the best kind.” [This film is cut from the hypnagogic imagery and phrases [...]
Brief introduction to an oneiricist aunty Every once in a while another hidden ancestor will pop up in the most unlikely of spots. We think it’s important to bring these missing links to light wherever possible, and to celebrate the often hidden efforts of dreamworld explorers of all times and eras… Oh there you are, [...]
Dream of November 23, 2018: I am browsing the internet and come across a page entitled “Ducks of Cartersville”. The purpose of this page is to champion the revolutionary potential of ducks. I scroll the feed and see countless pictures of ducks, and people are discussing the revolutionary pros and cons of each duck in [...]
It was a truly beautiful and elegant store, oblong and wooden, with giant curved shelves of books stacked high, up and into a painted, domed ceiling. Titles ranged from the universally known to the utterly esoteric, and there were journals and postcards, and travel guides to all of the wonders of the world. There were [...]
An oneiric communication from Bruno Jacobs to Jason Abdelhadi, December 4th 2017: "Last night I dreamed that I saw the following internet publication of yours, ELEKTRON. I think that it was a kind of newsletter, and it looked quite exactly like this anyway, with paragraphs that didn’t really make sense to me, including odd numbers [...]
One night as I was drifting off to sleep, the idea occurred to me that, just like a film, the start of a dream might also be preceded by a sort of copyright infringement warning: WARNING: The unauthorized repression or alteration of this dream is illegal. Criminal subconscious infringement, including infringement that results in monetary [...]
SC: Mattias Forshage mentioned Pogo and the Okefenokee in an email, which set me off on a Pogo hunt, feeling something needed exploring down there in a vague sort of way. We only had time for a quick stop, and went to the more touristy entrance on the north. An interesting desolateness, still, and a [...]
I was a mormyrid composed of water. It was the most horrifying and yet delicious sense I had ever experienced. I could suddenly feel the sharp edges of my teeth fray from my eyeballs, like beams of light coming through a window on a warm Sunday morning. - contributed by Ashley DeFlaminis
