Trolls and other weird shit

[FAQ man]

So I got this email the other day, don't know if it's trolling or not, but it was plenty weird and kind of amusing.

 

Well...I don't know how to start this e-mail.I imagine that a lot of

people writes you after reading the guides.I didn't wanted to bother

you with trivial questions, since all what I had read in your site,

but I'm learning about tulpa with one of my friends and after I told

him about my experiences (first time that I did it with someone

else...out of my "girlfriend"), which triggering his insistences about

how I should (maybe) ask you if I have a tulpa or no.

Uhm.My..."girlfriend".I'm a 22 years old student of College with a

mayor in Literature.She doesn't want me to tell you her name (it's a

weird name, anyways, and it doesn't sound like human), but she thinks

it's okay to call her by her initials:E.She also agreed with my friend

about sending you this e mail, even when she says that she is not a

tulpa.

(she felt slightly offended with me when I read your guides and asked

her if she was)

She would like me to create one, actually, but she claims to be a

demon with no hierarchy who ran away from hell.E. came to me fifty

years ago.By the time, I was christian and I was also living abusive

situations in my family.One day I felt tired of kneeling and praying

for something that felt cold and made me feel even lonelier and

rejected.I don't know how religion is for other people, but that is

how it (didn't) worked for me.

She was conciliatory with me, taking a mother-like appearance and

acting how my mother never could.She wrapped around me like warm air

and kissed, caress me.We started to talk almost immediately.Inside my

head.I only stopped crying when I could have my time to be with

her.Since then.She said she was a rejected angel and I believed her.

I think it lasted until I turned twelve.The abuse became sexual and I

wanted to leave my house to study in other place.I had imaginary

friends and I knew the difference between her and them.But I thought

that all these things were a part of my childhood.I wanted to tear

them apart and forget, to start again.I felt very lonely.My sanity

went away several times and I became self destructive.

When I turned fifty, she came back as a male.She was very sarcastic

with me and since I understood the world through sex and violence,

E...kinda raped me.I was sleeping and came to me in a dream to force

herself on me, even when I started to enjoy it after a while.Despite

of this, I would describe our relationship from that time

as...fraternal.She was like the old brother that left me behind to

make his own way.

I left her again when I turned eighteen and left home.I wanted to be

an adult.She laughed at me and my expectations with my...other?

Real?Human?Girlfriend of the time.After a failure that took me two

years, I came back to live with my mother, once I retrieved my weak

mental health.

We started to talk again then.I couldn't have go through all what

happened to me a year ago otherwise.She took the appearance of a

mythological harpy and lives inside of my most of time, as a voice,

unless I feel like going to our castle, which pretty much like fits

with the Wonderland you described in your web.

She used to be a male but she changed her name and the characteristic

colors from red to golden.(when I was a little girl, I associate her

with blue and as a teenager with black) Her mood changes from time to

time about my relationships.When I am into one, she despises my couple

and once this person has left me, she is happy of having me to

herself...but she often encourages me to take the first step, to

seduce someone or become in friends with a new person.She wants me to

be in love with someone else but she claims to be jealous from time to

time, even when she says that I'm never going to be so close to no

one, as I am to her, which I think it's true.

When I read "His dark materials" by Phillip Pullman, I asked her,

kinda joking if she was a daemon and E. got slightly mad at me because

of this.She isn't an animal even if she says she is a demon and my

familiar.So...this is my situation.

If she is a tulpa, we have sex and it's normal for me.Also, our

wonderland is filled with gory images, because it looks like something

taken out of a guro manga or a gothic novel, very dark and blood,

specially for the torture rituals that we perform on each other as we

talk.

I like it.She likes it.That's how we communicate.This is why I don't

see a lot of problems.

I never talked to no one about this.It's something inside of me.It's

weird to learn all of sudden that it has even a name, if it's a tulpa.

Well...that.

Thanks for reading, sorry if I bored you~

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My reply: There are instances of tulpae disbelieving that they are just a figment of the mind.

There are instances of tulpae leaving for years and returning to the forefront of the mind.

Although the practice has many names (tulpa just being one) it's rather old and wide spread.

I'm not going to assess the situation beyond that, because frankly it feels kind of trolly.

tulpa.info is not my site, it is Pleeb's site, and I cannot run or maintain a website due to the fact that I am terrible with computers.

Fifteen = 15

Fifty = 50

[spoot]

It seems too out there to be a troll.

 

very dark and blood,

specially for the torture rituals that we perform on each other as we

talk.

And this part kinda got me.

If this is real, I would say that this person may need some psychological help.

 

[FAQ man]

Another email from this really weird kid who I talked with for a while. This is where I finally drew the line and stopped bothering with him.

Okay, I feel really bad for bothering you again, but I have two questions.

 

1. Can you send me all of the Tulpa guide-sheets that you have?

 

2. Alright, whenever I try to focus on Gilbert (what I've been calling my tulpa), all I see is this teenager that keeps licking a blooding knife. Whenever I try to ask him where Gilbert is, he always mumbles things like "yes..Gilbert...." and "Why do you want to see him when you have me?". Do you have any advice on what I should do right now. It would be very appreciated.

 

Thank!

[Charlotte]

2. Alright, whenever I try to focus on Gilbert (what I've been calling my tulpa), all I see is this teenager that keeps licking a blooding knife. Whenever I try to ask him where Gilbert is, he always mumbles things like \"yes..Gilbert....\" and \"Why do you want to see him when you have me?\". Do you have any advice on what I should do right now. It would be very appreciated.

 

Thank!

Oh wow what the fuck.

What an attention whore.

(I bet he goes to the IRC)

[FAQ man]

Naw. He went to the irc once, acted like an asshole, and then said "FAQ do you recommend any churches for exorcisms?"

 

I said "Why the hell would I know anything about that shit?"

 

He left in like under a second. You could feel the embarrassment permeate. Then he came back under a new name, I called him out on it, and then he basically didn't come back.

 

Oh, and after that email, he emailed me one more time. I said "You're too psychologically encumbered to make a tulpa" and then he ran to /x/, made a thread complaining, and then it got trolled to death because by then /x/ already thought it was cancer.

 

Goooood times, GoooOOooOOd times. heh.

[Charlotte]

Oh man that sounds awesome.

Do you have screenshots or anything?

I don't even understand these people, what exactly are they looking to gain?

[FAQ man]

I don't have a screen shot of the IRC thing, but I can get you shots of his email weirdness, if you'd like. My tulpa didn't want to talk to him, and he shat bricks all over my email. Funny stuff.

[Charlotte]

Yeah I'd like some screenshots, I'm pretty bored.

Also I thought your tulpa hated everyone?

[FAQ man]

Yeah, for the most part.

http://i.imgur.com/g7WOa.png

 

Here are the highlights.

[Biotech]

This is gold.