Wednesday, March 05, 2014

Can Fantasy Evolve Into Reality?


On the heels of the Slender Man legend comes the story of 'The Rake', a creepy tale of an unknown being that originally started on a few alternative boards. The narrative eventually reached a larger audience and transformed into a full blown urban legend. Is this allegory have tulpa potential? Well, that remains to be seen...but there have been reports that this creature does exist. The following is the original publication:

The Genesis of 'The Rake'

During the summer of 2003, events in the northeastern United States involving a strange, human-like creature sparked brief local media interest before an apparent blackout was enacted. Little or no information was left intact, as most online and written accounts of the creature were mysteriously destroyed.

Primarily focused in rural New York state, self proclaimed witnesses told stories of their encounters with a creature of unknown origin. Emotions ranged from extremely traumatic levels of fright and discomfort, to an almost childlike sense of playfulness and curiosity. While their published versions are no longer on record, the memories remained powerful. Several of the involved parties began looking for answers that year.

In early 2006, the collaboration had accumulated nearly two dozen documents dating between the 12th century and present day, spanning 4 continents. In almost all cases, the stories were identical. I've been in contact with a member of this group and was able to get some excerpt.

A Suicide Note: 1964

As I prepare to take my life, I feel it necessary to assuage any guilt or pain I have introduced through this act. It is not the fault of anyone other than him. For once I awoke and felt his presence. And once I awoke and saw his form. Once again I awoke and heard his voice, and looked into his eyes. I cannot sleep without fear of what I might next awake to experience. I cannot ever wake. Goodbye.

Found in the same wooden box were two empty envelopes addressed to William and Rose, and one loose personal letter with no envelope.

'Dearest Linnie,

I have prayed for you. He spoke your name.'

A Journal Entry 1880 (translated from Spanish):

I have experience the greatest terror. I have experienced the greatest terror. I have experienced the greatest terror. I see his eyes when I close mine. They are hollow. Black. They saw me and pierced me. His wet hand. I will not sleep. His voice (unintelligible text).

A Mariner's Log: 1691

He came to me in my sleep. From the foot of my bed I felt a sensation. He took everything. We must return to England. We shall not return here again at the request of the Rake.


Witness Account: 2006

Three years ago, I had just returned from a trip from Niagara Falls with my family for the 4th of July. We were all very exhausted after a long day of driving, so my husband and I put the kids right to bed and called it a night.

At about 4am, I woke up thinking my husband had gotten up to use the restroom. I used the moment to steal back the sheets, only to wake him in the process. I appologized and told him I though he got out of bed. When he turned to face me, he gasped and pulled his feet up from the end of the bed so quickly his knee almost knocked me out of the bed. He then grabbed me and said nothing.

After adjusting to the dark for a half second, I was able to see what caused the strange reaction. At the foot of the bed, sitting and facing away from us, there was what appeared to be a naked man, or a large hairless dog of some sort. It's body position was disturbing and unnatural, as if it had been hit by a car or something. For some reason, I was not instantly frightened by it, but more concerned as to its condition. At this point I was somewhat under the assumption that we were supposed to help him.

My husband was peering over his arm and knee, tucked into the fetal position, occasionally glancing at me before returning to the creature.

In a flurry of motion, the creature scrambled around the side of the bed, and then crawled quickly in a flailing sort of motion right along the bed until it was less than a foot from my husband's face. The creature was completely silent for about 30 seconds (or probably closer to 5, it just seemed like a while) just looking at my husband. The creature then placed its hand on his knee and ran into the hallway, leading to the kids' rooms.

I screamed and ran for the lightswitch, planning to stop him before he hurt my children. When I got to the hallway, the light from the bedroom was enough to see it crouching and hunched over about 20 feet away. He turned around and looked directly at me, covered in blood. I flipped the switch on the wall and saw my daughter Clara.

The creature ran down the stairs while my husband and I rushed to help our daughter. She was very badly injured and spoke only once more in her short life. She said "he is the Rake".

My husband drove his car into a lake that night, while rushing our daughter to the hospital. He did not survive.

Being a small town, news got around pretty quickly. The police were helpful at first, and the local newspaper took a lot of interest as well. However, the story was never published and the local television news never followed up either.

For several months, my son Justin and I stayed in a hotel near my parent's house. After we decided to return home, I began looking for answers myself. I eventually located a man in the next town over who had a similar story. We got in contact and began talking about our experiences. He knew of two other people in New York who had seen the creature we now referred to as the Rake.

It took the four of us about two solid years of hunting on the internet and writing letters to come up with a small collection of what we believe to be accounts of the Rake. None of them gave any details, history or follow up. One journal had an entry involving the creature in its first 3 pages, and never mentioned it again. A ship's log explained nothing of the encounter, saying only that they were told to leave by the Rake. That was the last entry in the log.

There were, however, many instances where the creature's visit was one of a series of visits with the same person. Multiple people also mentioned being spoken to, my daughter included. This led us to wonder if the Rake had visited any of us before our last encounter.

I set up a digital recorder near my bed and left it running all night, every night, for two weeks. I would tediously scan through the sounds of me rolling around in my bed each day when I woke up. By the end of the second week, I was quite used to the occasional sound of sleep while blurring through the recording at 8 times the normal speed. (This still took almost an hour every day)

On the first day of the third week, I thought I heard something different. What I found was a shrill voice. It was the Rake. I can't listen to it long enough to even begin to transcribe it. I haven't let anyone listen to it yet. All I know is that I've heard it before, and I now believe that it spoke when it was sitting in front of my husband. I don't remember hearing anything at the time, but for some reason, the voice on the recorder immediately brings me back to that moment.

The thoughts that must have gone through my daughter's head make me very upset.

I have not seen the Rake since he ruined my life, but I know that he has been in my room while I slept. I know and fear that one night I'll wake up to see him staring at me.

NOTE: Could this be a real entity? There are descriptions of similar creatures throughout the ages. For example, Stephen King's novel It where an entity's various manifestations are given form and power by the belief of the townspeople or The Mothman Prophecies where John A. Keel alludes to several ghost and UFO sightings as likely being tulpas. I personally feel that thought-form manifestations may clarify and possibly explain certain phenomena...Lon

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4 comments :

J.Griffin said...

"He turned around and looked directly at me, covered in blood.
I flipped the switch on the wall and saw my daughter Clara.

...she was very badly injured and spoke only once more in her short life. She said "he is the Rake".

My husband drove his car into a lake that night, while rushing our daughter to the hospital. He did not survive.

Being a small town, news got around pretty quickly. The police were helpful at first, and the local newspaper took a lot of interest as well. However, the story was never published and the local television news never followed up either.

For several months, my son Justin and I stayed in a hotel near my parent's house.
After we decided to return home..."

Seriously,
that reads like a poorly written story.

This woman goes through all this,
loses her husband AND daughter and just moves back in?

The local newspaper AND most of the town takes interest and there's NOTHING on the Web from 2006
BUT there are ship's logs from 1691?

Seriously,
I hope tulpas can't be generated from bad urban legends on the web or humanity is doomed....

I'm going to say that the story was written but someone who was rather young,male and without children.

It just does not ring true with me.

I have read it before in more detail and it just reads more like a low budget horror film.

How do online testimonies get mysteriously destroyed?

It seems to me that the same story is actually pretty widespread.

The most important thing that I can see is that if yup las are generated from bad fiction then movies and video games are doing more damage than just socio-psychological conditioning.

They are eroding people's abilities to discern fantasy and reality but as your title speculates-
what impact DOES mass pleasure that is derived from fear and blood
have on the seen&unseen dimensions?

I don't think that so much pleasure&fascination has been
EVER been taken in such dark&perverted meditations in the history of humanity.

There isn't anything so dark&twisted
that it can't be passed off as entertainment,currently-
many producers&directors in the entertainment industries have commented that they are really having trouble finding anything lustful or violent enough to shock their audiences anymore.

J.Griffin said...

Sorry for the typos above-
I was suffering from a conflict of cellphonitis,Auto-spell...
and a lack of sufficient time.

Nevertheless,
I take full responsibility.

Please forgive me.

Tim Whitcher said...

"I don't think that so much pleasure&fascination has been
EVER been taken in such dark&perverted meditations in the history of humanity."

I doubt that to be true, as REAL torture, murder, crippling and catastrophic disease were pretty common place no more than 300 years ago; and TRUE belief in the most absurd superstition was rampant.

I feel that the difference is that our insulated lives allow us to find solace in cheap thrills (rollercoasters, "haunted" attractions, movies, videogames and other forms of entertainment and media).

That being said, the tulpa idea is not so far-fetched. Humans create monsters (like Hitler and Stalin) in their own ways, typically through complacency and apathy.Is it such a leap to think that a creature such as the Rake can be created through dream-sharing? This is not a theory to simply dis-miss a priori as pseudoscience or illegitimate. These beings may not be in the spaces we know, but between them. Could they be walking serene and primal, un-dimensioned and to us unseen, until we call them forward?

dexter lords said...

Finally, people taking this seriously. What are we creating if indeed thought is deed. Is this not a Tibetan teaching?

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