In hindsight, it became clear that Koomer didn’t want to live his life at all. He wanted someone to take it over from him. I used to relate far more than I would like to admit to that sentiment, but I have always advocated a shared control approach to tulpamancy. His modus operandi was to forfeit the wheel to his tulpa and sit in the cold, black baby seat of languidness. He was a master of tulpamancy because he was a master of disassociation. He continued working hard towards his twisted goal. Oguigi was receptive to this. She cared deeply about Koomer and wanted to become the dominant personality so that she could protect him. Oguigi’s possession became more durable and reaching. His control of the body began to cool. Switching occurred not long after. She became increasingly dominant, and he regressed to being a tulpa. In his journal he describes his fading sense of touch and the growing disconnect between him and the waking world. With no wonderland, his presence was critically deprived of time and sensation.
At about this time I was vacationing in Florida for the Summer and had a chance to meet Koomer and Oguigi. The guy was living in the West Keys but he didn’t seem like much of a beach goer. The body was young, about 21 or 22.
at Fanta-MLN, Milan
until May 17, 2025
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