It's CenterCore again... Wondering where to start. Well, first of all, just to get up to speed, check out my other stories. If not, you may not understand what I'm talking about.
At any rate...
Well folks, it's official; Jerry is not anchored to one particular place or area. I'm here in Illinois, and I had a close encounter last night. Also, I was tired at the time. I heard that all-too-familiar cough, and then began hearing noise after noise. I was the only one in the house, and it was getting late. I heard feet shuffling in the house, somebody out on the porch, and kept on hearing random things throughout this house being messed with. I even took a short video, but got nothing, otherwise I'd post it.
It didn't take long before I got tired of it and put headphones on. INSTANTLY, the noises out there stopped. I checked, and the dead silence had resumed. I never saw anything this time, just heard noises.
Now, the main reason for this post is to discuss a theory I'm beginning to develop about who and what "Jerry" really is, though I have no speculation on this other spirit he's teamed up with (see my most recent post besides this one for that story).
Okay, have you ever heard of a Tulpa? I've begun researching this concept, and I'm beginning to give credence to the idea that "Jerry" could, very well, be a manifestation of my own thoughts. But here's the catch; it seems that the less active MY own consciousness is, the MORE active HIS is. I have, in effect, actually given life to what seems to be a doppelganger of myself, because from the few times I've seen him, and the one BRIEF time I caught a glimpse of his face, he seems to have the exact same build and height I do. Only, he appears dead and pale, and is clean-shaven.
A number of things seem to trigger these "Jerry" encounters, and it's taken me this long to figure this out. "Jerry" only ever seems to appear when I'm NOT expecting him. It could be anything; depression, stress, boredom, fatigue; ANY situation where my mind is predisposed to any feeling other then 100% alertness. But it doesn't happen every time. Or if it does, I simply don't catch it. I think "Jerry" is, in fact, NOT a ghost, which leads me to believe perhaps this has been the wrong site all along to share my experiences about him. He shares no characteristics of a normal "ghost", and seems to work in cooperation with my own subconscious. And I think he possesses an intellect and similar mindset that I do. He is tricky; he isn't exactly everybody's best friend. He works in mysterious ways. But yet he has somehow outsmarted me all these years to the point that it has taken this long for me to fully understand him and how he works.
Basically, "Jerry" is me, or rather a different side of me. He has the ability to BE heard by others, but only when he chooses to be. "Jerry" has never been trying to gain anything from me; advice, help, anything. He messes with me. He, in his way, "entertains" me. I think he is the physically manifestation of a lot of things, the aforementioned "boredom', "stress", and 'depression". Only he is a physical being, whose consciousness is strengthened by my lack thereof.
Now, I do also have a theory of the other spirit. I think that entity IS an actual "ghost". I believe this "Jerry", my own manifestation of myself, is able to commune with the spiritual side of the world. This other spirit's identity, I don't believe, plays any true significance. The important thing is, in a way, I can communicate with the afterlife, through "Jerry". I know I'm making no sense, and it's so hard to explain what I'm trying to say. The best way I can put it is, "Jerry" is me, but the spiritual version. It's as though he is my very soul, but the strength of his (or, MY) ability to separate from my physical body depends upon the percentage of my mental activity.
His cough is that of a smoker; I WAS a smoker. It all fits, really. "Jerry" is really ME.
A few commenter's in past stories have actually made this very suggestion to me, and now it's making perfect sense. I, essentially, have control over what "Jerry" does. I think, the times I have found items or objects misplaced or lost, it's my own doing. "Jerry"s own doing. This physical form I've created is actually manipulating objects in real-time, for lack of a better term.
So, tell me; is there anyone out there who can potentially give any justice to anything I've just said? Is "Jerry" in fact MY OWN spirit, able to dissect from my body and move freely about? Or is this bogus explanation merely evidence that I've truly lost it? I'd LOVE some feedback, especially from those who are familiar with my experiences. If I'm right, then I've just solved this whole mystery at long last.