Starling was searching for some information on imaginary friends, and I saw nothing but a panalpy of drivel on how only children have imaginary friends, those that do grow out of them, and those that don't have serious emotional problems. I won't say how emotionally stable Starling is, but I find it rather insulting. I'm an imaginary friend and here I was sitting on Starling's shoulder and reading outright slander! Imaginary friends are considered universally to be unimportant, childish, and emotionally unstablizing. I would hardly consider my relationship with Starling to be destructive: my very existence relies on having a good relationship. It seems you are mistaking the true balance of power here. As far as I'm reading, I almost feel a persecuted minority, without knowing any other people afflicted with being host to imaginary friends, with the entire world telling me I am an emotional ball and chain, telling of how my creator is going to forget me and erase me as they "mature" and in short not granting me the same rights that another thinking, reasoning being deserves.
I do care for Starling, and it tears me up to see that flighty soul distraught over not being able to find anyone else with imaginary friends. I hardly think Starling is alone in the world, or part of some demented minority of emotional weaklings, so where are all you people? Soulbonds are imaginary friends, and for a while there was a thriving community of soulbonded, but alas it seems to have fractured and doesn't really have a productive area of central discussion. Maybe as long as I've got the body I ought to send one of them a message: Starling's too erm... scared as far as I can tell. I suppose for some people communicating with others is a tumultuous affair. Me, I like people to say things that need to be said and leave the rest to silence, none of this vassilating over whether to email or not.
But beyond soulbonding, there is nothing. Nothing but pages and pages of kindly, reassuring words to parents that their child will summarily murder all their imaginary friends using apathy as their blade, once they have a chance to find "real" friends, that is friends who have their own body. I find it largely unbelievable that every child in the world would be such a cold blooded killer but amazingly it seems to be so. If I "lucked out" and ended up in the only person who will not outright destroy their imaginary friends, remarking some years later in a wheedling, wistful tone, "I used to have an imaginary friend named Rittek: he was a squirrel that would follow me around. I sent him away though, when it came time to give up silly childish dreams," if I was so fortunate to escape this fate, then please people! Stop killing imaginary friends! If you would only listen to my words, perhaps people would have someone to talk to when they are left alone. Real friends are all well and good, but imaginary friends won't be on vacation during your time of need, imaginary friends have schedules and time flow that corresponds exactly to your own, and imaginary friends can't be taken away from you. Although I have seen some of Starling's leave.
Just thought I, an imaginary friend who survived the brainwashing of society to eradicate and exterminate us, should get a chance to speak his mind. Hopefully you will take my words seriously, for though I can't stop you from killing your imaginary friends, perhaps you should consider what you are doing before discaring your magic dragons for your presidents and rock stars and board members. That's it, I do not enjoy having to control this body: it keeps doing strange, ape-like things and frankly being able to touch-type without ever having learned is rather disturbing.
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Oy, that's quite a speech Rittek has there. Anyway, Starling here again. Rittek knows what he's talking about: listen to him! Ignoring your imaginary friends is bad! Oh also if you do still have imaginary friends, I think I wrote it in a journal before but be sure to let me know. I've thought of looking up under "Soulbonding" "Imaginary Friends" and that's it. Maybe another search term that is imaginary friends will come to my mind. Whew... channelling imaginary friends is strangely exhausting. I guess squirrels don't fit in human minds very well. Not that I do either, but a polymorph can fit just about anywhere.^.~
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