I dunno how much Sammy actually can or will learn from it, considering how different the two of you are in the tupper department, and also considering the length of that diary of yours. From what I understand, he wants something to speak to him without him willing it. He doesn't seem to want it to be "automated" in the way I traditionally prescribe, but rather "come from someone else", and shuns my guide's parroting approach as such, even despite that I tell him he won't be able to tell a difference in the end when the voice would've become automated and unique-sounding. As far as I understand, the voice may not "sound like him", either. Furthermore, I don't think he cares about belief, "listening", or "feeling" for a voice, so much of Colonel's and a few other peoples' advice from the IRC was rendered null in usefulness.
I think his problem in this case is simply an underactive imagination. It's also difficult to use the word "imagination" around him because he, based on the talk I had with him, seems to differentiate between "imagination" and "hallucinations". From what I could tell, he also doesn't want the tupper to come from the imagination, but his "subconscious", the mythical source of tuppers.
Mostly correct, Fede-sama.
Firstly, you say that in the end after using your guide, you won't be able to tell the difference. But doesn't the fact that you know that this happened mean that you can tell a difference? You remember what the voice originated from, so regardless of whether you can or cannot tell the difference at the end, you still know where it comes from, i.e. you. So that renders it useless.
Secondly, I do care about belief, just not blind belief. I simply cannot just "believe" until something happens. I listen all the time, I don't understand where you got it that I don't care for listening. Feeling for a voice is just like listening, but more meta than I'd like.
Lastly, I still don't understand what you mean by an underactive imagination. My imagination is lacking? I can't imagine a tupper well enough? Well that's good. I don't want to imagine a tupper. I don't want an imaginary friend. I want to hallucinate a tulpa. Two different things, in my eyes. I've had imaginary friends before, and guess what? They're 2 dimensional and boring.
If it doesn't come from my imagination, then it isn't under my control (imagination is an umbrella term for me to describe the parts of the brain I regularly control), thus it comes from the remainder of the brain somewhere, the subconscious (another umbrella term).
Also this isn't a sarcastic PR jesus christ I'm super serial
