Stan Gooch - The Origins of Psychic Phenomena

For Ezra KoganandDavid Sawyer

We live in a truly dark age, lit only here and there by a few candles.

MARTYN PRYER

But the skeptics are happier in their singleness and their simplicity, happy that they do not, will not, realize the monstrous things that lie only just beneath the surface of our cracking civilization.

MONTAGUE SUMMERS

INTRODUCTION

T he hero of this book is a former police detective sergeant, now a bus driver. His testimony determined me to write it. He wrote to tell me that he was being visited nocturnally by various incubi and a succubus. A succubus is defined by the Oxford Dictionary as a female demon who makes love to men during the hours of darkness. An incubus is a demon who bears down upon people during their sleep, choking and suffocating them, but who also performs the sex act with women.

The significant point about his letter, the synchronistic point perhaps, was that I myself had recently begun receiving visits from a succubus.

Then, only a short time later, a well-known actress wrote to me asking for help. When I visited her she told me she had recently been attacked at night by an entity, an experience which had left her, apart from fearful, with a mouthful of dried blood. Two very interesting facts to emerge about her are that she is left-handed and has an extra nipple. These, of course, are the traditional marks of the medieval witch.

Other material came rapidly to hand. The film The Entity, for example, is based on an actual case reported by a psychiatrist. Here a woman was raped on several occasions by an entity or force, which left her with severe bruising and a damaged mind. In Italy, in 1983, a Scottish girl, Carol Compton, was denounced and tried as a witch. Objects are said to have moved in her presence without being touched, and in particular she was accused of starting three fires paranormally, when she herself was not physically present, in a childs bedroom.

The question of paranormal fire leads on to a recent case of what is called spontaneous human combustion. According to a Chicago police report, a woman burst spontaneously into flames while walking down a city street, in full view of many witnesses. Incidentally, the bizarre and so far inexplicable occurrence of human beings bursting into flames, in which the flesh of the victim is totally consumed while adjacent objects and sometimes even the victims clothing remain unharmed, is one that otherwise skeptical scientists accept as factual. They have to. How can they reject the findings of coroners inquests?

The surge of paranormal visitations described in this book is perhaps remarkable for its occurrence at a time when orthodox science has never been stronger, when Western academic opinion in general has never been more ready to pour scorn on what it considers to be the superstitious hysteria of fools. Yet, as this book shows, a growing number of doctors, scientists, and psychiatrists around the world are quietly reporting on aspects of the phenomena under discussion. Increasingly, too, their reports are appearing in the orthodox medical and scientific press.

The investigation of the remarkable events of a succubusincubus visitationand of such other allied phenomena as poltergeist attacksleads us in fact not into some cuckooland of human gullibility and credulity, but into a still more remarkable and altogether real area, the human unconscious mind. In the professional literature we find much relevant documentation not only from historical sources such as Sigmund Freud, C. G. Jung, and their associates, but from modern, practicing psychiatrists like Morton Schatzman, Mary Williams, Lorna Selfe, Hervey Cleckley, R. L. Moody, and many others. We find, for instance, a poltergeistincubus attack occurring in a doctors consulting room, a woman whose hallucinations became visible to others, and cases of multiple personality where the alternative, displacing personae exhibit not simply psychological characteristics different from those of the real occupant of the body but also different brain waves and other autonomic physiological responses. By no criteria whatsoever can we consider these alternative, usurping personae to be any less actual, any less genuine than the normal owner of consciousnessthat is, than the real you who sits reading this book. So what, then, really is a human personality, and what are not so much the limits of its powers, as the full, unrealized extent of them? The answers to these questions prove to be far more daunting than any alleged world of spirits (the explanation usually put forward by occultists and paranormalists); they are so daunting, in fact, that the implications of the wholly authentic instances detailed here are currently totally excluded from informed modern Western consciousness. We shall as a passing exercise be documenting a deliberate (although perhaps not fully conscious) policy of total non-discussion of these matters by mainstream Western academic psychology and psychiatry in particular and by Western science in general.

Is it the growing acceptance of supernormal phenomena by the public at large that is leading both to a renaissance of these dramatic events and, above all, to a willingness to stand up and be counted? Or is it the denial and repression by mainstream academic opinion of the forces involved (whatever they may prove to be) which increases the strength of those forces, so that what might otherwise be controlled and channeled bursts out in uncontrolled violence?

The point has certainly been reached where the phenomena in question must be made fully public. As the one-time detective sergeant put it: This area doesnt just need investigating. It needs a bloody great searchlight.

I hope this book is his bloody great searchlight.

PART ONE

BEGINNINGS

1

INCUBI AND SUCCUBI IN SUBURBIA

I n the spring of 1981 Martyn Pryer, a former detective sergeant with the Metropolitan Police, wrote to tell me of some of his experiences with alternative reality. Of these, his experiences with apparently discarnate entities or demons are the most exciting, since they seem to go well beyond any form of mere hallucination. Martyn Pryers own written accounts can hardly be bettered, and excerpts from these now follow.

Some aspects of Martyns earlier life are more relevant to subsequent chapters. All that need be demonstrated here is that, while successfully pursuing a straight career, there had always been another more poetic side to Martyns nature that prevented him from integrating finally with those (the majority of people) who go through life in a state of, as he puts it, uncontrolled folly.

At the age of about four or five, after being put to bed, I would get up and sit on the windowsill, watching the sun set over the woods and fields at the back of the house. These moments are among the dearest memories of my childhood....

By the age of eighteen I had become a fully fledged nature mystic. I used to wander in the woods and talk to the trees. I seemed to be floating as I wandered about late at night. I smelled the air and held my hands up to the rain. I allowed myself to merge with nature. It all sounds a bit daft when put into writing, but these were beautiful experiences. You are no doubt familiar with these kinds of accountsbut truly, words cannot describe them accurately.