I've been delving deep into the lore and sightings of the elusive Yowie, and I've stumbled upon a theory that might just shake things up a bit. What if the Yowie isn't just a mysterious ape-like creature lurking in the shadows, but something far more intriguing - an incubus?
Now before you dismiss this as just another wild theory hear me out. Throughout history, incubi have been known as supernatural beings that visit sleeping individuals often in the form of a humanoid figure, with the intent of engaging in sexual activity. Many Yowie encounters involve eerie nighttime visits and a sense of otherworldly presence - which I have recently experienced after a very, very vivid sexual dream regarding the Yowie.
I don't want to go into too much detail as I don't want to get banned (ha ha
), but the general gist was extremely steamy. In the dream I was in Wellington caves when the Yowie happened upon me. He was a surprisingly gentle lover at first, but as he found his rhythm he became much more primal and dominant. I had no idea where his fur ended and mine began. The smell was somewhat reminiscent of wet dog (probably due to his aforementioned abundance of fur) however it had a lightly sweet and delightful smell, too. Sort of enticing yet repulsive. Like a musk-stick left in the back of a fridge for a few months.
I awoke drenched in a viscous puddle of what I believe was sweat. But was it mine, or that of the Yowie? (/incubus)
Think about it - reports of Yowie sightings often coincide with strange feelings of dread or unease, similar to the sensations associated with encounters with other supernatural entities like ghosts or demons. Could it be that the Yowie's elusiveness isn't just due to its physical prowess, but also because it exists on a different plane of existence, one intertwined with our wet dreams and nightmares?
This theory opens up a whole new realm of possibilities for understanding the Yowie phenomenon. It might explain why sightings are so sporadic and why evidence is often elusive - after all, how do you capture something that may not even exist in our physical reality most of the time? The only thing I know for sure, is that what I experienced can only be described as unforgettable and the thick puddle I awoke in was most certainly real.
Could this be evidence of him transcending the multi-dimensional barriers of love and reality?
Could the Yowie really be an incubus in disguise, lurking in the shadows of our dreams?
Anyway, just some musings. Very eager to hear thoughts on this idea from fellow Yowie aficionados such as those here on this forum. Lots of interesting food for thought on here and I'm very honoured to be part of such a forward minded community.
