@Psychopomf  
No, of course not. What would be sad if there was someone who DIDN’T find that idea at least slightly funny.

@Background Pony  
I like the last one, honestly.
 
Or maybe a combination of the first and last ones.

so… I create pinkie as a tulpa, then I create the entirety of equestria as my mindscape, then six years later a show is made out of it, without my influence in it. my conclusions are as follows: either I’m totally insane, and I’m trapped in a mental ward with no escape from my broken mind, I created the ponies and telepathically fed the ideas into lauren faust’s mind (or the other way around), or the ponies are real and their universe is slowly blending with ours. the first option means you don’t actually exist. take your pick

If you think six is an absurd number, then I have at least one. Then I’d argue for two.

Oh. Well then I have like six pony tulpas.

No, they’re not products of insanity, it’s quite opposite to that.
 
You control what they are when you create them yourself, usually only people like monks can do this tho.
 
And you choose to do all this, it’s not like dementia or something.

V Oh, so I got it wrong. I tend to get headmates and tulpas confused. Then again, they’re both products of insanity.

Induced insanity, i.e. someone actually believes their imaginary friend is real.

@Takashi.0  
A Tulpa is like an imaginary friend, but you can control what it is.
 
It’s only recommended that you try to do it if you have a large amount of mental control or something.

Apparently it’s the self-diagnosed-schizophrenia version of an imaginary friend, or something like that.

V I’m honestly more bothered by the fact that, seriously, what the fuck is a Tulpa?

Is it sad that I think it’d be funny if someone made a meta fanfic?
 
Some loser brony has a tulpa of his favorite pony. Then he meets a girl who is like a humanized version of his favorite pony. So he falls for her. But then his imaginary girlfriend gets pissed.
 
It’s like a classic romantic love triangle.
 
But demented as fuck.