In 2016, I underwent the second of two past-life hypnotic regressions. I was not a "good subject," which means I was only able to achieve a light trance state. It felt like being normally relaxed, except that at times, past-life memories bubbled up to the surface, as it were. Undoubtedly some of these were imagination, but I know that at least some few of them were real, because I was able to verify them in the deep (deeply hidden) historical record. Unexpectedly, in this session, I remembered a personal meeting with Edgar Allan Poe. I spun out a scenario in which Poe looked me up with the hidden agenda of having me do political ghost-writing for an organization he was connected with. I have never found any evidence for it, other than that Poe was friends with George Lippard, who was promoting the idea of unions. I described the meeting in this way:
We were not actually friends...not friends material, but we were very much on the, we were kindred spirits, you know? I mean in the sense that we were both rebels, and we were both smart, and we were both politically aware, and... So there was this sense of equals, you know, kind of just feeling each other out, and sparring, and enjoying that, you know, contact. Without a sense that it necessarily would be a great friendship, but we're just kind of, (chuckles) dancing around each other to kind of see, you know, “Who is this guy? Where's he coming from?” What's he, you know, what's he, you know, capable of, and that kind of thing. Just comparing notes, kind of. You know. I can't really explain it.
But there was no memory of sharing written work, or providing copies. It makes sense that we would, inasmuch as when writers met, it was probably tantamount to exchanging business cards.
Asking a Psychic
There the matter stood for some years, because I didn't want to muddy the waters by researching the matter, myself. However, no-one else ever came forward, so I finally began looking into the matter. By this time I had a pretty good sense of Mathew Franklin Whittier's writing style, both by familiarity and from my own intuition and gradually-awakening past-life identity. As I returned to "The Raven," I felt certain that Mathew had been the author. In the first of my two psychic readings, the psychic said:
My ideas about Edgar Allan Poe are correct (exactly correct or something to that extent, about my thinking he wanted to be friends, and him recruiting me as a political ghost writer). It would take a *lot* of research to uncover (repeated). May find in Edgar Cayce readings.
This particular psychic, Candace Zellner, made a number of direct "hits," which I was subsequently able to confirm in the deep historical record. However, I could find nothing in the Edgar Cayce readings directly relevant on Poe, though there was, indeed, something surprising on Mathew's brother (more on that, perhaps, another day).
Mathew's Coded Messages
Fast-forward several years, and I was able to prove far beyond a reasonable doubt that Poe had never written "The Raven" at all. In fact, he had stolen that poem, "Annabel Lee," and the story, "Some Words with a Mummy," from Mathew. If I couldn't prove it, I would never claim such a thing. But then, people would have to take me seriously long enough to actually look at the evidence with an open mind. And the same goes for some of the other Victorian classics which originally proceeded from Mathew's pen.
Mathew had a habit of inserting coded messages into his published works. Generally, it would be one of three topics: his undercover work for the abolitionist cause; tributes to his late soul-mate, Abby Poyen; or his plagiarists. I was able to find roughly 20 instances in which Mathew left posterity coded messages bearing on this particular subject--Edgar Allan Poe's false claim to "The Raven."
As people are loath to read much text in the 21st century, I will give one very short example.
Mathew was writing anonymously for a New York humor magazine, patterned somewhat after Britain's "Punch," called "Yankee Doodle." It was published in 1846 and part of 1847. Mathew wrote two parody poems on Poe, under the derisive pseudonym, "E.A. Poh." The first of these lampoons "The Haunted Palace," while the second targets "The Raven." The subject of "The Haunted Pasty," which appears in the first or second edition for 1846, is pastries in the kitchen which are attacked by vermin. This was Mathew's view of Poe's poetical sensibilities, and moreover his opinion of what Poe did to Art, itself. But Mathew also loved to introduce his writing with a quote; and in this case, the quote is in Latin. If Mathew used Latin, you can bet it was code. Here, the quote reads:
Aspice quam tumeat magno jecur ansere majus.---Martial.
Here, the attribution indicates it is from Marci Valerii Martialis's "Epigrammata"; while the quote translates roughly to "Behold, how much more the liver swells than the big goose." In other words, Mathew is saying that Poe has artificially built up his reputation the way the ancient Romans used to force-feed geese in order to fatten their livers. Mathew secretly built in an additional confirmation that this is indeed his work--the parody follows, on the page, a satirical piece which is obviously in his style. This was something Mathew did deliberately--sometimes by way of "signing" his anonymous work, sometimes for other reasons.
Since in my extrapolated scenario, Mathew would have to have personally shared these three works with Poe in the first half of 1842, if I can prove they were originally Mathew's work (which I have done), then we have also verified the meeting, itself, glimpsed under hypnosis in 2009. Keep in mind that I am just barely scratching the surface by way of providing the simplest of about 20 examples. The others can be found in the Additional Sources, below.