Cosmic versus Worldly Artwork
I contrast the cosmic interpretation of artwork with the interpretation that was the norm for the decade before my Substack, referencing Pirates of the Caribbean and other works
To be Cosmic in nature is an inherent part of artwork. The cosmos is a level of the heavens - maybe the 5th. People are born attuned to it. Even the smallest elements of artwork, coming from personal expression, can have practically unlimited Cosmic significance in resonance. For instance, a line from a comic book which later became wildly popular, like βwith great power comes great responsibilityβ that was not originally even a line by Uncle Ben, but rather a caption.

And so the cosmos is an important aspect of what makes artwork good. The major missing element to be learned beside basic fundamentals, which inspired people like in animation and comics to disregard proper drawing skill because things like Adventure Time took off. But consider βmathematicalβ as a catchphrase and the many princesses. This gets the youth excited to learn about the cosmic mathematics of life which can help them understand the differences between girls. But then Tumblr females expressed their resentment and opposition to being approached in this way for their inherent cute traits. And so the crew mutinied the original adventurous spirit in favor of the Tumblr spirit. This led to producing bizarre Tumblr millennials as an audience, enjoying Fionna and Cake for her being a fat loser as that is preferable for them to the βmathematicalβ original trajectory.

Manifesting mental illness
If artwork doesn't manifest the heavens, then it must manifest this Earth. This Earth is sick, especially in many ways relevant to Art these days. And so this quickly leads to manifesting mental illness. What I described about the transition of Adventure Time is an example. Who would desire to be a fat loser if she wasn't mentally ill? To want to glorify that to the youth (even if they're finally aware they should give up on appealing to kids) makes it even more mentally ill.


Famous classics like The Nightmare before Christmas are classics because they evoke Cosmic notions like the contrast between the spooky meaning of Halloween and the Christian meaning of Christmas. There is no real alternative to why it created a whole subculture, and it is merely common sense people have learned to avoid noticing. (Like all the animation industry people who lash out at me like I'm a teenager when I hint at the subjects I discuss on my Substack, part of their training process for being members of their community) there is no more cartoon movies and TV shows like this because they no longer have the necessary Cosmic resonance.

Things like how much of an impact the movie had was never truly analyzed as people did not want to acknowledge the real meaning. Many βChristiansβ wanted to hate Halloween, and so put themselves on a collision course with their children feeling like they hate them. In Tumblr culture, many characters are a direct reflection of Jack Skellington all the way to this day. Witless mainstream cultural commentators could do absolutely nothing to this, they could only do lame Jewish shlock stunts like Ben Shapiro. Following a religion of Dead Men's Bones, to discover the deeper meaning to be found in the grave after Jesus vacated it is to put their lives in an uncomfortable light.

They babbled about artwork as a career, and meanwhile the religion they pretended to follow spoke about how the body of followers can be led astray by making a golden calf. Artwork has vast spiritual significance, but they can't acknowledge it without acknowledging too many of their errors for their taste.

Meanwhile their descendants divested themselves from Christianity and so their enjoyment of Nightmare and other cosmically resonant works went astray. Digital Circus has a βTumblr Sexymanβ, but he feels like he has been extruded in the form of mental illness, like spaghetti.
The various projects they embarked upon on Tumblr and other places was essentially the process of forming their mental illnesses. In homestuck, there's a narrative of protestant kids fighting an Italian Supermob(n)ster to revive a Protestant world, but they can never admit it to themselves, I can only point it out to embarrass them. In Gravity Falls, they wrestled with their terror about the Paranormal even though so many of them, practically all of them, enjoyed The Nightmare before Christmas or closely knew people who did. In Undertale and Deltarune they addressed themes like playing as characters who already have lives, but could discover no real point for this. In one instance after another they are confronted with meaningful situations through artwork that dissolve in the mind into sensations, outbursts, fixations upon certain types of characters, and so on and so forth. I started big changes for artwork that could never be undone, and so they became ill about it as my process for restoring the proper purposes of art continued regardless in the background.

My alternative path would have meant first expanding into the personal: learning to associate things with myself, my brother, ipgd, and even my red βdogβ. And then the Cosmic: Lords of Mystery, Mischief, Shadows, the Cosmic Titans, remnants of past ages beside Lord of the Rings, and so on and so forth. At the same time comprehension is developed of the true significance of God, ascending people's notions from the dreary lows of Protestantism.
For instance, in my spiritual visions John becomes associated with me and Dave with my brother. This is a sort of identity piracy: Andrew made millions off of exploiting what I was building in secret, and so Homestuck fans learn to see the characters in The Light of me and the life context which inspired me. I never got anywhere close to pulling this off, the pirate ship necessary still lies down the path of my personal future.

Next, with ipgd I would prefer to be the dark and cool one instead of being impressed by those traits in my brother. So I become Dave and ipgd becomes Jade. This currently-strange contextual swapping of identity is an illustration of how Cosmic figures, real people, literary archetypes, etc can all be represented by the same character, using different contexts to see the different meanings that arises for each level of person.
In the course of this Homestuck would not have been so trashy as the bizarre mental illness of Act 6, the characters squabbling around saying they are each other's moms and sons, pure destitution of spirit that is only a mechanism for driving the lives of Homestuck fans down the dire path they have chosen. A truly desolate abomination.

I understand at this point people aren't going to be quick to adopt my Cosmic consciousness for artwork. It makes you ill to look around and see not artwork at all, but rather mental illness being anatomically illustrated in a convoluted way. And the fandoms are not actually experiencing artwork, they are getting free or cheap therapy to cope with their personal decisions and careers. John K was developing these sorts of realizations which I have attained, which made people think him as well as teenage me were saying that the drawing skill wasn't there. In reality Stan Lee didn't need to give Uncle Ben's famous line to him the first time to see the timeless story being formed by him and Steve Ditko.
It's a very simple thesis about which an anonymous industry person tried to savagely mentally abuse me (as if I am much younger) for pointing out in relation to Hell: if your heart isn't set on Heaven, you're just wasting your time while working on artwork or anything else. What you wasted your time on can join you eternally in Hell. Intuitively we recognize this, just look at how digital circus evokes purgatory/hell in association with symbolism of how social media transforms lives. If you spend your time for Heaven, heaven will reach out and put together what you're working on for you, as when AI generated imagery beyond what I was previously capable of imagining. (Individual images of Sauricore can't show what this means because I am extrapolating the images together myself to see the transcendent information)
I receive many eureka moments because I desire them. For my true enemies, they will never come. They have always hated the Cosmos. They have always hated what that divinely cloaked path to Heaven means. But eventually, it will become overwhelming. They can no longer deny that every decent person prefers the Cosmic view to seeing leftists babble out Marxist analysis, or confusing therapeutic experiences as artistic experiences. Hell comes for them. Until that moment, I walk the slow path of achieving it, as my victories become more easily seen.
