Helluva Boss part 3 | Sex fantasies of Corporate Artists
Further explaining my involvement in the psychosocial background of the fan base, the spirit nature of corporate BDSM, and the Hank Pym slap.
Kesha had a reputation as being a “genius” among redditors who tried to find sense in their stupid assessment of the world, before they eventually solidified into being caricatures of redditors. She also featured in a copypasta for a Mario script long before the actual one; “feeling like” relates to the mergers of individuals my Rings caused gradually before being interrupted, leading to the paganism of trying to simulate it with non-binary and such things, just as the pagans of antiquity tried to crudely simulate things of prehistoric ages like knowledge of the trickster. There are many traces of my microage of my Revolution to be found in all sorts of places, and so I must demolish the 10s cultures which find the discovery of those traces intolerable.
Previous. As a teenager my goal was to advance friendship. And so quickly I made a lot of people very angry for this reason alongside the other reasons. They didn't believe in friendship: they sacrificed having real friends for the sake of their careers, were bad people that people didn't want to be friends with, and so forth.
These were people like Andrew Hussie and veterans and students of the animation industry. For some, they weren't even concerned with sex directly, only their lack of desire not to be more connected with others. But eventually the relevance to finding sex everything in your life: identity, relationships, jokes, etc. Exploded. In part this came from people recognizing the dreary emptiness without the forms of connecting with others I was advancing, especially in the new environment of online interaction. And so, they needed alternatives. And so, they needed artists to provide them those alternatives because my artwork fuels my innovations. These were Andrew Hussie, former John K fans Rebecca Sugar and Dana Terrace, VivziePop, and others.
Corporate BDSM
“Hold on” relates to the things I was working on as a teenager being delayed because of parasitic things like Homestuck, including spiritual innovations.
In the later years of my attempted Revolution I read the blog of a critic of civilization of our day. He was a main source for ideas of the trickster. He made a story which he later said to be “as perfect as the day it was written.” This was about sucking dick as a metaphor for career advancement.
This was the sort of metaphor I took well to. If the interaction between people is healthy, everything is normal and alternate interpretations of it are mainly for fun. If it is unhealthy, it can be reinterpreted to show the true nature of what is going on. What they consider to be “normal” is merely a delusion to hide how they are using others.
In industry animation, all public interaction is a facade. There are tons of social rules and many people who are neurotic about them, one reason being how easy it is for my revolution of friendship and other things like good cartooning to re-emerge.
This creates a disgusting state of submission, something to belittle. And so, this is another reason they are terrified of real cartoonists capable of illustrating their spiritual state. Even Springtrapped verged on this, as some people in animation aren't much more than animatronics, soulless NPCs who screech when their careers are threatened.
The Careerist Metaphor
When people want to get ahead in careers as their first priority they submit, even if it is painful, degrading and abstractly violent towards their real selves. Meanwhile the competition below them are targets of dominance and sadism, even if they aren't bothering anybody. They become bound in social rules, standards, and methods that allow them participation and are eager to see others bound in them, angry if they get away with not being so.
And so bdsm and other fetishes sexualize the corporate world, making it not so dreary and painful and finding pleasure in the context of their lives instead. This sort of thing isn't necessarily uninnocent, as people are supposed to react to their context and find the joy of their lives. But, with non-Christians of course it quickly becomes perverted degeneracies.
In the case of Helluva Boss simply by reading the words of the fans shows where they are getting perverse pleasures from. (And so, the industries didn't want me to teach people how to understand expression through writing) They claim to desire consent, but don't care about the consent of those they gain outside energy for their sexual activity from. Looking deep into their perversions, one of the reasons why it was insisted I wanted to work in Industry animation was because then I would be another status climber like themselves, “consenting” to the sexual abuse I have received.
As a teenager, I saw comics and cartoons as full of bad guys, but these could be beaten and the good guys could win. That was really my model of my whole efforts. Their corporate BDSM is something I was completely separate from, which is another dimension of their sexual abuse of my teenage self besides things like thousands of messages about “sucking John K's dick”.
Eventually the “shock” of my adult faculties appeared in people's minds, encouraged by the Equius Zahhak character. I get it, when someone with my sort of affinities is in this sort of context, that's strange. Anomalous, even. One of my personal (as opposed to art philosophical) dislikes of the animation industry was them taking out damsel in distress scenes for the sake of feminism. But, I just wanted to interact like any other normal guy (even if I happened to find out how rare normal guys were years later, so they wouldn't even know what that means actually.) This must have been one of the fracture points of their cultural insanity, simultaneously needing to uplift corporate BDSM while denigrating my “bondage” association, amongst other factors.
I was trying to help take them out (if they were worthy) of this sort of system, and in the aftermath decided they all deserved it, as they abused the dimensions of my adult nature into a simplistic caricature encapsulated in Equius (although my best friend loved him anyway) and so snapped into leaving them in that simplicity.
Congealing Damage
When you look at people involved with my teenage and young adult period, certain aspects of their psychology is entirely defined by their miserable events. Confused as personality traits, they are compacted remnants of things like putting way too much effort into grilling me while I was trying to help them.
And so this gives basis for resonating with identifying as demons. Demons, too, are entirely defined by being damaged (at least the fallen angel ones). This damage aggravates awareness of the damagedness of their context. And so “sex jokes” juxtapose the reality of the Los Angeles environment illustrated in Hazbin Hotel.
Not so much of a joke when it's just how it works however. Instead of receiving freedom, the constraints of the 00s were aggravated. People getting screamed at for their cartoon opinions just as I was screamed a decade earlier. More and more social rules, no genuine horror etc. Inside these networks of bondage are Underbeasts, who have infested a fertile environment for themselves. And so finally, after long years, we have arrived at the true cause of me “shocking” people. Which took many forms: that Gurren Lagann fan I tried to make friends with claimed “I was trying to control him”, others referred to me as “Lord”, like Lord English, as I denigrated myself, etc. Turned out emphasizing my lack of ego was an “Equius thing” and so that's why people didn't care.
My futuristic creatures cause restraint as they bring others into service, giving things of great value like artistic inspiration in return. Essentially detached from my own activity, and so in the agony of the end of my Revolution I felt myself gaining an astral skeletal state as I was treated according to my monsters instead of myself, later represented by the Caliborn character. “Caliborn” relates to being born out of California, as the good amongst it is extracted, the most important members of this process being the Underbeasts.
As I have dominion over my creatures, it is a sublime irony that I would have the power to free people from them, as the Californian artists whined in their ignorance, not knowing about the astral background of their lives. Instead, choosing the astral spirits who fear the Underbeasts, who have no concern for them or anyone else whatsoever. Listening to their stupid lies and becoming obnoxious embarrassments like the Zack furry above.
Target of perversions
In recent time people have decided that even commenting on /co/ is too much for them, and furthermore did intensive efforts to “breed” my psychology like an isolated Zoomer. In part this came simply from their stupidity, but overall was part of the direct intention for me to actually be like Equius Zahhak, involving things like ignorance of my spiritual visions happening.
Imagine if they didn't: various sectors of the comics and cartoons community coming together to abuse and exploit me with energy coming from the various projects of people still seething about my teenage self, while I still had no idea why they got so mad. Essentially about the most depraved scenario imaginable, and so of course my spiritual visions happened.
This new episode has the energy of Underbeasts advancing on the POV. Actualizing pieces of my visions
It also occurs to me Jesus’s words about cutting things short so it is not so that nobody is saved. Yeah, the notion of things like Cosmic settings can really mess with people's heads and create temptations that should never be fulfilled. And so if I keep promoting my Cosmic setting I can really fuck up bad people even more.
The problem with these series isn't the concept of making series about demons or other basic aspects emphasized from the original pitches. Just as the problem with the Hank Pym panel isn't that it was made, or that it became iconic, but rather that the writers made the character revolve around the panel. They did so just as people later made my identity in their minds revolve around the stranger and more excessive perceptions of myself.
It just so happened that their creative activity in comic books impacted somebody who came around decades later because both he and Hank Pym relate to ants. A real life Cosmic anomaly.
Just so, the production of these cartoons took the original potential and perverted them for careerist BDSM pleasure and communal activity, helping people feel better about rejecting God, and other degeneracies. We've seen this happen again and again with Steven Universe, some artists who were drawn to Homestuck, and others. As I emphasized to the team in another email, the scale of this much resembles Sodom and Gomorrah, and there is no fire, there is a rainbow, and he is me.
Next I will discuss what the Adam character as a villain represents amongst other things, such as more of Vivzie's links to the 2012 Tumblr mythology that antagonized my aspirational self.