Homestuck and the Cultural Parasitism Factory, Part 1
A Metal Gear Solid-style debriefing of how the leftwing world was undermined by using me - a random person with a genuine heavenly Revolution- and my connections for their cultural projects.
Hauntlyre Prelude, The Paranormal Club, continues: “Vicvie: Behold, at the boundaries of existence, our feud begins! Ahahahaha!” 4 pages including the title page
Lord English Cosmic Quest continues: “You will shred apart the entire universe until their opinions and opinion formation is gone.“
Astarian Nights continues in Series 1: “There would be no end to the chaos caused by his message, which is that he stands in the future and will be known forever in the Cosmos in infamy.”
My best friend’s username stands for “i punch gay deer.” Correspondingly, she supported me in my effort to completely expose lgbtq/woke culture, going back to encouraging me to be on an “anti-Tumblr crusade”. (my projects have multiple crusader-themed main characters) Despite that she was a part of Homestuck which became an lgbtq icon and her close relationships were populated by lgbtq and people close to them. How so? When I was a teenager trying to enjoy our friendship she witnessed the culture I was developing disintegrate and found it very distressing. A combination of pre-existent culture like Harlan Ellison and James Cameron wokesters were too prideful and rebellious to support (James Cameron literally became a meta-villain of Homestuck’s worldview) as well as my own invented culture of kowai kawaii - scary cute, like Katie Rice’s ‘funny cute’ brand.
She spoke of gender topics and such things but her and her close friends were very, very slow to adopt the ideas. This reminds me of a HSG anon referring to her porn as “as erotic as a cup of warm milky tea,” with their mentality they did not produce satisfying pornography for the bulk of lgbtq, which illustrates where their place in the community landed them.
Someone can be alright-seeming in their faith in God, but absolutely dead in their creativity, personal liveliness, and other things. Including some people who work on the conservative adult cartoons coming out. This extends human life into the ultimate meaning of its differing development. “Fascists” want to do things like tell Mark Ruffalo his behavior doesn’t belong in the City of Angels, and that Heavenly background already part of our decision-making process shapes Hollywood politics enormously to say the least.
Thus, I have never believed in politics.
Identity Fork
Her friend Heysawbones became queer, but my brain had a magnetic attraction to her as abused and neglected as a child, hungrily empathizing with her own. Meanwhile ipgd reflected my attraction by saying she “wanted to make love to her brain.” Queerness amounts to growing weeds in a damaged upbringing never fixed. And so with my life of the time torn apart, she was not fixed, and queerness is produced. It’s hard to not notice when your grand identity everyone on your corner of the internet loves amounts to not being healed, and used as a Matrix-style generative pod for your community in the midst of numbed damage.
Technically, yes, queer - but she remembers something better than weird lowcaps jokes about trauma that organizes retaliatory action amongst left wing communities against conservatives as the data about their ruined lives is combined together and frustration and anger is weaponized to score political victories against Republicans. (My critique of queers reflects her essence and thought.) She remembers mutual concern, even for me from random members of the Homestuck team. She remembers deep dives into her childhood to understand what it was all about, and so forth. Things that were being developed before mainstream culture finished picking apart my tribe.
Ruining the Appreciation of the Arts
This song directly reflects my Cosmic identity and expresses being satisfied by my human form that earned it, which is Dead Last, the person behind everyone else who will become one of the first, as Jesus said. That is what is appealing about ipgd and Batty. The theme song of Part 2.
My enemies love politics instead of fixing nature and uplifting life, which makes politics irrelevant. They hated my Revolution for this but my Revolution invaded the damage of their world so they had to work with it. Like Skullface but worse, I knew my people were destroyed, but no idea of what it meant, blindly searching like plants searching for the sun or dogs smelling food on empty containers. And in the midst of that (but most serious for me) is where lefties make their sales pitch for the youth, offering their satanic barbs and deceitful temptations that taste good at first, as always.
Queered Fandom
I formulated my The Basilisk character by listening to this song. Hideo Kojima is obsessed with putting music in his work, I went beyond to creating stories from the distinct meaning of the emotion and craft of the cover. This requires correct appreciation, not queered.
Homestuck, by and large, was a meta-commentary on this entire situation, crafted not only with Andrew’s individual talents but also his community feeding him input, with my best friend as the most important member. People stressed themselves out trying to understand it, and it only makes sense with my individual human soul grasped by the mind, every piece falling into place no matter how stupid and shitty. And so the elders who paid for Homestuck merchandise for their teens, etc., gave them all a lesson about being quick to see only material things behind the computer screens, without the people who the things need.
Queerness invaded the empty dullness of Homestuck fans making the ‘inevitable’ choice of not becoming interested in a random guy talking about a cat on Twitter. Who ended up cutting himself off from everybody because they were uninterested in the antics of cats. Their increasing queerness, therapy sessions, political agitation, and extreme frustration growing and growing as a random guy who would never cut himself off from prior generations slowly put together his genius explanations of why every single woke belief is wrong. Perhaps, that explains why responsible parents would let their teens become dependent on this random guy’s soul, who defines their identity and behavior, then overrides their choice to reject their religious and conservative parents through the back door, magnifying hallucinations of an ‘inevitable’ return to a level of normalcy and tradition that Boomercons could not even imagine. Spooky.
Next, about deer and spookiness