Insane Intermediary: On /co/ntent being defined by the rivulet of my best friendship
Following on ipgd's birthday yesterday, I personally expand upon the Cosmic meaning of the book "To Kill a Mockingbird" as about drama of the future arrival of the Cosmic Saint Birdman.
Oil-Worlds continues with Chapter 5, Turtle Blast: “They created an alternative edge of life Beyond the proper position of souls, and as the experience of humanity expanded, Tunetariska expanded as well, his shell filling with curling nebulae of frolicking new emotions.”
This song is a Turtle Blast, synchronizing with the current Arc of my articles and showing that they are correctly on course despite any difficulties. The key line being “there can't be a hell that's worse than the one buried in my mind”, which was my answer in spiritual visions to those like heavenly Heretics questioning If instead of being Elect, I was in fact the opposite. I'm too driven by my passion for the arts and friendship to be distracted by a pain worse than failing them.
Previous. To understand the song Insane you need to understand the background of the past decade of animation. I gradually retracted because people refused to accept the presence of my Catholic faith. I was as polite about it as one could be, involving things like my arc of faith amongst sky-high incomprehensible suffering. At the same time that the absurdity of my existence before I was educated from spiritual visions troubled me from connecting with Christians as well as God himself - despite making Christian faith key to fighting against the Paranormal as well as my own monsters, Underbeasts, in my comic book series anomalous phenomena - there was an abundance of opportunity to connect with a Catholic cultural leader in, ironically! … A very tolerant state.
I did things like make joke smut fanfics. The point is that I wanted to hang out with everybody else but not while conceding to the sexual, political, social identity, etc. trends. I don't really care how anybody felt about it. Boo hoo, maybe somebody felt made fun of. If I did not do what I did in my spiritual life homestuck, undertale, Steven universe, and other things people who loved those trends enjoyed so much would have never existed.
Not only were they astronomically ungrateful as a collective, they drove me fucking crazy from things like women ingesting my inspiration and using it for politics. That's how they fought the patriarchy. The patriarchy is on Earth in the present. I was a teenage patriarch in poverty, on my way to becoming just like the biblical patriarchs in the future. The culture of the time acknowledged it themselves through Dave Strider.
At the time I had no idea how people received this. Most likely they were already resentful about my satire of fanfiction and other things like yelling about social justice. My work “Dirk mpreg” became very popular. Batty is doing the sort of thing people should have done at the time which is reflect the artistic culture in the way I could understand.
I wanted to live an Addams Family sort of life, which reverses normal family Dynamics rather than replacing them with degeneracy. I was a Nightcrawler kind of guy. I didn't expect anything but to accept notions of friendliness as I worked on things like an income pathway. But so many people preferred to work on destroying the family. Must be nice to just jetset around with people who imbibed spiritual energies from my creative presence until they died out. The memory of Edward Scissorhands embedded within me to expose the falseness of contemporary America which praised how things looked on the surface while ignoring things like their stunted negative emotions writhing around bringing people into conflict with each other without awareness. They saw Edward in the movie as being a monster for being honest, Edward can see them for their evil for being driven to hate someone for simply being outside of their social norms, retiring to his art. I still have a sense from being a kid as this being too obvious to actually say out loud, but apparently people didn't get to experience movies like me.
The film implies that the only resolution to Edward’s conflict is spreading his story. Just so, I have only gained an environment to even function - receiving my personality, beliefs, relationship with others, methods of contributing to creativity, etc. - through things like the Alastor character acclimating people to 18 years of /co/mmunity history.
The notion of the Cuckoo Clock as a Birdman motif is that for a man who has him as a role model, at first connecting with a bunch of girls may not be dramatic at all. Then later the fateful stroke of midnight starts to come together. The “Spumdonor” identity for the John K fandom cultural leader, and rambling about John being a sexual danger despite that they're not afraid of him flying around the world meeting young girl fans, is meant to create a hostile environment about “spum” as a symbol for my creative contributions to girl artists. I want them to be my friend, and it is so obvious that certain ones like Coelasquid should be my friend that people rejected the notion that I could have any attachment to Terminator at all. The notion of these passionate friendships drives so many people insane in a way they cannot explain or defend whatsoever. They can only passive aggressively menace me, seek to humiliate my “fetishes” or history through things like memes about John K, or let the trolls spastically monoword symbolic responses and hope it makes it difficult for me to function.
This sentiment is fueled by the desire to “turn around” my “fetishes” which amount to limiting people to function properly in hierarchies of life, thereby becoming empowered through being focused. Since 2006 there have been people who have hated this since it meant things like accepting they don't have what it takes to make media for children or even discuss it intimately. They were tricked for all this time as I was in poverty and many of the abuse methods of my grandmother already amounted to this “turn around” as part of punishing me for accepting my Catholic heritage. They were just affirming that they didn't want me to leave my home situation and communicated nothing else to me.
The original Spirit of racism, the kind of racism condemned by the Catholic Church, was motivated by things like anticipating the arrival of the Birdman as major symbol of God's design for blackness. The name of the book “To Kill a Mockingbird” identifies people like my own grandmother as being mockingbirds, having built up hundreds of methods for abusing people about true Black Culture through generations of genuine racism. To be honestly myself meant endless streams of simple mockery out of this history, and so I avoided her as much as I could. The peaceful melancholy of the ending is how to “kill” these mockingbirds when they are random Protestant old ladies, immensely frustrated young men who pretend like they will have a cartoon job when their real job is saying garbage to Young artists, and other such people.
The early days of this racism amounted to things like accusing black men of rape out of anticipation of things like being “cuckolded” through black men, and others like Italians like myself, defining the souls of women. When many unimpressive, NPC men are mocked as cucks, there's a lot of natural punishment there for not accepting how God designed interpersonal interaction amongst races. The current day’s is merging myself and John K in people's minds, flooding me with thousands of attacks on my life from the accusations, including the accusation from a trans pervert who polluted my interactions with good /co/ women and encouraged suicide, and then sticking the middle finger for the cosmic atrocity visited upon me as a teenager for as long as they could.
As I am gradually crushing their wall of unity on this stance, I note that it does please me, and I am blessed to be increasingly pleased with some extreme pleasures.
Many lesbians and other types like non-binaries come directly from people diverting the nature of my teenage Revolution for reasons like not accepting that I impacted so many girl artists, as I vividly observed from Michelle, Bana and others. I did not exactly like to be rude to them, but it was not too much to ask to not treat my relationship with ipgd like trash as Andrew Hussie did, in full anticipation of the chiming of the cuckoo clock, one of the major event templates of Hauntlyre communicated to me in spiritual visions.
The Multiverse will affirm the simplicity of leaving me alone with ipgd on whatever fucked up adventure we put together while I am being exploited for LGBTQ culture as a Catholic. By becoming a Divine King my every move was unacceptable to people of 2012 in our timeline. Now they will have to marinate in the humiliation that all this happened while I was enduring things like Grandma's Mockingbird psychoses. It just may be strong enough to actually break the world within the next few years, but I don't know.
The black hole in Homestuck symbolizes Andrew's big plan as degenerate cultural leader, letting everything I had built as a teenager collapse. People will see how they receive all these things that collapsed in my mind, I don't think they will stick with babbling garbage leftism, consuming garbage slop and jumping on every single bandwagon fueled by a tranny buying likes to attack people with the perception of social consensus. Meanwhile Citizen Soldier with the spiritual, “suicidal” theme reflects the meaning of my spiritual visions for ipgd's birthday.
