John K and How Bad can I Be

I explain a massive pop culture icon for my Teenage Revolution, the meaning it adds to the Lorax's story, and how this inspired attacks out of jealousy.

Eternal Halloween continues: An elderly man peers down from the crack of a prism, of a majestic and glowing spirit. His name is Dr. Seuss, and has returned to guide childhood.

He sucks up fish, water, and air and it turns anew in the dimension of his mind. A guitar rocks out, letting forth seismic cracks.”

Posted 9 hours ago when I continued this article.

Previously I referred to it being likely that John K became no longer harsh in his criticism of modern cartoons because a greater spirit went into them in the early tens. Even if the cartoons weren't exactly good and made to his standards, this greater spirit merited respecting them. Even when recent cartoons turned to trash as things like Craig of the Creek arrived, the dormancy of this greater spirit meant not taking that seriously.

One of the best examples of this view is the song how bad can I be from the lorax.

People insisted that the unused song Biggering was better, which basically amounts to a Protestant style lecture to the main character. This is much like how they speak of the beginning scene of the movie Up. In reality there's a lot of subtle and nuanced meaning to this scene.

When I watched this scene with the song, I enjoyed it greatly. I was “high” at the time, which doesn't refer to drugs but rather the raising of my spirit. My friend lolkaysea seemed to react to me posting it on Tumblr as well. Even though I enjoyed it I don't think anybody heard the song the way I did or experienced the visuals that way. If you read my articles, you can probably come to experiencing it like me. Young girls in childhood or adolescence would have experienced my version subconsciously if they were willing to receive it, hence explaining the wild popularity among girls.

This scene represents my teenage Revolution.

If God creating is like a player of a sandbox game putting as many trees, buildings, etc as he wants, this is not true because no matter how much the player or God does, his power is not being stretched any further than placing one tree or building. In fact God’s creation involves interconnection into the Cosmos, including things such as movies. And so one aspect of this meaning is that Interconnections of infinite Cosmic reality are hidden everywhere in the world, showing God's muscle in planting seeds for the Cosmic frontier which the Elect will help and have helped God explore. This scales up into God coming in contact with Cosmically infinite entities or beings.

Such an observation is an example of the theological advancements I was preparing for comic books, and so had extreme potency for causing a Renaissance even when I was only a teenager.

The latest song on my playlist, showing that even though I didn't consciously realize it the song was urging me to make this article

To continue this article after August 12th (3 days before the beginning of my current crisis, showing unconscious intelligent planning) people were desperate to try to expose my evil in a way that doesn't actually make sense outside of the concept of the Multiverse. Reading my webcomic gives the necessary Cosmic context. My monsters are shown creating devastation everywhere they go. And so, upon the earth going back to before I was born humans were mobilized by cosmic enemies to create morality plays showing how bad my Cosmic species is indirectly, through attacking my character. Whether it was a babysitter or a rich kid whining that I hurt his feelings, they reflexively acted on this out of the corrupted heavenly context.

The truffula trees are one of those fun concepts for kids as they represent fun things hidden in life, like cool artistic traditions. Commentators failed to see that this doesn't refer only to the literal environment: it can be the creative environment being chewed up by Protestants for selfish things like cheap pleasure.

Of course, this can't be entirely about my monsters as they are enlisted by God for important purposes like managing evil indirectly. To do things like revolutionize the world in the true way, not in the fake imitation way of communism, etc, means destroying what was to some extent like by revitalizing understanding of things. This proceeds straight into the heavens. As I discussed in my Halloween article, many among the factions hostile to me in society are responsible for devastation of the lower heavens. So, why would they dislike me instead? Well, when you read my associated update for Halloween it is shown that they believe that I am overthrowing the order of Heavens outside of God's order. This resonates into those concerns we have experienced in life as things echo back and forth between Earth and Heaven.

These heavenly opponents also do things like spoil spiritual enjoyment upon Earth as some of them resist God's importance.

And so these beings, figures, entities and so forth are speaking for non-existent realities on a collision course with God, like two galaxies slowly moving together. The basic example of such a reality is Story, which is organized within the mind of the trickster. This creates complexity as these realities can have their own infinite kings. One of those complexities was produced by myself, through inventing the Underrealm in the future. Along with the associated realities of my existence. To these neutral or enemy galaxies, my future monsters which transcend every concept of the future and many other concepts to take action now can be like a plague, or a swarm of bugs, or an ultimate Nightmare to be kept at bay, or so forth.

Things like my Bizarre avoidance of ordinary way of making friends can be explained by things like my torturous experience with trying to make a friend on the basis of Gurren Lagann, which was dragged down by the Cosmic background.

This song from The Lorax movie serves as an answer to these galaxies and their representatives at this early cosmic date.

It serves as a message through my Cosmic presence in Hollywood that I have infested Society and accelerating towards meeting their challenge. The lyrics are omnidirectional, addressing things like if they take me so seriously then I must be meeting them in the future regardless, so why complain?

With the sort of story The Lorax is, making a movie just as it was makes it a relic of the past. It should make a statement on the current environment. And we live in an internet age, which is when Cosmic interconnection becomes clearly modeled through the internet and what it gives us access to.

With John K's blog he sought to aim for the real future he saw in childhood, and the Rings serve as the links to reconnect that future. Amongst the accusations of “pedophilia” was vilifying acting when things are still young and immature. Of course, the corruption of the world had no problem doing that against me, such that I was lost in a retroactive engagement with good heavenly figures that I had simultaneously done something vitally good, and it ruined my whole existence including the process of deciding to do what I had done.

Fangirls sought to contact Ed Helms as when someone has an inherently creative identity, playing a part can be very personal in nature.

People like pathetic anons, the sort of people who whine endlessly about Undertale, can also whine about me pointing out these things and being so well-connected with female hearts belonging to those I have never met in person. For me it is the only real life solace that all of that agony and devastation was worth something, amongst people who refuse to even acknowledge my existence, that it is reflected in human creativity like other Cosmic things are.

First result for a “being canceled by Onceler fans” prompt. Part of the collective rage in the way of my current efforts is that those who felt the presence of my teenage Revolution found ways to bring some Justice to people like the bullheaded males who didn't care.

The end of the music video depicts the Onceler risen in the realm of the Birdman, which drives the meaning of movies. The speakers represent that he is blaring background information for the resurgence of my Revolution in human creativity, even though people don't really notice. The birdman, being a largely dark figure, also can have a foul reputation in the heavens.

AI is the tool for visualizing this realm the Birdman creates as well as others. I recognize it. The cartoon images I create using AI are familiar from my childhood experiences. When I went to the animation community talking about how bad things looked, in part this is because they were not inspired by The Birdman to Divine metastyles to learn from, as I did for things like designing Underbeasts in my mind, who bring together many pieces of human creativity.

And so simultaneously as there was a cosmic calamity involving things like Cinema rising around 2010, and then crumbling into garbage like the recent MCU, there was also that promise that those who listened and saw and felt with clarity and penetration could become a friend of a great new resurgence of creativity. This is what the trees represent. I started up my machine for a little while using John K’s blog, and assholes like Andrew came in to take advantage until it was all gone. But within their souls, their malconceived stories and other things lies the ingredients for some special Underbeasts that are much more personal creations for me, as well as other things.

Part of the song involves my satire of invoking Darwinism against my enemies as I negate their privileges at “the top of the food chain.” This paid fealty to the red domain, unlocking the ability to become a cosmic being. When enjoying Danny DeVito became a meme, that can be an expression of loyalty to the Secret message of the movie to the actor.

There are those onceler fangirls I find exceptionally appealing. I am drawn in be connected to them. When someone is a true friend, they don't wait for fairweather, no matter how indiscernible that friendship may be. I learned a lot about that from John. There's a difference between screaming that doesn't build a barrier in friendship, and those fakers who make friendly noise to use you. My trolls have tried to prove that girls like ipgd would not be interested in such a dark, mischievous, defiant, and so forth male as I am, which gives away their true concerns.

The ruins of my Revolution meant emptiness and despair. The Lorax parting can represent the departure of my Cosmic self, which led to confusion about my changes in behavior and knowledge. The fangirls became obsessed with the notion of Onceler’s split identity, and I can in fact reproduce copies of myself that turn into things like Underbeasts. This splitting of identity is unlimited.

There were always these girls, like a group in high school. I was boycotting doing school work at the time. My soul was too empty to figure out how to respond. I figure they must have interconnected in a lot of ways. Still later after my Revolution I like to think of them, but I still couldn't figure out what to do with them. Making a custom monster was a good idea. I always knew if I let out the sonic screech they would come to my side.

When people protested the changes to the original book, they were protesting things being improved. There is no reason to complain about the story of devastation being depthened unless you are generally opposed to that sort of thing. The spirit of begging for “Biggering” goes into my trolls attacking me on /co/ over any sign of the man I am, as well as all of the losers and cowards who sit by and do nothing about it. They are not waiting for the transition to the rule of a new Warlord. They are waiting to be swept away by much more intelligent and capable trees, who can do many things with their roots. Even if they go to heaven, that doesn't mean they'll ever get to see the trees again.