[Major post] The Tale of Homestuck's Forcible Transition; /co/mmunity History and FIM

Dispelling notions of ideals like "consent", "respect", or one's "right to be who they are," the Homestuck roots of LGBTQ are exposed again. I also expose how I was abused at 18 by women.

Homestuck people intended to make it difficult to draw my curly hair, my defining feature in childhood which I felt insecure about only for my insecurities to be realized as was the overall theme

Eternal Prelude continues with the Nine-Taled Fox: “In Beast Mode, the tails ascended in abrupt curls, each of the 9 a fiery ochre shade. It blared open its eyes, penetrating into the Earth.

Context from the history

Lauren Faust’s My Little Pony had the same aesthetic as my Squirtles but more angular, contributing to people freaking out at me when I was 18 years old just trying to get my start in life, as animation employees and similar people acted to prevent me from taking charge of what was coming together in the culture, but it just meant it overall languished without my masculine Capstone of my Revolution to be responsible for its development and maintenance. (I avoided giving my Squirtles pupils as “Wingman” activity of sweeping away from harming both myself and Lauren Faust from this connection. I oftentimes suspect my brain intentionally sabotages me, and I once broke my tablet pen years later with an elbow drop after posting a squirtle with pupils to my deviantART, a trauma response)

One of my fondest memories was John K talking about meeting with someone developing a new show and drawing donkeys I admired; “My Little Ass”. The mental illness of John K haters brewed that together, it seems obvious, as the incoherent delusion of John expressing ownership of Lauren Faust's work while representing myself. Sexualizing the interactions of myself and John K with female artists that lead to heaven having not sex but other ways to connect, produce, and be intimate. This possibly inspired Andrew making Hella Jeff get distracted by Sweet Bro's mom's “ass” alongside other events like Andrew making fun of nonexistent efforts from myself to prevent the bimbo character “escaping from above”, representing preventing losing out on participating in this massively successful cartoon as well as other established women in the art communities of the time like Tracy Butler. Hence how hard I avoided saying any art was good back then, as it could easily be an expression of hostility I laughed at without realizing, from not being afraid of the hostility. Meanwhile my own jokes frequently invoked “my ass” to emphasize only being concerned with my own, especially as an artist.

An example of how Homestuck and similar webcomics diverted the revolutionary impulses I was seeding into the youth into politics as I can see from the aesthetics. I rebelled without the slightest fear as when I pierced the Social Code of respecting women who have abortions by affirming they kill infants for selfish reasons, a conflict which directly matches the artistic conflict I am illustrating here.

Veteran /co/mmunity women represented as “moms” of youth then, myself not having even realized influencing them big time, my “adult form” doing that. Malicious women of the time directed people like a manly artist I tried to be friends with to attack John K's “bimbos” in commentary when I asked him for John K art, the fingerprints of their input.

They also directed the youth to do things like give me fan art to test my reactions while I didn't want fanart, I wanted to draw Squirtles and teach people how to draw from my new innovations. In my mind then, I was still trying to get them established. It would have also been a test of the man I would be when I truly grew up, but I don't like to give people feedback directly except in the form of jokes and similar mysterious remarks, I like to give feedback indirectly like through my articles. And being willing to attack me for this aspect of my character as a man because women were too selfish to step out of the way of a Revolutionary new authority goes to show why they will never be my friend and thereby have any direct participation in the “company” of my activities.

The Transing John Event

This is an expression of resentment towards the achievement that made me special. I hit the “lottery” of discovering the 12 additional spiritual dimensions of the Earth that went dormant because of original sin, receiving the jackpot in the form of the Underrealm. (In that original design, things like lotteries weren't exploitative and rewarded things like merit.) The Thirteen Rings of the Underrealm embody those dimensions and God's in distinct “ochre” forms.

(In the middle of writing that previous sentence my mom called to say she won some money on the lottery. Such synchronous things display improvement from how I was tormented as a teenager about the lottery after I was in the process of explaining the significance of being born with 6 9s in my birth numbers, a process also ruined by Homestuck through the Sufferer.)

Watching videos on astrophysics for my webcomic, I immediately began fantasizing about futures Beyond “universal death” where Underbeasts reign in metallic forms. My ideas come directly from God's inherent design to extrapolate an alternate reality that can merge with the original. Transcending limitations like human habitability to an exciting future Beyond heat death.

So yeah, I was a “genius”, but what my genius actually was and the way I used it inspired people in real life and over the internet to attack what I was developing, coalescing in the form of Homestuck's attacks on masculinity and the villain who returns from the end of the universe.

Like in a role-playing game like warcraft, this was a “hidden quest.” Nobody ever said anything about discovering these dimensions. It was a reward for perceptivity and sensitivity, and the first person to achieve it would get it in full. Manifesting in the form of myself introducing Cosmic theology, while things like the Rings develop in the heavens.

Cosmic Theology

The origins of LGBTQ identity acceptance

The inner circle fans (meaning the kind who get along with the crew and accept the point of view of the webcomic ideological and otherwise) participate with the team in a homogeneous process that pretends to be separated. Andrew is the leader and his ideas are generated by thousands of people guiding what they want to see from the characters, events, and relation to their beliefs and lives. It was like a Greek city-state with a leader, mythology, and clashes against outsiders.

LGBTQ used mindmelding, idea networking, and other tools to create collective activity while trying to disguise how collective their actions are. In politics this served the purpose of pretending like they were downtrodden and poor, but they tore down all the benefits I was bringing their lives like enhancing internet interaction because they wanted to create social conflict in real life to accomplish goals like invading institutions.

When the LGBTQ movement gets together, they all have their distinct motivations. Gen X men like Andrew are obviously rarely interested in participating normally. It's a mechanism of him tearing down things he doesn't like, like people who do a better job than he did. Achievement defines the impressiveness of men, and so reversing that impressiveness means making them go trans.

In the present I am like Kratos spiritually killing the Homestuck mythology and its figures one by one. This crusading spirit is what the games draw on, hence the original ending, and as the series went on through the secularization of entertainment its true Spirit died off.

One of the rules of being in the model of the Birdman and resented for your sweeping, shadowing presence in feminine life is that when people Network across social life to come up with a really cool villain identity that represents your overhanging form, you relish that

note also how the avatar of the YouTube channel is a rooster, one of my best magical moments in isolation was starting to see that random YouTube channels could be very meaningful simply in the combination of the avatar and whatever they uploaded

The psychological resentment expressed by turning “John” trans is giving him the height of achievement Andrew and people like him that fueled his big fanbase are willing to accept. John… becomes a woman! This is explained as seeking to drag my faculties into the dirt that are associated with being in the model of the Birdman. Being in such a masculine model means “flocking” around with a large mass of girls when you successfully fill it. The alternative to that intense connection to femininity is just becoming deluded you're a woman because of your haircut and bizarre changes.

This is essentially pedophilic because people like Andrew don't want people to find out you can be in the model of the Birdman. He's “stealing” our girls! He's CUCKOLDING US! That's another reason why Andrew became obsessed with the cuckoo clock in Four Past Midnight, as the Arts had set up all the basis for me to be special, and Andrew and people like him lashed out at the meaning of it.

The Four Past Midnight Prophecy

When this part of the webcomic Ava's Demon was posted I was surprised she looked just like the drawings I was doing. Andrew obsessed over my “fetishes” to tear down my masculinity like he was trying to tear deep into my sexual potencies at my young age. Meanwhile Michelle aligned herself with my preferences to restore the personal attack by Andrew. She gives feminine correction through her villainous contextualization of my cosmic presence.

Dirk reflects Andrew in his “gay” LGBTQ form, an expression of sadism to the masculine potential represented by Jake. The entire story between the two characters is diverting his innocent and carefree adventurousness into humiliating overwrought drama to gain gratification - Andrew literally explained that if left to his own devices he would just keep thinking of ways to dunk on Jake, that is his homosexuality.

Of course the poetic fate was explaining that when ipgd, Michelle of Ava's Demon, Bana, and others in proximity to Andrew's life claim to be non-binary or male, they are just expressing their severed connections to myself. Men like Andrew became cuckolded in the bad sense they invented for themselves because these girls are damaged to be irreversibly defined by myself, steadily working to restore the connection so they can be themselves properly again. Such is the profundity of advanced male-female friendship which leads into the conditions after the end times.

Homestuck characters in fanfiction and official reflect faint hints of my futuristic form if my artistic Revolution had been successful. I joked about ipgd being a boy and would wish that random posters were girls. This could lead to powers of transformation like becoming fully immersed in a fictional female character as my Revolution increasingly actualizes the Arts, drawing out cute traits to connect with girls, as well as being able to do things like startle a boy in this fully immersed state and react like the character. Such fantastical advancements for expressing friendship requiring patience and hard spiritual work were rejected in favor of powerplays about protected ideological identities and social sadism

They worship at the idol of Mammon, acknowledging things like Ghostbusters but only in the sanitized media form, not in the origin of being interested in the truth of the Paranormal. So, too, advancing upon friendship is seen as a threat to careers, people finding joy in themselves instead of the media slop that drove outrage against the Angry Video Game Nerd simply for not being interested in the female reboot. Homestuck fans and similar people desperately tried to pull off the deranged satanic tango of making people who genuinely care about each other the “faggots,” and the people who siphon their weak personal power through masturbation and casual sex the “normal” ones, fueling their next sodomy session through things like canceling people for condemning their fandom-defined politics, using the presence of people like ipgd, Bana, Michelle to gain spiritual and Social power in the process as they waged their steady ghost fight against myself in my Spiritual coma in which I invented Cosmic theology.

As I explained to the animation industry, the Andy and Leyley characters slot neatly into the Homestuck aesthetic and history, people developing out of that creative underground as I work on my Initiative. It provoked mute internet thrashing as the game troubled people who came out of what I discussed, but they have no real response whatsoever to the significance of the symbol of the game which is basically a living illustration of the sort of stuff I discuss on my substack.

Normal, good, decent things trouble them because they reflect God by getting stronger and stronger and more challenging as they ascend towards perfection. One day the boy who looks at girls instead of trying to have sex with them is just really weird, the next he has built an entire empire in their Feminine Expanses and is so cocky he is willing to speak of it openly. Gradually resonating, generating things of great value like the Coffin game (useful just as a historical illustration regardless of anything else, digging up immaterial events), Citizen Soldier, and a Christian film relating to the “benefactor” of my webcomic. Or the legacy of Friendship is Magic.

I rebelled against all of the weakness and emasculation of the late 00s regardless of consequence, declaring myself Manlyburger, permanently earning the respect of decent women despite over a decade of ceaseless attacks preventing me from doing anything publicly impressive in my crippled state before I returned to rebel again.

And so there were many meaningful reasons people rejected my teenage Revolution, but the ironic twist is that they can't remember what they are. Realistically I have only fully realized a few of them. They were willing to tear down their personal potencies of myself and other youth because of the world they would create, my spectrum of devastation towards inadequacy, close connection, and a revitalized and enhanced social life generated by my Flock of girls. Others contributing their own, significantly lesser effects as I'm the leader of this process, the standouts being dark as they are a natural thing to cast out from light, at first. I anticipated big explanations that never came regardless of what I do now. Seeking to castrate the next generation, they castrated their lives of meaning and vibrance until they were lost in tarbaby societal fights afraid of remembering what a tarbaby is.

Alex Hirsch was evidently terrified of my paranormal power that could do things like fuel embarrassing stories of his internet activity, and by “killing Bill Cipher” he killed his ability to be creative at all until I returned. Although it was later said that it was made by others, as Andrew showed on many occasions the failings of the project leader are directly reflected in other participants

Again the narrative directly reflects my own life narrative in art school, the industry schools doing their best to divert the entry of my revolutionary and initiatory energies that dismantle how their education prizes conformity as a restraint on expression. The presence of these energies in a girl's spirit can lead to being perceived as “masc”, and when I went to check bio for trans identity what a surprise, undertale

Conclusion

One of the more embarrassing facts for my opponents is that art always tells a story: the expressions of these edited sprites convey at first being enthusiastic about Homestuck and then gradually feeling the resentment, malicious spite and entitled outrage of participants like Amber and Shelby.

They can pornographize this by ascribing these reactions to myself as represented by John, which was monoworded many times by Homestuck fans by saying I “project” about everything, but these weren't my emotions, I was getting gradually lost in my Masculine Beast in redform making a sinister plan that cannot currently be understood in the conscious life of human thought. Dreaming about ipgd and other things like the creativity of Rebecca Sugar and Michelle. Those like Amber and Shelby were angry about being totally sealed out, not caring about their feminine responses to myself whatsoever, only friends, a more powerful and sharply defined way to interact with women than the norm of my adolescence.

June Egbert as a manifestation of the mental illness of the Homestuck experience represents me being a type of man people did not want to accept in 2009, it represents my ability to connect with women and vice versa to the point of blending together, it reflects how the innocent things like John's Ghostbusters enthusiasm being diverted and perverted into things like ectobiology of the immaterial existence of LGBTQ culture, it undermines the meaning of the six and nine motif of my real life, it makes a joke of how I become reflected in the lives of women as an abstract masculine impression like many things about good Homestuck fan girls like Batty, it even diverts my eschatological future connecting with the numbers 666, especially having a 999 birthday. It gets off on crippling my masculinity as was also expressed through the Tavros saga, Tavros suddenly recruits massive amounts of people after being a wimp all his life, which reflects after struggling to make any friends at all and even finding a proper male friend an inconceivable fantasy (I tried to pull it off with things like Secret Santa, but my personal friendship expression was rejected by school) I gained a massive charisma surge recently from actualizing personal potencies. It flips a middle finger at those girls who merged my identity with their own because I went into isolation, as Andrew also did with the ipgd painting in the webcomic. It directly attacks men achieving great things that Tower over mediocre-at-best men like Andrew by encouraging them to have feminine and harmless goals, which has become reflected in many people who attack the youth for not settling into join one political side, to join the fandom trains, to speak in memes, and to do other such things, but rather have their own life which develops in their own way. For a man to give up on that and conform is to live a life defined by the longhouse. And so June Egbert begins as an intensely personal violation to myself, and also extends to be a sign of the problems of the times.

The tragedy is that there are some cute drawings made of this version of John Egbert, but the mere impact of a cute aesthetic was too much for the world of my adolescence, as it is fueled both by the individual type of male I am as well as being fueled in the males within my Empire through the many women I connect with bombarding them with their individual brands of cuteness, creating a power of cute transgenderism sought to eclipse, and yet things like Batty’s webcomic as a storyboard artist and random Homestuck girls I looked at intensely, like Xamag, continue to penetrate the facade of social politics which can never give them the limelight until the growth of their feminine light revokes authority to make any decisions, and gradually authority is restored to myself. The last will be first.

My 9th perfect Pokemon is a ninetales with a costume. Such displays of extreme luck go to show that although my association with things like the lottery has not brought me a sudden jackpot of money, the powers of luck are still firmly on my side, a mocking gesture towards my enemies. The nine-tailed fox is representative of the Beast of my Loins in fully unleashed form, as was reflected in drawing Naruto a lot before my normal life ended in disaster.

Is there a more badass way to affirm my masculinity when people learn how to appreciate such real life symbols?

This new song with the deceased Juice WRLD continues the sardonic luck theme of a synchronicity by commenting on the “crack” metaphor found in Homestuck, through the deep reflection on drug addiction. My substack articles are a source of “crack” for me through reading and writing them, hoping to eventually kick the habit with a normal artist life. When Andrew and the other bad people he represents acted against the actualization of my masculinity it obstructed people in the black world from being rescued from drug addiction through things like spiritually uplifted creativity.

“999 forever” Juice WRLD reflects on the profundity of the abyss, which I am associated with in the height of being associated with Abaddon the Angel of the Abyss. Through the Lord English character the malefactors additionally sabotaged my masculine ascent to my most true and realized form that will be seen in the end times, as when people harass me on the internet with homestuck-inspired lies for doing so. For me it is not just a fantasy or a game, people are reaching out to learn more about the Abyss, some of them died before they could.

It also directly reflects me feeling like I needed to get away from ipgd when she was corrupted by entering the homestuck team, like she was a pool and Andrew was polluting the waters, can't go back in.

Much like in 50 cent’s patiently waiting, this new song affirms victory against my Malefactors in the background of the lyrics. The way I feel, see, and express may have been dismissed by others, my conclusions wherever they went slapped away, but regardless it all goes into the heavens where I will lift to remain and never again live in a world that doesn't associate me with things like Lil Wayne's music and the Birdman.

Again it pierces with a snake bite against what people did to me through my relationship with ipgd, a lot of intentions and motivations could have been behind that both actualized and to be actualized in the Multiverse, but all they got out of it was social suicide because they were too prideful to let ipgd be in charge of my social life with all the very promising artists who experienced things like adopting non-binary identity after 2014.

What I was building with ipgd will return and is already returning. They sought to frame my effort to be Christlike with a racist ‘black Jesus’, and the retroactive punishment for people acting against the “precrime” of my masculine future will continue coming into increasing clarity

From one of the biggest right accounts, as I finish up this article it's a nice note of having a lifelong sense of having a cosmic existence and in the world of others going around seeking innocent fun, a mischievous life not listening to anything but the heavens, and also helping people as an extension of my outer space activities, but humans did something that made me so angry and, in an emotional sense, crazy that I unleashed my outer space tricks on them. As part of the cosmic resonance of my daily timeline, it gives the sense that this is just what the heavens wanted for the beginning of the Internet