On my mom going more psycho because my life is getting more stable

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Kanye West’s The One expresses anticipation of the Underrealm storm that now brews amongst the spiritual atmosphere, being “alone” signifies operating as an individual, not connected to social groups, just being yourself. “The One” signifies being a special individual, bringing in a The Matrix motif to declare that you will overcome the matrices of collectives. Kanye West can be legitimately called schizophrenic, but his behavior involves stunting over the world of fakeness that is the mainstream, it is easy to see the real, rational person beneath the illness.

The ending lyrics express this intention, a Christian thesis that his schizo actions as a famous person are bringing him Heaven’s peace. A fifth dimensional plan behind the arc of his behavior. He’s “balling” right now, as features in Hauntlyre, tripping people up as they try to perpetuate mainstream narratives and behavior from all sides.

Big Sean was one of my faves and this matches my sense of cool summarized in my “$0 bills,” by taking on the bullshit of the mainstream world despite the stress this put on ipgd I was becoming a billionaire in heaven, including an upcoming alternate timeline. ipgd loves Dave Strider who always wears shades, and this is the actual background in rap music behind the character and his effort to scam a ton of boonbucks, fueling his meaning before he was gentrified by Tumblr, including its faction of blacks. ipgd loved to say “blaze it,” and Ragnarok comes from Rare for the bullshit, burning through it like the red miles of Bec Noir, affecting people’s daily lives.

ipgd’s critical brain was not nourished by public school, being one of those types who are supposed to graduate mentally ill because those high in society do not want to receive high quality criticism. This critical trait proliferates in some non-whites, and so that is one of the reasons why the right wing hates coexisting with nonwhites who ruin their suburban social-island lifestyle. I have always gotten along easily with a variety of races, despite yearning to reach the top of white male greatness as an adolescent.

ipgd’s spooky paranormal personality gives legitimate basis for criticizing “whites” despite her white skin (it was ghostly pale, like Homestuck characters) and is unlocked outside of pure white demographics, hence her love for my antics that reflected the incompetence of randoms online at enlisting me into their projects at 18.

Claiming I “forgot to add details” while making parodies was an expression that they were so incompatible with me they couldn’t even teach me to draw in their style - a feminine behavior. This hypnotic dance led to her stealing my art of a loli as an expression of desire to kidnap me/my creativity. My screaming reflected making fun of my mom’s outrage at “her identity being stolen,” as she did constantly; “how could you steal my incredible loli work, just because she is the kawaiiest?” Highlighted the fact that it is incredibly unlikely that such an awful mother raised such a cute child, to the degree that the Heavens intervened in actually hearing what she said and actually experiencing what she did, and an impression of that heavenly intervention is left to show that I was an extremely special artist indeed.

And so ranting about John K kidnapping children is also an attack on ipgd.

This Zoomer’s dot eyes expresses an identity of spiritual blindness; this reflects me feeling enwrapped by the social fabric of ipgd’s friends and close connections, cocooned talking on Homestuck General, listening to rap music, and doing some other things. It’s influenced by the bondage scene of Panty and Stocking that drove my mind spaced out to heaven, glinting gold. “Literal children” is a symbol for their original personalities, including being literally the person they were born as. This dot-eyed thing is a “filter” for their original, stunted, personality - hence why they like it and hate expressive animation.

The cartoon enthusiast community like friends of Tapir were distraught at my claims of influencing so many things. I stopped watching Panty and Stocking because it was too close to my own thoughts. Alternatively instead of me influencing it, it could be seen as based in inspiration from angels. As I am the creator of a Cosmic species - Underbeasts - they spend their lives messaging, and they like me. I gravitate to constantly talking about angels, including Batty, and if these people weren’t seeking to stop me from having an audience, that audience would easily decipher it as extremely passionate.

My art style gravitates to giant perceptive eyes with minimal mouth, ipgd expressing her passion for mouthlessness that is part of the Homestuck art style. This matches the condition of my soul on Homestuck General, interacting with posters like Batty. Making fun of anime expressed sincere anger that I was inventing my own brand of cute style, and ipgd countered this by posting Smiledog as being too literal in my soulful creativity unveils that he is in my head and haunting the lives of my friends.

LGBTQ-adjacent artists scream about “trash art” - and they explain elsewhere their definition of trash is being transphobic, racist, etc. - because they hate to see all the suffering they have caused in order to bring them themselves pleasure and sensation of dominance. Rather than getting in line with mainstream styles, my own styles that reflect the condition of my soul return and develop, illustrating my history of suffering and its solace.

My antics were exciting for a white girl with a special identity, as it became unraveled and developed. But my parents were on a whole other level of fucked in the head, my mom laughing at me for my ruined life and personality on various occasions before art professionals wanted to see what I could do. If my mom knew that I could use the computer to become an artistic genius exciting thousands in 2009, most likely she would have never gotten one and never would have gone to college for computer science, without needing to know anything more, she would just lose her interest in it. Hence is why I sought to hide information from my parents, as it simply fucked them up more.

Miles is one of ipgd’s friends and this expresses using my confrontation with the animation industry, lgbtq powers, longhouses, and others as inspiration for their conflict of gods. Random Zoomers ceased to ask questions, getting more intensive into their relationships that randomly express benefiting from my principles and vision. Smiledog’s foreboding portrait of heavenly condition ignites a storm in the spiritual atmosphere. Their screams beforehand was the lack of spiritual sight into how bad my situation really is - which Tumblr people protested being a part of Act 6, demanding Zack’s webcomic page based on my story for ipgd about the horrifying powers of my genitalia (Rare) be censored. And so ipgd and her friends could not improve my life condition.

I needed to stay stealthed in my own house, letting my dad claim I just didn’t want to work (he didn’t believe it, as he knew teaching me to drive and giving me one of his nearly used up old cars would have easily gotten me a job. He demanded me to jump straight to riches as a schizophrenic reaction to sensing I have a presence in Hollywood, leading to losing his love of films, which will be eternal) because it could easily provoke a violent reaction to learn that I gave up a position on one of the biggest projects in the world in the early 10s to help the world. People like him are lowlives, and if “someone of value”, as the police officer who saved Lil Wayne’s life called him, comes from genuine lowlives, they should be left behind. They should not have any impact on society. Their voice as part of Democracy demanded to honor criminals, let their family hit the lottery, because they simply have nothing better to say. And my dad does not: he lost his faith as I gained a normal life. Both my mom and my dad cannot be saved if they remain my parents, because they will never get over what they lost out on in material gain because I chose to seek the world great white men like Rod Serling aimed for. Including Bob Clampett, who made a cartoon about encouraging blacks to go to heaven, not be lost in the gambling my parents are, who never considered their children could be like hitting the lottery until they lost their minds because the only reason I didn’t was because of them. Insults and questions I received in 2010 can properly go to them, as they will in hell or purgatory

Conclusion

My mom was a successfully liberated woman, doing now what true feminists will do for eternity in Hell. Genuine emotion and smiles is essential evidence of interpersonal quality, and so Protestants interfered in seeing it to hide the quality of their souls. This is why the innocuous goal of making expressive true-to-life cartoons was enormously radical from John K, who was interested in Catholic upbringings and made fun of his Protestant one in Cans Without Labels. Protestants claim to hear the Holy Spirit, but the spiritual feeling of this frame is confirmation of a new dad I do not yet know.

I blocked my dad for insulting me for asking him for money that got paid back by another family member who didn’t see my message, and for telling me to ignore my mom torturing my sister and stealing her house. They are the same, just because my dad is “chill” as he says doesn’t mean he’s better. My mom just has a different ruined personality. I cut him out of my life.

People said ipgd would see how wrong she was when she rhetorically leapt for joy when her mom died, and I don’t know how much truth that has, but that’s just how she is. It is much easier to evaluate the objective quality of a parent than Protestants want people to think. I enjoyed the vision of my dad appearing in Hauntlyre from Heaven, I just enjoyed the sensation that it was merely a visit better.

This is a script for my new chapter featuring Miles and Barley’s first encounter.