On Personal and Societal Sexual Abuse of Myself
As my answer to Fiducia Supplicans, which the LGBTQ Community anticipated by assaulting me twice just before release, I eviscerate this personal past of their /co/ culture
An associated document detailing a fairly comprehensive history of artist-based sexual and psychological abuse and the motives and context behind it and life impact upon me and other creatives.
Eternal Prelude Christmas: Face of the Annihilator βHis dream was always the same picture. A backyard. His dog shadow was there. Sometimes he moved. It was like a Polaroid picture, and he didn't want to think of anything else.β
When I was a prepubescent child I was essentially a pornographic figure. This is part of what develops the mentality of loving pornography in the early internet era, and connected things like grooming children in school about gender and race and such. Things like race become essentially pornographic, white kids and black kids being trained to get into conflicts that are like the titles of interracial PornHub videos.
This extends out of anti-Catholic culture in America which emerged for reasons like to avoid legal prosecution of discrimination, as well as that Protestants cannot contest the truth claims of the true Church. The pornographic pleasure comes from making an Italian kid with a strong Catholic identity suffer in confusion and ongoing decline, especially for rebelling against the protestantized school system and other parts of American society of the time. My trolls express this by claiming I have βdementiaβ, even though the first chapter of my new ebook is the purest thing imaginable when it comes to expressing myself, to the point that it could read as embarrassing gratification of ipgd's perspective who loves Hannibal, if people bothered to keep track of our relationship. This is an automatic response to my Initiative rebelling against Society again, programmed into them by public school. Struggling against the evidence against the ingrained attitude.
Psychic Assault
I desired being the βgenieβ of special artists in the industry, coming in subtly to support their projects and connect them with my own. But this was intentionally sabotaged out of resentment from those unworthy to be special creators, and those who couldn't handle the ferocity of my teenage self, as well as out of Marxist desire, which is motivated by the resentment.
The focus of this pornographic treatment and sexual abuse is my ability to communicate. I did so just fine. As a kid I watched 101 Dalmatians constantly, which was the direct predecessor of developing my edgy teenage comic book Don't Look, which stars what can resemble a skinned dog. As in the Smiledog meme, which spawned from my inspirational efforts to be a direct illustration of this unmade comic book. This combines together two of my favorite creators, Walt Disney and Stephen King, showing them how much I appreciated their work, the film and Stephenβs book Four Past Midnight. People just did not want to accept creative expression except when it comes to making media for relaxing after work. They snatched away my Stephen King books and derailed my creative plans.
As a teenage dropout when I went around making fun of people for completely failing at creative expression, that was my way of getting back at Society for them doing it to me throughout my childhood. It would seem to be childish tit for tat⦠except that everybody did it. Everybody. The schools, normal society, regular friend candidates, scenes in unappealing media, my grandmother. The only way to get them to wake the fuck up was for them to experience the same thing.
Meanwhile it became gradually apparent that ipgd's many similarities to myself included desiring communication control, which directly extends out of artistic identity. To be a leading artist, guiding other artists, making big trends, leads to the desire to dominate communication, and she reflected that. But after all the way I was treated for all my years, I could not connect with her properly, from all the psychological damage whipped out at me by Protestant society.
βJust desertsβ pornography
My retrospective view of why I experienced such things is confirmed by how people try to recreate my childhood experiences. They never got to know about my childhood, and so they opened up some big weak points for my current Initiative. They let me gather the information that, in fact, the problems I have received in my Catholic lineage came directly out of an intentional campaign to persecute our family identities that refract differently in different individuals with overall consistent themes. For instance, I speak as if I am performing a legal process in official court, so does my mom, I have found the great utility of this family tradition by confronting the animation industry. My sister also exposes others for being βpatheticβ and βdemonicβ and questioning what she has gained for herself; my dad showing me her text messages helped me write this.
I cannot identify concrete events in people like my grandfather being persecuted for having creative sensibilities. Or on the Puerto Rican side of my family that I didn't get to connect with, which is said to have some great artists. But the mere fact that people sought to recreate things I ALREADY experienced as a kid proves it happened somewhere down the line of my family.
I strongly feel that people like friends of Katie Rice got off on telling me to βshut upβ after my teenage Revolution crumbled apart out of their perception of what kind of person I was during it, commenting on John's blog and participating in the community. That was sexual abuse. And they have awareness of this or they wouldn't wither so hard. The Community-wide stance of refusing to acknowledge my comments on John K's blog and other places evidences shame, and other motives.
The Story Gets Out
The struggle of my Protestant enemies is that it is clearly evident Jesus established the Catholic Church, orthodoxy is respectable, the occasional traditional-minded Protestant like CS Lewis is respectable, the norm of their religion is a joke. The internet was a tool for people getting together and laughing many times that different denominations contradicted each other so muchβ¦. - but it did not have the right Spirit of the laughter that I would give if I was prominent in the society. Things done to people like my grandfather, and other factors, prevented me from being in the right situation as a villain of the Protestant church.
God put me in place to take charge of this situation, I have the kingly character to take command of so many different tasks and blending them together into a sensible daily life. But Homestuck was the response from Protestant Society. The beginning of the webcomic with the suburban settings is essentially yearning to solve the destruction of 20th century Protestant America which uniform suburbs serves as a good symbol for.
I did like my mother's suburban House and she worked hard to get it as a single mother who mysteriously was not able to receive her degree despite doing almost everything.
βThe note desolation playsβ is their plaintive wail of the arrival of Hauntlyre, artistic child of the ancient forefather Jubal. I have planned an eschatologically elaborate evisceration of the Protestant world. But what they had to answer was pornographizing children and bellowing screams that I picked apart with my spooky brain. That shows who deserves to lose.