On the Destruction of 4chan

The Department of Anomalous Phenomena continues with the Easter special; Age’s End. “No, he comes from an alien reality, where humans labor who if you saw them, you would gradually realize more and greater differences from everyone you have ever known. … It always seemed to him it looked like a skull, odd considering the original Calvary. The sky was the deepest blue, and the clouds swirled shapes that spoke of infinity. He walked away then, until he found how important faith was to the Department.“

This is where the chapter was Easter night and I woke up to learn Pope Francis died. Aligning in various ways, my work illuminates the cost of Holy decisions beyond the human scale. Even the Guardian is willing to choose salvation of an immortal soul over his beloved sea, and so the disingenuous co-opting of Francis by leftists - materialistic and pretending to care about things like animals - is rebuked through my creativity

This is a tweet that made ipgd ask if we would ever know who Dril is. As I develop my creative skills - abstractly - they become weapons, sniping those in mainstream culture who want to claim Christians are incapable of creativity, etc., when in fact my creativity displays the Holy Spirit blatantly present. They cannot make the claim ever again in my sights without being sniped by doing my best to present my Christian work to them against all resistance, as they choose to blaspheme. This tweet being made on my birthday, and the awkward framing of Snake - not known for his sniper skills - created a sense of reality breaking to revolve around ipgd, a blissful year

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It is uncanny resonance that 4chan was taken down completely by a splinter website after I had condemned its current posterbase for refusing my 4chan design inherent to my creative world, the Underrealm, amongst other wrongs.

In the previous article the Homestuck 2 team synchronized with my opening line about the Underrealm Rings being doomsday devices through Eridan, who constructs doomsday devices.

To become a billionaire I sought to process evils of society with my genius brain. Shitty males and “empathetic” liberals sought to redirect my abstract goals to literal people, connecting my criticisms to the social climate of Los Angeles art, and so that was basis for Eridan killing angels as a metaphor for nuking the mental health of random girls who create the social climate of Los Angeles, creating extremely difficult personal challenges for my 20s after successfully destroying blights of the lives of others with my brain. And so this also brings in Eridan’s interpersonal hopelessness.

Vriska here reflects females refusing to facilitate my goals for this reason, because of feminism, to make projects like Gravity Falls that will be easier than DAP and Hauntlyre, and so forth, creating supernaturally bad luck I was supposed to believe had no human origin. And also them taking fire from my rhetoric as I attained “a new height of power”, before falling like Mr. Slam, killing new life from my artistic Revolution that you can now see being born in my stories again. Extending to the severe effects upon Homestuck, inspiring Caliborn’s dialogue as a debriefing. “Fakest fiction” reflects my experience in morbid process of digging up failed cartoon projects like Jack Kirby’s great paneling at Filmation not making it to screen, and evaluating the potential of new 2010 artists to much controversy, and hollers from female artists; “angels”

The specifics of the reliance of the characters upon myself specifically - as if I was split like an atom, fitting the nuclear Bec Noir who reflects my overall Smiledog brand and hostility towards people who benefited from me without honoring myself and my best friend - requires explaining my cosmic destiny, and so individuals “friendly” and hostile protesting my future as an Elect Catholic were protesting necessary information for my claims of being plagiarized, all proceeding literally into the end times, not a court here and now.

A brand new character Accelerator the Age-Ender, who illustrates the cosmic theology of transitioning from one Age to the next, which I literally experienced in my lifetime. Both in terms of going from my childhood and teenage revolutionary effort to a world completely unlike the one I knew (and I observe a multiversal phenomenon) and also the dramatic changes from the 00s Internet to the Internet before this year, which I mainly observed unlike everyone else because I refused to change with the time and obliterate my life story. Leftists make fun of the awkward boys they would have been if they had not adopted the story of their collective, but as a result, they cannot trivially invent a new Japanese-inspired kaiju while doing many other things, astonishing people of the future who will see clashes between Guardian, Accelerator, and other characters and go back - including in the afterlife - to see just how easy it was for me to do him.

I was repeatedly harassed in the webcomic thread of 4chan for making characters that look like Evangelions all without having actually watched the series. Anno’s take on Godzilla was deeply meaningful to me without even watching the film, as my mind was trying to preserve its ecosystem for forming my Guardian character first. Japan is a pagan country and those who constructed platformed 4chan culture wished to prevent me from literally bringing anime with heavy Christian motif to Christianity, ruining their degeneracy, consumption, and obnoxious personalities that rightfully were not accepted in places where you have a public identity. I used 4chan to connect with strange people, not people afraid of making their nasty character public, and so they launched war efforts against my effort in 2010 and the past few years to take my 4chan brand public, doing things like screaming at me for having unnamed characters (that Doug TenNapel also had, who used 4chan and clearly interacted with me. Having a 4chan mentality before the website existed.) Now these nasty types have no 4chan.

The original spirit of Homestuck was largely derived from 4chan, and is also seen in Steven Universe and other works like Mao Mao. All this 4chan spirit forming the consciousness of the Zoomer generation means that I can activate a doomsday device through Soyjak Party, not by planning but because the time was right: I felt strongly about writing a story of Underbeasts arriving to the present amongst angels, and accordingly they destroyed the website. Underbeast organic structures are spread amongst human minds and other places like aesthetics. I am moved by these structures and I move them, whirling ring motions through culture.

The comedy of this builds on the fact that I despised mainstream culture for observing i punch gay deer’s scary paranormal personality they were not willing to facilitate, which causes devastation as when Homestuck ended up with the “shock image” of Jade with male dog parts. This fucked up “finale” was implicit basis for taking on all who exploited Homestuck at the cost of ipgd’s personal life as an artistic genius. Her tomboy personality and Smiledog aura is basis for Batty’s red cat and dog. And, ultimately, I stunted on her professional community that they failed to make the proper business deal to benefit from my and ipgd’s brains. All while I preferred to see more fucked up behavior from ipgd than anything else, as friendship comes first for me

This has ipgd energy and is the most flirtatious thing to me you could make.

I interacted with Zoomers for years with the intention of sabotaging the psychology of the communities that were sending them at me - all while pretending they were speaking for themselves, a bad mistake that comes from their pedophilia, as when I was a kid I wanted to believe people spoke for themselves, and pedophiles think if I give up on my kid worldview they win. It is simply adapted within my horrific mind. they did sabotage my psychology for things like leaving 4chan to make my blatant 4chan brand, setting me up to fail with their advice and other things, and so sabotage in return through Zoomers was a defensive attack.

Batty referring to art of “perfect anime girls with indiscernible animals scribbled in the corner” reflected enjoying my initial art for Hauntlyre that is part of the DNA of her webcomic, like a storyboard for a storyboard artist. That art style gave her the ability to treat my soul like moldable goo, it was not supposed to be for anybody but friendly anons. My ‘shapeshifting’ appearance in the webcomic was for interacting with girl friends in the neighborhood of Enders Street, so I shift to be relatable to them, unlike for my opponents. The afterlife personality of the girls inspired Batty’s personal development, becoming one of them in normal life. And the scribbles of Smiledog reflect him always provoking interest in friendly girls while no one else can decipher his presence in my person. And this animation clearly displays what the creature in the corner of my drawings actually was, so Zoomers expressed rage and frustration to see it. Their pretend critiques were merely homosexual abuse for letting girls decipher me to erect my brand.

This synchronizes while I was writing about my self insert as a 15yo, being both so kidlike and smart that it shakes the fundaments of society. Hence ipgd calling herself a pedophile. This gives support for putting together my brand as I refine the Evangelion connection.

Personality’s End

It is an Easter triumph to advance the destructive power of my spiritual invention, bringing to light the Harrowing of Hell, which requires the cosmic theology of how God, who is omnipotent, can triumph. Going from an ignorant instinct of how he can that was lost from revolt against common sense, to actually explaining God’s trials on the Cosmic scale, like the massively destructive collateral damage of summoning the Rings from the future.

4chan was a place of strong personalities that was revolted against as standout artists were emerging from it, provoking thoughts of greed. Gigidigi was attacked by /v/ posters for making her personal webcomic instead of serving them gamer slop with her special, cosmic art skills. People started saying in 2009 “I can tell your writing style” to me so I laughed at them and left anonymous status, driving them insane from seeing that I was present in all those 4chan artists developing their styles. The wrongful choices they made killed 4chan personality and creativity, settling for merely one meme (wojak) as they lost connection with the former diversity. Meanwhile in the 2010s mere hints of my own brand drove friendly anons wild and spacey. Two separate tiers of poster, and the bulk of the website did not know how poor they were in their 4chan lives.

Evidence of this past went on, as with the Spumdonor community trying to condemn me for driving people insane, and rather than cry at how mean that was I identified as Lovecraft’s Eldritch cat.

this looks like the creature from the Overrealm that ends Anomalous Phenomena Series 1, evidence arising of my spiritual place.

The relationship between Mars and Pepper reflects me taking on ipgd for endorsing social justice concepts, the Rare side of me taking over. ipgd was special, and so her thoughts and statements had much more meaning than that of others involved in poisoning Tumblr with politics. They can inspire multiple comics for different dimensions of the words, as with Jade and Dave interactions that reflected this in Homestuck Act 6+. My brain locked its concepts that people would confuse for social justice concepts, and so it was indeed like military fire. And being locked meant ipgd lost the ability to develop my brain. And so it conveys sass of being well aware that she doesn’t have access to what I’m thinking - back in the mid 10s, when I was not aware of Rare’s narratives in my expressions

Tumblr had Tower of Babel hubris I was well aware of as the villain of Hauntlyre is called The White Man, and so hating literal white men spoiled my Webcomic development and protected this spiritual evil. They used the Internet to happily compile gratifying information while I sought information about what made me unhappy to create purpose for my misfortune by weaponizing it against evil. A negative existence in torment and deep dissatisfaction with people creating their gratifying narratives. Torturing me, spoiling the space of cosmic theology, and for other reasons made Tumblr’s feminine community resonate with the idea that God was afraid of them, then 10 years later, I started killing their worldview by sending some emails

The pitiful place of reposting Pepe and Wojak is beneath the mythical plane of myself and ipgd being cultural leaders, amongst other important matters. Their opinions about the video games they consume each year mean nothing and will not be accepted by my arising video game brand - to construct a platform for me, to hear them out, or for other reasons - because they rejected cosmic theology and so all of their opinions and experiences became profane, hence the ugly and depressed images they expressed themselves with. Random things people said about art in 2010 are more meaningful than enormous webs of discourse by people who choked off their ability to form a real opinion to “grow up” and not upset anybody.

Conclusion

I shall not rest until the public is outraged at the past state of life expressed in this song.

If I had ignored Zoomers during Covid, 4chan would not have gone down. Martin Luther protested “building through the flesh of the faithful,” and this undermined the decisions of born-peons, people who belong at the bottom of society, who can seek tools like democracy and communism to reach the top.

But in order to do so they must tell people to ignore how ugly the world they create is. They must tell people to ignore how things look through my eyes, born for greatness and nobility. I do not want their platforms and be on top of their world of ugliness, discussing people like Hasan that feel like demons, blights to my mind. I want to show people how nature, Neil Gaiman, and other things pointed towards majestic ochre reality that spiritually belongs to me.

Interacting with Zoomers I wanted to know how they could sincerely expect me to want such ugly, corrupt, bellowing people in my life, spoiling the beauty of my creative worlds. Doing things like demanding me to name characters I haven’t named yet while trying to get me to think according to their “critique” so I change the names I was going to do before my life was ruined. they cannot Make anything themselves but they can threaten my friends for supporting me. My own parents expressed their minds melting from doing this themselves, and my Millennial peers constantly expressed being haunted by hints of my real story. As Zoomers age, they will increasingly be locked into the communal dimensions of my doomsday devices, and I will never again hear an awful eruption from their abandoned natural voices beneath the speaker-box of their career voice, their discourse voice, etc, installed in their spiritual FNAF suits.

Part of the purpose of Christian horror is to organize evil so it is better than it would otherwise be. Because I supported Homestuck bad internet types gravitated to being Homestuck types and they were humiliated as such. “Homestuck fans when someone has a six letter name,” etc. That example is particularly good because it is payback for ruining cosmic theology which explains why my name is so bad ass it justifies being temporarily born into such an awful family on its own.

Zoomers sought vengeance for being molded like this, but could not get past the most basic facts of my real story, only acknowledging sparse pieces of those facts. They sought the most pathetic goals like trying to get me to give up on Ren and Stimpy or using a name on 4chan so they could say they changed something about me. They cannot change the revolving Doomsday devices increasingly coming to existence in their lives.

A DeviantArt friend whuh was overwhelmed by the thought of hot dog Jesus due to my Smiledog energy, that was the kind of life I was on my way to living that was torn down out of jealousy. And a single notification for me is still more meaningful than a post with tens of thousands for others.

I reject their input and have fixed my psychological dependency on 4chan, a mental disability created by Our Democracy so I would listen to it, until they gradually realized the Smiledog meat grinder is not a good thing to force input into now that Batty and others have increased its functionality. I shall make my great things in society and peons will stay in their place, watching. Not saying “DURRR I WANT YOU TO DRAW GIRLS INSTEAD OF MONSTERS” (all generated from the abstract DNA of friendly girls with opinions envious males want to dismiss, while they like being treated as having independent minds by me, and they like nightmare creatures, Smiledog, etc.) but instead reacting like normal people: “I had this reaction to your extremely strange monster inspired by real life.”

This shows my story inspiring Caliborn content; his speeches about things like “shoving candy into the mouths of the audience” was the standout of Act 6 to many, and this was tweeted years earlier. “Schizophrenia” is a demeaning accusation for people who generate content out of the meaning of lives being lived in a way that powerful people don’t like. Dril became an icon - even considered to write “scripture” - because he was in tune with my story and other things very strongly, and ipgd’s fervent fandom for Hannibal gained fuel from me devouring her spirit to live perpetually with my own. Meanwhile back then people said I was an art god - “silenced in their trolling”

A key sin was disguising natural reactions, weaponizing natural reactions, refusing to share natural reactions to my creativity, and so I was sabotaged from becoming a billionaire. This behavior played out after 2009 by the most awful slop being made, artificially formulated in accordance to things like politics. My stories are what you get with a billionaire brain. Slop is what you get with a peon brain. I shall bombard emails, hitting up the portfolio day hashtag or whatever for more, until people respond to this thesis. Fuck you. Relate to me naturally. Or watch me torture you with the 4chan hardware and software in the artificial persona you live in.