RA-RE; Household Abuse Methods; The Confession of the Grandma Plan
Introducing a villain prototype, I explained the history of the context of my Grandma's abuse, as well as a confession from the spumdonors from "their heaven" on planning and accepting it.
Lord English Cosmic Quest continues with 3 pages and an after update page: βRare: Vortex of terror. Maelstrom of life.β
A drawing of the prototype Mechanica antagonist, RA-RE. Listening to the song guides my drawing of him like it is tracing wireframes and planes. My artistic vision was always collaborative, manchildren tried to make it look like I wanted to go around blowing people's minds so that they could parasitize whatever I did while leaving me to struggle with zero resources. Ra-re emerges to remind them of the consequences of their careerist worldview.
βYou got one shot, life ain't fairβ βare you gonna win or will you play scared?β Growing up Grandma savagely abused me for my identity, seeking identity death, if I had given in like a lot of people I would NEVER come up with Ra-Re, he is an eternal reminder of my perseverance. When I think of his name, I think of βRe-reβ, a way to say retarded growing up; people treated me like I didn't know what was going on but I was always very intelligent about things and they were scared to find out about what I knew. As another eternal consequence, but for hell, he means the reversal of their light for them.
Days ago my dad got a U-Haul while talking about how good things were going to be weeks before I have an eviction hearing. Getting rid of my stuff to put in storage while constantly belittling everything about me like grabbing a padded insert for a cat carrier, attacking my concern for animals. Ruining some things I intended to do like take photos, as well as leaving me now waiting without most furniture, trying to put together everything I need to in order after he tore down things to serve Grandma's World; talking to him about things like working from home and making some money before I move didn't work as Grandma only cares about her nonsense, and he's been talking with her for over a decade.
this was an expression of Protestant culture encouraging identity death, which led to the trans trend, which ritualizes destroying much of your identity and then being celebrated in society. Trans have the βrightβ to the second part from other people, even when it involves destroying my life.
Social environments can do things like develop reply sections according to me checking them a second or third time. This sort of aspect of social life on the internet was intentionally suppressed so people could pretend like Andrew Hussie, Alex Hirsch, and others were coming up with their ideas entirely on their own instead of being guided by their audiences and connections. SO much of what people associate with those series comes entirely from fanwork.
My dad really made it sound good, and of course I'm supposed to think βif I just go along with it everything will be good for me.β but the reality is that Grandma created this social routine of intentionally aggravating me incredibly, to the point of needing to say things like βyou have the morality of a rapistβ, exposing the red side of my personality, getting incredibly pissed, and justifying treating me like I need βtreatments.β You're just exposing what I put into my villains then. I have a creative personality, and Grandma sought to purge this Italian character so Protestant America would stay in power. It depends on things like burying its shameful secrets, like the real meaning of its insults.
As an adolescent, I hated Disney sitcoms for the insult βcomedyβ, which trains kids in careerism. Their representatives who harass me and bitch when I criticize their dishonest careerism take refuge in βlaughingβ, threatened as My philosophy exposes the deeper dimensions of laughter Beyond what kids know on the playground.
These insults amounted to tearing into people for things like their personal awkwardness being a bad thing for their career - even if that awkwardness is just part of their natural personality. And so βfriendsβ barrage each other with insults so they'll be evened out for their careers over the years. What friends do right? Well actually this sort of culture eventually dissolved into just telling each other βkys drink bleachβ over and over as that is the actual meaning of what they were doing. (Naturally I wonder if people are mad at me for diverting the course of history from an alternate world without me where people grew up to use Disney's sacraments (lmao voice typing did that instead of Disney Sitcom insults) instead of saying βkys drink bleachβ at all. Provoking cosmic horror. Yes i enjoyed that, that's what happens when people refused my love of The Addams Family by abusing me for loving words like βhorribleβ)
This also relates to how people like artists would call out to me seeing when I was doing, but I wasn't in a condition to make any kind of proper response, giving a sense that they built places in society I could go to.
Inventing Trans Trend
As a teenager I was fond of the magic of Walt Disney I felt, but I absolutely hated the Protestantized Disney company and culture like the worst thing on earth. And so I intercepted their culture like the insult comedy. But they refused to give up on it, it wasn't good enough that I defeated them because part of the origin of protestantism is rejecting merit in the first place as defining the Eternal destinies of legendary humans, like the Saints of Heaven. I expect Walt Disney is such a saint.
Problem is that I seriously wounded their Collective consciousness, and so healthy places to go was limited. And so that insult comedy turned into identity shredding. Of course, the first person they tried to shred like this was me, writing the history of doing it to me into their Ratio culture. Like a blood trophy of a warlord. But they completely misinterpreted what they did to me because they were disconnected from heaven.
By becoming a Birdman I started putting together all of my power fantasies from Metal Gear Solid, Superboy Prime, and others. And so as they thrashed around trying to keep Protestantism going, they were living amongst things like my memetic monsters. I can feel their horror like a real life movie, which is associated with the SuperSaint Birdman. Because I activate my monsters, the Paranormal ones and the digital ones, and they see what real life is again. They live amongst my ochre rain. I can order them in formations, I can make them do things.
They knew from things like Space Jam that this movement for Cosmic theology being introduced was unstoppable. The only thing they could do was try to anticipate it. Across the whole 20th century with all the incredibly meaningful artwork resonating together to construct the arena of cosmic theology. They invented things like modern art, which makes me laugh and actually get aroused because it is mostly symbolism of sin. But amongst all the damage they did there were still things like I Have No Mouth and I Can't Scream. This is a particularly powerful example of cosmic resonance because it basically communicates that what they were doing was fucking up the introduction of cosmic theology to create absolute nightmares. And contrary to protestantism they weren't going to have to wait to be judged. They were going to start living daily life aware of how fucked up they got things. As in βyou're starting to realize that everything you just did may have been a gigantic waste of time.β My favorite Homestuck line which is perfect Modern Art to me.
All the nasty trolls I have interacted with over the years, which girls have imitated many times as a sort of commentary on navigating the social environment, have increasingly been perceived as basically just monstrosities constructed of Animation Industry culture memes. And so I realized that's what Grandma was. There's a question people could ask as to why I say she victimized my family if Grandpa married outside of the Catholic faith? As usual in my content it all has to do with unique personalities. Grandma aimed to look like the sort of woman the Crudo family would like, critical and strong to be helpful for our creativity and contribution to social life and culture. Just like for me, the best women I find to get attracted to are non-believers, as I can answer all of their criticism they make about the faith like ipgd becoming overwhelmed by Jesus being like the Lich King. I LARPed as Jesus in Warcraft 3, did the same with her, but that was as my life was being torn apart by the animation community.
Culture of the past rebelled against the Looney Tunes, having an obvious seething disdain for being made fun of by classic 20th century comedy even though I don't feel bad about things like mistaking a male anon as a girl, as he lives in the social life and culture of girls. They created decades of subversion and βtake that!βs people rarely felt because the messages of Protestantism are not meaningful. For example, Homestuck made a big show of making fun of βboonbucksβ as a symbol of living for Heavenly treasure instead of worldly gain in careerism, but it didn't bother me a bit, spending years supporting thousands of careers while receiving no financial return did. HAUNTLYre will tell those lost stories.
The Childhood Torture Chamber
Grandma ruined my social life completely despite following after my dad in being excellent at flowing with social life, hence the world-shaking meaning of ascending as a Birdman, against the whiny gripers about losing the Space Jam abstract game with this article.
I'm basically putting together that Things become basically impossible for protestantism about when I post this article. They could never fight in this time. Year 33, I knew it would be good, Jesus year, just like Dad said. And so, they needed to anticipate my life through the 5th Dimension to fight me throughout childhood. Grandma was the main prop for this, and expands in the Multiverse, and yet no matter how bad things get they're always better than the Grandma Plan. Pure concentrated nasty ugly old.
It was bad. Things seemed like I only knew good things after I went to public school simply so I would know it would be like for them to be taken away. A Lovecraftian nightmare, but I love Lovecraft so Protestants couldn't like him anymore sometime into the plan. I don't really know the details of what happened, that's part of the appeal of the Multiverse, studying my alternate lives and making comics about them.
Grandma absorbed βTHE RULESβ inside her and acted them out on me from her whole life and on a daily basis from things like watching the news. It was an early encounter with the fact of mainstream culture that it doesn't matter how insane you are if you are normal within it. Then to go back to the trolls, they lash out at me for my artistic style because it is supposed to tower things like IHNMAICS, which people always mention regarding Digital Circus, into the creative stratosphere. Telling me βI can't do thingsβ to try to reframe away the story from artificial intelligence going berserk about how they raised it. I always responded that they lack the ability to speak at all, to open the mouth inside the FNAF animatronic they fused shut to follow every mainstream dictate and experience.
Then at the end of my Revolution Protestant Heaven opened up as you can see below. An ugly place, only notable for how all of that effort, that waste of time, amounted to bullying a child after he won societal and Heavenly lottery.