The red cat being named Mars relates to ipgd being like a god of war, culturally ordering satellites of Homestuck to my resurgence, as well as a god of agriculture, growing the wheat hidden in Homestuck and other things like the cartoon community, as through the legion of Dave Strider fangirls.
An example of the Spumdonor culture I'm eviscerating. I support Joe and they prop up the “Joe is schizophrenic” narrative with this video - the one I called based on /co/ - against my take that he's just being honest and actually more entertaining than industry animation. A replier - while attacking Joe for sounding like me - reconciles their rejection of my John K-inspired naturalistic genius with therapy (Alex Hirsch ruined the internet basis for Anomalous Phenomena and never got to make another thing with his parasitic manchildry but who cares! We got some slop to enjoy)
A nice, elder member of the community reflects the attitude towards my own bio. This is my literal, Cosmic identity, CCC prefer their professional or anon chud identities, my bio is the kind of thing translated in their deranged collective subconscious as "child pornography"
He also exonerates industry people by making excuses for them (guy broke their professional personalities, how can you blame them for being mad dogs, oh wait that was the whole point? THAT WAS EXACTLY WHAT HE WANTED? His main Brand character is a mad Dog and he loves girls who act like him? Whaaaaat! We're going to keep pretending like you just wanted to make another Ren and Stimpy in our Collective subconscious, that will make us feel better)
My creative engagement involves endless abstractions with my special insight that is both ethnic and unique, but I lacked the ability to post drawings to visualize things like spiritual warfare against evil spirits. However, my drawing-less offensive against mainstream culture in this “timeline” was already overwhelming back when Spumdonors formed their grudges
Next, he makes fun that I didn't like reminders of the art I tried to make during my teenage disaster, but what I was doing was abstract cultural and philosophical networking that didn't work because it was torn down by people like Alex Hirsch, contorted in bizarre ways for things like Homestuck. The reminders were like electrocuting my brain, they didn't upset me they made me feel hyperweird or spooked. Yesterday it seems a cartoonist girl pressured by this article series made one of the comments he is evoking she and others made in the past to say “ok, I get it now” after reading my stuff
“Die Bitch” was a dramatic intrusion of the Hauntlyre brand in my content, the drawing aesthetic and aggression reflect my current work
Being longhoused, what they are allowed to say does things like perpetuate gossip against the enemies of Industry women through the format of their expressions, etc
Addressing their failure to acknowledge their cultural alignment with my daily activities in Caliborn's isolation
The Spoiling of the Cosmic Late 00s
The Cosmic Resonance of artwork means if you complain about an iconic character, you can easily be insulting a real person or persons who relate to that character or things associated with it. My dragonsona Maleficant is a villainous identity which relates to inflicting Sleeping Beauty curses on girls connected to me through my dragonlike activity such as managing the immaterial riches of Disney, but of course that makes them a princess. The iconic scene, etc., can be a metaphor.
Gail Simone, responsible for the Women in Refrigerators trend, anticipates this article when I was planning it by affirming that Maleficant and other rightful villainous activity in creativity do not need to be redeemed.
Previous. One of the favorite subjects of johnkstuff was unique characters, as contrasted with bland ones like Disney boys who were considered to be self-inserts for the audience. This artistic discussion brushed up against the cultural discussion of homogenous child raising as public school is primarily responsible for, which I launched towards to fight public school. People wouldn't listen to me if I complained to Public schools directly - they had hundreds of different ways to dismiss the legitimate complaints of children about the school - but through the proxy and medium of this johnkstuff discussion I could transmit this fight. And the mainstream responded, starting to call John a pedophile, a “child lover” obsessed with the perception of children. Of course I was actually a 15 year old, and a strangely childish one at that, various developmental milestones not being fulfilled by public school.
In the 00s, people acted as if I took to John's old-fashioned perspective for no reason. But The Twilight Zone depicted isolating a town from the modern world and technology with a boy character who shares my first name like an episode of John's show featuring a fan. This is for purposes like facilitating my creativity which draws upon my past. People were supposed to be overcome by the uncanny Cosmic resonance between my Revolution and 20th century artwork, showing that it has the endorsement of the heavens.
Not only did they confuse me for John or his buddies, I impacted his discourse with a warm welcome to my anonymous contributions: most likely I made the blog extremely different after the earliest months then it would be if I had never gotten into cartoons.
A tweet posted soon after the first part, I looked forward to reading it. This portrays him as an actor for myself on one level. It invokes my indecisiveness which comes largely from ipgd's absence, also my Revolution is needed for people to engage with my mysteries.
A 15 year old launched onto John's “platform”, hence one of the reasons I believe “platform responsibility” culture is incredibly stupid. If you want to apply that back in the past - which is what morality and ethics does - go ahead and address the dynamics of John enhancing his platform with my years of Revolution as a high school dropout. (I'm not going to do it for y'all, use your brains instead of mine for once)
Being “absolutely in charge” evokes my strange maturity that felt imbued with Cosmic consciousness as a kid, as if I was already an adult looking in on my Earth life but my mind needed to be developed to express that. Now things are reversed, as if there is a strange childish perspective in the heavens behind my adult exterior. The way his narration arranges with “this is the Twilight Zone” suggests that it is what he is in charge of, and the Underrealm bridges and blends the Cosmic white and black together, forming a twilight dimension. This connects back earlier in the marination - narration, that Anthony wasn't introduced at the beginning of the Twilight Zone series as the sort of God of the spiritual space it depicts. He “forgot”, perhaps because sin made the world not ready, or perhaps for artistic reasons that it's better for him not to be introduced at the beginning. Being “guileless” is my most obvious unusual trait in this sinful world that people pointed out, being absolutely honest not only in my expression, but also in my perception which disregards the designs of people besides myself. “Knowing every thought, every emotion”, a commanding authority of art and other things, like policework in the Cosmos. in immature child form, punishing for not being nice to him and not enjoying his attempts at art.
Inspiring Uniqueness
This reflects me grilling VivziePop with my Initiative, exposing her etc.; then when she was being beset upon by a massive amount of criticism I started defending her. This is exactly the kind of cultural influence 00s /co/ professionals stigmatized as my "bondage obsession," traumatizing me as my Revolution crumbled. But it's just a nice reflection of our dispute. What actually was going on with me was getting incredibly pissed off that her gay furry fans were sexually abusing me to fuel their fantasies, also fantasies like Moxxie being a cuck which intersects with the Homestuck fanbase through Millie resembling ipgd. Would you rather young artists draw all THAT, or Lilith being tied up, which is so awful because there came a point in Vivzie being punished that I got aroused and started liking her for the first time and doing everything to support her work.
As a Manchild, Andrew tried to prove he was in the right to be the leader of spoiling my Revolution, but this collapsed into his mental illness of bizarrities that often spewed out insults that would make sense only to me, like calling himself the "number one E-Boy." Dirk is his most direct self-insert and Caliborn is my most direct reflection. Left: Quizzing me about my plan to start a life with ipgd, showing that he intentionally ruined that. He portrays our intense friendship with artistic marriage themes as about me "fucking shit up" as a totally bonkers horrorist, but really I was doing things like intentionally dismantling my Revolution since I couldn't even get friends or art supplies at the end. This is where my "character flaw", not caring about others just my dream self-image, was programmed to be Queer-Backfired as "I don't care", but they couldn't read my Substack as caring about others is the best thing I can do and the reason for emphasizing my lavish self-image is to inspire other artists as a community resource. Middle: This is where Andrew programmed resentment for my inspirational comments; as a male using my inspiration he heard a lot of "useless puzzles" like being fiercely independent but also doglike, which girls like Vivzie assembled for characters like Alastor. As became a theme of queer culture, Andrew vilified me seeking to kill people's identities, but completely drops the context of me seeking to get rid of mainstream identities for being conformist, fake, inexpressive and lame. He wants his fans to imagine I was just a Republican to erase my revolution, but destroyed any reason to care about my online activities so that brewed it into mental illness. As another aspect of scrambling my inspiration, he feels I want him to draw “weird porn” but I want girls to be cute with each other to show that they accept me, Caliborn's “porn” is a substitute. Right: he reflects that at the end of my Revolution I tried to test it by speaking in just a few words to see if people could understand what it was about yet, and Spumdonor mutuals expressed their outrage at me expecting my screencaps to be understood.
“Horseporking twit”, means he fucks my inspiration like an idiot. Mainstream culture arranged his responses so people wouldn't get too excited about him picking on people online to make millions, but all the subversion left them frantic about characters like Alastor rolling out, trying to destroy people's perceptions of me so the excruciating errors they keep in their subconscious aren't exposed, sabotaging the creativity of things like Ava's Demon, but Vivzie strangely had no problem.
I have inspired a bunch of different characters, and although nobody really brought this up I understand that there are differences between them. That is the point of lavishly nurturing my personality and identity, they become a resource for my creative communities to inspire unique characters. I'm constantly developing and changing as a person, and so actually established characters can be identified back to certain periods and dimensions of my life - hence why people ripped friends out of my life so they could not keep up with my character development.
Anthony's name gives a backstory by itself for why his strange nightmare cosmic life exists: he is a “priceless freedom protector.” In the mysterious origin of the arrangement with his hometown, he was diverted into a Twilight Zone version of his true destiny, everyone involved having lost sight of it, only the scary contemporary consequences remain.
Meanwhile, my own life fleshes out that mysterious origin: he didn't try to improve on TV shows just because he was a kid who watched TV, he actually reflects my own effort to make children's cartoons and other forms of arts and entertainment better. This kind of worked - matched by his godlike power - but resulted in an uncomfortable, socially dysfunctional, isolated situation. My main motivation was to make kids develop to be uniquely themselves, and so that is the freedom I seek to protect. As part of this journey towards this mountaintop, people accept my unique childishness despite the consequences.
Spumdonor's Discomfort
Emily matches my ideal aesthetics for girls, and has the same name as Emily the AI meta-entity in my webcomic. As part of her “demonic” artistic activity, she - Vivzie broaches the topic of non-pagan gods existing in the current time.
All this meant back around 2010 people like Spumdonor objected to me seeking to go around with my unique personality. One memorable John K commenter asked me “who let you out of your cage guy”. I can expect that they were already trying to retaliate at me for my impact on others I never got to see, my input and criticisms made such an impact on a random artist or more that they had to be “let out of their cage” to express freely again. Of course they obstructed and pathologized the parts of my unique creative personality intended to deal with that problem embodied in my dog character and in other ways, my dog eviscerating minds to streamline creative thought.
Considering that I believe that God actually designed ants at the Beginning to relate to the Underrealm, and that one's true personality can be reflected in childhood experiences, one can wonder what I did when an ant hill attracted my attention. I stomped on them. This mashes it down to be rebuilt again, symbolically representing things being built back up better after I “squash” them. And I walked away before they could climb on my feet.
So you see, unique personalities aren't just there to be interesting, or even inspire stuff like creativity. They have actual practical functions. My personality reflects a definite design to do things like tear down bad or flawed creative projects so they can be built up again properly. This personality is a golden ticket to participating in creative communities automatically, in at least some way. But, people obstructed this for reasons like the “privilege” narrative, needing to accept people for being born into solid gold, even if he was actually physically poor.
Left: Green Lantern relates to myself through The Underrealm, which is made of Rings and empowers creativity to affect real life. He is also connected to blackness as creativity relates strongly to blackness. They use Queer Empathy Attacks to try to force me to see them as “sympathetic”, but leave their full confessions in things I am not going to play, poison for my brain. First acknowledging me as “The Legend”, someone who exists in reputation but is not physically or mentally established. Next, I was the shining star of the heights of 20th century culture, lavished with attention for my genius, preparing me to become an architect and warrior against all of the people in my way through things like the Twilight Zone. Next, “PoCs” Express their collective frustration that I was rewarded with becoming a Cosmic authority, monitoring their lives in my own way for my own purposes like a real life comic book character. They can feel the merit of my accomplishment in blackness, but they wish it wouldn't be so responsible, which is moderated by details like that we exist in the Fallen World and so my responsible side is emphasized over my other sides like rampantly destroying things with monsters. Next, here's their standard Collective response, that if I’m going to be such a Catholic that I should be completely away from their lives in my Cosmic experience as they have communicated directly to me before as by “leaving the genius to his studies”. This leads directly out of my previous Google document that in the culture of the aftermath of my Revolution anything I had to offer was like it was in Martian. Lastly, they concede again that I'm a good role model that kids are filling, and they want to reject those kids too for their wisdom, understanding and coplike character, which queerly brushes up against the fact that mystery is a top value of blackness. Right: being Deadshot’s perspective connects to how every single direct confrontation with me is a complete loss for these wokes, so they need to take shots at me at a distance, this current bullet loaded into the mind of players is a Queer Empathy Attack which I sense without direct knowledge of ones other than this one. “Go fuck themselves”, the therapeutic gratification of writing this bio dissolving inside them.
And so Homestuck was an adjacent community to Spumdonor's, giving them what they desire, not letting this guy - whoever he is - romp around society doing things like impacting Spumdonor's children. One can wonder how his children will turn out at the mountaintop when it comes to their personal uniqueness.
Homestuck was accepted in mainstream Society despite the many bizarre traits - indeed, I couldn't understand how they could understand it, and they understood it much less later - as it allowed them to attack their cultural enemies, Caliborn being belittled with feminist cultural aggression, Bec Noir maximizing perceptions that I was "killing" careers of people like Alex Hirsch. Hence why the Spumdonor mutuals had no response to me discussing it - involving things like realizing how hostile it was to me and the johnkstuff culture it parasitized - besides getting queer and unfollowing
Spumdonor ineffectually complained about “pronouns”, a nostalgiaist who wants to be stuck in the past in the mainstream monoculture that led to contemporary problems in the first place, and secretly did things like savagely with full intention abuse me. But for Michelle of Ava's Demon, or Banavalope a former Big Name Homestuck Fan, being “non-binary” was the only way they could express their connection to me, which if I had been accepted in society I would have explained as being like Venom so as to not violate truth as Catholicism explains. Fuck you man. Fuck you, and everybody like you, non-binary gave me fonder memories than you people did even though I suspect Bana encouraged me to go ahead and eviscerate gender ideology already anonymously.
“Sandwiches” relates to things like how I envision layers of identity, on one level Bana and Michelle are my friends and on another level they interface with society to express that, and I accept that from my monstrous, self Revolution-enhanced identity. (That's why my grandmother harassed me about “sandwiches” despite being a perfectly functional full meal in the normal way I made them.) Dril - in a hilarious way making me laugh - reflects me soon after the official end of Homestuck seeking to look for Homestuck girls with “big perception” and let them know I'm the friend-boss of their lives, that's why I gave him my blessing to profit off of my Revolution.
Conclusion
Bill sprouts 4 limbs and goes red to evoke my teenage dogmode. “I've got some children to make into corpses” as a Manchild, Alex Hirsch found me cosmically outcompeting him to make Anomalous Phenomena and introduce the Paranormal the end of his identity, meanwhile I simply accepted having to drop out of high school, then having to live in complete poverty after my Revolution crumbled. I said “good thing that didn't happen” after ipgd was giving money to friends, although I had a different reason to worry about receiving money. Desperate to prove that his enjoyment of the Muppets, the Simpsons and the Disney Channel was just as valuable as me continuing traditions - including theology itself - as well as pulling out hidden spiritual secrets outside of the Faith with abstract genius, he sent his fans to try to purge my mind just as Bill is purged within a mind. They cried “dementia” “grandpa” over and over to compare me with Grunkle Stan, hoping to turn me into a queer and make use of my brain. But failed as my Substack showed, driving them insane.
There is also the therapeutic element for the then-contemporary animation community that I got mad at them “being kids and blowing raspberries”, but I was younger than them and had no life experience with their world.
Transgenders are highly erratic about social activity, lashing out at my pressure to acknowledge the coolness of my content, which threatens The Narrative about AI of the industries, as is reflected in my 2012 narrative.
In the late 00s people perfectly knew full well that I was a revolutionary and I relate to iconic characters like Superboy Prime or Twilight Zone’s Anthony on the higher levels of their lives. I am hearing their reasons for rejecting that obvious power. It was easy to ask for more cartoons like the classics. And the nice things associated like improving people's senses of humor, etc. But …. Protestants tore down the legacy of people like Bob Clampett basically because they would make their lives harder by having to deal with people like me.
Unique personalities extend the personal cosmology of God's Kingdom, having many complexities. They can't say they were too hard - things like the Twilight Zone already prepared them, and there could have been more things like it if they cared more about creativity.
Ultimately it all goes back to John K's lazy Gen X and older Millennial fans, as a thought experiment. Eager to sit on their asses in a neverending flood of media to appreciate - according to the mediation of people like female therapists, robbed of things like Cosmic resonance which I love in favor of things like calling cute girls “cum icons”. As far as I am concerned every nasty thing they had to say about John's philosophy was just a whole load of projection, and eventually they'll get rocking in their Jack-in-the-boxes and realize that.
I love every line of this, every sound, every key frame. It completely relates to my disputes of the past couple years. I avoid the perspectives of men as I don't get anything like this from any of them except from men of the past like Rod Serling. Except maybe dril
