The Abstract Queerness of Groomers
I take advantage of my enemies seeking to exploit how my creative identity creates extremely strong experiences by extrapolating the secret framework of their abusive culture
Eternal Prelude continues with The eyes of Hauntlyre align: βIt strides from broken crackling screens to invade reality.β

This song identifies my plan to spend the final abstract hours of the Earth proving most everything people believed about the world wrong.
Introduction to the Google document below



One of my more persistent issues as a paranormal, horror creator is how groomers and other ill, mainstream types camp in my mediums. Being a christian, I identify that there's an actual spiritual reality to things like horror, although this has lingered in obscurity because Protestants reject it as they don't believe that pain, horror, etc. will exist in heaven. Jesus experienced pain and horror and so that banishes that notion, so it can't be firmly held in good faith.

Protestant Society was too distracted by how creeped out they were to see me boring straight through the true nature of the world, like the laser eyes of Superboy Prime, to be interested in my actual horror fiction.

This spiritual reality involves the meaning of our lives. As if there is an imaginary Smokey-dark medium we walk amongst as an alternate dimension which only certain people who can appreciate horror can see into.

I identified much of the horror of the art industries of the late 00s, hence their desperation to make me look like a fetishist. Equius stares while sweating, which is a predatory take on how as an adolescent, with my abstract vision, I would stare in perpetual trauma that was comfortable at evil abstractions in society, shivering at what I was fighting as a revolutionary. I have a horror-related identity and so it simply did not bother me to look at the horror of real life. Andrew Hussie and others fucked up my natural emotions by doing things like reframing my βsweaty staringβ, thereby protecting Protestant Society and their White abstractions that do things like encourage despair and hopelessness so they give up on life and only think about βgoing to heavenβ, and βbeing a productive member of societyβ until then.

Queers embrace the life set up for them by liberalized Protestant moms and uncaring asshole men, combining these traits into ceaseless empathy sessions for each other, and mindless hate of their enemies. Hence even someone like me, intimately connected to a whole bunch of media vitally important to their lives, needed a protracted effort over years to crack all this open and get some actual proper responses to what I'm doing.

When they insistently lay claim to One Piece these days, that is motivated by their subconscious fear of myself becoming more prominent in society, but like a classic monster they are running out of places to escape my inspiration spreading.
And so they need to pretend and pretend they don't know what I'm talking about, even though they are squatting in exactly the space I was seeking to live in as a teenager, when I was getting girls like Rebecca Sugar and Dana Terrace excited for my vision which explores alternate dimensions on Earth and in the heavens. Queerness dissolves into insistent incoherence, the lazy and easy choice compared to embracing the horror of Protestant America as many of their favorite creators tried to do, and VivziePop has done so very successfully.
Now it's time to dispel more of their tactics and email them all to more people
This song relates to me alone preparing to make Hauntlyre. Hauntlyre is literally entertainment about damnation in the near future. Technically people can avoid the fates I am already preparing to draw as the end times hasn't happened yet, but directly changing anything isnβt going to happen while woke youths are going βBWUHH?β and vaguely implying that there is something meaningful I missed responding to in the literally dozens of projects by people I care about I have never met, seeking to create a morass of disturbance for my soul like the swamp of sadness from The NeverEnding Story. βLittle cuntsβ relates to this, including those firmly limited to the Earth as being tiny, and so the song shames them to open up.
It also relates to trying to interact with me in my cursed state, going into heavenly rants inspired by my spiritual visions, which inspired Hazbin.
Google document: Abstract queer methods of groomers

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