The Failures of Secular Individuality

I can continue drawing cool, confident Batman villains even when anxiety about money is driving drawing them in real life by sealing off such aspects of my virile boyishness in 2012, against demands by Tumblr to respond to the political situation and the emotional ploys of women with your whole soul. Preserving my individuality and my badassedness that coexists with my real life vulnerability, and I also gain fuel for a particularly vivid Poison Ivy by understanding female evildoers.

Since childhood songs like this resonated with me non-romantically by matching things like driving 2012 female Tumblr activists and artists farther away from my cultural presence with their woke errors, to the point they may never return for eternity. Certain parts of the lyrics point towards openness for this listening experience as part of being conservative Christian music. The lyrics also show benefiting from black contributions for such cosmic, fifth-dimensional subliminal interpretations.

Speaking of my identity being foreshadowed by the Twilight Zone and my passion for blank faces previously synchronized with this new comic. One of the prime evils of social justice is usurping the subtle role of the heavens in guiding artists so they can do things like illuminate the childhoods of random kids. Which created a contradiction that will be horribly embarrassing for certain women out there: critiquing me for my sexuality and brutal, horrific impulses was already a cosmic part of artwork before they ruined it with social justice to enjoy penalizing the careers of “stubborn” males in 2012, now-then receiving the wrong lessons from artists in the field. Now that I enjoy things like Marvel Strike Force again, I enjoy making things like my own superhero universe again - the heavens were always leading me to doing so, planting nice ideas in my head like being a God-King Thor or the master of a place that is just like the Twilight Zone: The Underrealm. Women like in animation replaced that with things like policing John’s students with their baggage about John — never getting to see my perspective on life whatsoever, where I was afraid of watching The Twilight Zone movie because Anthony sounds like me, just as Anthony in Ren and Stimpy does, leading to a cosmic face-off for “Hollywood bigshots” about the actual purpose of John K’s philosophy that just may make them shrivel enough to prefer being faceless.

Creating aesthetics for other artists can have very dramatic backstories, as with the mouthlessness of Homestuck styles, lesbian styles, etc., tracing back to taking a stand against public school demanding me to be verbal and shocking the world with my observations to prove it wrong - including new theology and my critiques of animation as a little kid that became hard to remember after my 2010 battles.

Transgenders circa 2013 exhibited sadistic glee when it came to things like derailing the lifestyle of my best friendship into the Multiverse, then much of the background of Batty’s webcomic. Years later, babbling subtypes like puppygirls proliferated, having none of this 2013 cunning, which came from transgenders still interacting with people they sought to exclude, giving them temporary rushes of abuse, control, lessening the competition, etc. People gain strength by interacting with all the parts of society, just as you become strong by working out all your muscles, not just your favorite one.

Mars reflects the titanic effort to expose ipgd’s affections for myself and anyone else, real-life strength of personality necessary for the big reception by her fans. It also syncs with the Homestuck cartoon being much nicer than the classic material resonating with the disturbed emotions of myself, ipgd, and Hussie.

Indeed, myself refusing to empower them for Homestuck (a situation that persisted to Undertale) created a pseudo-lobotomy from withholding my gifts of abstract thought and understanding problems in society like I can see them with my eyes.

A /co/ meme and also makes for a reference to an article where I discussed AtomikSaico and the meme. I encouraged dignity and self-respect and cognizance that being a skilled artist gives you the power to hold out for a better job than an industry one, which the public will seek to create to benefit from your skills. Hence is why I like it when they express frustration with me, out of understanding that I’m the one who makes them smarter.

Nobody at the time - even trans activists like my best friend - could claim that I was in the wrong: a common motivator for trans is seeking to preserve a more holistic humanity than the stilted 2 stereotypes of Protestant gender where men never have a feeling and women worry about Halloween decorations being too scary for kids. Just as I dropped out of society to preserve. However within my humanity is powerful and unique love of Creation that others can discover from my art. For typical trans and trans allies, like the ones who harassed me on 4chan, they don't want to preserve anything like that in themselves because they don't have it in themselves. They want to preserve saying hateful things to the poor instead of understanding why they are poor and responding to them correctly. My vivid experiences of “muzzling” in the 2010s was a virile sensation of preventing such hateful treatment of vulnerable youths, and was its own reward for participating. It gave and gives me a cosmic sense of being an unacknowledged role: someone who has the back of kids, so they grow up loving people who sound like me, so artists like VivziePop can make characters who do (from their eyes and ears, not those of my nasty harassers) to find success.

And so a lot of trans are just evil people who broke their minds to avoid being good. These types wholly deserve things like brutal memes mocking their lifestyles, which come out of a shattered psychology seeking to regress to childhood where they could get away with more evil things, or become a woman since their evil is much easier to get away with - at least without people like me bringing accountability to female wrongs.

Commentary on batty’s webcomic synchronizes with people starting to actually interact with my opinions and creativity, like new /co/ threads about Batman inspired by me drawing the characters. A really common type of female evil in my adolescence was just disregarding “trash” males and seeking to sever them from professional fields, which alienated girls like Batty and ipgd for finding misbehavior cute and engaging, thereby drawing them towards a role of helping males leave poverty and neglect. This produced the good out of evil of giving them the opportunity to increase their strength as individuals and achieve eternal glory for doing what the typical female wouldn’t do at all at the time.

Years of shaming in the cartoon community led to this, revealing that I in fact was one of the strongest forces in preserving human creativity against evil AI use… despite making my life revolve around eventually producing robots like in Mechanica, hence the horrible emotions, that come from people failing to understand the complexities of goodness. Like when embracing a threat does more good than rejecting it.

The Homestuck team synchronizes with me discussing the vast significance of Equius previously and bombarding animation artists about what it actually means for my life: continuing to serve artists like Dana Terrace because we became connected in developing friendships, intentionally severed by their peers, who became my enemies as a result.

/co/lture that refutes my critics who wailed ceaselessly about my fixation on silence by reflecting that mental damming is important for allowing unique creativity to flourish.

And so a lot of trans sought to mangle minds, identities, and other things of individuals simply as revenge for making them be good - not because they are panicked animals desperately defending themselves who need protection by trans allies. I already had the ability to soothe that sort of thing as an extension of my ability to help other artists increase the health of their creativity. These trans took sadistic glee in attacking my creativity via damaging me internally for being a man who stood by Divine ways… and that's the whole story. They will often go to Hell to suffer for their ruined minds for eternity.

Meditating about things like The Twilight Zone is its own alternate scripture for myself - it has that quality from being timeless classic entertainment that good Christians enjoy. It was a bigger priority to restore my relationship to myself than to God, hence making remarkably theological statements at random as I do so. The time of horrible shame is beginning, as the floodgates of “wtf is blud waffling about” burst with penetrating and increasing penetration of just how wrong I know the typical 2012 Tumblr activist is.

Supporting Min Mod shows more personal strength from her and crossover with my own perspectives over the past years of 4chan, benefiting her followers trans and otherwise.