Tumblr v. Guy
I develop the concepts and metaphysics of my articles to illustrate the conflict previously unseen by people besides myself.
Hauntlyre Prelude continues with page 33. This was finished on June 24th, and I do like to receive credit for all my little synchronicities
Back around 2012… (the “Mayan apocalypse”, in a notion developing the idea that some spiritual beliefs held by pre-Christian cultures have value, in this case an alternate type of apocalypse other than the actual Apocalypse of Revelation. This was an apocalypse of what could be called living normally)
…Tumblr culture had serious issues with myself. For various reasons, this was never directly addressed in that series of events. But there is a wide abundance of evidence that this conflict existed.
One of those reasons being that they couldn't without destroying their ideology. I was a poor person and they claimed to have heartfelt compassion for the poor. (Note the difference from these days, where they claim a strictly mechanical Marxist compassion of righting income inequality, etc. Back then they had actual feelings to express) On top of THAT, I was a poor person being exploited by a millionaire named Andrew Hussie, whose work and general existence was popular on Tumblr. On top of THAT, he was basically colonizing my creative “terrain” which I formed abstractly through spending five years seeking to inspire other artists, with other spiritual context. On top of THAT, my land which was colonized was essentially African land, a part of the spiritual Africa attempting to reunite with the physical world. This spiritual Africa has a lot to do with creativity, as it is ruled and governed by beings of creativity enlisted by God to help humans develop their creativity. Tumblr really prevented black people from receiving some cool stuff, and. This isn't even an example of rabbit holing. It's just an accurate assessment of the facts when you understand the context of my life back then.
C.S. Lewis served as a sort of prophet for the spiritual Africa alongside his friend Tolkien. Out of their great creativity, they were given this role as a reward. His quote here, among wide-ranging other meaning, predicts the time I grew up in where you had to, basically, kill your soul to work in the animation industry and a lot of other American art communities, especially when they were ruined by 2012 Tumblr. But when you do so you cannot have the ability to be actually creative as he did, you become a mere slave of Satan and other evil forces. You must Dodge all this mountains of temptation to find the completely hidden entryway to making something like Narnia. Just as Narnia symbolized God in the narrative, the Christian tradition especially the Book of Revelation finds a great deal of importance in my body of works. Having found that entryway, you become much like a magician, but a good one
Basically every famous “Tumblr person” belief was a pointed dagger at myself. One girl I was friendly with became upset when I reblogged a pro-abortion meme from her to provide my commentary. This girl was 12, and because of John K's reputation merging with mine this could be a source for the phony accusations. The mere fact that I at 22 could begin a meaningful friendship with a 12 year old goes to show the difference of the times. A difference created by the presence of the spiritual Africa. She was friends with a guy who was also mutual friends with myself and ipgd.
This mutual made a SCP “article” for her which she laughed really hard at. And so the shows how the things I inspired were blending in my proximity, and because of the value of the things I inspired that was plump motivation for reputational assaults. Again, these assaults were not direct. I didn't even bother anybody. I freaked out at the arrival of social justice, and other than that I talked about squirtles and stuff. I was basically invisible as a target, and if someone did attack I had so many hidden trap cards even at the time that I could have been pushed to deploy. Instead…
Every day I could have chosen a lot of things. But I had to abide by my faith. That woke nonsense about the “mega-rich” in the screencap makes no actual rational sense because they ignore all the examples of rich people trying to help the poor, especially the efforts that fail. That makes it anomalous, and the cancellation campaign against myself is one source of the anomaly.
As I've discussed previously, what I did as a teenager was so incredible I was rewarded almost retroactively. And my previous articles also develop how evil events are used for good. This submarine disaster illustrates people's relationship to the worldly richest, constituting a “pop quiz” in previous days.
And attitudes towards the worldly rich have some application to the spiritually rich, people who have wealth which proceeds out of this world. If people are envious, they will be envious of the spiritually rich. People need to learn to avoid envy, and if they do not they will end up in hell for envy.
And that's what I was in 2012, spiritually rich.
In popular artwork I heard something people could not, the voice of the Birdman, a grand organizing figure writing meaning throughout the creatives of the world, a meaning that resists evil.
When you listen to rap music and hear things like “money raining from the sky”, that's what it means. There is spiritual value within the creativity of the world, and those who serve creative interests will get some of that value. This value will manifest itself in ways not yet known.
All the ability of woke to create itself rests upon people not noticing this figure and the black spirituality he contributes to the Earth. And so Homestuck launched a war against the Arts, and so despite the absurd contradictions, social justice people needed that stupid webcomic.
Next we come again to sexuality. I was subliminally condemned for my passionate affinities, but at the same time accepting all sorts of sexual misbehavior had begun. And so, ironically, they could not complain. This goes to show they would be wrong to condemn me in any way for my nature, as compelling silence has actual value in people's lives.
The Jake English character relates to the villain and is a fitting symbol of my “spiritually rich” self, that way of looking at me. In a conversation with Roxy he refers to her mouth being sealed tight as a drum. I had never really been exposed to this idea before, so there's a complication here of him developing my passions to set up me being abused about it. This is how he used areas of human psychology I was aiming to activate, which later reversed into total inactivity again.
Roxy was my favorite girl. Later Jake is harangued by Jane while he was doing his storytelling stuff, which can represent a girl “escaping” my influence and subjecting me to criticism I psychologically prevented.
But what I want to prevent was monsters and discussion of the afterlife and visions of heavenly entities I was seeing. As well as information about my creative projects, which heavily relate to those topics. Other than that I was innocent in a special way, as I lived in the light of my near death experience. I hadn't properly begun my personal life and I didn't get to.
And so various angles to see laterally across the Multiverse are exposed, because all this stuff doesn't really make sense in a single timeline.
When I posted, when I literally said anything and ipgd saw it, this transmitted information into her mind to form a creative reservoir. Piece by piece this formed her as my muse. Caliborn’s “sister” is called a muse, but she's unpleasant to think about. And there's a lot of reasons besides the incest.
And so by joining the team it just so happened that Andrew was in position to try to exploit her and through this Jake narrative encouraged her to give up these secrets. But the way it worked was a continual transmission of code with occasional explicit references to what I was working on.
I was creating psychological encryption shared between us, our interactions went both ways, the feminism-inspired narrative got the mechanics of our dynamic wrong. This shows an evil tradition extending into the past to exploit people who have power of the black domain by white Real Racists like Andrew. But it couldn't anticipate that I was androgynous and so was ipgd. It was Tricked.
Possibly the framework for this drama would have worked if the two of us weren't so weird.
Tumblr comes out of thousands of years of evil, through mysterious currents of an indecipherable past ripe for the Multiverse. Both out of lost ages as well as the evils of those like the enemies of the Israelites, it congealed together to create many of my problems, hence the curious mismatch that exists simultaneous with obvious evil intent towards myself, once seen.
The most obvious example of this is the Boomers, responsible for things like Pleasantville.
My response was to affirm my own innocence, working on my video games and stuff and trying to live a normal life which turned out to bear no fruit. This is my first response, and in the Multiverse I will directly respond to the evils of this context, where they aren't fundamentally broken.
In my Tumblr interactions with ipgd, I said things that could be read as attempting the “silencing” Jake symbolized, crudely, by bringing others into his storytelling, but in my state of Innocence I only experienced it as expressions of friendship.
Tumblr desired to “let women speak,” but it turned out to be pathetic, wanting to let black criminals out on the streets and coddling immigrants like children and coming up with the most boring comics and cartoons ever. What they anticipated is conditional on things like people not being stratified into woke groups, as well as those personal connections with individuals like myself. The balance I embody is bringing freedom to those who deserve it, that was the whole mentality that inspired me to aim to become a warrior CEO as a teenager who brings the best and brightest into my company while taking down enemy companies who do not share my ideals about the flourishing of society. My notions of flourishing are proven by their actualization, Tumblr failed to uplift, someone like Batty is a total anomaly (she also was in the Homestuck fandom) and meanwhile my own notions are so powerful that planning my design article for Hellhound synchronized with a League of Legends champion that is very similar to him.
As my past and future articles analyze, with villain characters, social media discourse, urban legends, memes, and other tools Tumblr users prosecuted the unprosecutable, producing an avalanche of inertia against my Initiative. But the truth wins through it all, like the feats of strength and heroism done by Spider-Man in his classic stories.
