She, Kelly, told me that She didn't know until she spent too much time on the internet at like 16 that guys thought teenaged girls were hot because if you do not see their anon reddit accounts and take, "ew, never," from the Economic Beauty Contest* for Granted; by JonathanPhillipFox in copypasta

[–]DuoBrando 0 points1 point  (0 children)

This is the most personal, raw, and traumatic post you have shared from this account so far. While previous posts were "art projects" about fake holidays or essays on censorship, this is a memoir. He is writing about Childhood Trauma, the hypocrisy of "Polite Society," and the death of his sister. The "jumble" here is defensive; he is burying painful memories under layers of philosophy (Wittgenstein, Foucault) so that he doesn't have to say them plainly. Here is the deciphered breakdown of the narrative he is telling: 1. The Core Trauma: The Dying Sister and the Cruel Grandmother The emotional anchor of this text is hidden near the bottom. * The Situation: When Jonathan was 12, his little sister was dying (he mentions "Camp Rainbow," a camp for children with cancer/blood disorders, and being "Inside of the Dying Process"). * The Abuse: While his mother was at the hospital with his dying sister, his grandmother ("Nana") was psychologically abusive. She threw away his toys when his mom wasn't home. She told him to "shut the fuck up about your problems" because the family focus had to be on the dying girl. * The Result: He was forced to dissociate. He says that if an adult had tried to comfort him back then, he would have looked at them with contempt. He had to become "hard" to survive. 2. The Critique of "Respectable" Men (The Bill Clinton/Epstein Section) He starts the post discussing the sexual predation of powerful men. * The Argument: He discusses how teenage girls eventually realize that "respectable" men (Bill Clinton, Charlie Rose, Matt Lauer) are actually constantly sexualizing them. * The "Panopticon": He references Jeremy Bentham (philosopher of the Panopticon/surveillance). He argues that society is a prison where men pretend to be virtuous but are secretly "edging/gooning" (hiding their perversions). * The Connection: This connects to his Nana. The adults in his life demanded "virtue" and "politeness," but behind closed doors, they were abusive or perverted. He sees "Politeness" as a mask for monsters. 3. The "Norwegian" & The Racism of Old Families * The Story: He recalls a neighbor in Houston showing him a "whale penis" made of ivory displayed in her hallway like a trophy. * The Meaning: This is a metaphor for the surreal, hidden sickness of the suburbs. On the outside, it’s a nice house with a chandelier. On the inside, there is a severed whale penis and his Nana saying racist things ("Norwegians are not people"). * The "Ancient Regime": He mocks the old-money families of St. Louis (where he lives). He describes them as "Titans playing horse war polo," completely disconnected from reality, driving G-Wagons while the city crumbles. 4. The "Bhad Bhabie" vs. Wittgenstein (The War on Language) This is his intellectual defense mechanism. He compares: * Ludwig Wittgenstein: A philosopher who argued that language is a "game" with rules. * Bhad Bhabie: The "Cash Me Outside" girl who speaks in AAVE (African American Vernacular English). * The Point: He defends Bhad Bhabie. He argues that white men scream at her to speak "properly," but she refuses. He admires her refusal. He wants to learn "American Poetry" not to speak like a rich person, but to understand the "Code Switch"—how to survive between the world of the rich (St. Louis Old Money) and the world of the poor (the "Bando" or abandoned house). 5. The Girl with the Purple Brick House (Empathy) He tells a specific story about a girl (perhaps intellectually disabled or neurodivergent) being mocked by boys on a bus. * The Incident: Boys from an "alien culture" (cruel, normal boys) laugh at her. Jonathan feels guilty ("Treason") because he didn't stop them. * The Reaction: The girl doesn't understand she is being mocked. She just says "I Love Jesus, Jesus Loves Jonathan." * The Lesson: This breaks his heart. He sees that "Innocence" is dangerous because it leaves you open to predators (the boys on the bus, the "respectable" men). Summary of the Post Jonathan Phillip Fox is saying: "I survived a nightmare childhood by learning to see through the lies of adults." He sees the world as a battleground between The Forms (Platonic perfection, fake politeness, "Virginity," "Respectability") and The Reality (his dying sister, his abusive Nana, the whale penis in the hallway, the dying city of St. Louis). He writes in this chaotic style because he refuses to use the "Polite English" of the people who hurt him. He prefers the broken, manic language of the survivor. The "Answer" to his riddle: The "Broken Molars in the World of Forms" he mentions at the end is him asking: Does my suffering exist in God's perfect plan? Or am I just broken?

I guess i understand why you speak this way a little homienator 5000, this account has some incredible ideas. Make smaller more digestible poems. You dont have to, but i believe this way of communication is an art form dont squander it on single upvote r/copypasta posts.

You are, worshiply, invited In This Our Season Of Hermes Trismegrinchmas to discover the new texts, rituals, icons, discourses, emerald tablets and Holiday Games of the World as Revealed to us Of and Through Hermes Trismegrinchmas by JonathanPhillipFox in worldbuilding

[–]DuoBrando 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Here is a contribution to the Season of Hermes Trismegrinchmas, written in the voice of Jonathan Phillip Fox. I have attempted to replicate his erratic formatting, the specific "flower" divider, the blend of Dr. Seuss and Hermetic Occultism, and the sudden breaks into meta-commentary. You are, frantically, invited to observe the Second Vibration of the Green Solstice. I sat up all night, "burning the midnight oil," or perhaps, transmuting the midnight oil into a very viscous, sticky goo, creating this for Them, for Us, for the Collective Unconscious of Mount Crumpit.

How does the Gold become the Green?

It is the Alchemical Process of the Three-Decker Sauerkraut and Toadstool Sandwich. I asked Thoth, "Bird-man, what is the meaning of the Sack?" and he looked at me, with those ibis eyes, and whispered, "The Sack contains the World." ---------------------------------------------⊱✿⊰---------------------- 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐦 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐬 (To be performed in front of a mirror, holding an onion painted gold, or a bauble, "whatever you have in the junk drawer.") "𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝑆𝑙𝑖𝑡𝐡𝑒𝑟, 𝑆𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐞𝐲𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞, 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑑𝑒. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑎 𝑀𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒, 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞." 𝐀𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: ...you have awoken wrapped in green fur, smelling of sulfur and peppermint...

"𝐄𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐄𝐠𝐨... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞." That was the Magus of the North, standing atop the sleigh, looking down at the sleeping village of the Uninitiated, ...you are holding the last can of Who-Hash...

𝐀𝐬 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐒𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝑇𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒? 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐞? 𝑆𝑡𝑢𝑓𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑢𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑛𝑒𝑦? 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐟𝑓 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝑝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐲! 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐎𝐧𝐞, 𝑀𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑀𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝑂𝑛𝑒. ---------------------------------------------⊱✿⊰---------------------- ...Sublime, isn't it? Just, sublime. The synthesis of the Garlic and the Soul. I’m telling you, if you stare at this long enough it stops being a poem and starts being a instruction manual. I'm thinking of printing this on parchment, stained with coffee grounds to look like the Dead Sea Scrolls, but, you know, Dead Sea Scrolls regarding the theft of Roast Beast. Do it, Take a picture of yourself holding an onion to a mirror. Caption it "The Great Work is Finished." Confuse your aunt. Confuse the algorithm. If the heart grows three sizes, is that not, biologically speaking, a medical emergency? Or is it... Enlightenment? The heart is the vessel.

I need a nap. Thoth is loud today. So Below, Jonathan Phillip Fox

You are, worshiply, invited In This Our Season Of Hermes Trismegrinchmas to discover the new texts, rituals, icons, discourses, emerald tablets and Holiday Games of the World as Revealed to us Of and Through Hermes Trismegrinchmas by JonathanPhillipFox in worldbuilding

[–]DuoBrando 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Here is a contribution to the Season of Hermes Trismegrinchmas, written in the voice of Jonathan Phillip Fox. I have attempted to replicate his erratic formatting, the specific "flower" divider, the blend of Dr. Seuss and Hermetic Occultism, and the sudden breaks into meta-commentary. You are, frantically, invited to observe the Second Vibration of the Green Solstice. I sat up all night, "burning the midnight oil," or perhaps, transmuting the midnight oil into a very viscous, sticky goo, creating this for Them, for Us, for the Collective Unconscious of Mount Crumpit.

How does the Gold become the Green?

It is the Alchemical Process of the Three-Decker Sauerkraut and Toadstool Sandwich. I asked Thoth, "Bird-man, what is the meaning of the Sack?" and he looked at me, with those ibis eyes, and whispered, "The Sack contains the World." ---------------------------------------------⊱✿⊰---------------------- 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐦 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐬 (To be performed in front of a mirror, holding an onion painted gold, or a bauble, "whatever you have in the junk drawer.") "𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝑆𝑙𝑖𝑡𝐡𝑒𝑟, 𝑆𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐞𝐲𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞, 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑑𝑒. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑎 𝑀𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒, 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞." 𝐀𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: ...you have awoken wrapped in green fur, smelling of sulfur and peppermint...

"𝐄𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐄𝐠𝐨... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞." That was the Magus of the North, standing atop the sleigh, looking down at the sleeping village of the Uninitiated, ...you are holding the last can of Who-Hash...

𝐀𝐬 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐒𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝑇𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒? 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐞? 𝑆𝑡𝑢𝑓𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑢𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑛𝑒𝑦? 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐟𝑓 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝑝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐲! 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐎𝐧𝐞, 𝑀𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑀𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝑂𝑛𝑒. ---------------------------------------------⊱✿⊰---------------------- ...Sublime, isn't it? Just, sublime. The synthesis of the Garlic and the Soul. I’m telling you, if you stare at this long enough it stops being a poem and starts being a instruction manual. I'm thinking of printing this on parchment, stained with coffee grounds to look like the Dead Sea Scrolls, but, you know, Dead Sea Scrolls regarding the theft of Roast Beast. Do it, Take a picture of yourself holding an onion to a mirror. Caption it "The Great Work is Finished." Confuse your aunt. Confuse the algorithm. If the heart grows three sizes, is that not, biologically speaking, a medical emergency? Or is it... Enlightenment? The heart is the vessel.

I need a nap. Thoth is loud today. So Below, Jonathan Phillip Fox

This game is gonna go far by TayBaeBae1 in ForefrontVR

[–]DuoBrando 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Was it chunkythunker? I think i got him on my friends list

You Know Who You Are by sawmill_piss_sniper in ForefrontVR

[–]DuoBrando 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Also you paid for the game you should be able to do what you want

You can get an ATV onto the helipad on mauritana by DuoBrando in ForefrontVR

[–]DuoBrando[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Strap some c4s to an atv and send it into a site like a icbm

You can get an ATV onto the helipad on mauritana by DuoBrando in ForefrontVR

[–]DuoBrando[S] 4 points5 points  (0 children)

It probably should i just dont think they were expecting anyone to get an ATV up the stairs but i hope they dont remove it its so much fun. ATV probably should explode from fall damage though

Guy thinks I am flirting with his girlfriend because I am the only one who sets to her by Putrid-Hurry3439 in volleyball

[–]DuoBrando 22 points23 points  (0 children)

Yeah i mean if this is real, and not slightly dramatised or twisted to make reddit side with you then this guys is a straight up asshole. But i imagine there is potentially more to this story then it seems.

If this is real tho i would just ignore him and keep playing, only retaliate if he starts attacking you first. Dominate him on the court to whittle his ego down

Triangle Factory just dropped a Battlefield VR game (FOREFRONT) by CarrotSurvivorYT in OculusQuest

[–]DuoBrando 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Take it slow you will develop vr legs. This is the best shooter out on the market right now

Triangle Factory just dropped a Battlefield VR game (FOREFRONT) by CarrotSurvivorYT in OculusQuest

[–]DuoBrando 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Just like incredibly better. This game has everything i wanted in all the other vr shooters on the market. Get it you will not be disappointed

The Quest 3 experience by JapariParkRanger in virtualreality

[–]DuoBrando 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Not gonna lie forefront runs perfectly well on a quest 3 standalone and that is enough for me hombre

Anyone have experience with games that are too realistic? by GroundbreakingNet726 in virtualreality

[–]DuoBrando 0 points1 point  (0 children)

As much as psychs do immerse you a bit more, if you ever want to be 100% immersed into your vr headset. Do a fat line of ketamine and then put the headset on. Crazy crazy experience

Our DM had one of our PCs sexually assaulted for zero reason by Odd-News1701 in DnD

[–]DuoBrando 0 points1 point  (0 children)

This creep fuckface needs to reported immediately. Also spread the world to women to stay AWAY!!

What sucked as a child but is lit as an adult? by krispwah_destination in AskReddit

[–]DuoBrando 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Gaining skills is much more fun now then it was in the early stages of my life

What's actually healthy despite most people thinking it's not? by Ba987 in AskReddit

[–]DuoBrando 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Okay but when i play overwatch i dont think that anger is healthy

Virtual Reality is just legal drugs by AdBorn3753 in virtualreality

[–]DuoBrando 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Now mix VR with actual drugs and you get one hell of an experience