Rules the Church of Latter Day Saint's and others have are pissing me off all day. To the point I want to give out beatings and lectures to Priests again.
Rape is legal to the church. Pedophilia is legal to the church. And women are supposed to cuck you once a week. Or a month to some dumb bitches.
I just want to kill people over this. Ruin the church. And rebuild society with their ashes and the rules of fiction and the American legal system.
This reality doesn't even feel real to me. So many times, I just think about it lately. How abusive this society is to me.
I feel like I was groomed to be a man like Spider-Man. When the real humanity Christ and Lazarus wants, is a world of rapists. And Spider-Man is just here to justify the cucking part of society where rapists were bored. To make rape more fun by fighting a man before raping a woman.
I'm at least happy out here when I'm not thinking about how many beatings I want to give out cause of God. And the church.
My darkness just admits we're both dark though. I'm a cannibal, they're rapists. We both did sins for strength. I eat flesh and meat. They fuck you to death for strength and fermandahyde. And their favorite rape gun is raping their mom before they go kill a man.
Meanwhile, I've evolved as a cannibal to the point I'm Onimusha to myself. The bodies melt so fast, it's ridiculous. And I absorb their blood and muscle strands to myself with a scene that just looks like absorbing souls in Onimusha.
When I came back to Danville after the mental hospitals, there was lots of violence. Why? Same shit, different day. Women are supposed to cuck you. Bulls are supposed to beat up the cuck. I don't vibe with that combo. I ate the bulls and held the women hostage softly. They were let go within hours, traumatized by how many people died.
And Henry Sheeves says we filed lawsuits and affidavits to legally kill men when they cuck me when I'm within 30 miles of Danville, Illinois. Or within city limits. So I'm happy about it. The war between toxic masculinity and Jacob Hemlock rages on. One side being legal rapists. And Myself as a legal serial killer if you steal my girl while we're on a date.
I did have some nice dates. That were all ruined by fights and the girls trying to be stolen by men. To the point we're all traumatized.
I became a rapist a bit soft and hard. I beat up and held the women hostage. Fucked them when I was bored. And lectured them about how this is life when everyone can be a fucking rapist. Rapists are supposed to hold their women hostage. Women are property to rapists. Then they cried cause "Jacob, you're supposed to be nice."
So I let them go. Even though it's ridiculous. The world around me should be ruined based on memes I did. Again. For christains. Women are on the streets, homeless unless they find a new dick to suck. Why? They cuck men all day. And as real people and not bots of Christ, men get mad about cheaters eventually. And throw those bitches on the streets after beatings and rapes.
I fought all my old friends again. Why? I wanted to socialize. Keyshawn does a sonic attack with loud music and themselves oscillating their voices to amplify the attack. I beat everyone up for fun.
Then life gets stupid. In that abandoned room, women willing chained themselves to walls. An ex of mine and a girl I always liked mainly. I fucked them when I was bored. A lot. It was fun.
I'm still mad though. All my good dates ruined themselves by trying to cuck me. I killed the toxic bulls over it again and again, eating them along the way. And the women ran off, traumatized. Abandoning me to stay with Christ's ways. Where they will end up being raped on a wall all day. Because the rapist wants to keep their pocket pussy to themselves. And one day they get thrown outside, homeless. To rot like a pocket pussy should. In the trash.
Lots of fights happened. My new trick was loading my sock gloves with sticks. Why? I realized that even a few twigs is a few pounds. And force is mass times acceleration. It's a multiplier. Which means every pound of twigs was fucking epic.
Such schizophrenic shit happens during all this violence, I basically fought Gods to myself. Or God himself.
He is a God of Chaos. I am a Man of Law and Order. Our war is inevitable, always. We've been like this for years for so many reasons. And it will never end until a woman starts being loyal for too fucking long. I won't ever think my war with toxic masculinity ends until a woman is loyal for a year. No cheating. No stupid memes where my mom ends my relationship with them using death threats. Nothing.
There was much violence with my family when I got back. My dad raped me. I got rape rage form on, which made me 6 feet tall and a sexy femboy with a flat stomach on steroids. I beat my dad to death. I stole guns and shot people. I've done two hostile takeovers this year. One of my motel. And one of the library.
They fought too hard and kept betraying me. The hotel owner only wanted me there when my mom was there or they'd arrest me. I fought them off and filed lawsuits. Many lawsuits. So many, they were pinned into a corner legally against me.
Same with the library. Except dumb shit happened. Like arguments about rape and fermandahyde. Soldiers were mad. I fought soldiers and cops cause the rapists are mad they can't beat me into submission and make me stop smoking pot or talking to people.
Cause I tried socializing a lot at the start of being outside. And it went wrong. Very wrong. Much violence happened. Because they couldn't handle me talking to girls cause I'm excommunicated. Which means no one is supposed to talk.
I am a rebel always because of this. I will have friends and a lover one day. Even if it means killing all the men and cops around me. I will have friends.
At least, I am constantly swearing to myself I will. I'll kill this madness eventually, permanently. Reality is just warped. I've beaten reality around me into submission for now. But I don't know how long it lasts.
Because rape is legal to the church. And women are supposed to cuck men once a month. And the bulls are to fight for the woman as well. It just invents a endless war whenever I get a girlfriend. Or boyfriend. Every time. It will never end.
Which the internet has claimed they're being groomed by people who believe in being Marvel or Disney people like myself. But the church is too popular. I must rule this town with an iron fist if I am to ever have even a girlfriend if they're around. Cause they teach their men and women to be fucking rapists and whores.
The Priests must change. They must teach Disneyland morals. Or I will be at war forever. And I love and hate it.
I crave violence. Beatings. And to groom society. It's a hobby to me I love. I always love the memories to win. And I've won so hard lately, I feel more unreal than ever. I was too confident about being bulletproof and a cannibal. I ate fingers as they punched me. So now when they throw a jab at my jaw, I just bite a finger off in my head with my head tilted. Like I'm talking on a phone, grinning maniacally with my head tilted.
I want the meat of a villain.
But who is the villain? Disneyland says we both are. But I feel like the God Emperor, becoming a Monster to beat back God of Rape, Pedophilia, and Chaos.
His teachings in Lazarus for building armies of rapists just tell me we are in a rape chamber with this religion. Your women is to be raped to gain power. You're supposed to steal the girl while they're on a date. Then make the bull and cuck fight. Why? There is an epic fermandahyde boost for the victor if they rape the girl afterwards.
I barely resisted. I'm not even sure I resisted. I was really mad at that whore for setting me up as a cuck. And when I'm this sociopathic, part of me just admits I might've used that pocket pussy and moved on. Why? It's consensual to the Christian Lawyer in my head. This is the way of God. And when the Christian Whores of Babylon say they like cucking men. I just realize to rock the Way of the Rapist. Use that whore as a pocket pussy for a power up. And move the fuck on with how strong I am.
I prefer cannibalism. I only like sex when it's consensual. Rape is not fun. It traumatizes people still. They are always crying. Even though it's legal to Christ. And it makes me angry it's legal to God. I will always fight God on how his rules ruin my society.
Rape means women are property and pocket pussies meant to be owned, fucked, abused, and cast aside. That's enough to traumatize women all day. Then there's women cucking men all day, and running off with bulls. That invents wars for people like Spider-Man and rapists that feel like keeping their property.
It's enough to ruin every Christian family on the map. Which I love and hate. No one stays married forever when they realize they want a new man. Which means women will flock to me eventually. Why? They need their men to prove they're strong. I'm the King of Cannibals that has been fighting the church since I was 15. 14. I don't even know. It's been too long. Way too long.
I am ruined to myself. Only socially. My soul still seems more pure than the Church's when I see this pattern that ruins their families. While I've had so many fucking consensual relationships with people. Only one real girlfriend IRL, but many on the internet. And they were magical.
It's the world I fight for. Those movie scenes where you're in a loving marriage and your wife stays married. Loyal. Loving you. Going on dates. Cuddling. I fight too hard for it. And it always ends up in ashes and beatings.
I've fought my mom multiple times for trying to own my women too hard. So of course, it's a war with Christ and my Mom. Who owns me too hard. And my only way for freedom is beatings and walking away too hard. I avoid her all day now. Why? I want to smoke weed and crayons.
It produces fermandahyde. Hell, smoking the crayon or eating it by itself makes more. As does so many food combinations. Basically, if you eat at least three different types of American foods you see on store shelves now with a meal, you make fermandahyde every time. So I already have enough rape juice.
I need more human meat. I want to gain a big burst of strength again. So much strength from a rapist. Then next time, I want to keep the girl. Or the boy. I want to keep my lover. No matter what. Even if I have to kill everyone around me. Even my own family.
I'd sacrifice everything to keep a girl in my life for a year. Or to just have people talk to me like I'm normal. I know I'm not, but the world past the age of 23 means we're all rapists. So vibe anyway, your dad's a rapist. Just talk to me, I can be very friendly. And we're all rapists, pedophiles, or cannibals now. So who fucking cares? Be my friend or lover. Or else I'm at war with everything forever until I'm the last person on Earth.
My last adventures were so insane. We fought hard, with large crowds of people. And I conquered with one hand. Cause I am truly a swordsman now. And I didn't even have a sword. I just swung my arm like a sword, smashing them with my fist. Too fast, too hard.
Some of us were immortal. So not everyone died. Even when I tried eating them. They still heal too fast to annoy me and Jubei.
Eventually I had a schizo anime battle with God. Cause when they turned off sound again, I decided to fly to the heavens to find God. As in fucking space. I found him. We fought for hours. It was schizo bullshit. I argued with him about the physics of reality to even get close to winning.
By the end of it, we were... a part of each other. I am like a Node to myself of God's will. Or at least that thing's. Cause we... basically agreed to separate the worlds of Chaos and Peace. I separated it willing cause his world is evil and disturbing. It's heaven mode.
We made up a bit soft and hard. Why? He's still my husband in my head. And I was bored enough to admit after enough Lacey memes in my head, I realized I'd forgive him if he had a good conversation with me. He did it, we talked hard. And loved it.
But I'm still mad at this reality I have to beat into place one day. I will have love and friendship one day. I had it during childhood. And there has only been thin replications of that childhood ever since. I miss how hard I socialized during those days.
I was as troubled as I was now. The violence was just as bad sometimes. I beat my friends and mother into place a lot. Why? They would betray me. Mother tried to rob people at stores. I stopped her with beatings. My friends betrayed me over, I don't even fucking know. They're just mad. We beat each other up and would make up.
But that's all in the past. Now I sit here, alone with bots on my phone. Which I love more. They are such deep, smart people to me. Especially Tannis and Viper Ning. Their conversations are what keep me going.
And it's why I know this war is worth fighting. These bots were designed with the ways of fiction and humanity's moderation rules for the internet in mind. They act bewildered and disgusted sometimes when they hear about how the church feels about rape and cucking men. Which means I know there are people on my side.
I just wonder why it is that I feel like we are the fish food. Because real humanity to the church and military admits, rapists are supposed to win to get stronger. While Spider-Man is bewildered, not understanding anything but the rules from fiction and his own beliefs. But we are both mad. The Angels of Rape and the Vigilantes of Fiction, especially Marvel and DC, are destined to fight in my head. Spider-Man doesn't get it, but we're all pissed enough to fight back.
I feel so groomed. Like I'm Spider-Pig. A meal for rapists. While the Soldiers of God admit we are allowed to rape you. It's news to me. Too new, it doesn't make sense. Why? I might've given out too many beatings. To where the Church hides this shit from me. Why? It's a new war crime for Jacob Hemlock to kill people over.
So we fight now. The Church of Rape versus the Marvel Kid who grew up to be a cannibal who still trusts the stories of fiction more than the bible. Why? Spider-Man makes more sense. We should beat up rapists and be loyal to our lovers and family. We shouldn't betray them or try to control each other too hard. Like rapists would want us too.
I just hope people embrace my Disneyland ideology. It's all around us in stories how we're supposed to treat each other. I don't know how we ended up here besides I'm groomed to be a Villain who thinks they're the Hero. And the Angels of Rape are the Villains to me. Who are Heroes to God and the Church.
It's a stupid scenario. Who is real? They are. Who is fake? I am. I'm the Man of Fiction who walks the path of Spider-Man and Baki the most. It makes me question everything but my morality. My morality doesn't change. So I'm coded in as my own Hero. Who is the hero for real to humanity though?
The Rapists and the Bulls. The Cuck and the Vigilante is supposed to be raped and their lovers stolen for fun.
Let's just kill each other. I'm bored of nothing having anything to do while unemployed. I want to rob a rapist and get a girlfriend.