When he was a boy, he did many miraculous things, and as he grew up, he grew into his shell. He did not know what the cost of playing those games would do. The cost of using Twitter. The cost of playing the Kongergate game Cosmos Quest, Minecraft, Bloons Monkey Tower defense, etc.; for to him: they were all just computer games—but little did he know, little did he forget, even people in invisibility cloaks were watching him.
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Lying on his back, in bed, filling out something for his dentist, he thinks, he is last back and about ready for bed. He stays up a little and hears them; they know he hears them. They ask if he has schizophrenia, and say, "If you can hear us, see us, etc.... chances are you have schizophrenia." They don't tell him any rules, and move into his closet, where they literally play Super Smash Brothers.
Some days later, they start flirting with him, spoofing porno he read when he was in high school, etc. One stood on his front porch and showed him her bare-naked ass, saying, "Come on, put it in, please don't make me hurry." And so on.
Sometimes they sent him quests to do, which he would sometimes do... sometimes not. One night he was standing in a shower, and he heard in his right ear, "Look, so you didn't read much Lovecraft, so I had little to use to speak with you, but look, these things were made before seed crystals, where inspired before what inspired seed crystals, so what are they?"
Suddenly, standing naked in his grandfather's shower, he thinks to himself, "They're not seed crystals." A not thing. And then he spontaneously sees the naked blue women standing before him with the most fiery red hair that he'd ever seen. She was almost translucent. The type of thing seen in Sodom the days leading up to it being smitten by God. She felt like she was looking at out-of-time Edgar Poe, and felt bliss; he felt like Edgar Allan Poe, and hugged her, saying, "I'm (not) hugging you." Only he didn't say not in parentheses.
Later on, he starts having visions of he and the [ghost] making meth together (instead he would make homafe eggnog out of supplies that he bought off of Amazon and supplies that his grandfather had gotten,) the two of them more than necked on his bed in his trailer, the two of them took nature hikes together, the two of them went to the local bar and grill once in a while, and &c.
The other [ghosts] would talk to him about him being [federaly] this character and [federaly] that character; an iron golem, Super Monkey, Ben 10,000, the main character to one of his own stories who went mad from an elephant, Ice Mario, Grumpy Bear from the CareBears, Broly from Dragon Ball Z (the list goes on;) about how he has a secret twin brother named [Johnathan] etc.
Jack & Johnathan were meant to balance one another out; where Jack was Siegfried, Johnathan was Nightmare; Jack is gold, where Johnathan is shadow—both princes of Bethlehem. And for Jack to use his Bethlehemic powers, he would have to do something that many men frown at... For Bethlehem's powers to be allowed, Jack (I mean Jonathan does it) would have to give women Conglingus. (So Jack walked into a neighbor's house on a morning unannounced, at 4:00 am, crawled into her bed that was in the living room, which was quite visible from the clear front door from the wooden porch, and he got cuddly, crawled down, and started licking while she was asleep. Oh boy, she moaned. She being [federaly] Molly from author, a woman with a golden pussy). Jack's love of fucking would take him around the world, having sex with golden women.
While he was getting it on with Earth's Bethlehem golden women, one of which being Unikitty, who possesses a golden ass hole, he joined the KKK, and the [federal] powers of Grumpy Bear started kicking in; and the anger of a bear kicked in, and always in a grumpy attitude, somewhat creepy this time around. Something you wouldn't expect from a golden prince.
He had an orgee with the [federal] CareBears, one of which was Joe Biden, who was Federally Sunshine Bear; he started his quest completing white with even runic Kabbalah. The powers of Ice Mario have begun activating, and when they did, he ice-skated on water, in just normal shoes. He stated his transformation of a character of his own, Brenard, a man who lived at a bar, ate mixed nuts, talked of Star Trek and philosophy, and hyper fixated on all things green:—be it Lugi, Link, the second edition of The Day of the Dog, etc.; if it were green, he studied it—and Brenard is no dumby just obsessed with the color green... he stayed up to date on all things green, even the dolor, to keep his metaphysics up to date. His metaphysical ideas weren't even rooted in all things green, but to use his metaphysics, because of what it was, one needs to be up to date on all things green, be it the every detail on the dollar bill, or the most random video game character in whatever fighting game you found made on the Mugen engine.
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It's Sunday afternoon, the third Sunday of August, and he hears a knock on the door. "Boyfriend, I'm your nurse. You wanna come out? We are going to Antarctica because one of us will need quite the therapy once the Bethlehemic powers of the Arch Wizard kick in, I mean... Can you think of a better way than to cool off while beneath me in the middle of the Antarctic? I'm even one of the Witnesses, you know, and witnesses stick together. I mean it's not like we're witches, but Catholisism just doesn't believe that it was seeing Super Buu that gave us our powers, you know; and I have quite the prize for you, and if you listened to the song we all made for you, The Prince of Israel, The Arch State, Nichole, Casper, and Queen Elizabeth Osteen, and even me, Emily. So how about you get your sorry ass out here and give me a kiss‽ Do you remember who *I* [Federaly] am?"
Jack goes to his door and asks, " Madad, you look like one of the women I've seen in invisibility cloaks... Also: what is with your giant not cone on your head?" Emily was about 5' 4", the body of a slender, tall & lanky frog, but not fat and part of her red hair, no freckles, bob hair, green eyes; altogether: Emily was a buet of Nature. The not details of her made her look like a cross between Kermit the Frog, Pikachu, and Felicity, from Fantastic Mr. Fox. And for some strange reason, she had a not cone on her head the size of a skyscraper. And Jack recognized the cone on her head alright. He had invented the concept. Based on John Don's and Barney the Dinosaur... It lets you channel the universe into your spine; it also detects energy, etc. It is a real bona fide Dons cap, but now it has a function. "And your Cheeks, they have red translucent circles hovering over them. Let's see, you're not a woman of gold... You wrote a song for me?"
Emily is flabbergasted, "But I have been dating you since you saw me dress up as not Buuhan. I didn't have a giant penis on the on the back of my head, remember? You called me Supet Buu. It was at Alco; remember? It was in that year that never happened. You, huh; you must not have recovered your memories. You cast them onto DougWalker that night with your genie... That does mean that you have been making wishes without knowing it... Uhm." By "not penis" she didn't mean anything Gnostic at all, but Dada Dizenshue. You see, Super Buu has a head tentacle... When he absorbs people, it grows... It is not a penis. However, when Dada artists made the not a pipe painting... they planted a seed. One day a girl who fell in love with Dada also fell in love with the Dizenshue... And bam: Dada Dizenshue was born. For her seventeenth Halloween, she dressed up as Dada Dizenshue Buuhan, or as Jack called it when he was no more than four, super Buu. That same night, he used his genie who grants his every wish, to cause Doug Walker, who was also shopping at the same Alco that night, along with Brad Jones... Link from Mythical was also there, and Doctor Justin Sledge from the Esoterica Foundation. The night was Halloween, some year in the 2,000's—the year that never happened. 9/11 hung in the air, emos were at peace with the punks... etc. man. It was like you walked around in the Backrooms that year; everything seemed liminal. - all music from this year is illegal to play and the only country that ignores this year's non-existence is North Korea.
So Emily showed him the song, and all Jack took from it was that it had something to do with the queen being roast beef, not a chicken sandwich. And someone called The Arch State had a foreboding verse.
"So, Antarctica?" Jack asked. "Why on earth would I want to go to Antarctica with some froggy redhead whom I don't even know who's 20 years older than me JUST TO HAVE MY DICK RODE‽"
Emily: "Okay Papa Bear, but I do your paperwork and can make your breath taste like toilet water with just a will. So if you go or don't go, You'll still be my Diagomi. Who do you think made you Ben10,000?—Bethlehem‽ Pfft. I want you to have my babies, so I made you Fantastic Mr. Fox, Ben10,000, and Papa Bear Via your dead Amino account, G.O.A.T. And that way you called out Hellbent for being a pedophile who was hurting kids went over everybody's head. We had no idea why you posted Goatse.cx to his Discord server, but back in the day he was the goat, and you posted goatse see, and monkey see what monkey do..." She went on for about four minutes thirty seven seconds, "and that all makes you the goat, recursively, and since you won the Smartedt man of all time award on Twitter that makes you also Complete the G.O.A.T. You better not pervert the angle Chicken when he starts talking to you, otherwise I will have to electrocute him away from you. Now get to packing, Grumpy Bear. I made myself Mama Bear, and this new season of Barienstian Bears is going to take place in a tundra. So kick the Zack Hadle influence and come with me to Antarctica so when the grand leader of the KKK becomes you, I have a penis to ride, yours. I'm not just your Girlfriend... I have an Xvids contract so that we don't have to use those nasty Pornhub definitions of Step mom, Step Father, etc. Now get to packing."
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Author:
never be (
Online) - Published: August 3rd, 2026 20:17
- Comment from author about the poem: This has been fun. I think you will agree that I am writing outside my comfort zone. I still need to finish this draft, and since I felt a mood change when writing, I figured to make what I have now will be part one, and what I will write to be at least part 2. I do not know how many pars this story will have. I was wanting to write a story where he fails at becoming The Arch Wizard, but I am writing a story where he succeeds at becoming the arch wizard, as I was incureged to do.
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