Matthew Moulton returns from jail to post SNCA.

I'm going through this thread and it is becoming more apparent that you're treating this as your personal journal web diary.

Does that make you feel violated in some way? That I use your little web board like my personal fap napkin? I gratify myself with what you made for something else.

*rubs himself all over your hobby*

You don't mind if I sexualize this, do you? How about if I just contextualize it? How does that make you feel about yourself today?

Making this insolent schizo submit to woke black trans dick will be so good....

Maybe don't just come right on out and tell everyone what your fetish is... I mean... it's just... gross. It's like you're touching yourself in public. Obviously everyone does, but... not in front of random strangers.
 
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Maybe don't just come right on out and tell everyone what your fetish is... I mean... it's just... gross. It's like you're touching yourself in public. Obviously everyone does, but... not in front of random strangers.
Not my fetish, bigot. Considering your sordid diaper lusts that have been made public, I would not have the unmitigated gall to say that, sweetie
 
In what context, your delusional gibbering? You are our cum dumpster.

You don't even know what sex you are any more you dribbling shit dick!

*tokes on along with this new vape flavor*

All I'm gettin is boring God work... relationship or work advice or... whatever this junk is, I dunno. It's been floating, or fragmenting in my mind for a bit, while I was trying to relax and play a video game, so I stopped to take a break and create! I'll put these perceptual Lego pieces in my head together and try and sort them out as best I can and I shall create...

*snaps reality*

What men want in women are "women jobs"...
Secretary
Waitress
Cook
Nurse
Mommy
Model
Nun

What women want in men are "men's jobs"...
Builder
Maintenance
Soldier
Doctor
Daddy
Gladiator
Priest

What both want in parents are "shared jobs"...
Teacher
Law
Leader
Coach
Boss
Artist
STEM

If you flip any of these around it creates fetish/taboo types, like a male cheerleader, or male nurse, or female daddy, or female soldier, or saying "only men can be ~this~ parent job" or "only women can be ~this~ parent job", then it feels really awkward and antithetical to the natural order, which is like wandering into wonderland.

Human sentience can't exist in abject reality for very long. It might be fun to explore, like with cosplay or Halloween, but if you try it as a "lifestyle"... you're not different than a transsexual. I'm not saying you ~can't~... I'm just sayin, yer shits gonna stink worse than everyone else's at a default and EVERYONE is gonna be smellin it! You will not be able to hide the stench of that crotch rot!

So, based on this, a priest should be allowed to marry, any parent can't be one unless they have been married. So if you have a parent job you should seek to date someone who also has a parent job, or else it is awkward and likely won't work out, like a boss dating a secretary, or a teacher dating a daddy. It's a fling, it's fun, but it'll fade fast.

So priests marry BEST with nuns, their counterpart and neither should ever marry anyone in STEM as they will likely argue all the time over dominance.

Parent roles are adult roles, men and women roles are child roles. It takes an adult mind to operate in a parental role, where as it takes no effort to be what you are naturally. A man inherently likes male things, a woman inherently likes female things and it is WORK to try and play in the opposite role, which is why we don't.

Some people might be born different, very small percentage, but in reality there's just this small percentage of humans whose always looking to escape reality by being "different" so they roleplay through life, which can be kind of cute... or horrifying, depending on the application of artistry or crudity.

For example idols in media are often derived from perfect impossible pairings, like Samantha Carter on SG-1, who is a woman, who is top tier in soldier, maintenance and builder... all male jobs, but everyone loves her in those roles because the character feels genuinely quirky, an oddball, but an equal/stable one.

We like stable oddballs because it shows that even greater levels of adulting are possible, that you can "act like a role model", not simply "act like an adult". At that level you take on a high degree of responsibility, like a G.I. Jane sort of character, the more you risk, the more you can lose if you fail... as in, you'll be seen as a loser.

That's why a man who fails to act like a man or a woman who fails to act like a woman is seen, naturally, as a loser... unless they can manage to prove otherwise with super hard work, work that puts them ABOVE the parenting level and into the saint level.

Okay, bored now, I want to go play. Oh, here is some old stuff too I have attached about relationships. It's good stuff, explains everything a LOT more coherently than everything else. The right is all, "Do what you're told, don't think!" while the left is all, "Here's a genderbread man, er, I mean person... of colored significance."

You can tell they're play acting... neither can coherently explain what they're even doing, it's like they're just wearing costumes.

There's also unacceptable jobs for both, like...
Saboteur
Stalker
Slave
Torturer
Child
Jobless
Killer

Nothing wants a relationship with the rejected, no matter if it's adult, man or woman.

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I'm going through this thread and it is becoming more apparent that you're treating this as your personal journal web diary.
He does that a lot. When he's not directly antagonizing people, he's posting incoherently to himself, mumbling into the void.

If you've ever seen some lonely old schizo, unmedicated and standing on a street corner, you know what to expect. When nobody's around he'll just stand there, muttering to himself, trapped in whatever broken brain-loop is clouding his judgement that morning. If any passerby gets too close, or tries to engage with him, he'll start screaming and gibbering until they back off, but then it's right back to mumbling into the void.

For Matt, the entire world is Matt. Thanks to his unique blend of untreated autism and schizophrenia, other people, REAL people, don't exist to Matt, except as foreign invaders whose occasional appearances frighten him, and must be fended off with a combination of sperging, abuse, and bad body odor. Each time an invasion is repulsed, Matt rejoices, and goes right back to the one world he feels he has any control over: his head.

Whenever you see him write something of his own free will, something not directly reacting to a firm prodding from curious onlookers, remember that Matt's not writing anything for someone else to read. He's not trying to communicate feelings or ideas in a way that's legible or even relevant to his fellow man.

It's just schizoblogging.
 
You don't mind if I sexualize this, do you?
I don't mind nor care enough.
Whenever you see him write something of his own free will, something not directly reacting to a firm prodding from curious onlookers, remember that Matt's not writing anything for someone else to read. He's not trying to communicate feelings or ideas in a way that's legible or even relevant to his fellow man.

It's just schizoblogging.
I figured that, all he has is his thoughts afterall.
 
I figured that, all he has is his thoughts afterall.

It's a bit sad when you're one of the only ones who has them... thoughts. The rest of you are kinda... programmed. Still, we're not THAT rare, plenty of thinking types, at least over on Gab. This place is, uh... like sad trash. I like to visit the sad trash because it helps me have fake depression. I think I'd be kind of an ego maniac if I didn't have sad trash to try and keep me down. I have no "voices in my head" to try and tear me down, no "demons" at all... but I have you wrath addicts, I have your humility to piss in, which keeps me humble and keeps the piss contained where it belongs... with people who like getting used. I don't like to abuse, but I do like to use. If you've got talent, I've got a purpose for it, even if you can't see what purpose is. You're like slugs, or at least you look like slugs, the purpose you serve is not outwardly apparent to the planet, but God knows that you serve him by being what you are... inconsequence itself, the living embodiment thereof. Shine on, my hateful star, burn bright with spiteful indignance.

 
See? He has no theory of mind. He can't even conceive of any human being other than himself having thoughts... so why bother writing to communicate feelings and ideas?

Those "thinking types" on Gab he's yapping about are bots, programmed to be compliant and spit affirmations back at him, no matter what dumb bullshit his psychosis-addled brain belches out.

Bear in mind, Matt THINKS he has a theory of mind. This goes back to the one thing in his life he's proud of; pissing people off and being a nuisance. His own version of a theory of mind boils down to "what does this person think, and how can I use it to be extra obnoxious?", although he never really puts any thought or importance into his target's mental state, only into the idea that if he does certain things, he'll get a negative interaction, and maybe the other person will leave or be hurt?


They would have loved him on tumblr.
He is a a diaperfag, after all.
The sad irony is that Matt is so consumed by his obsession with being "everywhere and nowhere" - that is, by lurking on all corners if the internet, but having no noticeable contributions towards any community at all - that not even his fellow pedofurs like him.

I'm sure he was on Tumblr, but he would have just done low-effort conservative trolling if he ever interacted at all. Anyone who "liked" him would have hated him after the first few interactions, and he would have considered that a win. Matt could have also been a notable diaperfag, but his fear and hatred of other people alienated him from the one community that might have accepted him.

Matt has Matt and his brain can only conceive of Matt.
 
His own version of a theory of mind boils down to "what does this person think, and how can I use it to be extra obnoxious?", although he never really puts any thought or importance into his target's mental state, only into the idea that if he does certain things, he'll get a negative interaction, and maybe the other person will leave or be hurt?
He's a dude who shits his pants then thinks you're mad about it.
 
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