I went and looked at some of his other posts briefly to attempt to give him the benefit of the doubt and found this:
I jokingly wrote this back at BB.com to make fun of a poster's deranged obsession with Yours Truly:
Just to do a bit of creative writing practice before I move onto more serious projects, like my planned fantasy novel.
Here is his short story:
… temple of bodhy- what in the literal fuck
this is what you are talking about peaceful posting? You can’t stop talking about your weird personality complex and hatred towards bullies and safe spaces- your just finding places in the forum where people just don’t respond to your post and you feel like you are “peacefully” posting your weird ass rhetoric.
can we get this man a room temperature iq medal but also a warning about genuine mental illness
Amod
I know who the asshat dark horse is this year
At last, DDSF1, eminent anthropologist and adventurer, emerged from the steaming jungle to a clearing in a misty valley, a verdant expanse stretching to the horizon. He wiped sweat off his brow, and took a moment to gather himself. He was exhausted, and starving, and was running dangerously low on bagels. He had braved the terrors of the jungle on this foreign continent to make it this far: Huge thorned serpents which camouflaged themselves amongst the trees and could paralyze a man in a single bite. Disease-ridden buzzing insects, the size of birds, who could infect one with the hideous blight known as Jungle Rot. Massive ape-like hominids who could tear a man limb from limb. Horrid winged dog-bat hybrids which emitted deafening shrieks, and more.
His retinue had succumbed to starvation, dehydration, mutiny, or simply swallowed up by the jungle. DDSF1 didn't care now, he had come too far and could see the object of his journey in the valley. He couldn't believe his eyes, it was real. Something prior to now which was the stuff of fables, myths and lore. Here it was, in the hidden valley: The Temple of Bodhy.
"I don't believe it", DDSF1 bewilderingly exclaimed. The Temple of Bodhy, a magnificent structure which towered high above the misty valley, built by the ancient Myssa culture eons ago, made in Bodhy's likeness. DDSF1 was a world renowned academic on Bodhy lore and mythology. He had travelled the world delivering lectures on Bodhy, publishing work on Bodhy, and held a high esteem as the world's pre-eminent expert on Bodhy lore. He had an undying passion to learn everything possible about this figure and his voluminous library at home was overstuffed with tomes, scriptures, parchments and artifacts relating to Bodhy.
But this wasn't enough. He had to find the Temple, enshrouded in legend, and see it for himself, and tell the world. The last decades of his life were consumed by this quest, even times his relationships threatened to break down due to what some perceived as an unhealthy obsession. There were even those who suspected he be homosexually attracted to this figure.
All of it a distant memory now as he approached the temple. He deftly crept about the foliage, as he knew there were a fierce tribe of warrior women called the Tranys, who possessed male genitalia, and fiercely guarded their idol. Should he, a foreigner, be captured trespassing on their hallowed ground, he knew they subject him to a terrible demise by gaping his virgin ass-hole.
As DDSF1 made it inside, he was awed by the interior architecture. The walls and columns were crafted with intricate, highly mathematical fractal designs with exquisite filigrees, a fascinating insight into ancient Myssa architecture.
DDSF1 had come prepared with nose-plugs, as rumours abounded the walls might be covered with doody, but was relieved to find this simply myth that had crept into the stories over the years, something his own academic work has debunked as apocryphal.
He saw two doors before him, which lead to two individual chambers. "Yes, this is it" he said, "The test of faith", as every item of lore he had diligently studied was unveiling as a reality before his eyes. Behind one door was the ultimate object of his quest and the focal point of all Bodhy mythology. It was the fabled artifact known as The Transcript, inscribed onto ancient parchment atop a pedestal within the chamber which would illuminate with radiant sunlight once he reached the centre. The artifact that decisively proved that Bodhy was once a mortal man and walked amongst us, and had made great contributions to the edifice of humanity's knowledge.
DDSF1 knew, that if he procured it, he would become rich beyond his wildest dreams. But such a incredible reward was offset by a terrible danger. Behind the second door was an empty chamber. If he were to choose incorrectly, and enter this chamber, the door would grind shut behind him and the chamber would flood with Zyklon B, a poisonous gas that was toxic to his people.
DDSF1 stood before both doors and knew only a genuine leap of faith could guide him to his prize. He once again wiped sweat off of his brow, and with fear and trepidation, stepped forward and opened one of the doors....
