Heart, Mind, And Soul Au, But Their Just The 3 Stooges.

This album is the main reason I've started writing about vampires and mad scientists again and I couldn't be happier

Guess who's back here's a drawing I have mixed opinions about. Drew a pretty face and half asked the rest okay byeeee :33

Writing stuff. why yes I did learn too many of these words from Chonny Jash, how'd you know?

I scream and scream and scream till blood pours out my mouth. I don’t care, I continue to scream. I scream till my head pounds and my eyes blur. The pain is immeasurable but it's nothing but drop in the bucket compared to why I’m screaming. So I scream till the world melts away, till all that is patternly and logical falls into dissolution and cacophony. I scream till I snap back into reality, where not a word nor noise leaves my raw throat. I want to scream till the pure and predictable melts into entropy. I want to scream till the world around me has no choice but become geocentric. I want to be catered to, but being dependent is far too terrifying. I know if I want help I need but ask but that thought is one unthinkable to me. Like an idea from a foreign system. I give advice I dare not follow, I preach what I would never practice.  My logos guides me to the easy and correct path. Yet my pathos dare not go out of fear of when we leave that path we shall no longer know how to clear a way for ourselves. I know I’ll break down eventually, hopefully my logos will get control over me before then but till then my mind will continue to scream into a mouth unable to project. 

who put him there

Jashtober Day 1 (ignore the day I actually posted this 😭)

What does it mean to be one? I have asked myself this question more times than I should have, in this not particularly long life. Does being singular require to have no internal inconsistencies or personality changes? Alternatively, is the definition less strict than that? Perhaps, all it takes to be a single individual is a foundational glue holding the zealots and heretics within one’s head from collapse. They continue to pull the strings at my edges as a struggle to hold on. Is this it? Will I be split once more? To be forced through another tour of my mind. To be forced to amuse these deviants. I am me! I am me. I am me….. Am I me?

Trans visibility day you know what that means

+10 bragging rights

-15 TRANSparency

*laughs to self*

And yet I don't get one 😔 /j

I guess this is a thing now as my friend asked for one too

that's me <3 thanks again :3

free commission for a friend :3

@katindeed :3

You will not use AI to get ideas for your story. You will lie on the floor and have wretched visions like god intended

What do you mean I was wrong

Ok, so we can all agree this is the finally ship of theseus, right?

The song actually ended in a way a song would end, the description thanks all the artists, and of course the ship has been completely replaced. From the sails, to the face decoration in the front, and even the sky and ocean aren't the ones from the first artwork.

My guess will be he'll combine them into one very long song tomorrow. Maybe not, but that's what I think.

Jashtober day 11: 8-bit

There's nothing quite like a dusty old console. The substantial feeling you get when putting a cartridge into the slot. The whirring that emanates from the system as you wait for it to boot up. Even when never experiencing one in childhood, it feels like a nostalgia machine. I get a giddy feeling when I sit down with a stack of these old games with me. All these possibilities. In many ways, modern innovations have brought much fluff. These games didn’t have such luxury. They had to be tight and straight forward. In many ways they feel like the past itself. It makes sense. The world was simpler and easier to navigate. Well that’s how it feels anyway, but I know that’s not true. As much as I want it to be true, that the world was less complex and more composed, it simply isn't. Have you ever tried to play the first Zelda or Metroid without a map or guide through. It's nigh impossible. The world’s intricacies and confusions have always been the only constant. Perhaps that’s for the best. At least the world isn’t getting worse, just different. Maybe even better.