*swallows the knife i'm being stabbed with*

＼(⌒▽⌒) 💓 Last night I was about to sleep when my mind brought me agony if I didn't write down some words to make something with them later:

Admist, silence, heart beats, commanded, resist, mercy, maybe, kind, bury, appeal, spear, unforgiving, bleeds, ribs, chamber, interrupting, consumption, please, serve a purpose, uncaring, gentle, absorbed, weapon, sustained, blood, unbreakable, let, merge, ignited, vast, loves, come undone, manner, rib, submerged, sunken, escalates, merely, sword, laughs, intimate

and after sleeping, (ALL my ideas come when I'm too deep in my sleep meds to form a coherent thought) I came up with these two: 

“Oh it's inconsistent and confusing and contradictory, and I have no idea of what's happening the colors don't match” SHHHHHSHH I want to bring a sense of rhythm, a sequence, consecutive, a beat, like the heartbeats controlling the situation, and also emphasis by repetition ALSO, NOT YOURS!! This is my writing my notebook my pencil my blog I can do whatever I want in it. 凸( ` ﾛ ´ )凸

But yeah my idea was being stabbed but swallowing the sword and so it is a part of you now. Then someone trying to separate you from the sword (wanting only your body, or only the sword) and no, no, no can't do! It's in my blood now.

The play of silence and noise? I like it. It is contradicting, and EVERYTHING is filled with sound. Being in absolute silence is nearly impossible, there's always a clock ticking somewhere. So the idea of silence being pure, sacred, divine cause in a world made of noise, god must be silence. ( . .)φ__

also, i'm making a website for my projects: https://maremantis.leprd.space/ (*/▽＼*)
aaaaaaaaand i'm playing a lot of yume 2kki https://ynoproject.net/2kki/

buh bye