Okay, I Was A Little Worried Yesterday If I'm Being Honest. The Song Felt Like It Ended Where A Song

Okay, so this is the most niche thing ever, but my friend @caywall is big into this band named Yardact (I also enjoy quite a bit of their songs), and he was curious about any potential connection between them and Chonny. So now this exists in the world. The two other fans of both Chonny and Yardact are freaking out right now.

Literally me

To anyone who knows me, I'm sure I sound absurd

But I'm an egoistic queer under any definition of the word

What makes this extra funny is that I'm pretty sure it's said or at least impied that mind doesn't flinch when he was shot at. This meaning mind had a shotgun barely miss him and he just stood there and just looked at heart like "you done?".

Heart with a pistol is LAME. Give that man a shotgun

Jashtober day 7: Moss

 I look upon this world and I see beauty. It is finite and it is easily defiled, but it is beautiful. A set of random events caused one single-celled organism to evolve and split into a system of complex webs and ecosystems. Each animal, plant, and bacteria rely on each other to prevent their lives from falling into entropy. I was formed from the cosmos. Perhaps from a dying star or a collapsing blackhole. Maybe even the big bang. Whatever it was has long ago left my memory. I’ve seen every dwarf planet and neutron star, but this– this is amazing. I learn of the humans’ fascination with space and find myself confused. They talk about space's vastness compared to the earth’s tiny nature in the grand scheme. I reply: the desert is large and the oasis small, but that doesn’t make the oasis any less brilliant. The simple and elegant greens and blues that twist and entwine. The water and greenery bring life to everything around it and in return the animals bring their own life to sustain the greenery . Much more interesting than the grains of sand we call the universe. As strange as the humans’ ideas may be, I can not help but find peace and familiarity within the little creatures. They’re like microcosms of myself. Loving and hateful. Hopeful and nihilistic. Elated and bored. A being of gorgeous inspiration and disgusting shame. They see the same love in nature as I do. Well, some of them do. They might even be better than myself. They've created things I wish I could claim to be of my hands. Noises into music, shapes into art, and symbols into writing. I’ve collected as much of it into myself as I can and it’s wonderful. To be human is to be everything that is the oasis, right on the cusp of finding the mysteries in the desert. I suppose I would be those mysteries. I hope they never find me or any other of those mysteries. I am not grand, not as grand as the moss that grows on the trees. Not as grand as the fungi sprouting from the dew. Not as grand as flowers that sprout despite a prison of concrete. Not as grand as mammals that manage in the water. Not as grand horrors that creak in the darkness. Not as grand as the animals that once ruled, forever entrapped in rock. Not as grand as burrows that keep warm during the cold months. Not as grand as the web perfectly crafted by a spider. Not as grand as each painting, ballad, and sonnet I intake. Not as grand as this oasis. Perhaps I shall learn from the humans and start a journal. First entry: legend of the moss.

I'm just going to say it

Hokum, all ye faithful is super underrated. The only song anyone ever talks about from covered in discontent is the moss, and it's a crying shame. I get it to an extent. They aren't quite as well crafted as his covers from cccc onward, but they still got their merrit.

Jashtober day 5: Angel

What have I done? I shot at him. I had to. His assessments. His methods. The vile trite he spews, then turns around and acts like it’s wisdom. He claims he will pull us into the light ,yet I see where this path leads in the end. Either the body dies from the soul’s exhaustion or the soul dies in order to keep the body going. Leaving an empty cadaver with only computer parts left inside to keep its joints from rusting and its eyes still blinking. I’d been practicing for weeks. First I attempted echolocation (I got surprisingly good, but not shooting a gun accurately, good). Then I tried shooting a dummy point blank (I realized after a few days of testing that method, mind would totally just smack it out of my hand). So I finally decided on just shooting it in the general direction of his voice. It did not work. So I’m stuck in this hole. Mind despises me more than ever and I’ve lost soul’s trust. What have I done? 

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?

Thinking about doing Jashtober but as writing prompts instead of drawing ones. Thoughts?

This may be a little backward compared to how most people see it, but I see Whole as the only true character. Hms are just the facets of what makes this character, and as the story goes on, Heart, Mind, and Soul all become separate characters to Whole before eventually going back to facets when they become Whole.

I also don't think Whole hates any of hms. I think there's hate within the hms circle but none coming from Whole towards a direct member. I'm sure he has some sense of self loathing because of the entropy within his mind but it's not like he would specifically think he hates Heart or Mind or whatever.

And while I think Whole is a character, I think Heart, Mind, and Soul view him as a state. I think they have generally positive feelings towards him but I don't think they'd put him in the same ball park as a deity or something. More like the positive feelings you have towards a personal goal you need to accomplish.

part 5 of the ascertain how the cccc fandom really feels project thing (idc if this is annoying. answer my polls median chonny jash fan.)

DEFINE WHOLE GO NOW

- what is Whole? is Whole a person? a state? is he something to believe in (a god, even)?

- how do hms feel about whole? do they have different opinions? which of them are right? are any of them right? is it subjective?

OHGODOHGOD PRIDE MONTH'S ALMOST OVER OH GOD - my procrastinating ass

Yeah I'm sorry, June was bit of a difficult month for me and my art. But hey, look what I brought!

GUYS IT'S CHONNY JASH!!!1!!

Bonus under the cut

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Bonus 2 (a doodle of me & my friend I made in the very beginning of June)