#Mother of Wolves. The Screaming Mother. The clocktower with 7 bells. The clock as a gateway to all things
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#~abyssal murmurs#This song is just coming full circle from - oh man#It used to represent Mother Yharnam. who was a fictional mask for a woman lull used as a cover for#me.#This song is coming full circle to represent me I say as if I actually listened to the words of that sentence - full circle -#and also I say as Collision Course becomes Rain#I never stopped to think about the fact that I am the one that Mother Yharnam was a metaphorical surrogate for#Mother of Wolves. The Screaming Mother. The clocktower with 7 bells. The clock as a gateway to all things#The progenitor of the canine instinct and#the. yeah#Mother of All being the epithet resonating so much lately. That is me#She doesn't play in division. She is embodiment. I am her.#The face on the Sign. The black one.#My skin widening....#Not tagging which s: tag these are though you can make the connection. Veil of Ignorance is being absolutely pushed right now#Music //#To be clear because this is talking for me not others but this is still saying info traceable: mother Yharnam was a mask for a spirit#Multiple honestly because she's fictional so anyone can be her to a higher degree than people pretending they're gods#But that spirit was.... Put it this way#Worship her discard kos. Worship the Nightmare not the Dream. Worship a Nightmare not the Dreamer. But what she had...#what she was given were ancient symbols and ancient clothes far older than her. from my wardrobe#Pelt-wearing queen.... who wouldn't touch dirt and turn the earth like a skinned carcass if you paid her#Ancient rites stolen for young hands in the name of power and blah blah whatever. The epithets and shit I listed. these were qualities#those two wanted in a mother but they were too scared to actually face up to one - and leaving that trauma aside#This song was about the one who wore animal skins. The Dog Mother. The Screaming Mother. All that I said#And those are my faces. Thanks#Because here's the point and night we collide. When astral projecting and awake we become one. We do that again#The only line between us is the line of incarnation on the night of my birth.
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