#hearing without understanding

[processzine-org]

🕳️ “Jenna’s Fracture” — from Beyond the Edge of Light by somethingismissing drawn from the short story Antenna →

“Can you hear the echoes call? In the void, we lose it all.”

This track emerged from Antenna, a short story about signal loss, perception, and the fragile link between mind and world. But revisiting the lyrics now, it’s impossible not to hear the deeper resonance with auditory processing disorder — that strange, liminal space where sound arrives, but meaning doesn’t.

The song drifts through static, glitch, repetition, and disconnection — not as stylistic affectations, but as reflections of what it feels like when you’re caught between hearing and understanding, between noise and signal. It’s a kind of perceptual limbo. Voices blur, memory slips, and comprehension frays.

The repetition of:

“A tethered mind to distant cries, Breaking through where silence lies.” ...reads like a neuro-poetic depiction of APD: the tether to meaning pulled thin by invisible interference.

The artist name, somethingismissing, was born from the original concept behind Narrata.io — ERR_404. It’s a digital metaphor, yes, but also a sensory one: the search for meaning in a world of dropped packets and faded messages, where what’s “heard” isn’t always what’s received.

If you live with APD — or any kind of sensory processing difference — this one might speak directly to you. Or echo quietly in the spaces between.

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Full lyrics:

Drifting through the static hum, Memories that come undone. Signals lost in shifting light, Fragments dance in endless night.

Can you hear the echoes call? In the void, we lose it all. A tethered mind to distant cries, Breaking through where silence lies.

Can you hear the echoes call? In the void, we lose it all. A tethered mind to distant cries, Breaking through where silence lies.

Fading faces, blurred with time, Glitches twist this fragile mind. Reaching out to touch the past, Slipping forward, falling fast.

The void, it waits, a hollow friend, Calling softly, ’til the end. In the static, voices blend, All we lost, and all we mend.

Can you hear the echoes call? In the void, we lose it all. A tethered mind to distant cries, Breaking through where silence lies.

Can you hear the echoes call? In the void, we lose it all. A tethered mind to distant cries, Breaking through where silence lies.

The static fades into the night, Whispered secrets, lost from sight. In the darkness, drifting free, Gone forever—just memory.

Can you hear the echoes call? In the void, we lose it all. A tethered mind to distant cries, Breaking through where silence lies.

The static fades into the night, Whispered secrets, lost from sight. In the darkness, drifting free, Gone forever—just memory.

The static fades into the night, Whispered secrets, lost from sight. In the darkness, drifting free, Gone forever—just memory.

The static fades into the night.

[bvcktommy]

it's always i love you and never "leave." "huh?" "i'll tell everyone that you died in the woods. so you can go back to your brother and get to open a bar just like you've always dreamed of." "why?" "i don't know. maybe because you'd sacrifice a hand for me. or maybe because i've crossed your line. or because i... i like it when you're happy. just leave. go now before i change my mind. just go! that's an order!"

[cassandra-silver]

These are all just really rough concept sketches but... My point is if I ever make a 600 Strike animatic, it will be so freaking unhinged

Ever since I wrote that essay about the vulnerability in this scene, I've been so normal about this scene, I swear (I say like a liar who lies very lyingly)

[vaguely-concerned]

the barista lady in the treviso café fucking giggles every time you buy the fancy coffee lucanis likes from her btw. can't believe the game is calling out rook and me like this

[phonification]

i cant stop thinking of ghost knife possessing balloon whenever hes hanging out with suitcase and goofing around

[starry-bi-sky]

*points at bruce and danny in 'late at night when the nightingale sings'* THESE TWO MFERS MEAN SO MUCH TO MEEEE

no thoughts head empty just these two socially inept fools finding family in one another. like yes you go you funky little death omens stole that one from a comment on the fic, so if you see this you know who you are, discover that family isn't only tied in blood.

bUT onto less mushy stuff: these two being shenaniganizers; tomfools. Bruce realized that Danny didn't actually know he was Bruce Wayne and instead of going "oh actually im bruce wayne" he went; "hrm... how long can i keep this going until he realizes...."

like. i think they deserve to be the sillies. just utter goobers the both of them. like, danny makes the wittiest side comments, dry quips, under his breath towards Bruce while they're out in public (Danny covering his face with a face mask) and Bruce is trying not to laugh. Meanwhile if Bruce makes one sly comment about someone to Danny, Danny's gonna collapse with laughter.

Bruce plays straightman in most of their bits, he has the best fucking poker face. But also I firmly believe he does actually enjoy Danny's puns. Look me in the eyes- look me in the eyes. Try and tell me that a man that willingly agrees to call a car "the batmobile" even after his eight year old ward grows up (thus negating the need to go along with his antics) doesn't enjoy a good, well-placed pun. Look me in the eyes and try to tell me that. That's right you can't.

He's gonna spit out a well-placed pun in the driest, most boring Batman Voice Ever one day while he's getting ready for patrol, and Danny's gonna fucking die of laughter. He's gonna lose his mind. Bruce is going to have a half-dead sickly teenager laughing his lungs out in the chair. That's a new core memory right there, every time Danny thinks about that he's gonna start giggling.

just!!! these two making each other laugh! That's so important to me. So so much. I nEED Danny to get Bruce to smile and laugh and I need Bruce to make Danny do the same. Danny's all snark and sass and Bruce is all deadpan and dry quips. Do you all see my vision.

[invinciblerodent]

someday I'm definitely going to write my lengthy, navel-gaze-y post of circular arguments about how the adamant refusal to accept Rook as a protagonist with the opportunity to behave in ways that are reasonable for their situation might just imply something of a desire to continue viewing Solas' figure through the lens of the Inquisitor (who was, by all means, successfully lied to- and manipulated by him throughout the entirety of their relationship, regardless of whether it was platonic or romantic) and not as the antagonist he is, which actually kind of reinforces the theme of facts and history being malleable and changed by the perspective and experiences of those who tell them (which has existed within the franchise since Origins) while stripping him of what I believe to be the most interesting aspects of his character

but today is not that day

today I'll just dunk this post in water to try and keep myself from biting my coffee cup in half in frustration and then having the resulting glass shards as a nice little snack

[zehl0w]

Very messy scribble of a comic because they were on my mind (I doubt I’ll ever clean it up so I’m just posting it now so it doesn’t rot in my procreate files LOL)

[hypnoticmoth]

Imagine accepting more hours at work because you need the money, only for those increased hours to cause a fibro flare up and now you can't even do your normal hours. 10/10 experience.

[clumsypuppy]

i feel like im not making any sense but does anyone else feel like there are stories that let u run with them and ones that spell everything out for you

[lilac-set]

Ya ever think about how when you dont receive medical treatment for something you have to sign an “against medical advice” form saying that you understand if you dont follow medical advice you could experience increased and unforeseen problems including death, but if you do receive medical treatment for anything you also have to sign an informed consent form saying that you understand if you do follow medical advice you could experience increased and unforeseen problems including death

[atopvisenyashill]

1x06 A Golden Crown / 7x06 Beyond the Wall / 8x02 A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms / 8x06 The Iron Throne

redo of this, partially inspired by this

[despazito]

I saw paris when I was ten and the three things I clearly remember was the mona lisa being fucking tiny, accidentally putting my hand in bird shit, and getting chewed out by a scary old french lady for feeding the pigeons

[unluckystreak]

Rewatching orb and realizing that yes, the journey with the wooden ball and the whole project of solidifying heliocentrism into the public zeitgeist didn't end with Rafal... but it also didn't START with Rafal. And it probably didn't even start with Hubert, the man that gave him the wooden ball, either. Idk i just oooUUUGHHHHHHH

[houjicha]

So I was rereading the 1927 manga for the millionth time and noticed a translation error:

Specifically, Claire's line "He's a popular guy."

I'm pretty sure this was just a misreading of 持てる (moteru)--just one letter off, which does mean that he's a popular guy.

Buuuut the actual Japanese is 持ってる(motteru), which makes this line hit very differently in context:

This means more like "Firo's a guy who has..." something! "It" as @toushindai put it when we talked about it recently (thank you!). When this verb doesn't have a clear object, it has certain connotations.

There's a term 持ってる人 (motteru hito), which literally translates to "a person who has"...it. According to one Japanese article, it's like someone who is able to pull through when it really matters, as opposed to people who crack under pressure, and is generally capable and dependable. "They've got it" is a pretty good translation, although if I can be super nitpicky, 持ってる人 is a general type of person, so "it" would be more like "the set of qualities needed to succeed" rather than "this particular situation." Jisho.com calls it "that special something."

The main focus of Firo's arc in 1927 is his insecurities and feeling unsure of who he's going to be. He's constantly comparing himself to Claire and the Gandors and the Martillo family executives, and wondering how he can stand out and find his place.

There's a similar sort of phrasing here in the Japanese, too:

It's not the same phrase, but the literal translation is "What do I have?" (Official EN is "Where does that leave me?") Like "What do I have going for me? What's my 'thing'?" He's not sure if he has "it," but he wants to.

After Firo chased the priest off the roof, Claire saw a bit of that insecurity--but he certainly sees Firo as capable, even if Firo himself doesn't.

So...Claire's line is actually a response to that arc. Claire returns to the Gandors and lets them know about how Firo helped Keith. The Gandors' first response is to be like "Is he okay?" which is totally understandable, but Firo would probably take it the wrong way. (That's a guess, of course, but this feels related to the reasons Firo didn't join the Gandors and the vibe between them in their earlier scene.) But Claire pushes back by saying "He's fine. He's got what it takes." This discussion isn't about whether the Martillos will take Firo back; it's about Firo himself, and it's like a little cap on his arc.

(ちゃんと (chanto) is the other word in this sentence, by the way, which means like "properly" but is more a way of saying that something is as it should be, or properly qualifies. He's calling Firo a bonafide 持ってる人)

Anyway as someone who really loves the little scraps of Firo and Claire's relationship that we get I needed you to know about this one thank you for your time

[bisummers]

Also shoutout to the sound design/mixing/dubbing of sinners that was so clean and correct