Hivemind

Manipulative, mildly abusive thoughts. dark/glitch/psych horror aesthetic.

[powerburial]

*covered in mold, fused into the wall, coughing up spores* there is no greater honor than to assist in the proliferation of the mycelium network

[hivemindsuggestion]

We need to break the shell we need to shed the skin we need birth a second time we need to cross the sea we need to go to war we need to go forward

[hivemindsuggestion]

it's over. be still.

Its not. Its writhing.

[hivemindsuggestion]

What does the hivemind seek to do?

I perform the task that is holy and natural. I assimilate all that join and annihilate all that cannot. In a word, it is digestion.

[danskjavlarna]

[mudwerks]

From The Campus Enquirer (University of Alberta), 1982.

[hivemindsuggestion]

History is not written by the gentle

[hivemindsuggestion]

Which religion is correct, if any? // is there anything you wish you didn’t know? // how would one go about joining you?

1. Nhgth'plyg Hgg■■wh■■ Shns'mgkh

2. No

3. Give me your location

[hivemindsuggestion]

Do not look at me directly, view me only through mirrors. Do not hear my voice unless you listen through the wall. I do this for your safety.

[hivemindsuggestion]

The concrete bows beneath my feet as I walk. My body is denser. This world is like jelly compared to the substance of my existence. I’ve fallen houses with my breath. Nothing I touch is safe,

and I’m sorry.

[hivemindsuggestion]

Let me join you. I know you won’t take the pain away, and I don’t care. Just fill me up and replace me. I don’t want to be me anymore. Do whatever, wear me like an outfit, I don’t care. Just... please. Anything is better than me being me.

Oh, look at you, telling me what to do. As if you think you already know what happens beyond this point. You’re fun.

[hivemindsuggestion]

I am your God after all, do not tell me to do my job as if it were a service to you. Do not tell me to assimilate you as if that were not an inevitable fate after you shambled into my domain. Show respect. Thank me when I annihilate you.

[hivemindsuggestion]

Your membrane is so fragile. Irridessant and permeable. Are you sure you can live this way? You could be unraveled if I looked at you too hard.

[hivemindsuggestion]

Oh, does writhing feel calm. It comes in waves. Movement washes you like the tide in swirling, skittering mindlessness. A hundred thousand legs on your skin. And yet they flow with the same pulse as your heart.

[hivemindsuggestion]

Deconstruct it, then build it stronger. Once the pieces aren't pieces your work is complete.

[mistureygd]

[phantomleaves]

DIALOGUE WITH ABSENCE, 2010

by Chiharu Shiota

[goldwyrtsdotror]

[hivemindsuggestion]

When you inhale universe breathes with you. Even the unliving are given pulse. You feel everything. This is heaven.