THE MIND ELECTRIC | Chonny Jash

OH! YOU LIKE THE MIND ELECTRIC? WELL BOY HAVE I GOT SOME THE MIND ELECTRIC FOR YOU!! WE GOT SAD THE MIND ELECTRIC, ANGRY THE MIND ELECTRIC, AND WE EVEN GOT A CYNICALLY INDIFFERENT THE MIND ELECTRIC! COME ON DOWN TO CHONNY JASH'S THE MIND ELECTRIC EMPORIUM, WHERE I DEFINITELY HAVEN'T LOST MY MIND.

00:04 - The Heart Acoustic
04:13 - The Mind Electric
07:13 - The Soul Eclectic

In all seriousness, this was a huge undertaking, at least by my standards. I've understood for a while that The Mind Electric was by far my most requested song, and I wanted it to be something special.

I also understand that this took 3 weeks longer to make than usual.
Frankly, that's a miracle, and it should have been longer.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy, O description reader of mine.

(There are literally too many lyrics to fit within the description character limit, so they will instead be posted in a pinned comment.)

[ChonnyJash]

EDIT: (Lyrics here btw) My own comment got deleted? Strange.
Anyway, this is part of a big album on my channel. Listen, or don't, I'm not your Mom/Dad/Voice in Your Head.


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THE HEART ACOUSTIC

Think of these thoughts as hackneyed and trite.
Clichéd, depraved, disturbing and contrived.
Shallow, cold, wretched. Miserable, dark and any other adjective.
Choose to sit safely out of the sun,
away from rays so blinding to the eye.
Singing songs someone’s already sung. Averting gaze from beautiful light.
But as complacency settles, anxieties will rise
and part this Soul as Jekyll parted Hyde.
Now I’m but half of a hollow man’s lies:
the love, the hate, the emotional side.

What’s the point in trying if this end result of dying
sits persistently encloaked in dimness.
Life can’t thrive controlled by digits.

“I know I’m weak. I know that I’m vile.
But sometimes that is needed to survive.”
That’s what I’ll say to rationalize.
“I’m needed if we’re to stay alive.”
And yet, here I lie with black, sunken eyes.
My Mind’s consigned our sighs to a leaden void.
The Soul remains tempered. I remain plied.
Condemned ‘til we are both all but destroyed.

But I know that one plus one can’t equal two
if happiness is both our truths.
Our total sum must equal one if we’re to find that golden hue.
So spiraling down entropically. I beg of thee, have mercy on me.
I am just a boy, you see.
I plead of thee, have sympathy for me.

See how it hurts when the sound
begins to ring.
And you feel it start to rot.
And you beg for it to stop.
But you’ve already dug your lot in the ground.

See how The Mind tricks The Soul
into being something sickly, dead and cold
as you feel it start to tire and fester so, so slowly.
Up until the point where it will finally die.
Just in time to see what could have been.

Do what you want, you automaton freak.
No, I can no longer bring myself to care.
This hollowed out vessel’s beginning to creak.
So take control, let’s see how you fare.




THE MIND ELECTRIC

Look who it is, the saddened and weak.
It seems those beams of light have caused some glare.
Freakish and dismal. Hollow and bleak.
I could go on, but let’s leave it there.
Resident Heart is feeble and frail.
A scourge to purge; due diligence is all.
Silent, sad outbursts, inaudible wails
dictate he never does as he’s told.
Fathers of fathers, brothers of sons,
deterred from being what they know they can.
All because Heart refuses to run.
This creature hardly resembles a man.

My logic is the absolute.
His pity parties simply harm these chances at an apt repute:
esteemed regard in place of mockery.

I’m sure it seems from his point of view
that I’m a simple, cynical machine.
But is it so hard to see the whole truth?
I merely seek a Soul that’s pristine.

I can’t claim that I enjoy this, covering for a tortured boy
that’s slowly tired of all his toys. His wiles and woes ring like white noise.
And I know that it’s hard to see my rhyme behind the entropy,
but if he’d just once humor me, he’d see we need to live life logically.

See how The Heart plays profound.
(See how he lies.)
But the depth is insincere.
A pathetic, thin veneer.
All the pain, regret and fear still resound.
[HA HA HA HA.]

See how his feet miss the ground
and he falls inside a hole he dug for me.
The kind of irony you’d read in Bible stories.
Maybe my existence might be by design.
A simple fact that he’ll refuse to see.

Though I seem harsh in all my assessments,
we each seek a life lived in the light.
Yet, there lies our Heart, engulfed in resentment.
Stubborn, pale akaryocyte.




THE SOUL ECLECTIC

Yo.
Call me The Soul or call me my name.
Oh, label me whatever you would like.
Call me your host or call me insane
if that will help you stay in line.
(He’s a damn madman.) [He’s a depressed fool.]
(Is that the one you truly want to be?)
[Abandon him and we could live so free.]
Warring all night, abhorrent and trite.
You seem to forget, you answer to me.
Fathers of fathers, I know that I’m vile.
Let’s see how long it takes to murder me.
Neither is wrong, yet neither is right.
Condemn him to the infirmary.

You must be so arrogant to think that either of you
can control The Soul so wholly,
when to be one whole you can’t hold solely.

Scattering sparks of thought energy
deliver me and carry me away.
Here in my kingdom I am your lord.
I order you to cower and præy.

‘Cos I’m not nearly kind enough to leave you parasites inside me.
Fumbling slowly down this path
in hopes the other’s struck by lightning.

Spiraling down. Spiraling down.
Biting down.
Lighting rounds.
Hear the sound.

([I. Am. Me.])

See how the serfs work the ground.
([See how they fall.])
And they give it all they’ve got.
And they give it all they’ve got.
And they give it all they’ve got ‘til they’re down.
([HA HA HA HA HA HA])

See how the brain plays around,
and it splits what once was whole down into three.
And you fall inside a hole, inside a
Someone help me
understand what’s going on behind my eyes.
Doctor, I can’t tell if I’m not me.

(See how he laughs at you.)
[Seethe as he snarls at you.]
(He will never understand.)
[Watch him struggle just to stand.]
(A cold and bitter stance.)
[The weaker half of man.]
(What a calculated, degradated hand.)
[Watch him beg and bargain, time and time again.]

See how they fight all day.
The other half won’t hear what’s had to say.
It’s just the game they play here in this labyrinth maze.

Screams with no sense for why.
One more day and more night.
One more black and one more white.
One more chance is all you’ve left to turn the tides.

Tridential regicide.
I won’t hesitate to kill my Heart and Mind.
I will abdicate these deviants sat inside.
I’ll take you down in tandem when this rope is tied.

[AUSWQPCV]

This would definitely kill a small Victorian child

[thebluepo]

the heart tries to kill the mind
the mind tries to kill the heart
the soul tries to kill himself

[KURTINTHEREAL]

I love how this is just Mind and Heart arguing on a discord call while Soul is just muted sending them both death threats

[cloudbounc]

Man this animatic in my head bout to go crazy

[bludraws]

heart uses pathos: “the love, the hate, the emotional side”
mind uses logos: “my logic is the absolute”
soul uses ethos: “call me your host”

(i got one of the lyrics wrong and also made a typo :/ )

[SillyLittleGoofyGoober]

People have pointed out that the Mind seems more emotional and the Heart seems more logical. Maybe because Heart is actually just a logical organ of the body pumping blood but Mind creates this persona for it and blames is for all the emotional mishaps it has. The heart when you think about it is actually just some organ. It's your mind who associates love and extreme emotion with it.

[livision]

"I could go on, but let's leave it there--"
"Resident heart is feeble and frail--"
Bro did NOT leave it there 💀

[theThng]

Mind is like the cousin that's trying to get the baby to swear

[honeychan]

Soul literally said “I’m surrounded by idiots” and I love them for that

[justaspiral]

I had to wear headphones to fully listen to this. I had no idea the Heart’s part had a heartbeat until now

[yeethittter]

It's kinda funny to me how hypocritical Mind and Heart both are. Like Heart calls himself "the emotional side" and complains about Mind being cold and emotionless, but his song is way calmer and more logical in what he's saying. Mind is the one meant to be those things, but instead he spends his entire portion angrily whining about Heart

[Cicadasalad]

Best flow: Heart
Best disses: Mind
Overall winner: Soul

[barkbork]

My favourite detail is The Mind cutting off The Heart mid-sentence, like he was just waiting the entire time for The Heart to let his gaurd slip so The Mind could take over the song.

[justsomeguywholikeshentai]

The Heart and The Mind are having a rap battle while The Soul wants them to die

[christianrogers]

Jesus Christ. I came here looking for a cover of The Mind Electric, expecting 6 minutes of reversed audio, 6 minutes of normal audio. My expectations were launched 25 miles away, blown up, and their ashes spat on. In a good way though. Because this “cover” absolutely blew me away in its sheer length, effort, talent, and overall awesomeness. Absolutely amazing work, you’ve created something truly incredible here.

[mikedoesthings]

Fun fact: The Mind Electric part of this video is technically a distrack

[fleshhuman]

I think the key to understanding this fully is realizing that the entity called the 'Soul' is the individual's self-image. It isn't the true essence of the individual, it's the part of the brain that thinks it's the true essence of the individual. The sense of self, not the self.

Soul is clearly unstable, as his vocals keep cutting off and glitching. This is because the individual's self-image is unstable, as it's formed by warring logic and emotions. As a result, Soul hates Heart and Mind's inability to see each other's point of view, which is why he spends most of his section complaining about their constant conflict. Soul would benefit greatly if Heart and Mind cooperated, but neither Heart or Mind see Soul as significant in any way, and even during Soul's section they're still focusing on each other.

Heart claims that Mind's influence is making Soul "sickly, dead and cold" and "tempered", while Mind argues that he wants Soul to be "pristine", but is thwarted by Heart; in other words, both Heart and Mind are aware that Soul's existence is shaped by them, and damaged by their conflict. Soul himself refuses to accept this. The lyric Soul puts the most effort into is "I am me", showing how important it is to him that he's an independent entity. But he doesn't know what that looks like, and doesn't even know what he should be called.

The result of all of this is that Soul, the individual's self-image, is being driven insane by the individual's conflicting logic and emotion, until the individual starts to see themselves as above their own thoughts and emotions, and sees suicide as the only way to escape the conflict, not able to accept that they themselves are made up of the thoughts and emotions. "Screams with no sense for why".

[Mika.Angelo]

on 8:26 when Soul says "Here in my kingdom I am your lord
I order you to cower and pray", Mind and Heart finally stop trying to sing over each other and Soul and finally listen to what he is saying. At 8:33 you can see that Mind and Heart are covering their mouths for a split second, either they are listening to Soul for once or Soul is forcing them to listen since he is the one in control.

At 11:21, Soul is speaking to Heart and Mind about how he would rather end them all than spend his life listening to them argue all the time.

[multifandomfn]

6:25 The part where they say "The kind of irony you'd read in.. Bi–ble, Sto–ries, maybe my existence might be by design." Is a smart phrase and really goes well together.