I want to try making music only with my MIDI instruments. I've got the keyboard, drumpad, "guitar", microphone - one man band. Might help shake off the writers block.
@@marcus_ml oh my gosh thats so sweet, I'd love that! And youre right, why not in this universe. If you use discord, I made a server (link in discription) its very much in its infancy but you have to start somewhere right? So here I am. Starting.
Hello, I commented earlier, but it is a different day now, and I want to talk about it. I have been feeling really good, I am worrying less about my problems and I am focusing more on things I want to do. Recently I made a minecraft video on my channel and it has a couple hundred views. I don't really care about the numbers that much. but people commented and it was nice to interact with them. Anyway how are you doing?
Hey good to see you back! I was wondering where the second channel you mentioned was. I think thats a great mindset, and I'm glad you're finding some success! I'm doing alright, its here and there you know how it goes. I'm a bit nervous, I just reworked my discord channel and its kinda scary put yourself out there and having nothing reach back. But we'll see. I'd love to have a fellow creator! discord.gg/yVZjcTbx4Z
I'm an artist and that part about daydreaming made me feel so understood. I thank youtube for recommending your channel, it's truly a work of art. I love this poem and the way you read it I wish you luck in everything you do. I will continue to watch and support <3
Thank you so much for your words. It's easy to see everyone from the outside, but we never see each other's dreams unless they share them. And its scary, to be visible like that. Thank you for letting my shared dream reach you.
I'm glad you found me too. Sounds selfish but I'm always in some whirlwind of 'not fitting in.' Your belonging makes my belonging. If that makes sense? But of course, thank you for sharing this moment with me and letting me know you for just a moment.
I had a pretty good day. My friends have drama with this girl, and apparently they had to explain to the principal staff what a gyatt is, so that's pretty funny. I was excited to get home because I wanted to watch new the monument mythos video today. I am happy that the newest video isn't the finale because ....I don't get it all. I enjoy the series though. I also made a video on my second channel. My father wanted me to record myself and talk about my day, so that's what I do. The point is to show progress in my life, I guess. I think that is all I can think of at the moment. Life can be scary a lot of the time, but my father has been encouraging me to no longer be afraid. Progress is slow, but I think it is progress nonetheless. I think I am going to watch a movie with him later. Anyway, that's all. I hope you have a good weekend.
Thank you for sharing, truly. I've started saying 'truly' alot recently, almost like "thank you" doesn't mean enough any more so I have to add some extra flavor. I haven't heard of this series but I did a quick google, saw a spoiler warning and just a few images - very curious, will check it out. A video diary is a great idea. I used to talk into a voice recorder I had. Theres hours and hours of me talking about everything, and nothing. It helps. Today while moving stuff I was looking back on what I used to write in school. I always liked talking to my future self, and responding back to my past. I'm glad I get to still honor that person, who I was some years ago, but show them how I've evolved since then. (Hey look, its future me re-reading this comment next week. Hi me!) Slow and scary sounds about right, but an upwards trend is still a win. Thank you.
When I start something new it's always easy to begin. And not begin in as actually doing anything, for before any muscle moves the brain must tell it to do so. And who can say what neurons flash in such an order as to consider the start of something new, but from my experience it's never much trouble at all. I'm not sure about you but I feel as if I spend more time daydreaming and fantasizing about the constant nagging of my neurons than I spend doing anything real. You can spend so much time there you’d eventually consider that it may as well be real. Everything we see, hear, smell, do, feelings and actions and senses take place in the same organ that dreams of riches and unicorns and life somewhere else. It can be the most real thing you know until the very moment it leaves your lips. To cast your subjectivity into the hands of another subjective being is to speak to them a language they’ve never known. How many times have I looked at the camera and pressed my lips when I've heard another brain speak so differently than mine? You dream alone but you never realize it until the dream is already gone. To hold on to my waking dreams, and be surrounded by all that I know. I’d dream of a glass tower. If you’d venture to reach the top you’d never make it, unless you were already there. To look down from such a construct and wonder what it’d be like, to try and venture up. To feel blessed to be there, but cursed to never make it there, or even try. I’d cling to the warped reflections that would keep me steady in place. You can feel the wind as it presses the attack, and nothing is less comforting then hope to keep it at bay. Perhaps, to not be so high, to venture up instead. Our tower is beautiful, but fragile all the same. I lack the neck to see it, so maybe it isn’t beautiful really, but it must be. For, else why would we be here? Perhaps to venture up, I’d see it. Perhaps not to try at all, and never fear the falling. I’d spend my nights being afraid about not fearing the falling, if once i’d left i’d never make it back. I think I'll just cling to the slippery surface and ask the wind to not tell the rain I’m here. Only until you’ve started does the trial set in. How do I move forward? Will I go back and correct errors along the way, after I’ve learned more than I do now? What am I trying to gain, and could I gain it if I tried. Perhaps we should stop, for I cannot fail if I have not tried. Though wouldn’t you tell me that to fail is to grow. Tell me that I couldn’t have walked if I had never fallen. Say again how the teacher says try again and apply yourself more. Shatter my eardrums with the reminder of how we overcame tragedy in the past. To fail is to survive and to succeed is to thrive. To which I'd say I've never thrived in my quest to survive. But it's all so vague, and to be completely honest I have no idea what I mean. But the rain found out and told the darkness too. The light’s so small I can't find it behind these pillars of glass. When my eyes think they’ve found it my touch laughs back at me once again. I’d always liked the sound of rain, unless it was against the top of my brow. The sound is always richer when you hear it against your skull. Fear twists to terror when the skull of my speech is more fragile than this throne I call home. And further then this throne is more brittle and weak then the stone that holds it underneath. Or perhaps it isn’t stone, maybe something else. But I think it must be. Or how else could we still be standing. I’ll cling tightly to anything I can feel, and hope the weather lets me go. But to be completely honest, I haven’t the slightest idea how to be completely honest. Slighter still how to be complete or honest. I’ve only barely begun and it's time to stop. The bell has rung and it's time to go home. Its tradition by now, this minute’s venture was never meant to become something. After all, the neurons flaring all on their own was never the part that required anything from me. Horrid if I did, and let this language leave my lips, to shun its reality and scream from inside it, given all the hollow space it has for me to wail inside most uncomfortably. And don’t forget, you’ve signed the papers, to speak your intent is only to ensure its demise, you along with it. Really, if you’re listening closely, you must be more lost than I am. But curse this dreadful tower and these elements of the world so bent on my demise. Curse, rage, scream, that I’m here, who am I so pompous and conceited to call this a throne to look down on those that could not venture here. This world is upside down, its spins on this heavy axis. I fear that I perceive to be atop it when I’ve truly pulled it down, but I lack the eyes to see it for sure. I must be at the top, I must, but of course I am not. I hang against the gravity of this glass tower, at the very abyss of possible consciousness. I look up and wonder what it might be like to be up there. For those up there must have always been up there. No one could possibly venture up from this far down. I’ll think about trying. Maybe I might start. I’ll think about starting. I’ll cling to the cold glass, and dream about venturing up.
genuinely really love this! i relate to many aspects, especially the doubt in the texts. Please do make more stuff, or share your unpublished stuff. I'm very much subscribed :Ddd
if you’re here… why? I don’t know. The world feels more real when you can see the people in it. I have no idea who you are, I’ve only been given a handful of facts, but I feel better for knowing. Feel like I’ve met someone real. -I’m procrastinating something important right now -It’s snowing in front of my window, it’s beautiful -there’s a colour swatch in front of me, the first colour is called ‘Vivid Reddish Purple’ There, now I’m real too. Good luck out there man, whoever you are
wow how the f did I come across to this. But I will stay to see the channels's growth cause it definitely will since u somehow broke the algorithm nice job🎉
I feel lucky to have stumbled here! I think your art is fantastic and would love to see something that blends the geometric shapes with the horror creatures :)
this is a great video. the video as a whole is good art and i like the art in it too :))) what ive seen of your experiences seem surprisingly similar to mine haha (like, things really got bad in 7th grade, pen drawings to cope, etc.) so hi, i resonated with this, keep sharing the things you make and hanging in there :)) <3 !!!
Just finally calmed down from ulcer inducing anxiety all day I been shaking and. Sweating and having chest pains all day, thanks for posting makes me feel more normal and less alone and crazy
I love this video so much because it just shows a human experience. Though with the drawings I cringed a little, not because they were bad, but because it reminds me of the stages in my art where I don’t have motivation and I just try to put things down on paper that I think of in my head but they never come out how I like them. Stay true to yourself dude and never change for anyone ❤
Your mask is a very interesting design by the way. I like how the forehead seems like a smaller version of the whole. I hope you are well. I used to draw similar art but mine was often based off metal album covers. I love metal music. Do you?
For those who scrolled down after watching: Truly from my soul, thank you. I don't entirely understand how people came to this video. (Something something algorithm) I can't use any other word to describe this video other then 'genuine.' Which is something I haven't always shared I suppose. I've made so many things and never shared them. I'd like to change that, so thank you for this encouragement. Take care.
There’s always something so interesting about videos like this with very little views that contains such insights that would be lost without it. Theres more to this but we will never fully know it. Love the video
I love videos like this, really unpopular or unremarkable, but it captivated my full attention the whole time. it really tells a story and a sort of raw way without feeling like it’s trying to be for someone.
