I think the song at 2:14:02 is well placed. It's a gradual hype up from the slower, more somber song which preceeds it. It's like watching clouds part after a rainstorm
Love ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤the beautiful music you play it touches my heart ❤️ my mind body and soul thank you for that take care you're friend Mike from Fayette Ohio have a good day
Love ❤️ the music you play it touches my heart my mind Bodie and soul thank you for that take care you're friend Mike from Fayette Ohio happy Friday 😊 😃 😀 😄
It's been more than 1 year that I watch this video, Sometimes life will not go easy on you but you need to resist and love a beautifull life with your love, family and frirnds, tell them you love them, and if anything to difficult happend to you, come here, chill with us for a sec and you will leave happy :)
There was a day, where my father had in speech spoke about his expectations of my care for his aging body. I replied in silence lacking judgement while he had the lack of understanding for how could he know what it truly takes to tend to another indefinitely. Around that same time, about five years later, the man who I had gained my education from as a young person having left the protection of my mother so I could gain the informative boost to discovering why our families had failed as I had lacked my own father to raise me. That man had stepped outside in the evening while I had collected my daughter's things to place into the car or perhaps to take away for him to place in the house, he had told me with the look of a child expecting a mother's embrace that he had cancer. To understand the importance of the moment, I was there when he had caused the cancer onto himself. We had stood outside on the balcony overlooking a pool rarely used as it was fully on display and I rarely was left vulnerable to others by my own choice for I knew what I looked like by the interests of others and the experiences I had faced. As the light had passed into the darkness of night coveted by the tall buildings from the street lights. He had told me about clove cigars-cigarettes, as being the most dangerous ones as they were known to cause cancer. Thus the moment had come upon us where he had looked at me with the desire of wanting to be loved, held close, as expected by his own mother, but I lacked pity despite my open loving support for him. I was upset as he had created such burdens upon me that I cannot imagine for one moment that he had truly loved me nor his child for he had tried to kill me so many years ago whether blunt force trauma, asphyxiation by his hand as he had read in a forum about tightness yet had looked like a child who was worried I would not wake up despite never agreeing to such things, and it had only gotten worse for that was before the child many years later. After the child the expectations placed upon me were quantified by the blunt forced trauma as the results started to show through, and despite telling him the hardships of my health with the cause he proceeded to add more burdens upon me with the support of his new wife and the support of the guardian ad litem. Thus despite such sad eyes which I had seen three times before as the tool which softened my heart into innocents yet I do not understand what he was expecting me to say or do upon the moment he told me that he had cancer, but I do understand the moment of knowing that I was there at the beginning giving him what I could despite the depletion of my finances, my happiness, my freedom, my love and all so his sadness could be addressed with a clean slate of starting a relationship anew with the best chances for the best outcome on his behalf. I didn't hate the man who hurt me, but I was tired of being tested against death. In never questioning his love or devotion, all I could see was the hardships he had placed upon me and had continued to place upon me, my children, my family, my happiness, yet if he didn't have parental custody of my children or access to my children then I would have never had thought a moment about him aside from having to face a prolonged death for something that wasn't my doing which has shortened the ability to be an athlete, to go the distance, or even to sleep as a housewife protected by the officer who sheltered me.
nostalgia noun nos·tal·gia nä-ˈstal-jə nə-, also nȯ-, nō-; nə-ˈstäl- 1 : a wistful or excessively sentimental yearning for return to or of some past period or irrecoverable condition also : something that evokes nostalgia 2 : the state of being homesick : HOMESICKNESS
Perfect synth for getting things done. It's even auto-played in some of my TTRPG background playlists and smoothed the vibe over. Thank you. Is there any to get this (or similar) art as 3840x1080 wallpaper? The city with the 80's/outrun sun is perfection.
Riding the neon waves of this synth journey, I've found a rare kind of peace that transcends time. It's not just music; it's a portal to a different dimension where every beat aligns with the heart's own rhythm. If you're reading this, let's take a moment to appreciate the artists who craft these sonic landscapes and the memories we create while lost in their world. 🌃🎶✨ #TimelessVibes
