Everywhere at the end of time in 7 minutes 

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when you wanna listen to everywhere at the end of time in one sitting but have adhd

adhd-friendly everywhere at the end of time

This whole album just feels like a jump scare that never comes.

i feel guilty not being able to sit for 6 hours while many people suffering from actual dementia have been fading for years

this is the version for people with a 3 minute attention span

“Yo pass the aux” “You better not play trash”

The saddest thing about dementia is when people are about to die , they remember some parts of their life, and have even been able to speak and breathe as if they never had dementia.

Me: “What a lovey little song.” *7 minutes later* Me: “What a lovely little song.” *7 minutes later* Me: “What a lovey little song.” *7 minutes later* Me: “What a lovely little song.” *7 minutes later*

the fact that i keep forgetting the name of this album is unreasonably ironic

what if you wanted to go to heaven but god said *Post-Awareness Stage 6 is without description.*

When you want to suffer but your school only gives you ten min breaks between classes

One of the hardest things you will ever have to do is grieve the loss of a person who is still alive.

even the speed run is horrifying oh my god.

*DEMENTIA SPEEDRUN **6:49** LETS GOOOOOO*

You know that feeling when you have a really vague memory of a dream. Like, you don’t know when you had that dream, what happened in it, who was in it, or where you were, but you still remember a few vague details? Now imagine that happening with your real-life memories. Imagine being in a room you don’t recognize, surrounded by strangers, and you sense that they’re important but you can’t remember why...

0:07 stage 1 0:43 stage 2 1:36 stage 3 2:33 stage 4 3:22 stage 5 4:04 stage 6 5:10 terminal lucidity (suddenly regaining all memories briefly before death) 6:31 death

Now imagine this is stretched out over several hours, days, weeks, months, years, decades.

everything's gangsta until everything's gangsta until....

I'm a psychology student, and I specialize in older people. I'm currently on my apprenticeship, in a hospital, where we see a lot of old people who have been labeled as possibly having cognitive issues. Our role is to talk to them to get a better idea of their case, and make them take tests in order to determine whether or not the cognitive deficits can be observed. It began to be a very mundane thing after a month or two, and I forgot what I was really doing to them and their families. If we can detect a neuro degenerative, I forgot what I does to them, and how hopeless we all are against dementia. I feel so shitty

this will definitely come off weird, but im happy my grandma died without having dementia. i loved her to pieces, and even to this day shes the only parental figure that seemed to genuinely care for me.

Everywhere at the End of Time but you’re out of time

it gets too political at stage 4

this album feels like playing Garrys mod alone....... and I can’t seem to explain it

The last two minutes sounds like an angelic choir. As if you’re being called home. The end is near and it’s time to wake up.

Imagine: you’re in your 80’s and it’s the final stage of dementia. you cannot remember anything or anyone hell, you can’t even remember how to eat or write or do any other basic human functions! All you remember is carti’s verse in Earthquake.

"This is a certified hood...uh...certified hood...um...certified...certified...what was I saying?"

(My interperetation) As the video goes on, it's like the songs themselves are having trouble remembering the original melody. It gets more chaotic as it progressively forgets which part of the tune is when. And then there's the loud and intrusive parts, trying to fit back into order again, but don't know where to be. Eventually, it just gives up; leaving empty ambience. And then the angels come to take it away, it was told it was one of the best.

this makes me think about my grandma a lot. in the past 2 years her physical and mental state have been degrading so quickly. i remember when she used to pick me up from school, and she used to walk faster than me. i remember when, every morning, when i was a lot younger, she got on the 7 am train to get to my house and then walk me to school. i used to talk about that a lot with my mum, and mention how despite her age she was so very healthy. she agreed with me. back then, i thought it'd always be like that. i thought my grandma was special, because my friends often talked about how their grandmas weren't very physically active, and about how they needed their time to do their things - i'd laugh and tell them my grandma got things done faster than me or my mom did. nowadays, she can't walk. she can't move her legs at all. she can barely write or move any part of her body. she's constantly trembling. she's in a nursing home, despite how, when i was younger, i promised her i'd never let her go to one. i promised her she'd be with us forever, and i promised everything would always be the way it was back then. and she's still lucid. she can see herself deteriorate. she can feel her mind losing control over her body. she still remembers when she used to play with me, and she talks about that a lot. she cries over it often. and i cry, too. thing is - she's not going to be lucid for much longer. she's starting to forget things, like her full name or her birthday. she has no perception of time anymore, and thinks that things that happened weeks ago were years or months ago instead. her body is so deteriorated, soon her mind will be, too. and at this point, i think that's the best for her, despite of how painful it will be for all of us that deeply care about her. she doesn't deserve to see herself crumble any longer. if youre going through anything like this as well, i'm very sorry. please stay strong!

this is a certified hood classic

This is perfect for when you want to suffer but don't have a lot of time

I’ve listened to the entire album, and I always come back and listen to this shortened version once in a while to remind myself of how privileged I am to be able to remember, to think, to be me. Isn’t it ironic that us able minded people always “forget” how privileged we are…

as someone who's been having memory issues, this haunts me everyday whenever someone discuss with you about what you did in the past, laughing with friends while I'm the only one there who's beginning to develop anxiety and fear as I have zero recollection of that event. Slowly fading away in the crowd while they all remember, I don't. Pitch dark submerged into abyss as their voices echos ever so slowly and faded away. Do note that I'm in my 20s and I lost almost all of my memories from past, childhood, highschool, college, and sometimes yesterday.

Playing this at double speed to beat everyone else's dementia speed run times.

Ah yes because my one gripe with dementia was that the process was too slow. Now i have the pleasure to experience it all in less than 7 min. Thanks!

Imagine someone in the year 2080 recreates the concept of this song but with the oldies of their generation, gonna be Drake and Travis Scott songs 💀

I had to watch both of my grandparents go through the stages of Alzheimer's and it was horrifying. When it started getting bad for my grandpa, I had been away at college and hadn't seen him in a year, and when I came home to visit for the holidays I had to lock myself in the bathroom and quietly sob. It was so hard to see my Papa so frail and confused. Near the end of his life he was talking about seeing shadow people in the house, and his mind was deteriorated to the point he was almost child like. My Nana only lasted a year after he passed away, and would wake up multiple times each night crying out for him, or for her dog that had passed away months ago. The last week of her life, she didn't eat, speak, get up... Alzheimer's is one of the most terrifying diseases out there, it really is just so sad what it does to someone. :(

when you're eating cereal at 3am

I love how my generation can listen to this and then be like... “This is a certified hood classic”

I love you dad and I'm always gonna be here, even at the end of time..

I know it's about dementia, but around 3 minutes in it felt like someone who was beginning to realize their reality wasn't real and they are desperately trying to wake up, with what seems like ventilators sounds and all.

Well this just became the most depressing poo ever

what if i'm 80 and the only thing i can remember is how to make a pickaxe in minecraft

Honestly I'd rather die than have all my memories lost. Forgetting everyone you love, and forgetting who you are just sounds horrifying

I'm more terrified by the fact that if my mom haves demetia. She wouldn't remeber me at some point of her life. All of those moments, those smiles, forgotten. My grandma haves it, my mom probably haves it and i probably have it. That's the reason why i write all my thoughts in notes, leave something in the world and take something for me, forever.

A good way to stave off dementia is to continually learn things throughout your life, learning a new language at a late age is a good way to stimulate your brain, and lower the chances of you getting dementia later in your life.

If this is this bad I can't even imagine how terrifying the 6 hour version is...

1:14 that glimpse of terminal lucidity sent chills down my spine

5:11 As he succumbed to forgetting everything he'd ever known, his suffering was no longer. Eternal peace.

“I’d rather lose my life than have to lose myself.” - George Watsky

Of course this gets recommended to me after I spend 6 hours listening to the complete edition in one sitting

This made me remember my grandmother, who suffered dementia, used to talk to her when i was a kid, she just would answer nonsense, but from time to time she would barely recognize me. Tonight is the 1st time in my 26 years alive i realize how sad it was.

Imagine being 80 on your deathbed and not remembering a generic 2010's song but instead remembering all the generic top comments on this video

Honestly I think the scariest part about this is that the song you hear at the end isn’t the original tune that you’ve been hearing through all of the stages

I listened to the god-awful 6 hour-version of this and it was excruciating. I don’t fear of getting old or fear of dying, but I fear that I lose the ability of feeling of being myself. While I was writing my homework and listening to this, I thought “what if one day I forgot how to write? What if I forgot how to speak or how to walk or how to eat my favourite meals?” I wish I die along with my memory instead of my memory dying first.

Hey in case anyone is watching this and feels panicky or off in general and doesn't know what to do, pause the video, turn it off, remove it from your watched list if you need to, and go get some water or something to eat. Wrap yourself in comfy blankets, cuddle your pet if you have one. If you feel close to a panic attack or anything similar, splash some cold water on your face, like, ice cold. It shocks your nervous system for a bit and gives your brain some time to calm down. Take care of yourself, because someone out there loves you. And if no one comes to mind, I love you, random stranger on the internet. Enjoy the rest of your day/night.

as crazy as it sounds, i feel like i can understand the torture of dementia. recognizing the slow changes in atmosphere that occur, i could piece together what each change represented. and since it’s late as fuck, i’m gonna give my best shot at describing it all, and what I THINK it meant. tune 1. with the recent knowledge that you have dementia, a tole drips upon you. positive, and negative mind sets, both most likely mature, consume you. time is all of a sudden on your mind, as it ticks away, you know that everything you experience, and have in the past, will suddenly have not happened, at least to you. you try to spend time with people around you. tune 2/change 1: it’s most likely been some time since you’ve been diagnosed with dementia. maybe you haven’t noticed anything yet, maybe you have a small family. or maybe it’s already been taking effect on your memory. maybe family gatherings that were arranged in a desperate attempt at making the most time with you as possible before you are lost, you don’t recognize some people. maybe they are nephews you never saw often, cousins that moved away so many years ago. maybe in conversations with relatives or friends about things you all did in the past doesn’t sound too familiar or even come to mind at all. the joyful aura of seeing people who should mean so much to you, fades. all of a sudden they don’t give you the same feeling they used to. but you can’t name why. tune 5/change 4: everyone begins to seem the same, people approach you claiming they know you, but you can’t put a pin on who they are. those memories are still there somewhere, but you get nothing from them anymore. it’s mentally exhausting. at this point you might end up in the hospital, due to a family member sending you there. you don’t know why you’re even there, but you’ve definitely been there before, if it’s one you’ve been to. tune 6/change 5: everything begins to move so fast, everybody you see makes you feel the same. maybe you developed a tendency to zone out, completely lose track of everything. you might know where you are, but never why. people begin ignoring you. some people will come to visit you, often sobbing or trying to “get to you” they ask you if you remember them, which is so odd to you. you know that there is a reason why they would do this, but you have no idea. there is a dreadful feeling that gloom’s over you because sometimes you get a feeling of recognition to them, maybe their name, but nothing about them. tune7/change 6: you nearly lose yourself. your tendency to zone out consumes time. everything is loud but you can’t pay mind to it. everything that’s ever happened in your life is in the back of your head, like a word you can’t quite remember. you can still do simple things, you’re functioning in a world that is so familiar, but have no feelings towards. tune 9/change 8: empty. you have no recognition of anything. family and friends that come to visit you are almost watering a dead plant. you come to them and you don’t know them at all. unintentionally hurting them by doing things like asking, “where is my sister” when she is directly in front of you. and you don’t know it. the tv shows you watch everyday, and the food you eat everyday, are the only things you can recall ever having a “relationship” with. (remaining 1 and a half minutes) you eat, watch tv, and sleep. with no sense of where you are, why you are, or who you are. this doesn’t bother you because you are almost incapable of thinking. nothing triggers you to remember anything. doctors talk to you and you sit in idle. maybe you want to respond, but you can’t. because there is a rope on your mind. maybe you can’t even speak anymore. family members aren’t coming to visit anymore, but you don’t know that. that’s what i “learned” after listening to this 3 times over again. i can imagine the strain this would have on a mind who is slowly losing themself without any control of it. it’s dreadful. i’m sorry to everyone who has had a family member or a friend suffer from dementia.

How is this scary 🙄🙄🙄 the demon in the corner of my room says its perfectly good song

This isnt depressing this is horrifying.

I have never heard the full thing,but this almost brought me to tears so I can’t imagine my reaction to the whole album

I was 16, almost 17 when I met my great-grandmother on my dad’s side for the first time. She lives down South and I’m from the upper Midwest, and my dad hadn’t seen her since the 80s. But she knew all about me. It was a beautiful week getting to know this whole side of my family, and to meet this absolute gem of a person who I think about now every day. Tomorrow I turn 23 and I haven’t seen my great-grandmother since that week, but I know she’s now living with dementia. We don’t know how far along it is; the family down there likes to keep things pretty tight-lipped. I’ve been wanting to fly my dad and I down there to see them and her again, but I’m deeply afraid she won’t know who I am anymore. I wasn’t old enough to understand what that really meant with my great-grandmother on my mom’s side when she was still around, but now that I do, the thought’s heartbreaking. This work is haunting.

POV: You’re trying to hide in the comment section

When the imposter is, uhh... They're umm... they are, uhhhhh...

I just listened to this playing on the stereo of my 1986 Lincoln Town Car. The feeling is something I can not put into words.

The bit that I couldn't shake off for days is at 3:40. I've been thinking about my grandmother a lot this winter. I think I'll gather the family and visit her as soon as possible.

okay, i looked away for a few minutes and realized the picture was slowly zooming in..creeped me the hell out

EW THE PICTURE IS COMING CLOSER

"You have six minutes and fifty seconds left to live.... I'm so sorry." "Will it hurt?" "I don't know, but no matter what, we'll see it through, to the end." "...Thank you."

I listened to all 6 1/2 hours of this album. The first few tunes I remembered, but the rest I completely forgot about, except for that singing at the end. That ending nearly made me cry, and I almost never cry. This has really been an album that stuck with me. Props to The Caretaker for putting together this masterpiece of art.

Smoking is an efficient way to speedrun life.

message to self: please, don’t re-watch this at 4 am...

I love this, ive listened the entire album a year back when me and some of my friends were doing a sleepless week challange, all of them failed by night 5 and ive listened to the entire album at night 6 and 7 completely, listening to this reminds me of the original album, i can almost remember the entire thing while listening to this, *almost*...

Caretaker but only heartaches with just a burning memory trying desperately to stop being forgotten

i feel like in the long version it progressed so slowly that it just felt like drifting into a sleep, and the scary sounding statics only reminded me of horror games, so it didn’t affect me a ton. in this one, having it all layer out and going by so fast feels like you didn’t have time to say goodbye to anyone and something as precious as life was just taken from you in a matter of 7 minutes.

imagine at Place in the World Fades Away you just hear "yo pierre you wanna come out here" Edit: Likes, and yes, it will be a carti feature.

One lives in fear of getting this disease, slowly but progressively losing your memory of that cherished life you once had, and you have to acknowledge the fact that all those memories you had were "just a burning memory" now.

Its awkward how it sounds super happy and nostalgic from the beginning, but then the music slowly starts to distort as you forget what the original tune was, and then all the good tunes just fade away into static, and you cant remember or enjoy it anymore

0:06 stage 1: just vibing 1:30 stage 2: ok not vibing anymore 2:18 stage 3: this is getting creepy 3:20 stage 4: oh no 4:25 stage 5: ewhre ma i 5:08 stage 6:

Anybody just feel alone when the music stops?

I realise this is supposed to be a really deep exposition of dementia through music, but all i can think about is someone getting increasingly drunk

I finally listened to this. Only the short version. It’s a song to powerful to describe in words. The horror and fear while hearing those warped sounds of static, voices and the distant echo of music truly horrified me. It’s such an immense fear and sense of hopelessness, not just for you but for everyone else. It makes you realize the things that other people go through. It’s so easy to say memory loss or confusion, but to experience it is nearly impossible. --- to cut this short: this song made me cry REAL tears. Tears from The fear, the guilt, the overall pain. If you have lost a loved one then this will only be worse.

"you cant tell a story in a song with no words!" The Caretaker: Hold my beer ... hey why are you holding my beer give that back.

Imagine at the end it just said “you just got coconut malled”

The constant theme of doors closing and fading, and the imagery the sound gives when your mind wanders gives such a hopeless eery feeling.

When my grandmother was dealing with dementia, there was a moment of lucidity I'll hold onto the rest of my life. When I was a child maybe 4 or 5, she and I would dance around the dining room table to the tune of the intro of the cartoon movie of Robin Hood. When she was fading, we took her in her wheelchair outside to look at her garden, I sat next to her and started to hum that theme song and I saw the light in her eye as she looked at me and squeezed my hand in hers and just like that, she was gone again. She passed a few months later, afterwards my aunts were talking to me and told me that was the last time she had any clarity. I miss all of my grandparents and I know I'll see them again when it's my time to go.

several top comments be like: Imagine you're (insert number after 60) and you are (describe your mind withering away) and all you remember is (insert 21st century pop song)

YOO THIS THE ADHD VERSION JUST FOR ME YEE

Yo dementia 7 minut speedrun world record

That scared the hell out of me Can’t wait to listen to the full version

it feels like it's getting harder to breathe when the music suddenly stops

My grandmother has dementia. I found out she died 2 hours ago. Now this gets recommended

Terminal Lucidity is what gets me, it’s taunting. Forgetting everything and remembering it before it’s all over. Like death is laughing in your face.

The emotion of fear, with the feeling of nostalgia, and the unnerving sensation of knowing that *something* is missing

It doesn't compare to the original, but still really good in my opinion, especially for 6 minutes

It's like the musical equivalent of a stroke

This song just helped me fully remember the contents of the only nightmare I've ever had about 8 years ago, since it perfectly captures the emotion the nightmare embodied.

A whole 6 and a half hours of my life crammed into a tiny little 7 min box. *it makes me breath a long deep sigh*

this is for the people who can't stand listening to the 6 whole hours but trust me, listening to the whole project is worth it. i had a great experience although it creeped me out.

Omg i was listening to this and then my headphones were running low so they went “PLEASE CHARGE ME” really loud

the fact that everyone in this comment section makes jokes to not focus on the fact that we're all going to die alone without even knowing that we were loved once