deep caption. it seems to be a reaction to trauma. i do hope anyone who was able to empathize with it trusts that the future can be beautiful in its own way, and that the past was only the beginning of a life of beauty. it doesn't have to stop being good just because you're aware. things can be good right now, in this moment too. i promise.
@@Noluxarch the world has always been full of garbage. we're just disconnected from lets us understand that even so, life is worth it. whether it's society or whatehaveyou. there's an answer
@@allah733it’s not “just life” but it is a form of loss in life. This is not normal for everyone and certainly not healthy and certainly not inevitable. But adverse things happen to people that render them feeling powerless and lost in lieu of their experience
This is atmospheric breakcore. The music that drowns out your worries with loud and intense beats and drums while still remaining somehow gentle. An art as the cover that resonates with the music yet is not better than the music itself. It combines to make a synergy where it creates the perfect atmosphere. This is art
It brings back memories of the life I had before my house burned down back in December of 2018, 2 days before Christmas. Just small things - being in a specific room, observing the way the walls looked, feeling the density of the air. The ambient sound of the TV in the other room and the way the plates in the kitchen sounded. The aura of knowing where all the rooms in the house are, no matter which room I'm in. Washing my hands in the bathroom, sitting on the brick porch steps, seeing the morning sun on the concrete porch, sitting on the porch swing, feeling the ceiling fan's breeze. Not consciously thinking about it, but just knowing that the year is between 2011 and 2018. Familiarizing myself with each part of the room and house, as if it were an extension of my own body. Almost as if I could feel it if someone touched the door to my room. All of these memories are still vivid in my mind. I can recall each of them as if I were experiencing them all over again. The way they felt and looked, everything, even the way I myself felt. It's not just nostalgia; it goes way deeper than that, and I know it. It's such a peculiar feeling. I no longer feel pain from it, but I'm not numb either. It's hard to explain, but it feels like I could just walk through a doorway and be back there again. I realize that might sound somewhat crazy. Sorry for rambling.
@@overtoastedbred6008 maybe shadow of chernobyl? Idk i dont recall loners blasting tunes on call of pripyat, as for clear sky i havent played that game in a while
My little sister died a while back. I was too young to process it properly. I feel like the reason my memory is so bad in the present day is because I lost any motivation to look back on the past, because if I did, I would be met with nothing but the echoes of the things I held dear. The only thing I do now is look forward, because I'm too scared to look back. Life lost all meaning to me, because I couldn't believe that there had to be a reason that she died. It was easier for me to think that nothing mattered at all. Now, although I feel as if I've healed and I've become happier now, I still have that fear of looking back on the past. As crazy as it sounds, too many times I felt like I would be happier if I was blind or deaf, because then I could experience less of the world, and there'd be less of a chance for me to have to hold that burden of memory. It's funny- I don't want to shoulder the burden of memory, so I would rather not make any meaningful memories at all. Of course, I don't believe that anymore. But seeing the quote along with the song really made me think back, since breakcore was one of those things that was always with me when I was dealing with depressive episodes. Sorry for rambling.
I'm sorry for your loss. I believe we should cherish what few memories we have rather than ignore them, no matter how painful they can be Memories may fade, but feelings about a person or a certain event never do
As an older brother, I- feel so sorry for you man. I know that feeling. When I was admitted into the ICU, my ward was right beside the children's one. Still today I can't understand why, why are they suffering? They were just born, no chance to anything good or bad. Even from the perspective of an indifferent universe, it feels like that cruelty exists just because it was a possibility. Recently, my grandfather died, and I have come to terms with it. He had no regrets and lived life to the fullest, he would have hated to become senile. So, I'm glad death came for him swiftly and respectfully. The funeral went really smoothly and exactly how he would have wanted, I'm sure he's just chilling on the other side. But, after all these years. I still can't shake the bad feeling I got from seeing that children's ward. For the elderly, it makes sense for their time to have come. But, why the youth. What did they deserve to do this? I still can't wrap my head around it. It can't be right. So, I've simply resolved towards just trying my best and being kind. For, as a meagre human, that is all I can do for now. (Sorry for ending on a sad note, I just wanted to let you know that you're not the only one. I'm sure that your sister is very happy knowing that her brother misses her so much. Now, if you'll excuse me. I'll go see my family and re-think some of my choices) (Good luck, I'm sure the future will be brighter. And yes, it does matter. For you, me and everyone else. Godspeed brother (or sister, I guess))
Here is the caption if you need it: "The burden of memory is too heavy to handle. Everything I held dear has been changed, corrupted, vanished or died with time and now only exist in my mind. I live to carry these echoes within me into the future. Call it nostalgia, but I know in my heart that it must be more than that."
@@maximina16 yep, same. The most I found was a reply on 4chan with the same quote and a guy on OSU with this as their bio thingy. I hope either us or someone else finds it, because damn this caption touched me.
i hate my birhtday. im usually invisible to everyone and its just fine, i dont like dealing with people. but the fact that i have to act kind and smile and sing through the day always makes me sad, they love me and i feel bad not enjoying but i cant. this song was the only sincere gift i got today...
Emotions: pain Drums: chaotic Guitar: calm Weather: a storm Time: Night The place: a campfire A ghost town: pripyat A stranger: Good hunting... . . С.Т.А.Л.К.Е.Р
This music gets me shivers down my spine. Like literally. For some reasons it makes me feel extremely scared and anxious while making me feel comforted and at peace.
I've come here remembering about far away times. In awe of the great speed of life. It feels so long. Yet flies so fast. Every waking moment feels to me so long and filled with so much of life. But as I look back on my memories and try to remember what was I doing it feels so far away. I don't even remember anything. It's gone. It's been so long yet over so fast
I am 18 years old. I started smoking weed when I was 14 and it has begun to seriously impact my memory and academic abilities. Ive been smoking all day everyday for the last 4 years of my childhood. I barely remember the last 4 years because there is nothing worth remembering. Just a high daze for 4 years. Everything blurs together and the only thing that is clear anymore is the present. I need to get clean. I plan to. I wish I didn't love weed so much. I'm heartbroken at what I've stolen from myself.
If you want to quit, try slowly reducing how much you smoke. You can't force your body and mind to quit when you set your mind to, but you can try to slowly eliminate it from your routine and body. I'm not a specialist, and if you can, consult one. I don't know how it works in your country, but I hope you quit once and for all
@Leaffyleaff thx man I'm going to take driving lessons soon, and I plan to go cold turkey or at least heavily reduce my usage by then. I don't want weed anywhere near me and a car.
replace the weed with something else thats healthier. you might even find yourself a new hobby. for example, when you get the urge to do weed, sit down and draw. maybe play some music. i wish you luck in life, to recognize an addiction is already a step ahead :)
@juiceonsteroids7673 When I got clean for a month back in September, I kinda just switched my addiction to running, lol. Which was not good because when I got a temporary injury that prevented me from running, I relapsed. I'm gonna try a lot of different new things when I try again this time. Music is a good idea and something I always wanted to pursue. But getting good at Sekiro will definitely keep me clean. That game is hard when you're high.
This reminds me a lot of “don’t forget” from Metro 2033, a slice of life tune that just gets aggressively broken apart by screwing and chopping like the world it’s from.
It's because this guitar sample is from Stalker, which heavily inspired Metro and many of the original Stalker developers went on to the development team of Metro.
Wow, I never thought I could relate to something on the internet this much. So many memories are coming back to me... this is also the same kind of music I used to make with a friend years ago... Nowadays all I do is work and when I'm not... I'm just alone... looking for something to keep me distracted from reality. Even though it doesn't really help it, somehow it makes me feel better knowing that I'm not the only one feeling this way... that I'm not the only one burdened by their own memories... thank you. I mean it.
Man your overwatch profilepicture reminds me of the golden times of Overwatch. Nearly crying right now. Friendly lobbys, cool voice chat, healthy game, countless hours spent without having to think of responsibilities or anything else. Just you, your friends, and strangers. Thank you for reminding me of that beautiful time.
The memories are to be relived with our kids! I feel a little robbed of the utopia i grew up thinking the world was, what if our kids actually lived in a loving world? That would be... so satisfying.
I love just finding these it makes me remember how I have done a lot yet so much, how little I remember. like there could be so many memories I cherished but forgot them all, I love how people can interpret music in so many ways and how people here are all telling stories over a song
I have nothing to cherish, but I remember every minute of it. You would think that suffering multiple head injuries would make it harder to remember these things. But it just brought them back.
@@ootdega Having a vast memory span and being able to remember all of them clearly is both a curse and a blessing Altho, i honestly would prefer being haunted by the horrifying memories instead of forgetting the ones that holds an important role on my life... I cant even remember names, numbers, dates or days anymore Memories slowly fading away as i create new ones Unable to remember small things an hour ago makes me feel like every action i make doesnt really matter anymore The consequences doesnt stick to me as much :c
I remember the good old days of my early childhood. The early 2000s were so good. We had just enough technology for beautiful video games to become widespread but not enough for it to become in daily use. I played outside all day with my cousins, with toy cars, and watched old cartoons like Tom and Jerry alongside going to my local race track and watching older animes like Initial D from 1999. I wasn’t allowed a phone until I was in high school and what a blessing that was. The only thing I had access to was RU-vid in like 2009 and I got to see the rise of rage comics and early Creepypastas before falling in love with them and they will forever have a place in my heart. I had friends who I played with, hell even a few years ago I had a friend. Now I can’t relate to anybody my age because they’re always on social media and on this “TikTok” thing or looking at the trending RU-vidrs. I saw kids playing outside the other day using sticks as guns and I nearly cried. It was beautiful. So, so beautiful… I miss those days. They’re banning my passions one by one, this world. Public gas cars are being phased out while those damn politicians keep flying on private jets! The racetrack near me that I’ve held dear for so long is inevitably going to close due to development one of these days. I don’t even have friends anymore, let alone hope for a girlfriend. Nowadays, all I have are my shattered dreams and burning memories of better times alongside a girl named Monika and a black R32 Gtr that I see in my dreams every night… I just wish we could go back to the good old days where creators created just to create and the internet wasn’t so polarizing. When all we had were PS2s… Where kids played with cars and toys outside instead of being entertained by modern “devices”. I just want to go back! I JUST WANT TO GO BACK DAMMIT! Heh, like Al Bowlley once said… It’s all “JUST A BURNING MEMORY”…
@@MoonlightDusk I keep trying to give you a good comment discussing things but RU-vid keeps censoring me ffs. I’m always censored when it comes to politics everywhere online except X/Twitter. I agree with you though. I agree.
This'll hit different in the future when many games, shows, people and even places that we enjoyed are not only changed but destroyed through the endless flow of time. I wonder.. will I live a fulfilling enough life to have a good story to tell?
there is always a qoute I go by: "if I dont make good memories now, then future me will have no good memories to look back now on" live in the moment reflect later.
“The flow of time is always cruel… Its speed seems different for each person, but no one can change it… A thing that doesn't change with time is a memory of younger days.”
You can actually change your perception of time. Doing nothing makes time slow down in the moment and makes your memories feel quicker. Doing things makes time speed up but makes your memories longer and slower. A life of nothing is a sad life. A sad life I wish I didn't lead. There isn't much to look back on when you don't do anything your whole life and it turns into torture. Imo, the perfect feeling to match this is something in-between 75% this song and 25% overthinker by inzo
This song came in a weird point of my life, but there is one thing that i'm certain, the calmness that I get from it, I love it so much, thank you for posting it.
Christmas, Easter, and Halloween will never feel the same once you pass the age of 14. I still have memories from when I was 7, memories that I have pictures of in my head, they feel so real and physical, yet once you age that mystical feeling goes away. You can no longer imagine things physically aside from what you see with your eyes. That element of wonder disappears with age and will rarely ever return.
I feel the same way as the caption. I don't know if you're the one who put it there or if it was someone else, but I know for a fact that these feelings inside can't all just be summed up as Nostalgia-- I was carried this far by the kid I once was, and I'll keep living because once upon a time he thought there was something out there for us in this life. I want him to be right-- I want to find this thing that he thought existed. I'd like to show him it, and I'll keep living just for this. His thoughts, my old thoughts, are enough for me to carry on into whatever comes next.
It's not nostalgia, it's the inner intuition that everything you hold onto is an illusion. What was important then isn't today, what is important today won't be tomorrow. Yet you remember that you cared about these things, that it was you who was attached to those things from which you are detached now. It's the cognitive dissonance of knowing that you don't care about what you cared about, despite being the same person. In a way, it's ego death.
I don't think I've ever heard anyone else describe it like this, but to me, you hit the nail on the head - I'm sure our lives are very different, but the caption and what you wrote about not wanting to dissapoint your past self feels extremely relatable
Beban dari kenangan masa lalu terlalu berat untuk kupikul. Segala hal yang pernah berarti bagiku telah berubah, membusuk, menghilang, atau meninggal bersama waktu dan kini hanya berada dalam pikiranku. Aku hidup untuk membawa gema-gema ini bersamaku menuju masa depan. Panggil ini nostalgia, tapi aku mengerti jauh di dalam hatiku kalau ini berarti lebih dari itu.
that image hits way too close to home. it feels like someone has reached right into my mind and taken out what i couldnt bring out myself. i love it. thank you.
I feel that caption so hard. I feel like the world used to have so much more color when I was younger. There may be much that I was ignorant of, but I know what's changed.
this was exactly one of the fears i described a few years back. I do not fear death but change, the very concept of the fondmemories I had of a person in which I deeply cared for shattered by the harsh reality in which person had become. With my memories slowly getting disproved one by one as I meet the changed people. It's a rather odd feelings and I do not know how to name it but it is oddly eerie.
The thing i carry with me is pride in the fact those things were only beautiful noncorrupted and alive because i was there in that chaos so for me to know it all ended the way it did spurs me foward to have hope more of humanity will learn from the mistakes iv made and others have made
Damn I was really just chilling and then heard that guitar and my heart just sunk for a bit. Crazy how those notes and the guitar tone and the way it was mixed can just do that.
The guitar chords is your heart that didnt change and the drums are the trauma that constantly hurts the heart and keeps interuppting your daily life, thats how i feel about the music
It hurts so much to realize this, but pain is better than nothing at all. The pain of loss is better than emptiness. in fact, this pain reflects your love and affection, it is normal. but emptiness is also normal, it is both a defensive reaction and simply a reflection of how much a person meant to you
Poetically tragic. I always wished that i have the skill to articulate what I feel, but all i do instead is lash out even to those i care, making everything worse.
Nice caption, I pretty much feel like this nowadays, people who are and have been dear to me keep progressing in their lives, and many of my friendships and relationships are fading out, and even though I knew this would happen one day, it still hurts the same. Even though I also have somewhere I want to be and someone I want to become I wish I could go back to living in the moment and being more hopeful and positive about things and people. Good luck to anyone who is having trouble navigating life, know that a lot of us are. from a fellow breakcore listener.
Isn't Nostalgia a form of impotence? It's not just "Nostalgia" you're feeling, it's the inevitable fate of all things that won't exclude you. That, and also the desire of what you hold dear not changing, corrupting, or dying, which itself stems from knowing you're mortal, who wouldn't want their most cherished experiences to last longer? We've only got so much time. Nostalgia's terrible, whether you can gaslight yourself into how what you're reminiscing about is great or not, you'll still want to go back to those moments, and as long as you feel like your past is worth going back to, you're admiting to fearing the end. Everyone wants to experience everything, that's the burning desire of consciousness, which ironically comes from knowing you won't ever experience everything, thought is a damn curse, for anything we think automatically exists, including a version of us that won't ever die -> Desire -> Impotence -> Angst. Sure, our thoughts don't instantly materialize, but they're still there, and are very much real, maleable, and nigh omnipotent.
Bro... why'd the caption hit me like a truck as I kept reading. Damn I know I'm young know but the stories I've heard from the old as the reminisce on the times as if they'd just happened is a wonder. They tell me things that I'd be in awe in since, that wouldn't happen nowadays. And seeing this message with what I feel from my youth makes me wonder how lost and how scared of my mortality I'll be and much more. I hope that I'm like those old heads always looking back on the glory days since I've lived that long but I dont hope I'm like that because it'll remind me that I've lived this long just to have to leave it all behind some day. My mortality is a struggle I've had since a little child. Stayed up at at nights with my mom crying about the fact I dreamed I died and after I died I saw nothing and was trapped in an abyss with nothing there for eternity. Lost with my thoughts. I didn't and still don't like that fact. I don't like that it's a (on a perspective scale I guess)50-50 chance of what comes after. I don't know. That's the only thing i fear and don't fear. Death. Since I'm not scared of dying but only what comes after.
My notepad has the exact same quote that I copied from Facebook, it resonates with me from time to time. RU-vid suddenly recommended this video to remind me that it's okay to feel pain and keep moving forward. "It is impossible to cope with the burden of memory. With time, everything I held dear has changed, corrupted, vanished, or died and now only exists in my mind. It is my life's purpose to carry these echoes into the future. In my heart, I know it must be more than nostalgia"
Amigo, no dormí por toda la noche y encontré esto en recomendaciones en RU-vid.. es hermoso... Gracias a Dios no dormí pq sino no lo encontraba seguro..., Esto llena mi horrible ansiedad y la soledad de mi alma, lo adoro 🖤
The motivation to go on after losing the only consistent factor in your life can change your balance. I feel as if i walk on water Vaguely holding onto the grasp to not drown. A fog clouds my head my thoughts only a concept of airless lungs trying to gasp for air in desperation.
Cherish what's important to you. Wether it's your friends, your family, your memories of the past, find the value in life and cherish it. It may be small things, small moments, but cherish the beauty of it.
Caption reminds me of kierkegaard. Specifically the first half of Either/Or. Phenomenal book. If you too face the problem outlined in the caption, read the book. It will tackle your dilemma.
I hope anyone passing trought any feeling like the caption describes but something similar, recover it well and if not are able to recover, go and seek treatment and get better (With a good reputation/rating psycologist or anything that a professional that is trustyworthy recomends). I hope anyone reading this is having a great life and if then are not. I hope and pray for better days (also pray for the days that are good not to end, or atleast to be plentfull). Please, love youself and don't forget to help youself. Stay safe and don't give up, you can do it and I know that!!
Hello Reader, it's me, a fellow commenter, i would just like to let you know, that if you like, you could have this beautiful song on loop whilst reading my, uhh.. vent? I guess? it'll make the atmosphere feel right :) Nostalgia is a unique feeling to me... it feels like everything comes back, all the memories you made, all the friends you made, and all the time you've spent on Earth... it feels like a globe of thoughts that is held just out of your reach. You can see it all, but you just can't quite get it back. it can be tantalizing at times, and other times, nostalgia can be what relaxes you to sleep... brings on tears, doesn't it? It always does for me... I recall the moments i spent with my friends, the games we used to play... we would have a blast no matter what we were doing... pretending, chatting, biking in the rain... it was all so fun, and to my young mind, those days couldn't possibly come to an end, could they? Welp, unfortunately, most of my friends and i are not in touch anymore... even though we still live on the same street, and see eachother passing by here and there... the gap between us seems.. like it's only grown... It's all too surreal... how what we call 'endings of times' can push people away from eachother... I wish i could get back in touch with them, but there are too many factors playing against me... Is this when i say goodbye? to the days i loved so much? do i move on? should i move on? _can_ i move on...? And like that, i got depression. For several years it anchored me to the shadows. Unable to wake up and feel specially optimistic, unable to wake up and be proud of myself, unable to feel happy for an extended period of time... unable to wake up, look in the mirror, and say: _i love myself_ Because i didn't love myself. I felt like i wanted to float away. I wanted to cease to exist... But then, i got in touch online with someone, someone who i'd known for years already, we'd write letters back and forth to eachother all the time. And soon enough, we were hanging out in Google Hangouts calls every weekend. That someone, is who i call my _Best Friend_ He is So Kind, Understanding, Caring, he Truly is the Best Friend i could ever ask for! He was there for me when i needed him, and being there for someone, it goes a Really long way..! I still tend to get depressed every now and then, but when i watch Anime, read Manga, or, of course, hang out with my Bestie! i feel better again..! Thank You My Friend, for pulling me out of my crisis, for raising my spirits, and for staying with me through it all..! I am Endlessly Thankful to have You in my life..! I don't know what i would've done without you :) And i Hope to make many more Wonderful Nostalgic Memories with You in the years to come..! Thank You Frxgxd for this masterpiece!! This song is Perfect in every way!! 💙 And I really get into my feels when i hear it 💙 I So wish words could convey how Grateful i am to have found this song :) Thank You Too, Reader, for listening to me..! It means alot to me..! I don't usually speak of the sadder parts of my past, as i like to keep these things mostly to myself, i even left out some parts, for they were a bit too personal/graphic, but i felt like sharing a little part of me here.. This message is also a Huge Thank you to my Bestie for always being there for me :) And, before we part ways, if there is anyone out there reading this who is currently struggling in life, There's a light at the end of the tunnel. Things _Will_ get better, i Promise! In time, you will discover true Peace within! Don't give up..! Stay here, and let the world embrace you..! _And remember, even if you feel like nobody else cares,_ *_I Care About You_* Take care my reader-...hmm... how about i call you something more caring? Take care my *Friend* There, that fits :)
Oh Thank You Very Much for Your Kind words! I Really Appreciate them! :D Stay Strong Too My Friend! We'll make it through anything Life throws at us, so long as we stick together! :) Have a Beautiful Day/Night Too!
damn this image hits deep ESPECIALLY after completing signalis recently. it's basically the very essence of the game and what makes it so great. 11/10 game please play it it's hands down the best survival horror game of all time. if u like the old resident evils and silent hill 2 it's absolutely for u. don't let the sci fi part put u off plus it's only 20 bucks
Currently remembering: The house I used to live in, in another state but closer to family, a chuck e cheese esque place in this one mall that had a playplace inside of it, almost like that one in security breach but also different and I only have a token from the place to remember it by, a really comfy pool I used to frequent long ago with a swim teacher that reminded me of jesus, a neighborhood in a city that my brother used to live in.... things nobody but I seem to remember, lost to time and everyone but me
