00:00 snowfall 02:01 green to blue 04:53 space 1 08:18 everything ends eventually 11:40 violet emperor on the highway 16:57 a last beginning 20:13 driving wings 25:15 you left me on suic*** sunday I do not own any rights to these music
Sometimes I wish I could enter a world where no one is here and I can be free for once and when I'm done I can go back to the real world and I could go there anytime I need
Heh. Thats right... Yet in the storm of duties, daily activities and problems you forget about this... need to feel it. this sadness? It feels like it, yet its soo appealing for some reason. weird right?
Gotta try and feel something. Otherwise you’ll lose yourself in bitterness and general hate, as I have found myself here. Grasping at the edges of my hole, trying to regain the attributes people use to use for me. Kind, thoughtful, great friend, loving son. I feel like I’ve lost these traits for one reason or another. Was it my fault? Is it the worlds? Or a combination of both? The key is perception - my perceived world is grey, full of hypocritical nonsense, brimming with fake virtue, a world wounded, spewing life-blood over is all, while we all bicker, scheme and rage against each other. Fighting hopeless opinion based fights. This is the world I live in. I want so dearly for my true self to return. Oh to see the colors of the world once more, I’d give anything for that. Yet we can’t trade for mental stability, nor can we trade for a lost perception. I can’t take back those traits until I give something up, as you can’t get something from nothing for my alchemical friends. I guess my point is, try to stop yourself before it affects you too seriously, don’t lose yourself in the worlds cruelty, and disregard. If you already have lost yourself, then together maybe we can find what’s chaining us down, and maybe then we can give that up and return to who we were meant to be.
I grew up in a building similar to those in some of these pictures, as grey and bland they might seem I get so much comfort and warmth from looking at them, everything felt so magical back in those days...
I feel like the idea of emptyness is both terrifying and comforting. On one hand, being completely alone is a really scary thought for most people. But its also a huge comfort. No constant pressure on you, just vast emptyness, devoid of life. There is a certain peacefulness to that if you know how to find it.
every now and then, ill have a dream when im in this empty landscape, sometimes there will be a house (my sister and her husbands house, they live in the middle of no where lol) and the sky will be white and overcast and everything is just so quiet and empty, usually the house would be completely empty with no furniture and even tho its kinda eery and creepy, its also so calming and freeing and the music in this vid matches that dream so well
Welcome to Russia. We live in that image. And there is nothing out there except blizzard, dirt, cold as hell wind, ice, millions of same grey walls, and it's getting dark very early. The only place when you can find warmth is someone's home. That's why a word "friend" means something very important to us. When you're walking by this streets, the only good thing you see is someone's window, and warm, yellow light slightly visible from outside. Knowing that you can go inside this place, with such warm and lively light, because you know that your friend lives there, - is the only thing keeping your sanity, and will to live.
if you think that was an illusion or an dream dreAam or an illusiond, it"s not it was real, you just got to the real world and universe for a couple if minutes, it was hours ir days to yiu when your kn that worId but on here it only took a c0uplee seconds the world it's not what u think ut is
I decided to listen to one of my mother's famous 10-minute voice messages while this music was on. She's in her mid-70s now and has slowed down tremendously. I'm not ready for what will come. There was a time I used to roll my eyes and tell her don't leave such long messages. Now I'm saving them. 😢Sorry for being melodramatic but hearing her voice over this music just hit me like a ton of bricks.
Well it's never easy loosing a parent. Lost my dad at 17 and my ma at 23. Just exist and be with her as much as you can and take day by day, enjoy every little moment you can with her. When the times come, you will feel shit and more, can't describe the feeling, execpt lost, hopeless, sad and shit is the closes explantion. If ones parents was good, the day they pass will be a tragic day but you will survive, you will make it and get over it. Not completly, days turns too weeks and weeks might turn into months after said parent passed away day, the funeral will be one hell of a punch, you have to be strong yet feel destroyed and it's okay. Time will heal all wounds, at least to a certain point. I'm all alone currently, no siblings and no parents or grandparents, all of them has passed away and rest of relatives are either dead or just gone. Life is unfair, but no parent wants to die before their children, unsure of your age and such, but if you get a kid. You'll probably understand or you currently do. Make sure too spread your seeds if you haven't, my family tree ends with me.
Гулять зимой по родным дворам... Эти ощущения не передать словами. Эта гнетущая днем атмосфера становится такой легкой вечером, ты буд то во сне. Пархающий снег, тёплый свет фонарей, люди, спешащие куда то. Да, это обыденость, но когда ты обращаешь внимание на детали, все кажется совершенно другим.
@@user-dw4gj9lv3n да, причем заметил именно зимой часа в 2 ночи вообще нет ни кого. Такое ощущение как будто всё что ты видишь принадлежит тебе, все эти улицы)
@@cheekibreekigameringandsuc1037Some places feel like lost in the past, the Soviet times. My country still has some traditions and things from back then. Some people suffered a lot back then..
This image looks freakishly similar to a dream I had when I was 9 or 10. At the time I was deeply in love with my best friend, who I wasn't on the best terms with. I had this dream that we were walking through a snow filled world, holding hands. Her skin was so soft and she was smiling. She was wearing a specific white sweater I hadn't seen her wear ever in a full year. AND LITERALLY THE NEXT DAY WHEN I WALKED INTO SCHOOL, she was wearing that sweater. Sweet memory
I love this playlist and specially the people in the comments section, it feels sorta comforting to know you're not the only one going through these feelings of emptiness, coldness, detachment, etc.. specially when no one in your close circle really understands it. It's so conflicting because this state of mind is the only thing I've know for a long time now and it's become a part of me.. deep down I know it is not healthy but keep falling for it.. sounds like an addiction..
@@kawaiipandorapanda no,it won't get better,it's just a scam,people are told so they will slave away in their shit jobs for THE MAN so he can get richer and richer,while we plebians are controled and told what to do and drugged with SSRI placebos that don't even make life better
it kind of is an addiction.. i don’t know what this feeling is but i know i yearn for it all the time and can’t quite sense it. i don’t know how to express it feel it but like you said the people in the comments feel it too and it’s nice to know that you’re not the only one feeling this.. void.
Todays society tricked us that there's a wall we must climb to reach happiness, that we have to chase it, yet after we are on the other side of the wall, there is nothing and we keep looking for happiness What we don't realize is thay happiness is now, living every moment in the present, to cherish every second being alive, for the fact that being alive is the most beautiful thing that the universe created, a way for the universe to experience itself, a one time experience that we won't get any chance at it ever again, but even this we might never know if it's true
@@LikeAGroove I agree with everything except I believe God created the world. Your view of the world is valid though, if it gives you a sense of inner peace. Some people worship God without realizing it
@@noxplay4906 maybe God is the universe, God might be the fundamental rules of the universe, like the gravitational force or the speed of light or the nuclear forces, governing the way matter behaves in the universe and the universe itself, thus influencing our lives
I just lost a friend a few days ago. We weren’t even that close but she was a great person. Lit up everyone around her. Hope you doing good baby girl. You never got to do all your dreams you wanted and every sad song makes me think of you now. Never forgotten Alexis Shanks
When I am around people I love I smile....but the smile and even the laughs feel empty...it's almost as if I'm dead. If one cannot truly feel alive then why go on, I lost so many people and greived so much....I truly have lost myself, it's as if my personalities died with the people I loved so dearly...I often think of my own death, death to most is scary but to me it sounds like paradise... A world where one can rest eternally and maybe finally be at peace.
But if you decide to take yourself away before your real time. Where do you land? What if it's all a test, and you will not know the outcome if you exit it to early
I'm out in the dark staring at the blood red moon Remembering the hopes and dreams I had And all I had to do Wondering what happened to that boy And the world he called his own... I'm out in the dark I wonder how I got so old It's all gone There's nothing left of everything I loved everything feels wrong It's all gone No hopes no dreams no world no...i don't belong No...I don't belong here anymore I will get lost in time It will not be long Left alone with nothing The end Left alone with nothing Nothing
You know, the girl that I hurt and lost, becuse I was a fucked up, tored version of myself, reminds me alot of these pannel buildings, in the winter especially. She wasn't perfect, but she was warm, cosy, she cared and protected my mental, she shined in the gloomy darkness of my lofe like the windows on these buildings, pointing you to warmth and safety. I truly miss her, and idk if I'll be able to move on
You made me cry, I remember my young me used to seat at the edge of the wall watching how the city is grey and fading as the sun goes down and the breeze started to get colder and colder, I miss the old house I used to live, where everything seems fine and no war
@@VagranT999 Well... I think we have pretty much the same stuff There's Chicken, Beef, Mushrooms, Seafood, Bacon and a lot of variations. Like spicy stuff or some additional things like Cheese.
Just somewhere, somehow we're all looking at the same sky. we can't speak to it or hear it but it's there and we're here and that's all that matters right?
The moon you see when you look up to the night sky, is the same moon the first humans saw when they'd look up. The emotions it's beauty brings you, are the same your most distant relatives felt, the same emotions all other people around the world feel when their eyes meet it's light. Hell, if you haven't met the love of your life yet, know that they're out there, and you most likely admired the moon at the same time as them, in a way, you're already connected.
@@rickydo6572 we are all connected all the time. We all share the same planet, the same solar system and galaxy, we share a gift of life. We all share the same air, the same water, the same thoughts and feelings at one time or another simultaneously. We’re all connected in the way that we’re all different but we have the same basic biology, the same color blood, the same stardust, the same consciousness, the same evolutionary path. We are all one. Your soulmate is just the other parts of you you’ve been missing. You are absolutely right though
You look at the sky and see a normal sky, I look up at the sky and think about God's majesty. Still, I agree. Life is a gift and we should cherish it. It's not the worst thing ever
Idk why but this reminds me of my childhood…. N64,ps1,power rangers,beast wars,Batman animated series, X-men cartoon, big coats in like 4 different colors lol. if you ask me life was better then. No care now it’s unbelievable how much life has changed
Same, I remember mine, Pokemon, Harry Potter, Gundam, Zoids, GBA, Tekken, Flag ceremony, baby cologne, smell of new Pokemon and yugioh cards, petrichor, crocodile hunter Steve Irwin, the most xtreme show, legends of hidden temple..
00:00 - 02:00 Snowfall 02:01 - 4:52 Green To Blue 04:53 - 8:17 Space 1 08:18 - 11:39 Everything Ends Eventually 11:40 - 16:56 Violet Emperor On The Highway 16:57- 20:12 A Last Beginning 20:13 - 25:14 Driving Wings 25:15 - 27:51 You Left Me On S**c*de Sunday
@@smoothiecakeszhey. Just don't forget about your own comment a year ago, I don't know what your going through but just don't forget about this buddy.
@@HellBent_ guys please how the fuck you will be sorry in america, Im living in turkey, my opportunities are geting lower every day, our money are worthless, I cant go gym, I cant find a job, I cant take my own car/computer with working. you guys are soo lucky, please stop being sorry and work. Good luck :(
I did too till earlier this year when I found it. Love. Loves was what I was missing. Though I understand not all are capable of being able to receive love as I wasn’t for a very, very long time and I thought that it was going to be that way forever. If it wasn’t for my girlfriend it would’ve been that way actually. I would’ve lost the need to be loved and then just carried on with my life as if nothing ever happened. And nothing ever would’ve I don’t think. As such I offer you another solution. Motivation. If we are motivated to do something for someone then we’ll actually do it on time and sometimes we’ll make it better. It doesn’t always have to be for yourself. I almost killed myself but I kept living on for my mother cause I had no idea how she’d react to her first born son taking his own life so I did everything for her. So find what motivates you and work from there. And if you still can’t find anything then let me know. I’m sure I’ll think of something for ya.
I live in Greece, and in a lot of cities or towns there are buildings like this in the photo, Some days when it's night around 9 to 10 PM, I go for a walk, I pass through these buildings listening to this masterpiece, it feels amazing, the calmness, the nostalgia, but I also feel very sad because I want my childhood to be brought back, we can't exchange past and present, but we can feel nostalgic about then, our childhood, I wish for all people to success on their dreams, love you all
Hello from Australia, home to the largest Greek population outside of Greece. May the good feelings of your childhood become the realities of your future. Let's go 2023!
When I look back on life, all I see is the amount of failures I have amassed. It’s all because of a lack of motivation and drive. Seeking the past for me just reminds me of all the weight life has placed on me
As a person who dosent even know how to socialize properly or even socialize with people and always preferred to be alone, even when I needed assistance or help. I just stay quiet, it makes it to the point where I don't even wanna sit down and eat with my family. I just wanna eat alone, stay alone. Live alone, I've gotten so used to it that I somehow or somewhat even find company when I'm alone, the only things that keeps me company at those moments are just my pure empty thoughts. It's more like talking to yourself aimlessly without a topic, this kinda helps me think about how it would impact both me and my family if I socialized more often or went out and spent time with my family often, basically this playlist help me relax.
I’ve been to that building in Moscow the first one in the video. It’s a very somber place it’s in a neighborhood called cherntonovo. It’s a very run down place that is very very cold and sort of dangerous and poor. But I have to tell you something something very important. I saw something in that neighborhood I saw a child dancing to a street preformer on the street. It was a very beautiful thing. Knowing that even in the most lonely places there is love light and happiness. If you guys would like I could post a photo of the building and the street performance if I can find it in my photos. Love you all.
oh god, i think this playlist is all i needed rn. i am really stressed, bc my dad is coming next month, my school and shit. i cannot focus on anything, feeling like i need to do more, and i have no time. when in reality i do have time. and like now its 9:18 pm, but it feels wrong. thank you for the playlist
To me this invokes memories of childhood when you looked at the world through innocent eyes and while you didn't live in luxury, you remember the people of the neighborhood and cherished all those moments before you moved away never to return.
I don't like reality, I often live in my own world. Not in the selfish way, I just.. drift. Like I'm on a lone island of my own imagination but it'd drowning me. People can't get to my island, my island is isolated. No one will get it, no one will reach me. I can pretend to have a "pastel and happy personality" (One of my friends described me as this) but no. That is the closest I could shape myself for people to like me. Although lots of people don't like me. And when I bring down the illusion and float on my island, people get mad and say I don't care about them. Or I'm selfish or arguing or anything of the such. I do care. But I'm so trapped on my island then I don't have the energy to show my care. There's only so much food and energy on my island to supply me over 8 hrs in reality. Sadly, my island is not actually real. If only I could actually leave when I'm tired of this life, instead of just blocking everyone out. Thank you for reading, feel free to vent under here!!! I want to my pyhologist, and help people!!
You are saying you care, but at the same time you want to run from reality. Seems very twisted. Just make a decision. If you don't care about others just say it and accept it. If you do care, really genuinely, then do so ,even before you say it.
I believe that cold people is ultimately the result of how society treats them. Giving so much but not receiving any love is very draining, that's why many people chose being alone
So melancholy…But so pleasant. It makes me feel nostalgic. Real Nostalgia. I’m sad all those golden years are now gone but i’m so so grateful they happened…🖤🖤🖤
My dad has a tumor in his spinal chord. I'm waiting at the visitors lobby right now, waiting to put my best sunny face. It's been 3 weeks since his hospitalization and I don't know what to do. This compilation is somewhat helpful, can't say exactly why. Thank you for the upload.
despite just finding out about snowfall, it reminds me of so many better times. although i was probably at my lowest, i still felt alive, the kind of alive i dont think i ever felt. staying up late, laughing non-stop, daydreaming all day, enjoying the sky and rain. that's what makes it 'better', because it's something i'll probably never get to experience or be again.
Это так больно, хочется оказаться лежащей посреди поля, в снегу, в свете полной луны. Хочется смотреть на звёзды и выдыхать изо рта клубы пара. Хочется, чтобы все мысли, которые заставляют меня беззвучно плакать, ушли вместе с тёплым воздухом из моих лёгких. Это ужасное чувство. Когда не хочешь жить, но тем более не хочешь умереть. Хочешь просто исчезнуть хотя бы на час. Побыть в полном одиночестве, лишь наедине с собой, своими эмоциями, которые ты так давно держишь в себе. Ещё хуже, что все вокруг думают, что, так как тебе всего лишь 17 лет, у тебя не может быть серьёзных проблем и что ты просто ленивый и безответственный. Когда ты рассыпаешься на миллионы частичек, никто не скажет тебе, что рядом, что держит тебя за руку и поможет тебе собрать каждую из этих частей воедино. Так больно плакать беззвучно, словно рыдания и всхлипы, которые ты держишь в себе, режут тебя изнутри и остаются там, пока ты не закричишь от того, что уже переполнен. Желаю никому не ощущать такого
@@dj_genocide да мне кажется у нас у всех, всё - "не так". Просто в аду живем, вот и всё. А главный в нашем мире....не трудно догадаться кто у нас главный, если мы в аду, вроде на букву "Д" его зовут. И вот милость его, этого главного - это если он тебя не замечает, и ему на тебя пофигу. А вот если он тобой заинтересовался - жди беды, облом будет во всех твоих мечтах). Мы точно в аду, ведь тут грешные люди наоборот самые успешные, а самые добрые, честные, искренние, скромные, люди - в полной жо...И таких ни кто не жалует у нас. Самые добрые тут - самые невезучие. Мы в аду...
Когда мне было 8 лет, сидя на заднем сиденьи автомобиля, глядя на малодушно засыпающий чёрно-белый пейзаж урбанизированной застройки, укрытой под лёгким, как перо, и в то же время тяжёлым, как груз душевных терзаний, страхов и подавленности, которые я, проживя в два раза более вышеуказанного срока, испытываю каждую ночь, созерцая единственного компаньона нашей прекрасной, слишком прекрасной, чтобы существовать, колыбели, несущейся сквозь безвоздушный простор, наполненного до краёв чувством безысходности и безразличия, подобно тому, что испытывает приговорённый, в никуда, близкое, чтобы предположить, но далёкое, чтобы доказать, я впервые, посмотрев в окно случайного серого здания, в котором горел свет, задумался: "А ведь там тоже кто-то живёт! У него своя история, свои родные, свои ценности, веры, достоинства. Своя жизнь.... и своя смерть.". Они как фантомы - они близко, ты их чувствуешь, хочешь говорить, но тебе до них не докричаться, они тебя не увидят и не услышат, даже не задумаются. Они ходят среди нас, ходят на работу, отдыхают с друзьями, проводят время с семьёй, учатся, топчат ту же землю, вскормившую тебя, твоего отца, отца твоего отца и ещё бесчисленное количество твоих соотечественников, а вскормит ещё больше! Вот ты сидишь в автобусе, добираясь домой на автобусе. Перед тобой сидит человек - в его глаза скорбь, усталость, безразличие. Ты хочешь с ним заговорить, но боишься чего-то. Будто какой-то вредитель, схватившись ежовыми рукавицами за твоё сердце, нажал на стоп-кран, и твоё сердце, едва разгораясь от искры основного права человека - эмпатии, снова обращается в ледышку. Оно снова мертво, хотя всё ещё бьётся. В таком же ледяном царстве. Остановка. Человек вышел - шанс его спасти упущен. Он продолжит жить своей жизнью. Но ты его никогда не увидишь и не услышишь, он для тебя теперь мёртв. Существуют тысячи историй таких людей. Но... что есть эти тысячи, когда есть миллионы миллионов таких же, может быть даже ещё более интригующих, но они никогда не выйдут на свет божий. Будут забыты. Забвенье - худшее, что может произойти с чем-либо. Это больно, но вот ты снова сжимаешь своё переполняемое огнём, открытое для всех, сердце. Оно снова ледяное. Оно снова мертво, хотя всё ещё бьётся. Есть вещи в этом мире, на которые нельзя идти с открытым, горячим сердцем. Оно тебя согреет в холодный год и осветит путь. Но к таким вещам ты должен идти с закрытым, ледяным сердцем. Оно бьётся, хотя мертво. Продолжай идти. И только сердце изо льда бьётся в твоей руке.
i wish there were a place where we could all go. some place void of hate, full of warmth, and surrounded in love. i dont know why we cant have such a place here on our earth, is it because of the nature of humans? is this truly the pure nature of humans? cant we be more than our greed? more than our hate? so why is it that we dont abandon cruelty for a life full of compassion? i know there is good out there, but so is plenty of hurt. and i am so so tired of the hurt. i have so many questions, and no one to ask them to. even if i did, would they even have any answers? im tired, very tired. maybe in another life i will have the chance to know everlasting peace, i just wish we could experience it now.
❤❤❤ "People who say such things show that they are looking for a country of their own. If they had been thinking of the country they had left, they would have had opportunity to return. Instead, they were longing for a better country-a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a city for them." Hebrews 11:14-16 ☀️ Then I saw “a new heaven and a new earth,” for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea. I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Look! God’s dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. ‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Then he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.” Revelation 21:1-5 ☀️✝️
В этих картинах и музыке, вся сущность нашего быта и бытия современных мегаполисов. Где много людей, но говорить не с кем, где много домов, но царит моральная пустота и разруха, где тысячи людей с холодными сердцами идут навстречу друг другу и проходят мимо как тени...Города стали похожи на колонии поселения на дальних рубежах, где люди живут и используют эти рубежи как платформы для заработка и растрат. В этой музыке вся реальность гнетущей атмосферы существования в безысходности...
This is a playlist is where you could just put on and drift away into your own little world, where there's no problems, no worries, no one being disappointed in you, you not pushing yourself to do better in school, just sit here and relax, it helps the brain to calm down once in a while, stay here as long as you need, remember you are loved by people, you just don't know it. Goodnight.
a playlist like this would have had me feeling so much in the past. i'm very numb now. i don't mind though. i'm numb, but i'm okay. joy has become a mellow pleasantness in my chest, gentle and unimposing as warm sunlight. sorrow and fear have become steel chains that wrap around my torso and shoulders, but they don't hold me down. they just add some weight and pressure. i miss being able to float on memories and emotions, but i'm okay as i am now. thankfully, humans adapt, so we will always end up okay. if you're not okay or going to be, you're dead, and dead people have nothing left to worry about. so i'm not going to worry, i'm just going to live and write my story
I wish I could hug you bro. After I realized what you meant with "numb" ( I'm not an native English speaker), the playlist immediately played another soundtrack, which literally shocked me to the core. I don't know, if you're just metaphorical or serious about you not hearing anymore. But I don't care. I simply wish to give you a hug. No matter, how dark and horrible this world might be, I think that (just like you), that there is always light and who knows. Maybe in many years, we will have figured out how to heal cancer, what the meaning of life is or what was before the universe. For many users, this will sound very dreamy, but nobody during the middle age could have imagined, how the year 2023 would look like, but it happend. I think, I'm writing to much. I don't even know, if you're even gonna read this or take me serious. Maybe I'm also writing complete nonsense. I listen to the music right know and just write, whats up in my head. I simply want to thank you for simply existing, for sharing something with the world and not giving up :)
@@simpledonkey9668 i'd like that hug, i've been really craving a hug for a while. the numbness is real, i still don't feel much anymore, but seeing someone cared enough to write me back made me smile. thanks for that. i also think you're right about the light thing, darkness cannot exist without light so no matter how dark things get there has to be light somewhere, even if we don't see it right away. thank you too for existing and sharing a little positivity with me. ill try not to give up
@@ashedaces @zsazsam.4068 Thanks for the quick response, although your original comment was made some mouths ago. At least I'm now sure, that.... you know didn't....well decided to give up your life, because that was a tiny fear of mine. I think, I can give you a little tip. Not a tip that will change your life immediately from 1-100, but can function as a little grab hook that pulls you out of the swamp of seeing everything arround yourself as shit. Simply, take out a sheet of paper and a pen and just write down in short bulletpoints what good things happened today. Even if its the most tinest thing in the universe like: "I ate my favourite food today and didn't die" or "I live a day longer" WRITE IT DOWN. Since 2022, I regularly write down on a digital textdocument called "Good things that happened in [Add year here]" what positive things happened in the current date of the respective year. When I always look down on the list, of the current year, I still acknowledge that the earth has a gigantic tone of problems, but that the light is still shining. The effect: I feel a bit better and so do you I think when you try it. Additionally, the tracking of positive things that are happening around you, caused (at least for me), that you seriously, also try to find good news and save good events that happend to me in my head longer. Why?: to write them down of cause. So yeah, that's the tip. If you understood at least half of what I wrote, than that's cool. If not, than that's also ok (translating my thoughts into text is always a challenge for me). With you promising to fight on, is in my opinion already an achievement to write down on that list ;) Before I end the text, I want to also give you an the way to always use your own head, in order to not get manipulated by others.
Living by not feeling conscious of yourself or what you are doing and feeling like you are just driving your own life subconsciously which makes you look forgetful and inattentive from the outside. Forgetting that you yourself are a real person with a life ahead which makes you feel like you are watching your own life as a third person but somehow realizing that these sensations are unusual. Having altered perceptions of reality which makes you think you might just be delusional. Feeling detached from surroundings and what's happening to you. Everything feels unreal and dream-like.
“When the crowd goes home and my work here is done. The ambiance of another elongated and seemingly endless year will die. Coterminously as another year claims it’s place. A year at which no one is ever certainly given. But uncertainty casted into.” -Tony P. Lloyd’
I lived in Ukraine for my studies and I remember myself walking and looking at these buildings just so comfortable to look at ,now I feel so empty cause I will not go back there maybe one day , but I wish I knew it was my last days there so I can say goodbye to the memories ,the places ,the friends that I met ....
Some of you problably would think that i am crazy..But... I almost feel like i wish..I want to go to.. Dream world..Just exploring it and relax.. And i don't know why, but i feel like dreams are better than reality.. When i went to sleep...Sometimes.. I do want to dream about a new world.. A new world like this video for example.. (I don't know what to say anymore..I don't know how to describe the feeling).
As a person with no succeeding applications, I feel like I’m in a different world when I discover one. It just tells me how special I was compared to the normal students who can succeed fairly or mostly, while I barely. A place like this tells me to find my own passion and my own way of living. Escape the realm where your trapped for eternity and avoid obstacles that I can face my fears at.
Give yourself targets that you can achieve, thus you will feel the joy of accomplishment and not the anxiety of failure. Don't care what society, or anyone expect from you. You can be happy without their approval.
imagine if we had no phones.. we would be out playing loving our parents enjoying life but we’re sat here looking at billions of leds and all of this leads to depression and sadness. remember your old friend group.. What have we become.
Just remember everyone, you are loved, you are special, and you are important. I don’t know if anyone needed this, but i used to listen to this stuff when i was depressed and thinking awful things. Just keep going, God has a lot in store for you❤
Before I even knew that the genre dream core exists I thought I was the only one to experience the world and some places u would consider as „dreamcore“ I’m so glad people perceive the world as I do. It makes me feel less lonely.
I like to listen to these types of playlists when I go to visit my friend’s grave. I feel at peace when I visit him, I want him to know that everything’s alright. That I’m doing fine. I visit often and read books from his favorite author with him.
@@ExtraSAD Esse final da tarde é a hora do dia q mais me dá medo de estar sozinho, existiu uma época que eu vivia isolado dentro do quarto, ficava acordado durante a noite e dormia o dia todo. Mas eu não me sentia tão só quanto no finalzinho de tarde, pq era o horário em que as pessoas estavam voltando de suas escolas/trabalho, e o céu ainda estava claro, mas a terra já em sombras, e enquanto eu ouvia as pessoas, via suas vidas acontecendo, e eu longe delas, me sentia tão só que ficava aterrorizado. X.X
im from South Korea and i never been to Russia but those soviet?(i dont no professional words whatever) vibe architecture gives me both comfort and fear. maybe im just having a lot interset with Chernobyl accident and lot of secondary creation like Metro2033 and other horror stories with radiation stuff with Chernobyl. when i saw a picture(it was taken from indoor, watching sunrise through dirty window in staircase) it was kinda feelin' very familliar to me. however thanks for nice video, i want to visit Chernobyl power plant when after the war over.
This architectural style was fairly popular in the 60s and 70s, it's called Brutalism, these buildings here were large panel systems that were pre cast blocks of concrete put together like life sized lego sets
You know, these playlists often make me nostalgic for a few video games I played in middle school. We got Little Big Planet online levels, The Last of Us, and Mirror’s Edge Catalyst. I feel like these games were the most important in my life and helped shape me into the college kid I am now, it is a bittersweet comfort, cold and distant but brings forth a warm none can replicate. I often find myself playing video games from my childhood or listening to the soundtracks because it carries that feeling. I have no idea if this made any sense at all but I hope someone knows this kind of feeling, had these kinds of memories. I love you all and have a blessed day/night. 🤍🖤💙
When I hear this I'm taken to a place of realization of everything around me I avoid thinking about. Working constantly and filling the day to the max to avoid having a moment where reality can slip in. This is emptiness. It reminds me that my childhood home isn't home anymore. It reminds me that family isn't there anymore. It reminds me that the time and place in which my home existed is no more. No matter if I return to the place it will never exist in the way it did. Nothing can ever bring home back. No place will ever feel like home in the way it did. When I am present in this place all I want is to go home, but I'm faced with the reality that I can never go home again. When I was young I was taken far away from my home and eventually I had to run away and start a new life. When I come back to the place I once lived happily it feels even sadder than when I'm far away. When I'm here I feel the emptiness. I know I'm not a child. The people who were once here are long gone and the time to enjoy it has gone. Those feelings and memories are what I feel in this liminal art. A longing to go home. To return to a place I can never reach. A chance to do it over again but with a happy ending of growing up peacefully with my family. Unfortunately that will not come. I am happy in my life but I am always left haunted by these places wondering if the feeling will ever go away
This music translates that feeling you get when you're writing hoping no one reads them lines. But also, in a weird way... you want to shout them from the rooftop of your town hall.
And so this may be hard for you to hear: In your life, you will inevitably misspeak, trust the wrong people, under-react, overreact, hurt the people who didn’t deserve it, overthink, not think at all, self sabotage, create a reality where only your experience exists, ruin perfectly good moments for yourself and others, deny any wrongdoing, not take the steps to make it right, feel very guilty, let the guilt eat at you, hit rock bottom, finally address the pain you caused, try to do better next time, rinse, repeat. And I’m not gonna lie, these mistakes will cause you to lose things. I’m trying to tell you that losing things doesn’t just mean losing. A lot of the time, when we lose things, we gain things too. Now you leave the structure and framework of school and chart your own path. Every choice you make leads to the next choice which leads to the next, and I know it’s hard to know sometimes which path to take. There will be times in life when you need to stand up for yourself. Times when the right thing is to back down and apologize. Times when the right thing is to fight, times when the right thing is to turn and run. Times to hold on with all you have and times to let go with grace. Sometimes the right thing to do is to throw out the old schools of thought in the name of progress and reform. Sometimes the right thing to do is to listen to the wisdom of those who have come before us. How will you know what the right choice is in these crucial moments? You won’t. How do I give advice to this many people about their life choices? I won’t. Scary news is: You’re on your own now. Cool news is: You’re on your own now. I leave you with this: We are led by our gut instincts, our intuition, our desires and fears, our scars and our dreams. And you will screw it up sometimes. So will I. And when I do, you will most likely read about on the internet. Anyway…hard things will happen to us. We will recover. We will learn from it. We will grow more resilient because of it. - Taylor swift. Say what you will about her, personally I love her. But this speech really hit home for me and I think about it when times get tough. And I hope you can too, since I think we are all listening to this video for the same reason
All those buildings, the music, so calm and nostalgic 🥹🥲, i grew up in the similar building, many of them, reminds of my homeland country, nostalgia, i wish i could go back home 😞.
When i hear this music. I remember being a kid. During a snow storm, school would be canceled, and everyone would be inside because the snow was so heavy. I would lay down in the middle of my yard as chunky flakes landed sofly on me, the world was so quiet. I felt like i was the only living being around and i felt absolutely at peace. I've forgotten so much in the years since, so much of my childhood lost. But ill always remember that feeling like im living it now in this moment.
I really don't know, but those depressing grey apartments look really nice in my opinion maybe because they fit in so well with the rest of the atmosphere, but it's just not only that... In fact in every video where there's pictures similar to the ones in this one are just somehow so comfortable and they give me this nice feeling. I'd really like to live in a city in a place where it's always winter and dark most of the time, which kind of sounds crazy to some people probably.
Idk how to say this feeling, I felt like my mind have flow away and these musics make me feel calmful but with a little sadness in it, I just like these music very much
This is what this genre is called - dreamcore/emptycore? I kept thinking it was some sort of ambient lo-fi or liminal EDM. I really like those names though because they evoke exactly what the music evokes - dreaming and wide expansive and empty spaces which often have a fog, night, twilight, dusk, dawn, snow, or lo-fi video aesthetic.
Everyday feels harder for me to keep living, when I think about life in the future, I think about the most horrible things happening to me, the people treating me badly and saying thorn-like words to me. No matter how many times I try to keep myself stable, or whether I try to improve, the effort just crumbles down. Music has been the only thing that kept me safe and comforted all the time, it tells me that everything will be alright sooner, and that I just need to hold on for a while. There has been days where the world looks colorful to me, but most of the time it's not. I've been affected by my own depression to the point of not being able to enjoy things that much anymore. I just hope that one day I'll be able to receive the help I deserve and be stable enough.
If you see this, know that you are important. There will always be someone who cares about you. And you are a good person, no matter what they say. Whoever you are, you are important to someone. Just remember it
There’s a certain sense of feeling that I get from listening to this…not a sense of wanting but a sense of remembering something I never felt. A sense of yearning for something more but not in a greedy way but a way that just makes things better. A feeling of travelling through compartmentalized nothingness, as if every block in the blocs was it’s own separate entity, it’s own story. It’s hard to truly describe how this music makes me feel..as if I’m not on the correct path nor on the wrong path just on the path, still discovering where I’m going. P.s On top of it being a great video, the timestamps a blessing
these songs remind me of my older brother. He used to always play with me and my little brother when we where young, and my mum used to record it. i'm so glad she did, otherwise i'd never get to remember those good times we had with my older brother. -Hey when is "__" coming back? my little brother used to ask the day my older brother left us for good, and my answer was the same everytime, "i dont know". my mother was in despair 10 years later, my brother turned 22 and asked her for money, so he could by cigarettes for him and his girlfriend, of course my mum answered no, because we could barely afford the rent. He started threatening my mum that if she doesnt give him the money, that he'll never talk to us again, in the end, it happened and i will never forget how many times we cried together, me , my brother and my mum. Because of that i grew up to hate him, but deep inside i still feel grief and sadness. i just want my brother to be like what he used to be, and i miss him. to all of you experiencing similar things, i'm so sorry.
Edit3: Passar tanto tempo sozinho não me fez bem. Existem duas opções, na primeira, eu não sei nada, e, na segunda, eu me conheço o suficiente pra aceitar o inaceitavel, sofrendo com lapsos de uma personalidade que eu não tenho, martirizando a mim mesmo, como um pedido interno por ajuda, ou, por uma iniciação, más mesmo que um dia eu tente, eu sei que eu não conseguiria fomentar essa personalidade, ela só se externaliza quando eu estou embriagado. Quem sou eu? A casca, a clara, ou a gema? Supondo que sou todos, a vida, a frigideira, talvez estivesse quente demais, talvez inóspita demais, talvez a clara tenha queimado, e a gema está se solidificando. Ou, talvez, eu seja a casca, vazia. Eu não sou uma vitima, eu sou a vitima, a vitima de mim mesmo, e a voz silenciosa que sussura todos os dias no meu ouvido, distorceu tanto, se "aprofundou" tanto em coisas que para os outros não era nada, que, talvez já esteja fadada, enterrada, condenada. Eu me lembro bem novo ainda ser assim, não tanto, eu tentava socializar, más esse reflexo foi desvanecendo. Sobre meu medo, talvez eu não o tenha mais, talvez o que eu ando escrevendo sobre como as coisas são especiais seja uma farça, por que eu parei de amar a unica pessoa que eu já amei a um bom tempo, a morte dela, seria só uma fase, a ultima fase, de fato, não que eu iria morrer de amor, más, iria preferir a morte a que me sujeitar a vida que iria ter que levar. "Filho de peixe, peixinho é", eu me pergunto se sou amaldiçoado pelo destino quando penso nessa fase que sucederia a morte, afinal, o que de bom poderia sair de tanta desgraça? Eu vou dormir. Eu não tenho problemas reais, não veja esse post como um pedido, só leia, ou nem isso, no final ninguem se importa com a vida alheia.
I actually feel a rollercoaster of emotions like anxiety, nostalgia, inner peace and a feeling of emptiness everytime I listen to this. Those liminal spaces are waiting for us. Always...
Sometimes I wish I could be someone else. My life has no meaning, I haven’t achieved anything meaningful, I can’t get any job no matter how hard I try and when I feel like I finally get a chance at something it blows up in my face. I’m lost and I don’t want to end it either, I’m really trying to be better, but no matter how much hard work I put out, I revert again to being a loser no one listens to me and I have no body that I feel comfortable enough to talk to about this nor that people would care about what I have to say , what am I supposed to do I’m just lost
A image popped up in my head of the thrift store I was at today but all the lights were off and it was empty. Listening to this music while I explore it in my daydreams ♡
When I was working night shifts earlier this year I used to listen to many of those types of playlists ... Hits different after 6 AM when you are working from 8 PM to 8 AM.
these are so comforting yet so distressing. To actively avoid this feeling of loneliness, yet constantly finding myself back here. We all face challenges in our wake, but perhaps not all of them can be overcome
You hang out with your friends, it's getting late, U know your parents will scream at U, but you are having your best time in your life, U hang in those places, U are laughing like you never laughed. Now you are not a child anymore and you remember those things....
Quando eu era mais jovem,tive um sonho com um prédio muito parecido com esse primeiro,era de tijolos vermelhos.Fazia um tempo muito frio e cinzento.Em frente havia um banco,onde me sentei,observando o prédio.Quando dei-me por mim,uma senhora se aproximou,sentando-se ao meu lado,e com o olhar ainda fixo no prédio,comentei"estou aqui esperando o meu tio,que está internado ai",e naquele momento,eu me sentia feliz em poder vê-lo novamente,vivo.Ela olhou fixamente em meus olhos,com um olhar muito triste e me disse"eu venho aqui,todos os dias,a 70 anos esperar o meu marido,mas ele nunca saiu de lá... 🇧🇷😞
This comment section is best everyone here seems so chill and true. Just bonding over music and how it makes us feel. Escaping reality this world just for a while listening to this is awesome
I've been having the same dream for the past year, it's like I remember different parts of it each time I dream but it's the same places and people with a "linear" plot. I miss dreaming about other stuff tbh
I have a memory of this place. Those buildings. I was taking a stroll with my mother, I remember on the side of the buildings there was this bridge over a river. Seems so distant yet vivid. My remember my moms smile, she's old now and dealing with personal stuff. I just wish things were back to the way things were. I dream of going to a place like this reflecting on life. I wish I was a kid again, I wish my mom was happy like she was again, she's the world to me. 6:40
This really just highlights the lonliness I feel inside myself. I'm so greatful for having this source of music to suit my need of current emotional detachment.
I'm super grateful for YT because it's just so incredibly diverse. It has helped me to cope with many things pre-pandemic & during.. I love a range of different ambiences & I find refuge in liminal spaces & dreamcore. Was looking for this type of playlist/video to help me chill & quiet my mind before bed (found it without even really looking). This is incredibly soothing, thankyou. 🌌✨🤍✨🌌
