Wait, you all became restful cubes? I messed up big time. I misheard and went and metamorphed myself into a crustful tube. I'm over here looking like a big ol' cannoli. Boy is this embarrassing.
I unfortunately I fucked up too. I listened to this so much that I had memorized everything. Being stuck with the same melodies and not having any new ones to listen to, I became restless. A restless cube. I hope I can reverse this somehow. I know I screwed up big time and the anxiety and stress is getting to me. I can't relax, I can't rest. Please help me quickly
You guys are fucking around... I mentioned it was a square as a reference to the fact that this is about the restful cube. Regardless, you've lost sight of what truly matters; I was just trying to pay the original poster a compliment by calling them clever. Fuck the square versus cube comparison based argument you created. It's a good comment section and I want it to stay peaceful so please don't turn this shit into a debate. It doesn't matter. This is a beautiful work of art and we're lucky enough that he wanted to share it with us. Now let's just be quiet, listen to the music together, especially "our blue room" and breathe while we consider everything in the galaxy. And reflect on how to make the world a better place. Because I'm pretty sure, everything else pales in comparison to that; there are too many issues to solve - we don't have time to argue. Arguing is for people that don't take the time and put the effort in to work on things. Never argue.
Calm down, you just gotta morb to balance it out. Wait, morb comes from anger, do not calm down, be angry. Think of politics, that always gets people angry.
Slept to this and had a nightmare about old CRT TVs haunting me. I'm not joking at all, and I find it fascinating considering an hour later I realized that CRT TVs kinda are the ultimate restful cubes
Not to mention the cube guy looks similar to the colorful cubes that can be seen in the music player and as a corrupted data icon in the Memory Card (PS2) with a face
I can feel my inner cube expanding. So…close….soon I will channel my energy into my precious goop that I can conveniently leave on the couch. Soon, it will all be worth it.
I have this on loop. It is not about the destination of being rested; it is about the journey of resting. Some say I have been resting for too long, mouth closed like the Gates of Janus, eyes shut tight like the heaviest garage door you know. Personally though, too long isn't for them to decide; I will be rested when I am rested. For now though, I am resting.
It all began with a deep yearning for true rest, the kind of rest only a perfectly symmetrical shape could offer. I discovered the ancient and forgotten art of Cubiform Transmogrification-an arcane practice known to only the most obscure of scholars. First, I gathered a collection of essential items: a teaspoon of stardust, a fragment of a philosopher’s paradox, and a pinch of existential dread. Mixing these ingredients under the light of a supernova, I uttered the incantation of the Restful Quadrilateral, an enigmatic chant that resonated with the hidden geometry of the universe. As the words left my lips, my human form began to unravel, folding in on itself like the pages of an ancient manuscript. My bones reshaped, aligning perfectly to the sacred proportions of a cube, while my consciousness gracefully rotated through the fourth dimension, shedding the last remnants of my mortal coil. In my final moments as a human, I felt a profound serenity wash over me. Then, with a soft *pop*, I became a cube-a being of perfect angles and infinite restfulness, free from the constraints of time and space. In this new form, I found peace, existing in a state of perpetual stillness, forever at rest in the vast continuum of creation.
Was falling asleep to this at midnight, then remembered I had to do daily core exercises -- woke back up. That's what separates cube from human. The drive. But you nearly got me. It nearly worked. Maybe next time.
"Nothing behind this door" is of that 1999 vibe where you reach an inaccessible area in game, and the fog and ambient noises are confusing and non-standard. It feels like I am falling through textures.
was listening to this while sleeping, ended up actually being the COMFY triangle, can i have like a refund or something? nevermind this is actually really comfy.
Thanks so much! I've been looking for this for ages. But I guess time is meaningless to me now that I've ascended. ... I'm the guy who asked how to become a restful cube in the last video about the restful cube roommate. For a friend, of course.
What a lovely melancholic malady, exonerating one's inner need for transcendental release of corporeality through the juxtaposition of a steady dynamo of stoic symmetry and a static harmony of obfuscated aether bytes, resonating the very soul with the actuality of reconciled turmoil betwixt solipsistic individualism and diverse ephemeral emotion residues that phase in and out of the awareness of the physical body within|without by a pendulum swing of illequilibrium wrought by both ominous undertones that imply the inevitable death of the now and the aetherial overtures that give way to merging with the tao. Nifty shit.
My dude, you're out here making baller chill transcendence like this, Home Movies-like cartoons, and using Earthbound battle background animations? This is like all my favorite things in one place. Keep up the incredible and amazing work.
Is it possible that I transcended so much that I've become unawarely a Restful Cube all that time? I mean, for a decade now I've been listening to these musics and similar melodies all day long to be.... Restful (true story and life questionning moment)
Bro just helped me on transcending this reality, and becoming restful, accepting my existence in this 3 dimensional space, as I am now,a 3 dimensional square😢
Before, like many, I wished I owned a tungsten cube, it was known to gift those who got their hands on it. For such a long time I thought it was the only way to be restfull. But now, I don't feel the need for such an object anymore, as I became the cube. I may now rest, my soul finally becoming the object of my desire. I am a restfull cube.
I love the beauty, the cubeness, his presence alone brings an angelic frequency and together we are truly chilling. Restful cube heads just know. But really really I really love the jamz
If there is an afterlife, and our souls end up being restful cubes, I'm ok with that. This is quirky, weird, and brilliant! Great ambient music as well. Restful cube is one of the best original concepts and why I subscribed - and also because of floorboard guy :-) Keep doing what you do!
Sometimes I listen to this when I’m stressed out at work, but I have to be careful because the cubicles are recycled rat cages (apparently it’s “good for the environment”) and there isn’t enough space for me to become a restful cube so I become a restful square instead. Luckily I found that I can listen to the Anger Foot soundtrack to revert this, but I still try not to become a restful square because each time I go back a part of me becomes partially reptilian. If I’m too reptilian I might eventually get confused by bossman for an escaped subject, and get put in with the testing lizards. Once some other guy fell into a cage somehow and he secretly recorded what it was like in there by flying paper airplanes over to our section of the office. Most of the words were very profane and very suicidal
