I wish I can be that person forever looking at the ocean on a gloomy/cloudy day. Not worrying about mental illness or addiction that terrorizes me everyday.
just b careful, you could get addicted to looking at the ocean on a gloomy day too. nething that gives you that feeling that you can't quite get on yer own, it's better to just b/feel/want nothing. it's safer for ppl like us.
I'm with you brother, I don't know where you're from, but we're the same people. I'm from the Bronx NY, been battling alcoholic and drug adiction my whole life, not to mention depression and a constant sense of impending doom, we're a unique breed, no matter where we're from in the world. Once I discovered dsbm, everything changed, nocturnal depression forever, id give anything to see these guys live
@@neddeldelaney2813 I'm doing ok I suppose, I've had six surgeries on my right knee over the past few years, I'm semi disabled and it kills me that I can't work anymore, dsbm really helps me through, it's all about " identification" with this genre.
I have loved, and still do... But the fact it slips away like sand resounds with me in such a way, I simply cannot describe it. Eventually, all runs dry. All decays. Memories and idealized perfection imposed on those who are undeserving is the real tragedy here...
The saying goes that you only love once, but that is very misguiding. You only ignite love once and it remains within you forever, but you may believe it is only tied to that first occurrence that helped uncover the force. The beauty of love is only truly found deep within oneself after the fire becomes ignited with even the slightest correspondence of matching levels of devotion and empathy that bleeds forth through recognition in wounded and desperate gazes that voicelessly call out to you. It sometimes takes years to realize the importance of such a (soul) bond, but it seems to be too late upon reflection as life has already moved on... The onset of love is symbolic in both the strict memory of the person and event in time that triggered it -and the idealized or percieved feelings that arose in the now cherished and slightly embellished memory that has become immortalized in the mind. This combined aspect of love was never able to be fully encapsulated or united with, and thus feels hopelessly lost forever and unrequited -causing immense pain knowing that it could have been the one-and-only chance at peace and untold acceptance in such an absurd derisive wasteland as this. That person will always hold a special place in your life, and that love is within you now and part of your true self waiting to be unleashed. Earth or the outer world, just might not be the right place for it to be fully expressed unless you find a very open-minded and introspective ally in life to address these concepts with. The paradigm shift that first opens the floodgates to these explosive feelings brings much confusion and panic as there are few forseeable ways of placing them at first. You will likely stand outside of the feelings and spectate them in awe and bewilderment, not fully grasping or understanding the weight and importance of such a turning point in your life. These feelings and the hopes of connecting it with another is sought after with each conscious and unconscious moment which soon shapes every longing breath... Time does not slow this new growing force as it becomes further cultivated with renewed energy and purpose over the years. This only causes more pain, as it moves you further from the mold of a standard life and would take a miracle to find in another. Eventually there can be no further consolation as it has become a supernal truth and the guiding force of your very being. This plane of existence is seemingly bound up in rulesets and stifling configurations that cannot allow this realization to be set into motion in the interactions of our waking lives, and just becomes another means towards further isolation and ridicule for anyone foolish enough to show the self-sacrifice required for such a meaningful cause... Every passing day becomes riddled with emptiness where the lingering echoes of ambition, hope, and purpose become just more carrots-on-a-stick to lure you towards an unavoidable and inevitable end ...without the fulfillment of such a worthwhile fantasy. Routine life becomes torture, where consciousness continues to indulge itself on visual and sensory experience ...while the desolate spectator of this damnable folly becomes a prisoner to time forced to go through the motions of life without wishing to continue it. "Infinity, infinite entertainment What a pity, it has no aim... For all the time we buried Everything remains the same..." Time cannot bring any salvation. It only brings further socially-conditioned distractions enforced throughout the ages ...which has built up a false ideal of what a meaningful life is supposed to be comprised of. These options are not overlooked accidentally, but are obviously avoided as they are mere replications of tried-and-true monotonous lives repeated by humanity for centuries. Such lives haven't led to any meaningful discoveries -which should be the only purpose of a self-aware individual life. Such hollow responsibilities and commitments are merely time-sinks and lead to a twisted sort of stockholm syndrome to keep you engaged and further re-enforces the traps of society and life on earth. As humans, we are quickly walking-in-place as our offspring come-and-go down the same tired paths ...while the meaning for life becomes just life dictated by how life ought to be lived based on how it has been for others for time immemorial. Have you ever seen yourself or humanity become more alien to you as you started growing older? This is likely the seperation of the default rubric of life (the outer world) clashing with the inner realms of cultivated feelings preserved regardless of the consequences of time and its' effects on the snapshot collage of your lifes' events that has become a comfort zone of familiarity to you. Few can hope to leave this comfort zone. If hell exists, it would just be another different nightmare and mere physical pain is nothing but fear-mongering tactics to manipulate the masses and less potent than the pain of emptiness that floods every corner and aspect of this universe while under this irreversible state of mind and being. Only a complete erasure of awareness, memory, rationality, and other aspects commonly related to conscious self-perception as part of individual experience could relieve such a woe. Some may question if this can just be seen as simple escapism by placing an ideal or concept on a pedestal and being misguided by it... It feels more like honesty, vulnerability, and integrity to me. I cannot go back on feelings that are true to me. Here's to hoping for nothing after death, as nothing is less empty than life here on earth.
Kalbim ağlıyor,acıtıyor.. Yalnızlık.. sessizlik.. hissizlik.. Her çığlık sonsuzluğa açılan bir kapı. Her çığlık ölümün kıyısı. Her çığlık özgürlük. Her çığlık bir intihar.
This is very sad! and very painful! but yet it's so sweet! but it had to be that way! because "love" always means "pain"! too! and that's also what life is all about! I still love it! ❤️
Jeder Schrei ist Freiheit - Jeder Schrei ist Selbstmord❓️- Aber Selbstmord ist KEINE Freiheit - Wirkliche Freiheit findet man NUR bei Gott 🌌 Auch wenn noch nicht jeder bereit ist, dieses zu glauben - Die Wahrheit bleibt die Wahrheit‼️ 🎈 Ich wünsche jedem Hilfe + Erkenntnis 🛐 Er liebt jeden Menschen
I wish I can be that person forever looking at the ocean on a gloomy/cloudy day. Not worrying about mental illness or addiction that terrorizes me everyday.
just b careful, you could get addicted to looking at the ocean on a gloomy day too. nething that gives you that feeling that you can't quite get on yer own, it's better to just b/feel/want nothing. it's safer for ppl like us.
@@no.n403 😮😮
I feel you bro. Same here
U😅
I wish it too
They know how to touch the soul.... marvelous music from Singapore. Greetings from Albania...
leaving behind this life…
have a pleasant journey my friend
This is peaceful
I'm with you brother, I don't know where you're from, but we're the same people. I'm from the Bronx NY, been battling alcoholic and drug adiction my whole life, not to mention depression and a constant sense of impending doom, we're a unique breed, no matter where we're from in the world. Once I discovered dsbm, everything changed, nocturnal depression forever, id give anything to see these guys live
@@neddeldelaney2813 I'm doing ok I suppose, thanks for asking, how are you?
@@neddeldelaney2813 I'm doing ok I suppose, I've had six surgeries on my right knee over the past few years, I'm semi disabled and it kills me that I can't work anymore, dsbm really helps me through, it's all about " identification" with this genre.
How are you now my friend
Yea I no brother I love this music it's a relief from all of life's problems its peaceful to me my wife doesn't understand it but we do
@@neddeldelaney2813 I'm hanging in there, thanks for as, how are you? I just discovered a awesome band called " black tomb", check it out
Loving someone is like holding sand... it goes away
You can hold sand with your two hands.
I have loved, and still do... But the fact it slips away like sand resounds with me in such a way, I simply cannot describe it.
Eventually, all runs dry. All decays. Memories and idealized perfection imposed on those who are undeserving is the real tragedy here...
@@tresenti deep
The saying goes that you only love once, but that is very misguiding.
You only ignite love once and it remains within you forever, but you may believe it is only tied to that first occurrence that helped uncover the force.
The beauty of love is only truly found deep within oneself after the fire becomes ignited with even the slightest correspondence of matching levels of devotion and empathy that bleeds forth through recognition in wounded and desperate gazes that voicelessly call out to you.
It sometimes takes years to realize the importance of such a (soul) bond, but it seems to be too late upon reflection as life has already moved on...
The onset of love is symbolic in both the strict memory of the person and event in time that triggered it
-and the idealized or percieved feelings that arose in the now cherished and slightly embellished memory that has become immortalized in the mind.
This combined aspect of love was never able to be fully encapsulated or united with, and thus feels hopelessly lost forever and unrequited
-causing immense pain knowing that it could have been the one-and-only chance at peace and untold acceptance in such an absurd derisive wasteland as this.
That person will always hold a special place in your life, and that love is within you now and part of your true self waiting to be unleashed.
Earth or the outer world, just might not be the right place for it to be fully expressed unless you find a very open-minded and introspective ally in life to address these concepts with.
The paradigm shift that first opens the floodgates to these explosive feelings brings much confusion and panic as there are few forseeable ways of placing them at first.
You will likely stand outside of the feelings and spectate them in awe and bewilderment, not fully grasping or understanding the weight and importance of such a turning point in your life.
These feelings and the hopes of connecting it with another is sought after with each conscious and unconscious moment which soon shapes every longing breath...
Time does not slow this new growing force as it becomes further cultivated with renewed energy and purpose over the years.
This only causes more pain, as it moves you further from the mold of a standard life and would take a miracle to find in another.
Eventually there can be no further consolation as it has become a supernal truth and the guiding force of your very being.
This plane of existence is seemingly bound up in rulesets and stifling configurations that cannot allow this realization to be set into motion in the interactions of our waking lives, and just becomes another means towards further isolation and ridicule for anyone foolish enough to show the self-sacrifice required for such a meaningful cause...
Every passing day becomes riddled with emptiness where the lingering echoes of ambition, hope, and purpose become just more carrots-on-a-stick to lure you towards an unavoidable and inevitable end
...without the fulfillment of such a worthwhile fantasy.
Routine life becomes torture, where consciousness continues to indulge itself on visual and sensory experience
...while the desolate spectator of this damnable folly becomes a prisoner to time forced to go through the motions of life without wishing to continue it.
"Infinity, infinite entertainment
What a pity, it has no aim...
For all the time we buried
Everything remains the same..."
Time cannot bring any salvation. It only brings further socially-conditioned distractions enforced throughout the ages
...which has built up a false ideal of what a meaningful life is supposed to be comprised of.
These options are not overlooked accidentally, but are obviously avoided as they are mere replications of tried-and-true monotonous lives repeated by humanity for centuries.
Such lives haven't led to any meaningful discoveries
-which should be the only purpose of a self-aware individual life.
Such hollow responsibilities and commitments are merely time-sinks and lead to a twisted sort of stockholm syndrome to keep you engaged and further re-enforces the traps of society and life on earth.
As humans, we are quickly walking-in-place as our offspring come-and-go down the same tired paths
...while the meaning for life becomes just life dictated by how life ought to be lived based on how it has been for others for time immemorial.
Have you ever seen yourself or humanity become more alien to you as you started growing older?
This is likely the seperation of the default rubric of life (the outer world) clashing with the inner realms of cultivated feelings preserved regardless of the consequences of time and its' effects on the snapshot collage of your lifes' events that has become a comfort zone of familiarity to you.
Few can hope to leave this comfort zone.
If hell exists, it would just be another different nightmare and mere physical pain is nothing but fear-mongering tactics to manipulate the masses and less potent than the pain of emptiness that floods every corner and aspect of this universe while under this irreversible state of mind and being.
Only a complete erasure of awareness, memory, rationality, and other aspects commonly related to conscious self-perception as part of individual experience could relieve such a woe.
Some may question if this can just be seen as simple escapism by placing an ideal or concept on a pedestal and being misguided by it...
It feels more like honesty, vulnerability, and integrity to me.
I cannot go back on feelings that are true to me.
Here's to hoping for nothing after death, as nothing is less empty than life here on earth.
@@heathenflame.... Holy fuck man.. That's devastatingly true...this is the best comment I've ever read.. Thank you
Un povero d'anima non può mai godere le noti di questo tipo di musica...
I love this the haunting sound is so peaceful perfect im there starin out at the sea feelin the wind and drownin in the music
still remember🖤🖤
Nostalgia = sadness and memories.
This Autumn is so particular this year where i'm living 🍂
A power of pain of love is inside in every note!
perfect comment
Such a good song
Kalbim ağlıyor,acıtıyor..
Yalnızlık.. sessizlik.. hissizlik..
Her çığlık sonsuzluğa açılan bir kapı.
Her çığlık ölümün kıyısı.
Her çığlık özgürlük.
Her çığlık bir intihar.
Merhaba , Tanrı .
@@MansurSoultanoff Merhaba.
@@BenTanriyim selamlar
@@erman575 Selamlar.
@@BenTanriyim selamlar
Love the melody, into dream world with this one
wonderful! , hail from brazil
Cette chanson est magnifique !!!!!! 👍💯💕
This is very sad! and very painful! but yet it's so sweet! but it had to be that way! because "love" always means "pain"! too! and that's also what life is all about! I still love it! ❤️
Hail....From Nepal 🇳🇵
O inferno se esfria com essas canções!
it really painful…
from my heart…beautiful
Very emotional
Glad found this
Nice song i miss the love
L eau un apaisement total le retour au bien-être !!!! 😜 ☠️ ❤️ 👍
Wonderfull song
Lo que necesito.
Is all I need💗
Sounds beautiful! I want to be at
The beach right now! 🤘
Great work ✨️
Awesome
Proud for u all.. I'm from msia
❤
❤❤❤❤❤❤
So fucking beautiful
Belíssimo!!!
🖤 From Italy
...♥
brilliant
See you 🤘
This is an epic journey to an anticipate dead. I can't and I don't want to heard anything more from this shit life.
I can't be more agree with you. Fuck this shit...
I'm so much agree even if the shit has to give a fuck.
💥⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
im lost in this melody.
Jeder Schrei ist Freiheit - Jeder Schrei ist Selbstmord❓️- Aber Selbstmord ist KEINE Freiheit - Wirkliche Freiheit findet man NUR bei Gott 🌌
Auch wenn noch nicht jeder bereit ist, dieses zu glauben - Die Wahrheit bleibt die Wahrheit‼️
🎈
Ich wünsche jedem Hilfe +
Erkenntnis 🛐
Er liebt jeden Menschen
Koniec survivalu .
It seems that my music is fitting with the theme.
Yeah 🖤 excellent 🖤😈🍺🤘😘😘😘🤘
Damn ..
its start like some sound from empire earth
GOD
Bravo 💯 ♥️ !!!! 😜 ☠️ ❤️ 👍
Ağrılı .
türküm kardeş
spotify da bu tarz şeyler bulamıyorum çok üzücü
@@mert-oh2bw orası glamurların
@@MansurSoultanoff o ne demek
@@mert-oh2bw var
Güzelmişsin
Dinlediğim çoğu dsbm de yorumların var
@@Hayalet_Music olmasın mı
vasily sigarev's Жить (2011) enjoy guys
It's like Yasmin :"/
both songs are two versions of the same thing and released as a single ^_^
печаль..
is this band still playing?
They took a hiatus but just came back and released an album today
💀💀
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