Gazing upon the stars, inspired with reaching out to them and creating cities in the skies... only to remember that those stars no longer exist in the 'now'.
why did you remove a couple of your newest videos? I really liked the new Egyptian one and fell asleep to it but woke up to it gone :( and I was looking forward to listening to another one but it disappeared before I could check it out
@@spicysalad3013 honestly I wasn't overly happy with them, felt I could do more - there will be more Ancient Egyptian tracks (including the one I just removed) back on the channel soon
Just gotta say, as a father of three, I am BLESSED to have found your content. You and your music is what is what our wind-down time consists of more often than not. Always calming and almost euphoric, these tunes have gotten us through alot of nights. So I speak for the whole family when I say we sincerely appreciate you, and your music 😴🤌
A dream's ghost lingers, her laughter a fading melody. I reach for her, but she's a wisp of smoke, a warmth slipping through my fingers. Memories crumble like sandcastles against the relentless waves of time. All that remains is a bittersweet ache, a love both beautiful and haunting, forever veiled in the fog of yesterday.
I love your channel , especially this piece and the '' Contact 過去 - Emotional Ambient Cyberpunk Music for Deep Relaxation '' along with the Future セルフ - Ambient Cyberpunk for Forgotten Dreams . You really inspired me to write some ambient music with Innate Trigger . And i thank you for that .
Her once dark brown coat turned into an ashen grey. No matter how hard she tried, it was like it became apart of her apparel. She was able to wipe the dust off her goggles, no dust on her gloves. Once her equipment was cleaned, she adjusted her mask, saving her lungs from the infectious air. Her ragged sack was held just above the dusty ground, taking out a communication device, with all kinds of knobs, a microphone and switches before her. Once she had it out, she safely placed her bag above a nearby rock, mysteriously clean of any dust. She pulled the antenna out, flicked the switches and turning the knobs between different double digits. The white noise turned to someone's voice, speaking to another. "This is Scouter Seven." She announced, holding the mic close to her mask. "Over." "Scouter Seven, good to hear you got to the scavenging point safely. Did you keep contact with the other scouters? Over." "Negative. Communications have been scarce. I only managed to get in contact with Scouter Three and Six. I fear the worst for the others. Over." "Very well... and the scavenging? Over." She was reminded of her surroundings. Nothing but rusty pipes, cracked and scattered bricks, glass and other such objects. "Nothing... but I'll keep looking. Nothing but scraps and old-world materials. At this rate, we'll pick the dunes clean. Over." "You're aware what happens if you make quota. Don't disappoint us. Continue on your mission, cutting communications. Over." She sighed, placing the microphone back in it's slot and inserting the antenna back into the machine. Just when she was about to store her device back, her surroundings turned a bright orange. Had she been discovered by the rogue machines? No... their colours are red. She looked down, finding the source of the light. A massive, spinning amalgamation of steel, lightning and wires creating what looked like light. An oddly comforting sunset-like aura. She scooted closer to the edges of the light, brushing dust with one of her tools from her sac. An old broom with a handle of metal. A hidden weapon if things got desperate enough. Shrouded by the dust, she discovered the symbol of the old world. Red and black stripes, the top left having a blue square with black stars. She placed her device down once more, pulling the antenna up and grabbing the microphone. "This is Scouter Seven, I've found something!" There was a pause. "Over." She remembered to say. "What did you find, Scouter Seven? Over." "It's a war robot. It's got the flag of the old world on it. Over." "Excellent work, Scouter Seven. Stay where you are, we'll have a platoon of retrievers come and get you. Over." She had a surprised look, slowly turning to a suspicious one. "You never sent them before. Why now?" "This is a matter of great importance. It needs immediate attention. Over." "But here's my question. What's an old world robot doing here in the eastern world?" Wondered the woman. "Stay where you are. Cutting communications. Over." Left with more questions than answers, the woman felt like she had a target on her back. They never sent out retrievers here. Not even to get the bodies of those who are lost to the dunes. In a panicked race to gather her belongings, she got her sac and put all of her belongings away. "Maybe the folk in the far east will want to learn about this." As much as a bad idea it was, she wasn't going to die for this. Not like this, out in the wild, dusty world and become one with the forgotten. Determined, she raced for east.
My mini ADHD brain won't focus when I'm studying. So this actually helps me to shut down the noises in my head. I have my exams in like a week. When the results come, I'll edit this comment,' k?😁 Love your channel btw all the way from Sri Lanka🥰
It's beautiful my friend very beautiful makes you feel like you're flying make you feel like nothing can hold you down to slow you down like you can do anything well done my friend😊
We are all stuck on a spherical island in the middle of nowhere. An infinite sea of blackness. An unending empty void in all directions. It’s pretty strange if you think about it. Where the hell are we, and what the hell are we doing?
Walking endlessly for miles in this worn-out wasteland.. I don't know if I am used to the atmosphere of the smoke and fog, the sand and ashes, the roars from the engines of the fallen mechs and the sound of buzzing from the visors of those who have fallen. Or maybe there's a beautiful yet somber truth behind it all, beneath the senseless war, the competition between corporate giants. Other than the fact that war never changes, there is one flaw that has never been corrected.. Everybody wants to save the world, but they never agree on how.
At long last you have found me. I ask that you venture inside this metal shell of a body and find my life core. Within the core you will find the Vulcan Messiah. It is the ultimate weapon to repel all evil. My life cell is fading. You are the next carrier of the Vulcan Messiah.
Current Mood.
Forgotten🔄Remember
Torn between destroying the world or saving it?
Gazing upon the stars, inspired with reaching out to them and creating cities in the skies... only to remember that those stars no longer exist in the 'now'.
why did you remove a couple of your newest videos? I really liked the new Egyptian one and fell asleep to it but woke up to it gone :( and I was looking forward to listening to another one but it disappeared before I could check it out
@@spicysalad3013 honestly I wasn't overly happy with them, felt I could do more - there will be more Ancient Egyptian tracks (including the one I just removed) back on the channel soon
Just gotta say, as a father of three, I am BLESSED to have found your content. You and your music is what is what our wind-down time consists of more often than not. Always calming and almost euphoric, these tunes have gotten us through alot of nights. So I speak for the whole family when I say we sincerely appreciate you, and your music 😴🤌
videos with this robot definitely have the best soundtracks, in my opinion.
A dream's ghost lingers, her laughter a fading melody. I reach for her, but she's a wisp of smoke, a warmth slipping through my fingers. Memories crumble like sandcastles against the relentless waves of time. All that remains is a bittersweet ache, a love both beautiful and haunting, forever veiled in the fog of yesterday.
I love your channel , especially this piece and the '' Contact 過去 - Emotional Ambient Cyberpunk Music for Deep Relaxation '' along with the Future セルフ - Ambient Cyberpunk for Forgotten Dreams . You really inspired me to write some ambient music with Innate Trigger . And i thank you for that .
This is awesome, Athena! Love the airy ambient start and then when that bass kicks in... 👏 Really cool visuals too.
This is great for those late nights just staring up at the ceiling. Amazing
I've had many of those nights staring at the ceiling.
@@mattgilmore1971 it brings clarity to many thoughts, or sadness to many memories. Either way, its still something we all do
.......BAbe come here! the new Athena just dropped!!
Her once dark brown coat turned into an ashen grey. No matter how hard she tried, it was like it became apart of her apparel. She was able to wipe the dust off her goggles, no dust on her gloves.
Once her equipment was cleaned, she adjusted her mask, saving her lungs from the infectious air. Her ragged sack was held just above the dusty ground, taking out a communication device, with all kinds of knobs, a microphone and switches before her. Once she had it out, she safely placed her bag above a nearby rock, mysteriously clean of any dust. She pulled the antenna out, flicked the switches and turning the knobs between different double digits. The white noise turned to someone's voice, speaking to another. "This is Scouter Seven." She announced, holding the mic close to her mask. "Over."
"Scouter Seven, good to hear you got to the scavenging point safely. Did you keep contact with the other scouters? Over."
"Negative. Communications have been scarce. I only managed to get in contact with Scouter Three and Six. I fear the worst for the others. Over."
"Very well... and the scavenging? Over."
She was reminded of her surroundings. Nothing but rusty pipes, cracked and scattered bricks, glass and other such objects. "Nothing... but I'll keep looking. Nothing but scraps and old-world materials. At this rate, we'll pick the dunes clean. Over."
"You're aware what happens if you make quota. Don't disappoint us. Continue on your mission, cutting communications. Over."
She sighed, placing the microphone back in it's slot and inserting the antenna back into the machine. Just when she was about to store her device back, her surroundings turned a bright orange. Had she been discovered by the rogue machines? No... their colours are red. She looked down, finding the source of the light. A massive, spinning amalgamation of steel, lightning and wires creating what looked like light. An oddly comforting sunset-like aura. She scooted closer to the edges of the light, brushing dust with one of her tools from her sac. An old broom with a handle of metal. A hidden weapon if things got desperate enough.
Shrouded by the dust, she discovered the symbol of the old world. Red and black stripes, the top left having a blue square with black stars. She placed her device down once more, pulling the antenna up and grabbing the microphone. "This is Scouter Seven, I've found something!" There was a pause. "Over." She remembered to say.
"What did you find, Scouter Seven? Over."
"It's a war robot. It's got the flag of the old world on it. Over."
"Excellent work, Scouter Seven. Stay where you are, we'll have a platoon of retrievers come and get you. Over."
She had a surprised look, slowly turning to a suspicious one. "You never sent them before. Why now?"
"This is a matter of great importance. It needs immediate attention. Over."
"But here's my question. What's an old world robot doing here in the eastern world?" Wondered the woman.
"Stay where you are. Cutting communications. Over."
Left with more questions than answers, the woman felt like she had a target on her back. They never sent out retrievers here. Not even to get the bodies of those who are lost to the dunes. In a panicked race to gather her belongings, she got her sac and put all of her belongings away. "Maybe the folk in the far east will want to learn about this." As much as a bad idea it was, she wasn't going to die for this. Not like this, out in the wild, dusty world and become one with the forgotten. Determined, she raced for east.
great story
Here for the music, stay for the stories it invokes 😊
Nice!
Love your work as always. Lovely artwork too, I just want to give the robot a hand up!
Pleasure the listen. Thanks, be blessed 🌟
Another inspiring visual and sound art
My mini ADHD brain won't focus when I'm studying. So this actually helps me to shut down the noises in my head. I have my exams in like a week. When the results come, I'll edit this comment,' k?😁
Love your channel btw all the way from Sri Lanka🥰
This is awesome Athena!!! Perfect…
It's beautiful my friend very beautiful makes you feel like you're flying make you feel like nothing can hold you down to slow you down like you can do anything well done my friend😊
The 80s vibes dies but lives this time forever.
Thank you for your magnificent work…
This is just what I need right now, thank you very much 💜
It's the end of the day and you've done all you can do. That's all that can be expected of you. Let's get some rest and we'll try again tomorrow ❤
Just what I needed
Athena thanks ❤
This is so good
Brilliant, as always.
Dope......
You are awsome❤
just great for my late night studies makes me lose all my study related stress hence increasing my efficiency
We are all stuck on a spherical island in the middle of nowhere. An infinite sea of blackness. An unending empty void in all directions. It’s pretty strange if you think about it. Where the hell are we, and what the hell are we doing?
My God. It's full of stars.
Your pictures are the best, where can I get then for screensavers?
My new site is almost done - there will be free wallpaper packs there when ready
Walking endlessly for miles in this worn-out wasteland.. I don't know if I am used to the atmosphere of the smoke and fog, the sand and ashes, the roars from the engines of the fallen mechs and the sound of buzzing from the visors of those who have fallen.
Or maybe there's a beautiful yet somber truth behind it all, beneath the senseless war, the competition between corporate giants. Other than the fact that war never changes, there is one flaw that has never been corrected..
Everybody wants to save the world, but they never agree on how.
Beautiful. Where to get this wallpaper?
It reminds me of the "Inside" game from Playground.
♥️🔥
Forgotten dreams, endlessly sounding to nothing; torments to time in a lost transmission.
I thought this was a Bionicle
Kopaka vibes
🌎✨👽
Like AI wanting to compete a mission but can’t. The vibe I'm feeling. 😅
🌎
At long last you have found me. I ask that you venture inside this metal shell of a body and find my life core. Within the core you will find the Vulcan Messiah. It is the ultimate weapon to repel all evil. My life cell is fading. You are the next carrier of the Vulcan Messiah.
optimus…
GUMDAN ARE YOU ¿¿??😮😮😮😮😮😮❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
It's a Gundam...
Sleeep
🫶 the artwork... using it's last energy source before signing off... 😑
😔
That's a G1 transformer, right?
Is it just me, or does it kinda look like Optimus Prime
Currently listening to this while reading the Bible!
May the risen King that I serve continue to bless you!🙏🏻
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Only me this face reminds me Optimus prime?
Looks like an Autobot....
I love the artwork. How could I get this for a desktop wallpaper?