Silent Gods is now available on Spotify :) - a collection of 6 of my recent Dark Fantasy songs in short form. open.spotify.com/album/3xWfcdIQ3nQLJh3XS5O0YO?si=Oq1eBRl2RI2-l32CTyloRQ
I’m a fireman. And as the nature of the job is, you lose people. You cannot save all patients. And I swear, when I lose one, I sit in silence and I hear music like this inside me. Almost like I feel honored to have shared someone’s last moments of life, but a slight shame I wasn’t capable enough to keep them here. I remember the faces. Not the names. I pray a day comes when they can tell me their names.
My husband was a 1st responder like you and he had to drop it one day when someone blamed him for a death (17/motorbike vs brick wall at 70mph). I hope you heal and that you find inner peace. God bless you and all our 1st responders.
Damn you for bringing them back. Damn you for reminding me. For reminding me that I couldn’t do enough. Reminding me that I failed them, there wives, husbands, children, mothers, fathers, brothers, and sisters. Damn you for bringing it back. Ive been trying to let go. To get past it. But I can’t. God just the sound of the sirens going off brings it all back. The site of an engine tears me to shreds. It reminds me that it should’ve been me instead of him. Reminds me that I’ll never get to sit by the fire and trade stories of our calls ever again. Reminds me that I wasn’t enough to save not only him, bet everyone else.
I am only 20 years old and am a college student. I don't know much about life, but after losing my father due to mental health issues and possible overdose, I don't know if it was suicide, I come to learn something about Guilt. I should have, could have been there for my father as a teenager at the time. My parents were divorced, and I lived with my mother. I should have wanted to see him and do more with him, but I didn't. I was a spoiled 13-and-a-half-year-old teenager addicted to video games. I did not nothing with myself, and when I did visit him, it was mainly to be in the presence of my grandparents as they stayed together. I missed having a father that understood me, because I had to grow up with no one to relate to. My stepfather was the opposite from me and never really wanted to be in my life because he had his own children. Guilt has only one purpose to serve; To teach you to treasure what you have, remember what you lost, and respect the time sensitive nature of life. After that, Guilt is useless because if you learned your lesson from whatever gave you guilt, you can move on. Guilt beyond your lesson keeps you in a specific time and place, preventing more life to flow. If I have overstepped here, I apologize. If so, please share your wisdom with me, I am trying to understand what I can from whoever I can.
@@Casey-Onesweetheart...what happened was no fault of yours and I know your father would not want you to carry that guilt because despite his struggles he loved you. Sometimes parents lack the ability to show love in a healthy way due to their unhealed trauma and are overwhelmed and consumed by the inner battles they face. Know that despite whatever the adults in your life do, you are enough, your Heavenly Father fearfully and wonderfully made you. You have value not determined upon the acceptance of man. And you have a purpose. You're not alone hun. If you need support, reach out. Much love fam. 💗
I always want to capture that amalgam of euphoria and yearning. That feeling is always just out of reach or goes unnoticed in the heat of a moment, making me feel like I didn't savour it enough.
"And here I stand," she said. "Here you stand," the Forgotten God replied. "The last human being that will ever exist." "Yes, you are, my dear, but it must be so." "I agree, but I've always wondered, why must humanity vanish?" "As things come and go," said the Mighty Skeleton, "humanity can't stay forever; the player must take off the stage. Humanity had the chance to prove its value. I didn't judge it, but it had the chance to show the good it could do. Even though humanity could produce mighty art, the hate and destruction it brought upon this world have been unbearable." The god was stern in his words, but fair in his judgment. "But you, little one, you improved humanity's image in its last breaths, and I'm not sad that you will leave and take the rest of humanity with you. You brought some good to this world; you allowed it to begin on its long Healing Path. Now humanity will be gone with this last sunset. Life will heal, and Peace will come again. I wish you good fortune for the hours to come, as you deserve it. Rest, my dear, I love you as I loved the first human I created." (Personal creation, inspired by this beautiful image that made me imagine this relaxing thought of humanity slowly vanishing)
"I..I'm scared", confessed the woman as tears started running down her face, "Will you stay with me?" "I will be right here", the great skeleton responds softly. He cradles her in his enormous hands as she nearly reverts to a child-like state of vulnerability, and they watch the sunset together. The skeleton gazes at the last rays of sunlight slowly fading into the horizon and says; "Of all the wonders I have seen in the universe, I find nothing more beautiful than a winter sunset." The woman faintly agrees, as her breath starts slowing down.
@ImAgentK sounds like you're going through a rough patch brother. I used to think just as you but then I hit rock bottom and looked for professional help. Hope it's not that bad for you sir, in which case you only need change perspective and avoid cinism
" So, you are the one that fell from the sky. Legend says that you rose up to the sky to meet a comet. It is known that you hit the comet so hard it saved this planet but took your life. You fell from the sky and landed here. An angelic giant who gave their life for all of us here."
@@Alex-Valenz58 No one has a problem but you. And now you are throwing the word moron around, to which I suppose you finally validate the person you are. And I have seen your other comments on this channel which brings me to a full understanding to what you are lol. Bye and have a good day.
@@Alex-Valenz58 Jerks for Jesus... chasing people away for hundreds of years... Making sure nobody wants to buy what you're selling. For the record, you're not being persecuted, you're just rude.
Wow. It's really fascinating how somewhere deep down we all respond to awe inpiring art the same. It had the same impression on me as you point to with your words. Awe struck and maybe even invoking some kind of existential fear, yet profoundly peaceful and consoling in a strange way. Words can only point to, but never fully describe such beauty. Thanks for the inpiration. Have a great day! 😌
Bone limbs of starlight gleam with tender glow, A cosmic dance beneath the twilight's breath, In tranquil peace, the mortal form does show, The evening’s grace, the beautiful death.
"Life is but a fleeting moment, a whisper upon the wind. We walk through the vastness of the ages, our time as brief as the flicker of a candle. But do not be dismayed by your seeming smallness, for even the tiniest star can light up the darkest night. In the end, it is not the permanence of our existence that defines us, but the light we bring to the world while we are here."
Когда я слушаю эту музыку и смотрю на картину, то моя душа отдыхает. Вечность, жизнь и смерть, это то что не видно в череде бытовых забот. Я нуждалась в покое и нашла его в этом видео
This music makes me think of how my first superhero D&D campaign ended. It was so warm and soothing, this music would have been perfect. Imagine my surprise as the DM having set up for this final conflict, the "arena" was ready to go and the big bad guy was prepared to make his final stand against the people who had opposed him all this time. Then they started talking, then kept talking, and some rolls were made. Eventually, the party talked the villain down from his position of hurt and pain. They convinced him that this didn't have to be the end. They redeemed him. So the campaign ended not with the epic boss battle, but with the party comforting the redeemed man and allowing him to pass on in peace. To this day, it is the best end to a tabletop campaign I have ever seen.
@@Eddy_KusanagiI’d suggest watching some dimension 20. The campaigns are super interesting, and by the time you finish watching one you’ll have a good idea of how the game works. Fantasy High is a recommendation of mine since a few of the players are new so they ask questions and Brennan explains certain terms. I also learned how to play from watching that before I got into my first campaign!
Here’s just some words from me if your having a bad day: I know many people say it’ll get better, just wait, etc etc, but that’s not true. There will be sparks in the dark that you may be stuck in, but that’s okay, use those sparks to light the fire. Create your own light, do not follow someone else’s as you’ll just be in their shadow. Have a lovely night/day/ afternoon, things will brighten at some point. I love you dear.
@@Secretly-A-Bird You’re welcome! Just trying to spread a bit joy and some light as I’ve been going through a hard time so hopefully I can make a persons day better! 🥰
Teleports a woman too but I think it's also extra special that it has this effect on men too because men seem to have a harder time dealing with emotions given the archaic idea that "boys don't cry" - utter bullshit. Fathers pass it to their sons but being at peace with yourself is everything and part of that is accepting that you're allowed to experience vulnerability and emotions. I wish I knew how to tell my brother this.
Your purpose in life is to become the greatest version of yourself. You have to understand that there will never in a billion years ever be another you. You being alive right now in this universe could change the world. The greatest human act is inspiring & you have the power to inspire billions. Use your voice , your image & your character to change the world around you & teach others to believe in themselves and to thank God for giving us the opportunity of life 🕊️
This makes me think about advanced civilisations that may have existed Billions of years ago but have now since perished, with no trace of their existence remaining...
And as the old god was slowly passing away he said to his child with tears in his eyes my child no matter what this world takes from you no matter how badly they hurt you dont give in to the anger and darkness for the ultimate revenge is kindness and forgiveness goodbye now my love
It's like I am sitting there staring at myself. However, I am completely aware of myself in both forms, yet each form is still individuated in that they are looking at each other. One is what is left of an epic life lead with absolutely stoic resoluteness. The other in awe of the capacity exhibited by its counterpart, despite knowing it is in awe of itself. It is quite the conundrum to maintain a sense of identity when I allow myself to gaze loosely here. The music is pretty nice too though.
"Does it hurt?" The skeleton slowly tilted it's head down to the human below, sitting and looking up to them. "It does, and it does not." The human looked confused at it's answer. "How can passing on both hurt and not hurt? I don't feel pain right now. Will it hurt when I cross over?" The skeleton slowly shook it's head. "The idea of crossing, to know the world that you left will forever be out of your grasp. The memories, the experiences, the people you knew, all back in the place your spirit no longeris tied to. The pain of knowing it's over. That is what hurts." The human lowered it's head, pondering the skeletons words with misty eyes. "So how does it not hurt then?" The skeleton looked to the forever sunset and sunrise, the permanent symbol of the end and the beginning of a day. A symbol of life and death itself, if on were to dig deep enough into its meaning. "Because past me," the skeleton then pointed off into the forest of large trees they pressed their back against. "Past me is peace. No more pain. No more hardship. Just....peace. What all you mortals really want in the end." The human looked a bit frustrated with this answer and asked, "What is peace to me then? Some people see peace as no more conflict. Some see it as a heavenly utopia ruled by a god they follow. Some even see peace as nothing! What is my peace?" The skeleton, ever emotionless with no change in their tone, simply looked at the man, and said, "That is for you to decide. You lived a life that befitted one such as yourself. Take pride in that, however you see fit. Whatever you find in there, is of your own making. I simply show the path to what you made for yourself." The human looked down at his hands. He did not know how to take that. Whether it was because he lived a life of goodness or of contempt, he did not know. He did not know if he was ready. But yet, no one's ever really ready for their final rest. He then looked to the skeleton, and to the forever setting and rising sun. "Do you mind then...if I can sit with you and watch this? Until i am ready?" The skeleton looked the the sun, and back to the human, and simply nodded. The man scooted closer to the skeleton, not feeling fear from its form. And the skeleton simply waited. Many mortals would have this talk with them, for it would not be the last time.
"What was it like? Watching it all go by you for so long?" "It was strange, to know I had no part in any of it, and yet it still moved on." "Did no one else ever find you?" "No, they could not see me, nor could they hear me." "Then why did you persist? If you thought nobody would ever find you?" "Because I knew one day, someone would find me. Someone would wander here, drawn by instinct or by fate, to find me at last. So that I might tell them the story of this world, and at long last allow myself to rest." "Then tell me your story, I want to hear it all." "Very well little one, but it is a tale with no end, not until at last the world itself ends. And it began with a warmth that none can ever truly imagine, and from there it grew."
“What is that thing?” “A shadow of a forgotten time. When we were still human and could still see the heavens. Such a time has been long forgotten. Now we are what we once feared. Forsaken.”
“May I just sit with you a while?” “No child. Do not waste your precious time. Live your life. I will be looking on, and we will sit… at the end. Wheresoever you may be.”
A father sharing with his daughter. Moments of his life. Truths and wisdom that he has learned. HIs mistakes and his successes. Such are the end of days. I am 69 years old and my daughter and I have these talks. Thank you for the picture and music.
Very beautiful. No doubt these are precious times... For both. Recently lost my husband to cancer when Our daughter was 18 months. I'm devastated for myself, for my husband... But most of all for Our daughter. All he ever wanted was a family and a child to love. The pain I feel that they will never have these talks .. or any talks... Is almost too much to bear. I wish you many more years to share, to love.
3:26 AM, i suffer from insomnia and nothing has helped my mind feel at ease until i fell onto this video. This takes my mind to a place it hasnt been to in a long time. Thank you for this. Im finally relaxing
As I've commented before I'm a heavy metal drummer but at the end of the day I'm drawn to ambient music it puts my mind to rest and it also helps me sleep I suffer from anxiety and insomnia so this helps me to relax
I'm godless, yet I'm crying for dead gods at the moment. There's something inexplicable in the imagery and the music. Something primal and dear to our humanity has been lost. This helps us remember, helps us mourn, but at the same time the memory isnt clear, the memory is in our hearts, not in our minds.
“My father told me about the Earth when he and mom were young. Beings as tall as the mightiest oaks wandering the quiet countryside. Forests as thick as the sea brimming with Centaurs and Saytrs, dragons that roamed the skies like birds. At night, you could stand in the forest and hear the Fairy’s Harmony… it was… magic. But now the dragons are dead. The Centaurs and Saytrs… gone. The giants slaughtered. The Fairy’s Harmony… silenced. The magic… gone."
Everything that has been written has come into fruition. Birth, life, death. It was written that there is no actual eternal life. All that lives must die and move on to the Otherthings and never come back. The death of a god is a slow thing, it can take eons, but they too will die when their power and knowledge and the weight of their experience becomes too much to contain and begins to rot. Rot leads to death. Death leads to new life; and the death of a god is the birth of countless new worlds.
“Oh,” I said. “There you are.” It nodded. Slow, creaking-moss crept between the fissures of its enormous skull, and at the spinal juncture, fungi bloomed. “Here I am.” A thundering rumble trailing off like a whisper. A voice like that might’ve scared me, once. I sat down before it. The earth was damp. “I forgot,” I said. “We all did, I think.” “Yes.” I dug a smooth pebble from the dirt and rubbed it between my fingers. I couldn’t bring myself to look up at those wide, empty sockets. “I didn’t mean to.” It hummed-the groan of a fallen pine. Newborn birdsong. “It is the way of things.” We sat in silence. The sun did not move from its resting place just below the horizon. Everything, the good and the bad and the beautiful and the broken, it was all so far away now. Over. Ended. Dust. But… “Did-“ I swallowed, tried to clear the grit from my throat. “Did I fail?” It chuckled. I risked a glance up. And I was wrong, before, about its eyes. They were much too familiar to be empty. “Life does not fail,” it said. The trees swayed. I knew they were calling me-already, the gentle scent of decay was ebbing. I slipped the pebble in my pocket and stood. “This is it, then.” It nodded. I took a step towards the forest. Then another. My mother laughed as I toddled into her open arms for the first time-my father linked his arm in mine as we walked down an aisle-a thousand strangers brushed their hands against my own as we passed each other by without a word. Kisses blossomed. Tears fell. I smelled coffee and fresh laundry and wet cement and the spray of the ocean. I heard concertos-crickets-a baseball stadium’s cheers. The trees dipped their branches to welcome me. The air grew more crisp and clear with every footfall. Suddenly, I hesitated. I stopped and turned. I knew I must have uttered the same words before, but still I asked, “You’ll remember, won’t you?” It smiled softly. “All of it.” And as I took my final step into the unknown, I believed it.
Thank you for your beautifully descriptive story. Your words reverberate into my soul. Very recently, I've taken to looking at everything, people, places, experiences, pain, and joy as if this is the last time I will see them. I can't put a finger on why I feel this way except to say that I feel like this is the closing scene in an epic film of my life, and the end is imminent. I don't know why I know, but I feel it to be true as if it has already happened. So, this is it, then?...
By a gathering of pine sat a gathering of bones, rooted in the cold set snow a figure that belongs. It sits opposed from the life that braces its back, when only shadows set defence to dawns attack. Where snow goes untrodden and pines stand still, a story is told with no pages to fill For what beauty exists where no eyes lay gaze, is no warmth yet felt when no cold betrays. It all has its meaning, it all has its place, it leaves an impression when we give death a face.
The darkness is behind me, the light is around me, and here you kneel before me. See me, look through me, look into me, and then you will see yourself. My mind carries the stars and heavens above, for they are eternal in their energy. We are all connected by this energy. We are one and will be forever. ❤ This was my vision. I love that the skull has the stars and space in it. They sit together in conversation, not necessarily words but energy and emotions. ❤
Pure masterpiece. Maybe it is strange, but i'm listening this when i'm working in my garden or my woodworking workshop. I think i'm the only one in our small village who listening this ambient genre but who knows? Fantastic.
You might be the only one in the village, but have many companions across the world. I keep playlists of music like this called "The Gardenista", "Drifty", and "The Blessed Feeling of Nothing"...for working in my garden or my woodworking shop! Frees your mind, frees your hands, frees your heart. Blessings from the U.S. to (?)Hungary.
@@thomasholloway6286 Yes, that's correct, i'm in Hungary. I hope the best to you in the US and enjoy these ambient tracks. I'll check your recommendations.
"Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind’s journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul’s fate revealed. In time, all points converge, hope’s strength resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe’s endless refrain, We must see all in nothingness... before we start again." -- Diamond Dragons (book I)
Here I stand, facing you as the world lies in ruin. This is where the end is met, I fought hard and my battles where nearly lost. I finally stand here and face you head on. I searched high and low for you. I was met by false idols and empty promises. We are tired and we have failed our mission, we are no longer the means of what you created, as selfish as a species as we are, dear God. Please set us free, release us from ourselves. NW
Light is the left hand of darkness and darkness the right hand of light. Two are one, life and death, lying together like lovers in kemmer, like hands joined together, like the end and the way. Ursula K. Le Guin
I was forgotten once. Forgotten by all that made me. I was young and happy, but the stars did not see it through. I saw everything, but nobody saw me. At least, not after the first star had fallen. They were falling because of the weight of all they carried; the boundless wishes weighing them down. They wanted to forget. I was one of those wishes. So, they fell, and one by one each miracle child simply stopped existing. I watched as my mother’s photo album turned grey and as time reversed itself for so many, but remained the same date and time. It’s like we never were. So here we lay, forgotten, because the stars couldn’t bear to remember us either.
From the moment it began, it sent waves of this tingling sensation all over my scalp, and while I close me eyes just for a second, it starts again with this wave. ❤
This reminds me of a cold, snowy, winters night. The beautiful part is, everyone, & everything shutting down, and hibernating. It’s absolute magic to stand outside at night. While it’s snowing, the world around you desperately craves to be heard, so it sucks the sound right out’ve the air, yet at the same time, the wind whistles back to us it’s lonely tune. It akes me feel heard/seen. Makes me feel understood, vulnerable, lonely, and yet warm, fuzzy, and loved at the same time. Mother Nature surely is beautiful.
I just had 2 impacted wisdom teeth pulled from the under the jawbone (so they had to burr it) and trust me when I say, I NEED this deep relaxation song. THANK YOU.
Life is hard and chaotic. It is also beautiful. It is everything. Hopes, dreams and suffering. The more you accept that you are not in control of such a chaos, the more peaceful you will be. We need more compassion for one another. Be light for someone and be kind to yourself as well. Love from Croatia.
I pray that you find your way home, back to your heart, back to your center, the very center of your being. May you rest there in eternal stillness 🙏🌈💖
Judging by your comments you have done something quite masterful here. I have to say I agree. I am thoroughly enjoying your content. Thank you for making it happen.
"Art". This here is what we call a “masterpiece”, using just an image and an environmental/musical audio the person managed to show us the vision she has in mind about the world she sees, everything in this video was made to make us feel in that world that the image shows us and the sensation that the audio gives us. Congratulations on your work and thank you for providing me with this wonderful feeling, when I closed my eyes I was able to have an incredibly relaxing vision and a moment of peace and complete solitude with this audio and this reference image!
Forgotten Gods. I imagine the image portrays one as such. A god long forgotten who retreated to this place to rest, perhaps to be awakened in another time.
The deathless Gods of Olympus are still here for those that seek them. Their blessings of peace, love, and understanding can be given to us if we listen. Thank you so much for this channel Athena!
“Against his will, Arekai wandered deeper into the ebony depths of his broken heart. New fears took the form of soft voices speaking cruel horrors, enlightening him on the grim reality he could not ignore” This music has been perfect for a scene I’m currently writing; found it at the perfect time! The air of gravity, solemnity, and solitude this ambience captures is a marvelously simple gateway into my character’s head right now, who is currently mourning the death of his best friend (which he accidentally contributed to) and the realization she was right about everything his side of the war stood for. (long story; she and him were both on the same side, but she believed the other side was closer to being in the right.) Thank you for this atmospheric masterpiece!
I love this video, it is one of the few that can take me to a mental state where I am totally relaxed and focused, it is something beautiful just like this channel, I love it!
"It is time, isn't it?" "You are wonderful my child, you have done me proud in this world's cruelty, you were there for me when the world cast me aside, I was destined to be forgotten my child, you are to go a long way in this world, I am not sorry that I have to take my leave, I just hope you remember me, you will never be alone,my star, I will always be watching upon you" And for the last time, the diety set their eyes upon the world they created, the one they had grown to love through all the mistake they made, all that happened to them, was forgotten but they never forgot the world and its beauty. As the night sun said its goodbyes, the little girl watched as her only family faded into the night sky. she looked up at the stars wondering, which one could be the god. "You will be missed, my lord, you don't know but there are people who love you and they always will. Goodbye, my lord"
The dead can't talk the dead can't weep, In a shattered shrine the forgotten god lies in an eternal sleep. No sacrifices made, no hymns to be sung, The whispers of the wind left the memories of worship all but hung. Once mighty and feared, now fading away, A deity ignored, lost in disarray. No longer needed, no longer adored, The forgotten god weeps, forever ignored. In whispers of wind, once revered so divine, A forgotten god now fades, lost in time. No prayers are uttered, no candles alight, Forsaken and lonely, in eternal night.
this is powerful inspiring / haunting and invoking...my cloest friend died sunddenly a year ago. She was a living lighthouse. This music both reminds me of her absence and her gifts of presence in her time shared as i knew her across the time she was present in this life i know. Thankyou It both hurt. But and allows me to remember her with am enduring open love that also soothrs that lose
This is incredible thank you for sharing. Absolutely love the dead gods series! It is cathartic and gives me a sense of nostalgia. Solace in my fascination of Greek Gods and other forgotten ancient heros that were larger than life. Imagery is great too :)
I'm a Cleric in the current DnD campaign I'm playing and my patreon god was the God of the Twilight Sun, Ekados. Ekados to both me and my character was a father. So I'd like to ask you all to just take a second and wish my dad a good day.
Beneath the heavens, long ago, Where ancient rivers used to flow, The gods would walk with mortal men, But few remember where or when. Their temples stood with pillars high, Against the canvas of the sky, But now their altars fade to dust, And marble crumbles into rust. The wind once carried songs divine, Now silent where their voices shine, Through endless stars, their light grows dim, A fading trace of timeless hymn. The world forgets their mighty hands, That shaped the seas and tamed the lands, Yet echoes linger in the breeze, Of gods who ruled in mysteries. And when the moon is cold and bright, Their shadows dance in silver light, A fleeting glimpse of what remains, Of long-lost gods and broken chains.
В самом конце, когда исчезла эпоха, Когда день не был продлён, Не осталось ни единого вздоха. Наступал конец времён. Забытый Пророк одиноким скелетом, За угасанием наблюдал. Кончилась глупая оперетта, Затих этот бешеный бал. За дальней кромкой зимнего леса, Когда вечность покажет свой край, Растаяла бледная завеса, Открылся лишь Избранной рай. Забытый Пророк, ей внимая, Головой молча качал. Она же, его понимая, Смотрела в небесный причал. Забытый Пророк, ты всё знаешь, Веди же меня вперёд. Я всё ещё не угасаю, И будет мой долог полёт. Готовясь объять эту тайну, Всю мудрость твою я возьму. Я здесь была не случайно, За истину всё восприму.
"You mortals crave for immortality.......a foolish endeavor, yet one that has allowed me to finally rest..........*Cough x2* in time you'll finally realize.......that this so-called blessing.......is just the mightiest of curses........"
Have listened Dead Gods, Silent Gods and Lost gods and I'm very happy to have found your channel. There are many more of your videos that I will listen to. Thank you for the music and please keep up the good work :)
Written it is in the Book of Thinarath, about the start and beginning of the whole, that Arja'el should not ever be worshiped as a god, for he is a guardian and protector of the whole. It is also written that he himself said that he claims everything for himself, but that he only takes what he needs. That is why he is called, among other names, he who gives and he who takes away.
Silent Gods is now available on Spotify :) - a collection of 6 of my recent Dark Fantasy songs in short form. open.spotify.com/album/3xWfcdIQ3nQLJh3XS5O0YO?si=Oq1eBRl2RI2-l32CTyloRQ
You clearly know about Tartaria...
I am amazed by the sound. And the background Amazing. I just subscrib to you on Spotify
AWARENESS OF GODS🤝
not really forgotten.
Is your music on Apple Music?
I’m a fireman. And as the nature of the job is, you lose people. You cannot save all patients. And I swear, when I lose one, I sit in silence and I hear music like this inside me. Almost like I feel honored to have shared someone’s last moments of life, but a slight shame I wasn’t capable enough to keep them here. I remember the faces. Not the names. I pray a day comes when they can tell me their names.
My husband was a 1st responder like you and he had to drop it one day when someone blamed him for a death (17/motorbike vs brick wall at 70mph). I hope you heal and that you find inner peace. God bless you and all our 1st responders.
Damn you for bringing them back. Damn you for reminding me. For reminding me that I couldn’t do enough. Reminding me that I failed them, there wives, husbands, children, mothers, fathers, brothers, and sisters. Damn you for bringing it back. Ive been trying to let go. To get past it. But I can’t. God just the sound of the sirens going off brings it all back. The site of an engine tears me to shreds. It reminds me that it should’ve been me instead of him. Reminds me that I’ll never get to sit by the fire and trade stories of our calls ever again. Reminds me that I wasn’t enough to save not only him, bet everyone else.
I am only 20 years old and am a college student. I don't know much about life, but after losing my father due to mental health issues and possible overdose, I don't know if it was suicide, I come to learn something about Guilt. I should have, could have been there for my father as a teenager at the time. My parents were divorced, and I lived with my mother. I should have wanted to see him and do more with him, but I didn't. I was a spoiled 13-and-a-half-year-old teenager addicted to video games. I did not nothing with myself, and when I did visit him, it was mainly to be in the presence of my grandparents as they stayed together.
I missed having a father that understood me, because I had to grow up with no one to relate to. My stepfather was the opposite from me and never really wanted to be in my life because he had his own children.
Guilt has only one purpose to serve; To teach you to treasure what you have, remember what you lost, and respect the time sensitive nature of life.
After that, Guilt is useless because if you learned your lesson from whatever gave you guilt, you can move on. Guilt beyond your lesson keeps you in a specific time and place, preventing more life to flow.
If I have overstepped here, I apologize. If so, please share your wisdom with me, I am trying to understand what I can from whoever I can.
@@Casey-Onesweetheart...what happened was no fault of yours and I know your father would not want you to carry that guilt because despite his struggles he loved you. Sometimes parents lack the ability to show love in a healthy way due to their unhealed trauma and are overwhelmed and consumed by the inner battles they face. Know that despite whatever the adults in your life do, you are enough, your Heavenly Father fearfully and wonderfully made you. You have value not determined upon the acceptance of man. And you have a purpose. You're not alone hun. If you need support, reach out. Much love fam. 💗
Type shi 😞
I love reading the comments on these kinds of videos. Everyone is in such a euphoric, longing kind of state. Hope the best for everyone.
..for they might thinking " what have i done, or have'nt done "..it's the sound of realisation..aka relaxing mindfulness..
I always want to capture that amalgam of euphoria and yearning. That feeling is always just out of reach or goes unnoticed in the heat of a moment, making me feel like I didn't savour it enough.
Either that or they just wanna impose their beliefs on everyone because a little bit of music suddenly opened their third-eye 😅
@@wifterofabifter You mean exactly like your comment?
@@wifterofabifter Amen to that, the fuck is wrong with people pissing out these puddle-depth comments
"And here I stand," she said.
"Here you stand," the Forgotten God replied.
"The last human being that will ever exist."
"Yes, you are, my dear, but it must be so."
"I agree, but I've always wondered, why must humanity vanish?"
"As things come and go," said the Mighty Skeleton, "humanity can't stay forever; the player must take off the stage. Humanity had the chance to prove its value. I didn't judge it, but it had the chance to show the good it could do. Even though humanity could produce mighty art, the hate and destruction it brought upon this world have been unbearable." The god was stern in his words, but fair in his judgment.
"But you, little one, you improved humanity's image in its last breaths, and I'm not sad that you will leave and take the rest of humanity with you. You brought some good to this world; you allowed it to begin on its long Healing Path. Now humanity will be gone with this last sunset. Life will heal, and Peace will come again. I wish you good fortune for the hours to come, as you deserve it. Rest, my dear, I love you as I loved the first human I created."
(Personal creation, inspired by this beautiful image that made me imagine this relaxing thought of humanity slowly vanishing)
I felt it. Continue, you got it.
Beautiful ❤
This is very good. Fits with the image and the music.
So beautiful and serene ❤️
"I..I'm scared", confessed the woman as tears started running down her face,
"Will you stay with me?"
"I will be right here", the great skeleton responds softly.
He cradles her in his enormous hands as she nearly reverts to a child-like state of vulnerability, and they watch the sunset together. The skeleton gazes at the last rays of sunlight slowly fading into the horizon and says;
"Of all the wonders I have seen in the universe, I find nothing more beautiful than a winter sunset."
The woman faintly agrees, as her breath starts slowing down.
just wanted to say thanks everyone on this planet for existing and being a part of the ride
You, too, brother.
You are welcome 😊
This planet sucks, so negative and depressing, has to be something better out there.
@ImAgentK sounds like you're going through a rough patch brother. I used to think just as you but then I hit rock bottom and looked for professional help. Hope it's not that bad for you sir, in which case you only need change perspective and avoid cinism
"All that is dead carries the echoes of life. All that lives hears the call of its death."
That’s so deep. I think I might steal that quote if that’s ok with you! 😂
I'm ok with that.😀
" So, you are the one that fell from the sky. Legend says that you rose up to the sky to meet a comet. It is known that you hit the comet so hard it saved this planet but took your life. You fell from the sky and landed here. An angelic giant who gave their life for all of us here."
@@Alex-Valenz58 please explain oh sane person.
@Alex-Valenz58 I see. So if you believe in God, you get to call people looney.
@@Alex-Valenz58 No one has a problem but you. And now you are throwing the word moron around, to which I suppose you finally validate the person you are. And I have seen your other comments on this channel which brings me to a full understanding to what you are lol. Bye and have a good day.
Beautiful 🤍
@@Alex-Valenz58 Jerks for Jesus... chasing people away for hundreds of years... Making sure nobody wants to buy what you're selling. For the record, you're not being persecuted, you're just rude.
The background is pure art, I can't even describe the feeling that it gives me. Existential and yet peaceful in a way. Simply beautiful!
Wow. It's really fascinating how somewhere deep down we all respond to awe inpiring art the same. It had the same impression on me as you point to with your words. Awe struck and maybe even invoking some kind of existential fear, yet profoundly peaceful and consoling in a strange way. Words can only point to, but never fully describe such beauty. Thanks for the inpiration. Have a great day! 😌
"pure art"!? hate to break your bubble......but it's "photoshop"!! 🤣🤪
@@professional.daydreamer is that an exclamatory or interrogative remark!? you neglected sentence punctuation.
@@professional.daydreamer 3rd x a charm!! 🖤♠
@@Dafalex22 It always is
Bone limbs of starlight gleam with tender glow,
A cosmic dance beneath the twilight's breath,
In tranquil peace, the mortal form does show,
The evening’s grace, the beautiful death.
idk how nobody has replied to this yet but i just wanted to tell you this is beautiful
I love this. Continue please:)
The beauty of it !!!
Good meter and form. Well done. You are officially dope. Thanks for being here with us.
As soon as this started I immediately began crying. I don't know why. There's just something so hauntingly beautiful about it. It makes my soul ache.
Much love.
nostalgia for a place and time that never was
Yes...
It’s because you’re unstable
@@skyhawkslcb18that explains it so well. Why do I feel this so deep in my soul
"Life is but a fleeting moment, a whisper upon the wind. We walk through the vastness of the ages, our time as brief as the flicker of a candle. But do not be dismayed by your seeming smallness, for even the tiniest star can light up the darkest night. In the end, it is not the permanence of our existence that defines us, but the light we bring to the world while we are here."
“I was born in the wrong time, the wrong place! I have always longed for a home I have never seen”. ~Ravens Moon Art
The next installment in the Dead Gods series. Hope it helps :)
ty ilysm !😘. this is absolutely gorgeous and it is so very helpful 🙏🏼🌊🕊️
Subbed
This series helps with my pain, thank you sweet music angel
Also - thumbnails are always gorgeous 😍
🔥🔥🔥
How do you create your backgrounds?
Когда я слушаю эту музыку и смотрю на картину, то моя душа отдыхает. Вечность, жизнь и смерть, это то что не видно в череде бытовых забот. Я нуждалась в покое и нашла его в этом видео
This music makes me think of how my first superhero D&D campaign ended. It was so warm and soothing, this music would have been perfect. Imagine my surprise as the DM having set up for this final conflict, the "arena" was ready to go and the big bad guy was prepared to make his final stand against the people who had opposed him all this time. Then they started talking, then kept talking, and some rolls were made. Eventually, the party talked the villain down from his position of hurt and pain. They convinced him that this didn't have to be the end. They redeemed him. So the campaign ended not with the epic boss battle, but with the party comforting the redeemed man and allowing him to pass on in peace. To this day, it is the best end to a tabletop campaign I have ever seen.
I would have been crying 😭 that sounds so beautiful
That’s beautiful ❤
That's the beauty of DnD. People call it a game but it's time spent with friends, making memories to last your lifetimes!
Wish I knew where to begin to start learning what DND is and people cool enough to show me the ropes
@@Eddy_KusanagiI’d suggest watching some dimension 20. The campaigns are super interesting, and by the time you finish watching one you’ll have a good idea of how the game works. Fantasy High is a recommendation of mine since a few of the players are new so they ask questions and Brennan explains certain terms. I also learned how to play from watching that before I got into my first campaign!
Don’t worry, they are patient. They will welcome you into their arms whenever you’re ready
Here’s just some words from me if your having a bad day:
I know many people say it’ll get better, just wait, etc etc, but that’s not true. There will be sparks in the dark that you may be stuck in, but that’s okay, use those sparks to light the fire. Create your own light, do not follow someone else’s as you’ll just be in their shadow.
Have a lovely night/day/ afternoon, things will brighten at some point. I love you dear.
Thank you
I'm having a hard time right now, so this was much needed
@@Secretly-A-Bird You’re welcome! Just trying to spread a bit joy and some light as I’ve been going through a hard time so hopefully I can make a persons day better! 🥰
@@Binx_my_kittenyou have made mine much brighter .sending light and love or you also 💫💫💫
Some hard hitting words my friend. Thank you
Thank you dear 😊
This teleports a man to wherever it is he's supposed to be.
Yes! What a great comment. ❤
Paz 🕊️ con sigo mismo
Teleports a woman too but I think it's also extra special that it has this effect on men too because men seem to have a harder time dealing with emotions given the archaic idea that "boys don't cry" - utter bullshit. Fathers pass it to their sons but being at peace with yourself is everything and part of that is accepting that you're allowed to experience vulnerability and emotions. I wish I knew how to tell my brother this.
@@ArkadiaTube women pass it on to men too but yeah, at being at peace with yourself is more important.
Perfect way to describe this.
Your purpose in life is to become the greatest version of yourself. You have to understand that there will never in a billion years ever be another you. You being alive right now in this universe could change the world. The greatest human act is inspiring & you have the power to inspire billions. Use your voice , your image & your character to change the world around you & teach others to believe in themselves and to thank God for giving us the opportunity of life 🕊️
I am...
Thank you 🙇♂️
Truly beautiful, thank you.
love
Amen 🎉
This makes me think about advanced civilisations that may have existed Billions of years ago but have now since perished, with no trace of their existence remaining...
They have come and gone from this planet.
I believe there were giants
And as the old god was slowly passing away he said to his child with tears in his eyes my child no matter what this world takes from you no matter how badly they hurt you dont give in to the anger and darkness for the ultimate revenge is kindness and forgiveness goodbye now my love
Why is this so good? Something about the big skeleton and the person sitting next to it makes this contemplative af.
It looks more like a rock to me in focus.
@@Moonytoon1979 haha. Now I see it. 🪨
@@kyledammann4284I thought it looked like a person too. I think that would of been better if it was a person instead of a rock
It's like I am sitting there staring at myself. However, I am completely aware of myself in both forms, yet each form is still individuated in that they are looking at each other. One is what is left of an epic life lead with absolutely stoic resoluteness. The other in awe of the capacity exhibited by its counterpart, despite knowing it is in awe of itself. It is quite the conundrum to maintain a sense of identity when I allow myself to gaze loosely here. The music is pretty nice too though.
The rock sitting there is grandfather it is it was a lot of people. Asin people. Ojibwe folklore. Ho wah mishomis!
"Does it hurt?"
The skeleton slowly tilted it's head down to the human below, sitting and looking up to them.
"It does, and it does not."
The human looked confused at it's answer. "How can passing on both hurt and not hurt? I don't feel pain right now. Will it hurt when I cross over?"
The skeleton slowly shook it's head. "The idea of crossing, to know the world that you left will forever be out of your grasp. The memories, the experiences, the people you knew, all back in the place your spirit no longeris tied to. The pain of knowing it's over. That is what hurts."
The human lowered it's head, pondering the skeletons words with misty eyes. "So how does it not hurt then?"
The skeleton looked to the forever sunset and sunrise, the permanent symbol of the end and the beginning of a day. A symbol of life and death itself, if on were to dig deep enough into its meaning.
"Because past me," the skeleton then pointed off into the forest of large trees they pressed their back against. "Past me is peace. No more pain. No more hardship. Just....peace. What all you mortals really want in the end."
The human looked a bit frustrated with this answer and asked, "What is peace to me then? Some people see peace as no more conflict. Some see it as a heavenly utopia ruled by a god they follow. Some even see peace as nothing! What is my peace?"
The skeleton, ever emotionless with no change in their tone, simply looked at the man, and said, "That is for you to decide. You lived a life that befitted one such as yourself. Take pride in that, however you see fit. Whatever you find in there, is of your own making. I simply show the path to what you made for yourself."
The human looked down at his hands. He did not know how to take that. Whether it was because he lived a life of goodness or of contempt, he did not know. He did not know if he was ready. But yet, no one's ever really ready for their final rest. He then looked to the skeleton, and to the forever setting and rising sun.
"Do you mind then...if I can sit with you and watch this? Until i am ready?"
The skeleton looked the the sun, and back to the human, and simply nodded. The man scooted closer to the skeleton, not feeling fear from its form. And the skeleton simply waited.
Many mortals would have this talk with them, for it would not be the last time.
Some heavy drug abusers in this thread expounding on crack head musings from a damaged brain.
"What was it like? Watching it all go by you for so long?"
"It was strange, to know I had no part in any of it, and yet it still moved on."
"Did no one else ever find you?"
"No, they could not see me, nor could they hear me."
"Then why did you persist? If you thought nobody would ever find you?"
"Because I knew one day, someone would find me. Someone would wander here, drawn by instinct or by fate, to find me at last. So that I might tell them the story of this world, and at long last allow myself to rest."
"Then tell me your story, I want to hear it all."
"Very well little one, but it is a tale with no end, not until at last the world itself ends. And it began with a warmth that none can ever truly imagine, and from there it grew."
What is this from?
@@NathanielBrewster I just made it up, I like creating stories, call it a spark of inspiration
@@ghostdragon2332 👍 (the like button thumbsup was not enough)
Thank you!
@@ghostdragon2332 You should do creative writing at this point dude dang
“What is that thing?”
“A shadow of a forgotten time. When we were still human and could still see the heavens. Such a time has been long forgotten. Now we are what we once feared. Forsaken.”
“May I just sit with you a while?”
“No child. Do not waste your precious time. Live your life. I will be looking on, and we will sit… at the end. Wheresoever you may be.”
A father sharing with his daughter. Moments of his life. Truths and wisdom that he has learned. HIs mistakes and his successes. Such are the end of days. I am 69 years old and my daughter and I have these talks. Thank you for the picture and music.
Very beautiful. No doubt these are precious times... For both. Recently lost my husband to cancer when Our daughter was 18 months. I'm devastated for myself, for my husband... But most of all for Our daughter. All he ever wanted was a family and a child to love. The pain I feel that they will never have these talks .. or any talks... Is almost too much to bear. I wish you many more years to share, to love.
3:26 AM, i suffer from insomnia and nothing has helped my mind feel at ease until i fell onto this video. This takes my mind to a place it hasnt been to in a long time. Thank you for this. Im finally relaxing
2:32 ditto … have been reading the comments and feeling closer to the end and yet oddly comforted rather than fearful.
As I've commented before I'm a heavy metal drummer but at the end of the day I'm drawn to ambient music it puts my mind to rest and it also helps me sleep I suffer from anxiety and insomnia so this helps me to relax
I'm godless, yet I'm crying for dead gods at the moment. There's something inexplicable in the imagery and the music. Something primal and dear to our humanity has been lost. This helps us remember, helps us mourn, but at the same time the memory isnt clear, the memory is in our hearts, not in our minds.
Every being the gods touched has a spark that helps us remember and our blood never let's us truly forget them.
“My father told me about the Earth when he and mom were young. Beings as tall as the mightiest oaks wandering the quiet countryside. Forests as thick as the sea brimming with Centaurs and Saytrs, dragons that roamed the skies like birds. At night, you could stand in the forest and hear the Fairy’s Harmony… it was… magic. But now the dragons are dead. The Centaurs and Saytrs… gone. The giants slaughtered. The Fairy’s Harmony… silenced. The magic… gone."
I love how the skull looks like you’re staring into space with the little holes of light going through it.
Everything that has been written has come into fruition. Birth, life, death. It was written that there is no actual eternal life. All that lives must die and move on to the Otherthings and never come back. The death of a god is a slow thing, it can take eons, but they too will die when their power and knowledge and the weight of their experience becomes too much to contain and begins to rot. Rot leads to death. Death leads to new life; and the death of a god is the birth of countless new worlds.
🫂
I believe in reincarnation
I love this so much. I felt this on such a deep level
No we do not. Sorry to disappoint you.
If we can be certain of one single thing in this reality, its that entropy, is eternal, and is the death of everything else
“Oh,” I said. “There you are.”
It nodded. Slow, creaking-moss crept between the fissures of its enormous skull, and at the spinal juncture, fungi bloomed. “Here I am.”
A thundering rumble trailing off like a whisper. A voice like that might’ve scared me, once.
I sat down before it. The earth was damp.
“I forgot,” I said. “We all did, I think.”
“Yes.”
I dug a smooth pebble from the dirt and rubbed it between my fingers. I couldn’t bring myself to look up at those wide, empty sockets. “I didn’t mean to.”
It hummed-the groan of a fallen pine. Newborn birdsong. “It is the way of things.”
We sat in silence. The sun did not move from its resting place just below the horizon. Everything, the good and the bad and the beautiful and the broken, it was all so far away now. Over. Ended. Dust.
But…
“Did-“ I swallowed, tried to clear the grit from my throat. “Did I fail?”
It chuckled. I risked a glance up.
And I was wrong, before, about its eyes. They were much too familiar to be empty.
“Life does not fail,” it said.
The trees swayed. I knew they were calling me-already, the gentle scent of decay was ebbing.
I slipped the pebble in my pocket and stood.
“This is it, then.”
It nodded.
I took a step towards the forest. Then another. My mother laughed as I toddled into her open arms for the first time-my father linked his arm in mine as we walked down an aisle-a thousand strangers brushed their hands against my own as we passed each other by without a word. Kisses blossomed. Tears fell. I smelled coffee and fresh laundry and wet cement and the spray of the ocean. I heard concertos-crickets-a baseball stadium’s cheers. The trees dipped their branches to welcome me. The air grew more crisp and clear with every footfall.
Suddenly, I hesitated. I stopped and turned.
I knew I must have uttered the same words before, but still I asked, “You’ll remember, won’t you?”
It smiled softly.
“All of it.”
And as I took my final step into the unknown, I believed it.
You gave me tears of joy this evening… thank you.
@@brandonmonita7290 That is the most flattering thing you could say. Thank you, friend!
Beautiful writing, mate
Thank you for your beautifully descriptive story. Your words reverberate into my soul. Very recently, I've taken to looking at everything, people, places, experiences, pain, and joy as if this is the last time I will see them. I can't put a finger on why I feel this way except to say that I feel like this is the closing scene in an epic film of my life, and the end is imminent. I don't know why I know, but I feel it to be true as if it has already happened. So, this is it, then?...
By a gathering of pine sat a gathering of bones, rooted in the cold set snow a figure that belongs.
It sits opposed from the life that braces its back, when only shadows set defence to dawns attack.
Where snow goes untrodden and pines stand still, a story is told with no pages to fill
For what beauty exists where no eyes lay gaze, is no warmth yet felt when no cold betrays.
It all has its meaning, it all has its place, it leaves an impression when we give death a face.
"Your greatest challenge in life is not your imperfections, your greatest challenge is your ability to truly be honest with yourself"
Currently listening to Forgotten Gods 2.
Sees Forgotten Gods 3 released 1 minute ago.
"I don't want to play with you anymore"
The darkness is behind me, the light is around me, and here you kneel before me. See me, look through me, look into me, and then you will see yourself. My mind carries the stars and heavens above, for they are eternal in their energy. We are all connected by this energy. We are one and will be forever. ❤
This was my vision. I love that the skull has the stars and space in it. They sit together in conversation, not necessarily words but energy and emotions. ❤
Beautifully said, thank you
This instantly takes me there. Where is there? I dont know but im floating above all there was and ever will be and i love it
Eif Arted
Just had the 10mg of THC hit good and this was the first thing suggested to me when I opened RUclips. Hell yeah, this is perfect!!!😀😀😀😀😀😀
Pure masterpiece. Maybe it is strange, but i'm listening this when i'm working in my garden or my woodworking workshop.
I think i'm the only one in our small village who listening this ambient genre but who knows? Fantastic.
You might be the only one in the village, but have many companions across the world. I keep playlists of music like this called "The Gardenista", "Drifty", and "The Blessed Feeling of Nothing"...for working in my garden or my woodworking shop! Frees your mind, frees your hands, frees your heart. Blessings from the U.S. to (?)Hungary.
@@thomasholloway6286 Yes, that's correct, i'm in Hungary. I hope the best to you in the US and enjoy these ambient tracks. I'll check your recommendations.
Nothing lasts forever: neither people, nor seas, nor mountains, nor old gods, nor creatures. We are all mortal
That is what makes us devine.
The soul is immortal; energy, vibration and frequency that never dies; but transforms The body is mortal.
"Before I start, I must see my end.
Destination known, my mind’s journey now begins.
Upon my chariot, heart and soul’s fate revealed.
In time, all points converge, hope’s strength resteeled.
But to earn final peace at the universe’s endless refrain,
We must see all in nothingness... before we start again."
-- Diamond Dragons (book I)
that is a shit
Here I stand, facing you as the world lies in ruin. This is where the end is met, I fought hard and my battles where nearly lost. I finally stand here and face you head on. I searched high and low for you. I was met by false idols and empty promises. We are tired and we have failed our mission, we are no longer the means of what you created, as selfish as a species as we are, dear God. Please set us free, release us from ourselves.
NW
Light is the left hand of darkness
and darkness the right hand of light.
Two are one, life and death, lying
together like lovers in kemmer,
like hands joined together,
like the end and the way.
Ursula K. Le Guin
Sometimes the memories are too much, but I can’t bear to leave them behind.
I was forgotten once. Forgotten by all that made me. I was young and happy, but the stars did not see it through. I saw everything, but nobody saw me. At least, not after the first star had fallen. They were falling because of the weight of all they carried; the boundless wishes weighing them down. They wanted to forget. I was one of those wishes. So, they fell, and one by one each miracle child simply stopped existing. I watched as my mother’s photo album turned grey and as time reversed itself for so many, but remained the same date and time. It’s like we never were. So here we lay, forgotten, because the stars couldn’t bear to remember us either.
laisse tard...drop late
je me souviens devise québécoise oublié
I need an 8 hour loop for sleeps❤
Great idea :)
From the moment it began, it sent waves of this tingling sensation all over my scalp, and while I close me eyes just for a second, it starts again with this wave. ❤
Kymkymkym❤❤❤
This reminds me of a cold, snowy, winters night. The beautiful part is, everyone, & everything shutting down, and hibernating. It’s absolute magic to stand outside at night. While it’s snowing, the world around you desperately craves to be heard, so it sucks the sound right out’ve the air, yet at the same time, the wind whistles back to us it’s lonely tune. It akes me feel heard/seen. Makes me feel understood, vulnerable, lonely, and yet warm, fuzzy, and loved at the same time. Mother Nature surely is beautiful.
I just had 2 impacted wisdom teeth pulled from the under the jawbone (so they had to burr it) and trust me when I say, I NEED this deep relaxation song. THANK YOU.
I hope you're healing well! ❤
Elwynn Forest, most zen place in Azeroth 😁
Life is hard and chaotic. It is also beautiful. It is everything. Hopes, dreams and suffering. The more you accept that you are not in control of such a chaos, the more peaceful you will be. We need more compassion for one another. Be light for someone and be kind to yourself as well. Love from Croatia.
I pray that you find your way home, back to your heart, back to your center, the very center of your being. May you rest there in eternal stillness 🙏🌈💖
This brings me back to myself into infinity love and understanding.
ああ…なんて素晴らしい世界観なんでしょう…
こういう曲を聴きながら美しい背景イラストを見るととてもリラックスできます…
Im just.... in awe.... finally something that gives me peace 🎉
Judging by your comments you have done something quite masterful here. I have to say I agree. I am thoroughly enjoying your content. Thank you for making it happen.
The composition and the use of colors are quite beautiful.
"Art". This here is what we call a “masterpiece”, using just an image and an environmental/musical audio the person managed to show us the vision she has in mind about the world she sees, everything in this video was made to make us feel in that world that the image shows us and the sensation that the audio gives us. Congratulations on your work and thank you for providing me with this wonderful feeling, when I closed my eyes I was able to have an incredibly relaxing vision and a moment of peace and complete solitude with this audio and this reference image!
Forgotten Gods. I imagine the image portrays one as such. A god long forgotten who retreated to this place to rest, perhaps to be awakened in another time.
The deathless Gods of Olympus are still here for those that seek them. Their blessings of peace, love, and understanding can be given to us if we listen. Thank you so much for this channel Athena!
কোনো দরকার তোর চ্যেনেল শাসকেরাইভ করার
Music from Eternity❤🔥❤🔥❤🔥❤🔥❤🔥❤🔥
“Against his will, Arekai wandered deeper into the ebony depths of his broken heart. New fears took the form of soft voices speaking cruel horrors, enlightening him on the grim reality he could not ignore”
This music has been perfect for a scene I’m currently writing; found it at the perfect time! The air of gravity, solemnity, and solitude this ambience captures is a marvelously simple gateway into my character’s head right now, who is currently mourning the death of his best friend (which he accidentally contributed to) and the realization she was right about everything his side of the war stood for. (long story; she and him were both on the same side, but she believed the other side was closer to being in the right.) Thank you for this atmospheric masterpiece!
I love this video, it is one of the few that can take me to a mental state where I am totally relaxed and focused, it is something beautiful just like this channel, I love it!
Diving in....diving in deep,
deeply falling
yet ascending,
rising gently at the same time.
Breathtaking!
Much Love & Gratitude 🩵🙏💜🫶💚🪽💚🫶
Love from kartarpur, Punjab, india
Much Love!
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"It is time, isn't it?"
"You are wonderful my child, you have done me proud in this world's cruelty, you were there for me when the world cast me aside, I was destined to be forgotten my child, you are to go a long way in this world, I am not sorry that I have to take my leave, I just hope you remember me, you will never be alone,my star, I will always be watching upon you"
And for the last time, the diety set their eyes upon the world they created, the one they had grown to love through all the mistake they made, all that happened to them, was forgotten but they never forgot the world and its beauty. As the night sun said its goodbyes, the little girl watched as her only family faded into the night sky.
she looked up at the stars wondering, which one could be the god. "You will be missed, my lord, you don't know but there are people who love you and they always will. Goodbye, my lord"
The dead can't talk the dead can't weep,
In a shattered shrine the forgotten god lies in an eternal sleep.
No sacrifices made, no hymns to be sung,
The whispers of the wind left the memories of worship all but hung.
Once mighty and feared, now fading away,
A deity ignored, lost in disarray.
No longer needed, no longer adored,
The forgotten god weeps, forever ignored.
In whispers of wind, once revered so divine,
A forgotten god now fades, lost in time.
No prayers are uttered, no candles alight,
Forsaken and lonely, in eternal night.
It’s a calming feeling thank you.
this is powerful inspiring / haunting and invoking...my cloest friend died sunddenly a year ago. She was a living lighthouse.
This music both reminds me of her absence and her gifts of presence in her time shared as i knew her across the time she was present in this life i know.
Thankyou
It both hurt. But and allows me to remember her with am enduring open love that also soothrs that lose
this is so good. the art is mind blowing and the music makes you think deeper about the art.
This is incredible thank you for sharing. Absolutely love the dead gods series! It is cathartic and gives me a sense of nostalgia. Solace in my fascination of Greek Gods and other forgotten ancient heros that were larger than life. Imagery is great too :)
Amazing! Thank you for stopping my ptsd before it mutated into a full-out panic attack.
I'm a Cleric in the current DnD campaign I'm playing and my patreon god was the God of the Twilight Sun, Ekados.
Ekados to both me and my character was a father.
So I'd like to ask you all to just take a second and wish my dad a good day.
The image is beautiful ❤
My favorite so far. I had to make a desktop pic out of it.
This is the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. Immediate peace. Thank you
I wanna keep living but when I die, I hope there is nothing. I don't ever wanna come back to this life or go to the next.
This sound touch my heart and my soul and take me to another words
Very relaxing and was easy to sleep to. Thanks
Found you from a RUclips recommendation and I love it.
Teleporting to a surreal place full of magic, fantasy and wonder ✨
Thanks
Thank you :)
Love the music, and the imagery!! Wallpaper art please! Maybe as part of a Patreon page?
Aiming to have a site in the near future you can grab these from - no need to pay etc :)
This put me in a trance for 6 hours without sleep meds. The deepest sleep I've had in years shes a witch but i love her.
Beautiful music. Reminds me of Vermis
Beneath the heavens, long ago,
Where ancient rivers used to flow,
The gods would walk with mortal men,
But few remember where or when.
Their temples stood with pillars high,
Against the canvas of the sky,
But now their altars fade to dust,
And marble crumbles into rust.
The wind once carried songs divine,
Now silent where their voices shine,
Through endless stars, their light grows dim,
A fading trace of timeless hymn.
The world forgets their mighty hands,
That shaped the seas and tamed the lands,
Yet echoes linger in the breeze,
Of gods who ruled in mysteries.
And when the moon is cold and bright,
Their shadows dance in silver light,
A fleeting glimpse of what remains,
Of long-lost gods and broken chains.
I have seen many similar channels and videos, but your music touches my soul.
Exactly the kind of music I scour RUclips for. Thanks & love from India
This image and title are perfect! This is so beautiful!!!
В самом конце, когда исчезла эпоха,
Когда день не был продлён,
Не осталось ни единого вздоха.
Наступал конец времён.
Забытый Пророк одиноким скелетом,
За угасанием наблюдал.
Кончилась глупая оперетта,
Затих этот бешеный бал.
За дальней кромкой зимнего леса,
Когда вечность покажет свой край,
Растаяла бледная завеса,
Открылся лишь Избранной рай.
Забытый Пророк, ей внимая,
Головой молча качал.
Она же, его понимая,
Смотрела в небесный причал.
Забытый Пророк, ты всё знаешь,
Веди же меня вперёд.
Я всё ещё не угасаю,
И будет мой долог полёт.
Готовясь объять эту тайну,
Всю мудрость твою я возьму.
Я здесь была не случайно,
За истину всё восприму.
"You mortals crave for immortality.......a foolish endeavor, yet one that has allowed me to finally rest..........*Cough x2* in time you'll finally realize.......that this so-called blessing.......is just the mightiest of curses........"
Эта картина- просто нечто ✨✨✨
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Have listened Dead Gods, Silent Gods and Lost gods and I'm very happy to have found your channel.
There are many more of your videos that I will listen to.
Thank you for the music and please keep up the good work :)
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This is so so beautiful to me for some reason. Thank you thank you thank you, ❤
This is like my 5th comment on RUclips. I couldn't not.
,this music opens the doors in my mind that I didn't realize had been closed for so long
So deep and beautiful! I love this, shared it with my 16 yo daughter and she loved it too.
Thank you for this peacefull masterpiece ❤
It was tough, but I finally busted to this
Written it is in the Book of Thinarath, about the start and beginning of the whole, that Arja'el should not ever be worshiped as a god, for he is a guardian and protector of the whole. It is also written that he himself said that he claims everything for himself, but that he only takes what he needs. That is why he is called, among other names, he who gives and he who takes away.