"Are you ready...?" she asked, hesitating, a mere whisper, barely carried by the snow. Slowing down to match her step with mine as she glanced back at me, I could not help but focus my eyes on her instead of the looming structure we were headed to. I could see the trepidation in her eyes... her usually pale cheeks and nose were reddened by the cold, and her dark, typically closed-off gaze reached out a warmth like the tongue of a flame, reaching, reaching, aching to dance with whatever lurked beneath mine own facade... We were both not ready, and she knew it, yet we marched on in the snow, _crunch, crunch,_ beneath our feet as we inched closer and closer to our fate. She looked ahead of her again as I stalked behind her in silence, until I finally found a voice in me. It came out hoarse, more of an unholy screech than a human speaking voice, as I said, "I am stuck in a perpetual state of back and forth. I take one step towards readiness, only to be pulled back towards dread..." I coughed twice before continuting, "and yet I am not fully in the middle... I am both, at once, and neither. It is as if I am nothing, and yet I exist, all at once... it is dizzying, if you can believe it." She sighed softly, craned her head back to glance at me one more time. Only now, she smiled. "I am quite sure that whatever awaits us within feels exactly the same way."
I love descriptive writing like this. I could imagine my own narrative and get lost in the perceived sunset taking place behind the fog, as the light slowly goes away, the already muted colors fade further to shades of grey and black and silver. The trepidation of her gaze is mirrored by the world’s most patient dimmer switch, the coming of night. To which I reply, whether to her or the coming night I’m not sure, “Yes, I’m ready.”
The mournful cello notes wrap around me like a bittersweet embrace, and suddenly, I'm there again. That perfect summer day, forever etched in my heart. I see her, as vivid as a painting come to life. Pearly skin glowing in the golden sunlight, light green eyes sparkling like dew on fresh grass. Her smile, oh that smile - it blooms across her face, lighting up the world around her. My lips brush her cheek, soft as a butterfly's wing. The warmth of her skin, the faint scent of flowers in her hair - it's all so real, I could reach out and touch her. Time falls away. I'm lost in the memory of her laugh, the way her eyes crinkled at the corners when she was truly happy. The gentle curve of her neck, the graceful tilt of her head - every detail is a treasure I've carried through the years. Tears blur my vision, each one a testament to a love that never truly faded. The music swells, and with it, the bittersweet ache in my chest. How can a memory feel so alive, so present? As luck would have it, life pulled us apart. I left, carrying only these precious moments with me. But on days like this, when the music speaks to my soul, she's here with me again. Her memory, beautiful and painful, shakes me to my core - a reminder of the love that shaped me, the joy I once knew, and the enduring power of a single, perfect moment.
Your sadness is a swirling dark orb, it has powers that you can draw upon from time to time, just don't let it swallow you, swallow it instead and let it out when it's appropriate.
I've been enjoying my solitude more than I ever imagined I ever would. Reflection is key. 🐲✨🐲✨🐲✨ "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 (series)
So close to a great, and classic pose, and yet, so very far. Look closely, and you will see. There is something within this image that is neither genuine, or real. It's deepest resolution is but a faint shadow of the most genuine realities, and does not even begin to touch upon them. But yet so much of this composition is put in the very finest manner, and so much of it is actually magnificent. There is much about this that is very, very good. Let's face it, a guy could dream on her. She could be about 100 times more genuine though, and that looks like a new store bought coat.
Nnnoooooo @@timdavis2220, it's _horrendous_ ! The denial of reality expressed in Legends and/or Myths (when they're not symbols of wisdom or stories of long gone heros), then in comics, then in movies, now has evolved to another well designed step illusion, each time more untruth, more trapping, like a webb from de Devil.
*Between timing and distance we ended up walking across the field to the same work every morning.* It was awkward. I was so much taller, and she was quiet with a dark feel about her. But, I'd made her smile a few times. Like they say "If you can make her smile, she'll swallow all wearing a latex catsuit, no dinner needed..." or something like that. That morning, it was so cold I could barely feel my face, sneezing once while still 20 feet off. Half way across the field, she was staring at me as if, indeed, there was something different today; This was our moment! I summoned all my laid-back smoothness, and th.... *-"Freddy. You know you have a huge stream of snot hanging down... over your lips. Right?"*
The visual on this is approaching a pristine excellance. She could lay claim of the ages. What can a man do but place designs upon her? But who could ever fulfill such wanton need that lie behind such dark eyes? For she like every she, longs only for strength that exceeds both her own, and all others, for without might, she will abandon you to the barren cold in which she stands.
Maybe consumer culture's producers are working so hard on pushing their material that they don't notice the reversal effect of overadvertising on people's willingness to buy. If they are annoyed by ad innundation they may buy less.
No y'all. She stands alone. Deserted by fate, she was left to press onward alone. She needs to find him. He's the only one who can give her meaning, and truth. She's given everything to be here. But what if ...
When her parents are like: "Look how beautiful this world is without drugs!", she puts on her advanced makeup for peaceful solitude, goes out, turns around and replies: "EKSKOOZ ME??!"
People who complain about ads annoy me. Its like 10 bucks a months for premium. RUclips has to make money somehow to keep the platform going, whether its from ads or subscriptions. Its a business suck it up or pay up
@@MegaMerdeux They got a crap ton of money from investors but quickly realized it wasn't going to continue like that. So they put in ads to get additional revenue
I'm sorry but there is just something off about this AI music. Take a few minutes clip and I could agree that it sounds good and mournful, but after a bit I just find it... soulless and it starts to grate on me as it is just continuous in tone. No meandering, no journey of highs or lows, and no deviation in thought.
@@jeffvw1994 Well, just so you know it was an adfest of the rare sort that time around. Perhaps a momentary glitch of sorts occurred. I wouldn't mention it if it were not odd in the extreme. That said, why would one get RUclips Premium and an add blocker?
The cello is among my favorite of instruments. So beautiful, so sensual, so relaxing. Thank you! I've subscribed.
"Are you ready...?" she asked, hesitating, a mere whisper, barely carried by the snow. Slowing down to match her step with mine as she glanced back at me, I could not help but focus my eyes on her instead of the looming structure we were headed to. I could see the trepidation in her eyes... her usually pale cheeks and nose were reddened by the cold, and her dark, typically closed-off gaze reached out a warmth like the tongue of a flame, reaching, reaching, aching to dance with whatever lurked beneath mine own facade...
We were both not ready, and she knew it, yet we marched on in the snow, _crunch, crunch,_ beneath our feet as we inched closer and closer to our fate.
She looked ahead of her again as I stalked behind her in silence, until I finally found a voice in me. It came out hoarse, more of an unholy screech than a human speaking voice, as I said, "I am stuck in a perpetual state of back and forth. I take one step towards readiness, only to be pulled back towards dread..." I coughed twice before continuting, "and yet I am not fully in the middle... I am both, at once, and neither. It is as if I am nothing, and yet I exist, all at once... it is dizzying, if you can believe it."
She sighed softly, craned her head back to glance at me one more time. Only now, she smiled.
"I am quite sure that whatever awaits us within feels exactly the same way."
just so beautiful..... even more with this music, what's the name of this masterpiece?
Beautiful writing, love it.
I read this in a accent I didn't even know I could do. Thank you.
Write a book or a novel and I'll be the first to purchase 😯
I love descriptive writing like this. I could imagine my own narrative and get lost in the perceived sunset taking place behind the fog, as the light slowly goes away, the already muted colors fade further to shades of grey and black and silver. The trepidation of her gaze is mirrored by the world’s most patient dimmer switch, the coming of night. To which I reply, whether to her or the coming night I’m not sure, “Yes, I’m ready.”
The mournful cello notes wrap around me like a bittersweet embrace, and suddenly, I'm there again. That perfect summer day, forever etched in my heart.
I see her, as vivid as a painting come to life. Pearly skin glowing in the golden sunlight, light green eyes sparkling like dew on fresh grass. Her smile, oh that smile - it blooms across her face, lighting up the world around her.
My lips brush her cheek, soft as a butterfly's wing. The warmth of her skin, the faint scent of flowers in her hair - it's all so real, I could reach out and touch her.
Time falls away. I'm lost in the memory of her laugh, the way her eyes crinkled at the corners when she was truly happy. The gentle curve of her neck, the graceful tilt of her head - every detail is a treasure I've carried through the years.
Tears blur my vision, each one a testament to a love that never truly faded. The music swells, and with it, the bittersweet ache in my chest. How can a memory feel so alive, so present?
As luck would have it, life pulled us apart. I left, carrying only these precious moments with me. But on days like this, when the music speaks to my soul, she's here with me again. Her memory, beautiful and painful, shakes me to my core - a reminder of the love that shaped me, the joy I once knew, and the enduring power of a single, perfect moment.
This music helps me detaching from my sadness.
Don't be sad ❤✨️✨️✨️❤️☘️
Your sadness is a swirling dark orb, it has powers that you can draw upon from time to time, just don't let it swallow you, swallow it instead and let it out when it's appropriate.
I've been enjoying my solitude more than I ever imagined I ever would. Reflection is key.
🐲✨🐲✨🐲✨
"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 (series)
When thinking about all the events taking place in the world this fits perfectly
Now
Why?
Very nice how you put snowflakes falling, allows me to keep the lovely pic up whilst I listen.
So close to a great, and classic pose, and yet, so very far. Look closely, and you will see. There is something within this image that is neither genuine, or real. It's deepest resolution is but a faint shadow of the most genuine realities, and does not even begin to touch upon them. But yet so much of this composition is put in the very finest manner, and so much of it is actually magnificent. There is much about this that is very, very good. Let's face it, a guy could dream on her. She could be about 100 times more genuine though, and that looks like a new store bought coat.
great music and beautiful scenery
❤ this is very beautiful thank you for your music
This is very beautiful and calming, thank you for sharing ❤
She is so beautiful
Yeah, ain't AI great?
@@timdavis2220 Indeed it is!
Nnnoooooo @@timdavis2220, it's _horrendous_ ! The denial of reality expressed in Legends and/or Myths (when they're not symbols of wisdom or stories of long gone heros), then in comics, then in movies, now has evolved to another well designed step illusion, each time more untruth, more trapping, like a webb from de Devil.
I spend hours tinkering w MidJourney while listening to this beautiful, haunting music -
Beautiful ❤
This was perfect! Thank you and God bless you! I did subscribe and liked the video as well!
Lovely ❤
Just what I need
Makes me think of One Dark Window ❤
*Between timing and distance we ended up walking across the field to the same work every morning.* It was awkward. I was so much taller, and she was quiet with a dark feel about her. But, I'd made her smile a few times. Like they say "If you can make her smile, she'll swallow all wearing a latex catsuit, no dinner needed..." or something like that. That morning, it was so cold I could barely feel my face, sneezing once while still 20 feet off. Half way across the field, she was staring at me as if, indeed, there was something different today; This was our moment! I summoned all my laid-back smoothness, and th.... *-"Freddy. You know you have a huge stream of snot hanging down... over your lips. Right?"*
Hahahahaha...perfect!!
This is my sanctuary..
cool pix
The visual on this is approaching a pristine excellance. She could lay claim of the ages. What can a man do but place designs upon her? But who could ever fulfill such wanton need that lie behind such dark eyes? For she like every she, longs only for strength that exceeds both her own, and all others, for without might, she will abandon you to the barren cold in which she stands.
There is no “Peaceful Solitude” with so many commercial breaks! Disappointing.
Listen through/brave/browser in settings disable adds and u don't need premium.
Maybe consumer culture's producers are working so hard on pushing their material that they don't notice the reversal effect of overadvertising on people's willingness to buy. If they are annoyed by ad innundation they may buy less.
AdBlock works wonders haha
RUclips premium ftw 😅
Try downloading just the audio, there are several free softwares in the net 😉 (even Mozilla has one).
No y'all.
She stands alone. Deserted by fate, she was left to press onward alone. She needs to find him. He's the only one who can give her meaning, and truth. She's given everything to be here. But what if ...
1.25 speed is pretty good, read someone say it sounded like GoT slowed down, so I tried speeding it up.
Totally agree why ads one minute into the music? Total put off.
♡
When her parents are like: "Look how beautiful this world is without drugs!", she puts on her advanced makeup for peaceful solitude, goes out, turns around and replies: "EKSKOOZ ME??!"
Is it just me lads, but the AI Image is soo damn hauntingly familiar.
A little Kate Beckinsale and Jenna Ortega, among others...
@micuentaparaforosycosas3484 sort of Eva Green too. That's who immediately came to my mind anyway.
Is the animated background from Penny Dreadful??
first song sounds like game of thrones intro slowed
❤
Perfect effected image for the music. I wonder if she is someone real, or an amalgamized model?
According to the description, it's AI ☹️
You are correct... Midjourney AI
#Vibes
People who complain about ads annoy me. Its like 10 bucks a months for premium. RUclips has to make money somehow to keep the platform going, whether its from ads or subscriptions. Its a business suck it up or pay up
Well said, bro. I have a friend that constantly bitches about a 5 second ad before a 15-minute video.
Or you can either use Brave browser on PC.. newpipe on android.. or suffer with an iphone
RUclips didn't have ads in their videos initially. So how did they make money?
@@MegaMerdeux They got a crap ton of money from investors but quickly realized it wasn't going to continue like that. So they put in ads to get additional revenue
its all such a dreary place for a philip alone in the world
if its any consolation, i think you are beautiful for the things that you are not for the things that you could be
Who is the girl?
ආත්මය බලවත් කරල නිරොගිව අමරනිය වෙන්ට කියල දෙනවද ම්ම්.අපි කොච්චර කාලයක් මෙහෙම ලොකෙ වටෙම හමුවෙලා තියෙනවද ම්ම්ම්
Why is this pain in her...,!
Blame RUclips, not the creator!
pub, pub, pub...bye bye !
She looks almost exactly like my 14-year old! Only a bit paler with darker hair... Is my daughter also AI generated??? 🤔
I'm sorry but there is just something off about this AI music. Take a few minutes clip and I could agree that it sounds good and mournful, but after a bit I just find it... soulless and it starts to grate on me as it is just continuous in tone. No meandering, no journey of highs or lows, and no deviation in thought.
*SO MANY ADS, Nocturnal Soundscapes can kiss my ass.* How does one equate *Mindlessly Annoying* with peace *???*
Mind over matter. If you don't mind, it don't matter. 👍
I didn't have one add, get a better add blocker bro and also go to youtube premium.
@@jeffvw1994 Well, just so you know it was an adfest of the rare sort that time around. Perhaps a momentary glitch of sorts occurred. I wouldn't mention it if it were not odd in the extreme. That said, why would one get RUclips Premium and an add blocker?
@@A1Authority Because i don't like adds and I use you tube music, I have a couple thousand songs saved to my iphone. That comes with the premium.
@@A1Authority Because I hate ads and love music.
Abit pathetic users don't have adblockers or use browsers with adblockers.
I can vaguely sense the Star Wars🌌👽Theme ready to jump in at any moment! "May the Force🌌 be with You, always"! 🤺🗡️
Couldn't wait for 2 minutes? Do not recommend.
AI... Sad to see and hear