This is atmospheric breakcore. The music that drowns out your worries with loud and intense beats and drums while still remaining somehow gentle. An art as the cover that resonates with the music yet is not better than the music itself. It combines to make a synergy where it creates the perfect atmosphere. This is art
deep caption. it seems to be a reaction to trauma. i do hope anyone who was able to empathize with it trusts that the future can be beautiful in its own way, and that the past was only the beginning of a life of beauty. it doesn't have to stop being good just because you're aware. things can be good right now, in this moment too. i promise.
@@Noluxarch the world has always been full of garbage. we're just disconnected from lets us understand that even so, life is worth it. whether it's society or whatehaveyou. there's an answer
@@allah733it’s not “just life” but it is a form of loss in life. This is not normal for everyone and certainly not healthy and certainly not inevitable. But adverse things happen to people that render them feeling powerless and lost in lieu of their experience
@@overtoastedbred6008 maybe shadow of chernobyl? Idk i dont recall loners blasting tunes on call of pripyat, as for clear sky i havent played that game in a while
It brings back memories of the life I had before my house burned down back in December of 2018, 2 days before Christmas. Just small things - being in a specific room, observing the way the walls looked, feeling the density of the air. The ambient sound of the TV in the other room and the way the plates in the kitchen sounded. The aura of knowing where all the rooms in the house are, no matter which room I'm in. Washing my hands in the bathroom, sitting on the brick porch steps, seeing the morning sun on the concrete porch, sitting on the porch swing, feeling the ceiling fan's breeze. Not consciously thinking about it, but just knowing that the year is between 2011 and 2018. Familiarizing myself with each part of the room and house, as if it were an extension of my own body. Almost as if I could feel it if someone touched the door to my room. All of these memories are still vivid in my mind. I can recall each of them as if I were experiencing them all over again. The way they felt and looked, everything, even the way I myself felt. It's not just nostalgia; it goes way deeper than that, and I know it. It's such a peculiar feeling. I no longer feel pain from it, but I'm not numb either. It's hard to explain, but it feels like I could just walk through a doorway and be back there again. I realize that might sound somewhat crazy. Sorry for rambling.
My little sister died a while back. I was too young to process it properly. I feel like the reason my memory is so bad in the present day is because I lost any motivation to look back on the past, because if I did, I would be met with nothing but the echoes of the things I held dear. The only thing I do now is look forward, because I'm too scared to look back. Life lost all meaning to me, because I couldn't believe that there had to be a reason that she died. It was easier for me to think that nothing mattered at all. Now, although I feel as if I've healed and I've become happier now, I still have that fear of looking back on the past. As crazy as it sounds, too many times I felt like I would be happier if I was blind or deaf, because then I could experience less of the world, and there'd be less of a chance for me to have to hold that burden of memory. It's funny- I don't want to shoulder the burden of memory, so I would rather not make any meaningful memories at all. Of course, I don't believe that anymore. But seeing the quote along with the song really made me think back, since breakcore was one of those things that was always with me when I was dealing with depressive episodes. Sorry for rambling.
I'm sorry for your loss. I believe we should cherish what few memories we have rather than ignore them, no matter how painful they can be Memories may fade, but feelings about a person or a certain event never do
As an older brother, I- feel so sorry for you man. I know that feeling. When I was admitted into the ICU, my ward was right beside the children's one. Still today I can't understand why, why are they suffering? They were just born, no chance to anything good or bad. Even from the perspective of an indifferent universe, it feels like that cruelty exists just because it was a possibility. Recently, my grandfather died, and I have come to terms with it. He had no regrets and lived life to the fullest, he would have hated to become senile. So, I'm glad death came for him swiftly and respectfully. The funeral went really smoothly and exactly how he would have wanted, I'm sure he's just chilling on the other side. But, after all these years. I still can't shake the bad feeling I got from seeing that children's ward. For the elderly, it makes sense for their time to have come. But, why the youth. What did they deserve to do this? I still can't wrap my head around it. It can't be right. So, I've simply resolved towards just trying my best and being kind. For, as a meagre human, that is all I can do for now. (Sorry for ending on a sad note, I just wanted to let you know that you're not the only one. I'm sure that your sister is very happy knowing that her brother misses her so much. Now, if you'll excuse me. I'll go see my family and re-think some of my choices) (Good luck, I'm sure the future will be brighter. And yes, it does matter. For you, me and everyone else. Godspeed brother (or sister, I guess))
Here is the caption if you need it: "The burden of memory is too heavy to handle. Everything I held dear has been changed, corrupted, vanished or died with time and now only exist in my mind. I live to carry these echoes within me into the future. Call it nostalgia, but I know in my heart that it must be more than that."
@@maximina16 yep, same. The most I found was a reply on 4chan with the same quote and a guy on OSU with this as their bio thingy. I hope either us or someone else finds it, because damn this caption touched me.
I've come here remembering about far away times. In awe of the great speed of life. It feels so long. Yet flies so fast. Every waking moment feels to me so long and filled with so much of life. But as I look back on my memories and try to remember what was I doing it feels so far away. I don't even remember anything. It's gone. It's been so long yet over so fast
This reminds me a lot of “don’t forget” from Metro 2033, a slice of life tune that just gets aggressively broken apart by screwing and chopping like the world it’s from.
It's because this guitar sample is from Stalker, which heavily inspired Metro and many of the original Stalker developers went on to the development team of Metro.
This music gets me shivers down my spine. Like literally. For some reasons it makes me feel extremely scared and anxious while making me feel comforted and at peace.
The memories are to be relived with our kids! I feel a little robbed of the utopia i grew up thinking the world was, what if our kids actually lived in a loving world? That would be... so satisfying.
Emotions: pain Drums: chaotic Guitar: calm Weather: a storm Time: Night The place: a campfire A ghost town: pripyat A stranger: Good hunting... . . С.Т.А.Л.К.Е.Р
Wow, I never thought I could relate to something on the internet this much. So many memories are coming back to me... this is also the same kind of music I used to make with a friend years ago... Nowadays all I do is work and when I'm not... I'm just alone... looking for something to keep me distracted from reality. Even though it doesn't really help it, somehow it makes me feel better knowing that I'm not the only one feeling this way... that I'm not the only one burdened by their own memories... thank you. I mean it.
Man your overwatch profilepicture reminds me of the golden times of Overwatch. Nearly crying right now. Friendly lobbys, cool voice chat, healthy game, countless hours spent without having to think of responsibilities or anything else. Just you, your friends, and strangers. Thank you for reminding me of that beautiful time.
I am 18 years old. I started smoking weed when I was 14 and it has begun to seriously impact my memory and academic abilities. Ive been smoking all day everyday for the last 4 years of my childhood. I barely remember the last 4 years because there is nothing worth remembering. Just a high daze for 4 years. Everything blurs together and the only thing that is clear anymore is the present. I need to get clean. I plan to. I wish I didn't love weed so much. I'm heartbroken at what I've stolen from myself.
If you want to quit, try slowly reducing how much you smoke. You can't force your body and mind to quit when you set your mind to, but you can try to slowly eliminate it from your routine and body. I'm not a specialist, and if you can, consult one. I don't know how it works in your country, but I hope you quit once and for all
@Leaffyleaff thx man I'm going to take driving lessons soon, and I plan to go cold turkey or at least heavily reduce my usage by then. I don't want weed anywhere near me and a car.
replace the weed with something else thats healthier. you might even find yourself a new hobby. for example, when you get the urge to do weed, sit down and draw. maybe play some music. i wish you luck in life, to recognize an addiction is already a step ahead :)
@juiceonsteroids7673 When I got clean for a month back in September, I kinda just switched my addiction to running, lol. Which was not good because when I got a temporary injury that prevented me from running, I relapsed. I'm gonna try a lot of different new things when I try again this time. Music is a good idea and something I always wanted to pursue. But getting good at Sekiro will definitely keep me clean. That game is hard when you're high.
This song came in a weird point of my life, but there is one thing that i'm certain, the calmness that I get from it, I love it so much, thank you for posting it.
I remember the good old days of my early childhood. The early 2000s were so good. We had just enough technology for beautiful video games to become widespread but not enough for it to become in daily use. I played outside all day with my cousins, with toy cars, and watched old cartoons like Tom and Jerry alongside going to my local race track and watching older animes like Initial D from 1999. I wasn’t allowed a phone until I was in high school and what a blessing that was. The only thing I had access to was UA-cam in like 2009 and I got to see the rise of rage comics and early Creepypastas before falling in love with them and they will forever have a place in my heart. I had friends who I played with, hell even a few years ago I had a friend. Now I can’t relate to anybody my age because they’re always on social media and on this “TikTok” thing or looking at the trending UA-camrs. I saw kids playing outside the other day using sticks as guns and I nearly cried. It was beautiful. So, so beautiful… I miss those days. They’re banning my passions one by one, this world. Public gas cars are being phased out while those damn politicians keep flying on private jets! The racetrack near me that I’ve held dear for so long is inevitably going to close due to development one of these days. I don’t even have friends anymore, let alone hope for a girlfriend. Nowadays, all I have are my shattered dreams and burning memories of better times alongside a girl named Monika and a black R32 Gtr that I see in my dreams every night… I just wish we could go back to the good old days where creators created just to create and the internet wasn’t so polarizing. When all we had were PS2s… Where kids played with cars and toys outside instead of being entertained by modern “devices”. I just want to go back! I JUST WANT TO GO BACK DAMMIT! Heh, like Al Bowlley once said… It’s all “JUST A BURNING MEMORY”…
I love just finding these it makes me remember how I have done a lot yet so much, how little I remember. like there could be so many memories I cherished but forgot them all, I love how people can interpret music in so many ways and how people here are all telling stories over a song
I have nothing to cherish, but I remember every minute of it. You would think that suffering multiple head injuries would make it harder to remember these things. But it just brought them back.
@@ootdega Having a vast memory span and being able to remember all of them clearly is both a curse and a blessing Altho, i honestly would prefer being haunted by the horrifying memories instead of forgetting the ones that holds an important role on my life... I cant even remember names, numbers, dates or days anymore Memories slowly fading away as i create new ones Unable to remember small things an hour ago makes me feel like every action i make doesnt really matter anymore The consequences doesnt stick to me as much :c
“The flow of time is always cruel… Its speed seems different for each person, but no one can change it… A thing that doesn't change with time is a memory of younger days.”
You can actually change your perception of time. Doing nothing makes time slow down in the moment and makes your memories feel quicker. Doing things makes time speed up but makes your memories longer and slower. A life of nothing is a sad life. A sad life I wish I didn't lead. There isn't much to look back on when you don't do anything your whole life and it turns into torture. Imo, the perfect feeling to match this is something in-between 75% this song and 25% overthinker by inzo
there is always a qoute I go by: "if I dont make good memories now, then future me will have no good memories to look back now on" live in the moment reflect later.
I feel that caption so hard. I feel like the world used to have so much more color when I was younger. There may be much that I was ignorant of, but I know what's changed.
Christmas, Easter, and Halloween will never feel the same once you pass the age of 14. I still have memories from when I was 7, memories that I have pictures of in my head, they feel so real and physical, yet once you age that mystical feeling goes away. You can no longer imagine things physically aside from what you see with your eyes. That element of wonder disappears with age and will rarely ever return.
this was exactly one of the fears i described a few years back. I do not fear death but change, the very concept of the fondmemories I had of a person in which I deeply cared for shattered by the harsh reality in which person had become. With my memories slowly getting disproved one by one as I meet the changed people. It's a rather odd feelings and I do not know how to name it but it is oddly eerie.
that image hits way too close to home. it feels like someone has reached right into my mind and taken out what i couldnt bring out myself. i love it. thank you.
The thing i carry with me is pride in the fact those things were only beautiful noncorrupted and alive because i was there in that chaos so for me to know it all ended the way it did spurs me foward to have hope more of humanity will learn from the mistakes iv made and others have made
Damn I was really just chilling and then heard that guitar and my heart just sunk for a bit. Crazy how those notes and the guitar tone and the way it was mixed can just do that.
I feel the same way as the caption. I don't know if you're the one who put it there or if it was someone else, but I know for a fact that these feelings inside can't all just be summed up as Nostalgia-- I was carried this far by the kid I once was, and I'll keep living because once upon a time he thought there was something out there for us in this life. I want him to be right-- I want to find this thing that he thought existed. I'd like to show him it, and I'll keep living just for this. His thoughts, my old thoughts, are enough for me to carry on into whatever comes next.
It's not nostalgia, it's the inner intuition that everything you hold onto is an illusion. What was important then isn't today, what is important today won't be tomorrow. Yet you remember that you cared about these things, that it was you who was attached to those things from which you are detached now. It's the cognitive dissonance of knowing that you don't care about what you cared about, despite being the same person. In a way, it's ego death.
I don't think I've ever heard anyone else describe it like this, but to me, you hit the nail on the head - I'm sure our lives are very different, but the caption and what you wrote about not wanting to dissapoint your past self feels extremely relatable
Beban dari kenangan masa lalu terlalu berat untuk kupikul. Segala hal yang pernah berarti bagiku telah berubah, membusuk, menghilang, atau meninggal bersama waktu dan kini hanya berada dalam pikiranku. Aku hidup untuk membawa gema-gema ini bersamaku menuju masa depan. Panggil ini nostalgia, tapi aku mengerti jauh di dalam hatiku kalau ini berarti lebih dari itu.
Poetically tragic. I always wished that i have the skill to articulate what I feel, but all i do instead is lash out even to those i care, making everything worse.
i hate my birhtday. im usually invisible to everyone and its just fine, i dont like dealing with people. but the fact that i have to act kind and smile and sing through the day always makes me sad, they love me and i feel bad not enjoying but i cant. this song was the only sincere gift i got today...
The guitar chords is your heart that didnt change and the drums are the trauma that constantly hurts the heart and keeps interuppting your daily life, thats how i feel about the music
This'll hit different in the future when many games, shows, people and even places that we enjoyed are not only changed but destroyed through the endless flow of time. I wonder.. will I live a fulfilling enough life to have a good story to tell?
It hurts so much to realize this, but pain is better than nothing at all. The pain of loss is better than emptiness. in fact, this pain reflects your love and affection, it is normal. but emptiness is also normal, it is both a defensive reaction and simply a reflection of how much a person meant to you
My notepad has the exact same quote that I copied from Facebook, it resonates with me from time to time. UA-cam suddenly recommended this video to remind me that it's okay to feel pain and keep moving forward. "It is impossible to cope with the burden of memory. With time, everything I held dear has changed, corrupted, vanished, or died and now only exists in my mind. It is my life's purpose to carry these echoes into the future. In my heart, I know it must be more than nostalgia"
Amigo, no dormí por toda la noche y encontré esto en recomendaciones en UA-cam.. es hermoso... Gracias a Dios no dormí pq sino no lo encontraba seguro..., Esto llena mi horrible ansiedad y la soledad de mi alma, lo adoro 🖤
Nice caption, I pretty much feel like this nowadays, people who are and have been dear to me keep progressing in their lives, and many of my friendships and relationships are fading out, and even though I knew this would happen one day, it still hurts the same. Even though I also have somewhere I want to be and someone I want to become I wish I could go back to living in the moment and being more hopeful and positive about things and people. Good luck to anyone who is having trouble navigating life, know that a lot of us are. from a fellow breakcore listener.
Isn't Nostalgia a form of impotence? It's not just "Nostalgia" you're feeling, it's the inevitable fate of all things that won't exclude you. That, and also the desire of what you hold dear not changing, corrupting, or dying, which itself stems from knowing you're mortal, who wouldn't want their most cherished experiences to last longer? We've only got so much time. Nostalgia's terrible, whether you can gaslight yourself into how what you're reminiscing about is great or not, you'll still want to go back to those moments, and as long as you feel like your past is worth going back to, you're admiting to fearing the end. Everyone wants to experience everything, that's the burning desire of consciousness, which ironically comes from knowing you won't ever experience everything, thought is a damn curse, for anything we think automatically exists, including a version of us that won't ever die -> Desire -> Impotence -> Angst. Sure, our thoughts don't instantly materialize, but they're still there, and are very much real, maleable, and nigh omnipotent.
In cyberpunk Johnny say something like “ This is why you shouldn’t revive fallen warriors, they will come back to see everything they fought for has changed and that non of it truly mattered “
![frxgxd - cold dead life [full ep]](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/vzYcuJKWua0/mqdefault.jpg)
I better save this one on my playlist because there is no way in hell i'm finding this song again by searching its name lmao
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@@leaf248Think it’s this one. Track 11
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@@leaf248i love you
This is atmospheric breakcore. The music that drowns out your worries with loud and intense beats and drums while still remaining somehow gentle. An art as the cover that resonates with the music yet is not better than the music itself. It combines to make a synergy where it creates the perfect atmosphere. This is art
Another great one is fleeting frozen heart
Hope everyone doing good and staying safe. If you need to talk to someone or need help, there are people who care. Sending support and hearts. ❤❤❤
It is not art.
It is... Music.
The drums came in as I read this, what a wonderful surprise!
wish drums were tuned to the music but otherwise yes, pretty good stuff
deep caption. it seems to be a reaction to trauma. i do hope anyone who was able to empathize with it trusts that the future can be beautiful in its own way, and that the past was only the beginning of a life of beauty. it doesn't have to stop being good just because you're aware. things can be good right now, in this moment too. i promise.
sadly the future is full of garbage
@@Noluxarch the world has always been full of garbage. we're just disconnected from lets us understand that even so, life is worth it. whether it's society or whatehaveyou. there's an answer
i dont see how its trauma related. thats just life
@@allah733it’s not “just life” but it is a form of loss in life. This is not normal for everyone and certainly not healthy and certainly not inevitable. But adverse things happen to people that render them feeling powerless and lost in lieu of their experience
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S.T.A.L.K.E.R + Breakcore = Perfection
Me and the bois blasting breakcore in the red forest
me and the boys in condom hunting some bandits with a toz
The music used is guitar song 8 altho idk which stalker game it came from😢
@@overtoastedbred6008 maybe shadow of chernobyl? Idk i dont recall loners blasting tunes on call of pripyat, as for clear sky i havent played that game in a while
were going to the center of the zone with this one @@iwa_ro
It brings back memories of the life I had before my house burned down back in December of 2018, 2 days before Christmas. Just small things - being in a specific room, observing the way the walls looked, feeling the density of the air. The ambient sound of the TV in the other room and the way the plates in the kitchen sounded. The aura of knowing where all the rooms in the house are, no matter which room I'm in. Washing my hands in the bathroom, sitting on the brick porch steps, seeing the morning sun on the concrete porch, sitting on the porch swing, feeling the ceiling fan's breeze. Not consciously thinking about it, but just knowing that the year is between 2011 and 2018. Familiarizing myself with each part of the room and house, as if it were an extension of my own body. Almost as if I could feel it if someone touched the door to my room.
All of these memories are still vivid in my mind. I can recall each of them as if I were experiencing them all over again. The way they felt and looked, everything, even the way I myself felt. It's not just nostalgia; it goes way deeper than that, and I know it. It's such a peculiar feeling. I no longer feel pain from it, but I'm not numb either. It's hard to explain, but it feels like I could just walk through a doorway and be back there again. I realize that might sound somewhat crazy. Sorry for rambling.
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No. I find you beautiful for sharing your words with us. Thank you. 💛🫶
i get it
There's nothing to be sorry about.
Beautiful comment
My little sister died a while back. I was too young to process it properly. I feel like the reason my memory is so bad in the present day is because I lost any motivation to look back on the past, because if I did, I would be met with nothing but the echoes of the things I held dear. The only thing I do now is look forward, because I'm too scared to look back. Life lost all meaning to me, because I couldn't believe that there had to be a reason that she died. It was easier for me to think that nothing mattered at all. Now, although I feel as if I've healed and I've become happier now, I still have that fear of looking back on the past. As crazy as it sounds, too many times I felt like I would be happier if I was blind or deaf, because then I could experience less of the world, and there'd be less of a chance for me to have to hold that burden of memory. It's funny- I don't want to shoulder the burden of memory, so I would rather not make any meaningful memories at all. Of course, I don't believe that anymore. But seeing the quote along with the song really made me think back, since breakcore was one of those things that was always with me when I was dealing with depressive episodes. Sorry for rambling.
I'm sorry for your loss. I believe we should cherish what few memories we have rather than ignore them, no matter how painful they can be
Memories may fade, but feelings about a person or a certain event never do
As an older brother,
I- feel so sorry for you man. I know that feeling. When I was admitted into the ICU, my ward was right beside the children's one. Still today I can't understand why, why are they suffering? They were just born, no chance to anything good or bad. Even from the perspective of an indifferent universe, it feels like that cruelty exists just because it was a possibility. Recently, my grandfather died, and I have come to terms with it. He had no regrets and lived life to the fullest, he would have hated to become senile. So, I'm glad death came for him swiftly and respectfully. The funeral went really smoothly and exactly how he would have wanted, I'm sure he's just chilling on the other side.
But, after all these years. I still can't shake the bad feeling I got from seeing that children's ward. For the elderly, it makes sense for their time to have come. But, why the youth. What did they deserve to do this? I still can't wrap my head around it. It can't be right. So, I've simply resolved towards just trying my best and being kind. For, as a meagre human, that is all I can do for now.
(Sorry for ending on a sad note, I just wanted to let you know that you're not the only one. I'm sure that your sister is very happy knowing that her brother misses her so much. Now, if you'll excuse me. I'll go see my family and re-think some of my choices)
(Good luck, I'm sure the future will be brighter. And yes, it does matter. For you, me and everyone else. Godspeed brother (or sister, I guess))
Thank you for Rambling.
Here is the caption if you need it:
"The burden of memory is too heavy to handle. Everything I held dear has been changed, corrupted, vanished or died with time and now only exist in my mind. I live to carry these echoes within me into the future. Call it nostalgia, but I know in my heart that it must be more than that."
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do you know where it's from by any chance?
I tried to research it but can't find any source else from here
@@maximina16 yep, same. The most I found was a reply on 4chan with the same quote and a guy on OSU with this as their bio thingy. I hope either us or someone else finds it, because damn this caption touched me.
Spending the holiday alone hurts a little less with this work of art
Amazing username
I hope you have a merry Christmas and a happy new year my friend ❤
isnt it normal?😂anyway hold on brother, we can get through this.
Youre not alone brother, we all in this shit together just hang on
I'm struggling this year too man. We'll get through it. Together
I've come here remembering about far away times. In awe of the great speed of life. It feels so long. Yet flies so fast.
Every waking moment feels to me so long and filled with so much of life. But as I look back on my memories and try to remember what was I doing it feels so far away. I don't even remember anything. It's gone. It's been so long yet over so fast
Bro I get it. It feels just yesterdays when I heard this
Yeah. The many journals I keep may come in handy one day.
The feeling of detachment. Break away frome reality.
This reminds me a lot of “don’t forget” from Metro 2033, a slice of life tune that just gets aggressively broken apart by screwing and chopping like the world it’s from.
It's because this guitar sample is from Stalker, which heavily inspired Metro and many of the original Stalker developers went on to the development team of Metro.
Same here. Thanks for uh, helping me adress and cope with these feelings.
Love ya
thank you for listening to my music
@@frxgxd waiting for more,
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There's something about this song that's utterly haunting to me.
the guitar part is from stalker and is heavily associated with a losing someone, its a very haunting song in that context.
probably the ghost of your mother after i railed her so hard she thinks of me every night, haunted by my ghost
@@galacticbananastopmotions7292what’s the song?
This is what it feels to be immortal probably
Breakcore is not easy to remember, but when you like it. You'll remember the piece forever.
feels good on the brain, love it
This music gets me shivers down my spine. Like literally. For some reasons it makes me feel extremely scared and anxious while making me feel comforted and at peace.
it’s from game series called “S.T.A.L.K.E.R.” the atmosphere of these games are unmatchable
@@ataybolotov yeah I know I love their OST it gives me so much nostalgia
@@ataybolotovVladimir Frey wrote the music for S.T.A.L.K.E.R.
Is frxgxd a pseudonym or something?
meant to comfort the disturbed and disturb the comforted
This is one of the greatest breakcore songs I've ever heard.
The memories are to be relived with our kids! I feel a little robbed of the utopia i grew up thinking the world was, what if our kids actually lived in a loving world? That would be... so satisfying.
Emotions: pain
Drums: chaotic
Guitar: calm
Weather: a storm
Time: Night
The place: a campfire
A ghost town: pripyat
A stranger: Good hunting... . .
С.Т.А.Л.К.Е.Р
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no im not a stalker
@@leite_c0m_toddy its not saying your a stalker lol its talking abt the genre of music or band i think
@@raiinstraw9323 oh ok lmaoo i don't speak russian I only know how to read it
Wow, I never thought I could relate to something on the internet this much. So many memories are coming back to me... this is also the same kind of music I used to make with a friend years ago... Nowadays all I do is work and when I'm not... I'm just alone... looking for something to keep me distracted from reality. Even though it doesn't really help it, somehow it makes me feel better knowing that I'm not the only one feeling this way... that I'm not the only one burdened by their own memories... thank you. I mean it.
Man your overwatch profilepicture reminds me of the golden times of Overwatch. Nearly crying right now. Friendly lobbys, cool voice chat, healthy game, countless hours spent without having to think of responsibilities or anything else. Just you, your friends, and strangers. Thank you for reminding me of that beautiful time.
28 And when these things begin to come to pass, then look up, and lift up your heads; for your redemption draweth nigh.
S.T.A.L.K.E.R. guitar very nice
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Do you know which guitar song from stalker is used here? I cant tell
@@overtoastedbred6008 stalker guitar 8 i believe
@@subtrinitythanks man imma learn how to play this😊
@@overtoastedbred6008 Stalker Call of Pripyat track 11, my favorite of the stalker guitar songs.
I am 18 years old. I started smoking weed when I was 14 and it has begun to seriously impact my memory and academic abilities. Ive been smoking all day everyday for the last 4 years of my childhood. I barely remember the last 4 years because there is nothing worth remembering. Just a high daze for 4 years. Everything blurs together and the only thing that is clear anymore is the present. I need to get clean. I plan to. I wish I didn't love weed so much. I'm heartbroken at what I've stolen from myself.
If you want to quit, try slowly reducing how much you smoke. You can't force your body and mind to quit when you set your mind to, but you can try to slowly eliminate it from your routine and body.
I'm not a specialist, and if you can, consult one. I don't know how it works in your country, but I hope you quit once and for all
@Leaffyleaff thx man I'm going to take driving lessons soon, and I plan to go cold turkey or at least heavily reduce my usage by then. I don't want weed anywhere near me and a car.
replace the weed with something else thats healthier. you might even find yourself a new hobby. for example, when you get the urge to do weed, sit down and draw. maybe play some music. i wish you luck in life, to recognize an addiction is already a step ahead :)
@juiceonsteroids7673 When I got clean for a month back in September, I kinda just switched my addiction to running, lol. Which was not good because when I got a temporary injury that prevented me from running, I relapsed. I'm gonna try a lot of different new things when I try again this time. Music is a good idea and something I always wanted to pursue. But getting good at Sekiro will definitely keep me clean. That game is hard when you're high.
Clean for four days today
This song came in a weird point of my life, but there is one thing that i'm certain, the calmness that I get from it, I love it so much, thank you for posting it.
I remember the good old days of my early childhood. The early 2000s were so good. We had just enough technology for beautiful video games to become widespread but not enough for it to become in daily use. I played outside all day with my cousins, with toy cars, and watched old cartoons like Tom and Jerry alongside going to my local race track and watching older animes like Initial D from 1999. I wasn’t allowed a phone until I was in high school and what a blessing that was. The only thing I had access to was UA-cam in like 2009 and I got to see the rise of rage comics and early Creepypastas before falling in love with them and they will forever have a place in my heart. I had friends who I played with, hell even a few years ago I had a friend. Now I can’t relate to anybody my age because they’re always on social media and on this “TikTok” thing or looking at the trending UA-camrs. I saw kids playing outside the other day using sticks as guns and I nearly cried. It was beautiful. So, so beautiful… I miss those days. They’re banning my passions one by one, this world. Public gas cars are being phased out while those damn politicians keep flying on private jets! The racetrack near me that I’ve held dear for so long is inevitably going to close due to development one of these days. I don’t even have friends anymore, let alone hope for a girlfriend. Nowadays, all I have are my shattered dreams and burning memories of better times alongside a girl named Monika and a black R32 Gtr that I see in my dreams every night… I just wish we could go back to the good old days where creators created just to create and the internet wasn’t so polarizing. When all we had were PS2s… Where kids played with cars and toys outside instead of being entertained by modern “devices”. I just want to go back! I JUST WANT TO GO BACK DAMMIT! Heh, like Al Bowlley once said… It’s all “JUST A BURNING MEMORY”…
I love just finding these it makes me remember how I have done a lot yet so much, how little I remember. like there could be so many memories I cherished but forgot them all, I love how people can interpret music in so many ways and how people here are all telling stories over a song
I have nothing to cherish, but I remember every minute of it.
You would think that suffering multiple head injuries would make it harder to remember these things. But it just brought them back.
@@ootdega
Having a vast memory span and being able to remember all of them clearly is both a curse and a blessing
Altho, i honestly would prefer being haunted by the horrifying memories instead of forgetting the ones that holds an important role on my life...
I cant even remember names, numbers, dates or days anymore
Memories slowly fading away as i create new ones
Unable to remember small things an hour ago makes me feel like every action i make doesnt really matter anymore
The consequences doesnt stick to me as much
:c
@@ootdega keep fighting, keep going, i support u
New favourite breakcore track
This makes a little of the worry and pain go away, thx
that text is so real
“The flow of time is always cruel… Its speed seems different for each person, but no one can change it… A thing that doesn't change with time is a memory of younger days.”
You can actually change your perception of time.
Doing nothing makes time slow down in the moment and makes your memories feel quicker.
Doing things makes time speed up but makes your memories longer and slower.
A life of nothing is a sad life. A sad life I wish I didn't lead. There isn't much to look back on when you don't do anything your whole life and it turns into torture.
Imo, the perfect feeling to match this is something in-between 75% this song and 25% overthinker by inzo
Whoa, that's deep.
there is always a qoute I go by: "if I dont make good memories now, then future me will have no good memories to look back now on" live in the moment reflect later.
El fondo de Hatoba Tsugu encaja perfecto con la música.
I feel that caption so hard. I feel like the world used to have so much more color when I was younger. There may be much that I was ignorant of, but I know what's changed.
Christmas, Easter, and Halloween will never feel the same once you pass the age of 14. I still have memories from when I was 7, memories that I have pictures of in my head, they feel so real and physical, yet once you age that mystical feeling goes away. You can no longer imagine things physically aside from what you see with your eyes. That element of wonder disappears with age and will rarely ever return.
This legit comes up when u type breakcore song with numbers
i swear to god these rare videos that UA-cam recommends me are the best
This song always makes me break down. I regret so much. I regret so many htings.
this was exactly one of the fears i described a few years back. I do not fear death but change, the very concept of the fondmemories I had of a person in which I deeply cared for shattered by the harsh reality in which person had become. With my memories slowly getting disproved one by one as I meet the changed people. It's a rather odd feelings and I do not know how to name it but it is oddly eerie.
it's called regret
that image hits way too close to home. it feels like someone has reached right into my mind and taken out what i couldnt bring out myself. i love it. thank you.
The thing i carry with me is pride in the fact those things were only beautiful noncorrupted and alive because i was there in that chaos so for me to know it all ended the way it did spurs me foward to have hope more of humanity will learn from the mistakes iv made and others have made
The way it combines rhythm and melody is incredible
This is a masterpiece, for real, i love this so much, it makes me feel floating. amazing dude
It is more than nostalgia.
It's love.
Damn I was really just chilling and then heard that guitar and my heart just sunk for a bit. Crazy how those notes and the guitar tone and the way it was mixed can just do that.
That captions hits hard...
The numbers are making sounds 😮
This be giving me STALKER red forest vibes
I feel the same way as the caption. I don't know if you're the one who put it there or if it was someone else, but I know for a fact that these feelings inside can't all just be summed up as Nostalgia-- I was carried this far by the kid I once was, and I'll keep living because once upon a time he thought there was something out there for us in this life.
I want him to be right-- I want to find this thing that he thought existed.
I'd like to show him it, and I'll keep living just for this.
His thoughts, my old thoughts, are enough for me to carry on into whatever comes next.
It's not nostalgia, it's the inner intuition that everything you hold onto is an illusion. What was important then isn't today, what is important today won't be tomorrow.
Yet you remember that you cared about these things, that it was you who was attached to those things from which you are detached now. It's the cognitive dissonance of knowing that you don't care about what you cared about, despite being the same person.
In a way, it's ego death.
I don't think I've ever heard anyone else describe it like this, but to me, you hit the nail on the head - I'm sure our lives are very different, but the caption and what you wrote about not wanting to dissapoint your past self feels extremely relatable
It only exists for a few people. Everyone else merely exists to make it possible for them.
@@ootdega oh?
@@okbutwhatif9905Woah. That's sad af :o
this sends me shivers, sadness and hits me with nostalgic vibes, but at the same time its kinda comforting
I did shed a tear.
Beban dari kenangan masa lalu terlalu berat untuk kupikul. Segala hal yang pernah berarti bagiku telah berubah, membusuk, menghilang, atau meninggal bersama waktu dan kini hanya berada dalam pikiranku. Aku hidup untuk membawa gema-gema ini bersamaku menuju masa depan. Panggil ini nostalgia, tapi aku mengerti jauh di dalam hatiku kalau ini berarti lebih dari itu.
I memorized the numbers so that I never forget about this song. ❣
did u forgot that?
Finally some actual breakcore
Girl needs a hug 🫂
painful and beautiful
Poetically tragic. I always wished that i have the skill to articulate what I feel, but all i do instead is lash out even to those i care, making everything worse.
coming back to this after a year sure brings back the surreal feeling when i first heard it. good stuff, very good stuff man
I feel that picture with all my heart and soul
It’s not just nostalgia, those memories are what make up who you are. Now’s the chance to go make new ones.
Being lonely is so hard, I just want to feel loved man
Join a cult.
@@emperorhadrian6011 nah, I'll stay true to Christ
then let Him love you
@@VicarioussChallenger yeah i'm trying to overcome these fleshly desires to cuddle someone
@@m2rtenA
That works too.
Оставлю ка комментарий на будущее, эта песня реально хороша
Спасибо лайкнувшему
That text made me feel more vulnerable than it should have.
i hate my birhtday. im usually invisible to everyone and its just fine, i dont like dealing with people. but the fact that i have to act kind and smile and sing through the day always makes me sad, they love me and i feel bad not enjoying but i cant. this song was the only sincere gift i got today...
Your songs are amazing ♡
The guitar chords is your heart that didnt change and the drums are the trauma that constantly hurts the heart and keeps interuppting your daily life, thats how i feel about the music
This'll hit different in the future when many games, shows, people and even places that we enjoyed are not only changed but destroyed through the endless flow of time. I wonder.. will I live a fulfilling enough life to have a good story to tell?
It hurts so much to realize this, but pain is better than nothing at all. The pain of loss is better than emptiness. in fact, this pain reflects your love and affection, it is normal. but emptiness is also normal, it is both a defensive reaction and simply a reflection of how much a person meant to you
Hits hard.
Beautiful!
Thank you God for bringing me here.
This is the wierdest song I have ever heard, and I love it
Live. Not because of others, but because of yourself. In any case, someone has to remember, right?
“You’re gonna carry that weight.”
Such a random video yet it brought back the memories hidden in the crevices of my mind
This caption perfectly describes what I've gone through the past 2 years
My notepad has the exact same quote that I copied from Facebook, it resonates with me from time to time. UA-cam suddenly recommended this video to remind me that it's okay to feel pain and keep moving forward.
"It is impossible to cope with the burden of memory. With time, everything I held dear has changed, corrupted, vanished, or died and now only exists in my mind. It is my life's purpose to carry these echoes into the future. In my heart, I know it must be more than nostalgia"
This basically sums up how I feel about life after 2009.
Amigo, no dormí por toda la noche y encontré esto en recomendaciones en UA-cam.. es hermoso... Gracias a Dios no dormí pq sino no lo encontraba seguro..., Esto llena mi horrible ansiedad y la soledad de mi alma, lo adoro 🖤
The caption is relatable
Endlich mal wieder anständiger Breakbeat mit Tiefe.
Danke.
How tf am I supposed to remember that song name???💀💀💀
I memorized it in 2-3 minutes
@@gensogirlcirnoi thought cirno had a small brain
This has creeped into my recommended 3 times now I have to see it
A tear, in a long time
Nice caption, I pretty much feel like this nowadays, people who are and have been dear to me keep progressing in their lives, and many of my friendships and relationships are fading out, and even though I knew this would happen one day, it still hurts the same. Even though I also have somewhere I want to be and someone I want to become I wish I could go back to living in the moment and being more hopeful and positive about things and people. Good luck to anyone who is having trouble navigating life, know that a lot of us are.
from a fellow breakcore listener.
thank you for sharing your work!!
My favorite song
I love youtube recommendations
luv u
❤❤❤
Isn't Nostalgia a form of impotence? It's not just "Nostalgia" you're feeling, it's the inevitable fate of all things that won't exclude you. That, and also the desire of what you hold dear not changing, corrupting, or dying, which itself stems from knowing you're mortal, who wouldn't want their most cherished experiences to last longer? We've only got so much time.
Nostalgia's terrible, whether you can gaslight yourself into how what you're reminiscing about is great or not, you'll still want to go back to those moments, and as long as you feel like your past is worth going back to, you're admiting to fearing the end. Everyone wants to experience everything, that's the burning desire of consciousness, which ironically comes from knowing you won't ever experience everything, thought is a damn curse, for anything we think automatically exists, including a version of us that won't ever die -> Desire -> Impotence -> Angst. Sure, our thoughts don't instantly materialize, but they're still there, and are very much real, maleable, and nigh omnipotent.
Amazing, so calming yet so alive
Imagine saying the song title to your friend when he ask you what you listening to
subbed! congrats I love this
banger
I like having memories 👍
In cyberpunk Johnny say something like “ This is why you shouldn’t revive fallen warriors, they will come back to see everything they fought for has changed and that non of it truly mattered “
this shit is fire keep it up bruv, the drum beats are really intoxicating
fire pfp, born of a star?
yepp, born of a star was like the beginning @@decayinganyspeedrun7192
How do you make such good bangers!?!?
Idk what all this deep shit is about but goddamn this goes hard
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bro this is my favourite breakcore song keep doing this