Describing what every song makes me feel: 00:00 / This song makes me feel a strange form of both bliss and being in peace, not in a necessarily nostalgic way, one way to describe it would be that this song feels like some sort of acceptance, especially that type of acceptance you might feel if you have mild depression, it's accepting that the world while it is terrible in many ways it's also beautiful in many ways too, it's accepting that life won't be just all happiness and sunshine, but also realisation that life isn't just a meaningless void, it's very hard to describe, it makes me sad in a happy way. 05:17 / This song makes me feel a very deep nostalgia and sense of familiarity, it reminds me of the many times during childhood winters when my family would visit restaurants far from our home and drive back late in the evening, it's those memories of when I would doze of to sleep in the car, it's sad how beautiful it is. 09:52 / This is a strange case, it makes me feel empty, but not in a sad, disturbing nor peaceful way, it's just pure emptiness, a mind that is at rest, one which at the moment is asleep, the mind will wake up again, the emptiness will be filled with thoughts and electrical signals travelling between synapses, but right now, right here it's empty, perhaps it's peaceful, perhaps not, but for right in this moment, the mind is resting in a void filled with emptiness, 14:27 / I'm honestly kinda neutral about this song as in it doesn't seem to be able to generate any form of emotion or reaction in me, I am guessing this has to do with the fact that I myself have never actually experienced a moment like this one, my brain doesn't have anything that it could easily compare this song to, this is a memory whose origins hasn't played out yet. 17:30 / I don't really know how to describe this song, it's making me feel a sad sense of nostalgia with the only problem being that I am extremely sure that I have never actually experienced a memory or moment like this, I can recognise the scene without recognising the show. 20:43 / This scene makes me incredibly sad, it's a scene that makes me feel absolute despair, just absolute hopelessness, I think it's because it reminds me of a small jogging trail in my hometown, but it's in a swamp, not in a forest, the trees are gone, the trail itself is overgrown with grass, all that remains is the hiking markers, it brings me a sad sense that something has ended, and for the worse at that, It's as if humanity is gone and the only witnesses left is the structures they built. 24:19 / Its the same as the first
The feeling when I want to cry but at the same time cannot bring myself to because everything I do is by all definitions meaningless, yet for some indeterminate reason I refuse to drop it and rest.
There are tons of people making playlists on UA-cam right now, but just how many of them could actually create a playlist out of their own music? I’ve been subscribed to this channel for a few months now, and just want to say I adore this channel unlike any other, and this video deserves a lot more attention! Thank you for sharing your creative energy with the world!
You'd actually be surprised how many people do. I myself had an entire album uploaded and youtube decided to let a bunch of people copyright it, despite it being entirely my creation ((only thing they could have gotten me on was using SOMA samples, but it wasn't frictional who copyrighted me, it was random chinese, indian companies and even warner bros)). Screw this planet is all I can say XD.
I woke up thinking about the past, about places I can't go to anymore, about people I love and will never see again, and this playlist helped me release some tears. Thank you so much for this.
This is the cycle of a human life. I'm sure our souls were brought here to experience these joys and pains, so that we can value them ever more. But yeah, may we find peace and grace in our days and with all those currently around us ^u^
You'll come to realize that there are countless *the* feelings, as it sounds that you are in the first few stages of the *the* feeling phenomena. Don't look to deep into it, and always feel free to just brush it off as silly brain stuff. Maybe some things are best left well alone. :)
There's a Welsh word "Hiraeth" that can translate to "nostalgia, longing, homesickness, a deep feeling of yearning for something, someone or somewhere." "This kind of homesickness is like a combination of the homesickness, longing, nostalgia, and yearning, for a home that you cannot return to, no longer exists, or maybe never was."
sounds like a script in a movie, short but still meaningful. my parents never let me go to bars or something like those, they say bars are not for good people. but sometimes, I wish I worked in a bar, to hear humans having conversations, telling exciting stories of them. sadly it would never come true.
Sometimes I feel like I can see different realities, but I can never be in them, I can feel them, see them, and interact like I'm there, given the best life and living my dream... Guess even sleeping is a mistake sometimes, there's no escape for me, but music is where I feel like I can just let go of the chains that weigh me down for once
Even if you see/feel/hear/experience yourself in a different dimension, don’t abandon yourself in this one. You can still become the best version of yourself here. Always remember that. :)
The particular world i live in, is one where we believe in things not seen. If i may lend you some comforting advice? We believe those moments to be sights into our futures. It's a small reminder that through all the hard times, and hard work. You're still progressing, and the universe reminds you of that. I know you may not believe the words of some random girl on the internet, but on the off chance you do. Keep going, you'll one day be looking back and thinking of them moments where you was struggling right now. Lending your past self the reminder they so needed. Stay strong, blessed be. From Trinity Azure.
I’m really not the type of person to comment on UA-cam videos, I usually just observe what others have to say. However, I feel the need to say this, your music is fantastic. The atmosphere it gives off is exactly what the title describes. The slow burning of a half forgotten memory echoes throughout each piece. My favourite is the first, the repetition of the piano sequence is so melancholic. The underlying sadness of each track, as we attempt to recall these nebulous memories of a time we never saw, makes this playlist as beautiful as it is tragic. I’m not exactly a sad person, neither would I say in the grand scheme of things have I had it the worst, but music like this helps me reflect. It helps me try to remember, no matter how sad the thoughts, how joyful times once were, I always have those memories. My little tangent is over. I hope at least someone shares in my sentiments.
I get an "Everywhere At The End Of Time" vibe from this - a kind of sad nostalgia for long-ago events and the memories of dreams. So haunting and beautiful. Well done!
My goodness, you made these songs?! They are lovely! I'm currently studying with this playlist and it is keeping my mind calm and relaxed. Pleasantly beautiful music!
I wish there was a playlist for that vibe of an empty classroom.. kinda like on a summer day when everyone’s out of school, or you are all alone staring out the window as a golden sunset sunlight casts through the room..
@@nobodyplaylists if ur reading comments for ideas, i'd like to input! studying and roaming around giant mystical/fantasy low lit libraries like the one in avatar the last airbender (wong shi tong's library that's buried underneath the desert. Kind of like a sad, don't know if you are ever going to escape vibe so just spend the rest of your life reading..
You're giving me flashbacks from my last day in high school. I forgot a notebook in my class room, went back, and got what I was looking for. I look out and see the beautiful sunset, and get excited for the future! I think "Finally it's over!" but then, it hit me -- "It's actually over...". I then turn around and take a moment look at the empty chairs. All the classes we've had, all the shenanigans me and my classmates would do -- it all came to pass. I still had my feeling of excitement, but it was mixed with an ache in my chest knowing that it's all over. I sat for a bit taking it all in before going home.
i closed my eyes and i went back 8 years , when i opened my eyes the first thing i heared was my mom's voice calling me to wake up and get ready for school ...eveything felt unreal ...she prepared my lunch and kissed me before i go ..As walked down the road i saw my bestfriend she waved at me with huge smile on her face ...we were almost inseparable ... the happiness that filled my heart was warmer than the sunlight ... I wished it lasted little bit longer ..I wished i was able to stop the time and i never woke up from that dream i tried to convince myself all those years that i'm stronger enough to face life without them but its so hard not to missed them... Thank you for giving the best memories of my life
I don’t like to relate things to myself if my head. I don’t know if it’s because I don’t like myself or I simply find myself disinteresting, perhaps both. I use characters from sources or in my own head to relate to the things around me. One character, from a source I won’t name, becomes someone else. When he is that person he completely looses who he used to be. He can only be himself again for a week every thousand or so years. I can imagine him walking through the country that used to be his home, seeing how much it changed. Seeing how the legacy of him and his old best friend changes and flows. He knows he has to return to his old state. But for now, he can reminisce with a clarity he hasn’t felt in decades. I thought of that with this music because it feels like it would be his emotional state. A bittersweet and nostalgic feeling of loss, a slight joy at being himself and a fear of what he knows he will be again. (Some context, this character became a god in order to protect people, but in the process became the god completely, losing awareness of who he used to be before he became the god. Every thousand years the god gets weaker and the character can finally be himself again, but he eventually is forced to go back to being that god)
Oh, they are there. They are just down the roads we didn't travel... Or down the roads yet to be travelled. We visit in our sleep, when we are most apt to let go. We all can remember things in the wrong order. Deja vu is nothing special... And yet, it's very special indeed.
I have photos of me as a child scattered around my room. I think and reminisce to those times, about what I was thinking about when I was a child, what I aspired to be, what I woke up to excited for the next day, what kept me going... It was my imagination, the future, and the endless possibilities that came with everyday. I miss the simpler times, but I look at me then and now, and I'm grateful for to have been that way as a child. I love what I do now, I love the opportunities that come with the things I do. There is still drive in me, passion in me, hope in me, that whatever comes my way, there is always a tomorrow. It's crazy to think that what I'm doing now is something I feel like I've always had tucked in the darkest parts of my brain. The chance to be a part of the solution, to build a better world, even if it is one brick at a time. There are always new possibilities in every day, and most importantly, my imagination now is just adding more touches to the canvas I started when I was a kid.
Sometimes, memories just pop up my head. I don't know why, but they are just there. It feells blurry and old, feeling like a kid again. Then, i feel like i actually saw myself in the past. After thinking about the memory, it gets weird. Just for about a second, i realize i saw myslef, in my body that i have now, staring at us. And then, i want to forget it. I want to forget every single thing. I want to go back in time, but i can only go back there by memories. Memories that i am scared to face with. Memories that i feel sad and annoyed with their existence. Memories that made me quiestion my existence. And then the most terrifiying idea of all comes up, i will turn into a memory. Everything i am doing rith now, is turning into a memory. İ feel like i saw my future self, watching me. Watching and missing me, it really comforts me but somehow, i am scared of it. There will be nothing to prove that i existed one day. There will be nothing to prove that i lived with my face i have right now, i lived all those things that i am living right now. It is hard to describe, hard to tell. İ am not even sure if the things i wrote, are actually explaining what and how i feel. They probably don't, and with my bad english (english is not my first language) it is almost impossible to describe it. İ don't feel like i can tell this feelings to anybody i know.
Well that was more well explained than anything that I've heard from any others. It's just happens to be a tough topic to approach and a difficult thing to understand then relay. We are all but students that would still be naive with 1000yrs of life. You've got this. Peace.
I understand you. I know your feelings. They are so true to me, you have no idea. I guess, all I have to say, for both of us, is a wise phrase, coined many years ago. . . "Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened." Memories are a blessing. They can frighten us, and make us laugh, and make us cry. But we'll never be just memories. Our souls live on, forever, and I believe, we will always have our memories with us. They're not how we lose our identity, but, in fact, how we keep it. They make up who we are, and the things we've done and seen are a part of us forever. And more importantly, those closest to us, whose memories are made up of us too. I wish you a very happy life my friend. God bless you, never give up.
I am so deeply saddened by this video. Watching it brings back so many painful memories for me. I can relate to the pain and hopelessness portrayed in the video. When I was younger, I experienced a lot of heartache and loss. I lost my mother to cancer and it completely shattered my world. I felt lost and alone, and I didn't know how to cope with the pain. I struggled with depression and loneliness, and I often felt hopeless and helpless. As I grew older, I thought I had moved past that pain and was able to find happiness again. But then, just last year, I lost my father to a sudden heart attack. It was like reliving the pain all over again, and it brought back all those feelings of sadness and hopelessness. Now, as I watch this video, I am reminded of my own struggles and the pain I have experienced. It's hard to see others going through similar struggles and not be able to help. It feels like there is no end to the sadness and hopelessness that can consume us at times. But, I also know that there is hope. We can find strength in each other and in the support of those around us. We can learn to cope with our pain and find ways to move forward. It's not easy, and it may not happen overnight, but there is always hope. I hope that anyone watching this video who is struggling with sadness and hopelessness knows that they are not alone. There are people out there who understand and want to help. Reach out and ask for support, and don't be afraid to seek help if you need it. You are worth it and you deserve to find happiness and hope again.
THIS. THIS IS HOW I FEEL. Im not sad, im not happy either. I always have this person in my mind, he was my fling back in high school (2009 to 2010 lmao) then i had to move schools & i just.. never closed that chaper of my life. Nothing special about him though. I saw him again one day (sept 2020 i think!!) And i cant stop thinking about him since!! I couldnt find his socials or his phone number or whatever it is for me to get in contact with him but hes always there in my mind. I dont know what im feeling & why i keep on thinking about him. I just hope hes alright out there somewhere. I feel like i just need closure. Or maybe not. Maybe im overthinking? But then why do i feel this way? Sigh Edit: ik no one really cares but he got married!
Maybe u re feeling that way cuz since u saw him, something inside you got unlocked and want u to "close that chapter", u sound like something inside u got unlocked and gave u nostalgic feelings
I know that exact feeling, had a best friend for 10 years who was actually my first love up and disappear from the face of the planet, never saw him or heard from him since even almost 10 years after
When I opened this video I have decided to just relax and promised not to cry. Apparently, I underestimated how powerful this misic is. Halfway through the video I bursted into tears. My beloved grandma, who replaced me a mother and have been taking care of me since I was two, passed away this march. I thought I've learned to live with that but this playlist awakened not only all those bittersweet memories with her but also my feelings towards her and towards me loosing her. I even managed to talk to her in my head a little bit which I never did before. I cried my eyes out but it definetely helped to get out all those feelings I unconsciously tried to bottle up. Thank you so much.
@@ПриветПока-о4з My friend, when I saw your comment, I started crying and I couldn't stop myself. My mother left me when I was only two months old, and my grandmother raised me, but when I was 8 years old, she left me alone and left, and in fact, I I became a mother the day my grandmother left, not the day my mother got divorced and left.
Just gonna say your content is magic, I have it on and focus on it or just in the background but either way its the freakin best. Loving the pictures too, they give off a feeling I feel most people cant articulate.
9:52 sometimes I get inexplicably nostalgic for places I remember from my dreams. I usually can't remember what the dream was like, only my surroundings, and how vivid and strangely real how everything seemed.
I have a photo similar to the one in the background right there at the start of the playlist. The only difference is that it included a double rainbow and it was taken from the backyard. I just saw that old photo recently. In an instant, I was brought back to that time and space. All of the memories from that span of life fell open on the table as if dumped from my mind by way of an Internet search with an extremely wide filter. The result set was a bit overwhelming and mildly exhausting to process. This state of exhaustion was remedied with a welcomed nap. Thank you nobody.
I'm coming back to this playlist from time to time. I love reading comments here, sometimes they make me cry. But what i love the most it's the fact that your music makes everyone...feel different? Think about different aspects they're mind is occupied by. But at the time we actually all feel the same thing. THE feeling, as already was said. Noone can explain it, it's something otherworldly.
This video couldn't be more accurate. I feel like I've reached the end of an amazing journey and all that's left is saying goodbye to all the great people I've met along the way, people I'll never see again. It's pure nostalgia, the best manifestation of our inability to control the world around us.
A feeling indescribable, yet everyone has felt it's presence before. This feeling can be boiled down to a basic memory we all share, that of past experience. We've all been through a childhood, we've all experienced the bad, the good, and those melancholic in be tweens. This playlist just let's out those feelings that we can't really describe, we just know what that feeling is. My god, this is an amazing piece of work.
The dream you keep forgetting but keep dreaming. The house you swear you've been to. That one childhood vacation you can't really describe. Wow. Thanks for making this. You can't give me those memories back - or even make them real. But at least you gave me music to describe it.
I love the thought of realities with nothing in them. I am a huge fan of weirdcore and have been in the community for almost a full year. But Something about this music is just so special to me. It makes me feel like I’m with myself, forced to look back on problems or mistakes I made. It’s bad but also in a good way. I use this kind of music to reflect and help myself feel better mentally. Thank you for making these songs! We all appreciate it my friend :)
when i realized u made all the music and this doesnt have all the likes and views it deserves !!? ,, this music is truly amazing. the second track reached the deepest of my soul. this just expresses emotions in a way that makes me cry ...,, ur so talented, im so glad i found this video ,,,
Hey. I know no one knows me. It's been 2 years since these dropped. I once ever promise that after I listening to this, I would become a good person, and it comes true. Thank you so much for this, I can't believe time flies that fast. I hope we can know each other, in a mean time.
It's honestly so sad when you lose a loved one so young. Because it means those memories you had with that person will still be there yes, but you won't remember what that person looked like or sounded like. And that in itself is the most upsetting thing ever... It makes you feel so guilty bit just remember, you were too young when they passed it's not your fault. Just hold onto the memories.
"I am always searching for a utopian feeling that is out of reach. A feeling I can't quite explain because I haven't exactly felt it before. As if I am remembering a past life, an adolescent memory, or a dream. I can't grasp it. I feel empty without it. I will never experience anything as grand as the falsities my mind can conjure. And for now I can only ponder."
Your work is absolutely moving. I don't really have the words to explain how your songs make me feel nor what they mean to me but I'm very happy to have stumbled here, and I'm glad you're creating. Your mind is beautiful.
It rarely becomes quiet here at home. The TV here is almost always on, and being in a small house, you can't really escape the loud sounds. Either that or someone is talking or having a conversation where I'm not usually included or I don't want to be a part of. Adding to that, I don't have my own room where I can hide and shut everything out. But there are these couple of minutes where everything suddenly falls silent, and it just so happens that I am listening to this playlist. Then I felt it. Peace. The crickets outside suddenly sound so loud and calming, and the twilight darkness outside rests my anxiety. All I want to say with all that is, thank you for this playlist. It means a lot to me
Не могу описать словами свои чувства... Мне кажется такая музыка уместна в наших снах, там есть всё, и ничего, ты там совсем один среди людей созданных тобой же, не с кем говорить, некому поплакать в плечо... Ты прячешься на какой-то чертовой крыше, и мечтаешь проснуться, оказаться в реальном мире... Как-то так) только такие ассоциации у меня всплывают при прослушивании.)
Первый трек самый как по мне интересный по звучанию. Передает некую пустоту и отчаянние. Я сразу представляю себя на первой локации (пикче). Милые и укромные дома, а вверху радуга и дождь что тихо капает на дорожный асвальт.
Fond memories of an empty past brought tears to my eyes. Remembering when I would play with my neighbourhood friends, but realizing that not all of us were in good situations.
These songs somehow are able to describe the sorrow, happiness, acceptance, and despair in our lives. The combination of these emotions are what make life beautiful even though sometimes life isn’t pretty. To be able to feel happiness you need to feel despair and to feel acceptance you need to feel sorrow; it is a continuous cycle that is perfectly in balance and it it what gives life it’s beauty even in the darkest times. When we feel sorrow and despair we bring each other up and come together.
Your composing is spot on and your music is actually what I've been searching for for the past year at least. It's hard to find music that actually makes you feel something but when you do find it you know it.
Okay nobody needs to know this but I've just turned online from hours of listening to this playlist, just to comment that never stop making these, 'Nobody'! we love you and you're not a nobody to us :)
the fact that one of those images paired with the music recalled a very forgotten memory for me is so eerie... in my younger years of schooling I distinctly remember our classrooms looking like the image at 12:00 and you could hear the piano coming from the theatre stage during class...
Was going through old family photos. The happiness in their eyes, how sort of carefree they looked, how much they enjoyed the outside. Looking now, i realise i can never experience this. Time has not been too kind to them. And with our ever growing economic problems, its only going to get progressibely harder and harder. But we've got nothing else to look towards. Only the bleak darkness of the future can tell. Its a matter of time till an uproar begins.
i encountered your playlist few months ago. that was perfect moment. it helped me to feel very calm and distracted from reality to liminal fantasies. these songs works nice. but there's one more moment. i turned on your playlist again and saw that these songs were made by you only that moment.. that's perfect. bless you.
This is the feeling when missing a memories that only existed in your mind , the daydream memories where you're having fun but it isn't real because it's all just a dream , a daydream. And you're saying to yourself that you're in that memories and that actually happened before. It's like you're falling on your own fantasy world. The feeling when you're reading or watching a fiction stories and you're the main character but you realized it's all made up and this memories keeps you sad and happy at the same time. Edit: Excuse my grammar english is not my first language.
This video made me sad. It just makes me think about how soon my life will end and I won’t ever experience having this type of feeling or won’t be able to enjoy the world no more.
I remember listening to this in 10 years time. It was on a yesterday after tomorrow. The good old days as they weren't. I recall the feelings that never came. I see the days pass me by as I have yet to live them. I notice the changes ever so slight coming forth from reliving the future over and over. Alone and timeless I sit counting the days backwards. Empty as I have already filled. Unchanging as I never willed. Just in case~OrderedEntropyⒸ
@@hollowwallsendmiseryforest8709 read my comment again XD I literally start the sentence by remembering the future how does one even remember the future. It is a poem....
ive been having a hard week emotionally, and 'what we feel is enhanced' has been popping into my mind during moments of fleeting peace between feelings of sadness and hurt. i havent listened to this playlist in quite some time, and yet that song came to me to comfort me. thank you for this playlist. thank you for sharing your creations. thank you for the comfort.
I've only been subscribed to this channel for a few days, but I can tell that it's been one of the best decisions I've made this year. Beautiful songs - can't believe you made these!!
i love doing this. making a fake life for me. my father was a successful business man, he'd started companies of his own and always support us. he was always there. my mother was a doctor, having to choose between her family and studies and chose both. she's recognized nationwide. my brother? he's an amazing computer science engineer. he always loved to make others smile, always asking how are you and what not. my grandparents. she was a great teacher in the 70's, she's gotten awards for them. my grandpop was a bartender in the 70-80s, but he retired after he had his first kid. my friends are awesome, they're always there for me. sister is a wonderful student, she's doing awesome. i hope she succeeds. i only hope the last one is real this time. she's growing up, i really do hope she makes it in life. my parents have good jobs. they're never home. my brother is always locked in his room doing his own stuff on his pc. my grandma has alzheimers. my granddad was paralyzed every since my brother was born. it's painful to think about, i always write stories on my family's success. but it's always just in my damn head. why can't it be all real?
Damn u have to become a story writer or a game dev because the way u worded this comment is so good that it did hit me like a train especially the last line with the music in the background
I don't strive for peak pleasurable feelings. I feel like I'm the type of person that lives for moments like this music helps display. The moment of inexistence and serenity where nothing in your personal life matters and you sometimes feel a tingly sensation in your brain. The tingling comes from the comfort that you don't know what is. A strive for moments that aren't defined by time. truly eerie experiences that make you feel as if you've left the real world. A momentary lapse in reality. I can't describe this feeling without listing the hundreds of emotions you get from it. This is the feeling I strive to seek the most of, strangeness rather than "normal" gratifying moments.
I don't know if this'll ever get seen, but I feel compelled to tell a bit of my story that this playlist and image reminds me of anyways, to leave a mark on the world that I was here. On November 1st, 2018, my eighteenth birthday was just 10 days away. I didn't realize it that day, but the night before was the last night I would ever sleep in my bed again, and that day was the last time I would ever spend a day in my childhood home as it was. November 2nd, 2018 at 2:16 a.m, two policemen were at our house protecting me and my mother, keeping my dad away from us as we packed what we could carry into her car and ran away to her friend's house. The concept of never coming back didn't even cross my mind, I guess because it seemed too cruel at the time to even consider. My dad was abusive, manipulative and controlling to anyone he knew he could keep under his thumb, or anyone that was expendable. Apparently, he had always been that way, as people who have known him attested. He was sly about it, never laying a hand on us or anyone, and hiding his true self in public (most times). That early morning in November, in essence, things finally WAY boiled over and my father snapped. I called the non emergency number, thinking at the time it wasn't that serious to warrant 911, and that was the last time my life would ever be as it had been for the last 17 years. It was almost like, I think, a physical representation of childhood suddenly dying and being thrust into adulthood, ready or not. I did go back into my old home a few times, with the police by court order so my mom and I could get our stuff, but the house was damaged and broken beyond recognition on the inside, a lot of our belongings had been thrown out or destroyed. I lost a lot of my belongings, my cat Nephthys, my home, my life, any idea of my dad that I held dear, all in the matter of minutes my life flipped around. I was now met with a hard, hurtful road ahead. Now, on August 13th, 2022, Saturday at 3:23 a.m, I'm in bed in my first apartment with my girlfriend that has given me love beyond measure. My mother lives peacefully nearby in her own apartment, successfully recovering from cancer and getting better each day. My father, who I had no contact with since leaving, passed away this year early April. His death opened up some scars, but to be frank, as harsh as it sounds, hearing about his passing brought me relief that I wouldn't have to live in fear of encountering him ever again. I do hope he's resting in peace, though. When I see the first picture, accompanied by the first track, all I can think about is my childhood home. I imagine standing in front of it with the sky and weather just like that, being in my old neighborhood. Like the house was so surrounded by darkness but there was also a rainbow above it despite it, like something telling me there was hope in there anyways. Something telling me there were simple joys and sweet memories in that house that the engulfing darkness could not choke out. That in spite of the hurt, there was also comfort. I'm filled with a sad, but comforting nostalgia, for what was and what I'll never have again, yet happy and grateful for the good times and memories my home provided. I'm happy to be out of the situation I was in, ofc, but it hurts forever losing what was once dear to your heart, especially in an instant. Anyways, If you made it to the end of my ramble, thank you, and if not, that's also okay. I'm happy just letting these almost indescribable feelings be unbottled :)
"the love of my life, we used to talk on for hours and make jokes to which we would laugh on and on. I never thought I would find her: I thought I would just live my life, working at a boring job and sleeping when I get back home. Living without giving anything much thought, or caring about changing anything, after all, It wasn't like I was gonna die at a young age. But we found each other, and I am happy. There is only one problem, I can't seem to recall any of her features, her hair changes, the color of her skin changes, her personality changes. I don't even remember her name, and worst of all, I can't hear her voice, or communicate with her. This is because she doesn't exist, not in my reality at least. Not now. Not in my future. I may have been reliving a fantasy but I don't regret remembering these memories, even if I never experienced them." And on that note have a wonderful day and bye.
I just gotta say, I have always used music as a means of understanding myself, the worlds I build with my imagination each time there is even a slight tune. No other UA-cam music channel has been able to speak to me like this one. Its like you've seen what goes on in my head and put it all together in this masterpiece of a playlist. Never stop creating. It means more than you may ever know
I hope you know that this playlist has helped me so much with writing and my mind. Music helps my creative process so much, but recently I haven't got any music that does that for me. Your playlists are a lifesaver. Thank you, nobody.
finally, i found a place. finally, i found that i am not alone, to feel this strange feeling. i was born in 2009, but everytime i met something in that time, i always get nostalgia. how ? i was just born...i tried telling someone, but they just made fun of me, thinking that i needed attentions so bad. i love this world, but in 2009. how to go back in time ?
this is such a melancholy feeling. your not sad your not happy your just in the middle, the middle of nowhere with nowhere to go. they remember you too. they miss you. come back please.
Ah, yes, that shearing, bittersweet taste of the good old days we don't have. Props to you for making these, by the way. It's some really good immersion right here. Reminds me of many various things, but still unique in its own way, very neat
i've known many faces through the years. Some familiar, some cold or distant, some exuberant and glowing with glee, some mellow and sad- But only a few of them real. hundreds of people, friends and enemies, have been with me as i grew up. As a child they consisted of wizards and wonders, magical creatures to carry me away from this world and its ceaseless boredom. As a pre-teen they consisted of criminals and violence, i imagined people hurt so i felt less alone, imagined the toughest people possible breaking so my pain felt justified. As a teenager they consisted of friends and loving embraces, there was still hurt and violence, but there was always comfort to be found afterward. I made new kind faces to accompany the sad ones, comforting them- and in a way that helped me. Though i suppose that shouldn't surprise me, as they are but extensions of myself. As an adult... well i don't know- I haven't come that far in my story yet. i'd sit in my room for hours, listening to music or simply sitting in silence. i'd act out the scenes and the stories, i'd cry for them, laugh for them, joke for them. I did all they couldn't because i owed them didn't i? they were my friends. My closest ones. Sometimes i wasn't myself, sometimes i was simply acting as a character i created. Sometimes the brave face people met in confrontations wasn't mine, it was the character i created to be brave for me. When i was scared, i'd ask the brave face, "what would you do?", and it would answer. the brave face always had answers, as did the wise face- and the nice face. deep down i do know i am just asking myself, and it is me that is answering. But it makes it easier to imagine them as other people. For i am a coward- i am not brave or wise or nice at all. But they are, and with their guidance i am. they have always been with me. We have lived through thousands of lifetimes together, and they know me better than i know myself. I wish i could catch each of them in writing or art, document their words and teachings and make them alive to history- but they are ever-changing. their teachings change and they have no appearance. I wish i could tell our stories through books, but i don't know how the stories go. They are as ever-changing as the people in them. And when i think so fondly about them, i am simply recalling memories that never existed.
Hey nobody. Just wanted to express how lucky I am to have found this channel. I listen to it very often because it calms me down a lot and not one of your videos has disappointed me so far which is impressive. You are not a nobody to me!
i want to walk in my memories, I want to see my past self having fun, when I die I hope I just want to wander endlessly in a field of forgotten memories
This playlist along with the “I Feel Like I’ve Been Here” playlist really tapped into some unresolved painful memories. It helps me be one step closer in being mentally well.
Recalling memories where everything was fine... This music reminds me, when my grandma was alive and when I had a carefree childhood. She comforted me when I was sad. Unfortunately my grandma died because of cancer for a few years ago. Miss you so much ❤
The image that starts at 5:16 is just so hauntingly familiar. The feeling of the cold, cutting through you like a needle into the skin, the shadows of the trees constantly undulating, the chilling howl of the wolf, as it eyes you from afar. And you see it, the glimmering hope of civilization, a break in the clouds and a bright city bathing in the glow of the sullen moon. But it's so far, and as you walk, your eyes frozen over with frost and blood, your legs cramping in your shoes, your fingers grasping out for that valley, for home, the lights grow dim. The wind grows colder. The ice weighs you down and drags you into the snow. You tumble and fall for what feels like forever. Cold snow pouring over you, suffocating you. You're drowning, and there is no surface. The white glow of salvation fades, and the trees bend inwards to the sky above. Your eyes try desperately to expel a single tear. Soon you'll be there. Soon you'll see her again. Soon you'll see them again. Only if you sleep a little while, you'll make it there tomorrow. . . And slowly, even in your mind, the valley fades, the lights grow dim and go out like candles. Until only one remains. One that seems to beckon you. It's warm, and glows with a soothing orange flame. And as you slip out of your body, your mind sinking deep into the void of sleep, you hear a faint echo, which seems like your mother's voice, from a long forgotten dream: "Open your eyes my child, and come join the light."
I met a boy once in a dream, five years ago. I can still remember it so clearly. It was the only one that felt real and I didnt want it to end. The world was ruined, like a bomb had dropped on top of it. He gave me a kid he saved and then said he himself was not worth saving. I watched him die, this boy without a name. I turned back time to grab him, and bring him to safety. He asked why I saved him, and I replied that because of him that child could go back to their parents. That he did awesome, and yet he didnt believe me. I hugged him, clung to the back of his shirt until my fingertips stung. And he hugged back like he had never been hugged before, tightening his hold around me as we both cried. I could feel his warmth and his hair and I begged for it not to be a dream. In the end everything was alright. He was smiling and laughing. I told him I was going to take a nap and fell asleep watching him talk to his mother outside the door. I fell asleep content, feeling safe. And then I woke up. I've been getting memories that haven't happened ever since. One time it was raining outside my college dorm room that I've never been in, and he's outside my window, smiling brightly and shouting "I love you!" Over and over. And I smile back and promise myself to join him after Im done with my paper. We were on a hike another time. When we reached the top the sun was just setting, and he shot up his hands in victory. "WOOOO!!" he shouted out, laughing again. I think I had my arm around him, looking up and wanting to paint how his hair looked golden just then. He played me a song on the guitar once, over a video call one night. I remember rocking back and forth to that song and beaming cause I knew every lovely word was meant for me. There are memories of him finding me crying and comforts me, helping me through the bad times. There are memories of me doing the same for him. We trusted each other, some lifetime ago. I dont know who he is or if we will ever meet again, but for now I mourn the boy I remember yet have never met.
being in the present and getting fit to allow change, opens you up to a whole different world you wish to have explored before. Recalling memories made from year long daydreaming really made me rigid in my life. Do not stop in your path to see what new memories you can experience, maybe you wouldnt need to listen to this playlist then, even though i cant deny its a good playlist
My biggest problem is this.... Being in the present. While living in the future has helped me with a few things, it fucks up my mental health at the same time.
Describing what every song makes me feel:
00:00 / This song makes me feel a strange form of both bliss and being in peace, not in a necessarily nostalgic way, one way to describe it would be that this song feels like some sort of acceptance, especially that type of acceptance you might feel if you have mild depression, it's accepting that the world while it is terrible in many ways it's also beautiful in many ways too, it's accepting that life won't be just all happiness and sunshine, but also realisation that life isn't just a meaningless void, it's very hard to describe, it makes me sad in a happy way.
05:17 / This song makes me feel a very deep nostalgia and sense of familiarity, it reminds me of the many times during childhood winters when my family would visit restaurants far from our home and drive back late in the evening, it's those memories of when I would doze of to sleep in the car, it's sad how beautiful it is.
09:52 / This is a strange case, it makes me feel empty, but not in a sad, disturbing nor peaceful way, it's just pure emptiness, a mind that is at rest, one which at the moment is asleep, the mind will wake up again, the emptiness will be filled with thoughts and electrical signals travelling between synapses, but right now, right here it's empty, perhaps it's peaceful, perhaps not, but for right in this moment, the mind is resting in a void filled with emptiness,
14:27 / I'm honestly kinda neutral about this song as in it doesn't seem to be able to generate any form of emotion or reaction in me, I am guessing this has to do with the fact that I myself have never actually experienced a moment like this one, my brain doesn't have anything that it could easily compare this song to, this is a memory whose origins hasn't played out yet.
17:30 / I don't really know how to describe this song, it's making me feel a sad sense of nostalgia with the only problem being that I am extremely sure that I have never actually experienced a memory or moment like this, I can recognise the scene without recognising the show.
20:43 / This scene makes me incredibly sad, it's a scene that makes me feel absolute despair, just absolute hopelessness, I think it's because it reminds me of a small jogging trail in my hometown, but it's in a swamp, not in a forest, the trees are gone, the trail itself is overgrown with grass, all that remains is the hiking markers, it brings me a sad sense that something has ended, and for the worse at that, It's as if humanity is gone and the only witnesses left is the structures they built.
24:19 / Its the same as the first
this comment is underrated
I feel like you would be great at poetry, because of the way you described everything
this is beatiful
HELLO NUMBER 78! I completely agree with you about how it makes me feel (by the way I am NUMBER 117!)
Hello number 244 has just arrived ✌
That feeling when you want to smile and cry at the same time because everything is so meaningful yet so meaningless at the same time.
damn...
Thank you
holy shit lmaoooo a summary of my life atm
@@i33y_m4y I suspect its a near universal.
The feeling when I want to cry but at the same time cannot bring myself to because everything I do is by all definitions meaningless, yet for some indeterminate reason I refuse to drop it and rest.
This feeling is called: Anemoia.
Nostalgia for a time you’ve never known
There are tons of people making playlists on UA-cam right now, but just how many of them could actually create a playlist out of their own music? I’ve been subscribed to this channel for a few months now, and just want to say I adore this channel unlike any other, and this video deserves a lot more attention! Thank you for sharing your creative energy with the world!
Yeah this is great stuff
There are many ways to be happy, but the fastest way is to see you.Your speech is the best of the best!🙋♂️🌹
I love it 🎼❤️🎼❣️🎶
You'd actually be surprised how many people do. I myself had an entire album uploaded and youtube decided to let a bunch of people copyright it, despite it being entirely my creation ((only thing they could have gotten me on was using SOMA samples, but it wasn't frictional who copyrighted me, it was random chinese, indian companies and even warner bros)). Screw this planet is all I can say XD.
I have made lots of albums and I think that it’s kind of pointless to not make original content when you have a UA-cam channel.
I woke up thinking about the past, about places I can't go to anymore, about people I love and will never see again, and this playlist helped me release some tears. Thank you so much for this.
shits tough man
@@Lord.Elijahlayah really is 😐
This is the cycle of a human life. I'm sure our souls were brought here to experience these joys and pains, so that we can value them ever more. But yeah, may we find peace and grace in our days and with all those currently around us ^u^
I relate to what you said
i wish i had found this playlist when i was going through a similar phase. i still do, occasionally, but i like to think i've dealt with it my own way
this is *the* feeling. i literally cannot explain it in words I've tried before.
You'll come to realize that there are countless *the* feelings, as it sounds that you are in the first few stages of the *the* feeling phenomena. Don't look to deep into it, and always feel free to just brush it off as silly brain stuff. Maybe some things are best left well alone.
:)
@@bonecos6449 wow that's deep
There's a Welsh word "Hiraeth" that can translate to "nostalgia, longing, homesickness, a deep feeling of yearning for something, someone or somewhere."
"This kind of homesickness is like a combination of the homesickness, longing, nostalgia, and yearning, for a home that you cannot return to, no longer exists, or maybe never was."
@@sehqqq-inactive lol there's actually a term for it i think "anemoia"
There are many ways to be happy, but the fastest way is to see you.Your speech is the best of the best!🙋♂️🌹
Once I heard a conversation in a bar.
-You know what I fear the most?
-What?
-To forget
-Forget what?
-Everything...
Hmmmm weird...., that was my entire goal once, a while back lol!
Dementia.
sounds like a script in a movie, short but still meaningful. my parents never let me go to bars or something like those, they say bars are not for good people. but sometimes, I wish I worked in a bar, to hear humans having conversations, telling exciting stories of them. sadly it would never come true.
@@julycharlotte5452 Its nice to hear people stories, but sometimes it could be dangerous
mine is to be forgotten =)
Sometimes I feel like I can see different realities, but I can never be in them, I can feel them, see them, and interact like I'm there, given the best life and living my dream... Guess even sleeping is a mistake sometimes, there's no escape for me, but music is where I feel like I can just let go of the chains that weigh me down for once
There are many ways to be happy, but the fastest way is to see you.Your speech is the best of the best!🙋♂️🌹
Even if you see/feel/hear/experience yourself in a different dimension, don’t abandon yourself in this one. You can still become the best version of yourself here. Always remember that. :)
take your meds, schizo.
The particular world i live in, is one where we believe in things not seen. If i may lend you some comforting advice? We believe those moments to be sights into our futures. It's a small reminder that through all the hard times, and hard work. You're still progressing, and the universe reminds you of that. I know you may not believe the words of some random girl on the internet, but on the off chance you do. Keep going, you'll one day be looking back and thinking of them moments where you was struggling right now. Lending your past self the reminder they so needed. Stay strong, blessed be. From Trinity Azure.
Thanks, to all of you who replied, I really needed that
I’m really not the type of person to comment on UA-cam videos, I usually just observe what others have to say. However, I feel the need to say this, your music is fantastic. The atmosphere it gives off is exactly what the title describes. The slow burning of a half forgotten memory echoes throughout each piece. My favourite is the first, the repetition of the piano sequence is so melancholic. The underlying sadness of each track, as we attempt to recall these nebulous memories of a time we never saw, makes this playlist as beautiful as it is tragic. I’m not exactly a sad person, neither would I say in the grand scheme of things have I had it the worst, but music like this helps me reflect. It helps me try to remember, no matter how sad the thoughts, how joyful times once were, I always have those memories. My little tangent is over. I hope at least someone shares in my sentiments.
I feel you so mutch
Observe everything
It would be a perfect music for soundtrack
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Sentimental tangents sometimes seem to materialize from the empty spaces between memories.
I get an "Everywhere At The End Of Time" vibe from this - a kind of sad nostalgia for long-ago events and the memories of dreams. So haunting and beautiful. Well done!
i was half expecting for "its just a burning memory" to start playing out of nowhere
@@bananabro1010 The only reason for someone to expect something is if it happened a lot of times before. It must be happening to you a lot.
oh caretaker.......oh......
Cringely generic album
@@tickledonions9483 lol go listen to scraps of metal scratching together, might fit your vibe better
My goodness, you made these songs?! They are lovely! I'm currently studying with this playlist and it is keeping my mind calm and relaxed. Pleasantly beautiful music!
There are many ways to be happy, but the fastest way is to see you.Your speech is the best of the best!🙋♂️🌹
WHATTTTTT THEY’RE AWESOME! I thought for sure they had been found somewhere😭😭😭
Damn I didn't know that they made these songs
I wish there was a playlist for that vibe of an empty classroom.. kinda like on a summer day when everyone’s out of school, or you are all alone staring out the window as a golden sunset sunlight casts through the room..
this is a great idea, I'll try to make it true!
@@nobodyplaylists if ur reading comments for ideas, i'd like to input! studying and roaming around giant mystical/fantasy low lit libraries like the one in avatar the last airbender (wong shi tong's library that's buried underneath the desert. Kind of like a sad, don't know if you are ever going to escape vibe so just spend the rest of your life reading..
@@juneloner I like that. "You don't know if your gonna escape so you spend the rest of your life reading" Hits hard and I don't know why.
You're giving me flashbacks from my last day in high school.
I forgot a notebook in my class room, went back, and got what I was looking for. I look out and see the beautiful sunset, and get excited for the future! I think "Finally it's over!" but then, it hit me -- "It's actually over...". I then turn around and take a moment look at the empty chairs. All the classes we've had, all the shenanigans me and my classmates would do -- it all came to pass. I still had my feeling of excitement, but it was mixed with an ache in my chest knowing that it's all over. I sat for a bit taking it all in before going home.
@@CorporalDead yess that exact feeling of coming to school on a day off
i closed my eyes and i went back 8 years , when i opened my eyes the first thing i heared was my mom's voice calling me to wake up and get ready for school ...eveything felt unreal ...she prepared my lunch and kissed me before i go ..As walked down the road i saw my bestfriend she waved at me with huge smile on her face ...we were almost inseparable ... the happiness that filled my heart was warmer than the sunlight ... I wished it lasted little bit longer ..I wished i was able to stop the time and i never woke up from that dream i tried to convince myself all those years that i'm stronger enough to face life without them but its so hard not to missed them... Thank you for giving the best memories of my life
I wish the best for you :)
❤
I'm 43 year old, and you made me cry. I feel you brother!
3 years for me..they moved to another school and I was left alone,my parents aren't that great and so,I felt alone even when I'd be home..
I don’t like to relate things to myself if my head. I don’t know if it’s because I don’t like myself or I simply find myself disinteresting, perhaps both. I use characters from sources or in my own head to relate to the things around me. One character, from a source I won’t name, becomes someone else. When he is that person he completely looses who he used to be. He can only be himself again for a week every thousand or so years. I can imagine him walking through the country that used to be his home, seeing how much it changed. Seeing how the legacy of him and his old best friend changes and flows. He knows he has to return to his old state. But for now, he can reminisce with a clarity he hasn’t felt in decades. I thought of that with this music because it feels like it would be his emotional state. A bittersweet and nostalgic feeling of loss, a slight joy at being himself and a fear of what he knows he will be again.
(Some context, this character became a god in order to protect people, but in the process became the god completely, losing awareness of who he used to be before he became the god. Every thousand years the god gets weaker and the character can finally be himself again, but he eventually is forced to go back to being that god)
When there is no such memory you made and you still get connected to it.
Oh, they are there.
They are just down the roads we didn't travel... Or down the roads yet to be travelled.
We visit in our sleep, when we are most apt to let go.
We all can remember things in the wrong order. Deja vu is nothing special... And yet, it's very special indeed.
Hi, your pictures and music give me great pleasure. I follow you every day. "Good day or good night to you!" do not stop creating🙋♂️🌹
There are many ways to be happy, but the fastest way is to see you.Your speech is the best of the best!🙋♂️🌹
Hai puppet 😊 hai i'm scrap baby 🥰
I have photos of me as a child scattered around my room. I think and reminisce to those times, about what I was thinking about when I was a child, what I aspired to be, what I woke up to excited for the next day, what kept me going... It was my imagination, the future, and the endless possibilities that came with everyday. I miss the simpler times, but I look at me then and now, and I'm grateful for to have been that way as a child. I love what I do now, I love the opportunities that come with the things I do. There is still drive in me, passion in me, hope in me, that whatever comes my way, there is always a tomorrow. It's crazy to think that what I'm doing now is something I feel like I've always had tucked in the darkest parts of my brain. The chance to be a part of the solution, to build a better world, even if it is one brick at a time. There are always new possibilities in every day, and most importantly, my imagination now is just adding more touches to the canvas I started when I was a kid.
Sometimes, memories just pop up my head. I don't know why, but they are just there. It feells blurry and old, feeling like a kid again. Then, i feel like i actually saw myself in the past. After thinking about the memory, it gets weird. Just for about a second, i realize i saw myslef, in my body that i have now, staring at us. And then, i want to forget it. I want to forget every single thing. I want to go back in time, but i can only go back there by memories. Memories that i am scared to face with. Memories that i feel sad and annoyed with their existence. Memories that made me quiestion my existence. And then the most terrifiying idea of all comes up, i will turn into a memory. Everything i am doing rith now, is turning into a memory. İ feel like i saw my future self, watching me. Watching and missing me, it really comforts me but somehow, i am scared of it. There will be nothing to prove that i existed one day. There will be nothing to prove that i lived with my face i have right now, i lived all those things that i am living right now.
It is hard to describe, hard to tell. İ am not even sure if the things i wrote, are actually explaining what and how i feel. They probably don't, and with my bad english (english is not my first language) it is almost impossible to describe it. İ don't feel like i can tell this feelings to anybody i know.
There are many ways to be happy, but the fastest way is to see you.Your speech is the best of the best!🙋♂️🌹
You made me cry
Well that was more well explained than anything that I've heard from any others. It's just happens to be a tough topic to approach and a difficult thing to understand then relay. We are all but students that would still be naive with 1000yrs of life. You've got this. Peace.
I understand you. I know your feelings. They are so true to me, you have no idea.
I guess, all I have to say, for both of us, is a wise phrase, coined many years ago. . .
"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened." Memories are a blessing. They can frighten us, and make us laugh, and make us cry.
But we'll never be just memories. Our souls live on, forever, and I believe, we will always have our memories with us.
They're not how we lose our identity, but, in fact, how we keep it. They make up who we are, and the things we've done and seen are a part of us forever. And more importantly, those closest to us, whose memories are made up of us too.
I wish you a very happy life my friend. God bless you, never give up.
;_; I know that feel
I am so deeply saddened by this video. Watching it brings back so many painful memories for me. I can relate to the pain and hopelessness portrayed in the video.
When I was younger, I experienced a lot of heartache and loss. I lost my mother to cancer and it completely shattered my world. I felt lost and alone, and I didn't know how to cope with the pain. I struggled with depression and loneliness, and I often felt hopeless and helpless.
As I grew older, I thought I had moved past that pain and was able to find happiness again. But then, just last year, I lost my father to a sudden heart attack. It was like reliving the pain all over again, and it brought back all those feelings of sadness and hopelessness.
Now, as I watch this video, I am reminded of my own struggles and the pain I have experienced. It's hard to see others going through similar struggles and not be able to help. It feels like there is no end to the sadness and hopelessness that can consume us at times.
But, I also know that there is hope. We can find strength in each other and in the support of those around us. We can learn to cope with our pain and find ways to move forward. It's not easy, and it may not happen overnight, but there is always hope.
I hope that anyone watching this video who is struggling with sadness and hopelessness knows that they are not alone. There are people out there who understand and want to help. Reach out and ask for support, and don't be afraid to seek help if you need it. You are worth it and you deserve to find happiness and hope again.
THIS. THIS IS HOW I FEEL. Im not sad, im not happy either.
I always have this person in my mind, he was my fling back in high school (2009 to 2010 lmao) then i had to move schools & i just.. never closed that chaper of my life. Nothing special about him though.
I saw him again one day (sept 2020 i think!!) And i cant stop thinking about him since!! I couldnt find his socials or his phone number or whatever it is for me to get in contact with him but hes always there in my mind. I dont know what im feeling & why i keep on thinking about him. I just hope hes alright out there somewhere.
I feel like i just need closure. Or maybe not. Maybe im overthinking? But then why do i feel this way? Sigh
Edit: ik no one really cares but he got married!
There are many ways to be happy, but the fastest way is to see you.Your speech is the best of the best!🙋♂️🌹
Maybe u re feeling that way cuz since u saw him, something inside you got unlocked and want u to "close that chapter", u sound like something inside u got unlocked and gave u nostalgic feelings
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You hold the power for closure...don't give away that gift to someone else
I know that exact feeling, had a best friend for 10 years who was actually my first love up and disappear from the face of the planet, never saw him or heard from him since even almost 10 years after
When I opened this video I have decided to just relax and promised not to cry. Apparently, I underestimated how powerful this misic is. Halfway through the video I bursted into tears. My beloved grandma, who replaced me a mother and have been taking care of me since I was two, passed away this march. I thought I've learned to live with that but this playlist awakened not only all those bittersweet memories with her but also my feelings towards her and towards me loosing her. I even managed to talk to her in my head a little bit which I never did before. I cried my eyes out but it definetely helped to get out all those feelings I unconsciously tried to bottle up. Thank you so much.
всё хорошо, и будет хорошо. не сдавайся, чувак
keep going love.
Прошёл год. Я надеюсь у тебя всё хорошо. Правда.
@@ПриветПока-о4з My friend, when I saw your comment, I started crying and I couldn't stop myself. My mother left me when I was only two months old, and my grandmother raised me, but when I was 8 years old, she left me alone and left, and in fact, I I became a mother the day my grandmother left, not the day my mother got divorced and left.
Just gonna say your content is magic, I have it on and focus on it or just in the background but either way its the freakin best. Loving the pictures too, they give off a feeling I feel most people cant articulate.
There are many ways to be happy, but the fastest way is to see you.Your speech is the best of the best!🙋♂️🌹
9:52 sometimes I get inexplicably nostalgic for places I remember from my dreams. I usually can't remember what the dream was like, only my surroundings, and how vivid and strangely real how everything seemed.
I have a photo similar to the one in the background right there at the start of the playlist. The only difference is that it included a double rainbow and it was taken from the backyard. I just saw that old photo recently. In an instant, I was brought back to that time and space. All of the memories from that span of life fell open on the table as if dumped from my mind by way of an Internet search with an extremely wide filter. The result set was a bit overwhelming and mildly exhausting to process. This state of exhaustion was remedied with a welcomed nap. Thank you nobody.
This makes me feel like I'm home. And I miss that home, wherever it could be..
The fact that all of this is made by you is amazin! Greetings from spain
There are many ways to be happy, but the fastest way is to see you.Your speech is the best of the best!🙋♂️🌹
I'm coming back to this playlist from time to time. I love reading comments here, sometimes they make me cry.
But what i love the most it's the fact that your music makes everyone...feel different? Think about different aspects they're mind is occupied by. But at the time we actually all feel the same thing. THE feeling, as already was said. Noone can explain it, it's something otherworldly.
This video couldn't be more accurate. I feel like I've reached the end of an amazing journey and all that's left is saying goodbye to all the great people I've met along the way, people I'll never see again. It's pure nostalgia, the best manifestation of our inability to control the world around us.
A feeling indescribable, yet everyone has felt it's presence before. This feeling can be boiled down to a basic memory we all share, that of past experience. We've all been through a childhood, we've all experienced the bad, the good, and those melancholic in be tweens. This playlist just let's out those feelings that we can't really describe, we just know what that feeling is. My god, this is an amazing piece of work.
The dream you keep forgetting but keep dreaming. The house you swear you've been to. That one childhood vacation you can't really describe. Wow. Thanks for making this. You can't give me those memories back - or even make them real. But at least you gave me music to describe it.
I love the thought of realities with nothing in them. I am a huge fan of weirdcore and have been in the community for almost a full year. But Something about this music is just so special to me. It makes me feel like I’m with myself, forced to look back on problems or mistakes I made. It’s bad but also in a good way. I use this kind of music to reflect and help myself feel better mentally. Thank you for making these songs! We all appreciate it my friend :)
when i realized u made all the music and this doesnt have all the likes and views it deserves !!? ,, this music is truly amazing. the second track reached the deepest of my soul. this just expresses emotions in a way that makes me cry ...,, ur so talented, im so glad i found this video ,,,
Hey. I know no one knows me. It's been 2 years since these dropped. I once ever promise that after I listening to this, I would become a good person, and it comes true. Thank you so much for this, I can't believe time flies that fast. I hope we can know each other, in a mean time.
the first post by "nobody" i ever listened to, still love it so much
It's honestly so sad when you lose a loved one so young. Because it means those memories you had with that person will still be there yes, but you won't remember what that person looked like or sounded like. And that in itself is the most upsetting thing ever... It makes you feel so guilty bit just remember, you were too young when they passed it's not your fault. Just hold onto the memories.
Your comment made me cry😢
Beautiful. There's a vein of hopefulness that runs through these pieces. Almost Sigur Ros mixed with Caretaker.
I second that 1st statement for real....., the other one though? is honestly baffling , to me .......
"I am always searching for a utopian feeling that is out of reach. A feeling I can't quite explain because I haven't exactly felt it before. As if I am remembering a past life, an adolescent memory, or a dream. I can't grasp it. I feel empty without it. I will never experience anything as grand as the falsities my mind can conjure. And for now I can only ponder."
😢😢
I couldn't have said it better :")
the first song really grew on me… it’s beautiful. you make your own music and it’s very lovely.
had to track down "what we feel is enhanced" after i heard it... a song getting stuck in my head to that degree is always a good sign. great work
its made by the uploader
@@mell_yzma4726 yes, and?
@@obsolete1010 well know you know the who made it dont have to look for it anymore.
@@mell_yzma4726 i looked for it and found it, it was this video.
Your work is absolutely moving. I don't really have the words to explain how your songs make me feel nor what they mean to me but I'm very happy to have stumbled here, and I'm glad you're creating. Your mind is beautiful.
It rarely becomes quiet here at home. The TV here is almost always on, and being in a small house, you can't really escape the loud sounds. Either that or someone is talking or having a conversation where I'm not usually included or I don't want to be a part of. Adding to that, I don't have my own room where I can hide and shut everything out. But there are these couple of minutes where everything suddenly falls silent, and it just so happens that I am listening to this playlist. Then I felt it. Peace. The crickets outside suddenly sound so loud and calming, and the twilight darkness outside rests my anxiety. All I want to say with all that is, thank you for this playlist. It means a lot to me
Не могу описать словами свои чувства...
Мне кажется такая музыка уместна в наших снах, там есть всё, и ничего, ты там совсем один среди людей созданных тобой же, не с кем говорить, некому поплакать в плечо... Ты прячешься на какой-то чертовой крыше, и мечтаешь проснуться, оказаться в реальном мире...
Как-то так) только такие ассоциации у меня всплывают при прослушивании.)
Я полностью поддерживаю тебя)
Блин ты реально круто описал это
@@r4me0 :з
Первый трек самый как по мне интересный по звучанию. Передает некую пустоту и отчаянние. Я сразу представляю себя на первой локации (пикче). Милые и укромные дома, а вверху радуга и дождь что тихо капает на дорожный асвальт.
The first song reminded me of reading on a rainy day, drinking coffee. Very comfortable music, thank you so much for making these masterpieces!
Fond memories of an empty past brought tears to my eyes. Remembering when I would play with my neighbourhood friends, but realizing that not all of us were in good situations.
It is difficult to listen to this because it is so close to me that I am feeling hurt. It is also so distant to me that I feel comforted. Well done.
These songs somehow are able to describe the sorrow, happiness, acceptance, and despair in our lives. The combination of these emotions are what make life beautiful even though sometimes life isn’t pretty. To be able to feel happiness you need to feel despair and to feel acceptance you need to feel sorrow; it is a continuous cycle that is perfectly in balance and it it what gives life it’s beauty even in the darkest times. When we feel sorrow and despair we bring each other up and come together.
Your composing is spot on and your music is actually what I've been searching for for the past year at least. It's hard to find music that actually makes you feel something but when you do find it you know it.
Okay nobody needs to know this but I've just turned online from hours of listening to this playlist, just to comment that never stop making these, 'Nobody'! we love you and you're not a nobody to us :)
love this type of sonority, reminds me of something ethereal beyond comprehension, something old that will always be here with us. Thank you
Maybe? It's just cuz I'm a old relic myself haha, but I must say, .... that was eloquently put.
@@chaosdweller Yeah it seems synaesthetic but there's no language to describe these feelings.
the fact that one of those images paired with the music recalled a very forgotten memory for me is so eerie... in my younger years of schooling I distinctly remember our classrooms looking like the image at 12:00 and you could hear the piano coming from the theatre stage during class...
Was going through old family photos.
The happiness in their eyes, how sort of carefree they looked, how much they enjoyed the outside.
Looking now, i realise i can never experience this. Time has not been too kind to them. And with our ever growing economic problems, its only going to get progressibely harder and harder.
But we've got nothing else to look towards. Only the bleak darkness of the future can tell. Its a matter of time till an uproar begins.
Wow Nobody! u r a great composer :D
keep doing and enjoying what you love pls, bc just listening to this helps a lot
i encountered your playlist few months ago. that was perfect moment. it helped me to feel very calm and distracted from reality to liminal fantasies. these songs works nice. but there's one more moment. i turned on your playlist again and saw that these songs were made by you only that moment.. that's perfect. bless you.
This is the feeling when missing a memories that only existed in your mind , the daydream memories where you're having fun but it isn't real because it's all just a dream , a daydream. And you're saying to yourself that you're in that memories and that actually happened before. It's like you're falling on your own fantasy world. The feeling when you're reading or watching a fiction stories and you're the main character but you realized it's all made up and this memories keeps you sad and happy at the same time.
Edit: Excuse my grammar english is not my first language.
yeah it is absolutely fascinating isn't it? True paracosm's and we're just living our lives trying to be our paraselves~
This video made me sad. It just makes me think about how soon my life will end and I won’t ever experience having this type of feeling or won’t be able to enjoy the world no more.
I remember listening to this in 10 years time. It was on a yesterday after tomorrow. The good old days as they weren't. I recall the feelings that never came. I see the days pass me by as I have yet to live them. I notice the changes ever so slight coming forth from reliving the future over and over. Alone and timeless I sit counting the days backwards. Empty as I have already filled. Unchanging as I never willed.
Just in case~OrderedEntropyⒸ
this is so beautiful omg :")
The video didn’t even exist ten years ago
@@hollowwallsendmiseryforest8709 read my comment again XD I literally start the sentence by remembering the future how does one even remember the future. It is a poem....
ive been having a hard week emotionally, and 'what we feel is enhanced' has been popping into my mind during moments of fleeting peace between feelings of sadness and hurt. i havent listened to this playlist in quite some time, and yet that song came to me to comfort me. thank you for this playlist. thank you for sharing your creations. thank you for the comfort.
i can't believe you made all of this yourself. it's truly so beautiful and melancholy and enchanting. x
I've only been subscribed to this channel for a few days, but I can tell that it's been one of the best decisions I've made this year. Beautiful songs - can't believe you made these!!
Well, this brought back some memories...bless you for coming up with these so frequently. They legitimately get me through the week.
first song is absolutely beautiful and calming. i mean all of these songs are but the first one just hits different
I know this is two years old but I sometimes still hear these melodies in my head. Always nice to come back to every now and then.
Anemoia. A feeling of Nostalgia for a time or place in one’s life that never happened or existed.
i love doing this. making a fake life for me.
my father was a successful business man, he'd started companies of his own and always support us. he was always there.
my mother was a doctor, having to choose between her family and studies and chose both. she's recognized nationwide.
my brother? he's an amazing computer science engineer. he always loved to make others smile, always asking how are you and what not.
my grandparents. she was a great teacher in the 70's, she's gotten awards for them. my grandpop was a bartender in the 70-80s, but he retired after he had his first kid.
my friends are awesome, they're always there for me.
sister is a wonderful student, she's doing awesome. i hope she succeeds.
i only hope the last one is real this time. she's growing up, i really do hope she makes it in life.
my parents have good jobs. they're never home.
my brother is always locked in his room doing his own stuff on his pc.
my grandma has alzheimers. my granddad was paralyzed every since my brother was born.
it's painful to think about, i always write stories on my family's success. but it's always just in my damn head. why can't it be all real?
Damn u have to become a story writer or a game dev because the way u worded this comment is so good that it did hit me like a train especially the last line with the music in the background
This is amazing. Ive been sitton on my bed qnd looking out the window for a while now while waiting for the sky to rain
I don't strive for peak pleasurable feelings. I feel like I'm the type of person that lives for moments like this music helps display. The moment of inexistence and serenity where nothing in your personal life matters and you sometimes feel a tingly sensation in your brain. The tingling comes from the comfort that you don't know what is. A strive for moments that aren't defined by time. truly eerie experiences that make you feel as if you've left the real world. A momentary lapse in reality. I can't describe this feeling without listing the hundreds of emotions you get from it. This is the feeling I strive to seek the most of, strangeness rather than "normal" gratifying moments.
right into the feels, thank you
This is pure art, pure nostalgic bliss
I don't know if this'll ever get seen, but I feel compelled to tell a bit of my story that this playlist and image reminds me of anyways, to leave a mark on the world that I was here.
On November 1st, 2018, my eighteenth birthday was just 10 days away. I didn't realize it that day, but the night before was the last night I would ever sleep in my bed again, and that day was the last time I would ever spend a day in my childhood home as it was.
November 2nd, 2018 at 2:16 a.m, two policemen were at our house protecting me and my mother, keeping my dad away from us as we packed what we could carry into her car and ran away to her friend's house. The concept of never coming back didn't even cross my mind, I guess because it seemed too cruel at the time to even consider.
My dad was abusive, manipulative and controlling to anyone he knew he could keep under his thumb, or anyone that was expendable. Apparently, he had always been that way, as people who have known him attested. He was sly about it, never laying a hand on us or anyone, and hiding his true self in public (most times).
That early morning in November, in essence, things finally WAY boiled over and my father snapped. I called the non emergency number, thinking at the time it wasn't that serious to warrant 911, and that was the last time my life would ever be as it had been for the last 17 years. It was almost like, I think, a physical representation of childhood suddenly dying and being thrust into adulthood, ready or not.
I did go back into my old home a few times, with the police by court order so my mom and I could get our stuff, but the house was damaged and broken beyond recognition on the inside, a lot of our belongings had been thrown out or destroyed.
I lost a lot of my belongings, my cat Nephthys, my home, my life, any idea of my dad that I held dear, all in the matter of minutes my life flipped around. I was now met with a hard, hurtful road ahead.
Now, on August 13th, 2022, Saturday at 3:23 a.m, I'm in bed in my first apartment with my girlfriend that has given me love beyond measure. My mother lives peacefully nearby in her own apartment, successfully recovering from cancer and getting better each day. My father, who I had no contact with since leaving, passed away this year early April. His death opened up some scars, but to be frank, as harsh as it sounds, hearing about his passing brought me relief that I wouldn't have to live in fear of encountering him ever again. I do hope he's resting in peace, though.
When I see the first picture, accompanied by the first track, all I can think about is my childhood home. I imagine standing in front of it with the sky and weather just like that, being in my old neighborhood. Like the house was so surrounded by darkness but there was also a rainbow above it despite it, like something telling me there was hope in there anyways. Something telling me there were simple joys and sweet memories in that house that the engulfing darkness could not choke out. That in spite of the hurt, there was also comfort.
I'm filled with a sad, but comforting nostalgia, for what was and what I'll never have again, yet happy and grateful for the good times and memories my home provided. I'm happy to be out of the situation I was in, ofc, but it hurts forever losing what was once dear to your heart, especially in an instant.
Anyways, If you made it to the end of my ramble, thank you, and if not, that's also okay. I'm happy just letting these almost indescribable feelings be unbottled :)
Two years ago I found this playlist... and this is still a playlist that will evoke feelings from a being that never was.
the fact that you made these songs?? these sound ethereal, you deserve so much more recognition
Talent is often hidden.
"the love of my life, we used to talk on for hours and make jokes to which we would laugh on and on.
I never thought I would find her: I thought I would just live my life, working at a boring job and sleeping when I get back home. Living without giving anything much thought, or caring about changing anything, after all, It wasn't like I was gonna die at a young age. But we found each other, and I am happy.
There is only one problem, I can't seem to recall any of her features, her hair changes, the color of her skin changes, her personality changes. I don't even remember her name, and worst of all, I can't hear her voice, or communicate with her.
This is because she doesn't exist, not in my reality at least. Not now. Not in my future. I may have been reliving a fantasy but I don't regret remembering these memories, even if I never experienced them."
And on that note have a wonderful day and bye.
That touched my heart deeply, damn it.
I just gotta say, I have always used music as a means of understanding myself, the worlds I build with my imagination each time there is even a slight tune. No other UA-cam music channel has been able to speak to me like this one. Its like you've seen what goes on in my head and put it all together in this masterpiece of a playlist. Never stop creating. It means more than you may ever know
Dude wtf. I can't explain the feelings your videos make me tap in to. Bizarre stuff but I love it.
There are many ways to be happy, but the fastest way is to see you.Your speech is the best of the best!🙋♂️🌹
THESE ARE YOUR SONGS. WOW. JAW DROPPED WHEN I READ THAT.
I hope you know that this playlist has helped me so much with writing and my mind. Music helps my creative process so much, but recently I haven't got any music that does that for me. Your playlists are a lifesaver. Thank you, nobody.
Might be this is for me the best of the best playlist in your channel its was a transcendent journey thanks you soo much well done
There are many ways to be happy, but the fastest way is to see you.Your speech is the best of the best!🙋♂️🌹
@@coloring1_ thank you so much for your kindness
You are incredible. Ive spent months falling asleep to your music. Please never erase these, i need this only glimpse of peace.
Reading comments while listening to this is like travelling through somebody else's memories, that's is a feeling I never felt before. Dude, amazing!
The second song moved me, it gave me a feeling of melancholy, of sadness but also of calm. your music is the best
finally, i found a place. finally, i found that i am not alone, to feel this strange feeling. i was born in 2009, but everytime i met something in that time, i always get nostalgia. how ? i was just born...i tried telling someone, but they just made fun of me, thinking that i needed attentions so bad. i love this world, but in 2009. how to go back in time ?
There's something so satisfying seeing that you have 777k subscribers and this video has 70k likes right now.
i just found this, and i'm at a loss for words. i love this so much.
oh this entire thing is incredibly lovely. you did such a wonderful job with this one!
Omg that picture is HELLA cool !! Thanks for another awesome playlist ;)))
I just want to say how amazing this is. You’re very talented. This is so beautiful.
this is such a melancholy feeling. your not sad your not happy your just in the middle, the middle of nowhere with nowhere to go. they remember you too. they miss you. come back please.
Ah, yes, that shearing, bittersweet taste of the good old days we don't have.
Props to you for making these, by the way. It's some really good immersion right here. Reminds me of many various things, but still unique in its own way, very neat
i've known many faces through the years. Some familiar, some cold or distant, some exuberant and glowing with glee, some mellow and sad- But only a few of them real.
hundreds of people, friends and enemies, have been with me as i grew up.
As a child they consisted of wizards and wonders, magical creatures to carry me away from this world and its ceaseless boredom.
As a pre-teen they consisted of criminals and violence, i imagined people hurt so i felt less alone, imagined the toughest people possible breaking so my pain felt justified.
As a teenager they consisted of friends and loving embraces, there was still hurt and violence, but there was always comfort to be found afterward. I made new kind faces to accompany the sad ones, comforting them- and in a way that helped me. Though i suppose that shouldn't surprise me, as they are but extensions of myself.
As an adult... well i don't know- I haven't come that far in my story yet.
i'd sit in my room for hours, listening to music or simply sitting in silence. i'd act out the scenes and the stories, i'd cry for them, laugh for them, joke for them. I did all they couldn't because i owed them didn't i? they were my friends. My closest ones.
Sometimes i wasn't myself, sometimes i was simply acting as a character i created. Sometimes the brave face people met in confrontations wasn't mine, it was the character i created to be brave for me.
When i was scared, i'd ask the brave face, "what would you do?", and it would answer.
the brave face always had answers, as did the wise face- and the nice face.
deep down i do know i am just asking myself, and it is me that is answering. But it makes it easier to imagine them as other people. For i am a coward- i am not brave or wise or nice at all. But they are, and with their guidance i am.
they have always been with me.
We have lived through thousands of lifetimes together, and they know me better than i know myself. I wish i could catch each of them in writing or art, document their words and teachings and make them alive to history- but they are ever-changing. their teachings change and they have no appearance.
I wish i could tell our stories through books, but i don't know how the stories go. They are as ever-changing as the people in them.
And when i think so fondly about them, i am simply recalling memories that never existed.
this felt like something straight outta a movie
Hey nobody. Just wanted to express how lucky I am to have found this channel. I listen to it very often because it calms me down a lot and not one of your videos has disappointed me so far which is impressive. You are not a nobody to me!
i want to walk in my memories, I want to see my past self having fun, when I die I hope I just want to wander endlessly in a field of forgotten memories
motion camera's are everywhere now.
i am obessed with this playlist. seriously. its so comforting.
This playlist along with the “I Feel Like I’ve Been Here” playlist really tapped into some unresolved painful memories. It helps me be one step closer in being mentally well.
Recalling memories where everything was fine... This music reminds me, when my grandma was alive and when I had a carefree childhood. She comforted me when I was sad.
Unfortunately my grandma died because of cancer for a few years ago. Miss you so much ❤
You made all the songs? How are you so talented?
This channel is one of my favourite comfort zone , thank you nobody, thank you very much❤...
The image that starts at 5:16 is just so hauntingly familiar. The feeling of the cold, cutting through you like a needle into the skin, the shadows of the trees constantly undulating, the chilling howl of the wolf, as it eyes you from afar. And you see it, the glimmering hope of civilization, a break in the clouds and a bright city bathing in the glow of the sullen moon. But it's so far, and as you walk, your eyes frozen over with frost and blood, your legs cramping in your shoes, your fingers grasping out for that valley, for home, the lights grow dim. The wind grows colder. The ice weighs you down and drags you into the snow. You tumble and fall for what feels like forever. Cold snow pouring over you, suffocating you. You're drowning, and there is no surface. The white glow of salvation fades, and the trees bend inwards to the sky above. Your eyes try desperately to expel a single tear. Soon you'll be there. Soon you'll see her again. Soon you'll see them again. Only if you sleep a little while, you'll make it there tomorrow. . . And slowly, even in your mind, the valley fades, the lights grow dim and go out like candles. Until only one remains. One that seems to beckon you. It's warm, and glows with a soothing orange flame.
And as you slip out of your body, your mind sinking deep into the void of sleep, you hear a faint echo, which seems like your mother's voice, from a long forgotten dream: "Open your eyes my child, and come join the light."
Well that went from 0-100 real quick
Wow
I met a boy once in a dream, five years ago. I can still remember it so clearly. It was the only one that felt real and I didnt want it to end. The world was ruined, like a bomb had dropped on top of it. He gave me a kid he saved and then said he himself was not worth saving. I watched him die, this boy without a name. I turned back time to grab him, and bring him to safety. He asked why I saved him, and I replied that because of him that child could go back to their parents. That he did awesome, and yet he didnt believe me.
I hugged him, clung to the back of his shirt until my fingertips stung. And he hugged back like he had never been hugged before, tightening his hold around me as we both cried. I could feel his warmth and his hair and I begged for it not to be a dream.
In the end everything was alright. He was smiling and laughing. I told him I was going to take a nap and fell asleep watching him talk to his mother outside the door. I fell asleep content, feeling safe. And then I woke up.
I've been getting memories that haven't happened ever since. One time it was raining outside my college dorm room that I've never been in, and he's outside my window, smiling brightly and shouting "I love you!" Over and over. And I smile back and promise myself to join him after Im done with my paper.
We were on a hike another time. When we reached the top the sun was just setting, and he shot up his hands in victory. "WOOOO!!" he shouted out, laughing again. I think I had my arm around him, looking up and wanting to paint how his hair looked golden just then.
He played me a song on the guitar once, over a video call one night. I remember rocking back and forth to that song and beaming cause I knew every lovely word was meant for me.
There are memories of him finding me crying and comforts me, helping me through the bad times. There are memories of me doing the same for him. We trusted each other, some lifetime ago. I dont know who he is or if we will ever meet again, but for now I mourn the boy I remember yet have never met.
Now that i realize I am so lucky being alive this this beautiful world
I will never think of killing my self again
Even tho were strangers, please.. don't even think of the unthinkable okay? Don't you EVER think about it okay...?
You still have a lot to do in ur life so please don't do it :,(
being in the present and getting fit to allow change, opens you up to a whole different world you wish to have explored before. Recalling memories made from year long daydreaming really made me rigid in my life. Do not stop in your path to see what new memories you can experience, maybe you wouldnt need to listen to this playlist then, even though i cant deny its a good playlist
My biggest problem is this.... Being in the present. While living in the future has helped me with a few things, it fucks up my mental health at the same time.
This person UNDERSTANDS music