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With all this news about the struggles people are facing with this virus, I've noticed one thing. I wake up, I study, I eat, I sleep I'm suffering from a lack of struggle, everything that gave my life meaning had been ripped away, taken. I face no adversity and advance no farther.
ngl that made me stop and sit back and think for a solid hour. had to come back and reply to you. whatever you said, it just makes a lot of sense. life really is meaningful when we struggle and push against the grain to do better. the perfect utopia is probably the worst thing that could ever happen to us.
@@kaiji8200 I've been struggling with that as well. I've found that it helps to make a list of all the things that matter to me, a list of all the things I want to struggle for.
I know this sounds cheesy but I've struggled with this same phenomenon. Just remember suffering is what gives life meaing "the comfort zone is where dreams go to die" its as Dostoevsky wrote and Nietzsche said "he who has a why can bear anyhow" so I implore you “find the largest burden that you can bear and bear it.” for that is (one of) the meaning(s) of life and fulfillment is so much better than happiness.
@@necrostarz2514 yeah.. making a to-do list for the day really helps. Besides solving mock tests & morning exercise also give me a boost. I'm still trying to find new ways to improve more in this regard. Advices, tips or tricks are welcomed.
hi reader who feels my words. how are you? will you say just 'fine' as always? let's talk about facts. i know. you are not okay, are you? you are struggling with some problems being love, family, work or anything that makes you feel awful. or you are just feeling too bad without any reason. look. you were not alone, you are not alone. you are powerful and you will fix them soon. i trust you and i'm with you. just i want you not to forget your power. you are more powerful than you think. be aware of this, please. you have amazing power in your brain. yes, toxics cannot see it and they just talk toxic as themselves. never listen to them. they know what they are and tryin' to affect you with this unnecessary thing. do not allow them to do it. you need to explore yourself. you are freaking awesome, dear stranger. be aware of yourself.
Just imagine..., yourself, standing on top of the mountain, feeling a slight chill from the wind yet pleasant warmth from the sun, above the misty mountain tops just at the horizon. Your mind empty, your body tired but light and relaxed, you breathe in the fresh cleansing air and breathe out whilst relieving your mind, body and soul of every negative heavy lingering thing that's been bothering you daily. It all seems so pointless all of a sudden. You wonder why you have stressed yourself so much over such meaningless things. You look up to the sky and feel thankful. You smile, look at the beautiful nature and quietly, without much though, say to yourself,... life Is beautiful . With wet eyes, smile on your face, lifted soul and cleared out mind, you decide, from now on, that you will live your life how it should be lived. With a warm heart, gentle soul, positive spirit and a calm approach, not stressing about negative things, not getting mad at people fighting you, not judging yourself any more nor letting other dictate what is right and wrong,.. because You Are Human. You are one soul, and, if anything, you have the right to live this life nicely, the way you see fit, calmly, trying to be better bit by bit, seeing beauty in all, enjoying all the thing it provides, big and small,.. this road we shall take, nice and slow. Go through good and bad. Stay a shining light, a sun in between clouds, happily making our journey more pleasant moment by moment. So, once our test is over, we may be granted eternal bliss we set out to prove worthy of and feel happy with our loved ones forever.
The Universal Library -It came to me in a dream. The Universal truth.- -As if time lost all meaning, and life itself was fleeting- -I looked around whilst scheming, hoping against hope- -The most Ancient Dream- -The Universe materialized- -Within the halls of this Library- -Reality decides itself- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I lived a life as normal as can be. I suffered, I lied, and eventually I died. That was putting it as simply as possible really. I died. I was dead. Or well, at least that is what we refer to the loss of the human body as. But the soul never dies. The memories are never gone. The emotions are never truly lost. The life that was lived fades not into dust but instead into the form of a book. A book in this infinite library that makes up the Universe. You can read everything about anything or anyone within this place. You can even rewrite the books if you wanted to. Any of them. These books are stories. These books are truth itself. These books are reality. These books are laws. I had the fortune, if you can call it that, to be awoken as a wanderer of the most Ancient Dream. This is not such a simple place though. And it doesn’t just choose anyone. It picks people that it finds interesting and lets us wander the library. For fun maybe. The library seems to have a conscious mind. Mostly though, I just read the stories rather than change them. No matter how tragic a story it seems unfair to change what has already happened. Or at least that’s how I felt until I saw a story that was millions of years in the future, ahead of when I died. I realized then that this is a place unaffected by time. Perhaps this was before the Universe existed. Perhaps this Library is God. Perhaps us librarians are shaping the Universe that has yet to have been truly born. Perhaps...or maybe not. There seems to be millions of librarians and yet you almost never see them. Maybe once every thousand years or so. And when you do encounter each other there is a sense of fear. “How long have they been here?” It seems to attack your mind and you drift away from each other. I can’t really tell how long I have been here though. After a long time you seem to forget you are, or were, a human. Your sense of self fades and you lose your purpose. It happens more and more often nowadays. I sometimes blink and find that years have passed whilst I was doing nothing. Even with all these stories one gets bored eventually. It took me around three thousand years to figure out that I could summon the books with my mind. I don’t fully understand it but it seems like some part of me is fully aware of this infinite library and the infinite stories contained within it. One thing I found is that stories are not independent existences. If a story exists a similar story with a slight variation certainly exists as well. And stories are built off each other. As if all stories stem from one single story, one single book. Millions upon billions of stories with parallel universes and intergalactic warfare and everything you can imagine. Fiction or nonfiction? There is no difference within the Universal Library as all is possible and all has been done. Eventually though I found something special. I was simply thinking about how all stories must come from one single stem story. Thinking that this library itself must have been created from a story when it appeared. A worn down book. It appeared in my hands as if I summoned it from somewhere within the Universal Library. I knew then that I was right. That I held within my hands the key to infinity itself. The story of stories. The truth of truths. I held the everything that made the nothing that made the everything. I had been here for around thirteen billion years. Reading, editing, and wandering. Never once had I spoken to another wanderer of the library. Never once had I truly understood why I was here. Until now. And as I opened that book I was anxious. Would it hold the key to all the unanswered questions? Would it explain time? Would it explain reality? Life? God? And there it was. The answer to everything. And yet it was nothing. There were simply two words and a place for an answer to be imputed. The words were. “Reality is…”. And that was that. That was the first book. The first story. The variable that caused everything. And in that moment my human life flashed before my eyes. My first love. My hopes. My friends. My worries. The innumerable questions that I thought of day in and day out. And then my final day lying in a hospital bed, alone. Still thinking. Still wandering. I never got a single answer to any of my questions. I wasted my life. But now. After all this time I could create the answer and whatever I wrote would be the truth. And a million ideas flowed through my head. I would end suffering. I would destroy this damned library. I would become God. I would freeze time. I would...this...I would...that. But after around 10 minutes I had already come to a conclusion. I would do none of that. For the answer was already there. So obviously so. It was two words. Two simple words. That explained the reason I was here as a wanderer and the dead were contained within their stories. It was because they knew. They knew that there was no absolute answer. No absolute truth. They knew that, and lived without worrying about all of that nonsense. They freed themselves from this suffering because they were capable of such a simple thought. It was hilarious really. I, and all these wanderers were the overthinkers of reality. Not wanderers, but instead, wanderers. Not journeying the Library but instead the countless stories. Lost, in a maze of thoughts and ideas searching for a complicated truth. When really it was as simple as two words. I closed the book. And it vanished. I smiled for some reason. And then I saw it. My own book. A book I had been unable to summon. To read. A tale of wasted life. Where I worried rather than lived. And I rewrote that story. Did I rewrite the whole thing? No. I rewrote a single sentence. The first time I asked what the point was. What reality was. I said, to my own mind, reality is...everything and nothing. So worry not about such a thing. Instead live your life. And so, even though I rewrote only a single sentence. My entire story changed. And I felt myself being absorbed into that book. My soul was finally allowed to rest. And I felt then a million eyes looking at me. I didn’t know who they were, but I felt that they too had held the root book within their hands. And that they too had found what they were looking for. And then I fell asleep. An eternal rest. An acceptable end if you will. And somewhere within the infinite library a new librarian was born. He laughed and ran and laughed some more. He has died and yet he was here. He was chosen. He grabbed a book and skimmed through it. It was a boring tale. All too common. Overly happy. There was only a single point where it seemed like it would be interesting. The character had started to think deeply about reality much like the boy who was reading. But he found an answer within seconds. And the boy felt strange. How can he find peace with such a thing? So quickly? When I had worried about that stuff for my entire life? He felt strange. But a little happy as well. And he put the book back. And then he wandered. He read. And read some more. Until he too found the answer 8 billion years later. And so the cycle continued. And odd existence this library was. A place that let all find peace in the end. And maybe one day someone would be selfish and write what they believe to be the ideal reality within that book. And maybe someday the Universe would halt along with the Universal Library being destroyed. And maybe someday this or that.. After all… reality is… -And it came to me in a dream- -A place oh so serene- -The halls so full of stories- -It seems to seize all worries- -The most Ancient Dream- -The Graveyard of Eternity- -The Universal Library- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- And if ever there came a time When man forgets death and lives a free life Reality will be as it was meant to be As the Library meant it to be -ShiroKai(Me)
@@lonearachnid6591 I wanted to write a short story of sorts. And so I did, I wrote it in google doc and copy pasted it here that's why it is a little odd. It was rushed on purpose. So as to not force myself into a situation where I cannot progress or finish. I ended up writing 4 others parts though. Each around the same length. I suppose I was trying to have a truer end of sorts. I shall pay the names of the other parts here. They are too long to copy paste in a YT comment. The Universal Library(1) The Graveyard of Stories (2) The most Ancient Dream(3) The Vault of Judgment (4) Infinite Stories for Eternity (5) The truth is that the location is actually taken from a story I have dreamed about every night. A story too long to ever fully write so do believe. But at the very least I wanted to try to write a story about the Universal Library. And if ever there came a time When man forgets death and lives a free life Reality will be as it was meant to be As the library meant it to be And if ever there came a time When man forsakes Truth and embarks on a fruitless journey Reality will be kind to them As the Graveyard isn't the point of no return And if ever there came a time When man reached the second door Eternity awaits them, but not eternity without salvation As the most Ancient Dream holds the truth of truths And if ever there came a time When man finds the arbiter of the Library The library's days shall be numbered For the Vault holds the key to Change And if ever there came time when the library contains the infinite truth - rather than a false truth Time will regain the meaning it lost And stories shall never be forgotten And if ever there came a time When time ceases to exist The memories will be forgotten The stories will be lost And yet *All would be satisfied* *All would be pleased* "Eternity was not meant to be, nothing was meant to be." Each if those is from a section of the story I suppose. The base story is a story of Gods and wars and infinite time and suffering. To put it simply at least.
it's really weird if you think about that whole situation. just feels so bizzare, i can sense the new kind of loneliness. that's mad. and thank you for sharing music with us. i can assure you that it can really help someone someday. it's a good kind of escape
Thanks bro!!! You always have the magic to cheer me up!!! God be with you and your loved ones!!! #KeepStrong bros and sis from every country, hugs from Mexico
this would be fantastic soundtrack for some 2050 movie, when everything is burned out, polution level is so high that people had to live underground and stuff....basically - I see the title: 2050 - The End of the World, that we used to know
I usually study to the post rock mix playlist. I zoned back in after a hour to the whispery part of The Evpatoria Report, and my that was scary. Very atmospheric. Good job :)
The Modern Era is nearing the end, the world is changing rapidly. We are about to enter a new Era. Soon the Holocene period will end, and we will be moving off the planet. Onwards into the unknown, for it shall be our fate if we don't
This music brings out the drama, doesn't it? We aren't leaving shit. Tomorrow, the world's still going to be just as terrible and wonderful as yesterday. It'll just have different stuff in it. Edit: Wow, I was a bit of an asshole in this comment, wasn't I? Sorry about that.
A. Morphous, Exactly right! And it will be that way a LONG time after all of us are gone. And as individuals we would be wise to fix and or tolerate the bad and enjoy the beauty.
This playlist is WOW!!!! Worldhaspostrock - you know how to begin the playlist!! Hats Off!! Add in more such type .... Assists in going through the quarantine and work through... :) :)
Hey, first of all, I want to thank you for all the work you put in for this channel and I wish you only good things. Secondly, I would like to suggest you to try to gather songs from other fields of post-rock, I don't know if I will understand myself very well, English is not my native language and I don't have a very developed musical vocabulary, but I mean that most of the songs on the channel are "pure post-rock," if I could say so, and I say you could try, if you'd like, to make a playlist of songs from the beginnings of post-rock, when it wasn't a stand-alone genre, or post-rock with hardcore and post-hardcore influences, with vocals, not just based on atmosphere ... Peace
I really like this idea, though I also really love the "atmospheric" nature of post-rock genre. Without vocal, the interpretation of the song is almost entirely up to us, and that's what I like about it. But I agree that it'd be nice to explore something the other person said for a fresh wind once in awhile. P.S. I think a hardcore post-rock would be a really nice compilation of angry/desperate atmosphere
@@jasmine_mmtz thanks for the support :) I understand what you mean about the interpretation of the song, but I have always had a pleasure for music with vocals from the simple fact that I consider the human voice the best instrument, that's why I appreciate that such creations use cryptic , hermetic, obscure lyrics , to be somewhat connected on the instrumental side but more to complement each other than to overlap. As for the idea of hardcore, both this and the one about vocals were transmitted to me by Spiderland, the album that changed my life. That's why I made this proposal, because I noticed that among the founders of post-rock, Slint tended to be inspired by hardcore and post-hardcore, while other bands were rather detached from synth-pop, art and progressive-rock, new wave, u know. And my proposal is based more on the classic definition of post-rock as "rock characterized by a focus on exploring textures and timbre over traditional rock song structures, chords, or riffs"(Wikipedia). I'm attracted to the idea of the atmosphere, of course, but I'm more attracted to the idea of the avant-garde and and to express the inexpressible :)
Today being today, that name sounds accurate, the musics too Probably my first and last comment on UA-cam : In the name of a lot of people, thank you for your time
Listened to this while mowing my grass. Its so fucking weird doing something so normal when you cant ever say for sure that a nuclear bomb wont drop right on top of your head with how crazy the world has been getting
now i want the same, driving in the rain as the world outside is sleeping well for the first time since months. you can see the blurry image of the road, trees and lonely houses,that you're passing. you can tell that it's cold outside, but still pleasant and that the sky is full of stars looking at you from between rain clouds. and then you smile. you smile because you can, and just like the world, you can feel like everything is finally alright.
@@czarnaowca6834 i think like you bro... i couldnt see the people who is important for me... i miss them and i miss to go far away from here.. i miss to live. .
@@sonprimat3204 i'm really sorry bro. we can just hope that it will be alright. i feel the same, just this loneliness clunging to me. it's terrible, i really want to just get up, go and never stop walking. meet up with those who are important to me. i just... miss everything
@@sonprimat3204 didn't see your comment, bro. i feel kinda better, considering the fact that i met with my friends a few days back as my country starts reopening. hope that you're doing alright!
tomorrow is election day in the US. The tension is high and everyone is getting prepared for the worst. The future of this country depends on the outcome of this election. No matter what the future holds, I hope everyone will come together and fight for justice and liberty for all.
@@YELLERHEAD yes. All throughout time itself nothing has ever been certain you see. We maybe think that nothing is certain cuz stuff is going badly now but think back to the cavemen who knew nothing. Think back to the Universe in it's infancy where it knew nothing. Nothing knows anything really. And so just cause you think that now is the most uncertain, it doesn't make it even remotely true.
I can remember the days. Me and the boys chilling, hunting mammoths killing each other for our precious gods. Surviving just to eat, eating just to survive. And no problems at all
listening the day before the us election. i’m hopeful but hesitant to accept that hope all the same. it’s a time i’m grateful to be apart of but wish it could pass quickly and without haste. if you’re reading this i hope you’re safe and breathing. i’m thinking of you always🤍
Kinda sad to see that some of these comments are refering to the pandemic. We could be lucky about the fact that humanity got through this but now we have a war in Europe, not too far from where I live and another war just a little further ahead.
I'm quite uncertain what we can do to move forward in these uncertain times. It feels as though time has virtually stopped. Everything happening so fast, faster than we want it to, and faster than we want to comprehend it. In these uncertain times many of us look to the virtual world as a means for escape more now than ever. Reality is not something we wish to face anymore. Through virtual means we all feel equal, making the challenges presented there feel achievable by anyone who wants to. Its just as hard as reality, but seemingly, virtually more rewarding.
Old Nuuk, Greenland. I found it using tineye, all you gotta do it take a screen cap of the image and throw it in there, it should come up with something useful.
#Worldhaspostrock guys please take notice, i have tried contacting you on email. I know this might look pushy but I really like your channel and i think it will fit your playlist. The track i sent. He had no complaints in life. And life is fucking unfair, took him away. I want him to be heard through his music. I don't know another way to get in touch with you guys. I'm really looking forward to hearing from you. You post such brilliant stuff and I love your channel.
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Tracklist:
1. The Evpatoria Report - Eighteen Robins Road 00:00
the-evpatoria-report.bandcamp.com
2. Mono - Sabbath 16:43
monoofjapan.bandcamp.com/track/sabbath
3. the abyss inside us - whale song 21:25
abyssinsideus.bandcamp.com/track/whale-song-single
4. Manchuria - Where I'm Going 27:56
manchuriatheband.bandcamp.com/releases
5. Jakob - Malachite 34:18
jakob.bandcamp.com/album/solace-remastered
6. Ghost In The Wild - Spring: Sweet Return 40:37
ghostinthewild.bandcamp.com/album/seasons
7. i am no hero - Stars 45:48
iamnohero.bandcamp.com/album/nights-of-wonder
8. Sullen Brothr - Eff-Fifteen 52:50
sullenbrothr.bandcamp.com/releases
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Just my thought, but it would be nice to have like a indication from which country this bands are from
Your releases are great
I'm optimistic that one day we will hear the "Listening to post-rock after quarantine ends" playlist
Probably same picture only with summer :D
I'd rather this picture..
@Saint James *ah yes, the Downer, such a fun guy*
@@alvaroskito6548 ah yes, the down-
your comment made me slightly happy
My beautiful hometown Nuuk. In about two months the snow will begin to fall, and the city will look more or less like the picture.
Considering the current situation, the next mixtape might be "The World As We Know Is Gone Forever"
“...and it’s reborn anew!”
Satan loves those with no faith
With all this news about the struggles people are facing with this virus, I've noticed one thing.
I wake up, I study, I eat, I sleep
I'm suffering from a lack of struggle, everything that gave my life meaning had been ripped away, taken. I face no adversity and advance no farther.
ngl that made me stop and sit back and think for a solid hour. had to come back and reply to you. whatever you said, it just makes a lot of sense. life really is meaningful when we struggle and push against the grain to do better. the perfect utopia is probably the worst thing that could ever happen to us.
Do you have any solution for that? Cuz im sufferinng too..
@@kaiji8200 I've been struggling with that as well. I've found that it helps to make a list of all the things that matter to me, a list of all the things I want to struggle for.
I know this sounds cheesy but I've struggled with this same phenomenon. Just remember suffering is what gives life meaing "the comfort zone is where dreams go to die" its as Dostoevsky wrote and Nietzsche said "he who has a why can bear anyhow" so I implore you “find the largest burden that you can bear and bear it.” for that is (one of) the meaning(s) of life and fulfillment is so much better than happiness.
@@necrostarz2514 yeah.. making a to-do list for the day really helps. Besides solving mock tests & morning exercise also give me a boost.
I'm still trying to find new ways to improve more in this regard. Advices, tips or tricks are welcomed.
hi reader who feels my words.
how are you? will you say just 'fine' as always? let's talk about facts.
i know.
you are not okay, are you?
you are struggling with some problems being love, family, work or anything that makes you feel awful.
or you are just feeling too bad without any reason.
look.
you were not alone, you are not alone. you are powerful and you will fix them soon. i trust you and i'm with you. just i want you not to forget your power. you are more powerful than you think.
be aware of this, please.
you have amazing power in your brain. yes, toxics cannot see it and they just talk toxic as themselves.
never listen to them.
they know what they are and tryin' to affect you with this unnecessary thing.
do not allow them to do it.
you need to explore yourself.
you are freaking awesome, dear stranger.
be aware of yourself.
needed this-
Thanks, but this time around I'm actually doing fine.
@@Nif3 i'm happy to hear that :)
thank you a lot, and i mean a lot
@Ni_cat That is most certainly a lie, youtube is not the best place
Just imagine..., yourself, standing on top of the mountain, feeling a slight chill from the wind yet pleasant warmth from the sun, above the misty mountain tops just at the horizon. Your mind empty, your body tired but light and relaxed, you breathe in the fresh cleansing air and breathe out whilst relieving your mind, body and soul of every negative heavy lingering thing that's been bothering you daily. It all seems so pointless all of a sudden. You wonder why you have stressed yourself so much over such meaningless things. You look up to the sky and feel thankful. You smile, look at the beautiful nature and quietly, without much though, say to yourself,... life Is beautiful . With wet eyes, smile on your face, lifted soul and cleared out mind, you decide, from now on, that you will live your life how it should be lived. With a warm heart, gentle soul, positive spirit and a calm approach, not stressing about negative things, not getting mad at people fighting you, not judging yourself any more nor letting other dictate what is right and wrong,.. because You Are Human. You are one soul, and, if anything, you have the right to live this life nicely, the way you see fit, calmly, trying to be better bit by bit, seeing beauty in all, enjoying all the thing it provides, big and small,.. this road we shall take, nice and slow. Go through good and bad. Stay a shining light, a sun in between clouds, happily making our journey more pleasant moment by moment. So, once our test is over, we may be granted eternal bliss we set out to prove worthy of and feel happy with our loved ones forever.
it's so beautiful how a world dies. you'd think it's the ending but it's actually the beginning.
dang it, I part of me disagrees with you, and other part of me agrees
@@aquenwisey I thought exactly the same! I agree but disagree at the same time.
Perfect music for my mood. A little sombre, but somewhat hopeful
With riots going on all around the country and everything else that's happened this year alone, this was well needed my friend
It truly feels like the country is falling apart like Rome
@@ethanmcfarland8240 I would compare it more to the beginning of the transition from the roman republic to the roman empire.
Man, it was only beginning
The progression of the first track made me feel insanely hype and calm at the same time
if the earth could play music, i believe it would sound like this
that’s a really interesting analogy
@@Bitzy thanks!
If life was a video game this would be the ambient music
Top comment. Bless you.
i think black metal sounds more nature like
Entrance with Evpatoria Report... Well you know how to start a good thing
The Universal Library
-It came to me in a dream. The Universal truth.-
-As if time lost all meaning, and life itself was fleeting-
-I looked around whilst scheming, hoping against hope-
-The most Ancient Dream-
-The Universe materialized-
-Within the halls of this Library-
-Reality decides itself-
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I lived a life as normal as can be. I suffered, I lied, and eventually I died. That was putting it as simply as possible really. I died. I was dead. Or well, at least that is what we refer to the loss of the human body as. But the soul never dies. The memories are never gone. The emotions are never truly lost. The life that was lived fades not into dust but instead into the form of a book. A book in this infinite library that makes up the Universe. You can read everything about anything or anyone within this place. You can even rewrite the books if you wanted to. Any of them. These books are stories. These books are truth itself. These books are reality. These books are laws. I had the fortune, if you can call it that, to be awoken as a wanderer of the most Ancient Dream. This is not such a simple place though. And it doesn’t just choose anyone. It picks people that it finds interesting and lets us wander the library. For fun maybe. The library seems to have a conscious mind. Mostly though, I just read the stories rather than change them. No matter how tragic a story it seems unfair to change what has already happened. Or at least that’s how I felt until I saw a story that was millions of years in the future, ahead of when I died. I realized then that this is a place unaffected by time. Perhaps this was before the Universe existed. Perhaps this Library is God. Perhaps us librarians are shaping the Universe that has yet to have been truly born. Perhaps...or maybe not. There seems to be millions of librarians and yet you almost never see them. Maybe once every thousand years or so. And when you do encounter each other there is a sense of fear. “How long have they been here?” It seems to attack your mind and you drift away from each other. I can’t really tell how long I have been here though. After a long time you seem to forget you are, or were, a human. Your sense of self fades and you lose your purpose. It happens more and more often nowadays. I sometimes blink and find that years have passed whilst I was doing nothing. Even with all these stories one gets bored eventually. It took me around three thousand years to figure out that I could summon the books with my mind. I don’t fully understand it but it seems like some part of me is fully aware of this infinite library and the infinite stories contained within it. One thing I found is that stories are not independent existences. If a story exists a similar story with a slight variation certainly exists as well. And stories are built off each other. As if all stories stem from one single story, one single book. Millions upon billions of stories with parallel universes and intergalactic warfare and everything you can imagine. Fiction or nonfiction? There is no difference within the Universal Library as all is possible and all has been done. Eventually though I found something special. I was simply thinking about how all stories must come from one single stem story. Thinking that this library itself must have been created from a story when it appeared. A worn down book. It appeared in my hands as if I summoned it from somewhere within the Universal Library. I knew then that I was right. That I held within my hands the key to infinity itself. The story of stories. The truth of truths. I held the everything that made the nothing that made the everything. I had been here for around thirteen billion years. Reading, editing, and wandering. Never once had I spoken to another wanderer of the library. Never once had I truly understood why I was here. Until now. And as I opened that book I was anxious. Would it hold the key to all the unanswered questions? Would it explain time? Would it explain reality? Life? God? And there it was. The answer to everything. And yet it was nothing. There were simply two words and a place for an answer to be imputed. The words were. “Reality is…”. And that was that. That was the first book. The first story. The variable that caused everything. And in that moment my human life flashed before my eyes. My first love. My hopes. My friends. My worries. The innumerable questions that I thought of day in and day out. And then my final day lying in a hospital bed, alone. Still thinking. Still wandering. I never got a single answer to any of my questions. I wasted my life. But now. After all this time I could create the answer and whatever I wrote would be the truth. And a million ideas flowed through my head. I would end suffering. I would destroy this damned library. I would become God. I would freeze time. I would...this...I would...that. But after around 10 minutes I had already come to a conclusion. I would do none of that. For the answer was already there. So obviously so. It was two words. Two simple words. That explained the reason I was here as a wanderer and the dead were contained within their stories. It was because they knew. They knew that there was no absolute answer. No absolute truth. They knew that, and lived without worrying about all of that nonsense. They freed themselves from this suffering because they were capable of such a simple thought. It was hilarious really. I, and all these wanderers were the overthinkers of reality. Not wanderers, but instead, wanderers. Not journeying the Library but instead the countless stories. Lost, in a maze of thoughts and ideas searching for a complicated truth. When really it was as simple as two words. I closed the book. And it vanished. I smiled for some reason. And then I saw it. My own book. A book I had been unable to summon. To read. A tale of wasted life. Where I worried rather than lived. And I rewrote that story. Did I rewrite the whole thing? No. I rewrote a single sentence. The first time I asked what the point was. What reality was. I said, to my own mind, reality is...everything and nothing. So worry not about such a thing. Instead live your life.
And so, even though I rewrote only a single sentence. My entire story changed. And I felt myself being absorbed into that book. My soul was finally allowed to rest. And I felt then a million eyes looking at me. I didn’t know who they were, but I felt that they too had held the root book within their hands. And that they too had found what they were looking for. And then I fell asleep. An eternal rest. An acceptable end if you will.
And somewhere within the infinite library a new librarian was born. He laughed and ran and laughed some more. He has died and yet he was here. He was chosen. He grabbed a book and skimmed through it. It was a boring tale. All too common. Overly happy. There was only a single point where it seemed like it would be interesting. The character had started to think deeply about reality much like the boy who was reading. But he found an answer within seconds. And the boy felt strange. How can he find peace with such a thing? So quickly? When I had worried about that stuff for my entire life? He felt strange. But a little happy as well. And he put the book back. And then he wandered. He read. And read some more. Until he too found the answer 8 billion years later.
And so the cycle continued. And odd existence this library was. A place that let all find peace in the end. And maybe one day someone would be selfish and write what they believe to be the ideal reality within that book. And maybe someday the Universe would halt along with the Universal Library being destroyed. And maybe someday this or that.. After all… reality is…
-And it came to me in a dream-
-A place oh so serene-
-The halls so full of stories-
-It seems to seize all worries-
-The most Ancient Dream-
-The Graveyard of Eternity-
-The Universal Library-
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And if ever there came a time
When man forgets death and lives a free life
Reality will be as it was meant to be
As the Library meant it to be
-ShiroKai(Me)
This...is beautiful...
You could publish it online somewhere where it would be noticed more
@@lonearachnid6591 I wanted to write a short story of sorts. And so I did, I wrote it in google doc and copy pasted it here that's why it is a little odd. It was rushed on purpose. So as to not force myself into a situation where I cannot progress or finish. I ended up writing 4 others parts though. Each around the same length. I suppose I was trying to have a truer end of sorts.
I shall pay the names of the other parts here. They are too long to copy paste in a YT comment.
The Universal Library(1)
The Graveyard of Stories (2)
The most Ancient Dream(3)
The Vault of Judgment (4)
Infinite Stories for Eternity (5)
The truth is that the location is actually taken from a story I have dreamed about every night. A story too long to ever fully write so do believe. But at the very least I wanted to try to write a story about the Universal Library.
And if ever there came a time
When man forgets death and lives a free life
Reality will be as it was meant to be
As the library meant it to be
And if ever there came a time
When man forsakes Truth and embarks on a fruitless journey
Reality will be kind to them
As the Graveyard isn't the point of no return
And if ever there came a time
When man reached the second door
Eternity awaits them, but not eternity without salvation
As the most Ancient Dream holds the truth of truths
And if ever there came a time
When man finds the arbiter of the Library
The library's days shall be numbered
For the Vault holds the key to Change
And if ever there came time when the library contains the infinite truth - rather than a false truth
Time will regain the meaning it lost
And stories shall never be forgotten
And if ever there came a time
When time ceases to exist
The memories will be forgotten
The stories will be lost
And yet
*All would be satisfied*
*All would be pleased*
"Eternity was not meant to be, nothing was meant to be."
Each if those is from a section of the story I suppose. The base story is a story of Gods and wars and infinite time and suffering. To put it simply at least.
You somehow captured something entirely indescribable. Incredible. Where can I find the other stories?
@@wistfuloptimist1238 Well they are hidden away within my google docs
Crimson Fate I see. Well, if you ever decide to make them public one day, I would love to read them!
Here are the lyrics:
thank you, couldn't figure them out in some parts
Thanks dude. The last part of the lyrics hits different
it's really weird if you think about that whole situation. just feels so bizzare, i can sense the new kind of loneliness. that's mad.
and thank you for sharing music with us. i can assure you that it can really help someone someday. it's a good kind of escape
08:00 best moment ever
All gonna be alright dear buddies...
Quando olho em volto e vejo onde estou, posso ter a certeza de que o melhor ainda está por vir :-)
Thanks bro!!! You always have the magic to cheer me up!!! God be with you and your loved ones!!! #KeepStrong bros and sis from every country, hugs from Mexico
Hugs to you from Canada
Thanks Worldhaspostrock. I always discover great songs and bands here
The Evpatoria Report for a start, can only like!
this would be fantastic soundtrack for some 2050 movie, when everything is burned out, polution level is so high that people had to live underground and stuff....basically - I see the title: 2050 - The End of the World, that we used to know
I usually study to the post rock mix playlist. I zoned back in after a hour to the whispery part of The Evpatoria Report, and my that was scary. Very atmospheric. Good job :)
similar to April Rain's 'Exploring yourself with a knife'
Hope we live long enough to enjoy "rejoice the new world listening to post-rock" playlist
The Modern Era is nearing the end, the world is changing rapidly. We are about to enter a new Era. Soon the Holocene period will end, and we will be moving off the planet. Onwards into the unknown, for it shall be our fate if we don't
We won't have neither time nor reason to leave the planet. What we're gonna leave is our past selves, whatever we call 'world' today.
This music brings out the drama, doesn't it? We aren't leaving shit. Tomorrow, the world's still going to be just as terrible and wonderful as yesterday. It'll just have different stuff in it.
Edit: Wow, I was a bit of an asshole in this comment, wasn't I? Sorry about that.
A. Morphous, Exactly right! And it will be that way a LONG time after all of us are gone. And as individuals we would be wise to fix and or tolerate the bad and enjoy the beauty.
@@JoaoNeto-up8zi Uhm.. If we surive the next 150 years we will go to other planets
@@a.morphous66 Yes we are going to leave our planet, and if we have time, maybe move some people to the stars
this feels different when I listen to it in "certain" times :D
Omg! This is so wonderful I can't even believe it. The first song is simply perfection. I need to listen to bands in this mix more often
Ordre de preference: #3,2,1 et 5 Merci Whpr (#3 one of the best postrock song of 2020)
This playlist is WOW!!!! Worldhaspostrock - you know how to begin the playlist!! Hats Off!! Add in more such type ....
Assists in going through the quarantine and work through... :) :)
What an awesome start to this playlist, Eighteen Robins Road!!!!!Epic!!!!!! All the Best! :)
Hey, first of all, I want to thank you for all the work you put in for this channel and I wish you only good things. Secondly, I would like to suggest you to try to gather songs from other fields of post-rock, I don't know if I will understand myself very well, English is not my native language and I don't have a very developed musical vocabulary, but I mean that most of the songs on the channel are "pure post-rock," if I could say so, and I say you could try, if you'd like, to make a playlist of songs from the beginnings of post-rock, when it wasn't a stand-alone genre, or post-rock with hardcore and post-hardcore influences, with vocals, not just based on atmosphere ...
Peace
I really like this idea, though I also really love the "atmospheric" nature of post-rock genre. Without vocal, the interpretation of the song is almost entirely up to us, and that's what I like about it. But I agree that it'd be nice to explore something the other person said for a fresh wind once in awhile.
P.S. I think a hardcore post-rock would be a really nice compilation of angry/desperate atmosphere
@@jasmine_mmtz
thanks for the support :) I understand what you mean about the interpretation of the song, but I have always had a pleasure for music with vocals from the simple fact that I consider the human voice the best instrument, that's why I appreciate that such creations use cryptic , hermetic, obscure lyrics , to be somewhat connected on the instrumental side but more to complement each other than to overlap. As for the idea of hardcore, both this and the one about vocals were transmitted to me by Spiderland, the album that changed my life. That's why I made this proposal, because I noticed that among the founders of post-rock, Slint tended to be inspired by hardcore and post-hardcore, while other bands were rather detached from synth-pop, art and progressive-rock, new wave, u know. And my proposal is based more on the classic definition of post-rock as "rock characterized by a focus on exploring textures and timbre over traditional rock song structures, chords, or riffs"(Wikipedia).
I'm attracted to the idea of the atmosphere, of course, but I'm more attracted to the idea of the avant-garde and
and to express the inexpressible :)
These titles are fucking great. :D They always make me laugh a bit.
Listening to Post-Rock. Don't care a fuck what the situation is about, Post-Rock is always welcome, everytime and everywhere.
I love your channel. The best post rock ever. It is music that accompanies the deepest part of the self.
BTW Sullen Brothr have changed their name to 'Still Mountains' - stillmountains.bandcamp.com/track/eff-fifteen
Love this works, how chilling
When you least expect Caetano veloso starts to speak at 31:02 ??? (Do nada aparece o Caetano Veloso falando em 31:02 ? kkkk )
hahahaha sim, foi muito aleatório, até perdi a concentração aqui
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Many Thanks to WhPR. Accurate and very fine selection.
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Today being today, that name sounds accurate, the musics too
Probably my first and last comment on UA-cam : In the name of a lot of people, thank you for your time
Don t know why but n 6 feels like it came out from a final fantasy... And I love it
Listened to this while mowing my grass. Its so fucking weird doing something so normal when you cant ever say for sure that a nuclear bomb wont drop right on top of your head with how crazy the world has been getting
Thanks, I need it in my life
This is so underrated
Uncertain times indeed
Two years later, still uncertain.
Damn... the abyss inside us made me cry, that one sunk in little too well now
The first song reminds me so much of Diablo 2's soundtrack
that many houses in cold and no chimney smoke?
how they get warm
It seems to be the cry of Earth
this goes *hard*
i want to listen to this after these quarantine days whle i go to travel... i hope its possible.
now i want the same, driving in the rain as the world outside is sleeping well for the first time since months. you can see the blurry image of the road, trees and lonely houses,that you're passing. you can tell that it's cold outside, but still pleasant and that the sky is full of stars looking at you from between rain clouds. and then you smile. you smile because you can, and just like the world, you can feel like everything is finally alright.
@@czarnaowca6834 i think like you bro... i couldnt see the people who is important for me... i miss them and i miss to go far away from here.. i miss to live. .
@@sonprimat3204 i'm really sorry bro. we can just hope that it will be alright. i feel the same, just this loneliness clunging to me. it's terrible, i really want to just get up, go and never stop walking. meet up with those who are important to me. i just... miss everything
@@czarnaowca6834 how are feeling now bro?
@@sonprimat3204 didn't see your comment, bro. i feel kinda better, considering the fact that i met with my friends a few days back as my country starts reopening. hope that you're doing alright!
im a simple man. i see evpatoria report... i like and subscribe without even playing the song.
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Formidable Post Rock
Awesome playlist. Especially the first song gave me euphoria
So Good
Yay! Nuuk
Any list that starts out with Evpatoria Report is a list worth listening to.
People who love post rock special and deep.
This is like lofi post rock
That's where I live!
It ain't worth much, but I'm sharing to you all some positive vibes.
We are going to figure this out.
you earn a subscriber. thank you for giving me an accompany...
holy shit its finished
the album is finished
how did I get here?
Im... im kind of tired man
Love this!
You help me go through quarantine and i'm sure you'll do so too after quarantine ಥ‿ಥ
Does anyone know where i can get a print of this picture? it's absolutely beautiful, as is the music. thank you for sharing.
tomorrow is election day in the US. The tension is high and everyone is getting prepared for the worst. The future of this country depends on the outcome of this election. No matter what the future holds, I hope everyone will come together and fight for justice and liberty for all.
So, when exactly were times certain?
I know the world ending in 2012 was a hoax, but let's be honest... has anything felt real since 2012?
Laura Smithwick
We all lost our purpose after 2012
Let me counter this with a new question: Have there ever been times more uncertain than these?
@@YELLERHEAD yes. All throughout time itself nothing has ever been certain you see. We maybe think that nothing is certain cuz stuff is going badly now but think back to the cavemen who knew nothing. Think back to the Universe in it's infancy where it knew nothing. Nothing knows anything really. And so just cause you think that now is the most uncertain, it doesn't make it even remotely true.
I can remember the days. Me and the boys chilling, hunting mammoths killing each other for our precious gods. Surviving just to eat, eating just to survive. And no problems at all
Oh shit this is nice
listening the day before the us election. i’m hopeful but hesitant to accept that hope all the same. it’s a time i’m grateful to be apart of but wish it could pass quickly and without haste.
if you’re reading this i hope you’re safe and breathing. i’m thinking of you always🤍
hard lofi
fueling my depression
you mean forever then
Where's The Picture From? Kinda Looks Norwegian.
Old Nuuk, Greenland.
Q:How much do you liek post-rock?
A: Yes
Kinda sad to see that some of these comments are refering to the pandemic. We could be lucky about the fact that humanity got through this but now we have a war in Europe, not too far from where I live and another war just a little further ahead.
Wallpaper link plz ?
lol @ "uncertain times" - as opposed to every time before 2020, which was full of certainty and guarantees of every kind... lmao
So the fact that we're living in a pandemic doesn't affect anything at all? Infinite IQ right here
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If I hear the phrase "in these uncertain times" one more time I'm going to lose it.
or virtual this virtual that virtual happy hour virtual hangout IM GOING CRAZY
I'm quite uncertain what we can do to move forward in these uncertain times. It feels as though time has virtually stopped. Everything happening so fast, faster than we want it to, and faster than we want to comprehend it. In these uncertain times many of us look to the virtual world as a means for escape more now than ever. Reality is not something we wish to face anymore. Through virtual means we all feel equal, making the challenges presented there feel achievable by anyone who wants to. Its just as hard as reality, but seemingly, virtually more rewarding.
Oneiromancer too funny 😂
Hello :D
I'm getting RDR2 "Wanted" vibes off the first track. Anyone else?
Screen shot it and put it in google
What's the name of the place in the thumbnail?
Old Nuuk, Greenland. I found it using tineye, all you gotta do it take a screen cap of the image and throw it in there, it should come up with something useful.
@@zama422 thanks man
Which place is this?
Can you make more of a bloomer one? I'd really like some positive vibes to counter these doomer times.
this is just sad minecraft music
i mean you're not wrong
I guess all ambience is Minecraft music now
i finally discover the type of music of gomorra, very interesting
#Worldhaspostrock guys please take notice, i have tried contacting you on email. I know this might look pushy but I really like your channel and i think it will fit your playlist. The track i sent. He had no complaints in life. And life is fucking unfair, took him away. I want him to be heard through his music. I don't know another way to get in touch with you guys. I'm really looking forward to hearing from you. You post such brilliant stuff and I love your channel.
Sullen Brothr does not exist on the internet and the Bandcamp link goes to a page that does not exist. What gives? :)
If you're crediting the artists, you should credit the photographer too.
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lol @ "uncertain times"
did life come with 100% guarantees before, I wonder? Of course not. Grow up.