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Calling Out Are you sickening by all the things you do Are you…
Fathoms Holding through the river land I stay within the lines Impac…
Influence How faithful I am To breathe this air We share tonight It on…
Sleep City I feel so damn small Against the sheer size of our…



The Cycle Loss and silence We crawl into the depths within ourselves W…
The Generator Making something from nothing Making it live Making it breat…


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nobody

TIMESTAMPS / (composer/s) [performer/s]

00:00 secunda (jeremy soule)
01:58 teller of the tales (kevin macleod)
05:25 all's well (jeremy soule)
07:46 the bannered mare (jeremy soule)
10:11 under an ancient sun (jeremy soule)
13:42 lachrimae pavan (john dowland) [brandon acker]
18:33 imperial throne (jeremy soule)
20:46 suonatore di liuto (kevin macleod)
23:05 out of the cold (jeremy soule)
26:01 fantasia 33 (francesco canova da milano) [monica pustilnik]
29:16 harvest dawn (jeremy soule)
32:02 ricercar: la compagna (francesco da milano) [mónica pustilnik]
35:13 a winter's tale (jeremy soule)
38:30 toccata vi (kapsberger) [uros baric]
41:56 dusk at the market (jeremy soule)
44:02 calata ala spagnola (joan ambrosio dalza) [trond bengtson]
46:33 repeat!



ITSMONKEYBABY

The Path. A short story, written for 'nobody'.


You approach the campfire. An old man sits there, watching the fire crackle.

His tattered grey robes and his bushy beard seem to blend together.

His posture shows the true weight of gravity... as he leans forward on his wooden, twisted cane.

His smile is warm. And welcoming.

You take a seat on the sitting log across from him, and allow the warmth to wash your hands clean of the cold night.

He speaks to you.


"You and I walk the same road. I honor your journey, and offer you comfort.

Partake in this fire, and my food. Freely".

He gestures to the pot over the flame.

"Though the road is long, and arduous. Please, rest here. Rest now. With me. Rest with love, and acceptance of yourself".


Love...? You respond.

"Old man... I have no love for myself. I have earned no love. I have yet to achieve something worthy of my name. ...I have done awful things to survive".



"...Then rest your body. Just for a moment.

Your aches and pains are respected here. This journey is not easy".


The old man sighed warmly.


"...If you cannot love yourself. May I share this with you?".

He waits earnestly, though you say nothing.



He continues.

"There was once a time when I did not love myself. For years, I moved in shadow, and burden.

Fighting for a future where all was well. Every day, a struggle.

In moments of clarity, I knew it wasn't supposed to be this way.

One day, broken... reeling... hopeless...

I looked inside of myself. Deeper than the pain.

Standing there, was the child I was so long ago. The light of the world reflected from his eyes.

A being of pure innocence, who beamed bright with love.

And it struck me, like a wave.

I spent so much time protecting him... fighting for his world. I forgot to love him.


I did what I thought I had to do to survive this life. My mistakes brought great pain.

I sought fame, and fortune. Though my grasps fell short.

But as I looked into the child's eyes. All I saw was life.

I pictured embracing him, warmly. And I forgave him for the mistakes he made.

'Forgive them, for they know not what they do'.

Some religious man I knew said that once. It felt true.

Traveler... I worship no Gods, but I aim true. And my heart tells me to speak this:


You must find the child inside, and learn to love him. For he is with you.


Always.


And no one is there to guide him accept you


But all of us who know this are here with you".



Jake Sommer

This appeared at the perfect moment.

I am ever more aware of how far I’ve journeyed.
The mountain may sit high, but the view is beauteous.

I only fear for what lay in the dark valleys below.
But I know now that I have the strength to face it.

The light of above and the shadows of below.
I channel both within to change and grow.



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nobody

TIMESTAMPS / (composer/s) [performer/s]

00:00 secunda (jeremy soule)
01:58 teller of the tales (kevin macleod)
05:25 all's well (jeremy soule)
07:46 the bannered mare (jeremy soule)
10:11 under an ancient sun (jeremy soule)
13:42 lachrimae pavan (john dowland) [brandon acker]
18:33 imperial throne (jeremy soule)
20:46 suonatore di liuto (kevin macleod)
23:05 out of the cold (jeremy soule)
26:01 fantasia 33 (francesco canova da milano) [monica pustilnik]
29:16 harvest dawn (jeremy soule)
32:02 ricercar: la compagna (francesco da milano) [mónica pustilnik]
35:13 a winter's tale (jeremy soule)
38:30 toccata vi (kapsberger) [uros baric]
41:56 dusk at the market (jeremy soule)
44:02 calata ala spagnola (joan ambrosio dalza) [trond bengtson]
46:33 repeat!

Dexstomper

thx dude

Victoria

what is the name of the painting? pls🙏🏼

T--borG

@Victoria name of the painting is "Oh! Once they were alive, ... *

riddles&runes

@Victoria It's called "Knight at the Crossroads" (1882) by Viktor Vasnecov

Victoria

@riddles&runes thank you!

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Escathon Edits

The fact that it begins with Skyrim just made me smile right away.

Trebuchet

if youre overr 25 years old and have a computer, you must play this game!

M0N0R4L

Oh the memories

luca gandini

For the Empire

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