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VOID ONE
เข้าร่วมเมื่อ 19 ก.ย. 2012
Welcome to the place where silence dwells
I encourage you to step into a world where silence speaks louder than words. This channel is a sanctuary for those who find beauty in melancholy and meaning in inevitable.
What you'll find here:
🎵 Haunting music videos and deeply emotional soundtracks.
🖤 Dark, introspective visuals and thought-provoking edits.
✨ A journey into the unspoken, crafted to stir the soul.
If you're drawn to the quiet places within yourself, you're in the right place.
Subscribe and let’s explore the silence together.
I encourage you to step into a world where silence speaks louder than words. This channel is a sanctuary for those who find beauty in melancholy and meaning in inevitable.
What you'll find here:
🎵 Haunting music videos and deeply emotional soundtracks.
🖤 Dark, introspective visuals and thought-provoking edits.
✨ A journey into the unspoken, crafted to stir the soul.
If you're drawn to the quiet places within yourself, you're in the right place.
Subscribe and let’s explore the silence together.
will it hurt?
The voice trembled, barely more than a whisper, lost in the hollow silence of the room. The flickering candlelight cast restless shadows on the cracked walls, as if even the flame hesitated to bear witness.
He stood by the window, his silhouette carved in twilight, a fragile monument against the dying sun. The world outside was frozen-trees stood like skeletal sentinels, the wind a ghost of its former self. Everything had stilled, except for time, relentless and cruel.
“Will it hurt?” the question lingered, like an echo in a cathedral long abandoned. The man at the table didn’t move, his hands resting on his knees, his jaw clenched tight.
The old man turned slowly, the weight of centuries in his gaze. His face, worn by battles the other could never imagine, bore the cracks of a man who had lived too much and learned too little. Yet in his eyes, there was something tender, something almost soft.
“Yes,” he said, finally, his voice like the rustle of forgotten leaves. “But not in the way you think.”
The younger man lifted his head, his eyes shadowed with questions he couldn’t bring himself to ask. “Then why?”
The old man stepped closer, his boots heavy against the floorboards, each step a silent apology. He knelt before him, their faces inches apart, and reached out, his hand gripping the other’s shoulder.
“Because pain reminds us that we are alive,” he murmured. “Because it is the cost of memory, of love, of all that is real. Without it, we are shadows, fleeting and hollow.”
The younger man closed his eyes, letting the words settle in the cracks of his fragile resolve. A single tear fell, tracing a line down his cheek, quiet but profound.
“And if it breaks me?” he whispered.
The older man smiled, a sad and weary smile. “Then let it. For only in breaking do we see the light that has always been within.”
Outside, the wind stirred, and the first star blinked into existence. Inside, the candle faltered, its flame bowing to the encroaching dark.
And in the quiet, two hearts beat as one, bracing for the inevitable. The question hung unanswered, yet resolved. Yes, it would hurt. But perhaps, just perhaps, that was the point.
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He stood by the window, his silhouette carved in twilight, a fragile monument against the dying sun. The world outside was frozen-trees stood like skeletal sentinels, the wind a ghost of its former self. Everything had stilled, except for time, relentless and cruel.
“Will it hurt?” the question lingered, like an echo in a cathedral long abandoned. The man at the table didn’t move, his hands resting on his knees, his jaw clenched tight.
The old man turned slowly, the weight of centuries in his gaze. His face, worn by battles the other could never imagine, bore the cracks of a man who had lived too much and learned too little. Yet in his eyes, there was something tender, something almost soft.
“Yes,” he said, finally, his voice like the rustle of forgotten leaves. “But not in the way you think.”
The younger man lifted his head, his eyes shadowed with questions he couldn’t bring himself to ask. “Then why?”
The old man stepped closer, his boots heavy against the floorboards, each step a silent apology. He knelt before him, their faces inches apart, and reached out, his hand gripping the other’s shoulder.
“Because pain reminds us that we are alive,” he murmured. “Because it is the cost of memory, of love, of all that is real. Without it, we are shadows, fleeting and hollow.”
The younger man closed his eyes, letting the words settle in the cracks of his fragile resolve. A single tear fell, tracing a line down his cheek, quiet but profound.
“And if it breaks me?” he whispered.
The older man smiled, a sad and weary smile. “Then let it. For only in breaking do we see the light that has always been within.”
Outside, the wind stirred, and the first star blinked into existence. Inside, the candle faltered, its flame bowing to the encroaching dark.
And in the quiet, two hearts beat as one, bracing for the inevitable. The question hung unanswered, yet resolved. Yes, it would hurt. But perhaps, just perhaps, that was the point.
#ambient #darkambientmusic #ambience #darkambience #relaxingmusic #chill #chillout #silenthill #silenthillambient #peaceful #peacefulmusic #meditation #meditationmusic #fantasy #fantasyambient #darksouls #eldenring #knight #knightambient #sleepingmusic #sleepingambient #sleepsounds
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dear VOID ONE, This is the first time i encounter your art, and i must say it is something special. Your writing is astonishing and beautiful by all means, it's been a long time since i have seen such an emotional text. And the music, simple yet so beautiful and touching. Sir, i do not know you and what have broken you, but i do know that your art is nothing less than amazing. I truly hope to see you one day as a great TH-cam channel, and wish to see you achieve the success you deserve. Farewall brother, wish the best for you.
Dear Ilaya, Reading your comment felt like a light breaking through the clouds. Thank you for your kindness and for recognizing the heart behind my art. Whatever brokenness you sense has found its healing in moments like these. I will carry your words with me. Wishing you only the best, brother.
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Love.… I have people that I try to love such as my family but it is hard and always an everlasting journey I have to be strong and hide my true self and emotions to protect them to save myself could be to destroy them and have them take my place, have you ever seen your own mother cry, it hurts to see I will not let myself be the one to bring them pain the only way I will do that is through my death and that will be ether inflicted by myself my age or by directly saving them, sure I have my “happy?” Times but it’s all temporary to me I have no will to live but no wish to die the thing that gives me the smallest flicker of hope and will to live is my family and knowing that If I die it will be worse on them, love is harsh harsher than most things because it is only true to some people others just wish to use us then abandon us, that is why I say this love can kill you or keep you alive but no matter what it will have pain somewhere in the process, for me I’m worse because I have it easier to remember bad memories but I can’t recall the good things I feel holo at times but no one knows about that because I can’t tell them. Be cautious my brothers in Christ you don’t know the plan of god and you don’t know the plans of the devil I just hope that you don’t end up like me because like I said I have no need neither do I want to die but I have been so blindsided by pain that I can’t see what I have to live for.
"I prayed for you today. I asked that you be guided with the wisdom to make choices to enhance your life and the awareness to make changes that are in your best interest. I wished for you a storehouse of opportunities, the ability to meet your goals, and the joy of your own approval and acceptance. Wished for your every heart's desire, every need met, every prayer answered, and every dream come true." - Donna Fargo I wish you well, friend. This prayer reminds me of all the changes I wanted to make, which now feel like regrets. But without regrets, I would have nothing left to feel. I really don't know what happened, most of the bad stuff wasn't my intention. I don't know if I've ever died. All I know is my heart led me here. It doesn't feel too far from home anyways. I don't know when I will have to go. All I know is I can finally feel again. I think maybe that's all we are ever after as humans. I don't think the world is ending, it doesn't feel that way at least to me. Maybe its just new beginnings. Breathe and relax, whoever you are, dont be afraid. God bless you.
I felt the weight of your words, and somehow, they resonated with me deeply. Regret shapes us, but it also frees us-without it, how would we recognize growth or change? Perhaps all we ever do as humans is try to feel, to learn, and to begin again. Thank you for sharing this thought with me. It means more than you know
풀청완료합니다~~~ 감사히 잘머물고 힐링하고가요~ 자주들려힐링할게요^^ 새해 더 좋은일만 가득하세요^^ 좋아요꾸욱!!
힐링하셨다니 제가 더 감사드려요 ^^ 새해에도 따뜻한 마음으로 자주 찾아주세요. 새해 복 많이 받으세요!
I wish my brothers strength as we journey into a new battle
the strength we seek is already within, waiting to be known
Maybe you should try it again?
Perhaps the sea holds no second chances
Too grim 😕
There is much demonic energy in the ocean, a whole fallen kingdom in fact, and from what we’ve learned, “dark beings” love to LIE to our heads. Just a thought?
Is it the ocean that lies, or the currents inside us twisting the truth?
Well, and I struggle with this, the little demonic parasites from the Ocean can certainly invade you!
Can Death be Sleep,when Life is but a Dream?
Sleep is a little death, I suppose
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