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Lovely, happy to drift along to this brother.

Such strange and distant worlds populated my hours of sleep each day, towering spires and crackling skies alight with the fiery lighting of the gods. But every once in a while, the star that orbits the world will pull itself into view and shine its perfect light upon the barren and harrowed lands of my world, long forgotten and forsaken by good, civilized people, all but me, all but me have left, and I am the only one.

Gives me BladeRunner vibes! Brilliant!

i am so writing a short story on this

Dope🔥🔥

This ambience just washes away my problems and clears my mind. Thank you spirit bro!

Thank you spiritual brother. Often did I envision during my youth a past life where I was in a Mars-like planet, being killed while working as a fighter pilot. The universe is endless, so are its galaxies and solar systems. Who knows where our souls have been during the past ageless cycles?

What's with all the complainers in the comments? Enjoy it or bounce guys.

i think this one is a little bit too distorted, soundwise, tbh.

Hyperion vibes

A wagging tail speaks, Joy unbound, love everlasting- No words are needed.

Sounds just like some continuous sound. Horn almost. Only one of your uploads I don't like.

Severian salutes you ❤‍🔥❤‍🔥❤‍🔥

I always come to your channel when I need a dose of inspiration. Your videos have a way of lifting my spirits.

Wow this is good. Serene and motivating.

I've watched all in this account's series many times now. They're by far my favorites right now. Doing great work.

Feels like home.

Let's go

yesss another great upload

Too many ads for this type of content 😢

Nice artwork and track

This is ai

[//DATE: 1:1:1//] [//ENTRY: 1//] //Have I always been here? I returned to the crash site only to find dust and echos. In my mind, I can see a face, it's beauty is veiled by a shroud, but I can tell it is known to me. //Where have I come from? //Why am I here? //I walk for what feel like days and find a small camp, with a bed and supplies (I am writing this entry on a data flimsy and a lead stylus which allows me to save multiple entries, one after the other). //My food stores are significant enough to last me for many, many days. //Once food ration keeps me fed for many hours. //[I will continue to leave entries as I explore. Also, I will attempt to record the rotations of this planet to create a semblance of a 'date']

B A N G E R

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We were a waypoint for refuelling and restocking, halfway to the mouth of Nephthys. A stepping stone. The starships never pass by here anymore, they learnt how to step a little further.

Since everyone has their own interpretations here's mine: There's no war or anything bad that happened, this planet just has less people going in and out of it and less economic movement. People used to come here to explore and trade but bigger trade hubs and better habitat planets formed somewhere else in the universe and so the people went to those places and this planet is left to its own with settlers who choose to live a quiet and peaceful life, but they still have contact with the rest of the human race outside of the planet. It's like the country side, and those densely populated planets and trade hubs are like cities.

"Yeah... they do" I reply. Oh how far we've run. It is safe here - but still so far from what we knew as home. How many others escaped before they ravaged the planet? Perhaps the occasional meteorite that streams across the sky is another escape pod? I can only hope for my own sanity. I wonder if he truly understands why we ran?

Every person shows up in your lives is a lesson we need to learn, same are blessings that we don't know and some provoke a weekness in you to overcome it but at the end everyone has his own road to walk... I wish everyone good luck in their Journey and may God guide us to the straight path 🤍

Do not let the sands consume you. Nu age gurus are sometimes a little vapid.

Are these ambient tracks made with AI? The pictures look like AI for sure but I would like to know if the music is too...

the comment section is how a book look like if it has a source code

literally was just watching interstellar too this is great ❤

Generalbones4 welcome to the futuristic city homeland by the planet called the futuria

For anyone wondering, this is a reference to a very famous poem by Dylan Thomas. It is a villanelle, which just refers to its strict form in which lines are repeated in a pattern. Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

It if weren’t for these videos I don’t know how I would make it through the day without hurting myself. Thank you so much.

My partner did a reading of the poem at her father's funeral in the UK late October. She was a bit suspicious of it *actually* being a fave of her dad's, but she did a fine job of it. Killed it, you might say. Her parents grew up in South Wales, her dad from a family of miners and farmers, so a decent choice for him. Anyway, all of this to say, no Dylan Thomases for years and then 2 come at once. Typical.

the Over view of the moon with lower hanging gives view of very close outer body

Excellent piece of literature , the poem. Beautiful soundscape and visual. I wait every week for these drops.🫡 We love the reference (Interstellar and beyond). Cheers brother

It's been nearly fifty millennia since the first colony ships left the Earth behind once and for all. My family comes from a generations-long line of miners who were looking for rare radioactive minerals in the farthest reaches of the galaxy; and my ancestors set up shop out here in this corner of the cosmos. These beautiful floating islands tucked away inside a thin blue atmosphere are all I've ever known ever since I was a baby boy. I think this little outpost of ours has been forgotten. We used to be visited by supply freighters and government scout ships, but the visits have only become less frequent as the decades go by. Last one came 60 years ago, and the mines finally ran dry last year. We're starving and we aren't sure what to do anymore. Humanity repaid my family's hard work by leaving us behind. They left us stranded out here. The starships never pass by here anymore. *bleeep* T R A N S M I S S I O N H A S B E E N A R C H I V E D S U C S E S S F U L L Y

…and after some time, you wander away from your excavation team towards a clearing overlooking an expanse of icy dunes and mountains. You sit awhile and watch the winds ferry cosmic dust towards the sky. You wonder if anything ever sat here long ago…

_"Welp I guess I'll find closely similar homo sapiens being to start new half human race"_ and thus the lost Space Traveler name Mada begin his journey.

It has been year since I last saw them... cutting the skies like angels, making noises that scared the children, but gave hope to adults. They used to stop at our rusty base, a decaying platform that used to receive lots of ships everyday... not it sits there, rusting with time. We don't know why they don't com here anymore, we used to trade a lot, I even gave one of them some fine drink I made from last harvest. My family, of farmers, used to make some good money with them... the starships never pass by here anymore

My great grandfather Gioaba has told me that when he was a child During the five-years of summer The cities were always crawling with tourists from Neptune and Avada 2 The ritzy ships waiting in line to land lit the sky at night so that they had to board their windows with Mylar scraps from the old space programs The wealthy foreigners would ride the giant spherical robots through the dunes Over and over You couldn’t hear the Ravi bird sing It had been the plan The builders that made our second moon of metal for fun with the seas had dreamed of turning our home into one as prosperous as Shiada with its forests of ever-bearing Hayga fruit and mountains of infinite Silver They had brought in the best engineers It had taken them two hundred years For a theme park Gioaba’s eyes go bright and his old back straightens with an energy that makes a man nervous whenever he recalls the rebellion His laugh is so full, it could brighten the dullest heart “The men were terrifying! We scared ourselves,” and he laughs again, so truly that I swear the rumbling waves of sound physically shook his chair “with such primitive technology, nothing but G20 amplifiers and …” he interrupts himself with an uncontrollable intake of breath … “self assembling nanobots” He calms, and his brow acquires an imposing determination “That did it. They were gone, thank the mother.” There isn’t much left now Only scrap we love to salvage Our brightest scientists are working on how to haul away the metal moon For now, they hold it back from falling to the surface with our biggest tug-ships The skies are clear, and we can see the stars at night again Everyone loves the Jasha trees, their entangled growth almost demolishing the robots Their roots breaking the concrete When visitors come they bow to the statues of the Gods that walked here and they come with respect My great grandfather and I muffle our mouths with our hands and turn away so they cannot see the light in our eyes Many stay, for they love the beauty I can’t wait to see the soft earth again, and what will grow there!

This seems like a quiet spot to rest a while

Reminds me of Evangelion landscapes

"we will be ghosts again"

Anyone know where the picture is from?

It's so beautiful. Thank you ❤

Light is the shadow of existence, a photon spends its eternity in travel, to impart the knowlege of its past life.