M83 - Solitude - Slowed

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  • เผยแพร่เมื่อ 14 พ.ย. 2024

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  • @chrisc8047
    @chrisc8047 ปีที่แล้ว +18

    This song already helps my depression but this has just unlocked a level of happiness I never thought I'd have, Bravo. I don't know why, but this helps so much. Thank you.

    • @adrienpoveda9684
      @adrienpoveda9684 ปีที่แล้ว +3

      Stay strong my brother,
      I have depression to, since 2019, its like a elevator, one day you are at the top and the next day you are in the underground, im trying to stop my marihunana adiction but is harder, go to gym and try to socialize with ppl (im trying to).
      Stay strong bro 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

    • @chrisc8047
      @chrisc8047 ปีที่แล้ว +4

      @@adrienpoveda9684 Thank you for your comment, it means a lot. I have an alcohol addiction and really trying to overcome it for my kids. Hopefully I'll get there soon.

    • @lp7502
      @lp7502 ปีที่แล้ว +1

      you felt christ.

  • @dedmorpex1809
    @dedmorpex1809 ปีที่แล้ว +2

    11:10 my god

  • @ehemaligerschepperer324
    @ehemaligerschepperer324 ปีที่แล้ว +6

    I've poisoned my mind to the point pf no return. Death is calling...

    • @dontcallmejerry
      @dontcallmejerry 11 หลายเดือนก่อน +2

      Wenn es Zeit ist zu gehen , muss es getan werden … ich weiß, bei mir dauert es noch !

    • @ehemaligerschepperer324
      @ehemaligerschepperer324 23 วันที่ผ่านมา

      @@dontcallmejerry I always resented all the years, the hours, the
      minutes I gave them as a working stiff, it
      actually hurt my head, my insides, it made me
      dizzy and a bit crazy - I couldn’t understand the
      murdering of my years
      yet my fellow workers gave no signs of
      agony, many of them even seemed satisfied, and
      seeing them that way drove me almost as crazy as
      the dull and senseless work.
      the workers submitted.
      the work pounded them to nothingness, they were
      scooped-out and thrown away.
      I resented each minute, every minute as it was
      mutilated
      and nothing relieved the monotonous ever-
      structure.
      I considered suicide.
      I drank away my few leisure hours.
      I worked for decades.
      I lived with the worst of women, they killed what
      the job failed to kill.
      I knew that I was dying.
      something in me said, go ahead, die, sleep, become
      them, accept.
      then something else in me said, no, save the tiniest
      bit.
      it needn’t be much, just a spark.
      a spark can set a whole forest on
      fire.
      just a spark.
      save it.
      I think I did.
      I’m glad I did.
      what a lucky god damned
      thing.
      Charles Bukowski
      Halt durch mein bester.

  • @toolgun6729
    @toolgun6729 ปีที่แล้ว +19

    me : stealing and killing villagers in minecraft
    the one baby villager watching :