"My fellow humans. I am not the best spokesperson around. But I will try and convey how I feel. After so many years, so many long decades of fighting till we didn't know what we were fighting for anymore, it was over. The enemy wasn't gone, not by a longshot, but we survived, we didn't die out, despite all the odds. And to me, that was good enough. Winning wasn't about a 'Victory'. It was about 'Survival'. We made it. It isn't perfect: We lost good people, on soldiers and civilians. We lost homes, families, brothers, sisters, mothers, and fathers. Some of us have even lost our sons and daughters, and some have lost even their dreams. But... we can rebuild. We Will Rebuild. We will honor the fallen, honor those who fought for us, fought with us. We will honor them by rebuilding new homes, new dreams, new families. So long as we are here, together, we will always win where it matters: In our minds and hearts. Now, let us step forward into the shambles of old world, the pieces, and from the destruction, we will make a new world, a better world. The Light of Hope shines brightly on this day, and every day onward that we follow true to our goals, our dreams. Good day, gentlemen. May The Light of Hope shine upon all of you forever more."
I love listening to soundtracks I have listened to when I was many years younger. The best thing about it is that I'm still amazed by them! So talented people out there making the best music ever ✌🏽
"Look over yonder, young ones. Tell me, What do you see?" The old man would always ask us the same question at the same time every day. I'm really not sure what he was expecting for an answer so I replied the same way every time. "It's a ray of light." Others would have a similar response and the old man would stare at us, as if he was waiting for more. When no more was offered up, he would always shake his head and mumble "maybe tomorrow." I didn't really understand it at first but as I grew older, I began to learn more. I began to see how darkness swirled around us in the clouds above. My friends and I would gather late at night just to watch the single ray of light poke through the clouds, it's color almost blinding. On the night of my 18th birthday, I was watching the light as always. I heard a rustle behind me and when I turned, I saw the old man standing there. "Happy birthday, young man. Now I want you to tell me what you see." I smiled. It was right on cue. I turned towards the light again but this time instead of being nearly blinded by its shine, I noticed it was growing larger. As I stared more intently, I began to pick out images being played inside of the light. I saw fields of gold with children dashing through them, vast expanses of water with streaks of white running across them, a plethora of lush trees spread out over mile after mile, snow topped peaks of grand monuments of rock. As I took my gaze off of the light I now noticed that the swirling darkness above me were not clouds but a thick smog. I turned back to look at the old man, who was smiling. "Tell me," he said. "What did you you see?" The images played through my mind again. I took a deep breath and responded. "I saw a Ray Of Hope that showed what this world is capable of if taken care of. If this world is cleaned and watched over, it's beauty will shine again and that Ray Of Hope will shine all throughout the sky." (Side note: if any of you have suggestions for stories, ideas you would like to share, or if you would like to know more about me or have any questions, please feel free to ask.) (Another side note, I hope the previous note did not sound too arrogant or cocky. I apologize if it did. Please enjoy the music.)
'Maybe tomorrow.' (Old man might have thought: To see the light, darkness must be acknowledged and accepted first because there will only be light when there's darkness)
Amazing!!! Its soooo.......beautiful Potraying a wonderful message when there is trouble there is a way...and also a great message saying that this earth is not only capable of what we think it is...there is much more....simply wonderful!:)
It may seem like all good is in the past, and that only cruelty will last. Darkness consumes the heart, as it tears us apart. But we must continue to hold on, as it is always darkest before the dawn. It will not end here, for the evil will soon...disappear.
IronRainDrops every poem of yours I read I cry so I came up with this: These words on the page More beautiful with each age When I read them I always cry But not from fear that I might die For these are not tears of sadness For these are not tears of joy These these are tears of inspiration
Cole Bailey Awww, I literally am crying (with joy) right now, thank you so much! That was such an adorable poem, it made me so happy! And you are so talented, too, that was too amazing :D
In hateful day In lonely night With kind hearts full Our souls ignite When all seems lost And nothing goes right Look to your friends And let Hope burn bright
"Everyone's going to die..." Someone mutters from somewhere close to me. I couldn't tell how close. It was dark. And cold. That's how the world has been since... since I'm not sure when. I've lost count of how long we've been trapped in this nightmare. But just when I started to think we would never see the world as it once was, a single beam of light shone down the street from a far off distance. And just as suddenly as the light appeared, the beam began to broaden, illuminating the entire street I stood on. Around me, several other people stood. Like me, their face reflected what we all once lost... Hope. The night that was never-ending was finally breaking, giving way to the light. A light which held the hopes of millions...
"Already been weeks, months maybe, that this whole war started. We were afraid of what would happen to us. We, ordinary civilians, young, said" the future of humanity ", involved in one of the largest genocides in history. But finally been given a ceasefire. The enemy had been defeated, the war was finally over. A Light of Hope hung over us that beautiful September morning. One like that approaching in a few hours. Already been a year ago, and since then much has changed. Mankind is still rebuilding, and there were sequels everywhere, but that does not matter anymore. Mattered that we had a future again, finally a tomorrow where would build together a better world, and we would be ready if that happens again, but hoping there was not. And for the first time in my life, I felt good to be able to breathe. " Thank you for the great music that has inspired this little tale!
The city has been torn apart, but it is all right we can have a fresh start. Our homes can be rebuilt, our dreams and families too, and we can drive away our guilt. We did not fight and help, we all stood back, as we cried and yelped. But we need not whine, we need not cry, because the Light Of Hope will always shine.
"A very long time ago, I often thought myself a future leader. One who would do greatness for the world. One who would unite our powers, our abilities, our hopes, and our dreams. And with it, bring about peace within the world! But… I see the error of my thoughts. You see, I thought I could carry the burdens of the world upon my shoulders. I alone wanted to relieve the elderly of their burdens, and to place a smile upon children. Alone, nobody can accomplish anything. You cannot get through life by secluding yourself to your own spaces, by reserving your thoughts to your own mind, and hope to even help the world by doing so. No… for you see, there is no such thing as a single leader! You were all told at a young age to be your own leader, and not a follower, correct!? Imagine what we could achieve if we all were our own leaders! If we stood together instead of apart, fought together instead of with one another, strove for peace together! I am not your leader. I am not your superior. I am not an emperor, or a king. Not for one moment did I deserve such a title. But today, my friends, I stand as your equal, just as you stand as mine. Despite the hardships we have encountered throughout the past centuries, we will endure. We will always endure. We will always win in the end, because there is nothing in this world, nor this universe, that can stop us! Those who have fallen… have passed on their legacy to us. Their hopes and dreams. Their honor as soldiers. For them, not for ourselves, should humankind continue. Our friends… our family… they left us with the hope of a better future. For our children, and their children. We, my brothers and sisters of humanity, are the ray of light that will push through the darkness. A light of hope!"
It seems like the world forgets that each turn of the planet, each sunrise, is the future. People look forwards for years and years, waiting for that point in time when everything will suddenly, magically, become perfect. It never comes. It will never come, not if you just wait for it. Perfection is to be strived for, not to be owned.
As the last hundred years the darkness has hold us back. We lived our lives through what we thought was happiness. We never had hope of ever returning to the way it was but there was some who held on. We though they were fools but when the chance came we was the fools all along. Hope has just started and with this we can say the light is coming.
don't you just love listening to inspiring music while your in bed and legit just sitting there like, "alright, time to reflect on e v e r y t h i n g."
From the blackest night to the brightest day, We run from our past to seek a better future, From the seas to the skies our passions will lead the way, We shall fight our way through the emptiness and travel even further. Our hearts as one we shall be free from hate, I will await you all at the front of heavens gates.
-Y todos se miraron entre sí. El portón estaba ya, por fin, delante de ellos. Tras días de lucha interminable sobre un suelo resbaladizo por la sangre y sudor derramados por sus enemigos y aliados y entre los gritos y alaridos confundiéndose entre choques de aceros. Pero finalmente, pese a todo, ahí estaban: ante la puerta que conducía a su libertad. Kerad alza las manos para empujarla con su brutal fuerza. Y pese a la vocecita que en los pasados días había crecido en el interior de cada uno de los guerreros, diciéndoles que ninguno volvería con vida, la puerta es abierta por el hombre que los ha mantenido unidos en la despiadada batalla que acaba de terminar. La luz del sol alcanza sus ojos por primera vez tras días sumergidos en la penumbra apenas iluminada por unas pocas antorchas a lo largo del amplio pasillo, que antes parecía intermimable. Cuando sus ojos se acostumbran el verde del valle junto con los vivos colores de la primavera arrancan unas lágrimas de sus ojos. "Se ha terminado." piensan todos al unísono mientras vuelven a mirarae y sonreír mientras las lágrimas siguen cayendo. Cruzan el dintel y tras jornadas aspirando el hedor a muerto el aure puro llena sus pulmones como el agua fresca sacia al sediento. Pero entonces, unos pasos a sus espaldas interrumpen su silenciosa celebración y nubla el brillante futuro que todos empezaban a vislumbrar. Kerad se da la vuelta de inmediato y entre las sombras que sobreviven entre la tenue luz de las antorchas vislumbra la última opción que esperaba encontrar, lo último que querría tener a sus espaldas otra vez, acechándolo a él y a sus camaradas incluso tras haber sido atravesado por el acero de todos ellos. Kerad, sin estar seguro de por qué sonríe esta vez, entra de nuevo en el pasadizo y cierra el portón detrás de él, dejando a sus camaradas al otro lado, con los ojos abiertos como platos y sin poder mover un solo músculo. "Parece ser que no todos volveremos a casa, hermanos." piensa Kerad para sus adentros mientras desenfunda la gran hacha de guerra de sus espalda, aún con una sonrisa dibujada en sus labios, una sonrisa que no desaparecerá hasta su último aliento.- Mario D. Rossy
This world of our is actually two worlds in one. In one world is the world of possibilities, hopes, and dream. While corresponding is a world full of negativity and distrust. Those people only see what possible not the endless possibility. They don't dare to dream big. Only to low other people with there despair. So when people laugh at your dream don't give up on your dream keep going and do the impossible you've got to "feel the flow".
With every wound and every death, with every effort and every fall. We always remain standing. We all have the ability to stand united. And for our future, our family, our children and our liberty, with every sacrifice, and every loss, we will always have the strength to keep fighting. This world has corruption, evil, and fear. We will always experience effort, and we will always experience failure. But we are human.
The ashes of bthe cold war flutter in the air. After years of war and smoke, there is a young man. He looks to his companians and smiles "It's all over" Tears of joy trickle down his dry face. Its over flowing now, he cant hold his tears back. He then looks to the sky and sees a small ray of light beam through the dark clouds. He smiles again. His final candle of hope is re lit
“Win?! Is that what you think this is about?! I’m not trying to win... I do what I do because it’s Right! It’s decent & above all it’s kind... Just that, just kind... So please stand with me, just be kind... You know what? Maybe there’s no point in any of this, but I’d rather die than just stand by while people suffer & die... Maybe we can help, maybe we can save some people... Maybe they won’t live long after the fact... But hey, no one ever said the right way was the easiest... But damn it to hell if I going to take my last stand anywhere... It’s gonna be here... Because where I stand... is where I fall... so now ask yourself... What will you die for? Have you thought about that? ... Have you given it any consideration?”
There were only three of us left. Out of the hundreds of thousands of people that could have survived, it was us three. We all had to wonder why as we stared across the broken remains of buildings. Suddenly the moon broke through the clouds, blinding us momentarily. But it wasn't annoying. On the contrary, it was mesmerizing. It was hope for a new day. And so we began walking. We don't know where we were going to go, it was more like we would follow that light and see where it would take us.
This one is right we survived and that’s all that matter now we can’t just stand here morning our lose we must unite and help those who would need it and * raises fist in air* and rebuild our life’s
Speeches are meant to convey sentimentality. Whether that be a beam of hope that causes an influx reaction to the audience at hand, a reigning nationalistic stance upon an issue or a lament of the various regrets that have surfaced us, speeches have served just that. We can all comprehend the fact that speeches were built within the hivemind of society - a construct to 'rally the troops' and 'proceed to withhole upon that small glimpse of hope'. Nowadays, we don't needs speeches for that medium. We have music - auditory stimuli which inspires and makes us pursue our dreams.
In fearful day, in raging night, With strong hearts full, our souls ignite, When all seems lost in the War of Light, Look to the stars-- For hope burns bright! -The oath of the Blue Lantern Corp of Hope.
in a place so dark that you can't even see forms and colors,two men are walking ,searching for something different in this darkness , maybe a little bit of hope in the dark world but they are searching for a so long time... their feet hurt so much they can barely stay up. One of them stop walking and ask to his friend "how can you keep going forward ?" the other say with a smile "look at the ray of light over there" ps: sorry for my spelling mistake english is not my mother language :)
The city was torn, the sky was torn. The lights were shadows, the blocks were ships. No one would stand up, no one would sacrifice themselves. But a light tore through the clouds. It shined brighter and brighter. Comment below if you want to know what happened after.
+ToriRain A voice spoke from the sky and said: "People of Earth, do not give up. Believe and I will help you". Except it wasn't a voice from the sky, it was Mike from accounting and he was drunk as fuck. The End.
-Y todos se miraron entre sí. El portón estaba ya, por fin, delante de ellos. Tras días de lucha interminable sobre un suelo resbaladizo por la sangre y sudor derramados por sus enemigos y aliados y entre los gritos y alaridos confundiéndose entre choques de aceros. Pero finalmente, pese a todo, ahí estaban: ante la puerta que conducía a su libertad. Kerad alza las manos para empujarla con su brutal fuerza. Y pese a la vocecita que en los pasados días había crecido en el interior de cada uno de los guerreros, diciéndoles que ninguno volvería con vida, la puerta es abierta por el hombre que los ha mantenido unidos en la despiadada batalla que acaba de terminar. La luz del sol alcanza sus ojos por primera vez tras días sumergidos en la penumbra apenas iluminada por unas pocas antorchas a lo largo del amplio pasillo, que antes parecía intermimable. Cuando sus ojos se acostumbran el verde del valle junto con los vivos colores de la primavera arrancan unas lágrimas de sus ojos. "Se ha terminado." piensan todos al unísono mientras vuelven a mirarae y sonreír mientras las lágrimas siguen cayendo. Cruzan el dintel y tras jornadas aspirando el hedor a muerto el aure puro llena sus pulmones como el agua fresca sacia al sediento. Pero entonces, unos pasos a sus espaldas interrumpen su silenciosa celebración y nubla el brillante futuro que todos empezaban a vislumbrar. Kerad se da la vuelta de inmediato y entre las sombras que sobreviven entre la tenue luz de las antorchas vislumbra la última opción que esperaba encontrar, lo último que querría tener a sus espaldas otra vez, acechándolo a él y a sus camaradas incluso tras haber sido atravesado por el acero de todos ellos. Kerad, sin estar seguro de por qué sonríe esta vez, entra de nuevo en el pasadizo y cierra el portón detrás de él, dejando a sus camaradas al otro lado, con los ojos abiertos como platos y sin poder mover un solo músculo. "Parece ser que no todos volveremos a casa, hermanos." piensa Kerad para sus adentros mientras desenfunda la gran hacha de guerra de sus espalda, aún con una sonrisa dibujada en sus labios, una sonrisa que no desaparecerá hasta su último aliento.- Mario D. Rossy
Does anyone know a way I can have my desktop background animated like this? I would LOVE to have a this (or a similar) picture with moving effects on top to be my background. Anyone? Please? x.x
Sydonai11 I have used Rainmeter, and edited things myself so it wasn't just a download pre-made theme and slap it on case, but Iv'e never done anything to do with animated icons e.t.c. If that's the only way though, I'll have to look into tutorials for it...
Ben Ackerman How would that help me? Yes, I could find a picture with a similar effect, which in effect, is just a GIF. The problem is how to put that as your background.
As a Special Agent who has extraordinary powers and is untouchable, i'ts my duty to rescue the ones we loved from Evil Abominations. I can't stand Evil and how it did to pure and innocent friends. Me and my friends really cared about The Bands from Soundworld, The CPUS from Gamindustri, the Sailor Scouts, and the Powerpuffs (original and Z) and we never want them to be tortured by the Evil beings. They liked what my friends and I said about that and started shedding tears of joy from their eyes. You should also know how I feel when you also cared about the ones we loved too. Don't you agree with that?
"My fellow humans. I am not the best spokesperson around. But I will try and convey how I feel.
After so many years, so many long decades of fighting till we didn't know what we were fighting for anymore, it was over. The enemy wasn't gone, not by a longshot, but we survived, we didn't die out, despite all the odds. And to me, that was good enough. Winning wasn't about a 'Victory'. It was about 'Survival'. We made it. It isn't perfect: We lost good people, on soldiers and civilians. We lost homes, families, brothers, sisters, mothers, and fathers. Some of us have even lost our sons and daughters, and some have lost even their dreams. But... we can rebuild. We Will Rebuild. We will honor the fallen, honor those who fought for us, fought with us. We will honor them by rebuilding new homes, new dreams, new families. So long as we are here, together, we will always win where it matters: In our minds and hearts. Now, let us step forward into the shambles of old world, the pieces, and from the destruction, we will make a new world, a better world. The Light of Hope shines brightly on this day, and every day onward that we follow true to our goals, our dreams.
Good day, gentlemen. May The Light of Hope shine upon all of you forever more."
Not good speaker,hah?
Best thing I´ve ever read. So much goosebumps!
I AM CRYING BECAUSE OF READING THIS I WAS IN A WAR AND MY FAMILY DIED thank you for this you made my day
muhammad nguyen Im so sorry ;(
While I read this I saw Erwin Smith from Shingeki no Kyojin speaking this… :')
I love listening to soundtracks I have listened to when I was many years younger. The best thing about it is that I'm still amazed by them! So talented people out there making the best music ever ✌🏽
"Look over yonder, young ones. Tell me, What do you see?"
The old man would always ask us the same question at the same time every day. I'm really not sure what he was expecting for an answer so I replied the same way every time. "It's a ray of light." Others would have a similar response and the old man would stare at us, as if he was waiting for more. When no more was offered up, he would always shake his head and mumble "maybe tomorrow." I didn't really understand it at first but as I grew older, I began to learn more. I began to see how darkness swirled around us in the clouds above. My friends and I would gather late at night just to watch the single ray of light poke through the clouds, it's color almost blinding. On the night of my 18th birthday, I was watching the light as always. I heard a rustle behind me and when I turned, I saw the old man standing there.
"Happy birthday, young man. Now I want you to tell me what you see."
I smiled. It was right on cue. I turned towards the light again but this time instead of being nearly blinded by its shine, I noticed it was growing larger. As I stared more intently, I began to pick out images being played inside of the light. I saw fields of gold with children dashing through them, vast expanses of water with streaks of white running across them, a plethora of lush trees spread out over mile after mile, snow topped peaks of grand monuments of rock. As I took my gaze off of the light I now noticed that the swirling darkness above me were not clouds but a thick smog. I turned back to look at the old man, who was smiling.
"Tell me," he said. "What did you you see?"
The images played through my mind again. I took a deep breath and responded.
"I saw a Ray Of Hope that showed what this world is capable of if taken care of. If this world is cleaned and watched over, it's beauty will shine again and that Ray Of Hope will shine all throughout the sky."
(Side note: if any of you have suggestions for stories, ideas you would like to share, or if you would like to know more about me or have any questions, please feel free to ask.)
(Another side note, I hope the previous note did not sound too arrogant or cocky. I apologize if it did. Please enjoy the music.)
This made me tear!!! YOU ARE AMAZING!!!!!!!!!
Very well written, and very well portrayed. I applaud you, sir.
its really a good description! you are amazing! :)
'Maybe tomorrow.' (Old man might have thought: To see the light, darkness must be acknowledged and accepted first because there will only be light when there's darkness)
Amazing!!! Its soooo.......beautiful
Potraying a wonderful message when there is trouble there is a way...and also a great message saying that this earth is not only capable of what we think it is...there is much more....simply wonderful!:)
It may seem like all good is in the past,
and that only cruelty will last.
Darkness consumes the heart,
as it tears us apart.
But we must continue to hold on,
as it is always darkest before the dawn.
It will not end here,
for the evil will soon...disappear.
i like u a lot :D^^
Haha, thank you! :D
***** Aw, you're so sweet!
IronRainDrops every poem of yours I read I cry so I came up with this:
These words on the page
More beautiful with each age
When I read them I always cry
But not from fear that I might die
For these are not tears of sadness
For these are not tears of joy
These these are tears of inspiration
Cole Bailey Awww, I literally am crying (with joy) right now, thank you so much! That was such an adorable poem, it made me so happy! And you are so talented, too, that was too amazing :D
In hateful day
In lonely night
With kind hearts full
Our souls ignite
When all seems lost
And nothing goes right
Look to your friends
And let Hope burn bright
nice poem
Its based on the oath of the Blue Lantern Corps
+ElectricEdgewave192 k
+ElectricEdgewave192 oh blue lantern! Interesting,
"Everyone's going to die..." Someone mutters from somewhere close to me. I couldn't tell how close. It was dark. And cold. That's how the world has been since... since I'm not sure when. I've lost count of how long we've been trapped in this nightmare. But just when I started to think we would never see the world as it once was, a single beam of light shone down the street from a far off distance. And just as suddenly as the light appeared, the beam began to broaden, illuminating the entire street I stood on. Around me, several other people stood. Like me, their face reflected what we all once lost... Hope. The night that was never-ending was finally breaking, giving way to the light. A light which held the hopes of millions...
"Already been weeks, months maybe, that this whole war started. We were afraid of what would happen to us. We, ordinary civilians, young, said" the future of humanity ", involved in one of the largest genocides in history. But finally been given a ceasefire. The enemy had been defeated, the war was finally over. A Light of Hope hung over us that beautiful September morning. One like that approaching in a few hours. Already been a year ago, and since then much has changed. Mankind is still rebuilding, and there were sequels everywhere, but that does not matter anymore. Mattered that we had a future again, finally a tomorrow where would build together a better world, and we would be ready if that happens again, but hoping there was not. And for the first time in my life, I felt good to be able to breathe. "
Thank you for the great music that has inspired this little tale!
That is cool)
tnx!! ;)
And again, it reminds me of the end of Shingeki no Kyojin x) You write well ;)
Thank you!
(I didn't even thought about SNK)
The city has been torn apart,
but it is all right
we can have a fresh start.
Our homes can be rebuilt,
our dreams and families too,
and we can drive away our guilt.
We did not fight and help,
we all stood back,
as we cried and yelped.
But we need not whine,
we need not cry,
because the Light Of Hope will always shine.
Nice one.
In our darkest hour after all that is endangered to be lost, something always turns it around.
"A very long time ago, I often thought myself a future leader. One who would do greatness for the world. One who would unite our powers, our abilities, our hopes, and our dreams. And with it, bring about peace within the world! But… I see the error of my thoughts. You see, I thought I could carry the burdens of the world upon my shoulders. I alone wanted to relieve the elderly of their burdens, and to place a smile upon children.
Alone, nobody can accomplish anything. You cannot get through life by secluding yourself to your own spaces, by reserving your thoughts to your own mind, and hope to even help the world by doing so. No… for you see, there is no such thing as a single leader! You were all told at a young age to be your own leader, and not a follower, correct!? Imagine what we could achieve if we all were our own leaders! If we stood together instead of apart, fought together instead of with one another, strove for peace together!
I am not your leader. I am not your superior. I am not an emperor, or a king. Not for one moment did I deserve such a title. But today, my friends, I stand as your equal, just as you stand as mine. Despite the hardships we have encountered throughout the past centuries, we will endure. We will always endure. We will always win in the end, because there is nothing in this world, nor this universe, that can stop us!
Those who have fallen… have passed on their legacy to us. Their hopes and dreams. Their honor as soldiers. For them, not for ourselves, should humankind continue. Our friends… our family… they left us with the hope of a better future. For our children, and their children. We, my brothers and sisters of humanity, are the ray of light that will push through the darkness. A light of hope!"
It seems like the world forgets that each turn of the planet, each sunrise, is the future.
People look forwards for years and years, waiting for that point in time when everything will suddenly, magically, become perfect. It never comes. It will never come, not if you just wait for it.
Perfection is to be strived for, not to be owned.
Gänsehaut...
Thanks HDsoundi for this epic song she really helped me
Dreams bring us the strength
~ To light up the stars in the night
~ To believe in the impossible
~ To create the Seeds Of Hope
- Brian
As the last hundred years the darkness has hold us back. We lived our lives through what we thought was happiness. We never had hope of ever returning to the way it was but there was some who held on. We though they were fools but when the chance came we was the fools all along. Hope has just started and with this we can say the light is coming.
don't you just love listening to inspiring music while your in bed and legit just sitting there like,
"alright, time to reflect on e v e r y t h i n g."
This song deserved a million views
From the blackest night to the brightest day,
We run from our past to seek a better future,
From the seas to the skies our passions will lead the way,
We shall fight our way through the emptiness and travel even further.
Our hearts as one we shall be free from hate,
I will await you all at the front of heavens gates.
So soothing... Thank you
Who will be standing next to you when the world falls apart? Who stays by your side as the end nears? No longer friends, now a true family.
THE background is cool
Despair is the beginning of the war, Hope is the end of the war
Waaaouw this is going in my workout playlist RIGHT NOW
*Insert epic speech/poem/story here*
-Y todos se miraron entre sí. El portón estaba ya, por fin, delante de ellos. Tras días de lucha interminable sobre un suelo resbaladizo por la sangre y sudor derramados por sus enemigos y aliados y entre los gritos y alaridos confundiéndose entre choques de aceros. Pero finalmente, pese a todo, ahí estaban: ante la puerta que conducía a su libertad.
Kerad alza las manos para empujarla con su brutal fuerza. Y pese a la vocecita que en los pasados días había crecido en el interior de cada uno de los guerreros, diciéndoles que ninguno volvería con vida, la puerta es abierta por el hombre que los ha mantenido unidos en la despiadada batalla que acaba de terminar. La luz del sol alcanza sus ojos por primera vez tras días sumergidos en la penumbra apenas iluminada por unas pocas antorchas a lo largo del amplio pasillo, que antes parecía intermimable. Cuando sus ojos se acostumbran el verde del valle junto con los vivos colores de la primavera arrancan unas lágrimas de sus ojos.
"Se ha terminado." piensan todos al unísono mientras vuelven a mirarae y sonreír mientras las lágrimas siguen cayendo. Cruzan el dintel y tras jornadas aspirando el hedor a muerto el aure puro llena sus pulmones como el agua fresca sacia al sediento.
Pero entonces, unos pasos a sus espaldas interrumpen su silenciosa celebración y nubla el brillante futuro que todos empezaban a vislumbrar. Kerad se da la vuelta de inmediato y entre las sombras que sobreviven entre la tenue luz de las antorchas vislumbra la última opción que esperaba encontrar, lo último que querría tener a sus espaldas otra vez, acechándolo a él y a sus camaradas incluso tras haber sido atravesado por el acero de todos ellos. Kerad, sin estar seguro de por qué sonríe esta vez, entra de nuevo en el pasadizo y cierra el portón detrás de él, dejando a sus camaradas al otro lado, con los ojos abiertos como platos y sin poder mover un solo músculo.
"Parece ser que no todos volveremos a casa, hermanos." piensa Kerad para sus adentros mientras desenfunda la gran hacha de guerra de sus espalda, aún con una sonrisa dibujada en sus labios, una sonrisa que no desaparecerá hasta su último aliento.-
Mario D. Rossy
love you guys! Love this song :3
This world of our is actually two worlds in one. In one world is the world of possibilities, hopes, and dream. While corresponding is a world full of negativity and distrust. Those people only see what possible not the endless possibility. They don't dare to dream big. Only to low other people with there despair. So when people laugh at your dream don't give up on your dream keep going and do the impossible you've got to "feel the flow".
With every wound and every death, with every effort and every fall. We always remain standing. We all have the ability to stand united. And for our future, our family, our children and our liberty, with every sacrifice, and every loss, we will always have the strength to keep fighting.
This world has corruption, evil, and fear.
We will always experience effort, and we will always experience failure.
But we are human.
How brave
How do you do those animations? I'm trying to make a video, but I'd really like to be able to do something like this before I upload it.
enquanto meu coração bater
enquanto minha pernas andarem
enquanto minha mente estiver intacta
ainda haverá a luz da esperança
The ashes of bthe cold war flutter in the air. After years of war and smoke, there is a young man. He looks to his companians and smiles
"It's all over"
Tears of joy trickle down his dry face. Its over flowing now, he cant hold his tears back. He then looks to the sky and sees a small ray of light beam through the dark clouds. He smiles again. His final candle of hope is re lit
“Win?! Is that what you think this is about?! I’m not trying to win... I do what I do because it’s Right!
It’s decent & above all it’s kind...
Just that, just kind...
So please stand with me, just be kind...
You know what? Maybe there’s no point in any of this, but I’d rather die than just stand by while people suffer & die...
Maybe we can help, maybe we can save some people...
Maybe they won’t live long after the fact...
But hey, no one ever said the right way was the easiest...
But damn it to hell if I going to take my last stand anywhere...
It’s gonna be here...
Because where I stand... is where I fall... so now ask yourself...
What will you die for? Have you thought about that? ...
Have you given it any consideration?”
❤
There were only three of us left. Out of the hundreds of thousands of people that could have survived, it was us three. We all had to wonder why as we stared across the broken remains of buildings. Suddenly the moon broke through the clouds, blinding us momentarily. But it wasn't annoying. On the contrary, it was mesmerizing. It was hope for a new day. And so we began walking. We don't know where we were going to go, it was more like we would follow that light and see where it would take us.
This one is right we survived and that’s all that matter now we can’t just stand here morning our lose we must unite and help those who would need it and * raises fist in air* and rebuild our life’s
Well... looks like we did it.
We actually fudging did it.
Speeches are meant to convey sentimentality. Whether that be a beam of hope that causes an influx reaction to the audience at hand, a reigning nationalistic stance upon an issue or a lament of the various regrets that have surfaced us, speeches have served just that.
We can all comprehend the fact that speeches were built within the hivemind of society - a construct to 'rally the troops' and 'proceed to withhole upon that small glimpse of hope'.
Nowadays, we don't needs speeches for that medium. We have music - auditory stimuli which inspires and makes us pursue our dreams.
As I look up eyes dried
For everytime I lied
Denied and cried
For me hope has already died..
In fearful day, in raging night,
With strong hearts full, our souls ignite,
When all seems lost in the War of Light,
Look to the stars-- For hope burns bright! -The oath of the Blue Lantern Corp of Hope.
in a place so dark that you can't even see forms and colors,two men are walking ,searching for something different in this darkness , maybe a little bit of hope in the dark world but they are searching for a so long time... their feet hurt so much they can barely stay up. One of them stop walking and ask to his friend "how can you keep going forward ?" the other say with a smile "look at the ray of light over there"
ps: sorry for my spelling mistake english is not my mother language :)
The city was torn, the sky was torn. The lights were shadows, the blocks were ships. No one would stand up, no one would sacrifice themselves. But a light tore through the clouds. It shined brighter and brighter. Comment below if you want to know what happened after.
+ToriRain A voice spoke from the sky and said: "People of Earth, do not give up. Believe and I will help you". Except it wasn't a voice from the sky, it was Mike from accounting and he was drunk as fuck. The End.
all humans we have been in peace for decades to make sure it stays make a TH-cam peace tertiary so governments we matter to
If only it was a anime series.
ITS... ANIMATEDDDDD!!!!!
Light of hope - in this year it is in Berlin. Berlin invites Europe - we await you!
For freedom, for peace, for the World!
Let us be a light of hope!
-Y todos se miraron entre sí. El portón estaba ya, por fin, delante de ellos. Tras días de lucha interminable sobre un suelo resbaladizo por la sangre y sudor derramados por sus enemigos y aliados y entre los gritos y alaridos confundiéndose entre choques de aceros. Pero finalmente, pese a todo, ahí estaban: ante la puerta que conducía a su libertad.
Kerad alza las manos para empujarla con su brutal fuerza. Y pese a la vocecita que en los pasados días había crecido en el interior de cada uno de los guerreros, diciéndoles que ninguno volvería con vida, la puerta es abierta por el hombre que los ha mantenido unidos en la despiadada batalla que acaba de terminar. La luz del sol alcanza sus ojos por primera vez tras días sumergidos en la penumbra apenas iluminada por unas pocas antorchas a lo largo del amplio pasillo, que antes parecía intermimable. Cuando sus ojos se acostumbran el verde del valle junto con los vivos colores de la primavera arrancan unas lágrimas de sus ojos.
"Se ha terminado." piensan todos al unísono mientras vuelven a mirarae y sonreír mientras las lágrimas siguen cayendo. Cruzan el dintel y tras jornadas aspirando el hedor a muerto el aure puro llena sus pulmones como el agua fresca sacia al sediento.
Pero entonces, unos pasos a sus espaldas interrumpen su silenciosa celebración y nubla el brillante futuro que todos empezaban a vislumbrar. Kerad se da la vuelta de inmediato y entre las sombras que sobreviven entre la tenue luz de las antorchas vislumbra la última opción que esperaba encontrar, lo último que querría tener a sus espaldas otra vez, acechándolo a él y a sus camaradas incluso tras haber sido atravesado por el acero de todos ellos. Kerad, sin estar seguro de por qué sonríe esta vez, entra de nuevo en el pasadizo y cierra el portón detrás de él, dejando a sus camaradas al otro lado, con los ojos abiertos como platos y sin poder mover un solo músculo.
"Parece ser que no todos volveremos a casa, hermanos." piensa Kerad para sus adentros mientras desenfunda la gran hacha de guerra de sus espalda, aún con una sonrisa dibujada en sus labios, una sonrisa que no desaparecerá hasta su último aliento.-
Mario D. Rossy
stay together team
How many most epic music ever you have?
👨🚀❤️👩🚀👌✌️ Dankeschön
Does anyone know a way I can have my desktop background animated like this?
I would LOVE to have a this (or a similar) picture with moving effects on top to be my background. Anyone? Please? x.x
Rainmeter, nuff said. Would require a decent ammount of work though.
Sydonai11 I have used Rainmeter, and edited things myself so it wasn't just a download pre-made theme and slap it on case, but Iv'e never done anything to do with animated icons e.t.c.
If that's the only way though, I'll have to look into tutorials for it...
***** try deviant art
Ben Ackerman How would that help me? Yes, I could find a picture with a similar effect, which in effect, is just a GIF.
The problem is how to put that as your background.
***** now im sad :C
i am like music epic
Well i'm tired of all your "epic" stories on every video, so that's mine
"-Yaa oni chan...
-Nani?
-Ya-yamete, yamete kudasaiiiiii!"
lmao
im lost? -_-
Weeaboo...
Warriorcat666
yeah, how dare other ppl like other cultures
like for the nice backgroung
Seems like Distant Sky
圖畫上的3個人很像流浪神差的角色
its creative Communs?
only 8 haters
10, +Scythe animations
No 25
يا الله
🙏😶💛
God sent his son to die on the cross for all your sins so we can be saved.Jesus christ is the light of hope
lol
The hope can be interpreted depending in the way that we believe , like Jesus, or something different in which you feel hope
🤣🤣🤣...the same can be said for many Gods and Goddesses of Past & Present...
As a Special Agent who has extraordinary powers and is untouchable, i'ts my duty to rescue the ones we loved from Evil Abominations. I can't stand Evil and how it did to pure and innocent friends. Me and my friends really cared about The Bands from Soundworld, The CPUS from Gamindustri, the Sailor Scouts, and the Powerpuffs (original and Z) and we never want them to be tortured by the Evil beings. They liked what my friends and I said about that and started shedding tears of joy from their eyes. You should also know how I feel when you also cared about the ones we loved too. Don't you agree with that?
*it's jeSUS*
what's up with the poems or whatever people are putting in the comments lmao wtf
may the light of hope come to us one day,
to guide us into the light of our dreams and help us survive this nightmare.