I call myself Ghosty because my whole life no one ever saw me and all they saw was who they wanted me to be. So I became that, all while deep down inside I was a Ghost inside watching my life pass by and never truly in it. I’m finally sitting in the reality.
As a ghost myself, I'll tell you that this Is kinda quiet, no one bothering you, but at the same time it's very lonely. No one see me, I see everyone. I really appreciate this playlist btw, thank you sm♡
i love you i love your smile i love your laugh i love your personality i love your hair (or lack thereof) i love your insecurities i love your accomplishments i love your failures i love your eyes i love your beauty i love your handwriting (or the way you communicate) i love the way you dance i love you on your happy days i love you on your sad days i love you on the days you feel lonely i love you on the days you feel helpless i love you on the days you feel like no one cares i love you on the days you feel forgotten i love you on the days you feel unmotivated i love you on the days you feel loved i love you on the days you feel sick i love you on the days you feel motivated i love you on the days you feel depressed i love you on the days you feel stresses i love you on the days you feel crazy i love you on the days you feel hopeful i love you on the days you feel cuddly i love you on the days you feel clingy i love you on the days you feel amazing i love you on the days you feel beautiful i love you on the days you feel like a failure i love you on the days you feel angry i love you on the days you feel aggressive i love you on the days you feel horrible i love you on the days you feel safe i love you on the days you feel unsafe i love you on the days you feel vulnerable i love you on the days you feel weird i love you on the days you feel ok i love you when you're healthy i love how you sing (or hum or feel the music) i love your taste in music i love your taste in movies i love your taste in tv shows i love the way you move i love the way you act i love you when you cry i love you when you're kind i love you when you're mean i love you when you're alone i love you when you can't feel i love you when you feel too much i love you when you can't take life anymore i love you when you feel like it's too much i love you when you're asleep i love you when you have nightmares i love you when you have dreams i love how you believe i love you when you believe in yourself i love you when you don't believe in yourself i love you when you hate yourself i love you when you love yourself i love the way you think i love you problems i love your solutions i love how you support i love you when you're in pain i love you when you're hurt i love your promises i love your secrets i love your attitude i love you sass i love your creativity i love your voice (or lack thereof) i love you hand gestures i love your stories i love your wounds i love your scars i love your face i love your past i love your future i love your present i love your outfits i love your style i love your art i love your honesty i love you when you lie i love you when you're tired i love you when you're energetic i love how you look i love how you cook i love you when you're adventurous i love you when you're scared i love your imperfections i love your perfections i love you when you worry i love you when you talk (or communicate) i love your opinions i love you when you have a headache i love you when you have a stomach ache i love you when you help others i love you when you need help i love you when you're mature i love you when you're immature i love you in the hard times i love you in the easy times i love you when life is meh i love you when you're responsible i love you when you're irresponsible i love you when you fight i love you in your darkest moments i love you in your brightest moments i love your heart i love you in the day i love you in the night i love you at midnight i love you at 3 am i love you at all times i love you at your best i love you at your worst i love the little things you do i love all of you i love you when you're you i love 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
I feel like a ghost in my own life, watching it from afar. This playlist is comforting because it matches the current state of my mind. The familiarity I needed.
I used to be a ghost when I was younger wandering the playground as if I was the only one. Only a few people saw my light, now a lot more notice my light. One day someone might notice yours and always remember to love yourself
Pov: You wake up, and nothing feels very real nor like a dream, you walk around in a very familiar place, and you start seeing things, it's your best memories, you don't understand anything, until you realize you're dead, you keep walking around and watching all of that lovely memories, until you get to an end, you can't really see anything, and you finally find peace. This is kinda short but i thought it goes well with the playlist
Thanks, this mixes really help me to calm down and write my stories. Perfect vibe for what I'm writing/plotting: a man falling in love with a gentle ghost in an old, decrepit mansion.
Mr or Mrs Lost Sounds, thanks for these dreamscape/memory tunes. When I'm truly needing to relax your channel provides a musical journey with whatever story I choose. This music creates new memories from old ones. Top shelf stuff, cheers for giving me the opportunity to be part of it.
SC from the Ghostly Gossip here! Today we find a playlist that truly captures the essence of being essence. Such ethereal sounds for ethereal beings. This lovely music encapsulates the feeling of the calm after the storm, and, while it can get a little lonely being invisible, just know that you also have your fellow friendly ghosts here to pick you back up! Remember that it’s good to take a break from your daily (and nightly) hauntings every now and then. Relax, have some fun with other spirits, or come on down to the Nether town and let you underworldly desires take reign for the day! Get some boos, shop at the local boo-tiques, or walk through our town’s ceme-tree park! The fun is endless in the afterlife! Fright-days are half off between 12 a.m. and 3 a.m. so stop on by! This has been SC from the Ghostly Gossip. Tune in next week to find out about our new great deals! Happy hauntings!!
Just opened my TH-cam for my “Sleepy time vibes” because my sleep schedule is terrible and I’m just now going to bed at 7-8 am and I see this gem at the top of my list ready to be listened to and drift away into sleep 😌 posted 7 mins ago for me haha thank you for all you do
I've spent much of my 'life' being dead. I've wandered through the hollow rabble of humanity, I've gone to the darkest realms of the soul as well as a few forays into the happier states of existence. I've spent countless hours staring up at the night sky that looked back at me with the same blank expression, always asking the universe, "Why?'
Another mix? YES !!!!!! I am so happy right now. I have been listening to "going nowhere" everyday on repeat, all day and night, since you released it the other day. Now I will do the same with this mix 😊. Thank you so much. I can't explain how much I love and need all these ambient mixes in my life. So grateful. Peace and love. 🙏💙
Спасибо большое за такие вайбовые плейлисты.Это те самые песни которые перемещают тебя в другое время и место.Я ощущаю, что иду утром по пустому городу погружённая в свои мысли или гуляю вечером по лесу думая о том, как жестока жизнь.В любом случае у каждого свои ассоциации с этими треками,но скажу одно,что порой я ощущаю жизнь по другому,вот правда навеевает атмосфера необъяснимая.Многие не поймут меня,пока сами не ощутят этого.......
Well, I wrote a poem about how it is to be a ghost. Being a ghost is easy and hard You can go to a city, or to a yard. People don't notice you, they pass you by And no one will bat at you their eye. You wander alone, alone forever And watch on street those people having fun togheter. Your eyes see world's true beauty, but no one sees yours, But thats okay, sometimes nobody knows. Ghosts, are dead people, maybe stabbed with knife, But what is this life to be ghost alive? 😢
Ghostly withdrawal I feel your endless silence forests of tears I wash in the waters of forgotten years Cold chills blanket me in the bathtub of loss Tossed heart strings Nothing makes sense Words they feel fractured and bent Inside this messy heart Grief you fill my boat with heaviness I feel to sink in the sleeeplessness Hold my sunken heart Revive my broken parts I call out to you tonight
To go back to those moments and cherished them As if it were your last Even though they were your last I can’t help it but wonder , “What if”.. What if I didn’t go with them? What if I stayed with those two friends? What if I never took his steps? What if…. You can’t just keep repeating the same thing over and over , It already happened , And you can’t change the fact That you went and did it.. What for? Not sure , We were all up in the moment , We didn’t think twice , Or probably we did, But just told our self nothing would happen, But we got to the point where we asked ourselves “What if”.. It’s now your future self problem , Which is now.
i can only think of ghosts like little Beetlejuice-style gremlins who's theme tune is bonetrousle or this. easily one of my favourite playlists that i can zone out to without worrying about lyrics. I have alot of sensory issues and rain gets boring after a while; this playlist really helps me unwind after a stressful day without making me uncomfortable. 10/10, would reccomemnd (ignore spelling i have big hands and small keyboard)
I had a dream about a year or two back where I quite literally reached the point of being a ghost. I'll give a quick runover of what my dream was about, though I honestly can't remember some (most likely key) details: I, along with around 39 other people we all trapped in a seemingly never-ending, completely white building that had stages, of which all has life-threatening challenges. You had to complete the challenge of the day, and at the end platform there was always a door leading to an empty room where, once everyone else was either killed off or reached the end, you'd be served the requirements like food and water and left to sleep, then the cycle would repeat. I apparently died during the night a night in the empty room and didn't even realize it until a friend group I forged had pointed out my corpse, along with everyone else. Being dead and actually processing that you're officially a ghost is a very weird feeling. It's not even a mix of anything like sadness and anger at what had killed you, but it's just a weird process of "huh, I guess I'm actually dead now. This is it. This is very weird". There is also a feeling of dread that includes sadness after the realization and end of processing your death and eternal ghost state. The dread that you had a future. If you're young like me, you still had to graduate and get into a relationship with someone. And, well, actually do something with your life. Except this isn't like most people tend to describe, or at least in my case it was different. It was the realization that, considering I never saw "the light" that people tend to talk about or really any escape to the true afterlife you may believe in, I was stuck as a wandering spirit in wherever this dream was based in. I would have to travel and watch the people I fought through challenges alongside of and encouraged possibly die the same way I did. I would have to watch whatever or whoever was running the entire thing die and leave the building to crumble and possibly expose the outside world I never got to see. I would have to watch the earth as we know it literally come to an end in a few billion years. I know that dying or having an out-of-body experience may be completely different from what I experienced and am describing in a random TH-cam comment section, but the dread I felt just really hit me the wrong way. It wasn't full sadness, it wasn't even worth a tear. Instead, it was a weird feeling of chaotic peace at last and an odd sense of blank emptiness with barely any mourning. It's still hard to describe even now, after having remembered and thought over this dream multiple times, but I really don't want others having to experience this. I know that I may seem dramatic and what I described isn't too bad compared to what others, who have literally died and been brought back to life, have described, but the weird dread I felt along with a flood of other odd emotions simply felt *inhuman*. Also, I forgot to add this before, but in my dream, for some reason my body seemed to be a blur and streaked out. Maybe it's because of the limits of my imagination and the "laws of dreams" that people tend to talk about, like how there is never an actual working clock in a dream, but that also freaked me out. I didn't feel like I was even looking at my body, instead rather a failed attempt at someone trying to recreate what they had in mind for a humanoid figure. Not only did it creep me the hell out to see what was possibly my own corpse, aside from the blur and streak I mentioned earlier, but it also felt as if me dying took a sense of my overall personality and humanity away. Y'know when a book says something along the lines of "I felt a piece of me die" or "I felt as if I was losing myself"? Well, oddly enough, that's the only way I can convey what I felt. I genuinely felt like I was losing a part of me. Not just my genuine physical body but also an important part of my soul that I couldn't afford to continue without. Now, my mother's heart stopped and she was pronounced dead for maybe 10 minutes or so. While my father brought me and my brother to visit her in the hospital, of course the question of "What did you see?" and "What did it feel like?" came up. She described it somewhat like this: "I didn't see anything. It was like I was in a black void, but I also felt like I wasn't. I felt like I was just nowhere and everywhere at the same time. I couldn't even feel anything either. It was like I didn't have a body and was just a floating pair of eyes. I felt, and this may sound dumb, but someone near me. It was honestly scary but at the same time calming. I felt like every time I felt this person get closer, I was feeling more at ease. I can't really describe it, but think of an almost unimaginable and eternal sense of peace." I would also like to add on for my mother's sake that she does not follow any religion. She never saw anything that resembled a lifeform and her heart stopped while she was visiting my grandmother, her own mother, coincidently in the same hospital. This all plays into what you may believe the afterlife is. Considering I believe that people are usually turned to wandering spirits when they die and sometimes find what some may refer to as "the light" or the "way to heaven", my dream was probably widely based around that. I have no idea what you, the person reading this believes, but this is my experience from my feelings and opinions. Sorry for typing so much, and have a good day.
wow, you really know a way with words, as a person who cant explain anything to a person let alone a 5 year old. this was calming to read, that experience must be interesting. i had a weird dream where i died but after that, my ''life'' was somewhat normal, but i was in a deep depression. this didnt even make sense lol
What I yearn for the most in terms of the concept of a life after death is information. Knowledge. Not just about the hereafter, but about Creation in general? Why does the universe exist? Why does life exist? Why are both the way that they are? If you exist as a spirot for eternity, then how do you pass that time? What's the point in doing all that in the first place? What does the afterlife look like? What happens to my lost loved ones? These are the things I want to know above everything else. There's no way I hell that i am playing some sick game to prove my 'worth' to a 'higher' being, and I don't give a damn what the rules are!!!! I speak to eternity, and I demand an answer
Pov: you've become a ghost to your family, house, and school...And they pretend to know you, it's worth a chuckle of how wrong they all are about you..
And this shall be what is known as the soundtrack to the deep, dark, eternal abyss of what is my life, in every way, shape and form. The ongoing void of each and every day. Does it ever end?
The Quiet Echoes I woke up in a haze, the familiar warmth of sunlight filtering through the curtains. As I stretched, the world around me felt both intimate and distant, as if I were peering through a foggy window. I stood up and stepped into my living room, the scent of freshly brewed coffee lingering in the air. It was strange; everything was exactly as I remembered, yet I felt untethered, as if I were floating just above the ground. I wandered through the rooms, each step stirring echoes of laughter and conversations that hung in the air like whispers. In the kitchen, I could almost see myself from a distance, preparing breakfast with my partner, the sound of their voice filling the space with warmth. But the scene shimmered, and I couldn’t quite grasp it. I reached out, but my fingers passed through the warmth of the memory like smoke. Confusion bubbled within me. Was I dreaming? I ventured outside, the sun shining brightly, illuminating my backyard where I had spent countless afternoons with friends. I could hear the faint sound of laughter, a group of us playing games, the joy of those moments infusing the air. I felt a deep ache in my chest, a longing for the weight of those experiences that felt just out of reach. As I continued my journey, the landscape shifted, becoming a tapestry of memories woven into the fabric of my home. I passed by the old oak tree where I had carved my initials with my best friend, our promises of forever etched into its bark. I could almost hear the rustle of leaves as if they were sharing secrets from a time long past. But something was wrong. I noticed that the world around me flickered, moments flashing like old film reels. I walked through my childhood room, the walls adorned with fading posters of bands I had adored. I could feel the pulse of my younger self, the dreams and aspirations that filled those walls. But there was an emptiness now, a sense of something lost. The realization hit me like a cold wave: I was no longer part of this world. I was a ghost, a quiet echo of who I once was. I could interact with these memories, but I was tethered to the past, unable to move forward. Panic surged through me. I didn’t want to be trapped in this liminal space, forever reliving moments of joy intertwined with grief. I wandered through the streets, observing life around me. I saw my family, gathering for holidays, sharing meals and laughter. I felt their love, but it was tinged with sorrow. They were living, while I was not. I wanted to reach out, to comfort them, to let them know I was still here in spirit, but my attempts to make contact only sent ripples through the air, unanswered and unacknowledged. With each step, I found myself drawn to a serene spot near a pond, the water reflecting the sky like a mirror. I sat on a bench, observing the world around me, the vibrant colors and the sounds of life blending into a symphony. Here, I began to understand the essence of my existence as a ghost. It was not merely about haunting memories, but rather about witnessing the beauty of life, even from a distance. As time stretched and distorted, I became more attuned to the emotions that swirled around me. I realized that my presence didn’t have to be a burden; I could be a guardian of these memories, a silent watcher of love and joy. I could still feel, still care, even if I could no longer participate. The end of this journey wasn’t about disappearing but rather embracing the role I had been given. I would remain in this space, a quiet echo of the past, forever watching over the moments that mattered most. I closed my eyes, allowing peace to wash over me, understanding that I was still a part of the tapestry of life-woven into every cherished memory, a gentle reminder of love that would never fade. Chat GPT
I'm a ghost, i feel disapeard in front of people. But i love being a ghost, it always give me chill, no one's bothering me. I'm tired, i need to rest(I.P). This world is really painfull to me. No happines.
I found this playlist and thought isn’t being a ghost some what a cloud so quite peaceful but alone sad as a cloud I rain on people and ruin their day or make their day amazing as a ghost I can be at peace but also scare people but on another hand some were looking for it an trying to be scared win win to loneliness but at last happiness
If you don't take long time 😞 after avoiding the light z and bio escaping their fence to create your own world in other universe of them, you will get stuck in this realm😮
I see the thing is you all say your ghosts. But unlike me your alive. Your not really a ghost unless your actually invisible, and not to mention no one has visited my grave. What friends they are. All I can say is live your life and not like I lived mine
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Listen on Spotify - spoti.fi/3l0BFgw 💙
Did you start adding time stamps?
Only ghosts can appreciate another ghost's art. Thank you 👍
Who is ghost in your opinion???
I’m a ghost
@Timur Nasyrov It's normal... It happens to everyone. But don't stay too long, otherwise you'll become a ghost... Best Regards
I call myself Ghosty because my whole life no one ever saw me and all they saw was who they wanted me to be. So I became that, all while deep down inside I was a Ghost inside watching my life pass by and never truly in it. I’m finally sitting in the reality.
As a ghost myself, I'll tell you that this Is kinda quiet, no one bothering you, but at the same time it's very lonely.
No one see me, I see everyone.
I really appreciate this playlist btw, thank you sm♡
make me one like you
Well, I must one too then 'cause I was able to read your comment.. 🤔 or maybe it's just a feeling
Im a cuttlefish!
What does btw means?
@@Mr.Lisandro by the way* :)
i love you
i love your smile
i love your laugh
i love your personality
i love your hair (or lack thereof)
i love your insecurities
i love your accomplishments
i love your failures
i love your eyes
i love your beauty
i love your handwriting (or the way you communicate)
i love the way you dance
i love you on your happy days
i love you on your sad days
i love you on the days you feel lonely
i love you on the days you feel helpless
i love you on the days you feel like no one cares
i love you on the days you feel forgotten
i love you on the days you feel unmotivated
i love you on the days you feel loved
i love you on the days you feel sick
i love you on the days you feel motivated
i love you on the days you feel depressed
i love you on the days you feel stresses
i love you on the days you feel crazy
i love you on the days you feel hopeful
i love you on the days you feel cuddly
i love you on the days you feel clingy
i love you on the days you feel amazing
i love you on the days you feel beautiful
i love you on the days you feel like a failure
i love you on the days you feel angry
i love you on the days you feel aggressive
i love you on the days you feel horrible
i love you on the days you feel safe
i love you on the days you feel unsafe
i love you on the days you feel vulnerable
i love you on the days you feel weird
i love you on the days you feel ok
i love you when you're healthy
i love how you sing (or hum or feel the music)
i love your taste in music
i love your taste in movies
i love your taste in tv shows
i love the way you move
i love the way you act
i love you when you cry
i love you when you're kind
i love you when you're mean
i love you when you're alone
i love you when you can't feel
i love you when you feel too much
i love you when you can't take life anymore
i love you when you feel like it's too much
i love you when you're asleep
i love you when you have nightmares
i love you when you have dreams
i love how you believe
i love you when you believe in yourself
i love you when you don't believe in yourself
i love you when you hate yourself
i love you when you love yourself
i love the way you think
i love you problems
i love your solutions
i love how you support
i love you when you're in pain
i love you when you're hurt
i love your promises
i love your secrets
i love your attitude
i love you sass
i love your creativity
i love your voice (or lack thereof)
i love you hand gestures
i love your stories
i love your wounds
i love your scars
i love your face
i love your past
i love your future
i love your present
i love your outfits
i love your style
i love your art
i love your honesty
i love you when you lie
i love you when you're tired
i love you when you're energetic
i love how you look
i love how you cook
i love you when you're adventurous
i love you when you're scared
i love your imperfections
i love your perfections
i love you when you worry
i love you when you talk (or communicate)
i love your opinions
i love you when you have a headache
i love you when you have a stomach ache
i love you when you help others
i love you when you need help
i love you when you're mature
i love you when you're immature
i love you in the hard times
i love you in the easy times
i love you when life is meh
i love you when you're responsible
i love you when you're irresponsible
i love you when you fight
i love you in your darkest moments
i love you in your brightest moments
i love your heart
i love you in the day
i love you in the night
i love you at midnight
i love you at 3 am
i love you at all times
i love you at your best
i love you at your worst
i love the little things you do
i love all of you
i love you when you're you
i love 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
im a hopeless romantic who likes the guy who goes in my school bus but is of another school.
This is beautiful.
I love you too 🥹
❤❤❤
i love you.
As a ghost, this playlist goes hard.
Nah, you're alive
I feel like a ghost in my own life, watching it from afar. This playlist is comforting because it matches the current state of my mind. The familiarity I needed.
I used to be a ghost when I was younger wandering the playground as if I was the only one. Only a few people saw my light, now a lot more notice my light. One day someone might notice yours and always remember to love yourself
Pov: You wake up, and nothing feels very real nor like a dream, you walk around in a very familiar place, and you start seeing things, it's your best memories, you don't understand anything, until you realize you're dead, you keep walking around and watching all of that lovely memories, until you get to an end, you can't really see anything, and you finally find peace.
This is kinda short but i thought it goes well with the playlist
That’s so pretty 🥺❤
Thanks, this mixes really help me to calm down and write my stories. Perfect vibe for what I'm writing/plotting: a man falling in love with a gentle ghost in an old, decrepit mansion.
Вау🤩 где можно прочитать твою историю?
Mr or Mrs Lost Sounds, thanks for these dreamscape/memory tunes. When I'm truly needing to relax your channel provides a musical journey with whatever story I choose. This music creates new memories from old ones. Top shelf stuff, cheers for giving me the opportunity to be part of it.
thankyou for being here 💙
SC from the Ghostly Gossip here! Today we find a playlist that truly captures the essence of being essence. Such ethereal sounds for ethereal beings. This lovely music encapsulates the feeling of the calm after the storm, and, while it can get a little lonely being invisible, just know that you also have your fellow friendly ghosts here to pick you back up! Remember that it’s good to take a break from your daily (and nightly) hauntings every now and then. Relax, have some fun with other spirits, or come on down to the Nether town and let you underworldly desires take reign for the day! Get some boos, shop at the local boo-tiques, or walk through our town’s ceme-tree park! The fun is endless in the afterlife! Fright-days are half off between 12 a.m. and 3 a.m. so stop on by! This has been SC from the Ghostly Gossip. Tune in next week to find out about our new great deals! Happy hauntings!!
Just opened my TH-cam for my “Sleepy time vibes” because my sleep schedule is terrible and I’m just now going to bed at 7-8 am and I see this gem at the top of my list ready to be listened to and drift away into sleep 😌 posted 7 mins ago for me haha thank you for all you do
@Danny Dolan agreed. It be like that sometimes lol. I’ll fix it one day! Maybe…
I'm a random stranger that was just passing by and I can’t help but ask - have you fixed your sleep schedule yet? :D @@BeaTzFr0mWiThin
It is now midnight where I am and between the hours of now and 5am, is when I feel this type of vibe. Peaceful..
I've spent much of my 'life' being dead. I've wandered through the hollow rabble of humanity, I've gone to the darkest realms of the soul as well as a few forays into the happier states of existence. I've spent countless hours staring up at the night sky that looked back at me with the same blank expression, always asking the universe, "Why?'
I know exactly what you mean I am in the same place also,and I have also ask the universe why many times,but so far no reply....maybe someday....😮
Really gives “I’m 14 and this is deep”
Ghost is my first middle and last name. Love this music, very relaxing.
This is oddly comforting
Listening to this playlist late at night looking up at the ceiling is just a new level of peace and tranquility. I needed this
as a ghost i can confirm we feel like this
so funny
Another mix? YES !!!!!! I am so happy right now. I have been listening to "going nowhere" everyday on repeat, all day and night, since you released it the other day. Now I will do the same with this mix 😊. Thank you so much. I can't explain how much I love and need all these ambient mixes in my life. So grateful. Peace and love. 🙏💙
just hearing these sounds of music can do great healing
Спасибо большое за такие вайбовые плейлисты.Это те самые песни которые перемещают тебя в другое время и место.Я ощущаю, что иду утром по пустому городу погружённая в свои мысли или гуляю вечером по лесу думая о том, как жестока жизнь.В любом случае у каждого свои ассоциации с этими треками,но скажу одно,что порой я ощущаю жизнь по другому,вот правда навеевает атмосфера необъяснимая.Многие не поймут меня,пока сами не ощутят этого.......
They put flowers on my grave for show, and walked away.
this helps me to get my feelings back. i didn't realize i shut everything down
Well, I wrote a poem about how it is to be a ghost.
Being a ghost is easy and hard
You can go to a city, or to a yard.
People don't notice you, they pass you by
And no one will bat at you their eye.
You wander alone, alone forever
And watch on street those people having fun togheter.
Your eyes see world's true beauty, but no one sees yours,
But thats okay, sometimes nobody knows.
Ghosts, are dead people, maybe stabbed with knife,
But what is this life to be ghost alive?
😢
Honestly this poem is so deep yet so understandable.
In my own life it feels like I'm trapped in a bubble.
@@Gcmerci awh, come give me a hug dearie
As a ghost myself, I approve
Same
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This playlist makes me feel as if I’m a ghost watching over spirits in the forest
So calm.... I love it 🤍
this song makes my day so calm and sad
the only way I can describe this is the feeling you get when you get a hug from the person you love the most when you're in a time of sadness.
Ghostly withdrawal I feel your endless silence
forests of tears
I wash in the waters of forgotten years
Cold chills blanket me in the bathtub of loss
Tossed heart strings
Nothing makes sense
Words they feel fractured and bent
Inside this messy heart
Grief you fill my boat with heaviness I feel to sink in the sleeeplessness
Hold my sunken heart
Revive my broken parts
I call out to you tonight
теперь это мой любимый плейлист
I just have to say thank you, You make a difference.
💙
To go back to those moments and cherished them
As if it were your last
Even though they were your last
I can’t help it but wonder ,
“What if”..
What if I didn’t go with them?
What if I stayed with those two friends?
What if I never took his steps?
What if….
You can’t just keep repeating the same thing over and over ,
It already happened ,
And you can’t change the fact
That you went and did it..
What for?
Not sure ,
We were all up in the moment ,
We didn’t think twice ,
Or probably we did,
But just told our self nothing would happen,
But we got to the point where we asked ourselves
“What if”..
It’s now your future self problem ,
Which is now.
Am I a ghost? This feels too much like me. Thank you for this beautiful playlist!
i can only think of ghosts like little Beetlejuice-style gremlins who's theme tune is bonetrousle or this. easily one of my favourite playlists that i can zone out to without worrying about lyrics. I have alot of sensory issues and rain gets boring after a while; this playlist really helps me unwind after a stressful day without making me uncomfortable. 10/10, would reccomemnd
(ignore spelling i have big hands and small keyboard)
I had a dream about a year or two back where I quite literally reached the point of being a ghost. I'll give a quick runover of what my dream was about, though I honestly can't remember some (most likely key) details:
I, along with around 39 other people we all trapped in a seemingly never-ending, completely white building that had stages, of which all has life-threatening challenges.
You had to complete the challenge of the day, and at the end platform there was always a door leading to an empty room where, once everyone else was either killed off or reached the end, you'd be served the requirements like food and water and left to sleep, then the cycle would repeat.
I apparently died during the night a night in the empty room and didn't even realize it until a friend group I forged had pointed out my corpse, along with everyone else.
Being dead and actually processing that you're officially a ghost is a very weird feeling. It's not even a mix of anything like sadness and anger at what had killed you, but it's just a weird process of "huh, I guess I'm actually dead now. This is it. This is very weird".
There is also a feeling of dread that includes sadness after the realization and end of processing your death and eternal ghost state. The dread that you had a future. If you're young like me, you still had to graduate and get into a relationship with someone. And, well, actually do something with your life. Except this isn't like most people tend to describe, or at least in my case it was different. It was the realization that, considering I never saw "the light" that people tend to talk about or really any escape to the true afterlife you may believe in, I was stuck as a wandering spirit in wherever this dream was based in. I would have to travel and watch the people I fought through challenges alongside of and encouraged possibly die the same way I did. I would have to watch whatever or whoever was running the entire thing die and leave the building to crumble and possibly expose the outside world I never got to see. I would have to watch the earth as we know it literally come to an end in a few billion years.
I know that dying or having an out-of-body experience may be completely different from what I experienced and am describing in a random TH-cam comment section, but the dread I felt just really hit me the wrong way. It wasn't full sadness, it wasn't even worth a tear. Instead, it was a weird feeling of chaotic peace at last and an odd sense of blank emptiness with barely any mourning. It's still hard to describe even now, after having remembered and thought over this dream multiple times, but I really don't want others having to experience this. I know that I may seem dramatic and what I described isn't too bad compared to what others, who have literally died and been brought back to life, have described, but the weird dread I felt along with a flood of other odd emotions simply felt *inhuman*.
Also, I forgot to add this before, but in my dream, for some reason my body seemed to be a blur and streaked out. Maybe it's because of the limits of my imagination and the "laws of dreams" that people tend to talk about, like how there is never an actual working clock in a dream, but that also freaked me out. I didn't feel like I was even looking at my body, instead rather a failed attempt at someone trying to recreate what they had in mind for a humanoid figure. Not only did it creep me the hell out to see what was possibly my own corpse, aside from the blur and streak I mentioned earlier, but it also felt as if me dying took a sense of my overall personality and humanity away. Y'know when a book says something along the lines of "I felt a piece of me die" or "I felt as if I was losing myself"? Well, oddly enough, that's the only way I can convey what I felt. I genuinely felt like I was losing a part of me. Not just my genuine physical body but also an important part of my soul that I couldn't afford to continue without.
Now, my mother's heart stopped and she was pronounced dead for maybe 10 minutes or so. While my father brought me and my brother to visit her in the hospital, of course the question of "What did you see?" and "What did it feel like?" came up. She described it somewhat like this:
"I didn't see anything. It was like I was in a black void, but I also felt like I wasn't. I felt like I was just nowhere and everywhere at the same time. I couldn't even feel anything either. It was like I didn't have a body and was just a floating pair of eyes. I felt, and this may sound dumb, but someone near me. It was honestly scary but at the same time calming. I felt like every time I felt this person get closer, I was feeling more at ease. I can't really describe it, but think of an almost unimaginable and eternal sense of peace."
I would also like to add on for my mother's sake that she does not follow any religion. She never saw anything that resembled a lifeform and her heart stopped while she was visiting my grandmother, her own mother, coincidently in the same hospital.
This all plays into what you may believe the afterlife is. Considering I believe that people are usually turned to wandering spirits when they die and sometimes find what some may refer to as "the light" or the "way to heaven", my dream was probably widely based around that. I have no idea what you, the person reading this believes, but this is my experience from my feelings and opinions. Sorry for typing so much, and have a good day.
wow, you really know a way with words, as a person who cant explain anything to a person let alone a 5 year old. this was calming to read, that experience must be interesting. i had a weird dream where i died but after that, my ''life'' was somewhat normal, but i was in a deep depression. this didnt even make sense lol
What I yearn for the most in terms of the concept of a life after death is information. Knowledge. Not just about the hereafter, but about Creation in general? Why does the universe exist? Why does life exist? Why are both the way that they are? If you exist as a spirot for eternity, then how do you pass that time? What's the point in doing all that in the first place? What does the afterlife look like? What happens to my lost loved ones?
These are the things I want to know above everything else. There's no way I hell that i am playing some sick game to prove my 'worth' to a 'higher' being, and I don't give a damn what the rules are!!!!
I speak to eternity, and I demand an answer
As a ghost, I can say this is how it feels when nobody sees you.
Thank's for the support🙏
If we have to thank something about this meaningful mismatch songs is what we keep us alive.
I love this playlist so much
If only I could tell him how much he means to me and how much I love him and need him and appreciate him without fucking everything up..
I love this playlist
This makes me not be afraid of death !
To be honest, thank u 4 exist, your remix tunes are the best representation of every single moment
Thanks ! 🤍
its so wonderful playlist and wonderful music what you made for us! thanks!!!!
Pov: you've become a ghost to your family, house, and school...And they pretend to know you, it's worth a chuckle of how wrong they all are about you..
Thx for the awsome playlist dude =)
This suits me perfectly as a Ghostwriter
And this shall be what is known as the soundtrack to the deep, dark, eternal abyss of what is my life, in every way, shape and form. The ongoing void of each and every day. Does it ever end?
It gives the loneliness life ♠️🖤
A playlist for me :D
Yea!!
Beautiful...
very cool playlsit
The Quiet Echoes
I woke up in a haze, the familiar warmth of sunlight filtering through the curtains. As I stretched, the world around me felt both intimate and distant, as if I were peering through a foggy window. I stood up and stepped into my living room, the scent of freshly brewed coffee lingering in the air. It was strange; everything was exactly as I remembered, yet I felt untethered, as if I were floating just above the ground.
I wandered through the rooms, each step stirring echoes of laughter and conversations that hung in the air like whispers. In the kitchen, I could almost see myself from a distance, preparing breakfast with my partner, the sound of their voice filling the space with warmth. But the scene shimmered, and I couldn’t quite grasp it. I reached out, but my fingers passed through the warmth of the memory like smoke.
Confusion bubbled within me. Was I dreaming? I ventured outside, the sun shining brightly, illuminating my backyard where I had spent countless afternoons with friends. I could hear the faint sound of laughter, a group of us playing games, the joy of those moments infusing the air. I felt a deep ache in my chest, a longing for the weight of those experiences that felt just out of reach.
As I continued my journey, the landscape shifted, becoming a tapestry of memories woven into the fabric of my home. I passed by the old oak tree where I had carved my initials with my best friend, our promises of forever etched into its bark. I could almost hear the rustle of leaves as if they were sharing secrets from a time long past.
But something was wrong. I noticed that the world around me flickered, moments flashing like old film reels. I walked through my childhood room, the walls adorned with fading posters of bands I had adored. I could feel the pulse of my younger self, the dreams and aspirations that filled those walls. But there was an emptiness now, a sense of something lost.
The realization hit me like a cold wave: I was no longer part of this world. I was a ghost, a quiet echo of who I once was. I could interact with these memories, but I was tethered to the past, unable to move forward. Panic surged through me. I didn’t want to be trapped in this liminal space, forever reliving moments of joy intertwined with grief.
I wandered through the streets, observing life around me. I saw my family, gathering for holidays, sharing meals and laughter. I felt their love, but it was tinged with sorrow. They were living, while I was not. I wanted to reach out, to comfort them, to let them know I was still here in spirit, but my attempts to make contact only sent ripples through the air, unanswered and unacknowledged.
With each step, I found myself drawn to a serene spot near a pond, the water reflecting the sky like a mirror. I sat on a bench, observing the world around me, the vibrant colors and the sounds of life blending into a symphony. Here, I began to understand the essence of my existence as a ghost. It was not merely about haunting memories, but rather about witnessing the beauty of life, even from a distance.
As time stretched and distorted, I became more attuned to the emotions that swirled around me. I realized that my presence didn’t have to be a burden; I could be a guardian of these memories, a silent watcher of love and joy. I could still feel, still care, even if I could no longer participate.
The end of this journey wasn’t about disappearing but rather embracing the role I had been given. I would remain in this space, a quiet echo of the past, forever watching over the moments that mattered most. I closed my eyes, allowing peace to wash over me, understanding that I was still a part of the tapestry of life-woven into every cherished memory, a gentle reminder of love that would never fade.
Chat GPT
I for real thought this was Taking Back Sunday 😅
very beautiful music
Drowsy with such music feel like a jolt of oxytocin
Bruh the title feels like a parody but the songs are something else 🤣
👻
Thank you
That is a spooky looking ghost.😄
I'm a ghost, i feel disapeard in front of people. But i love being a ghost, it always give me chill, no one's bothering me. I'm tired, i need to rest(I.P). This world is really painfull to me. No happines.
I found this playlist and thought isn’t being a ghost some what a cloud so quite peaceful but alone sad as a cloud I rain on people and ruin their day or make their day amazing as a ghost I can be at peace but also scare people but on another hand some were looking for it an trying to be scared win win to loneliness but at last happiness
folded my clothes+ listening to this 🤜🤛
The ultimate playlist for procrastinators like me
as a ghost, i can confirm, i listen to this playlist
Approved 👍
Tfw you see old eyes in the mirror looking back at you attached to a young mans face.
i want to be a ghost so i can hear this at all times.
I wanna be alone like that ghost, for a while
i found hope’s with in me
I miss the past
You ok?
@@themangle-laggle .sorry, I don't know
At this point, telling me how it feels to be a ghost is painfully redundant. I know all to well.
As a ghost myself I can say with sincerity, this is what it feels like ..... 👻💯💭🤍🕯🪟
💔تعبت
If you don't take long time 😞 after avoiding the light z and bio escaping their fence to create your own world in other universe of them, you will get stuck in this realm😮
I’ve been looking for a playlist for months with a certain sound that I couldn’t quite put my finger on….. I’ve found it! This is it! 🤍
Michelle brought me here! ❤
ayeeeee 🙏🏼
Sitting here at my job just trying to make it three the day
I can't remember my original name. no one know my name.
Як називається стиль таких фотографій? Вони такі комфортні.. І цей плейлист теж. ♡🩹
I can’t imagine what it feels like to be a ghost but I honestly thought they weren’t real bc I have never seen one
People talk infront of you and don't include you in the conversation or talk about you infront of you but pretend they are not.
Nice
Louder now
Oqilaa
Anta fiy qolbi🥺🫰🏻
yeaa she lost her feelings to me
If you fall, you're not a ghost? Ghost doesn't fall.
Ghost are just people who are in spectator mode 🌎
Ah yes, back here because I'm feeling severely lonely and just.. like a ghost
I see the thing is you all say your ghosts. But unlike me your alive. Your not really a ghost unless your actually invisible, and not to mention no one has visited my grave. What friends they are. All I can say is live your life and not like I lived mine
A life with no love
this comment section passes the vibe test
Electronic ghosts haunt piles of meat, full of sinew, bones, and life itself.
Golly
Can I get a link for that pic?
Is this visual/image from a ghost story (2017)
Ahhhr jeg troede I kørte meget bil😂😂😂
My tears richochate by taylor swift would have been perfect in this playlist
Ghost Rider Here Reporting For Duty
I find it funny theres a guy just in a bad ghost costume standing there.
All I see are trees.