Unfortunately, 11:48 to 12:11 had to be silenced because it's been flagged as copyright for another song, even though it's my own creation! But nonetheless, I hope you enjoy this moody ambient track. If you would like to make a donation, you can buy a 'Super Thanks' on TH-cam or donate here: ko-fi.com/joemathewscomposer Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/5Le98BpFcBbNMoDgIsjUKb Bandcamp: joemathews.bandcamp.com All support is appreciated! Thank you. This music and video is copyrighted.
Sad to see, how content thieves steal as much as they want, but fair content creators get punished for nothing. Also, music is really inspiring, if i will make profit from the game it is inspiring me for, i will probably donate some money. Don't have much now though. Edited: I changed my mind, i made a little donation now and will make a bigger later, if i will be able to.
i actually stayed in a place like this once. we had "survival weekends" back when the cub and boy scouts were hardcore and taught us everything. We went out in western illinois into places that looked JUST like this. we had to find out how to look for shelter, make stuff, and be prepared. there were groups of us. 3 groups, with a pack leader that was an adult scout master. 6 kids to a group. so 7 total. 3 pairs of kids. two to a "team". always have a buddy. rule 1. the scout master was there to help when we needed it and be the lookout. I remember we were out in the middle of nowhere in between dixon and rochelle illinois by old barns and shacks. we had to venture out and get firewood, patch any holes in the roof before it snowed or got windy, and made sure our feet and hands stayed warm at all times! tip. if your feet and toes are cold in your boots and you have the fire going? do not keep your boots on. the cold air circulates in the boot and gets trapped, and the heat from the fire cannot reach your skin / blood. take off your boots and warm those tootsies up! that's one of the FIRST things we learned. ALWAYS take great care of your feet above all else. those weekends and years in the scouts were some of the best moments of my life. i learned sooo much
"its been... months, i think. the screams have stopped, the gunshots receded, and the occasional banging on the door is all but a distant memory. i dont remember what the outside world looked like. but i do know this, sometimes, i almost feel like things would have been better if i didnt find this place, and had perished along with everyone else. because whenever i look at my dwindling stockpiles, and remember i'll have to go out there eventually... i dont want to think about it. there's already enough of a stench building up in here from the rotting bodies on top of the ventilation system. i'm so afraid. though there is a certain calmness that knowing no one could be possibly out there brings. terrifying, yet strangely calming. thankfully i'm used to the loneliness of it all already, before the bombs had even dropped."
(Cont from the last shelter during nuclear apocalypse videos i didn't want to tack onto my story there) The shaking begins as soon as we were out of the winds path. Violent, uncontrollable shivering, as we untense and our bodies try to make up for lost energy, spent to distract us from our situation. My brain gets fuzzy here, and the partner who so carefully guided us in here fades from my view. The darkness of the walls, our protector from the howling winds and the veil of the whiteout we've emerged from, worsens the vignette around my exhausted eyes. I continue breathing, the only constant i can focus on now. One of these walls serves a support to us, and we gently allow ourselves the respite we had been staving off in that storm. Collapsed against it, I slide over to my partner, unsure if he's awake or not, but knowing that this exchange will in some way dilute our suffering. I feel him breathing, and it speeds up to counter my agonized breaths. Im sure he's more conscious than i at this point, I'm not even sure if it's his breathing I feel or mine. I'd expect the shaking to subside whenever this blizzard does, but seeing as it's been a constant rage for roughly the entire time since the disaster, I dont expect that to be soon. And so we continue. Breath by breath.
Feels like the future ahead of us under an autocracy that wants everyone to fail and feel abandoned. Wish there was a sanctuary to make a move to. This country just abandoned itself to oligarchs
There is already this place you are looking for. Hope you will find it. The door to heavens realm has opened 2000 years ago because one man sacrified himself to made it possible. Seek and find!
A dark corrupted world but there is light my friend I do not wish to come off as preachy but seek and you will find instilling hopelessness in you is the goal of the enemy don’t let them win cause in they end they will fall seek Christ dear one
If I had to choose how I would die it would probably be freezing to death apparently towards the end all of you’re blood flows back into youre feet and hands and you feel warm as you slowly start to fade to sleep, the way it’s always described sounds so comforting to me. I wouldn’t want to die in my sleep or die of old age. I wanna know I’m dying and wasting away my last days in a hospital bed sounds depressing and awful, I want to be filled with relief as my blood warms me back up as I begin to fade…
The last of the food supplies & a large cask of rum are in the bunker cupboard. It's just too cold & desolate. I'm leaving hope this note reaches you safely....
(Please note- this comment is a fictional story) I remember the day before we all went to war....the world was so full of hope and everyone was putting aside their differences. Then it happened. The bombs fell. Wiped out everything. This wasn't just your run of the mill explosives- these were nukes with other combined elements in the worst way. One wiped out everything that I ever knew. The stadium where I saw my favorite baseball team play, the planetaruim, the museum of natural history, city hall...it was all just gone. It was a shadow of the remnants of the worst kind of nightmare brought to life. Call it an act of God or something else. Skyscrapers...a shell of their former selves. We don't know who even did it- was it us? Or was it them? We will never know. In the aftermath of this nightmarish hell- one thing was the foremost certain. Death was upon us and the scent of it was everywhere. I haven't seen anyone's dead bodies- but maybe there was nothing left to find. All I found while I was walking were skeletons and I couldn't even tell you who they belonged to. It was just ash all over. As a famous historian once said- the fourth world war that we face out of this hellish aftermath would be fought with sticks and stones. The third one wiped us out. They were right. I wish I had time travel. Go back to before this nightmare even began and show the people who never learned- this is what happens when we don't come together for the greater good. My wife's car would barely start- she was lucky to even get it going. Once we got it started- we started driving around. What we had seen- was unlike anything that anyone would want to see . The epiphany of the fall of mankind. My wife and I found others and we found a bunker that is safe- that is where we will spend the night. So many questions. Not enough answers. At this point- I don't know what the future holds- but I can tell you this- steps should have been taken to avoid this. Were there not enough warnings? We'll never know. We don't even know who is still left.
Unfortunately, 11:48 to 12:11 had to be silenced because it's been flagged as copyright for another song, even though it's my own creation! But nonetheless, I hope you enjoy this moody ambient track.
If you would like to make a donation, you can buy a 'Super Thanks' on TH-cam or donate here:
ko-fi.com/joemathewscomposer
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/5Le98BpFcBbNMoDgIsjUKb
Bandcamp: joemathews.bandcamp.com
All support is appreciated! Thank you.
This music and video is copyrighted.
at the silence moment, cant we do anything?
Insane that you can get copyright flagged from your own creation. WTF
Have you contacted TH-cam about it? Maybe request a manual action.
Sad to see, how content thieves steal as much as they want, but fair content creators get punished for nothing. Also, music is really inspiring, if i will make profit from the game it is inspiring me for, i will probably donate some money. Don't have much now though.
Edited: I changed my mind, i made a little donation now and will make a bigger later, if i will be able to.
@@n0-nononame Thank you! Its much appreciated.
Ambient music makes me feel connected to something infinite.
i actually stayed in a place like this once. we had "survival weekends" back when the cub and boy scouts were hardcore and taught us everything. We went out in western illinois into places that looked JUST like this. we had to find out how to look for shelter, make stuff, and be prepared. there were groups of us. 3 groups, with a pack leader that was an adult scout master. 6 kids to a group. so 7 total. 3 pairs of kids. two to a "team". always have a buddy. rule 1. the scout master was there to help when we needed it and be the lookout. I remember we were out in the middle of nowhere in between dixon and rochelle illinois by old barns and shacks. we had to venture out and get firewood, patch any holes in the roof before it snowed or got windy, and made sure our feet and hands stayed warm at all times! tip. if your feet and toes are cold in your boots and you have the fire going? do not keep your boots on. the cold air circulates in the boot and gets trapped, and the heat from the fire cannot reach your skin / blood. take off your boots and warm those tootsies up! that's one of the FIRST things we learned. ALWAYS take great care of your feet above all else.
those weekends and years in the scouts were some of the best moments of my life. i learned sooo much
Could you make a video about your story? I find that those who have been in survival situations always have the best stories to tell!
God this is the childhood I wanted to have
"its been... months, i think. the screams have stopped, the gunshots receded, and the occasional banging on the door is all but a distant memory. i dont remember what the outside world looked like. but i do know this, sometimes, i almost feel like things would have been better if i didnt find this place, and had perished along with everyone else. because whenever i look at my dwindling stockpiles, and remember i'll have to go out there eventually... i dont want to think about it. there's already enough of a stench building up in here from the rotting bodies on top of the ventilation system. i'm so afraid. though there is a certain calmness that knowing no one could be possibly out there brings. terrifying, yet strangely calming. thankfully i'm used to the loneliness of it all already, before the bombs had even dropped."
This Is a song all on its own .the sons of the light shaill preaval dont worry the darkness Is temporary theres theres allways light 😮😮😮
Well, as long as we're all here, does anyone want some old, watery coffee?🌨☕🔥🌨
Fill'er up buddy, i have a can of beans with only some surface rust on it if you want.
@@theycamein 🏚🌨😬
Brrr, you got any kerosene for the fire? I'm running low on furniture.
@ Got some used oil from an old bulldozer we can use as long as we can find some rags to soak it in and light.
@@theycamein and that's left to do is wait out this storm. ❄😬☕🏚❄
🎶...Monday...bread and butter...🎶
@@MsCassidy23 Ah, storm, my favourite weather.
this post-apocalyptic music goes great while playing the zero sievert Christmas event
This is really good dude. Keep it up!
Simply lovely
(Cont from the last shelter during nuclear apocalypse videos i didn't want to tack onto my story there)
The shaking begins as soon as we were out of the winds path. Violent, uncontrollable shivering, as we untense and our bodies try to make up for lost energy, spent to distract us from our situation. My brain gets fuzzy here, and the partner who so carefully guided us in here fades from my view. The darkness of the walls, our protector from the howling winds and the veil of the whiteout we've emerged from, worsens the vignette around my exhausted eyes. I continue breathing, the only constant i can focus on now.
One of these walls serves a support to us, and we gently allow ourselves the respite we had been staving off in that storm. Collapsed against it, I slide over to my partner, unsure if he's awake or not, but knowing that this exchange will in some way dilute our suffering. I feel him breathing, and it speeds up to counter my agonized breaths. Im sure he's more conscious than i at this point, I'm not even sure if it's his breathing I feel or mine.
I'd expect the shaking to subside whenever this blizzard does, but seeing as it's been a constant rage for roughly the entire time since the disaster, I dont expect that to be soon.
And so we continue. Breath by breath.
Feels like the future ahead of us under an autocracy that wants everyone to fail and feel abandoned. Wish there was a sanctuary to make a move to. This country just abandoned itself to oligarchs
The future is bright here. Just have to work for it
That maybe but it's times like this I feel even more motivated to keep fighting.
There is already this place you are looking for. Hope you will find it. The door to heavens realm has opened 2000 years ago because one man sacrified himself to made it possible. Seek and find!
A dark corrupted world but there is light my friend I do not wish to come off as preachy but seek and you will find instilling hopelessness in you is the goal of the enemy don’t let them win cause in they end they will fall seek Christ dear one
Maranatha. ❤️🎚️⌛️. Titus 2:13.
If I had to choose how I would die it would probably be freezing to death apparently towards the end all of you’re blood flows back into youre feet and hands and you feel warm as you slowly start to fade to sleep, the way it’s always described sounds so comforting to me. I wouldn’t want to die in my sleep or die of old age. I wanna know I’m dying and wasting away my last days in a hospital bed sounds depressing and awful, I want to be filled with relief as my blood warms me back up as I begin to fade…
The last of the food supplies & a large cask of rum are in the bunker cupboard. It's just too cold & desolate. I'm leaving hope this note reaches you safely....
(Please note- this comment is a fictional story)
I remember the day before we all went to war....the world was so full of hope and everyone was putting aside their differences. Then it happened. The bombs fell. Wiped out everything. This wasn't just your run of the mill explosives- these were nukes with other combined elements in the worst way. One wiped out everything that I ever knew. The stadium where I saw my favorite baseball team play, the planetaruim, the museum of natural history, city hall...it was all just gone. It was a shadow of the remnants of the worst kind of nightmare brought to life. Call it an act of God or something else. Skyscrapers...a shell of their former selves. We don't know who even did it- was it us? Or was it them? We will never know. In the aftermath of this nightmarish hell- one thing was the foremost certain. Death was upon us and the scent of it was everywhere. I haven't seen anyone's dead bodies- but maybe there was nothing left to find. All I found while I was walking were skeletons and I couldn't even tell you who they belonged to. It was just ash all over. As a famous historian once said- the fourth world war that we face out of this hellish aftermath would be fought with sticks and stones. The third one wiped us out. They were right. I wish I had time travel. Go back to before this nightmare even began and show the people who never learned- this is what happens when we don't come together for the greater good. My wife's car would barely start- she was lucky to even get it going. Once we got it started- we started driving around. What we had seen- was unlike anything that anyone would want to see . The epiphany of the fall of mankind. My wife and I found others and we found a bunker that is safe- that is where we will spend the night. So many questions. Not enough answers. At this point- I don't know what the future holds- but I can tell you this- steps should have been taken to avoid this. Were there not enough warnings? We'll never know. We don't even know who is still left.
one day we will get it in real....
that’s for sure. but maybe ist hast to be to stop the destructive robots.
Joe, I waiting for yours new music)
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it best ambient for wendigo!
Yes, weddings!
Vladimir Putín: The world of my dreams 😈
Putin doesnt want it. Biden wants