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Date of upload: Jan 22, 2023 ^^
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This is one of my favorite lofi playlist in one. Not only because, yes it is quite comforting and has bittersweet vibe to it. But the idea, that despite the character told us that he might be the last person on earth. He didn't gave up and even hope that one day he will be rescued. It's just like our life right now, despite the hardships and problems we faced in life. We still moved forward, because we all have dreams on our own and we wanted to achieve it someday or another. So dream big, and don't give up. Because one day, you'll finally get the dream you always wanted to have in life.
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Little bit of flash fiction for you to all enjoy.
"So, these all rolled on their wheels? How didn't they just fly off and crash into everything?" A young child asked, hopping on the seat and peering out the glassless windows to the forested street below.
"Men who were better at math than I figured out how fast they could go without flying off." An older man said, sighing contentedly as he sat on one of the open seats across from the child. Grasses, moss, and weeds alike all grew out of the upholstery, which was luckily dry. It was usually wet after rain, but it hadn't done that in a few days.
"Did you ever ride one of these?" The boy, all of seven, asked as he hopped across to sit next to his grandfather.
"Oh, once or twice. But you don't care about that." He said to the boy. The boy nodded.
"Yup, sounds boring." The boy said as he kicked his feet on the bench. The grandfather raised an eyebrow. The old man mentally counted to four before the boy said.
"I was kidding grandpa! Tell me! Again please." The boy said as he leaned back and closed his eyes. He always did this whenever his grandpa told him stories.
"I'd ride these to work every day. People did jobs, like you and I hunt, fish, and farm. We'd ride these trains to our jobs, because some of them were far away. The train would rock gently, side to side, clicking as it changed tracks. A voice would come out of the train telling people where it was stopping and people would leave and get on. Lots of people. Lots and Lots." The grandpa said, not sure how to describe crowds of hundreds and thousands to a boy who'd never met more than a dozen people in his whole life.
"I'd sit on a seat, like this. And I'd read. Or listen to music on a machine that played music, contained books, and did a lot of other stuff. And then I'd get off at work or home. Not our home now, but my old home. Before you or your mom and dad were even around." The old man said.
"Do you miss it?" The boy asked. He had opened his eyes and looked at his grandfather. The man nodded his head.
"Some of it. There's some things I enjoyed you might never get to know. But, there's a lot I had to endure that you'll never have to now. But what I do know is I love you, your mom and dad, and our family more." He said as he stood up with a groan. He readjusted the large pack on his back, bits and bobs deemed essential to survival poking out. He extended a hand and took the boys in his own as they trekked off home. A real home.
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(I guess I made a pov for this and i personally, don't know if i should continue this or even make it a story to say the least. Enjoy reading,)
I looked around and sat on the grass on the cliff while I sway my legs front and back in a pattern as I look up at the sky in silence, having nothing to say since none but myself would have heard it. With nothing to do, I stayed. Letting myself recall memories of the past about the days everything was still alright, hell, I thought everything would be alright..
..Yet here I am. Sitting on the grass alone, I thought I'd have done everything. I thought my life was complete. Turns out it isn't,
"Well, nothing else i can do about it," I thought to myself and looked up at the sky, a wave of nostalgia and tranquility sets in as i felt the calm, cold yet warmly welcoming breeze go by me.
There's no point to try extending my days, as I accept this fate with open arms. There wasn't much of a reason to hold on after all, we have to go at some point. Some of which won't get to have the chance to say goodbye, some will have. But it's fine. All that matters is that they've lived their lives. And so have I. I suppose.
But I shouldn't really be thinking too much anymore. Should I? Time flew much quicker as the sun now was starting to descend into the Horizon in the distance to set in order for the beauty the moon rise. It's a shame I won't be able to be there to witness it this time, it's most likely a full moon tonight. It'd be quite the view to see in this spot. By this time, I would have stood up and make my way to return home. But that was when I had something to return home to. There was now nothing. Just me and myself alone today, then a memory i treasure greatly comes to mind, oh. How I miss the sounds of genuine Laughter as the jokes were said and we all struggled to breathe from how much we laughed. Maybe if I had done something, maybe I would have had more memories to treasure about them, to remember here on this day alone. But I can't go back now to make more memories, or to even try to relive them and feel the same happiness.. No, Satisfaction i felt back on those days. I have made choices I am unsure I regret but I am thankful for. I hold onto these very greatly..
Ah.. There I go again thinking too much. Thoughts do not halt though as the memories I cherish continue to replay in my head as I now hum to myself,
Thinking to my self, Humming a familiar melody but can't grasp where I remember where I first heard such, Even Relaxing in peace and Tranquility.. I don't mind if, this is the last thing I'll be doing. everything was great anyway. No point to start seek for change, the things I did are nothing to change but to be accepted by myself that I have done them. All there is to do is to Wait.
But wait for what? To be vanquished from this world? What happens after? Why am i worrying. I should keep my head high and look ahead from me, there was nothing to worry, I will wait for the Void to consume me and allow me to rest. The Voices of the distant Forest as wind passes through each leaf and letting it have motion while some leaves drop to the ground. Just like the Days where we went Places as our time drops lower. Feeling the darkness each and every day, many mysteries left to unravel. So many things to do yet so little time as they all say, when all it took was motivation and determination to do it properly and have time for it all, to be able to have Self Discovery on so many things, But..
..My thoughts no longer bother, that was the last time. I now recall my held close memories in silence as I now look down to watch the sun set into the sea across the Cliff I sit on.
It was truly a sight, I pick up a flower for the last time, look into its beauty and leaned forward from the cliff and hold the flower over the drop into the sea as the waves peacefully raised and dropped against it. I then let my grip soften as the flower slips through and descends slowly down to the water, swaying from left to right every now and then by the direction of the calming wind. I look away from such flower to watch the sun continue to set into the horizon of the sea which illuminated a beautiful pattern of shine from its waves. Oh how wonderful it was.
Now it was over.. there was nothing left but the beauty and tranquility.
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I am currently writing a dystopian book, that tells about a bunch of people who survived the natural disasters and are living in a year 2462. This playlist hits so perfectly! Thank you for the amazing work, this music really helps me during my writing sessions, especially when I start to struggle. Much love!
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Reminder to everyone to take some breaks and stay hydrated.
You are doing well.❤️ Here is a quick prayer for your comfort:
God, thank you for this gift of music and the artists that make it. Bless everyone listening in their work/rest. Grant them peace and relief of stress. Comfort them through the highs and lows. In Jesus's name, I pray. Amen
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@thebootlegboy
1 year ago
Tried something different with this one. Ever since I watched Alice in Borderland I’ve been obsessed with overgrown and apocalyptic scenes. Should I make this a new series? Lmk 💜 Listen on Spotify - spoti.fi/3E7qZnj
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