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@Lao_tzu5789

2 weeks ago

Sometimes I feel like this knight. I think. I feel tired of waering the armor of my life (it's too heavy) and this big heavy helmet(mask) which doing with me someone who im not. I Just feel this crisis this worthlessness of our life. And in this moments I need a rest I need to contemplate with nature and with myself. This is the best cure.

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@darkstranger777

2 weeks ago

I'm also thinking the knight is already dead he died sitting there a long time ago. Looking so peaceful

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@tobiasv5581

2 weeks ago

I saw this and felt a bit inspired, so I written a very little story and I wanted to put it here. English isnt my native languaje so sorry for any mistake -- Look daddy, it's a knight over there. -- Where princess? -- There! in the woods And there it was, a knight, in not a shiny armor, but a dirty and ancient one. Birds arround were singing. The sound of a river could be heard nearby. -- Looks like he is resting -- Can we go rest with him dad? -- We can ask him if he is okey with it The child then ran towards the resting dirty knight, screaming excited -- Hey! can we rest with you? But there were no response from the knight. He kept still. A chumpkin appeared then, climbing through some vines that were holding the quiet knight. -- Why he doens't answer? -- asked the little girl -- Oh dear, now I see. -- What? what do you see? -- There is no knight darling, just an empty armor. The girl sitted in front of the metal piece. Now being nearer, the dad saw it was beautifully crafted. -- Where the knight go? Why he left his armor? -- I don't know child. Maybe he is on an adventure where he doesn't need it -- the dad answered, recognizing the armor that he left there so many years ago.

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@lequangquocvu

1 week ago

I really lost in the wood.... In my brain, in my mind...

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@catedoge3206

1 day ago

i can relate to the tired brotha in the video.

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@thegrunch6448

2 days ago

Very pleasant piano melody. Gives the whole composition a touch of melancholy

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@normalguy5208

1 week ago

In the heart of the whispering woods, A lone knight rests upon his steed. Armor dulled, spirit weary, In the silence, his heart does bleed. A quest once noble, now forlorn, Echoes of battles, scars unseen. His sword, a weight upon his soul, His dreams shattered, his spirit keen. For one hour, he sits in sorrow, Under the canopy of ancient trees. Lost in thoughts of loves and losses, Haunted by memories, ghosts that tease. The sun sets, casting shadows long, As twilight weaves its somber cloak. The knight, a silhouette against the dark, In solitude, his heart bespoke. His eyes, a mirror of the stars, Reflect the pain he cannot voice. In the stillness of the forest deep, He mourns the dreams he had no choice. Alone, he bears his heavy burden, In the realm of shadows, he finds solace. For one hour, he sits in silence, A broken knight, in a world so callous.

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@abysmal7000

1 month ago

love these, combination of the music and art compliment each other so well

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@FatherFigure3

1 week ago

On a real level, after a hard journey and scratches from lifeโ€™s variations of weaponry, youโ€™ll find a spot to regroup and youโ€™ll become enlightened. Pain leads you back to innocence.

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@sashaa5475

2 weeks ago

you gained a follower, those birds sings are beautiful !

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@morkeherrer2024

4 days ago

Ah! the beautiful ones running away across the harvested fields, with their manes in the wind! The beautiful days of April, when the wind crossed the green grass in waves, and the mares neighed in the pastures; the beautiful summer noons, when the whitish countryside was silent under the dark sky, and the crickets crackled among the clods, as if the stubble were on fire! Giovanni Verga, from "Jeli the sheperd", 1881

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@Tonito600

1 week ago

I feel like Iโ€™m experiencing life behind glass, just observing and not living.

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@Sandiiske

1 week ago

Just wanted to come to him and sit beside him and say, tell me about your journey

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@PsychokoreUndergroundRap

1 month ago

Peaceful ๐Ÿ‚๐ŸŒฒ๐Ÿฟ

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@deimosson

4 days ago

masterpiece...

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@shouting_in_a_vacuum

2 weeks ago

The title immediately made me think of the song from Frozen II.

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@kinofedaisi

4 weeks ago

and a gold brown haired beauty comes from trees... meh just a dream.

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@Cyberch2

2 weeks ago

Ok to take a rest ๐Ÿ˜Š

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@tomato7628

1 month ago

It's calming

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@Lili-Benovent

2 days ago

THE LOST AND BESOTTED โ€“ Lili Full moon tonight, would you like to play? Come with me to the woods tonight Weโ€™ll take a drop of the Witches brew soaked in Mandrake root. Oh yes The marsh and bog wonโ€™t slow us down, the moon will show the meadow bright Youโ€™ll lay with me on the wet dew grass, the Spirits all will bless The love will flow like a torrent fast, the coupling goes on for ages Weโ€™ll last all night, through the laughter joy, until the morning light. โ€“ Youโ€™ll become besotted, deep in love, but Iโ€™ve stolen your true Spirit It was nothing but a night of love and now I own your soul Thereโ€™ll be many more Iโ€™ll take along, theyโ€™ll all become my slaves Theyโ€™ll procure the sweet young flesh, the blood to fill our bowl And when the number counts to ten, the first three all will die Iโ€™ll take three more to the meadow deep, slaves we will control. โ€“ They canโ€™t resist the lure of sex and then we share our blood Oh pretty please my handsome man you donโ€™t know whatโ€™s in store The Coven takes, the Coven gives, and you will give your life Hypnosis deep and potions strong, Succumb to Satanโ€™s whore Chained far in the forest now confusion fills your mind Go steal the young when we demand, this is the Sabbats lore. โ€“ And when weโ€™ve finished with your soul youโ€™ll sink into the mire Replaced with others young and strong who cry to do our bidding Thereโ€™s forests deep all through the land and secrets very dire People lost might wander through, lost forever or just hidden Weโ€™ll keep them lost till Sabbats time and then theyโ€™ll join our throng The wine the Blood, the Water, Life. Be lost or come, belong. Blessed be.

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