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'Ça Va' long form Music Video featuring Marc Devigne & Charlie David from Shadowlands - Duration: 6:49.- We talked about this.
I'm tired.
I need this to stop.
- No.
- [The Sprite Prince Whose Really Not Small At All]
It's no way for us to live, huh?
(sighs)
- I love you
with all my soul.
You know that, right?
(record static)
("Ca va" by Marc Devigne)
All is well
The light is here this morning
Even though
The storm was strong.
All is well
Rest your hands on me
In the distance
The horizon is now calm
I can see
The stars shimmering in your tears
They ignite me
We'll waltz together near the dock
Lit by the dawn
Softy
Ever so slowly
All is well
Our legs have entwined
To melt away
The pain from our past
All is well
I feel your heart wanting to beat again
Come forward
I beg you move forward
And if we went to the end you and I
If we followed through to the end you and I
you and I
And if we held each other tighter
We could learn to embrace our faults
We'd fall in love even harder
Again and again
I can see
The stars shimmering in your tears
They ignite me
We'll waltz together near the dock
Lit by the dawn
Softly
Ever so slowly
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Minecraft End Poem! (Music, Narrator and Gameplay) - Duration: 11:16.I see the Player you mean
Playername
Yes, take care
It has reached a higher level now.
It can read our thoughts.
That doesn't matter. It thinks you are part of the game.
I like this player. It played well.
It did not give up.
It is reading our thoughts as though they were words on a screen.
That it how it chosses to imagine many things,
when it is deep in the dream of a game?
Words make a wonderful interface. Very flexible.
And less terrifying and staring at the reality behind the screen.
They used to hear voices.
Before players could read.
Back in the days when those who did not play called the players witches, and warlocks.
And players dreamed they flew through the air, on sticks powered by demons.
What did this player dream?
This player dreamed of sunlight and trees.
Of fire and water.
It dreamed it created. And it dreamed it destroyed.
It dreamed it hunted, and was hunted.
It dreamed of shelter.
Hah, the original interface. A million years old, and it still works.
But what true structure did this player create, in the reality behind the screen?
It worked, with a million others, to sculpt a true world in a fold of the [scrambled],
and created a [scrambled] for [scrambled], in the [scrambled].
It cannot read that thought.
No. It has not yet achieved the highest level.
That, it must achieve in the long dream of life,
not the short dream of a game.
Does it know that we love it? That the universe is kind?
Sometimes, through the noise of its thoughts, it hears the universe, yes.
But there are times it is sad, in the long dream. It creates worlds that have no summer, and it shivers under a black sun, and it takes its sad creation for reality.
To cure it of sorrow would destroy it.
The sorrow is part of its own private task.
We cannot interfere.
Sometimes when they are deep in dreams, I want to tell them, they are building true worlds in reality.
Sometimes I want to tell them of their importance to the universe.
Sometimes, when they have not made a true connection in a while, I want to help them to speak the word they fear.
It reads our thoughts.
Sometimes I do not care. Sometimes I wish to tell them, this world you take for truth is merely [scrambled] and [scrambled],
I wish to tell them that they are [scrambled] in the [scrambled].
They see so little of reality, in their long dream.
And yet they play the game.
But it would be so easy to tell them...
Too strong for this dream. To tell them how to live is to prevent them living.
I will not tell the player how to live.
The player is growing restless.
I will tell the player a story.
But not the truth.
No. A story that contains the truth safely, in a cage of words.
Not the naked thruth that can burn over any distance.
Give it a body, again.
Yes. Player...
Use its name.
Playername. Player of games.
Good.
Take a breath, now.
Take another.
Feel air in your lungs. Let your limbs return. Yes, move your fingers. Have a body again, under gravity, in air.
Respawn in the long dream.
There you are
Your body touching the universe again at every point,
As though you were seperate things.
As though we were seperate things.
Who are we?
Once we were called the spirit of the mountain. Father sun, mother moon.
Ancestral spirits, animal spirits. Jinn. Ghosts. The green man.
Then gods, demons. Angels. Poltergeists. Aliens, extraterrestrials. Leptons, quarks.
The words change.
We do not change.
We are the universe. We are everything you think isn't you.
You are looking at us now, through your skin and your eyes.
And why does the universe touch your skin, and throw light on you?
To see you, Player.
To know you. And to be known.
I shall tell you a story.
Once upon a time, there was a player.
The player was you, Playername.
Sometimes it thought itself human, on the thin crust of a spinning globe of molten rock.
The ball of molten rock circled a ball of blazing gas that was three hundred and thirty thousand times more massive than it.
They were so far apart that light took eight minutes to cross the gap.
The light was information from a star, and it could burn your skin from a hundred and fifty million kilometers away.
Sometimes the player dreamed it was a miner, on the surface of a world that was flat, and infinite.
The sun was a square of white. The days were short;
there was much to do; and death was a temporary inconvenience.
Sometimes the player dreamed it was lost in a story.
Sometimes the player dreamed it was other things, in other places.
Sometimes these dreams were disturbing. Sometimes very beautiful indeed.
Sometimes the player woke from one dream into another, then woke from that into a third.
Sometimes the player dreamed it watched words on a screen.
Let's go back.
The atoms of the player were scattered in the grass, in the rivers, in the air, in the ground.
A woman gathered the atoms; she drank and ate and inhaled; and the woman assembled the player, in her body.
And the player awoke, from the warm, dark world of its mother's body,
into the long dream.
And the player was a new story, never told before, written in letters of DNA.
And the player was a new program, never run before, generated by a sourcecode a billion years old.
And the player was a new human, never alive before, made from nothing but milk and love.
You are the player. The story. The program. The human.
Made from nothing but milk and love.
Let's go further back.
The seven billion billion billion atoms of the player's body were created, long before this game,
in the heart of a star.
So the player, too, is information from a star. And the player moves through a story, which is a forest of information planted by a man called Julian,
on a flat, infinite world created by a man called Markus,
that exists inside a small, private world created by the player, who inhabits a universe created by...
Shush.
Sometimes the player created a small, private world that was soft and warm and simple.
Sometimes hard, and cold, and complicated.
Sometimes it built a model of the universe in its head;
Flecks of energy moving through vast empty spaces.
Sometimes it called those flecks «electrons» and «protons».
Sometimes it called them «planets» and «stars».
Sometimes it believed it was in a universe that was made of energy that was made of offs and ons;
zeros and ones; lines of code.
Sometimes it believed it was playing a game.
Sometimes it believed it was reading words on a screen.
You are the player, reading words...
Shush...
Sometimes the player read lines of code on a screen. Decoded them into words;
Decoded words into meaning; decoded meaning into feelings, emotions, theories, ideas,
and the player started to breathe faster and deeper and realised it was alive,
it was alive, those thousand deaths had not been real, the player was alive
You. You. You are alive.
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the sunlight that came through the shuffling leaves of the summer trees
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the light that fell from the crisp night sky of winter,
where a fleck of light in the corner of the player's eye might be a star a million times as massive as the sun,
boiling its planets to plasma in order to be visible for a moment to the player,
walking home at the far side of the universe, suddenly smelling food, almost at the familiar door, about to dream again
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the zeros and ones, through the electricity of the world,
through the scrolling words on a screen at the end of a dream
and the universe said I love you
and the universe said you have played the game well
and the universe said everything you need is within you
and the universe said you are stronger than you know
and the universe said you are the daylight
and the universe said you are the night
and the universe said the darkness you fight is within you
and the universe said the light you seek is within you
and the universe said you are not alone
and the universe said you are not separate from every other thing
and the universe said you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code
and the universe said I love you because you are love.
And the game was over and the player woke up from the dream.
And the player began a new dream. And the player dreamed again, dreamed better.
And the player was the universe. And the player was love.
You are the player.
Wake up.
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Finger Slap - Satvik ft. Sarvesh and Aadarsh | Music Video by Sushanth and Sathya - Duration: 4:46.Space, I need some time.
I'm strangled with no air to breathe.
Oh this place where I'm to mime.
Every move that I make indeed.
Blind, I can no more see.
I don't wanna be trapped in these walls.
I try to climb above this tree.
And keep trying to get off these claws.
Do I keep fighting?
When I see them killing.
My spirit is breaking.
Please don't kill me now.
I'm tired of believing
There can be an ending.
Please don't don't don't kill me now.
As I'm finger slapping my bass,
I feel them swearing at my face.
"Stop thinking and believing
That you can solve the maze.
Don't set your future ablaze.
Stop living those days.
It's time to go under the shed to make your daily bread"
Days passing by.
My dreams are shattering down.
I am now chained to this chair.
By this life I am now bound.
Thrust upon my chest.
Choked by this endless task.
Where I'm to preach and blindly seek
To fit in this hierarchial fleet.
Do I keep fighting?
When I see them killing.
My spirit is breaking.
Please don't kill me now.
I'm tired of believing
There can be an ending.
Please don't don't don't kill me now.
As I'm finger slapping my bass,
I feel them swearing at my face.
"Stop thinking and believing
That you can solve the maze.
Don't set your future ablaze.
Stop living those days.
It's time to go under the shed to make your daily bread".
Do I keep fighting?
When I see them killing.
My spirit is breaking.
Please don't kill me now.
I'm tired of believing
There can be an ending.
Please don't don't don't kill me now.
As I'm finger slapping my bass,
I feel them swearing at my face.
"Stop thinking and believing
That you can solve the maze.
Don't set your future ablaze.
Stop living those days.
It's time to go under the shed to make your daily bread".
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