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I'm completely obsessed with this video, especially the first song – it's untitled. It gives me the same calm vibe as when I used to watch Adventure Time late at night with my cousin, back when we were little. It feels like nostalgia — like this quiet longing to return to the simplicity of childhood. Kind of like during quarantine, which I’ve mostly erased from my memory, but the way I think about it now is softer, and filled with a strange tenderness.
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it’s 4 am, there’s snow completely blanketing the streets of my neighbourhood, untouched by the footsteps of passersby or incoming cars.
it’s serenely quiet.
on a summer night, that kind of silence would likely startle me, but the snow brightens the night and makes the stillness feel welcoming. it’s a pleasant solitude rather than pure loneliness. i’m watching the flakes fall and melt as they touch the window pane of my room. it’s warm in here, but if you hover your hand close enough to the glass, you can feel the chill kiss your palm.
i know i should be asleep, but there’s a sense of peacefulness i only seem to get in these early morning hours that escapes me when the whole world is awake. i’ve been listening to this song on loop for the past half hour and it’s comforting to hear it in this cold weather.
Feb 16, 2025
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the Ambience of Yesteryear channel saved my life…“belle-époque paris through rain-spattered window (early 20th century), 4 hours” literally single-handedly got me through my last year of undergrad
Feb 1, 2024
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feels like a late summer night when everything around you has quieted down, it's closing time or the fire's burned to embers, and you find yourself locked in with one person and starting to dream a little
Apr 16, 2024
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The images from Endangered make me feel as though I’m witnessing a moment suspended between serenity and unease. Human bodies, naked and glowing, rise and fall in the water, reaching out as if grasping for air, salvation, or something more abstract — a sense of belonging, perhaps. The underwater light fractures their forms, blurring the line between the individual and the collective, between the human and the elemental. There’s something quietly unsettling in that blend of freedom and vulnerability — a kind of dance poised between life and loss. It strikes me deeply, a visceral reminder of how fragile we are, both as bodies and as a species.
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