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@astralphoenix69
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
love ur vids man
@B3D_H3AD
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
oftentimes i try to chase happiness, but that robs me of it more, as you can only chase what you do not already have
@ashtar3876
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
she removed my dread.
@walter6339
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
I'm surprised this video isn't one of your more popular ones, Sisyphus55. It's one of my favorite videos on YouTube and helps me remember to appreciate all the good things I have in my life, and how I shouldn't take them for granted. Thanks for making this. ❤🩹
@bananaposo
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
thank u
@tyrronne670
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
mad I can't like the same vid twice rn
@SuperAlphaKirby
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
Few days ago i managed to convince myself to not commit suicide. After that, i heard a song, called kiss in the rain, by yimura. It's a piano song, and, well, it was beautiful. I always heard beautiful songs like that in my headphones, but that day, i realised that if i died, i wouldn't be able to hear the song ever again. That thought made me weep, it's a small thing, just a song, but in that moment, it was everything. And so was my warm clothes, the texture of the wood, the silence of the night, and blood in my veins. It was real, i was there. It was enough.
@monte2422
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
I try man, but the shitty things are bigger
@Crucified_Saussages
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
Like Punting piss filled puppies off the overpass?
@manx9550
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
yo anyone know the piano at the end?
@zeffery101
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
I find the phrase "so we go through life as if it's a problem to be solved rather than a mystery to be explored" so ironic for me because here I am, faced with the problem of not enjoying my everyday life and wanting more and trying to solve that problem.
@Skrelpoid
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
This is a video I keep coming back to. Because it's just so true
@yuvalnec
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
I love you
@zionfoster7833
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
a poem I wrote about the little things :
Sun day morning
Weighing heavy on my neck
like the post weekend fatigues
and hazy back to school mornings of spring.
Catching up on sleep
In the seat of your car.
Just wake me up by lunch.
People always talk about the little things,
Well I want a life full of them
So that I might stand the chance of
Seeing them grow outside of that box we planted them in.
And the tears, they’ll only make the soil grow fertile.
Who ever said lightning never
strikes the same place twice?
I swear it was a lie.
Or, a strike of luck
That I tripped upon.
Does time ever really tell the truth?
I hope I have enough to find out.
@samijarbouh9348
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
What song plays at the end there
@boerbouwvakker7031
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
the feeling i got from the conclusion of this video was the conclusion of this video and i'll hold on to it!
@lixingchen8293
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
whats this piano piece at the end of the video?
@pinaworlds
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
Hey! What's your opinion on weed?
@ieatnoodls
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
thanks this is beauty
@z0uLess
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
What if ones life is only a seemingly unending series of these bursts of creativity with no rider on the elephant, and ones awareness of this is the deep well of despair that one wishes to climb out of? How do you make it stop? How can one find an overarching narrative that binds you to your own will?
@hateyouifyoukillme
March 12, 2026 at 11:59 pm
Genuine question. Isn't Camus praising the same kind of hope that he's critisizing others for holding on to? His hope is for these amazing moments, the music and sweeps us of our feet and the view that leaves us speechless. Aren't these experiences abundant? Can't we conjure the entire catalogue of human beauty in the blink of an eye? Can't we hear Mozart at our whim; see Picasso's masterpieces at our own behest? How can this sustain us?
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