Feel Good

If anyone actually listens to this and reads this description, I just wanted to say thank you. I have trouble speaking genuinley about things, makes me feel stupid, so I like to be able to express it through piano. I know that sounds so fucking cheesy and stupid, like something out of a stupid 2000's rom com or something, but its the truth. I want to be able to talk more but it frightens me, I feel safer with no one knowing. Why would anyone care about what I say or think? Whats the point in even typing all of this? I dont know. Anyway, I hope you like it.

What It Feels Like

repeat until death

☣︎ https://youtu.be/dYcYbzE0-84?si=L9BmC2hlYy8v7GYt
☣︎ https://welcomekloudbug.bandcamp.com/album/flame-purifies-all

yawning chasm (0:15)
red circle (3:37)
los iluminados (8:00)
cesare the somnambulist (10:44)
contessa (14:14)
american werewolf (17:37)
the big bleeder (20:39)
brookhaven (24:22)
i stand alone (27:46)
helter skelter 25 (31:27)
gradually, then suddenly (34:55)
you suffer and so do i (38:03)

flame_purifies_all

i don't know who to text about this

discord: https://discord.gg/hC6jnwu6ma


I haven't slept for two nights.
Insomnia is not new, but this time he has no voice.
Before I thought about tomorrow, in things that were never going to happen, I invented futures to calm myself down.
Now there isn't even that.
Just an empty hum, a phrase that repeats in my skull:
You're not going to sleep, you can't, you're not going to sleep.

I have become addicted to shortcuts.
Pills that put out fires, but also the light.
And now that I try to leave it I burn in the abstinence of rest.
I don't know if this is syndrome or punishment, but I feel so fucking awake which seems like a joke to me.

I put on white noise, I meditate, I count the cracks in the ceiling as if they were sins.
And nothing.
Not a yawn, not a slit.
The body wants to sleep but he doesn't know how to do it.

And then comes the dilemma:
Should I close my eyes and pretend?
Do I see another series that consumes my hours?
Do I give up?
Because I don't know whether to fight this anymore
It is an act of bravery or stupidity.

I'm so tired, but I don't believe it.
The body does not give up,
He doesn't even complain.
It's just there, dead in life, no signs.

And I get angry.
Because everyone tells me to do my part.
But if I can't even handle my body,
How am I going to move my soul?

And the clock ticks as if he enjoyed the show.
I look at him and say:
I don't want the night to come.
But also:
I hope I arrive and fall asleep without realizing it.

Although I know it's not.
Although it hurts me to know.
And yet, I'm still here.
Without knowing why.
Awake.

fatally wounded and left to die

new places

a couple layered acoustic tracks. did the drums on a drum plugin

underbrush instrumental

motion of stilness

Everstatik and Alone Plant met on Reddit and came together for this collaboration. This track is about overcoming one’s anxieties. We can always regain control

Instagram:
@aloneplantmusic, @everstatik

Feel Good

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