Existance.

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 separate things. 
As though we were separate 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. 

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This, is existance.

Existance

A realm different from ours.
A realm in which we came from, but forgot.
This universe's rules aren't set in stone.

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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 kilometres 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.

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 [____] and [____], I wish to tell them that they are [____] in the [____]. 

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.

Existance [Dreaming/Phosphor]

The backrooms ost

Backrooms

B.Ä.Ç.K.R.Ø.Ö.M.SS

Backrooms OST - Kane Pixels

backrooms

Vah Naboris 4 Terminals

Latest leaked cassette recordings from the ongoing FBI investigation of ASYNC KV31 project. Recordings are from the timespan: 1988-1993

Recorded on a CTR-71

Thanks to Kane Pixels for the video

8572 ASYNC KV31 Informing Development Video Recorded 02/29/1990

creepy ost that makes you travel through 4th dimension

Backrooms OST,Kane Pixels,Government Funding.mp3

Missing persons (kane pixels)

pipes

glacier

person

the only thing that matters (demo)

async research institute

hasmat

auditory guidepost

H A L L S

Now with more tracks and improved audio! This is a little more than half of the Original Soundtrack to The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild. Excluded tracks include short sounds and jingles, repetitive tracks (like the different Blight Ganon battle themes which are all the same), tracks that include game audio as part of the song, and a few others that I feel do not contribute to the overall sound collection. Enjoy! (© Nintendo 2017) (I don't own the music.)

auditory guidepost

THE HERTA