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Footprints

We walk on the sands of time. Our footsteps follow us, and with every step we take we leave a mark. For a brief second our feet kiss the soft sands and leave an imprint that remains for an eternity. This contact may only be for a split second but in that time we can change so much. We can smile, we can cry, we can change some ones day or we can change our own. With every footstep we take we come closer to the end of our journey, our final goal. It is not the speed in which we reach our destination, nor is it the fear of taking the next step. It is how, when we do take each step we live it. Never look back but instead face forward and with every new footprint remember that, in a small way, you have left your mark on the world.

Insanctuary responds:

Yes. No matter how positive or how negative our footprints we have left, it will always be a part of our story book. No book could ever be 100% completed unless you accept every page for what it is. I really enjoyed this one. This visual of yours holds alot of truth. It shows that we should even befriend the skeletons in our closets. You can't just shove them in there. A human should never try to cover up his footsteps, for they will be incompleted, and will be haunted by this broken purity. Thanks for an awesome read :D

Solitude

I have been drifting for what seems an eternity. Day after day I drift deeper into the unknown of the universe. I watch out of the window and see white pin holes in the black vale that surrounds my every waking minute. I hear nothing in the silence but that of my own mind whispering to me. It tells me that soon I shall find meaning, a truth as to why I am alone in the vastness of the undiscovered. I gaze at a photo. It is of myself twenty one years ago holding my fathers hand. I am but a boy, still so very young and with a mind full of wonder and curiosity. I ponder on the thought of shall ever feel those feelings again. For now my mind, my conscience and my soul are hollow. I am dead, but at the same time ready to be born again. All of my memories have faded into the nothingness along with my hope for ever being found. I watch as the billions of stars around me shine with such fierce luminosity. They seem to tell me that even in the darkest reaches of ourselves lies a light that when needed the most, shines the brightest.

I no longer hope nor pray to be found. I just ask that when this vessel is finally discovered that what remains of my body be cast upon the world on which I finally come to rest. I wish for my body to seed life, even if it is only a single blade of grass so, that in some way, I truly have been born again.

Insanctuary responds:

Wow. You actually kept this entire word by word visual together without it breaking off into parts where it makes you wonder what else did this person see. I really, really enjoyed this. This was very deep, and I loved how every word met each other's essence to the very bottom of this wall of wisdom. Bravo. I give this a 5/5 10/10. This was truly deep. Would you care to talk some time? You seem like a very interesting individual. To have held this amazing visual together ever so perfectly is not easy to do. ^^ Thankyou.

Log Entries of the colony ship New Life

Log Entry 00-334-990//:1
Date: April 6th 2115
Today myself and twenty other men and women left Earth on our four year interstellar journey. For the first time in humanities history man is going to leave the confines of the solar system and leave our footprints on an alien world. Our mission is simple, travel to the Gliese 581 system and on Gliese 581 g, a planet that is like Earth in nearly every way. Our job is to collect samples and study the effects of prolonged exposure to the alien but habitable atmosphere. Simple. I'll update later, currently running tests on samples retrieved from probes already on the surface of Gliese 581 g

Log Entry 00-546-421//:2
Date: August 5th 2118
Due to an unforeseen problem occurring with life support myself and nine other scientists and important crew were placed into a forced suspended animation state 3 years ago to preserve oxygen and other vital supplies. When I and the others awoke we found that the reaming crew had all perished due to unknown causes. Life support was fully functioning suggesting there had been no malfunction in the first place and, supplies had not been touched. It's as if they were keeping us from something. I ran some tests on what was left of the crew and found no reason for them to have deceased. This has left a few of us unnerved by what happened when we were asleep. I'll update later, currently trying to understand what happened in those 3 years we were asleep.

Log Entry 00-592-841//:3
Date: October 14th 2118
Sorry for the lack of updates. Recently the crew have taken a turn for the worse. Suspicion and paranoia have taken over. The death of ten crew have began to haunt us and keep us fearful of every one aboard this ship. The captain assures us we are but months away from Gliese 581 g and that he himself has no idea what occurred while we were asleep. He and his flight crew seem different than when we met before the 3 year gap. Although they were frozen with us they were the last to do so, protocol apparently. This means they could be suffering from what the others did, before they died. The rest of the crew are also slipping into madness. It seems that whatever killed those ten people has either returned or was frozen with us. Lying dormant. I myself feel a hate towards the others. I feel as though, soon, I will commit acts that will deem this mission a failure. Yet I somewhat want this. I will update later, I have to administer the crew Valerian tablets to calm them down.

Log Entry //:Data Corrupted://
Date: January 13th 2139
This expedition was a lie. The whole fucking thing was a lie. It's been twenty one years. Twenty one fucking years of floating through this black nothingness. That thing, that thing that killed those people, it came back. I went to sleep again. I dreamed dark dreams. I heard them. I heard the rest of them screaming, calling for help, no one came no one. It killed them. It killed them all. I couldn't allow the thing to get me. I disabled all the other sleeper pods, when they tried to sleep it would not let them. When I awoke I put them all in the Air Lock. Sent them into the darkness. I survived. Soon, soon I will go home. Find home. I will...Someone outside, I see faces on the glass, they are calling my name, I see you...I can see them floating through space, calling me...//:[FILE CORRUPTED]://

Log Entry //:Data Corrupted://
Date: September 9th 2144
I found it. I found Gliese 581 g. it's beautiful it's //:[FILE CORRUPTED]:// I see now, I see why the others had to die. They had to perish. Mankind has no right to spoil another world, another //:[FILE CORRUPTED]:// They were weak. Here I am a god. I am //:[FILE CORRUPTED]:// My time has come to fade with the others. I have seen this world. I have been blessed with it's majesty. My body is weak from my in and outs of prolonged sleep. I have no way to land //:[FILE CORRUPTED]:// I will orbit forever. Gazing at it. Protecting it.

//:[FILE CORRUPTED]://

Log Entry 00-664-734//:(Er) -(Automatic Recording)

FatKidWitAJetPak responds:

Thank you very much for writing this for me. I have always wanted to hear a real imagery review written from what the listener interrupted in the song. This was a very cool story, and would make a nice flash movie. I think it is a bit dark to match the icy feel of this song, but everyone has different perspectives on ambient music. When I listen to this, I feel a sort of emptiness, like space. It's almost as if the ship you described orbiting around the planet forever is when the song starts. This music is what is inside of the scientists head as he gazes at the planet in space.

If I were to write a story for this song, it would go something like this:

I sit inside these blue walls, wondering forever in a maze of ice. The tunnels go on forever. I have walked them forever. Every inch of this reality is covered with a thick sheet of frozen ice, yet I do not feel cold. I do not feel tired. I do not feel life. I only feel... emptiness. I stop and stare at my distorted reflection against the blue surface and place my old, white hands against it. It feels so smooth and plain, as if it were glass. I continue walking through the endless maze as my reflection stretches in all directions around me.

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Basically, I feel like this song has a certain, empty feeling to it, like meditation. It relaxes your mind to where you forget about all your worries, and feel nothing but the song itself. By feeling the song, you craft what you see from your imagination, forming imagery.

Thank you very much. :)

Solid and cold

Absolutely love this piece. Would love to see it in a short movie.

Waking up on a cold steel table. Pipes hanging from the ceiling, tubes drooping from your arms into machines that blip with the rhythm of your beating heart. As your vision slowly clears you are blinded by a white light coming from a lamp overhead. Pulling yourself up from your prolonged sleep you gaze around. Steel instruments covered in dried blood, red footsteps leading out of the door and a white lab coat left on the floor. Looking around more you see a body lain against the wall dressed in a hazardous material suit holding a scalpel. Pulling the wires from your body you approach with caution, and kneel down. With no sign of life you lift the bodies head up, you catch a glimpse of a face in the reflective visor. A twisted horror stares back at you. The face is that of nightmares, sharpened teeth, elongated jaw and with a grey complexion with no glimmer of humanity in even it's eyes. Falling backward in shock you place your hand on the floor. You lift it up slowly to reveal a bloody hand print on the cold tile. You place your hand over the stain to reveal a perfect match. Suddenly it dawns on you that you are no longer human, you are a beast, a killing machine. Suddenly a voice comes over a speaker and utters the words

"This experiment was a success, begin phase two of project H.A.G.E"

Tzunami responds:

Well good sir, that is a amazing story right there. You've captured the exact essence that I put in all my music. It's noting but a story with no words. Thanks a lot for your explanation and story to my song.

Amazing

Could imagine this being used in the opening of a film or game.

"In the year 2022 Society crumbled. Crime evolved. Crime became a virus that spreads from city to city consuming everyone and everything it touched. It took less than two years for the the Southern States to fall under gang rule and even less for North America to follow suit. With the county gripped by war, with Gangs on one side and the National guard on the other it was not long before the whole of the United States was a blood fuelled battleground. With millions dead it was decided that an Exodus would take place. The entire country would be evacuated. On July 16th 2025 the Exodus began. With cities left as smoking shells and entire states devastated by the ensuing war 350.000.000 people left the shores of America hoping to escape. I was not one of these people. I was left, along with thousands of others in the cloud shrouded city of New York. Abandoned.

I need to escape. I need to get off this country, and I will.

By any means possible.

This is my story"

Acid-Paradox responds:

Wow that was some really nice story , i can imagine it on a game :D

Thanks Man

Ruben -Acid Paradox-

Sorry

10 - spelling of sight as site = 9

Sorry, I am a total spelling Nazi.

I shall however give a 5 out of 5

SinZLazTWordZ responds:

Sweetness ^^

Ziggy

Well now I know

...What Chuck Norris cumming sounds like

Sexual-Lobster responds:

you mean he exudes the house beat himself?! woah.

Welcome to the future

Man this is awesome. I can imagine this on some kind of Extreme- G game. Racing all over the planet. Futuristic cities, deserts and jungles.

If I was a game designer I would buy this track for no less than

1 BILLION DOLLARS

Radosh responds:

xDxD Thanks Dude.. BILLION DOLLARS? mmmm MONEY!! xD

One of a kind

A fantastic cover. Just curious, is the melody your own? if so may I use it for an open mic night coming up soon? I would love to do this.

Cayler responds:

Only the way I played the piano in the chorus is my own invention. The rest of the song is taken from the original.

HOLY SHIT ON A CREAM CRACKER BISCUIT

I downloaded this when you first released it and it was epic sauce then. Now though.....it's like sprinkling Jesus with icing sugar.....it's like being high....while on a plane!!!!!! (WITH NO MOTHERFUCKING SNAKES ON SAID FUCKING PLANE)

This song leaves nuns wanting a shag, Jews giving to charity and Hitler writing a "How to make your neighbour your best friend book"

In a one word summary

THISISOMGWTFFUCKINGAWESOME

Meonly70 responds:

Haha, that one made my day, thanks man :)

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