Here comes nr 2 of my GITS spree :) It is very atmospheric and more ethereal than the previous song. You can find my previous upload here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AYt7XH4UsW4&t=2965s&ab_channel=SpaceWave-CosmicRelaxation
I hope you enjoy :)..............NOTE: If you want to support my work, please feel free to leave a very much appreciated donation: https://ko-fi.com/spacewavecosmicrelaxation. Have a great day :)

Thank you,Thank you,Thank you Spacewave 🎊💪🏼

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ghost in the shell is my favorite anime of all time this shit is great.

Just started listening a few days ago, and so far this is one of my favorites! I put it on in the background while at work. Makes everything feel more epic!

Geidi prime soul

Hypnotique! super son bravo

It's always raining in my reality

Beautiful sharing

Nicely done...... Thanks you !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SpaceWave, what other soundscapes do you have with time stretched samples or vocals in them? The Chernobyl one is pretty far out, I've gone pretty deep with it and really dig how you put it together.

ambient is life

The air, laced heavily with magic, was very soothing to Dimira. She wanted to lie down amongst the brush of the forest floor, forever at peace." Manaugris, Land of Elves(I'm writing a fantasy book and it's called Manaugris)

where did the Art come from?

Man thi: is amazing! We need this in spotify!

To the future and beyond.

i noticed you said more ethereal than the previous, is there anyway to be more ethereal, like loud not but not ear rape "going to the light" sounds <3 p.s. more melodies

A rainy night in Bangkok from my past reminds me of this.....

Niko only worked on electrical because it was convenient at efficiency for slaves but think long term efficiency for humans is healing..... So when you make something with your hands you hurt your hands make it with tools your hands are fine make it with a robot and what do you got? Health incarnet in the first place no damage to hands at all see that's why he worked hard at it im William not Nikola i can just target sickness to begin with itself without deception! 90% alcohol spraying fire fighter sprinklers in sewers

Yep. I dig it.

Très immersif. Cette basse continue est impressionnante. Excellent travail 👍

THIS ONE IS IN THE TOP 10 OF ALL TIME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I dreamed of this scene before! I was in a cold iron train and it stopped in this city! there were mirages of gliterring tall buildings and I was walking on the street, and the top of the buildings are on top of the fogs, at the bottom it was a forrest of iron sky skrapers!

Any wallpapers like this on Wallpaper Engine?

From 14:30 to 14:48, that tune. I got emotion guys! Sometimes being alone is good. Constant K out

9 of Diamonds.....a poem by Ben

It lay on the ground as I walked on by
it glistened under a coating of mud
it beckoned to me every time I passed
the telephone pole with the odd names
mirabelle and maybelline scratched into
the splintered tarry black wood at eye level.
We are watching you
said the crows on the wire high above
nobody knows we are here except you
and you are so far below the clouds
where we never go.
Bloodstone was her name
at least that was what I called her
late at night when I was alone with
my thoughts and my sorrowfilled joys
singed and seared on the coals of life
as it burns down one side of the day
and up the edge of night leaving us
somewhere in the middle bewildered
and shellshocked at its random speed.
Her roads all led to her heart in crimson
and steel forged in the furnace of fate
striking sparks off the horizon red and ruddy with a
devils hammer clanging loud in unholy chimes
and angelic choirs of heaven drifting across
the universe on wings of purest gold.
The card was wet today as it lay on the dirt
it gazed up impassively as I passed over on my way
to get some tea to get some air to get away
from all the little things that besieged my brain
keeping it from its main true task which
is simple indeed and yet consumes me.
The card was not as high as an ace
or even a king or queen but it had
a certain grace a comely face
a special way of greeting me as I
travesed its sodden resting place.
It winked it blinked it shook its head
it froze it rose it almost looked dead
but I knew it held some secret some clue
some riddle that I must unravel if I ever
wanted to discover the dreams behind
her eyes of blue its a subtle hue of silver
long hidden but if youre lucky it will
flash unbidden into view.
Dark angel of sin was her tattoo
inked and punctured into skin deep
under her spine and only visible after
desire has made its presence felt in the
boudouir of midnight where the pinpricks
of longing dare to dwell in a sultry
harlequin infused carnival from hell.
Her lips inflamed my fingers which
have still never come to grips with
the way she overtook my soul in
an easy acceleration of nightmares
and the fuel of the unknown crashing
down through my roof of orderly routine
and the ruts I continually found myself in.
Gemcross caresses cascading down rocks
and boulders in a liquid stream of colored
jewels pattering on the panes of tomorrow
greet me now each day she is alive and I see
the rainbows triggered by love in its element
its groove its zone where eagles glide and
the delta wing of romance hangs in the sky
glittering and glowing
a fiery flagship of flammable fury
the beacon we all pray for yet are afraid to
follow when it really burns too hot for our
hearts to hold onto for more than a few minutes
a few days weeks months years in our numbed
vaults where the solitary black robed figure
broods over the scythe he holds so limp
and stained with notched detachment.
The card laughs at me now when I am lost
in thought and unaware of my surroundings
stumbling over a blade of grass
tripping on the pebble of pain I think
I am feeling when its is usually just the remnants
of a forgotten emotion jerking to life in
zombie contractions of frog legs jolted by
the wires from a 9 volt battery.
Straight out of hell came the storm
crawling slowly from a wasteland flooded
and lacking in all light
it crept up to me one day when I stepped
gingerly carefully and deliberately
over a trench unseen and hidden by weeds
while my mind went over the night before
and how her smile put me in a trance
her touch sent my heart down south
where it now lay on a st tropez beach
burnt to a crisp with no shade within reach
bound gagged and incapable of speech
the lessons of woman there is only one way
to teach.
Electric and hectic in a sort of unprotected way
is her demeanor when I am near shedding all the fear
built up over the years of hearing sounds no one else
ever hears.
Today was the day I really noticed the forlorn little card
laying in its grave of dirt there next to the sidewalk
waiting for someone anyone at all to just walk over
look down and see the reason life gives the short
sweet gift that is always returned at the end of your days
the reason eternity is symbolized in a womans eyes
when she is in love and there is no force on earth
stronger than the quantum power of her kiss
its all captured by the sweet apple pie memories
that flood back into view when destiny deals the cards
there it is the one you have been waiting for to
throw down your hand and call gods bluff its the damn
9 of diamonds.

Annoying

Wonderful work - liked, dinged and subbed. Just the sort of background music I need for writing. Thank you, keep up the great work. Greetings from South Wales, UK.

I use this music to play cyberpunk red with my friends

I wish I could make such wonderful visuals for my music. Beautiful lighting.

Amazing!