Kurzgesagt | "The Egg - A Short Story" | Epic Mountain Music | PianoSynthesiaTutorial

[@shrodingerscat8940]

Can't belive I made such an amazing song in another life.

[@whatisoatmeal9174]

your profile scares me

[@shrodingerscat8940]

@@whatisoatmeal9174 same

[@NononoName357]

True. So proud of me!

[@dotamlac]

I am proud of myself, probably

[@sahilsheikh5651]

I see what you did there. Your profile name somehow matches the vibe tho🙌🏻

[@TheFlamingPiano]

There's that feeling that someone's about to tell a story in a moment. Nice arrangement and artwork!

[@JTPCovers]

Thanks! 🙏 That would be dope if they had the audio clips of his voice alone. I'd add that in the background!

[@pietsmietz]

@@JTPCovers I will try to synchronize it😂

[@Starhunter-wx9ok]

For anyone who want to read among the music. :: You were on your way home when you died. It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me. And that’s when you met me. “What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?” “You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words. “There was a… a truck and it was skidding…” “Yup,” I said. “I… I died?” “Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said. You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?” “More or less,” I said. “Are you god?” You asked. “Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.” “My kids… my wife,” you said. “What about them?” “Will they be all right?” “That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.” You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty. “Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.” “Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?” “Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.” “Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,” “All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.” You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?” “Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.” “So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.” “Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.” I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had. “You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.” “How many times have I been reincarnated, then?” “Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.” “Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?” “Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.” “Where you come from?” You said. “Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.” “Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.” “Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.” “So what’s the point of it all?” “Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?” “Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted. I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.” “You mean mankind? You want us to mature?” “No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.” “Just me? What about everyone else?” “There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.” You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…” “All you. Different incarnations of you.” “Wait. I’m everyone!?” “Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back. “I’m every human being who ever lived?” “Or who will ever live, yes.” “I’m Abraham Lincoln?” “And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added. “I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled. “And you’re the millions he killed.” “I’m Jesus?” “And you’re everyone who followed him.” You fell silent. “Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.” You thought for a long time. “Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?” “Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.” “Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?” “No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.” “So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…” “An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.” And I sent you on your way.

[@karishouv9569]

This was really nice

[@lenguyenvinhanjwps906]

Huh you copied it..........................................................

[@arturito6344]

You're the one who said this words for the first Time, you're actually god.

[@buzuklord]

We could have watched it if you send the link…

[@cacroot7907]

makes me want to learn how to play the piano again. thanks.

[@Grisht_]

I played this, and all of the family gathered around. They loved it. I love the piano. Thank you for the gift of what some would call “happiness”

[@Lifetap]

So nice. This was one of my favorite videos from the guys at Kurzgesagt. Deep ❤

[@JTPCovers]

Thanks! I think it's mine too!

[@yrburd]

By “mine” you mean “ours”!

[@akshittyagi6482]

@@yrburd *Russian National Anthem intensifies*

[@kaffiser5034]

I love Kurzgesagt for doing videos and Epic Mountain for their music for kurzgesagt videos :o

[@thenoodlescrafter7880]

Honestly, made me cry. I thank that animation and you.

[@alligator64]

you mean me

[@ovol5395]

@@alligator64 you mean me

[@FernandoAcevedo-w9d]

Estoy chillando, que magnífico es esto 🤧🤧🤧

[@counter-terrordoge3335]

"I'm here to give you the highest honor I can bestow-" *subscribed*

[@JTPCovers]

Glad you like it! And thanks for the sub! 🙏

[@showcase-me]

This song is so beautiful!! Thanks for that. I'll be able to play it now.

[@Gregory_12]

When you die and you hear this song :o

[@whatisoatmeal9174]

Except you’ve already played it, in another life time, in another reincarnation.

[@ovol5395]

I didn’t knew I was so good at piano

[@dominiks.6010]

Nice! Edit: I don’t even play the piano so I don’t really know why I watched through the whole video and did nothing else but starting at the different notes, but this piano version is just so beautiful

[@vesakorkkula5506]

Thanks so much for making this! Now I can play this beautiful song as well.

[@FantasmaTV8847]

Thank you very much.

[@lovefyi1276]

when u wish that u were like this guy and then u realized *U ARE* u can only inderstand this if u watched their vid

[@TotallyNormalbruv]

U r everyone

[@arie1906]

@@TotallyNormalbruv and so do us - i mean me

[@estouconfuso]

Imagine using "U" everytime you will say "you". that sounds kind of forced

[@sahilsheikh5651]

The piano version sounds so beautiful. Props to JTP Covers. +1 respect for choosing a Kurzgesagt music.

[@wimstam6211]

Wow! Thanks a lot, really! You're the best man congrats :)

[@DemianMenaHidalgo]

Yo honestamente me rompí la mano al intentar tocarla 😅

[@akbrahma9723]

I am soo proud of myself for making this video Do you get it ;-;

[@Gregory_12]

Yes I get it

[@JTPCovers]

You did a good job man! 😂 can't wait to see more videos in the future.

[@akbrahma9723]

@@JTPCovers Yea more videos will be out soon 😂

[@Alxasaurus]

YES! Thank you! Thank you!

[@rainhound4919]

Very nice can't wait for the real thing 🥚

[@IlliaTokarSax]

It's so nice👍🏻

[@yrburd]

The start sounds like the Minecraft song soundtrack!

[@NotGoodAtYoutube]

Sheet notes please if anyone has them really want to play

[@JTPCovers]

I can send you the midi file through email if you'd like. It can be converted into sheet music. 👌

[@NotGoodAtYoutube]

JTP Covers kk thanks just email this account @ [e-mail] thank you

[@commenter296]

@@NotGoodAtKZbin can u send it to meeeee

[@Arceus_7]

Me too

[@simateix6262]

Can I have the midi file as well please? :) Im currently learning how to play Time. The music is just transdending everything. THANK YOU 💙💙🌌🌌🌌🌌

[@elis1254]

i wish there was shee music! it sounds so nice!

[@JTPCovers]

I can't write sheet music but do you want me to make a video like this one? kzbin.info/www/bejne/p2WvqIx4fLlpeZo

[@theyousefkhan]

@@JTPCovers actually yeah that would be really great

[@tonyadair0754]

I'd love to hear this on a pipe organ

[@aithonbear8188]

beautiful! But is there a piano notes version? thx for help :)

[@JTPCovers]

Sheet music? If so, no. But the midi file in the description could be converted to sheet music though.

[@dotTxtFile]

holy moly i was so good at piano

[@gustavoxd2833]

❤🎹

[@MrYeetus]

Can you do the stellar engine please!

[@EllySpace]

Good tutorial. Very soothing music. Liked. I make music, as well.

[@JTPCovers]

Thanks! And yeah I've seen all your vids! 🙌🎉

[@fndstudy3486]

💎💎💎💎💎💎💎

[@theyousefkhan]

how can we get sheets for this?

[@ananz9233]

Now do Loneliness thanks!

[@Gregory_12]

Loneliness: :( :( :(

[@amberlon]

Reminds me of Minecraft

[@allforone6252]

Wow Imma First

[@pancreascristao9696]

and i am you

[@Gregory_12]

No you aren't. Edit: I get it

[@Lollex]

petition to make this a minecraft soundtrack ⬇️

[@mrfluffybeehive]

“So I’m you” Edit I made the “ “

[@Noodle966]

4:01

[@ananz9233]

Take my heart and soul please I want to see "god"

[@Gh0st4rt1st]

Wtf... This sounds like c418's music but... It's The Epic Mountain's... What the...

[@ghosty9548]

I’m the guy who played the song....and the person who liked the video

[@AdenUnavailable]

You were on your way home when you died. It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me. And that’s when you met me. “What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?” “You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words. “There was a… a truck and it was skidding…” “Yup,” I said. “I… I died?” “Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said. You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?” “More or less,” I said. “Are you god?” You asked. “Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.” “My kids… my wife,” you said. “What about them?” “Will they be all right?” “That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.” You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty. “Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.” “Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?” “Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.” “Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,” “All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.” You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?” “Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.” “So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.” “Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.” I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had. “You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.” “How many times have I been reincarnated, then?” “Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.” “Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?” “Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.” “Where you come from?” You said. “Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.” “Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.” “Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.” “So what’s the point of it all?” “Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?” “Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted. I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.” “You mean mankind? You want us to mature?” “No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.” “Just me? What about everyone else?” “There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.” You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…” “All you. Different incarnations of you.” “Wait. I’m everyone!?” “Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back. “I’m every human being who ever lived?” “Or who will ever live, yes.” “I’m Abraham Lincoln?” “And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added. “I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled. “And you’re the millions he killed.” “I’m Jesus?” “And you’re everyone who followed him.” You fell silent. “Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.” You thought for a long time. “Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?” “Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.” “Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?” “No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.” “So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…” “An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.” And I sent you on your way.

[@thetriplemechanic]

I wonder if I can like my own comment