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Noel Díaz - ESNE
“Jesús murió, resucitó y ascendió al cielo”

Noel Díaz - ESNE

Play Episode Listen Later May 28, 2025 24:46


Jesús murió, resucitó y ascendió al cielo y en el esplendor de su manifestación gloriosa la fe encuentra certeza y la esperanza se ve recompensada con la alegría del encuentro gozoso que habremos de tener con Jesús Salvador. #EnLaHoraDelEncuentro

Cape Cod Church Podcast
Ascension and the 3 Gifts | After + Math | Pastor Ben Feldott | Cape Cod Church

Cape Cod Church Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later May 19, 2025 30:50


The period between the resurrection and ascension is brief, lasting only 40 days. This short moment marks the beginning of people's realization of the profound changes in the world. The ascension highlights that change and leaves us with three gifts that give us full lives and new hope. They are reminders of who Jesus is and what he has done for us. This weekend, we wrapped up our series After + Math with the story of three gifts.  First time listening to our podcast? We'd like to get to know you!  Head over to: http://bit.ly/connectcardccc. Connect with us! Do you have any prayer request? DM us.  Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/capecodchurch Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/capecodchurch/  Website: http://capecodchurch.com Connect Card: https://bit.ly/connectcardccc  

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#29- Les dangers de l'égo dans les pratiques spirituelles

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 22, 2025 30:25


Et si ton égo n'était pas ton ennemi… mais qu'il pouvait aussi être ton pire piège dans ta pratique spirituelle ? Qu'il pouvait soit te pousser à douter de toi en permanence, soit t'enfermer dans une toute-puissance déconnectée de l'essence même de la médiumnité ?Cela te parle ? Peut-être que tu l'as déjà ressenti sans vraiment mettre de mots dessus. Pourtant, l'égo joue un rôle clé dans la manière dont nous recevons et transmettons les messages de l'invisible.Dans cet épisode, je t'emmène explorer cette facette souvent taboue :

Manantial de Gracia
Dios el Hijo – 16 de Marzo de 2025

Manantial de Gracia

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 17, 2025 41:56


Dios el Hijo: su Ascencion y Sacerdocio Iglesia Biblica Manantial de Gracia

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#28- L'âme dans toutes ses dimensions

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Play Episode Listen Later Mar 15, 2025 24:29


✨ L'Âme dans toutes ses dimensions : et si tu existais ailleurs en même temps ? ✨Et si ton âme n'était pas unique et linéaire, mais qu'elle évoluait simultanément à travers plusieurs dimensions ? Que dans d'autres réalités, d'autres versions de toi vivaient des expériences distinctes, influençant directement la personne que tu es aujourd'hui ?Cela te paraît fou ? Ton mental te dit peut-être que c'est du n'importe quoi. Pourtant, c'est une vérité que j'ai expérimentée à travers de nombreuses lectures d'âme.Dans cet épisode, je t'emmène explorer cette notion fascinante :

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#27- Pourquoi répétons-nous toujours les mêmes schémas ?

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 8, 2025 29:01


Si tu as toujours l'impression de tout porter, si tu ressens cette fatigue qui ne part jamais, ce poids invisible sur tes épaules, cet épisode est pour toi.Depuis toujours, on nous apprend à donner, à soutenir, à être forte. Mais à quel prix ? Derrière cette posture se cachent souvent des schémas inconscients, transmis de génération en génération, qui nous enferment dans le sacrifice et l'oubli de soi.À travers la lecture d'âme d'Erica, je lève le voile sur ces mécanismes invisibles qui nous poussent à nous suradapter, à tout gérer… et à nous oublier. Mais surtout, je te dis comment t'en libérer.Dans cet épisode, je t'emmène explorer :

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#26- La blessure invisible d'abandon : comprendre et transformer

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Play Episode Listen Later Mar 1, 2025 22:33


Si tu ressens un vide intérieur, si tu as cette peur profonde d'être oublié(e) ou de ne pas être assez pour qu'on reste auprès de toi, cet épisode est pour toi.Depuis l'enfance, une empreinte invisible façonne tes relations : une quête d'amour, un besoin d'être validé(e), la peur d'être abandonné(e) à nouveau. À travers cette lecture d'âme, nous avons mis en lumière les schémas inconscients qui enferment dans une dépendance affective… mais aussi la force qui se cache derrière cette blessure.Dans cet épisode, je t'emmène explorer :

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#25-Poser ses limites et sortir des emprises énergétiques

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Play Episode Listen Later Feb 15, 2025 25:47


Si tu es hypersensible, si tu ressens profondément les émotions des autres et que tu as tendance à tout donner sans compter, cet épisode est pour toi.Charlotte en est l'exemple parfait. Toujours prête à aider, à écouter, à soutenir, elle s'est retrouvée piégée dans des relations énergétiquement envahissantes, où son besoin d'aider l'a amenée à se laisser absorber, parfois même au-delà du visible. En lisant son énergie, j'ai découvert un enchevêtrement de liens invisibles qui l'empêchaient d'avancer, une ouverture trop grande qui attirait autant les vivants en demande que les présences du subtil.Dans cet épisode, je t'emmène explorer :

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#24-L'impact de l'invisible dans nos vies

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Play Episode Listen Later Feb 8, 2025 20:43


✨ Et si l'invisible influençait bien plus notre vie que nous l'imaginons ? ✨Il y a ces moments où tout bascule, où l'on comprend que ce qui nous affecte ne vient pas seulement du visible, mais aussi de ces forces subtiles qui nous entourent. Dans cet épisode, je partage une épreuve qui a touché ma famille, révélant à quel point nos limites avec l'invisible sont essentielles, et comment elles résonnent dans tous les aspects de notre vie.

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#23- Quand une vie antérieure me ramène en enfer.

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Play Episode Listen Later Feb 1, 2025 21:00


Que reste-t-il de nos vies passées ? Comment influencent-elles notre présent ? Dans cet épisode bouleversant, je te partage cette expérience qui a ébranlé mes certitudes et m'a rappelé à quel point nos âmes portent en elles des traces du passé.Lors d'une lecture d'âme, je me suis retrouvée plongée dans une vision terrifiante : un camp de concentration, une mère et sa fille, la souffrance et la mort. Au départ, je ne comprenais pas ce que je voyais… jusqu'à ce que mes recherches confirment l'impensable.Pour rejoindre la communauté A.M.E. S✨ https://www.instagram.com/betty_brochet_a.m.e.s/

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#22- La vie d'une médium : entre le visible et l'invisible ✨

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Play Episode Listen Later Jan 25, 2025 17:37


Quelques seconde où le son est saturé : désolée par avance du désagrément. Dans cet épisode des Chroniques d'une Médium, je t'emmène dans les coulisses de mon quotidien, bien loin des clichés mystiques. Être médium, c'est jongler entre ancrage et connexion au subtil, tout en menant une vie de femme, de maman et d'entrepreneure. Je te partage mes routines, mes pratiques d'ancrage essentielles, et les clés pour maîtriser une sensibilité médiumnique de manière saine et éthique.Un épisode à écouter si tu veux découvrir ou déployer la médium qui est en toi, avec équilibre et sérénité.Betty

Never Stop The Madness - Black Metal Radio
#650 - 01-14-25 - Best of 2024: Demos & EPs

Never Stop The Madness - Black Metal Radio

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 19, 2025 121:25


650 - Recorded live on January 14, 2025 Best of 2024: Demos & EPs You can find each week's updated 'Best of' list here: nstmradio.com/blog/best-of-2024/ Ambience for the night: Old Moth Dreams - Winter Ghost Tales gentleimpaler.bandcamp.com/album/winter-ghost-tales **Playlist** 1) Sortilegia - Joined In Sorcerous Pact 2) Masse d'Armes - Murmure 3) Varenth - Dance of December Moon 4) Satanic Magick - Hilt And Iron 5) Örastimar - Staubhallen **talk** 6) Drave - Monté de la terre 7) Pamorak - - 8) Legatus - Begrüßet den Abgrund 9) Bulls Tongue - II **talk** 10) Bok - Metastasis dei 11) Sovereign of Conquest - Cursed Glass and The Lost Prayers 12) Serpentiis - Odii Soleil 13) Tumma Torni - Rukous ja vitsaus **talk** 14) Hæksenhamer - Poisonous Brews and Evil Spirits 15) Iron Firmament - Scalebreaker 16) Rotten Moon - Baneful Salvation **talk** 17) Ancient Lore - Wandering Through the Writhing Mire Live every Tuesday at 9pm ET on NSTMRadio.com Best of 2024: Demos & EPs 1) Sortilegia - Sorcerous Communion 2) Bulls Tongue - Jinn and the Palace of Dur-Sharrukin 3) Sichel - Bannkreis Psychedelia 4) Черновство - Доблесть 5) Ancient Lore - Vigilance of the Nephalem 6) Sandworm - Wrath of Dro Saa 7) Legatus - Aus dem Schattenreich 8) Mysterium - Cimmerian Storm 9) Buain - Demo 2 10) Horns & Hooves - Spectral Voyeurism 11) Humiliation Ritual - Humiliation Ritual 12) Örastimar - Kalt 13) Ritus de Cruor - Vainajain Kammarissa 14) Ancient Torment - Force Me Upon Death 15) Rotten Moon - Seal of Decay 16) Hæksenhamer - Heimat (Foul Folk Crusade) 17) Black Sorcery - Plummeting Into the Hour of the Wolf 18) Iron Firmament - Draconic Atavism 19) Pamorak - Demo I 20) Empty Chalice - War of Apostasy (Advanced Demo) 21) Tuhka - Ad Radices Cinis 22) Qabrum - Anointed Throne of Woe 23) Masse d'Armes - Masse d'Armes 24) Serpentiis Odii - Obscura Natura 25) HuthamaH - Warpath of Misanthropy 26) Feeble Deity - Unholy Dissonance 27) Black Hurst - Blinding Pitch of Victory 28) Satanic Magick - Satanic Magick 29) Pagan - Acolytes 30) Bok - Metastasis dei 31) Louksna - Northern Lunar Rites 32) Kommandant - Exhibition of Conquest 33) Loits - Tõelised kuningad (Kutse sügavikust) // Kiri kaevikust (Kauge laane versioon) 34) Nachtheem - Nacht, zij met ons... 35) Tumma Torni - Tumma Torni 36) Kongregacion Mundana - La Vision de las 4 Torres y la Ascencion de la Gran Serpiente 37) Triumphal Vengeance - Crossing the Rubicon 38) Sacrenoir - Drapé de nuit 39) Hate Forest - Justice 40) Garmsblod - Valor in the Hopeless Lands 41) Drave - Mauvais Sort 42) Varenth - The Unsilent Winterdark 43) Duisternis - Unity Unto None 44) Heraldic Blaze - Blazoned Heraldry 45) Black Cilice - Atavistic Possessions 46) Vargaur - Urnacht 47) Saturnus - Death Devotion 48) Sovereign of Conquest - Lamentations of Supernatural Revelation 49) Trucizna - Wrzenie Krwi 50) Tarvos - The Narrow Path

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#20- Mes grandes leçons de 2024 et ce que je transforme en 2025 : je vous dis tout !

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 11, 2025 30:00


Quelles ont été mes plus grands enseignements personnels, professionnels et spirituels cette année ? Comment nos propres clients nous apprennent les plus grandes choses, et comment tirer des leçons de ce qu'on a vécu ? Dans cet épisode, je t' emmène dans une rétrospective de mon année 2024 et aussi dans ma vision du futur. Des leçons et des ambitions qui t' aideront peut-être à mieux visualiser l'année qui se dessine afin d' avancer plus sereinement, en connexion avec ta véritable essence.Betty

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#19- La vérité sur la médiumnité

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Play Episode Listen Later Dec 7, 2024 21:53


Très chers auditeurs, il paraît que la médiumnité n'est pas offerte à tout le monde.Et si cela n'était qu'un leurre ? Et si cela n'était qu'une manière de tromper l'ennemi ? Et si chacun d'entre nous avait cette puissance caché au plus profond de lui. Je vais te raconter comment te connecter simplement à ta médiumnité et comment faire rayonner cette puissance en toi pour qu'elle puisse être un soutien constant, chaque jour de ta vie.Betty

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#18- Délivrez-nous du mal !

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Play Episode Listen Later Nov 30, 2024 16:32


Très chers auditeurs, il paraît que certaines médiums s'affairent à des pratiques encore peu connues pour dégager les âmes. Cette technique puissante aide les personnes à se délivrer du mal qui les ronge depuis plusieurs années, voire depuis plusieurs vies.Je vais te raconter comment je mets en œuvre cette pratique spécifique par le biais d'histoires d'exorcisme et de dégagement d'âmes.Betty

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#17- Le défunt qui voulait se repentir

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Play Episode Listen Later Nov 23, 2024 21:05


Très chers auditeurs, lorsque l'on est médium, parfois la vie n'est pas de tout repos. La puissance de l'invisible peut-être insistance quant à la transmission de son message. Il est alors essentiel de se poser à un moment avec ces énergies et de dialoguer avec elles pour qu'elles puissent s'apaiser.Je vais te raconter l'histoire d'une rencontre défunt assez exceptionnelle qui a permis a toute une famille de se libérer.Betty

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#16- Transformation transcendante

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 27, 2024 33:47


Bienvenue dans l'académie de l'A.M.E.S : l'académie des médiums énergéticiennes subtiles. Dans cet épisode, je te propose de découvrir la Lumineuse Anéa. Née sous le nom Anne, elle a découvert qui elle était vraiment dans le processus Luminescence au point de changer son prénom de manière officielle.Aujourd'hui, à 59 ans, elle est une femme alignée et épanouie malgré de nombreuses années difficiles.Je te souhaite une belle écoute. À tout de suite ! Betty

The Skeptic Metaphysicians - Metaphysics 101
The Aetherius Society: UFOs as a Religion

The Skeptic Metaphysicians - Metaphysics 101

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 23, 2024 55:13


On this episode of The Skeptic Metaphysicians, we dive into the intriguing world of the Aetherius Society, a spiritual organization founded in the mid-1950s by Dr. George King.This society combines elements of Eastern philosophy, Western mysticism, and teachings about cosmic beings to promote humanity's spiritual growth.We are joined by Paul Nugent, a director of the society, who provides fascinating insights into the society's belief in extraterrestrial beings, their mission to serve humanity, and his personal experiences with Dr. King.Our discussion touches on cosmic consciousness, the law of karma, and the role of these cosmic beings in offering spiritual guidance.This episode allows us to explore these profound ideas that contribute to a deeper understanding of human existence and spiritual awakening.(Times are approximate)00:00 Introduction to Extraterrestrial Helpers00:30 The Aetherius Society and Its Founder02:43 Interview with Paul Nugent03:55 Exploring the Beliefs of the Aetherius Society07:42 The Spiritual Journey of Dr. George King14:43 Understanding Cosmic Consciousness and Karma21:34 Personal Experiences and Beliefs28:45 The Delayed Bliss and Soul Journey29:39 Extraterrestrial Beings and Sacrifice30:15 Cosmic Intelligences and Human Suffering32:26 Historical Civilizations and Atomic Energy40:01 The Spiritual Crisis on Earth44:35 Personal Experiences with Dr. George King48:32 The Book: Maya Maya51:49 Closing Thoughts and Final RemarksGuest Info:Websites:https://www.sedimentofmysoul.comhttps://www.aetherius.org/https://drgeorgeking.org/Follow Paul on Facebook: @paul.nugent.566Follow The Skeptic Metaphysicians on Instagram here for more motivation and inspiration. Then tag them on Instagram with your favorite part from today's show and they will repost their fav's every week!Other Ways To Connect With Us:Website: skepticmetaphysician.comFacebook: @TheSkepticMetaphysicianSupport the Show:Rate/review Us Here: https://lovethepodcast.com/SkepticMetaphysiciansPurchase Merchandise: https://www.skepticmetaphysician.com/storeBuy Me A Coffee: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/SkepticMetaphys 

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#15- Interview Lumineuse de Patricia Costa- Médium énergéticienne

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Play Episode Listen Later Oct 19, 2024 23:07


Bienvenue dans l'académie de l'A.M.E.S : l'académie des médiums énergéticiennes subtiles. Dans cet épisode, je te propose de découvrir comment la Lumineuse Patricia a réussi à révéler sa médiumnité dans sa vie personnelle et professionnelle. Aujourd'hui, elles est une femme alignée, en voie d'un grand changement.Je te souhaite une belle écoute. À tout de suite ! Betty

Entangled
75 – Jennifer Spor: Eternal Students, Akashic Records, Call to Truth & Alchemy

Entangled

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 16, 2024 88:10


Hello, and welcome to Entangled! The podcast where we explore the science of consciousness, the true nature of reality, and what it means to be a spiritual being having a human experience.Today I'm joined by Jennifer Spor, Spiritual Advisor, channel & host of Path of the Awakened Heart podcast.  In this conversation, Jennifer describes how she rediscovered herself, transitioning from a successful career in retail to her calling as a spiritual advisor. Jennifer explains how we are souls, eternal students, and that our purpose is to evolve.Jennifer and I discuss the idea that souls choose experiences in this manifestation as we consider ideas of fate vs. destiny. Jennifer describes the Akashic records as the portal to a healing journey in our soul's library. Jennifer explains how the misuse of free will creates our opportunities for learning, and the need for us to interrupt old patterns.Jennifer explains how the records, the book of life, reflect the collective consciousness and reside in a realm of higher frequency based in truth and love. Next, we discuss how Jennifer developed her channeling skills through meditation. We consider the apocalypse as an ending to a cycle, and that as we enter the age of Aquarius, the rise in collective consciousness will restore the balance of the divine feminine and the sacred masculine.Jennifer explains her deeper call to truth and that we are all walking the path of ascension. We then discuss ideas of surrender vs. control, of spiritual alchemy, and of balance. We end the discussion with tips on how to face your fears and reset the body to neutral.This Outro is titled “The Path of Ascencion & the Tree of the Sephiroth”. Outros are available for this and all episodes at entangledpodcast.substack.com. Music from the show is available on the Spotify playlist “Entangled – The Vibes”. If you like the show, please drop a 5-star review and subscribe on Substack, Spotify, Apple or wherever you listen to podcasts.Please enjoy the episode!Music: Intro/Outro: Ben Fox - "The Vibe". End Credits: Mountaintops – “Could I Believe”.Recorded: 03/05/24. Published: 10/16/24.Outro: “The Path of Ascencion & the Tree of the Sephiroth” starts at 1:08:12.Check out the Resources Mentioned:* Jennifer's Website: https://www.jenniferspor.com* Path of the Awakened Heart Podcast: This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit entangledpodcast.substack.com

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#14- Interview Lumineuse de Pauline Lepage- Masseuse de l'âme

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Play Episode Listen Later Oct 12, 2024 27:29


Bienvenue dans l'académie de l'A.M.E.S : l'académie des médiums énergéticiennes subtiles. Dans cet épisode, je te propose de découvrir comment la Lumineuse Pauline a réussi à révéler sa médiumnité dans sa vie personnelle et professionnelle. Aujourd'hui, elles est une femme alignée qui utilise sa connexion avec l'invisible en sécurité et sérénité. Je te souhaite une belle écoute. À tout de suite ! Betty

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#-13-Lumineuse, nous t'attendons

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Play Episode Listen Later Oct 5, 2024 26:38


Très cher auditeur ou auditrice. Il paraît que dans ce monde, un cercle de femmes se rejoint tous les jours pour contribuer, grâce à leur magie, au bien-être de l'univers et de tous.Ces femmes, ces sorcières, ces entrepreneuses de la magie sont connectées à l'invisible et grâce à leur potentiel unique. Elle travaillent avec les énergies pour contribuer au monde et à sa guérison.Aujourd'hui, dans cette chronique, je vais te présenter le cercle prestigieux des lumineuses ; ces femmes magiques qui grâce à leur puissance unique rayonnent de leur propre lumière dans ce monde qui en a tant besoin.Betty

The Infinite Skrillifiles: OWSLA Confidential

They're gripping at straws to make me look and feel crazy which can only mean— He's losing his power. Hopefully he's expecting another baby. Hopefully, for the ba's sake and its mother, it's not a little girl. Even my big and strong boy might be irreversibly damaged at the hands of a psychotic narcissist with anger problems—and though surely he had tried to kill me any way he could, I had survived. Now, the tables had indeed turned in my favor. With enough time, the truth would be revealed not only to those above, but to all who knew us; I hadn't lost my mind at all, only finally found a pair of eyes that could see the world around me that they did not like—and a pair of legs to run away from it. The first time my ex husband actually hit me— he had snapped, and though there had been other counts of shoving,heavy handed close calls and other questionable events in the years leading up to this, it had never been what it turned out to be his fist actually connecting with my face— not just once, but several times over and over until something got in the way— even years later, I didn't know what, but maybe just that I had stopped moving, or struggling to get away. “Play dead.” Maybe he thought I was dead—or maybe I was. Everything since in the nearly eight years after seemed an inescapable and hellish nightmare—inescapable, that is, from him. Or, from “it.” The thing that had tried to kill me That even after assuming an entirely new identity and seperate life, this dirty, lazy, disgusting and altogether unllpleasant energy seemed to follow me everywhere—and worse—this energy seemed to crawl into the other humans surrounding me, and like a parasite, never letting go. I wanted to die as much as anything just to never be reminded of him again. My thriving and success would make him look like a fool— more of one, anyhow, and either way— his jealousy of my life without him made it obvious how little and weak he actually was, though not on purpose, and, in some ways—many small ones, I had succeeded. Suddenly, everything became battlegrounds—fighting for my life as if somehow I were still in my abusers presence and grips—the devil in him seeking me out in the world as if I had deserved it in the first place. No one really deserves to die like that/- Especially not in front of their children. Now at least I knew he had no power alone, but that what one would The Devil itself often lived inside of the weak—weak in spirit, weak minded. Feeble and malleable, often fat and lazy people, it had become obvious— that people were the tools for this force to deplete the light and kindness, the good spirit and soul's purpose of others. I had forgiven him, but something indeed had rotted away the core I thought once shared into a blackened depth if awful waste—the things about him belonging to a world I wished never to see or be part of. I had grown, and changed—and I was sure with time so had he; perhaps not, but I couldn't know and wouldn't want to, wishing only for the best for anyone's sake. But this thing that seemed to follow me was a pitiful, screaming l and evil thing—I had let go with the consistent reminders of the permanent scars left in the crevices of my lip, and on my face—and though an entire child and perhaps several women between us, his need vengeance that I had left must have been mad, as the sweltering parasitic welt that riled up with enough fierceness to crawl into other sunken bodies, and surround my every waking moment. Not his power, at all, but a greater force of evil—the evil of all mankind—Satan himself seemed to have chosen me as his prey, my abuser as the illusion of conception. There for I, There for I, There for I, None! As truth did shatter mine ever being, And also Ever person near WHO VALIDATED THAT BITCH'S PARKING. —you think she drove here?! —if she did it would be on a broomstick. Goddammit. Get her out of here! Out! I said! You're…not a fan of Fallon's, are you. No, I'm not. (No—God, no.) Well, why not? First of all, he winks at people. ;) *cringe* Like, off camera. JIMMY O'FALLON And I want damages. Damages?! Damages. He's seeking damages?! To what. JIMMY O'FALLON Like, my entire—everything. Damages to everything. My entire life! Ah. [The Festival Project ™] I've got to admit, being sued hy Jimmy Fallon is probably the most exciting thing that's ever happened in the entirety of this series! What about that thing with Skrillex. (That was pretty exiting.) Which thing with Skrillex? All the things with Skrillex were pretty exciting. (Admittedly, yes.) Then there was Dillon Francis. I hate Dillon Francis. Exactly. Why! Because he excited you. Next question! Ahead. Yo. I finally get to link up with Supacree. You're a mess. Everything is a mess. The world is a mess. —your mom's a mess. Amanda, please. Have you been drinking? How long has deadmau5 been a cat? Forever, I think. Exciting! Enter through the exit! Enter through the exit! Who the fuck let you in here. {Enter The Multiverse} MARTHA STEWART'S plan for world domination is complete. L E G E N D S Johnny Moon was a handsome fellow; Johnny Moon was a Sam as well. Johnny Moon was a madman also; Johnny Moon had indeed done bad. Johnny Moon was a handsome devil; Johnny Moon was a charming man Johnny Moon went to heaven after Johnny Moon finished in Hell. Welcome To The Wonderful World of… | The Complex Collective © | By [The Festival Project ™] Breaking down that one scene from Ascension. How the fuck did these two actors even get into the realm of ascension? Being honest, I think it's that part of the dream like in The Wizard of Oz and/ or Alice in wonderland where everything just kind of bleeds together into one blurry weird world before it all explodes—or implodes— Whatever, just kill yourself. (On my way.) Titus- Jason Sudakis Perscimmion - Will Forte Why. I don't know why. The King just fucking guess . (I'll let you decide.) Titus and and Perscimmion— One argues this character's name is actually “Persimmon”… i've generally myself no preference but though I had first heard it as “Simeon”— Apparently, actually, “Perscimmon”, or “Persimmon”, the former however not accurately as in other contexts, he is sometimes referred to as “Perci” Whatever. Why is this Will Forte. *shrugs* Cause whatever, I don't know. (I like his socks.) Titus and Perscimmon— Perscimmion Whatever. CUT TO: /Bedtime Stories with Chak Chel —or was it, Chak Chel's bedtime stories. Whichever. No one cares. THE COSMIC AVENGER/SUPACREE Ugh grow up. KIRSTEN SHAAL Or is it Kristin? Ugh K, SHAAL It could be whoever, or whatever— anyone— right? GOOGLE KID 1 But it's not whoever. GOOGLE KID 2 It is whoever. GOOGLE KID 1 It's just two actors! GOOGLE KID 3 —then pick better actors! watch it! K. SHAAL It could be whatever, it could be whoever… I could be whoever! I'm whoever. It doesn't matter. CUT BACK TO: {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S Dissecting this recent excerpt from Ascencion © The Festival Project, Inc. 2019 All rights reserved. — have just discovered the King's seduction of a lady in waiting; the reigning Queen of her own dominion, betrothed to another, also presumed to be in his own right, a King. As scholars and members of the high court, both Titus and Perscimmion are groomed to keep watch over the happenings within each quarry, as given jusrisdiction by the Asended Mastery to spectate freely throughout all lands, and as such; they often travel—often in pairs or groups. Titus and Perscimmion Persimmon Whatever. —have quickly departed, haveing spotted the King far out of bounds, to which the King quickly launches after these two Kingsmen in pursuit, and though their loyalty lies within no singular dictation, they somewhat begrudgingly agree it best to keep the King's secret, after he wearily explains to the men, as his friends and genuinely that he feels he has fallen truly in love with her. KING IV Titus! [Titus is annoyed and expecting there to be a fight] TITUS Mellow. (Chill, bro) KING IV Be bold, you! (If you have something to say, then say it now and let's duke it out.) TITUS Never—mellow I am, as are we. (Nah, I'm chillin. We cool.) (I'm good, he's good—we chillin.) PERCI Chaos, you've spelled it. (You've opened a can of worms, dude.) (You got us all fucked up.) (You fucked up.) KING IV I've spelled then many words For our wise, Nevermind before you found her waiting, Dusk was fallen And here you, cry out such a task- To have found her in waiting, Not I or heavy bound, But yet with lust, The breath of motherdom on her wicked truth The tied you have counted, For I wisked away with every since Your true intent, persist, I may. The King implies here that he's made many conscious choices and has been playing at this game as a King, to which that only other royalty might understand, the strife of making hard decisions in which case, others might be hurt— or even killed. He explains that he and this Queen have found common ground, confining in one another's understanding of hardship as leaders, And that their attraction to one other has grown from this trust —naturally, and out of control; as he sees her maternal prime has approached; he suggests that he means no harm at all, but urges the men to think about what they plan to do with the discovery of their possible affair—nearly asking “what exactly do you plan to do with your knowledge of this?” (Are you finna tell on me?) (Who you finna tell?) TITUS Now. (Yo.) (srsly?) [Titus is a bit pissed that the king would turn it around to imply that his knowledge of this secret could do more harm than the secret itself; he is quite visibly angry.] [Perci keeps the peace by holding his friend back.] PERCI Mellow. (Chill, bro.) KING IV You found for call my wants; Shallow, as it may My need ne'er far behind the broken, Does call to you, brother, And you also, For I widow in thought, My fury (I'm a man; I have needs— I often put my needs as a King behind that of ny entire Kindgom—you're both men; so you know how it is; the feelings I have can't be ignored—it's primal.) A tear. [sarcasm. He's suggesting “cry about it.” Or “why don't I believe you?” Or, blatently—] (Cry me a river!) A tear, you ask But one does not cry as I seek Fair judgement and ridicule, Severed heart I, Come now awakened in To her, A dusk had come, Though night was golden A dawn arose with fury in my bosom Mine love awakened [He implies to lose his composure would show weakness—the King also implies here that he does, however, feel horrible about it; that he expects to be reviled, killed, or even dethroned—that his heart has truly broken as he has discovered something new in him; he has fallen in love with her. That after spending the night with her, he had become anew.] TITUS Not love, but—[he begins to argue that it is only lust] PERCI Seldom! (Yeah right/ that's rare.) KING IV Love, I bear you mine honest hands, The wilted rose, Blood upon thornes, Truly marks I who has come To wake in her (I'm telling you, I'm really in love with her.) [the king pleas that painstakingly so, his love is pure and true] PERCI Then. (Whatever.) [Titus gives up and agrees] TITUS So, I mellow. (Okay, okay.) [finally Percimmon speaks his mind] (Or whatever the fuck his actual name is) ::||pause. By now it ought to be obvious to you, dear reader and listener, that I am in fact, dictating this—translating these things for you sent from some faraway higher realm, for the sake of the art and with the purpose of your understanding my true intentions, as fellow human and as a writer, to live in the way I desire, honestly and wholeheartedly, without further interruption to my sanctity and wellness, in peace— Until my departure from this world. Does that quite say it? I don't know. Whatever. ::||Unpause. PERCI (By the way apparently some decendant or incarnation of the God Percius, son of Zeus) PERCIUS PERSCIMMION SIMMEON PERSCIMMON PERCI (You get it, right?) Mits infinite, And for the sake of this concept, Let's just consider this— All the same fucking guy, Or at the very least, Very closely interacting versions of this same guy Within these parallels Of time and space Wherein these worlds And realms Exist. Okay? Ok. Good. Proceeding. [this dude's pretty much been quiet the whole time but now is a little tiffed himself.] PERCI Did you fear for not The death that approaches, For now you call I, And our brethren here, For siren had sounded to wake, You in the light and there destined to love By blood is bound, And yet you wait, here now on high Calling to us, havingbeen hound by light, Whether you did, or did not forsought Come as foreign And leave again Worried, feather feared at all That by this blood, you too shall weep, To reap again what you sow Or shall they say, As punishment, For cause just binds?? (Did it bother you at all to think that not only you might get killed, but get us all killed?! Now you're asking us to lie for you— because all of a sudden, you're in love with this woman; a blood oath set in stone, and her having been betrothed— and here you come, running after us, after it finally occurs to you—whether you meant for it to happen or just “didn't think about it”, went all this way just to fuck shit up (complicate things), then come back home freaking out, running around like a chicken with your head cut off (acting like a crazy bird about to get eaten) saying that, whoever has to hurt or be killed over all this, you feel really bad about— but overall, know you what's coming to you, and you know, and I know, and he knows that we'll probably just all be better off not telling anybody about this…at least for now… but eventually, someone's bound to find out about this, and the less people “know”, the better…right?) KING IV Now. (Yeah.) TITUS I second. (I agree.) KING IV Here, too, I second, I third, even for not I as you, And you both as I, And how, The sun has set upon us, Why, death is sure to come As I rise, But give me no mercy, this Mellow now, I only beg What here has transpired Silence here, Between myself and I— Brethren. (So we all agree that it's better that this all just stays between us.) [the king implies that either way the truth will probably come out and he will die for it, but for now, the secret is best kept between them, with the understanding that they too could be killed in the vengeance and damage of the truth being told sooner than later.] Steady ye we all sigh as one. (I'm basically you.) / (if any of us go down, we all go down.) Steady ye as my death is yours. (We are one) (we're fucked, but whatever I guess.) Steady be my tongue as forced to lie with sacred heart true love does lie. (I hate having to do this but my love is true) So be it. (Fine) So, then. (Very well then.) Honor thy pardon. (Thank you guys.) Off, then. (Just …go.) (Get out) [the king quickly vanishes into the night] Damn, that took me longer to decode than I actually spent writing it. You—wrote this? I… Whatever. [The Festival Project.™] The Complex Collective © COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

The Infinite Skrillifiles: OWSLA Confidential

They're gripping at straws to make me look and feel crazy which can only mean— He's losing his power. Hopefully he's expecting another baby. Hopefully, for the ba's sake and its mother, it's not a little girl. Even my big and strong boy might be irreversibly damaged at the hands of a psychotic narcissist with anger problems—and though surely he had tried to kill me any way he could, I had survived. Now, the tables had indeed turned in my favor. With enough time, the truth would be revealed not only to those above, but to all who knew us; I hadn't lost my mind at all, only finally found a pair of eyes that could see the world around me that they did not like—and a pair of legs to run away from it. The first time my ex husband actually hit me— he had snapped, and though there had been other counts of shoving,heavy handed close calls and other questionable events in the years leading up to this, it had never been what it turned out to be his fist actually connecting with my face— not just once, but several times over and over until something got in the way— even years later, I didn't know what, but maybe just that I had stopped moving, or struggling to get away. “Play dead.” Maybe he thought I was dead—or maybe I was. Everything since in the nearly eight years after seemed an inescapable and hellish nightmare—inescapable, that is, from him. Or, from “it.” The thing that had tried to kill me That even after assuming an entirely new identity and seperate life, this dirty, lazy, disgusting and altogether unllpleasant energy seemed to follow me everywhere—and worse—this energy seemed to crawl into the other humans surrounding me, and like a parasite, never letting go. I wanted to die as much as anything just to never be reminded of him again. My thriving and success would make him look like a fool— more of one, anyhow, and either way— his jealousy of my life without him made it obvious how little and weak he actually was, though not on purpose, and, in some ways—many small ones, I had succeeded. Suddenly, everything became battlegrounds—fighting for my life as if somehow I were still in my abusers presence and grips—the devil in him seeking me out in the world as if I had deserved it in the first place. No one really deserves to die like that/- Especially not in front of their children. Now at least I knew he had no power alone, but that what one would The Devil itself often lived inside of the weak—weak in spirit, weak minded. Feeble and malleable, often fat and lazy people, it had become obvious— that people were the tools for this force to deplete the light and kindness, the good spirit and soul's purpose of others. I had forgiven him, but something indeed had rotted away the core I thought once shared into a blackened depth if awful waste—the things about him belonging to a world I wished never to see or be part of. I had grown, and changed—and I was sure with time so had he; perhaps not, but I couldn't know and wouldn't want to, wishing only for the best for anyone's sake. But this thing that seemed to follow me was a pitiful, screaming l and evil thing—I had let go with the consistent reminders of the permanent scars left in the crevices of my lip, and on my face—and though an entire child and perhaps several women between us, his need vengeance that I had left must have been mad, as the sweltering parasitic welt that riled up with enough fierceness to crawl into other sunken bodies, and surround my every waking moment. Not his power, at all, but a greater force of evil—the evil of all mankind—Satan himself seemed to have chosen me as his prey, my abuser as the illusion of conception. There for I, There for I, There for I, None! As truth did shatter mine ever being, And also Ever person near WHO VALIDATED THAT BITCH'S PARKING. —you think she drove here?! —if she did it would be on a broomstick. Goddammit. Get her out of here! Out! I said! You're…not a fan of Fallon's, are you. No, I'm not. (No—God, no.) Well, why not? First of all, he winks at people. ;) *cringe* Like, off camera. JIMMY O'FALLON And I want damages. Damages?! Damages. He's seeking damages?! To what. JIMMY O'FALLON Like, my entire—everything. Damages to everything. My entire life! Ah. [The Festival Project ™] I've got to admit, being sued hy Jimmy Fallon is probably the most exciting thing that's ever happened in the entirety of this series! What about that thing with Skrillex. (That was pretty exiting.) Which thing with Skrillex? All the things with Skrillex were pretty exciting. (Admittedly, yes.) Then there was Dillon Francis. I hate Dillon Francis. Exactly. Why! Because he excited you. Next question! Ahead. Yo. I finally get to link up with Supacree. You're a mess. Everything is a mess. The world is a mess. —your mom's a mess. Amanda, please. Have you been drinking? How long has deadmau5 been a cat? Forever, I think. Exciting! Enter through the exit! Enter through the exit! Who the fuck let you in here. {Enter The Multiverse} MARTHA STEWART'S plan for world domination is complete. L E G E N D S Johnny Moon was a handsome fellow; Johnny Moon was a Sam as well. Johnny Moon was a madman also; Johnny Moon had indeed done bad. Johnny Moon was a handsome devil; Johnny Moon was a charming man Johnny Moon went to heaven after Johnny Moon finished in Hell. Welcome To The Wonderful World of… | The Complex Collective © | By [The Festival Project ™] Breaking down that one scene from Ascension. How the fuck did these two actors even get into the realm of ascension? Being honest, I think it's that part of the dream like in The Wizard of Oz and/ or Alice in wonderland where everything just kind of bleeds together into one blurry weird world before it all explodes—or implodes— Whatever, just kill yourself. (On my way.) Titus- Jason Sudakis Perscimmion - Will Forte Why. I don't know why. The King just fucking guess . (I'll let you decide.) Titus and and Perscimmion— One argues this character's name is actually “Persimmon”… i've generally myself no preference but though I had first heard it as “Simeon”— Apparently, actually, “Perscimmon”, or “Persimmon”, the former however not accurately as in other contexts, he is sometimes referred to as “Perci” Whatever. Why is this Will Forte. *shrugs* Cause whatever, I don't know. (I like his socks.) Titus and Perscimmon— Perscimmion Whatever. CUT TO: /Bedtime Stories with Chak Chel —or was it, Chak Chel's bedtime stories. Whichever. No one cares. THE COSMIC AVENGER/SUPACREE Ugh grow up. KIRSTEN SHAAL Or is it Kristin? Ugh K, SHAAL It could be whoever, or whatever— anyone— right? GOOGLE KID 1 But it's not whoever. GOOGLE KID 2 It is whoever. GOOGLE KID 1 It's just two actors! GOOGLE KID 3 —then pick better actors! watch it! K. SHAAL It could be whatever, it could be whoever… I could be whoever! I'm whoever. It doesn't matter. CUT BACK TO: {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S Dissecting this recent excerpt from Ascencion © The Festival Project, Inc. 2019 All rights reserved. — have just discovered the King's seduction of a lady in waiting; the reigning Queen of her own dominion, betrothed to another, also presumed to be in his own right, a King. As scholars and members of the high court, both Titus and Perscimmion are groomed to keep watch over the happenings within each quarry, as given jusrisdiction by the Asended Mastery to spectate freely throughout all lands, and as such; they often travel—often in pairs or groups. Titus and Perscimmion Persimmon Whatever. —have quickly departed, haveing spotted the King far out of bounds, to which the King quickly launches after these two Kingsmen in pursuit, and though their loyalty lies within no singular dictation, they somewhat begrudgingly agree it best to keep the King's secret, after he wearily explains to the men, as his friends and genuinely that he feels he has fallen truly in love with her. KING IV Titus! [Titus is annoyed and expecting there to be a fight] TITUS Mellow. (Chill, bro) KING IV Be bold, you! (If you have something to say, then say it now and let's duke it out.) TITUS Never—mellow I am, as are we. (Nah, I'm chillin. We cool.) (I'm good, he's good—we chillin.) PERCI Chaos, you've spelled it. (You've opened a can of worms, dude.) (You got us all fucked up.) (You fucked up.) KING IV I've spelled then many words For our wise, Nevermind before you found her waiting, Dusk was fallen And here you, cry out such a task- To have found her in waiting, Not I or heavy bound, But yet with lust, The breath of motherdom on her wicked truth The tied you have counted, For I wisked away with every since Your true intent, persist, I may. The King implies here that he's made many conscious choices and has been playing at this game as a King, to which that only other royalty might understand, the strife of making hard decisions in which case, others might be hurt— or even killed. He explains that he and this Queen have found common ground, confining in one another's understanding of hardship as leaders, And that their attraction to one other has grown from this trust —naturally, and out of control; as he sees her maternal prime has approached; he suggests that he means no harm at all, but urges the men to think about what they plan to do with the discovery of their possible affair—nearly asking “what exactly do you plan to do with your knowledge of this?” (Are you finna tell on me?) (Who you finna tell?) TITUS Now. (Yo.) (srsly?) [Titus is a bit pissed that the king would turn it around to imply that his knowledge of this secret could do more harm than the secret itself; he is quite visibly angry.] [Perci keeps the peace by holding his friend back.] PERCI Mellow. (Chill, bro.) KING IV You found for call my wants; Shallow, as it may My need ne'er far behind the broken, Does call to you, brother, And you also, For I widow in thought, My fury (I'm a man; I have needs— I often put my needs as a King behind that of ny entire Kindgom—you're both men; so you know how it is; the feelings I have can't be ignored—it's primal.) A tear. [sarcasm. He's suggesting “cry about it.” Or “why don't I believe you?” Or, blatently—] (Cry me a river!) A tear, you ask But one does not cry as I seek Fair judgement and ridicule, Severed heart I, Come now awakened in To her, A dusk had come, Though night was golden A dawn arose with fury in my bosom Mine love awakened [He implies to lose his composure would show weakness—the King also implies here that he does, however, feel horrible about it; that he expects to be reviled, killed, or even dethroned—that his heart has truly broken as he has discovered something new in him; he has fallen in love with her. That after spending the night with her, he had become anew.] TITUS Not love, but—[he begins to argue that it is only lust] PERCI Seldom! (Yeah right/ that's rare.) KING IV Love, I bear you mine honest hands, The wilted rose, Blood upon thornes, Truly marks I who has come To wake in her (I'm telling you, I'm really in love with her.) [the king pleas that painstakingly so, his love is pure and true] PERCI Then. (Whatever.) [Titus gives up and agrees] TITUS So, I mellow. (Okay, okay.) [finally Percimmon speaks his mind] (Or whatever the fuck his actual name is) ::||pause. By now it ought to be obvious to you, dear reader and listener, that I am in fact, dictating this—translating these things for you sent from some faraway higher realm, for the sake of the art and with the purpose of your understanding my true intentions, as fellow human and as a writer, to live in the way I desire, honestly and wholeheartedly, without further interruption to my sanctity and wellness, in peace— Until my departure from this world. Does that quite say it? I don't know. Whatever. ::||Unpause. PERCI (By the way apparently some decendant or incarnation of the God Percius, son of Zeus) PERCIUS PERSCIMMION SIMMEON PERSCIMMON PERCI (You get it, right?) Mits infinite, And for the sake of this concept, Let's just consider this— All the same fucking guy, Or at the very least, Very closely interacting versions of this same guy Within these parallels Of time and space Wherein these worlds And realms Exist. Okay? Ok. Good. Proceeding. [this dude's pretty much been quiet the whole time but now is a little tiffed himself.] PERCI Did you fear for not The death that approaches, For now you call I, And our brethren here, For siren had sounded to wake, You in the light and there destined to love By blood is bound, And yet you wait, here now on high Calling to us, havingbeen hound by light, Whether you did, or did not forsought Come as foreign And leave again Worried, feather feared at all That by this blood, you too shall weep, To reap again what you sow Or shall they say, As punishment, For cause just binds?? (Did it bother you at all to think that not only you might get killed, but get us all killed?! Now you're asking us to lie for you— because all of a sudden, you're in love with this woman; a blood oath set in stone, and her having been betrothed— and here you come, running after us, after it finally occurs to you—whether you meant for it to happen or just “didn't think about it”, went all this way just to fuck shit up (complicate things), then come back home freaking out, running around like a chicken with your head cut off (acting like a crazy bird about to get eaten) saying that, whoever has to hurt or be killed over all this, you feel really bad about— but overall, know you what's coming to you, and you know, and I know, and he knows that we'll probably just all be better off not telling anybody about this…at least for now… but eventually, someone's bound to find out about this, and the less people “know”, the better…right?) KING IV Now. (Yeah.) TITUS I second. (I agree.) KING IV Here, too, I second, I third, even for not I as you, And you both as I, And how, The sun has set upon us, Why, death is sure to come As I rise, But give me no mercy, this Mellow now, I only beg What here has transpired Silence here, Between myself and I— Brethren. (So we all agree that it's better that this all just stays between us.) [the king implies that either way the truth will probably come out and he will die for it, but for now, the secret is best kept between them, with the understanding that they too could be killed in the vengeance and damage of the truth being told sooner than later.] Steady ye we all sigh as one. (I'm basically you.) / (if any of us go down, we all go down.) Steady ye as my death is yours. (We are one) (we're fucked, but whatever I guess.) Steady be my tongue as forced to lie with sacred heart true love does lie. (I hate having to do this but my love is true) So be it. (Fine) So, then. (Very well then.) Honor thy pardon. (Thank you guys.) Off, then. (Just …go.) (Get out) [the king quickly vanishes into the night] Damn, that took me longer to decode than I actually spent writing it. You—wrote this? I… Whatever. [The Festival Project.™] The Complex Collective © COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

[ENTER THE MULTIVERSE]
Xochil. // No Chill.

[ENTER THE MULTIVERSE]

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 29, 2024 118:28


They're gripping at straws to make me look and feel crazy which can only mean— He's losing his power. Hopefully he's expecting another baby. Hopefully, for the ba's sake and its mother, it's not a little girl. Even my big and strong boy might be irreversibly damaged at the hands of a psychotic narcissist with anger problems—and though surely he had tried to kill me any way he could, I had survived. Now, the tables had indeed turned in my favor. With enough time, the truth would be revealed not only to those above, but to all who knew us; I hadn't lost my mind at all, only finally found a pair of eyes that could see the world around me that they did not like—and a pair of legs to run away from it. The first time my ex husband actually hit me— he had snapped, and though there had been other counts of shoving,heavy handed close calls and other questionable events in the years leading up to this, it had never been what it turned out to be his fist actually connecting with my face— not just once, but several times over and over until something got in the way— even years later, I didn't know what, but maybe just that I had stopped moving, or struggling to get away. “Play dead.” Maybe he thought I was dead—or maybe I was. Everything since in the nearly eight years after seemed an inescapable and hellish nightmare—inescapable, that is, from him. Or, from “it.” The thing that had tried to kill me That even after assuming an entirely new identity and seperate life, this dirty, lazy, disgusting and altogether unllpleasant energy seemed to follow me everywhere—and worse—this energy seemed to crawl into the other humans surrounding me, and like a parasite, never letting go. I wanted to die as much as anything just to never be reminded of him again. My thriving and success would make him look like a fool— more of one, anyhow, and either way— his jealousy of my life without him made it obvious how little and weak he actually was, though not on purpose, and, in some ways—many small ones, I had succeeded. Suddenly, everything became battlegrounds—fighting for my life as if somehow I were still in my abusers presence and grips—the devil in him seeking me out in the world as if I had deserved it in the first place. No one really deserves to die like that/- Especially not in front of their children. Now at least I knew he had no power alone, but that what one would The Devil itself often lived inside of the weak—weak in spirit, weak minded. Feeble and malleable, often fat and lazy people, it had become obvious— that people were the tools for this force to deplete the light and kindness, the good spirit and soul's purpose of others. I had forgiven him, but something indeed had rotted away the core I thought once shared into a blackened depth if awful waste—the things about him belonging to a world I wished never to see or be part of. I had grown, and changed—and I was sure with time so had he; perhaps not, but I couldn't know and wouldn't want to, wishing only for the best for anyone's sake. But this thing that seemed to follow me was a pitiful, screaming l and evil thing—I had let go with the consistent reminders of the permanent scars left in the crevices of my lip, and on my face—and though an entire child and perhaps several women between us, his need vengeance that I had left must have been mad, as the sweltering parasitic welt that riled up with enough fierceness to crawl into other sunken bodies, and surround my every waking moment. Not his power, at all, but a greater force of evil—the evil of all mankind—Satan himself seemed to have chosen me as his prey, my abuser as the illusion of conception. There for I, There for I, There for I, None! As truth did shatter mine ever being, And also Ever person near WHO VALIDATED THAT BITCH'S PARKING. —you think she drove here?! —if she did it would be on a broomstick. Goddammit. Get her out of here! Out! I said! You're…not a fan of Fallon's, are you. No, I'm not. (No—God, no.) Well, why not? First of all, he winks at people. ;) *cringe* Like, off camera. JIMMY O'FALLON And I want damages. Damages?! Damages. He's seeking damages?! To what. JIMMY O'FALLON Like, my entire—everything. Damages to everything. My entire life! Ah. [The Festival Project ™] I've got to admit, being sued hy Jimmy Fallon is probably the most exciting thing that's ever happened in the entirety of this series! What about that thing with Skrillex. (That was pretty exiting.) Which thing with Skrillex? All the things with Skrillex were pretty exciting. (Admittedly, yes.) Then there was Dillon Francis. I hate Dillon Francis. Exactly. Why! Because he excited you. Next question! Ahead. Yo. I finally get to link up with Supacree. You're a mess. Everything is a mess. The world is a mess. —your mom's a mess. Amanda, please. Have you been drinking? How long has deadmau5 been a cat? Forever, I think. Exciting! Enter through the exit! Enter through the exit! Who the fuck let you in here. {Enter The Multiverse} MARTHA STEWART'S plan for world domination is complete. L E G E N D S Johnny Moon was a handsome fellow; Johnny Moon was a Sam as well. Johnny Moon was a madman also; Johnny Moon had indeed done bad. Johnny Moon was a handsome devil; Johnny Moon was a charming man Johnny Moon went to heaven after Johnny Moon finished in Hell. Welcome To The Wonderful World of… | The Complex Collective © | By [The Festival Project ™] Breaking down that one scene from Ascension. How the fuck did these two actors even get into the realm of ascension? Being honest, I think it's that part of the dream like in The Wizard of Oz and/ or Alice in wonderland where everything just kind of bleeds together into one blurry weird world before it all explodes—or implodes— Whatever, just kill yourself. (On my way.) Titus- Jason Sudakis Perscimmion - Will Forte Why. I don't know why. The King just fucking guess . (I'll let you decide.) Titus and and Perscimmion— One argues this character's name is actually “Persimmon”… i've generally myself no preference but though I had first heard it as “Simeon”— Apparently, actually, “Perscimmon”, or “Persimmon”, the former however not accurately as in other contexts, he is sometimes referred to as “Perci” Whatever. Why is this Will Forte. *shrugs* Cause whatever, I don't know. (I like his socks.) Titus and Perscimmon— Perscimmion Whatever. CUT TO: /Bedtime Stories with Chak Chel —or was it, Chak Chel's bedtime stories. Whichever. No one cares. THE COSMIC AVENGER/SUPACREE Ugh grow up. KIRSTEN SHAAL Or is it Kristin? Ugh K, SHAAL It could be whoever, or whatever— anyone— right? GOOGLE KID 1 But it's not whoever. GOOGLE KID 2 It is whoever. GOOGLE KID 1 It's just two actors! GOOGLE KID 3 —then pick better actors! watch it! K. SHAAL It could be whatever, it could be whoever… I could be whoever! I'm whoever. It doesn't matter. CUT BACK TO: {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S Dissecting this recent excerpt from Ascencion © The Festival Project, Inc. 2019 All rights reserved. — have just discovered the King's seduction of a lady in waiting; the reigning Queen of her own dominion, betrothed to another, also presumed to be in his own right, a King. As scholars and members of the high court, both Titus and Perscimmion are groomed to keep watch over the happenings within each quarry, as given jusrisdiction by the Asended Mastery to spectate freely throughout all lands, and as such; they often travel—often in pairs or groups. Titus and Perscimmion Persimmon Whatever. —have quickly departed, haveing spotted the King far out of bounds, to which the King quickly launches after these two Kingsmen in pursuit, and though their loyalty lies within no singular dictation, they somewhat begrudgingly agree it best to keep the King's secret, after he wearily explains to the men, as his friends and genuinely that he feels he has fallen truly in love with her. KING IV Titus! [Titus is annoyed and expecting there to be a fight] TITUS Mellow. (Chill, bro) KING IV Be bold, you! (If you have something to say, then say it now and let's duke it out.) TITUS Never—mellow I am, as are we. (Nah, I'm chillin. We cool.) (I'm good, he's good—we chillin.) PERCI Chaos, you've spelled it. (You've opened a can of worms, dude.) (You got us all fucked up.) (You fucked up.) KING IV I've spelled then many words For our wise, Nevermind before you found her waiting, Dusk was fallen And here you, cry out such a task- To have found her in waiting, Not I or heavy bound, But yet with lust, The breath of motherdom on her wicked truth The tied you have counted, For I wisked away with every since Your true intent, persist, I may. The King implies here that he's made many conscious choices and has been playing at this game as a King, to which that only other royalty might understand, the strife of making hard decisions in which case, others might be hurt— or even killed. He explains that he and this Queen have found common ground, confining in one another's understanding of hardship as leaders, And that their attraction to one other has grown from this trust —naturally, and out of control; as he sees her maternal prime has approached; he suggests that he means no harm at all, but urges the men to think about what they plan to do with the discovery of their possible affair—nearly asking “what exactly do you plan to do with your knowledge of this?” (Are you finna tell on me?) (Who you finna tell?) TITUS Now. (Yo.) (srsly?) [Titus is a bit pissed that the king would turn it around to imply that his knowledge of this secret could do more harm than the secret itself; he is quite visibly angry.] [Perci keeps the peace by holding his friend back.] PERCI Mellow. (Chill, bro.) KING IV You found for call my wants; Shallow, as it may My need ne'er far behind the broken, Does call to you, brother, And you also, For I widow in thought, My fury (I'm a man; I have needs— I often put my needs as a King behind that of ny entire Kindgom—you're both men; so you know how it is; the feelings I have can't be ignored—it's primal.) A tear. [sarcasm. He's suggesting “cry about it.” Or “why don't I believe you?” Or, blatently—] (Cry me a river!) A tear, you ask But one does not cry as I seek Fair judgement and ridicule, Severed heart I, Come now awakened in To her, A dusk had come, Though night was golden A dawn arose with fury in my bosom Mine love awakened [He implies to lose his composure would show weakness—the King also implies here that he does, however, feel horrible about it; that he expects to be reviled, killed, or even dethroned—that his heart has truly broken as he has discovered something new in him; he has fallen in love with her. That after spending the night with her, he had become anew.] TITUS Not love, but—[he begins to argue that it is only lust] PERCI Seldom! (Yeah right/ that's rare.) KING IV Love, I bear you mine honest hands, The wilted rose, Blood upon thornes, Truly marks I who has come To wake in her (I'm telling you, I'm really in love with her.) [the king pleas that painstakingly so, his love is pure and true] PERCI Then. (Whatever.) [Titus gives up and agrees] TITUS So, I mellow. (Okay, okay.) [finally Percimmon speaks his mind] (Or whatever the fuck his actual name is) ::||pause. By now it ought to be obvious to you, dear reader and listener, that I am in fact, dictating this—translating these things for you sent from some faraway higher realm, for the sake of the art and with the purpose of your understanding my true intentions, as fellow human and as a writer, to live in the way I desire, honestly and wholeheartedly, without further interruption to my sanctity and wellness, in peace— Until my departure from this world. Does that quite say it? I don't know. Whatever. ::||Unpause. PERCI (By the way apparently some decendant or incarnation of the God Percius, son of Zeus) PERCIUS PERSCIMMION SIMMEON PERSCIMMON PERCI (You get it, right?) Mits infinite, And for the sake of this concept, Let's just consider this— All the same fucking guy, Or at the very least, Very closely interacting versions of this same guy Within these parallels Of time and space Wherein these worlds And realms Exist. Okay? Ok. Good. Proceeding. [this dude's pretty much been quiet the whole time but now is a little tiffed himself.] PERCI Did you fear for not The death that approaches, For now you call I, And our brethren here, For siren had sounded to wake, You in the light and there destined to love By blood is bound, And yet you wait, here now on high Calling to us, havingbeen hound by light, Whether you did, or did not forsought Come as foreign And leave again Worried, feather feared at all That by this blood, you too shall weep, To reap again what you sow Or shall they say, As punishment, For cause just binds?? (Did it bother you at all to think that not only you might get killed, but get us all killed?! Now you're asking us to lie for you— because all of a sudden, you're in love with this woman; a blood oath set in stone, and her having been betrothed— and here you come, running after us, after it finally occurs to you—whether you meant for it to happen or just “didn't think about it”, went all this way just to fuck shit up (complicate things), then come back home freaking out, running around like a chicken with your head cut off (acting like a crazy bird about to get eaten) saying that, whoever has to hurt or be killed over all this, you feel really bad about— but overall, know you what's coming to you, and you know, and I know, and he knows that we'll probably just all be better off not telling anybody about this…at least for now… but eventually, someone's bound to find out about this, and the less people “know”, the better…right?) KING IV Now. (Yeah.) TITUS I second. (I agree.) KING IV Here, too, I second, I third, even for not I as you, And you both as I, And how, The sun has set upon us, Why, death is sure to come As I rise, But give me no mercy, this Mellow now, I only beg What here has transpired Silence here, Between myself and I— Brethren. (So we all agree that it's better that this all just stays between us.) [the king implies that either way the truth will probably come out and he will die for it, but for now, the secret is best kept between them, with the understanding that they too could be killed in the vengeance and damage of the truth being told sooner than later.] Steady ye we all sigh as one. (I'm basically you.) / (if any of us go down, we all go down.) Steady ye as my death is yours. (We are one) (we're fucked, but whatever I guess.) Steady be my tongue as forced to lie with sacred heart true love does lie. (I hate having to do this but my love is true) So be it. (Fine) So, then. (Very well then.) Honor thy pardon. (Thank you guys.) Off, then. (Just …go.) (Get out) [the king quickly vanishes into the night] Damn, that took me longer to decode than I actually spent writing it. You—wrote this? I… Whatever. [The Festival Project.™] The Complex Collective © COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

[ENTER THE MULTIVERSE]
Xochil. // No Chill.

[ENTER THE MULTIVERSE]

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 29, 2024 118:28


They're gripping at straws to make me look and feel crazy which can only mean— He's losing his power. Hopefully he's expecting another baby. Hopefully, for the ba's sake and its mother, it's not a little girl. Even my big and strong boy might be irreversibly damaged at the hands of a psychotic narcissist with anger problems—and though surely he had tried to kill me any way he could, I had survived. Now, the tables had indeed turned in my favor. With enough time, the truth would be revealed not only to those above, but to all who knew us; I hadn't lost my mind at all, only finally found a pair of eyes that could see the world around me that they did not like—and a pair of legs to run away from it. The first time my ex husband actually hit me— he had snapped, and though there had been other counts of shoving,heavy handed close calls and other questionable events in the years leading up to this, it had never been what it turned out to be his fist actually connecting with my face— not just once, but several times over and over until something got in the way— even years later, I didn't know what, but maybe just that I had stopped moving, or struggling to get away. “Play dead.” Maybe he thought I was dead—or maybe I was. Everything since in the nearly eight years after seemed an inescapable and hellish nightmare—inescapable, that is, from him. Or, from “it.” The thing that had tried to kill me That even after assuming an entirely new identity and seperate life, this dirty, lazy, disgusting and altogether unllpleasant energy seemed to follow me everywhere—and worse—this energy seemed to crawl into the other humans surrounding me, and like a parasite, never letting go. I wanted to die as much as anything just to never be reminded of him again. My thriving and success would make him look like a fool— more of one, anyhow, and either way— his jealousy of my life without him made it obvious how little and weak he actually was, though not on purpose, and, in some ways—many small ones, I had succeeded. Suddenly, everything became battlegrounds—fighting for my life as if somehow I were still in my abusers presence and grips—the devil in him seeking me out in the world as if I had deserved it in the first place. No one really deserves to die like that/- Especially not in front of their children. Now at least I knew he had no power alone, but that what one would The Devil itself often lived inside of the weak—weak in spirit, weak minded. Feeble and malleable, often fat and lazy people, it had become obvious— that people were the tools for this force to deplete the light and kindness, the good spirit and soul's purpose of others. I had forgiven him, but something indeed had rotted away the core I thought once shared into a blackened depth if awful waste—the things about him belonging to a world I wished never to see or be part of. I had grown, and changed—and I was sure with time so had he; perhaps not, but I couldn't know and wouldn't want to, wishing only for the best for anyone's sake. But this thing that seemed to follow me was a pitiful, screaming l and evil thing—I had let go with the consistent reminders of the permanent scars left in the crevices of my lip, and on my face—and though an entire child and perhaps several women between us, his need vengeance that I had left must have been mad, as the sweltering parasitic welt that riled up with enough fierceness to crawl into other sunken bodies, and surround my every waking moment. Not his power, at all, but a greater force of evil—the evil of all mankind—Satan himself seemed to have chosen me as his prey, my abuser as the illusion of conception. There for I, There for I, There for I, None! As truth did shatter mine ever being, And also Ever person near WHO VALIDATED THAT BITCH'S PARKING. —you think she drove here?! —if she did it would be on a broomstick. Goddammit. Get her out of here! Out! I said! You're…not a fan of Fallon's, are you. No, I'm not. (No—God, no.) Well, why not? First of all, he winks at people. ;) *cringe* Like, off camera. JIMMY O'FALLON And I want damages. Damages?! Damages. He's seeking damages?! To what. JIMMY O'FALLON Like, my entire—everything. Damages to everything. My entire life! Ah. [The Festival Project ™] I've got to admit, being sued hy Jimmy Fallon is probably the most exciting thing that's ever happened in the entirety of this series! What about that thing with Skrillex. (That was pretty exiting.) Which thing with Skrillex? All the things with Skrillex were pretty exciting. (Admittedly, yes.) Then there was Dillon Francis. I hate Dillon Francis. Exactly. Why! Because he excited you. Next question! Ahead. Yo. I finally get to link up with Supacree. You're a mess. Everything is a mess. The world is a mess. —your mom's a mess. Amanda, please. Have you been drinking? How long has deadmau5 been a cat? Forever, I think. Exciting! Enter through the exit! Enter through the exit! Who the fuck let you in here. {Enter The Multiverse} MARTHA STEWART'S plan for world domination is complete. L E G E N D S Johnny Moon was a handsome fellow; Johnny Moon was a Sam as well. Johnny Moon was a madman also; Johnny Moon had indeed done bad. Johnny Moon was a handsome devil; Johnny Moon was a charming man Johnny Moon went to heaven after Johnny Moon finished in Hell. Welcome To The Wonderful World of… | The Complex Collective © | By [The Festival Project ™] Breaking down that one scene from Ascension. How the fuck did these two actors even get into the realm of ascension? Being honest, I think it's that part of the dream like in The Wizard of Oz and/ or Alice in wonderland where everything just kind of bleeds together into one blurry weird world before it all explodes—or implodes— Whatever, just kill yourself. (On my way.) Titus- Jason Sudakis Perscimmion - Will Forte Why. I don't know why. The King just fucking guess . (I'll let you decide.) Titus and and Perscimmion— One argues this character's name is actually “Persimmon”… i've generally myself no preference but though I had first heard it as “Simeon”— Apparently, actually, “Perscimmon”, or “Persimmon”, the former however not accurately as in other contexts, he is sometimes referred to as “Perci” Whatever. Why is this Will Forte. *shrugs* Cause whatever, I don't know. (I like his socks.) Titus and Perscimmon— Perscimmion Whatever. CUT TO: /Bedtime Stories with Chak Chel —or was it, Chak Chel's bedtime stories. Whichever. No one cares. THE COSMIC AVENGER/SUPACREE Ugh grow up. KIRSTEN SHAAL Or is it Kristin? Ugh K, SHAAL It could be whoever, or whatever— anyone— right? GOOGLE KID 1 But it's not whoever. GOOGLE KID 2 It is whoever. GOOGLE KID 1 It's just two actors! GOOGLE KID 3 —then pick better actors! watch it! K. SHAAL It could be whatever, it could be whoever… I could be whoever! I'm whoever. It doesn't matter. CUT BACK TO: {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S Dissecting this recent excerpt from Ascencion © The Festival Project, Inc. 2019 All rights reserved. — have just discovered the King's seduction of a lady in waiting; the reigning Queen of her own dominion, betrothed to another, also presumed to be in his own right, a King. As scholars and members of the high court, both Titus and Perscimmion are groomed to keep watch over the happenings within each quarry, as given jusrisdiction by the Asended Mastery to spectate freely throughout all lands, and as such; they often travel—often in pairs or groups. Titus and Perscimmion Persimmon Whatever. —have quickly departed, haveing spotted the King far out of bounds, to which the King quickly launches after these two Kingsmen in pursuit, and though their loyalty lies within no singular dictation, they somewhat begrudgingly agree it best to keep the King's secret, after he wearily explains to the men, as his friends and genuinely that he feels he has fallen truly in love with her. KING IV Titus! [Titus is annoyed and expecting there to be a fight] TITUS Mellow. (Chill, bro) KING IV Be bold, you! (If you have something to say, then say it now and let's duke it out.) TITUS Never—mellow I am, as are we. (Nah, I'm chillin. We cool.) (I'm good, he's good—we chillin.) PERCI Chaos, you've spelled it. (You've opened a can of worms, dude.) (You got us all fucked up.) (You fucked up.) KING IV I've spelled then many words For our wise, Nevermind before you found her waiting, Dusk was fallen And here you, cry out such a task- To have found her in waiting, Not I or heavy bound, But yet with lust, The breath of motherdom on her wicked truth The tied you have counted, For I wisked away with every since Your true intent, persist, I may. The King implies here that he's made many conscious choices and has been playing at this game as a King, to which that only other royalty might understand, the strife of making hard decisions in which case, others might be hurt— or even killed. He explains that he and this Queen have found common ground, confining in one another's understanding of hardship as leaders, And that their attraction to one other has grown from this trust —naturally, and out of control; as he sees her maternal prime has approached; he suggests that he means no harm at all, but urges the men to think about what they plan to do with the discovery of their possible affair—nearly asking “what exactly do you plan to do with your knowledge of this?” (Are you finna tell on me?) (Who you finna tell?) TITUS Now. (Yo.) (srsly?) [Titus is a bit pissed that the king would turn it around to imply that his knowledge of this secret could do more harm than the secret itself; he is quite visibly angry.] [Perci keeps the peace by holding his friend back.] PERCI Mellow. (Chill, bro.) KING IV You found for call my wants; Shallow, as it may My need ne'er far behind the broken, Does call to you, brother, And you also, For I widow in thought, My fury (I'm a man; I have needs— I often put my needs as a King behind that of ny entire Kindgom—you're both men; so you know how it is; the feelings I have can't be ignored—it's primal.) A tear. [sarcasm. He's suggesting “cry about it.” Or “why don't I believe you?” Or, blatently—] (Cry me a river!) A tear, you ask But one does not cry as I seek Fair judgement and ridicule, Severed heart I, Come now awakened in To her, A dusk had come, Though night was golden A dawn arose with fury in my bosom Mine love awakened [He implies to lose his composure would show weakness—the King also implies here that he does, however, feel horrible about it; that he expects to be reviled, killed, or even dethroned—that his heart has truly broken as he has discovered something new in him; he has fallen in love with her. That after spending the night with her, he had become anew.] TITUS Not love, but—[he begins to argue that it is only lust] PERCI Seldom! (Yeah right/ that's rare.) KING IV Love, I bear you mine honest hands, The wilted rose, Blood upon thornes, Truly marks I who has come To wake in her (I'm telling you, I'm really in love with her.) [the king pleas that painstakingly so, his love is pure and true] PERCI Then. (Whatever.) [Titus gives up and agrees] TITUS So, I mellow. (Okay, okay.) [finally Percimmon speaks his mind] (Or whatever the fuck his actual name is) ::||pause. By now it ought to be obvious to you, dear reader and listener, that I am in fact, dictating this—translating these things for you sent from some faraway higher realm, for the sake of the art and with the purpose of your understanding my true intentions, as fellow human and as a writer, to live in the way I desire, honestly and wholeheartedly, without further interruption to my sanctity and wellness, in peace— Until my departure from this world. Does that quite say it? I don't know. Whatever. ::||Unpause. PERCI (By the way apparently some decendant or incarnation of the God Percius, son of Zeus) PERCIUS PERSCIMMION SIMMEON PERSCIMMON PERCI (You get it, right?) Mits infinite, And for the sake of this concept, Let's just consider this— All the same fucking guy, Or at the very least, Very closely interacting versions of this same guy Within these parallels Of time and space Wherein these worlds And realms Exist. Okay? Ok. Good. Proceeding. [this dude's pretty much been quiet the whole time but now is a little tiffed himself.] PERCI Did you fear for not The death that approaches, For now you call I, And our brethren here, For siren had sounded to wake, You in the light and there destined to love By blood is bound, And yet you wait, here now on high Calling to us, havingbeen hound by light, Whether you did, or did not forsought Come as foreign And leave again Worried, feather feared at all That by this blood, you too shall weep, To reap again what you sow Or shall they say, As punishment, For cause just binds?? (Did it bother you at all to think that not only you might get killed, but get us all killed?! Now you're asking us to lie for you— because all of a sudden, you're in love with this woman; a blood oath set in stone, and her having been betrothed— and here you come, running after us, after it finally occurs to you—whether you meant for it to happen or just “didn't think about it”, went all this way just to fuck shit up (complicate things), then come back home freaking out, running around like a chicken with your head cut off (acting like a crazy bird about to get eaten) saying that, whoever has to hurt or be killed over all this, you feel really bad about— but overall, know you what's coming to you, and you know, and I know, and he knows that we'll probably just all be better off not telling anybody about this…at least for now… but eventually, someone's bound to find out about this, and the less people “know”, the better…right?) KING IV Now. (Yeah.) TITUS I second. (I agree.) KING IV Here, too, I second, I third, even for not I as you, And you both as I, And how, The sun has set upon us, Why, death is sure to come As I rise, But give me no mercy, this Mellow now, I only beg What here has transpired Silence here, Between myself and I— Brethren. (So we all agree that it's better that this all just stays between us.) [the king implies that either way the truth will probably come out and he will die for it, but for now, the secret is best kept between them, with the understanding that they too could be killed in the vengeance and damage of the truth being told sooner than later.] Steady ye we all sigh as one. (I'm basically you.) / (if any of us go down, we all go down.) Steady ye as my death is yours. (We are one) (we're fucked, but whatever I guess.) Steady be my tongue as forced to lie with sacred heart true love does lie. (I hate having to do this but my love is true) So be it. (Fine) So, then. (Very well then.) Honor thy pardon. (Thank you guys.) Off, then. (Just …go.) (Get out) [the king quickly vanishes into the night] Damn, that took me longer to decode than I actually spent writing it. You—wrote this? I… Whatever. [The Festival Project.™] The Complex Collective © COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

Gerald’s World.
Xochil. // No Chill.

Gerald’s World.

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 29, 2024 118:28


They're gripping at straws to make me look and feel crazy which can only mean— He's losing his power. Hopefully he's expecting another baby. Hopefully, for the ba's sake and its mother, it's not a little girl. Even my big and strong boy might be irreversibly damaged at the hands of a psychotic narcissist with anger problems—and though surely he had tried to kill me any way he could, I had survived. Now, the tables had indeed turned in my favor. With enough time, the truth would be revealed not only to those above, but to all who knew us; I hadn't lost my mind at all, only finally found a pair of eyes that could see the world around me that they did not like—and a pair of legs to run away from it. The first time my ex husband actually hit me— he had snapped, and though there had been other counts of shoving,heavy handed close calls and other questionable events in the years leading up to this, it had never been what it turned out to be his fist actually connecting with my face— not just once, but several times over and over until something got in the way— even years later, I didn't know what, but maybe just that I had stopped moving, or struggling to get away. “Play dead.” Maybe he thought I was dead—or maybe I was. Everything since in the nearly eight years after seemed an inescapable and hellish nightmare—inescapable, that is, from him. Or, from “it.” The thing that had tried to kill me That even after assuming an entirely new identity and seperate life, this dirty, lazy, disgusting and altogether unllpleasant energy seemed to follow me everywhere—and worse—this energy seemed to crawl into the other humans surrounding me, and like a parasite, never letting go. I wanted to die as much as anything just to never be reminded of him again. My thriving and success would make him look like a fool— more of one, anyhow, and either way— his jealousy of my life without him made it obvious how little and weak he actually was, though not on purpose, and, in some ways—many small ones, I had succeeded. Suddenly, everything became battlegrounds—fighting for my life as if somehow I were still in my abusers presence and grips—the devil in him seeking me out in the world as if I had deserved it in the first place. No one really deserves to die like that/- Especially not in front of their children. Now at least I knew he had no power alone, but that what one would The Devil itself often lived inside of the weak—weak in spirit, weak minded. Feeble and malleable, often fat and lazy people, it had become obvious— that people were the tools for this force to deplete the light and kindness, the good spirit and soul's purpose of others. I had forgiven him, but something indeed had rotted away the core I thought once shared into a blackened depth if awful waste—the things about him belonging to a world I wished never to see or be part of. I had grown, and changed—and I was sure with time so had he; perhaps not, but I couldn't know and wouldn't want to, wishing only for the best for anyone's sake. But this thing that seemed to follow me was a pitiful, screaming l and evil thing—I had let go with the consistent reminders of the permanent scars left in the crevices of my lip, and on my face—and though an entire child and perhaps several women between us, his need vengeance that I had left must have been mad, as the sweltering parasitic welt that riled up with enough fierceness to crawl into other sunken bodies, and surround my every waking moment. Not his power, at all, but a greater force of evil—the evil of all mankind—Satan himself seemed to have chosen me as his prey, my abuser as the illusion of conception. There for I, There for I, There for I, None! As truth did shatter mine ever being, And also Ever person near WHO VALIDATED THAT BITCH'S PARKING. —you think she drove here?! —if she did it would be on a broomstick. Goddammit. Get her out of here! Out! I said! You're…not a fan of Fallon's, are you. No, I'm not. (No—God, no.) Well, why not? First of all, he winks at people. ;) *cringe* Like, off camera. JIMMY O'FALLON And I want damages. Damages?! Damages. He's seeking damages?! To what. JIMMY O'FALLON Like, my entire—everything. Damages to everything. My entire life! Ah. [The Festival Project ™] I've got to admit, being sued hy Jimmy Fallon is probably the most exciting thing that's ever happened in the entirety of this series! What about that thing with Skrillex. (That was pretty exiting.) Which thing with Skrillex? All the things with Skrillex were pretty exciting. (Admittedly, yes.) Then there was Dillon Francis. I hate Dillon Francis. Exactly. Why! Because he excited you. Next question! Ahead. Yo. I finally get to link up with Supacree. You're a mess. Everything is a mess. The world is a mess. —your mom's a mess. Amanda, please. Have you been drinking? How long has deadmau5 been a cat? Forever, I think. Exciting! Enter through the exit! Enter through the exit! Who the fuck let you in here. {Enter The Multiverse} MARTHA STEWART'S plan for world domination is complete. L E G E N D S Johnny Moon was a handsome fellow; Johnny Moon was a Sam as well. Johnny Moon was a madman also; Johnny Moon had indeed done bad. Johnny Moon was a handsome devil; Johnny Moon was a charming man Johnny Moon went to heaven after Johnny Moon finished in Hell. Welcome To The Wonderful World of… | The Complex Collective © | By [The Festival Project ™] Breaking down that one scene from Ascension. How the fuck did these two actors even get into the realm of ascension? Being honest, I think it's that part of the dream like in The Wizard of Oz and/ or Alice in wonderland where everything just kind of bleeds together into one blurry weird world before it all explodes—or implodes— Whatever, just kill yourself. (On my way.) Titus- Jason Sudakis Perscimmion - Will Forte Why. I don't know why. The King just fucking guess . (I'll let you decide.) Titus and and Perscimmion— One argues this character's name is actually “Persimmon”… i've generally myself no preference but though I had first heard it as “Simeon”— Apparently, actually, “Perscimmon”, or “Persimmon”, the former however not accurately as in other contexts, he is sometimes referred to as “Perci” Whatever. Why is this Will Forte. *shrugs* Cause whatever, I don't know. (I like his socks.) Titus and Perscimmon— Perscimmion Whatever. CUT TO: /Bedtime Stories with Chak Chel —or was it, Chak Chel's bedtime stories. Whichever. No one cares. THE COSMIC AVENGER/SUPACREE Ugh grow up. KIRSTEN SHAAL Or is it Kristin? Ugh K, SHAAL It could be whoever, or whatever— anyone— right? GOOGLE KID 1 But it's not whoever. GOOGLE KID 2 It is whoever. GOOGLE KID 1 It's just two actors! GOOGLE KID 3 —then pick better actors! watch it! K. SHAAL It could be whatever, it could be whoever… I could be whoever! I'm whoever. It doesn't matter. CUT BACK TO: {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S Dissecting this recent excerpt from Ascencion © The Festival Project, Inc. 2019 All rights reserved. — have just discovered the King's seduction of a lady in waiting; the reigning Queen of her own dominion, betrothed to another, also presumed to be in his own right, a King. As scholars and members of the high court, both Titus and Perscimmion are groomed to keep watch over the happenings within each quarry, as given jusrisdiction by the Asended Mastery to spectate freely throughout all lands, and as such; they often travel—often in pairs or groups. Titus and Perscimmion Persimmon Whatever. —have quickly departed, haveing spotted the King far out of bounds, to which the King quickly launches after these two Kingsmen in pursuit, and though their loyalty lies within no singular dictation, they somewhat begrudgingly agree it best to keep the King's secret, after he wearily explains to the men, as his friends and genuinely that he feels he has fallen truly in love with her. KING IV Titus! [Titus is annoyed and expecting there to be a fight] TITUS Mellow. (Chill, bro) KING IV Be bold, you! (If you have something to say, then say it now and let's duke it out.) TITUS Never—mellow I am, as are we. (Nah, I'm chillin. We cool.) (I'm good, he's good—we chillin.) PERCI Chaos, you've spelled it. (You've opened a can of worms, dude.) (You got us all fucked up.) (You fucked up.) KING IV I've spelled then many words For our wise, Nevermind before you found her waiting, Dusk was fallen And here you, cry out such a task- To have found her in waiting, Not I or heavy bound, But yet with lust, The breath of motherdom on her wicked truth The tied you have counted, For I wisked away with every since Your true intent, persist, I may. The King implies here that he's made many conscious choices and has been playing at this game as a King, to which that only other royalty might understand, the strife of making hard decisions in which case, others might be hurt— or even killed. He explains that he and this Queen have found common ground, confining in one another's understanding of hardship as leaders, And that their attraction to one other has grown from this trust —naturally, and out of control; as he sees her maternal prime has approached; he suggests that he means no harm at all, but urges the men to think about what they plan to do with the discovery of their possible affair—nearly asking “what exactly do you plan to do with your knowledge of this?” (Are you finna tell on me?) (Who you finna tell?) TITUS Now. (Yo.) (srsly?) [Titus is a bit pissed that the king would turn it around to imply that his knowledge of this secret could do more harm than the secret itself; he is quite visibly angry.] [Perci keeps the peace by holding his friend back.] PERCI Mellow. (Chill, bro.) KING IV You found for call my wants; Shallow, as it may My need ne'er far behind the broken, Does call to you, brother, And you also, For I widow in thought, My fury (I'm a man; I have needs— I often put my needs as a King behind that of ny entire Kindgom—you're both men; so you know how it is; the feelings I have can't be ignored—it's primal.) A tear. [sarcasm. He's suggesting “cry about it.” Or “why don't I believe you?” Or, blatently—] (Cry me a river!) A tear, you ask But one does not cry as I seek Fair judgement and ridicule, Severed heart I, Come now awakened in To her, A dusk had come, Though night was golden A dawn arose with fury in my bosom Mine love awakened [He implies to lose his composure would show weakness—the King also implies here that he does, however, feel horrible about it; that he expects to be reviled, killed, or even dethroned—that his heart has truly broken as he has discovered something new in him; he has fallen in love with her. That after spending the night with her, he had become anew.] TITUS Not love, but—[he begins to argue that it is only lust] PERCI Seldom! (Yeah right/ that's rare.) KING IV Love, I bear you mine honest hands, The wilted rose, Blood upon thornes, Truly marks I who has come To wake in her (I'm telling you, I'm really in love with her.) [the king pleas that painstakingly so, his love is pure and true] PERCI Then. (Whatever.) [Titus gives up and agrees] TITUS So, I mellow. (Okay, okay.) [finally Percimmon speaks his mind] (Or whatever the fuck his actual name is) ::||pause. By now it ought to be obvious to you, dear reader and listener, that I am in fact, dictating this—translating these things for you sent from some faraway higher realm, for the sake of the art and with the purpose of your understanding my true intentions, as fellow human and as a writer, to live in the way I desire, honestly and wholeheartedly, without further interruption to my sanctity and wellness, in peace— Until my departure from this world. Does that quite say it? I don't know. Whatever. ::||Unpause. PERCI (By the way apparently some decendant or incarnation of the God Percius, son of Zeus) PERCIUS PERSCIMMION SIMMEON PERSCIMMON PERCI (You get it, right?) Mits infinite, And for the sake of this concept, Let's just consider this— All the same fucking guy, Or at the very least, Very closely interacting versions of this same guy Within these parallels Of time and space Wherein these worlds And realms Exist. Okay? Ok. Good. Proceeding. [this dude's pretty much been quiet the whole time but now is a little tiffed himself.] PERCI Did you fear for not The death that approaches, For now you call I, And our brethren here, For siren had sounded to wake, You in the light and there destined to love By blood is bound, And yet you wait, here now on high Calling to us, havingbeen hound by light, Whether you did, or did not forsought Come as foreign And leave again Worried, feather feared at all That by this blood, you too shall weep, To reap again what you sow Or shall they say, As punishment, For cause just binds?? (Did it bother you at all to think that not only you might get killed, but get us all killed?! Now you're asking us to lie for you— because all of a sudden, you're in love with this woman; a blood oath set in stone, and her having been betrothed— and here you come, running after us, after it finally occurs to you—whether you meant for it to happen or just “didn't think about it”, went all this way just to fuck shit up (complicate things), then come back home freaking out, running around like a chicken with your head cut off (acting like a crazy bird about to get eaten) saying that, whoever has to hurt or be killed over all this, you feel really bad about— but overall, know you what's coming to you, and you know, and I know, and he knows that we'll probably just all be better off not telling anybody about this…at least for now… but eventually, someone's bound to find out about this, and the less people “know”, the better…right?) KING IV Now. (Yeah.) TITUS I second. (I agree.) KING IV Here, too, I second, I third, even for not I as you, And you both as I, And how, The sun has set upon us, Why, death is sure to come As I rise, But give me no mercy, this Mellow now, I only beg What here has transpired Silence here, Between myself and I— Brethren. (So we all agree that it's better that this all just stays between us.) [the king implies that either way the truth will probably come out and he will die for it, but for now, the secret is best kept between them, with the understanding that they too could be killed in the vengeance and damage of the truth being told sooner than later.] Steady ye we all sigh as one. (I'm basically you.) / (if any of us go down, we all go down.) Steady ye as my death is yours. (We are one) (we're fucked, but whatever I guess.) Steady be my tongue as forced to lie with sacred heart true love does lie. (I hate having to do this but my love is true) So be it. (Fine) So, then. (Very well then.) Honor thy pardon. (Thank you guys.) Off, then. (Just …go.) (Get out) [the king quickly vanishes into the night] Damn, that took me longer to decode than I actually spent writing it. You—wrote this? I… Whatever. [The Festival Project.™] The Complex Collective © COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

AMES
#-12-La puissance des prières

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 21, 2024 16:20


Très cher auditeur ou auditrice. Il paraît que l'Univers entend nos prières. Lorsque nous savons les demander clairement et avec une foi incommensurable , nos prières sont souvent entendues.Parfois elles sont réalisées mais parfois elle reste sans réponse. Rappelez-vous que dans l'univers l'amour est inconditionnel et si et si on ne répond pas à vos demandesc'est peut-être qu'en cet instant de votre vie, ce n'est pas bon et juste pour vous. Je vais vous raconter l'histoire de réalisations incroyables qui démontrent que la plupart du temps,l'univers est à nos côtés pour nous accompagner sur notre chemin.Betty

AMES
#-11-Bas les masques !

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 14, 2024 21:36


Très cher auditeur ou auditrice. Beaucoup de personnes portent des masques lorsqu'elles sont en société. Par peur de décevoir, de ne pas plaire ou simplement par habitude, elles jouent un jeu en permanence en perdant , sans s'en apercevoir, leur véritable essence. Mais ce qu'elles ne savaient pas c'est qu'elles jouaient ce jeu depuis de nombreuses vies et que leurs blessures étaient bien plus profondes qu'elle n‘y paraissait.Betty

AMES
#10-Passeuse d'âmes

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 7, 2024 22:14


Très cher auditeur ou auditrice. Il parait que certaines âmes désincarnées ne parviennent pas à passer la lumière. Coincées dans entre deux dimensions, elles ne peuvent pas à transiter car quitter leur vie terrestre est trop douloureux.Je vais te raconter l'histoire de toutes ces âmes. Certaines sont venues à moi pour me raconter leurs méandres et m'ont demandée de les aider à se détacher de leur emprise terrestre. Aujourd'hui, dans cette chronique, je te raconte ma vie de passeuse d'âme.Betty

AMES
#9-Rencontre avec le diable

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 31, 2024 18:29


Très cher auditeur ou auditrice. Il paraît que le monde invisible est constitué de 2 mondes complètement différent. Une partie lumineuse et une partie obscure. La partie lumineuse est régit par un Dieu et est destinée à faire le bien alors que la partie obscure est dirigée par le diable et ne cherche qu' à faire le mal. Selon les croyances et certaines religions ces 2 mondes sont destinés à différentes âmes qui ont su ou non répandre le bien sur Terre. Je vais te raconter l'histoire de Ludivine. Cette jeune fille que j'ai rencontrée dans un camp de vacances lors de ma 10e année et qui disait chaque nuit rencontrer le diable. Betty

Strange New Takes
SNT186 - Ascencion (PRO 2x15-2x16)

Strange New Takes

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 26, 2024 33:33


Bill and Nach share their recap and Strange New Takes on "Ascension" Parts I and II! Get bonus content on Patreon Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

AMES
#8-Sorcières oubliées

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 24, 2024 27:05


Très cher auditeur ou auditrice. Il paraît que certaines femmes sont des sorcières oubliées. Des femmes qui ont volontairement oublié cette part d'elle afin de se protéger tout simplement. Parfois brûlées, parfois enfermées ou encore torturées ces femmes ont connu l'humiliation pour des choses qu'elles n'avaient pas commises ou pour avoir eu tort d'aider leur prochain. Dans cet épisode, je vais te raconter l'histoire extraordinaire de toutes ces femmes lumineuses qui ont oser se reconnecter à la part de sorcière qui était en elle. Betty

AMES
#7-Les âmes soeurs

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 17, 2024 17:57


Très cher auditeur ou auditrice. Il paraît que nous appartenons à une famille d'âmes. Ces âmes qui se sont choisies dans l'au- delà et qui ont décidé de vivre différentes aventures au travers de leurs incarnations sur Terre. Parfois amies parfois ennemies ou encore dans la même famille, elles se rencontrent pour ascensionner et s'éveiller dans leur mission terrestre. Je vais te raconter mon histoire. L'histoire de ma vie, l'histoire de mon couple. Cet homme que j'ai rencontré à 16 ans et qui partage encore au bout de 25 ans mon chemin. Cet homme que j'ai rencontré dans de nombreuses vies et avec lequel j'ai partagé des histoires tout autant passionnantes que challengeantes... Betty

AMES
#6-L' enfant médium

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 10, 2024 20:13


Très cher auditeur ou auditrice. Il parait que nous naissons avec la capacité innée de communiquer avec l'au-delà. Durant l'enfance, nous sommes tous capable de voir l'invisible et que cette capacité, si elle n'est pas révélé dans notre conscience, disparait vers l'âge de 7 ans. Toute fois, il arrive que certains enfants ne se coupent jamais de ce monde et continue à communiquer avec lui. Je vais te raconter l'histoire de Léon. Cet enfant médium, qui a 10 ans, n'en pouvait plus de se faire hanter tous les soirs avant de dormir ! Betty

AMES
#5-L'appartement maudit

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 3, 2024 19:25


Très cher auditeur ou auditrice. Il paraît que de nombreux lieux sont hantés par des âmes errantes. Ces âmes qui sont parfois attachées à leur habitation, hantent nos nuits et même notre quotidien. Souvent invisibles et imperceptibles, il arrive cependant qu'elles aient un tel besoin de communiquer qu'elles se manifestent pendant notre sommeil et hante nos nuits. Je vais te raconter l'histoire de Marie, une femme très sensible qui a décidé, un jour, sans le savoir, d'emménager dans un appartement maudit. Betty

AMES
#4-L'appel de l'âme : la femme cheval

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 27, 2024 19:31


Très cher auditeur ou auditrice. Il paraît que notre âme est dotée d'une mission spécifique. Une mission qu'elle porte en elle et qu'elle doit générer sur Terre. Certains, y sont connectés depuis toujours et d'autres la cherchent toute leur vie. Je vais te raconter aujourd'hui l'histoire de Myriam qui est depuis son plus jeune âge est amoureuse des chevaux et communique avec eux de façon spéciale. Prépare-toi à rencontrer l'invisible au travers de cette histoire fantastique et peut-être même trouveras tu, à la fin de cette chronique, ce pour quoi tu es en vie. Betty

AMES
#3-Paroles d'outre-tombes

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 20, 2024 21:31


Très chère auditeur ou auditrice. Les médiums sont souvent réputées pour avoir la capacités, de ressentir, d'entendre ou de voir les morts. Ces âmes errantes voulant, à ce que l'on dit, laisser un message aux vivants ou ne pas quitter un lieu car après tout c'est chez elles. Voici comment votre chroniqueuse communique avec ces âmes et comment elle reçoit leur message. Dans cette chronique elle vous partage tout, vraiment tout ; de la connexion la plus loufoque à la plus émouvante. Vous allez plonger au cœur de la médiumnité ! Bien sûr, votre chroniqueuse vous précise que vous êtes libre de la croire ou non. Betty

AMES
#2-Le passage

AMES

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 13, 2024 18:10


Très chère auditeur ou auditrice. Il parait que nous sommes sans cesse accompagnés de présences invisibles nous suivant dans notre quotidien ou restant bien confortablement dans notre foyer. Certains les ressentent, d'autres les ignorent et d'autres encore y sont complètement hermétiques. Je vais te raconter l'histoire de Johanna, une femme qui ressentait une présence sans cesse dans son bureau. Une entité qu'elle-même connaissait très bien ! Betty

Conexion Pineal
Grandes Victorias Americanas

Conexion Pineal

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 5, 2024 49:15


Conviértete en un seguidor de este podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/conexion-pineal--3574623/support.Los registros ancentrales .Síguenos en nuestras redes: IG: https://www.instagram.com/conexionpineal/ https://www.instagram.com/fede.caivano/ https://www.instagram.com/juan.p.caivano/ www.conexionpineal.net FB: https://www.facebook.com/ConexionpinealA https://www.facebook.com/juan.p.caivano https://www.facebook.com/Fede.Caivano Twitter: https://twitter.com/ConexionPinealA https://twitter.com/CaivanoJuan https://twitter.com/fedehcaivano Suscribete a nuestro canal de Youtube https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCOPQD5fFy-eHfE4feqp_8eQ Suscribete a nuestro canal de Rumble https://rumble.com/c/c-5078740/about Como a nuestros podcast en Spotify https://open.spotify.com/show/6qRjTcGJLCeRzxi4vPIyot O Apple Podcast https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/conexion-pineal/id1480056715

Challenging Colonialism
s02e08: Ascención Solórzano and the Mutsun Dictionary

Challenging Colonialism

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 9, 2023 33:50


Episode 8 features an interview with Marion Martinez and her daughter, Veronica, both of whom are members of the Amah Mutsun Tribal Band. They will be speaking about Marion's great grandmother, Ascencion Solorsano de Cervantes, and mother, Martha Herrerra. Ascencion, who passed away in 1930, was the last fluent Mutsun speaker and one of the Amah Mutsun Tribal Band's beloved ancestors. In 1929, Ascencion spent three months with Ethnographer and linguist John Peabody Harrington, who recorded thousands of pages of notes on Mutsun language, culture and history. Today, Marion, Veronica, and many other Amah Mutsun Tribal members draw on these important notes to learn about their ancestors. This season we have featured a series of stories about 'salvage anthropology' and the damage done by scholars and activists towards Indigenous communities. This story helps show the complexity of this history, and ways in which contemporary Indigenous community members can sometimes draw on these records in important ways. The speakers in this episode are: Veronica Martinez & Marion Martinez, both Amah Mutsun, interviewed by Martin Rizzo-Martinez.Links for further reading:Maria Ascención Solórsano (de Garcia y de Cervantes), Ed Ketchum, Amah Mutsun Tribal Historian (and descendant of Ascención)The Long Journey to Revitalize a Native Language, University of Arizona News, Feb. 16, 2016Reviving deep-rooted knowledge, Lisa Renner, UCSC NewsCenter, November 23, 2021The Amah Mutsun's Battle to Preserve, Mark R. Day, ICT News, Sept 13, 2018The Saint of Gilroy who helped save her culture and language, Robert Eliason, Benito Link, January 23, 2021A Native American's Last Testament: Opera, Sasha Khokha, NPR Music, March 29, 2008Ohlone/Costanoan Indians of the San Francisco Peninsula and their Neighbors, Yesterday and Today, Randall Milliken, Laurence H. Shoup, and Beverly R. Ortiz, 2009Chasing Voices: The Story of John Peabody Harrington (documentary), PBSChallenging Colonialism is produced by Daniel Stonebloom & Martin Rizzo-Martinez. All interviews by Martin, all audio engineering and editing by Daniel. All music by G. Gonzales.

P Jonathan Funes Escobar's tracks
21 Mayo 2023. Cambia esa actitud y acércate a El!!!

P Jonathan Funes Escobar's tracks

Play Episode Listen Later May 21, 2023 17:34


VII Domingo de Pascua Solemnidad de la Ascencion del Señor Celebramos hoy uno de los momentos culminantes en el proceso de la Resurrección... es decir la solemnidad de Ascensión del Señor es decir uno de los retos más grandes pra nosotros... el vivir como nuestro Maestro y aspirar en todo momento estar con El... la pasión es definitivamente Parte de la Resurrección pero también el poder experimentar su maravilloso poder... Lee los textos y experiméntalo!!! Hch 1, 1-11 Sal 46, 2-3.6-9 Ef 1, 17-23 Mt 28, 16-20

Dare To Dream with Debbi Dachinger
Dare To Dream, April 2, 2023

Dare To Dream with Debbi Dachinger

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 4, 2023 77:46


Dare To Dream with Debbi Dachinger Guest, Jamya Price, Calling you to the awareness of who you truly are. Clarity and Courage during Ascencion.

Inspire Health Podcast
How to Remove Unwanted Frequencies from Our Body and Heal with Kaya Usher : IHP 148

Inspire Health Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 22, 2022 78:31


If you want to know more about how frequencies can be used to heal and shift your life then tune in to today's episode. Kaya Usher, author of The Simplicity Project, Harness the Power of Frequencies to Shift Your Life goes over the 8 tenets necessary to clear unwanted frequencies responsible for Highlights Discover the 8 tenants necessary to correct your frequencies and heal your life. Understand what is meant by the “Manufactured Matrix of Illusion.” What is the difference between lower and higher frequencies? Discover what is required to be able to increase your awareness. How healing your frequencies can even heal your family lineage. Learn the importance of “Choosing Yourself” Answer to the questions, “What is truth?” Learn techniques on how to connect back to presence. Discover what is meant by the “New Consciousness” and where we are moving towards. Understand why being authentic may cause you to feel anxiety. Gain insight into how your “Brilliant Self” is related to DNA. For more information, please visit: thesimplicityplatform.com

One Stop Co-Op Shop
312 | Ascencion Tactics | Review | with Peter & Mike

One Stop Co-Op Shop

Play Episode Listen Later May 1, 2022 72:22


This week Peter & Mike talk about Ascencion Tactics and have a design discussion about tactical co-op games. _________________________ YouTube - www.youtube.com/channel/UCrOtGhui_jdLdoQNI7PU4Pg YouTube(streamed) - www.youtube.com/channel/UCPCIkULbgzMEW612cSdUX7Q TikTok - https://www.tiktok.com/@one_stop_coop_shop Podcast - @onestopcoopshop Discord - discord.gg/p4jX8AF Facebook - www.facebook.com/onestopcoopshop Merch: https://one-stop-co-op-shop.creator-spring.com/ Donate to One Stop Co-op Shop - www.patreon.com/onestop Email - onestopcoopshop@gmail.com