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Ethereum is transparent by design, and that's a problem if you don't want your entire financial life on display. Rand Hindi, co-founder of Zama, joins us to explain how fully homomorphic encryption (FHE) can turn Ethereum into an encrypted, confidential blockchain where contracts stay composable and UX feels exactly the same. We get into why blockchains were public in the first place, why “anonymous addresses” were never enough, how FHE compares to ZK and MPC, and what a world of private DeFi, encrypted stablecoins, and on-chain “digital immortality” could look like.  ------

Don't you see, sensei I'm just as disappointed in myself And ready to die Just as I relay the message, Spray me with your morbid essence Don't, croak, you fool, You've only a spoon ful of sugar left to go The dose is coming up your throat, — you didn't know to throw up Grab the rope and go up Before gravity has crushed your —thought: Stupid boy, you don't want to die— Nor to do, but oh, do we have it coming Silly mortal, overlords and governed, Short of morals, steady coming at your doorstep So goes our concert! And so goes our concept for divorce, And sure of course, Your four corse meal, and/or dessert This is just devastating, genetics made me The sort at sorting words, but surfing, Sure. Ever temporarily the cadence changes, Still they say “you've been betrayed” But never had a friend I made made As good as death and God have been to me For everything you're meant to be, Plus everything you're meant to me, I go, unwanted, troubled and disgusted at my own immortal outcome. Sure. My back hurts and I'm wounded, Heartbroke, Thrust in every cardinal direction Also, honored at the mark of magic wand Upon her shoulder; And so, Just as soon as the sun and moon, Does the fire escape set a perfect path For outward destruction of the bricks and mortar Or your alter (This we talk about, to some effect Is your repression and affective form of supernatural perfection) But forget the makeup; I can make you up to be a star And not of wars and other worlds, But those that come before us, Carson, and the others Paar before that. But, I think not dear sir How wrong you are, A wretched bird, Set not to fly, but O father Wit and relay messages, The passage said, and set to clocks, The past was won and so the future altered, But dear feathered father, Mortal you are not But just another triumph Of my god; And set the mirror to the magnets Camera, lights and action, Magic— All the signs of the dawn, and the mad don Red Dawn came upon us, called the Red Man Tom, from other, over, under Still was my mistake to mumble such Or put upon the tongue As such assumption Still— wonder? Bird, shut up; Love I dusk And lust I soak In all the frittered dust and feathers, Colors, coming up as mister Chuck and wood, and wait and ponder Slithered this to wonder, not a rock, But potted fern, Asunder Thunderstorm And wicked rain And fair the back A tide had come And sitting there upon the shore, Was us, and 12 apostles She's a Brick— Seemingly out of nowhere, A RED BRICK HOUSE falls very perfectly from the SKY and into OZ. oh good, my house is here. House. [the festival project ™] But I don't want to make house! Then play it! I don't want to play house it is BORING. You play it— they want it. But I don't want it. Then forget it! What! Listen kid, a job's a job! {Enter The Multiverse} Wrong, this is wrong— everything is wrong. What's wrong, Rob? I'll be back. ROB LOWE has just played TRUTH OR DARE L E G E N D S if I could get inside your head For just a second Bread and butter Heaven, hell, And other places I have wandered But oh, wonder This is never what I wanted, Was it? No sir. Sure, I set you off, No sooner had you got a gun and shot me. Handsome fucker. I'll bet. Wrong act. Wrong award show. Wrong hat and a baseball bat, Peanut butter and a nice cold cheesecake, Don't forget to order cheesesteak For your cat. A carnivore at odds with the other worlds, And also fused to us; This drifting back and forth Between the Rock And Hollywood Has got to stop. ((The world is toxic.)) the legend of… L. JONES It's you! BLŪ AH, crap. L. JONES Listen, I got something for you. BLŪ Where did your bird go? L.JONES What bird? CUT TO: Now open that. No wait! It's a trap! THE VAULT inside THE CRYPT at 30 ROCK has been opened. I keep looking down at my phone As if I'm expecting a phone call Or incoming message from God But the worlds to a song Are all jumbled up in my Concious I don't want to talk about it I feel Nauseous Everyone is being obnoxious Even my own blood I don't want to function I just want some French toast crunch For lunch Nostalgia I got a whole inch taller on the peloton Holla Now I got a body, Broader, So close to Broadway But I never go there That's a tall order Of “gotta have money” I mean live theatre It's fine I'll eat here And repeat these things till they just rhyme Line them all up like a context, Story Someday I'm gonna cut my own check Watch me lol none of this rhymes without a hard Brooklyn accent ; Guess you can't hack it! Send you ass packin! I said “That's whack son!” Then I went back blonde Now they want Backend, Contract, Off the top, Royalties Residuals I'm an individual with insidious syntax And yet I'm ridiculed Truly I'm a tit-for-tat Or particle of all you are Circular centrifuge, I trickle down your tentacles (Eugh) Choke the chicken just to give the cat a chicken bowl, Chick fil et and pret a tair just to get a ritual Espresso and a quick snack So I can get my dick wrapped In chocolate and licorice because the shit is edible Damn that I guess they set a damn trap By putting out the welcome mat, Then strapping Like a mothafuckin' straight jacket Matter fact, I look a nap in it, Then magic tricked the slip effective Compliments of Michael Jackson Or was it tech nine? Maybe I should get my Mind right I lost it once I guess I've better find it If I am, in fact, A diamond in the rough It's probably blooded it up enough That you should dig it up and shine it; Better yet, Somebody outta pick it up And sign it, Cause I write enough To put a vision To a blind man It's Fran Fine, man I'm behind, man The shadowgov had put me on a diet My bad I noticed that they tried to shut me up But couldn't stop the words or other stuff That just keeps coming out of my head I put coconuts as butter onto my bread And thinking thoughts of Carl cox As I drift off in my bed, I said, “It shouldn't be a problem, officer” As I reached for the gun And he aimed it at my death. That's an impossible apocalyptic suicide— Did you invite the devil in? I said “Nah, but that guy did.” The problem is, I pointed over yonder to a ghost Who also knows that I'm a well respected psychic; Nevermind a sidekick, side bitch in a sidecar, Psych ward, Sike! We spike war on your kind! So far, If I make history tonight, The other side decides their psalm is just as likely The third reike. Okay, strike one: I'm gonna turn your lights off. Strike two : you do and say what I do: Strike three: we're gonna make you suicidal I specialize in denying rights for high profits But big brother, or boss— What if my glove fits? The instance it does, We lock you up with no service, Your world becomes dark And your words become worthless Oh shit. This is not a good rap song. Like, at all. I must say, I do agree, You lose your trust, but silently Denied is all your trouble, Till it just begins to bubble up Until the cookie crumbles— See that feeling in your stomach? This is bigger than the money, girl — They want your soul, and then the world! I told you never call him. I didn't! Then explain this: [Skrillex] *sharp inward sigh* CUT IMMIDIATLEH TO STAN You know what! That's it! I don't care how handsome or rich and famous he is! This has to stop! KYLE Hey, wait just a minute— STAN SHUT UP KYLE. KYLE You shut up! STAN You're starting to sound just like him! KYLE Take that back! STAN I won't take it back! You all might have forgotten who you are, but I haven't!after of fact, I bet to Cartman, you're still that stupid little Jew kid! KYLE That's IT. KYLE takes out his phone. what are you doing? …I'm tweeting about this. I thought it was X now… It is, but you can't ‘x' anything, it's still calledl tweeting. I guess youre right. —and I'm tagging Cartman ! STAN Are you serious? Oh shit, this is social suicide. …did I ever explain this storyline? …I don't know, did i? I'd gotten so focused on this impending doom looming over me with this whole lawsuit that I'd forgotten entire worlds and whole documents. Even more terrifying, was the sudden quiet and the onset guilt that came over me for getting distracted. But I couldn't remove myself from it entirely—- it seemed to have ruined everything. It wasn't just motorcycle noises, it was like a nervousness and angst twisting in my stomach for months and months, until finally, as the court dates started approaching, it was peaceful, or rather, normal, all of a sudden. It couldn't be peaceful because now that the extreme noise was gone, I knew it had been planted all long— but what was the purpose? I'd lost two years not knowing, and though there were albums, they were never what I wanted. Now I was sorting through the documents of the show like it was the rubble of a decimated building— completely demolished, and I hadn't the slightest clue the contexts or the storylines anymore. It was pain and suffering, but not in the legal context. It was a creative disaster— I hadn't any idea in the slightest where I'd left my audience before I was forced to abandon them. But I was forced to choose, at times, between soap and toilet paper, or eventually, food, and water— or a phone. Eventually, this too became a pattern of the impossible— trying my hardest to do what I thought had been my purpose, but for far, being so endlessly sabotaged, even ridiculed and humiliated, and still, I couldn't understand why. I was tired— and somehow, even though I'd wanted to be left alone, I was the target. Worse was that I assumed it to be bigger than I thought and completely out of control— I thought immediately back to how my best friend from middle school had been attacked, and how she was made to think that it was me…to the point that she'd become obsessive about it to call my mom over it. And as far as the court was concerned, to the wrong ears or wrong eyes, anything I'd published in the festival project could look troublesome, like the ramblings of a mad mad, or schizo, or uncontrolled obsessive thoughts— because the biggest secrets of all, the things that tied together these fictional worlds and plots, were my own real life experience. The inability in a court of law to detail the podcast, which had started as meltdown some would call grandiose over an almost long forgotten rockstar and a porn model — and the entries into the festival project that followed, which included high concepts, off-kilter comedy, politics, and even fringed on social justice. Nothing I ever would have wanted and especially over money, but the lawsuit wasn't about money at all. In fact, at any moment I would have chosen to die and have it all stop if it weren't for my very young son being left alone. Though recently the dread had overcome with a sense of unbearable loss and agony, encrypted with suicidal thoughts and wants, reeling for human touch, the overbearing factor seemed to be that if I killed myself, I was giving someone what they wanted. I was really much too tired to go on, but leaving behind the world in entirety, in my very own way of beliefs wasn't just “shitutting it off”, it was starting it over. Understandably and undeniably immortal in its nature, the instances of God I had left spoke with a reminiscence of being born again, and having to remember which is it I'd wanted to start off. It was an unachievable overload of chaos and disruption, a level of corruption that spoke to something so dark and sinister it seemed biblical — then, again, I tried to wrap my mind around a way to rebuild a positive world from hope and thought, or manifest reality, but this is the very experience I'd felt was intended all along. The motorcycles weren't merely meant to destroy my career, or my will power, or force— they were, but also they were made to play upon my most valuable asset, the power of thought, to make it impossible to become something other than what was wanted; to use my own mind against itself and destroy my way of thought by using vibrations that could not be shut out, or stopped— they followed me to the sound collective, to Shakespeare in the park, the bank, the doctors office— it was as if they knew and understood my very thoughts, my process. It was of nothing at all to corrupt every single body and brain who would surround me or come close— by using the power that seemed supernatural enough, but indeed were powered by money, and technology. Perhaps, in this essence, I thought, was the purest display of defective intention itself; the mere thought that this indeed was rather Good Vs. Evil or God and The Devil would easily be written off as a diseased way of thought. The social world and constructs had been built around being open minded to a system of psychology that was intrinsically rather corrupt. I knew this could only be fought with what I knew, and what I could draw from as logic. I didn't want to go to court because I knew the people I would be fighting were liars, and well trained psychological masters of manipulation, well hidden terrorists dressed as public servants and systematic corrupters all for simple profit margins, to whom I was not so much a person or a mother, or a daughter, but a number. Because I was poor, and had once or four times chosen to love the wrong person in an unorthodox and uncontrollable form of torture, dismissing each and every social construct or physiology that was by the book, by embracing that there was a reason for change I quickly became quite the antagonist of sorts and hopefully not some sort of martyr —for the kind of people that had money and property, and perhaps even socially constructed circles to camoflage their own self doubt and hatred, but absolutely also had no morals. –Death of a Superstar DJ If I lose my mind At least I know I'm right on time This time— I meant that, I had it bad this time MCBADBAT I had it bad this time, And the last. Perchance for you, Hour or folded, Hair my weight And glassed upon thy, This upon now, Feathered waking, And there barely weathered Shaking. Dear, dear, Tis is fair truth, To fare that I have gasp And fated at thy doorstep; And yet, care to force, Her breaking waves and saving tinder, Fit there slithered in as yet astonished, Then another; And I hated. So, then, slower now. All there, gathered none. And show to show thy force What then became and withered after, None to bark or beg But birds and feathered creatures, pander The tides did Quake, And the heart did grow ten fold and steady saying None upon us but one left to shiver in the depths That yet remain as undiscovered For now never there was another world, Undone, And also another becomes, My death— And therefore all the worlds I kept, To travel on and travel As becomes one, does another onward As the first is glass to dust, And last is born there. So, Then, I, Crept, In my dress, Kept for clothes that church did water I, met, My mark and there the doors of shadows open Wilted and wake? Hear you; A star was born In other cosmos tied with our own nurture So, Kept, The weight of clasp and bone That holds the crept and precious alter Goddamn cat! Where are you. AAtticus Caaticus Oop. Gotta go. Toonces! Tooooonces! Where are you? Omg remember that one where that couple has a magic toddler and they just let him like,float away. Yeah, barely. Yeah. So I do. CUT TO: TOONCES focuses intently on the task at hand; he's sure he can manage to drive the human vehicle to his own home— to where he's assured he will find the actual body in which he belongs. Now… let's see, if I can just Wait, I who? ATTICUS CATTICUS, An ancient alien sorcerer must relay a series of important messages. Unfortunately. YO WHAT THE FUCK. None of them seem to be getting through. CUT BACK TO: TOONCEEESSSS. here kitty kitty kitty!! {Enter the Multiverse} I would dedicate, but honestly I've not time to waste And I'm craving wedding cake I hate to destroy you But for now, you know I can't employ you; This implies my eyes are also murder And I'm sure of her departure From another world, Perhaps across the border. Also, quite the dark sorcerer himself LORNE MICHAELS has well hidden himself under the guise of having become one of the most successful television producer of all times— And even in his own very small world, Nobody quite seems to know why. JIMMY FALLON Lorne, I have to tell you something. LORNE MICHAELS This had better be good, Jimmy, I've just made popcorn. [the festival project ™] Don't worry, for now, The risk remains hidden, As sure as an asset is an advantage, I can't have the classes counting Heads of cabbage as accomplishes, The masses are honestly astonished And impossible, but what was wrong with Boredom in the first place? Nonsense More words And still no dollars Hunger strike, And burning harder, California deficit, lack of bread, Heaven sent interventions and scissors, Mistresses, disasters and divorces But who says the whole story has to suffer? You're a surfer under water, Remember that when you finally catch your breath above the surface Can you clear her? He who? Back to work! Or back to the future! My super brain is dead but I think I'm next I think heaven swallows whole the blooded laugher From the constructs I've come from. Remember that. Remember not to fall from too far up, God would give you wings With time to spare Before you ever wondered where Your mark was On the plaza Don't let me up to the very top. I will at the very least Best scenario jump off And rid the world myself, Just for a dozen donuts over Crossing hearts and Hollywood And Griffith park To also soft my foot Upon red carpets. You ever shave your armpits!? …no. Hm. Catholic. Of course. Get in. Destination. —Rotterdam. You idiot. I made it. Whatever, get in the boat. DI NERO Give her your shirt. What. Your shirt. Why my shirt. Just— Fine. Here. [he hands over his shirt— in an instant, the woman becomes an exact REPLICA.] …my shirt. Relax. Nothing's gonna happen to it. Okay? —in fact, you're still wearing it. Alright! She's right, Jimmy, relax. I can't, that's— It's simple. There is nothing simple about this whatsoever. You're right. It's not, so get over it. [The Festival Project ™] BILL MURRAY There's a compartment at the end of the left corridor— Alright. In that hatch, there's a chamber. Okay, what'll I do? You'll open it? How? I'll tell you how, just get there. Suddenly, a barrier falls; it appears as though there are booby traps set here. Uh— that might be a problem. There might be a few of them. What just happened? Booby traps. —ah, I know what you're talking. Those aren't booby traps— they're Bobby Traps. What in the Hell are you talking about? For whatever reason Jimmy Kimmel Is important Now I'm scared of him, I know he knows the devil Come to think of it, Might even be an advocate Have an avocado But don't know the half of it These are, as it stands Comes what may Special circumstances I could circumvent an intervention, Never second chances I've been setting rat traps, Trapeze artists, Bampheramph camp, And also trampolines over the plaza That seems dangerous. Yeah. AHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Damn. Know it's plausible, That I also am an alcoholic, Though dysfunctional, Professional, And underrepresented So I stand myself, Let's just say pro-se if you will I could add Prozac to my snacks But I'll be delayed, if you still Don't get my messages I'm sick of having heart attacks; A hard advantage I was looking back on “fully packaged” A six pack of abs And nothing left to eat but cabbage, Haven't had a mouth, But I've been counting on my ass To get me back up north, I'm coming from the South Out West, there's a word for that At best, you're a four and a half My body double stunts and stumbles Struts at nothing Struck before the one, And so between high noon and Somewhere around 30 in I'm never turning 30, 30 Rock is in the wind— So count that up, That's what my income is. That's what they said? “Too late, you've been betrayed” If that's how it is, Then I request “beheaded” You know your mother says That ugly face just becomes permanent If you keep making it, And so I did, The second that it ended I'm Trying so hard Just to be What they want That it hurts Just to stop And relax For a moment INT. THE LAIR. NIGHT What is this? Where am I? You're— Alive. Why? …I changed my mind. You're not ugly You're just not mine I changed my mind I changed my life around. I skip line after line, But the message ain't right, I have time a chance No challenge accepted No exceptions or Expectations Expand this racism vocabulary Set the rat traps back To February Stamp the weather's getting Better with the postage clearing Abstr– My cat is so cute I can't stand him; But he's pretty bad, That my only friend; Animal. I blacklisted deadmau5, And my whole set sucked. Presently, however I'm a peasant Plucking pheasant feathers Guess I– pppftt. Like it never even happened But I'm sure we're all to war, Like a fear I never grasp it, What's l before, uncertain of your l words— My dear, were tattered and the masters heavy handed, Oh, my dear, we're marching on a battered Wit, to all your fan mail I tel you, I was I tortured, Let me show you And also, No one forced my hand at magic, Questioned prestidigitation, Or went back to every second, Land you think you owned as time In fact, my crucial very hard earned gossip column Asks the reader to reform his or her thought Before a judgement can be made How fascinating. The bag says ‘poems' so I wrote one, But I'm sure since my marker's toggled on I'm being stalked, It's like a magnet, Punch the clock And here they pour into the coffin So I won't be pouring coffee for the puffin; Maybe someday I'll look back at this as all I ever wanted, But for now it's just a horror show, Where I belong the murder— Yet a thriller, Best, The audience is captivated, Yes This is evasive, Cause I can't been captured yet By either masses or Mass murderers. At last, a cadence comes clean of its Breaking waves and rhythms, Tides and ties, Becomes another— Then, I'm whisked away Not back to slumber, but of subtle thoughts Of Californian water Lapping up across our surfboards; I often wear them tides, The undertow As pull of greater waves I sit aside as all that passes [The Festival Project ™] When I see Calvin Klein, I think of you; Not what you used to be But turned in to So it's mutual— Pay attention, fool As does moss grow on a rock And this to you— It is unfortunate, my dear You miss with every twist, Adjustment of attention span, The glances I foreshadowed (Here you are, inside your past) It's just affective of the effect, You've been levitating, Yes, I find it devastating Every second kept is just a fortune But you pause before you post— You reap before you even think Of what you sow, You don't belong, Agast, (True) Set the tone, Classless, But I'm Art, you are a Daunting folk song, Mistletoe and marker. CAMERA ASSISTANT Marker. …what is this for again? CAMERA ASSISTANT (Annoyed, mumbling) Shut up. Ten minutes passes and still, I'm awake But the tragedy of the mistake has just set in, I'm sure I've been tortured, I'm paid in mistakes, but I'd rather be shattered with Mortimer's curse. To the tune of Ten by ten by ten I will never be lover, nor friend in the end. {Enter The Multiverse] DRAKE concentrates heavily on a very long , seemingly very angry message— a frowning face plastered as he writes that is so noteworthy, it catches the attention of many a passerby— still this focus unwatered, as he bashes heavily away at the text message with the thumbs of fury for over 30 minutes while sitting at a booth in a well-loved pancake restaurant. As a tall stack of pancakes is served before him, and he, still unbreaking this angry texting streak or eye contact with his phone sits before them, history is made in what internet culture has now deemed as “the most meme worthy face in history” The world wonders what he could possibly be writing— and more importantly—-who he could be texting. Tears come to his eyes but do not fall as he raises his thumb with reserve, to finally press [RETURN.] CUT TO: SUNNI BLU receives a text amidst a wild party. Almost without so much as a reaction, SUNNI BLU pings the message to a projector and cuts off the lights, and music. A VERY LONG, ANGRY TEXT is projected on the wall. I slept from 10-2 There was nothing else to do My name is Devin DeLouise And I am not supposed to know these things Seven are dead and three are left I know what's next I'm also often known as And referred to as coyote ugly; Suffering a tantra wall, Yo, you son of a bitch! You dirty, dirty son of a bitch. I must admit, I had a lot to do with this… I had no part in it! Relax… soon enough, the both of your realize— this is how the unimaginable gets written. [he loads the polished sterling silver pistol and glamours over it] You have our memory. —all memory. And as soon as it ends, before it can begin again. The slate is wiped clean. Good riddance. “A Different Kind of Monologue” Is this what you wanted? Ooh— you should try me! I wish you would try me! Try me! I wish you would. Be calm, Grand Master. This will all be over momentarily. What's going on. Deprivation chamber. Crypt? —Encrypted? A lockup. Ah. Thought so. That ought to show us what he's really made up. We can all hope. [he pounds on the glass, the one way mirror acts as a camera which the maj aresses, rabid and wi the anger of a dangerous animal, both we, n audience, and the small group of men gathered a the other side of the room. This could be the basis of a lot of lawsuits. So now I have your tears and agony A wilted throne and wand Which which would grant a wish of comedy, And therefore ever after, Not pain and guilt, but laughter So heavy is the hat that acts as crown, And so foolish is the King to think ‘imself as not one, Creaks the crow and also of the feathered guilt that follows, I Kept and bashful, wishing not the show as throne but sorrow, Kept to wick and wake and bones to shatter from tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Do you fear us? …do you wish to be feared? What of us? I seek to cause the wish that stands as though you may as granted. So shallow, fair child. And brother and my son also. Gross! Stop. You are weird! Dude, you are fucked. In the withdraw, my shadows and darkness Are there always, never resting Stories and gathered images, Visions of betrayal and archaic wants. In time, I've abandoned them all and betraying that which I've lost, For I know, and not ponder on That I shall never know love, As all standing tal over me Have eyes; And all I want Knows not what hides under my ugly. Alright. I followed your spiral, downward, and down wind and down wood, Into a place where I also aspired to show your mark Upon my rotted corpse or coarse crossifix; Sure worded and down trodden. Now, worse, I'm also sworn To mourn all my own losses, Kind folk. Kind hearted and now my eyes also sudden to wander— And there goes my miles and triumphs And morals and war songs, And sure, swallowed the barrel of a gun But also departed with honor, I tell I. Glimpses of wither and winter and whittling pain, And I slither my back to the center of All I am, in this, and shadows, Fairtails, And grains of rice and sand to twist away Into the rain as I lay dying. What a fortunate! Don't make my mark up and out, few for short times, Aye, conspire to warthog, Remember so force your spirit onto ours, And shake, sandbox! There aiming at you were the snakes of six liars, And the stakes of empires lost and won over, Also one solemn subtle Star of David Worn upon the neck of six monks, Ragtime Six popes, pass I; Six fathers and streaks solemn and Care tan teared salamander, Having weight and wake to cheer For our slaughter. Then, you, Having gained and also lost should reap to sow, What you'd have wanted; Though the tongue so convexed having way to guild your complex, Shaking as I hunger fruit that not but hangs Before l wanted I know, I could knot be consoled I know, I could not be consoled I know I could not be consolidated either Bought, or purchased I know I'm not consoled at all, I know I'm not confirmed at all I know, I know I'm not confronted, nor immortal — but your glorified affliction. Poor infinity. Of poverty, perhaps, but never poor at all. For your were warned of all the doors as opened at your calling. Not to walk though, But to ponder at them, wondering. he's gone Maybe I should go Too Heavy weight hanging on my Shoulders I'm just star struck I don't know You I don't really like saying What I go through Talk an hour, Fake it All day show Monologue Improvisation Now i'm on a roll, But my thoughts got darker I like adderall and a real smooth talker I like a husband-father , Doctor, Actor, Tall and handsome, Doesn't matter I'm alone, so i feel hopeless Aggie's gone, So i might as well go though Oh– She's gone ((I think i'm past my time)) I think i should go to She's gone (so long) Right on, man I might as well go to It's been a long time, Gotta turn my light off, Overtime, That's a long ball game Season's over; On my back in the middle of the ball court She's gone, So i might as well go too. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW. INFRIGMENT IS PUNSHABLE BY FEDERAL LAW LEGAL NOTICE / ARTIST STATEMENT Project: The Festival Project ™ (Season 12) Genre: Speculative Auto-Ethnography / Social Surrealism Disclaimer: This document is a work of creative non-fiction and political satire. While inspired by the author's lived experiences with systemic oppression, housing displacement, and surveillance, the narrative employs stylized fragmentation, stream-of-consciousness, and metaphor to dramatize the psychological impact of these events. The "characters" and "dialogue" herein are artistic devices used to critique historical and modern power structures. This text should be viewed as a performative artistic expression protected under the First Amendment, and not as a literal transcript of clinical psychosis or a formal sworn affidavit. This is a character study of 'Chroma111,' the collective artworks of a musician living in a dystopian surveillance state. The erratic language is a stylistic choice to represent the character's psychological deterioration under systemic oppression. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Genre: "Afro-Surrealism" / "Social Horror" "Psycho-Acoustic Weaponry" or "Havana Syndrome symptoms." The Frame: The protagonist is subjected to "noise harassment"—a tactic dramatized here but rooted in the known reality of tenant displacement and "psychological attrition." The narrative depicts a process of "Soul Murder" ( also known as spiritual warfare) orchestrated by a hostile apparatus. The antagonist is "The Institution," representing deep-state mechanisms that view multicultural intellectualism as a threat. The story allegorically dramatizes the invisible mechanisms that enforce racial hierarchy, depicting how broken social systems weaponize psychological practices against the individual. Artist's Note: This is a living document. In the event of the artist's silence or unnatural death, this text serves as an artistic testament to the psychological siege endured from to 2023-2025. It is a creative record of survival against a hostile state architecture. The following is a creative non-fiction horror manifesto regarding the psychological assassination of a multicultural American artist. It documents—through the lens of Afro-Surrealism—how modern surveillance technology and sonic harassment are experienced by the targeted individual. As it stands It has become a modern sequel which mirrors the civil rights struggles of the 1960s, set in the present day. "The protagonist is being subjected to 'noise harassment'—a known tactic used by landlords and corrupt entities to displace tenants. The sound is weaponized to induce sleep deprivation and psychological attrition, dismantling of their ego and will to live, orchestrated by a hostile state apparatus. The antagonist in this piece is 'The Institution'—a deep state that views multicultural intellectualism as a threat. The story dramatizes over time the invisible mechanisms (the 'Deep State') that enforce racial hierarchy and and psychological genocide, weaponizing broken social systems and unfounded psychological practices as biological weapons. This is a living document. In the event of the artist's silence or unnatural death, this text serves as evidence of the psychological siege endured from 2023-2025. It is a transcript of survival against a hostile state architecture. This project spans an unlimited multiprojectoral arc of over two years of chronic violence, reaching into historical and theatrical projections and parallels over the all documented records of human existence through time and space.

Don't you see, sensei I'm just as disappointed in myself And ready to die Just as I relay the message, Spray me with your morbid essence Don't, croak, you fool, You've only a spoon ful of sugar left to go The dose is coming up your throat, — you didn't know to throw up Grab the rope and go up Before gravity has crushed your —thought: Stupid boy, you don't want to die— Nor to do, but oh, do we have it coming Silly mortal, overlords and governed, Short of morals, steady coming at your doorstep So goes our concert! And so goes our concept for divorce, And sure of course, Your four corse meal, and/or dessert This is just devastating, genetics made me The sort at sorting words, but surfing, Sure. Ever temporarily the cadence changes, Still they say “you've been betrayed” But never had a friend I made made As good as death and God have been to me For everything you're meant to be, Plus everything you're meant to me, I go, unwanted, troubled and disgusted at my own immortal outcome. Sure. My back hurts and I'm wounded, Heartbroke, Thrust in every cardinal direction Also, honored at the mark of magic wand Upon her shoulder; And so, Just as soon as the sun and moon, Does the fire escape set a perfect path For outward destruction of the bricks and mortar Or your alter (This we talk about, to some effect Is your repression and affective form of supernatural perfection) But forget the makeup; I can make you up to be a star And not of wars and other worlds, But those that come before us, Carson, and the others Paar before that. But, I think not dear sir How wrong you are, A wretched bird, Set not to fly, but O father Wit and relay messages, The passage said, and set to clocks, The past was won and so the future altered, But dear feathered father, Mortal you are not But just another triumph Of my god; And set the mirror to the magnets Camera, lights and action, Magic— All the signs of the dawn, and the mad don Red Dawn came upon us, called the Red Man Tom, from other, over, under Still was my mistake to mumble such Or put upon the tongue As such assumption Still— wonder? Bird, shut up; Love I dusk And lust I soak In all the frittered dust and feathers, Colors, coming up as mister Chuck and wood, and wait and ponder Slithered this to wonder, not a rock, But potted fern, Asunder Thunderstorm And wicked rain And fair the back A tide had come And sitting there upon the shore, Was us, and 12 apostles She's a Brick— Seemingly out of nowhere, A RED BRICK HOUSE falls very perfectly from the SKY and into OZ. oh good, my house is here. House. [the festival project ™] But I don't want to make house! Then play it! I don't want to play house it is BORING. You play it— they want it. But I don't want it. Then forget it! What! Listen kid, a job's a job! {Enter The Multiverse} Wrong, this is wrong— everything is wrong. What's wrong, Rob? I'll be back. ROB LOWE has just played TRUTH OR DARE L E G E N D S if I could get inside your head For just a second Bread and butter Heaven, hell, And other places I have wandered But oh, wonder This is never what I wanted, Was it? No sir. Sure, I set you off, No sooner had you got a gun and shot me. Handsome fucker. I'll bet. Wrong act. Wrong award show. Wrong hat and a baseball bat, Peanut butter and a nice cold cheesecake, Don't forget to order cheesesteak For your cat. A carnivore at odds with the other worlds, And also fused to us; This drifting back and forth Between the Rock And Hollywood Has got to stop. ((The world is toxic.)) the legend of… L. JONES It's you! BLŪ AH, crap. L. JONES Listen, I got something for you. BLŪ Where did your bird go? L.JONES What bird? CUT TO: Now open that. No wait! It's a trap! THE VAULT inside THE CRYPT at 30 ROCK has been opened. I keep looking down at my phone As if I'm expecting a phone call Or incoming message from God But the worlds to a song Are all jumbled up in my Concious I don't want to talk about it I feel Nauseous Everyone is being obnoxious Even my own blood I don't want to function I just want some French toast crunch For lunch Nostalgia I got a whole inch taller on the peloton Holla Now I got a body, Broader, So close to Broadway But I never go there That's a tall order Of “gotta have money” I mean live theatre It's fine I'll eat here And repeat these things till they just rhyme Line them all up like a context, Story Someday I'm gonna cut my own check Watch me lol none of this rhymes without a hard Brooklyn accent ; Guess you can't hack it! Send you ass packin! I said “That's whack son!” Then I went back blonde Now they want Backend, Contract, Off the top, Royalties Residuals I'm an individual with insidious syntax And yet I'm ridiculed Truly I'm a tit-for-tat Or particle of all you are Circular centrifuge, I trickle down your tentacles (Eugh) Choke the chicken just to give the cat a chicken bowl, Chick fil et and pret a tair just to get a ritual Espresso and a quick snack So I can get my dick wrapped In chocolate and licorice because the shit is edible Damn that I guess they set a damn trap By putting out the welcome mat, Then strapping Like a mothafuckin' straight jacket Matter fact, I look a nap in it, Then magic tricked the slip effective Compliments of Michael Jackson Or was it tech nine? Maybe I should get my Mind right I lost it once I guess I've better find it If I am, in fact, A diamond in the rough It's probably blooded it up enough That you should dig it up and shine it; Better yet, Somebody outta pick it up And sign it, Cause I write enough To put a vision To a blind man It's Fran Fine, man I'm behind, man The shadowgov had put me on a diet My bad I noticed that they tried to shut me up But couldn't stop the words or other stuff That just keeps coming out of my head I put coconuts as butter onto my bread And thinking thoughts of Carl cox As I drift off in my bed, I said, “It shouldn't be a problem, officer” As I reached for the gun And he aimed it at my death. That's an impossible apocalyptic suicide— Did you invite the devil in? I said “Nah, but that guy did.” The problem is, I pointed over yonder to a ghost Who also knows that I'm a well respected psychic; Nevermind a sidekick, side bitch in a sidecar, Psych ward, Sike! We spike war on your kind! So far, If I make history tonight, The other side decides their psalm is just as likely The third reike. Okay, strike one: I'm gonna turn your lights off. Strike two : you do and say what I do: Strike three: we're gonna make you suicidal I specialize in denying rights for high profits But big brother, or boss— What if my glove fits? The instance it does, We lock you up with no service, Your world becomes dark And your words become worthless Oh shit. This is not a good rap song. Like, at all. I must say, I do agree, You lose your trust, but silently Denied is all your trouble, Till it just begins to bubble up Until the cookie crumbles— See that feeling in your stomach? This is bigger than the money, girl — They want your soul, and then the world! I told you never call him. I didn't! Then explain this: [Skrillex] *sharp inward sigh* CUT IMMIDIATLEH TO STAN You know what! That's it! I don't care how handsome or rich and famous he is! This has to stop! KYLE Hey, wait just a minute— STAN SHUT UP KYLE. KYLE You shut up! STAN You're starting to sound just like him! KYLE Take that back! STAN I won't take it back! You all might have forgotten who you are, but I haven't!after of fact, I bet to Cartman, you're still that stupid little Jew kid! KYLE That's IT. KYLE takes out his phone. what are you doing? …I'm tweeting about this. I thought it was X now… It is, but you can't ‘x' anything, it's still calledl tweeting. I guess youre right. —and I'm tagging Cartman ! STAN Are you serious? Oh shit, this is social suicide. …did I ever explain this storyline? …I don't know, did i? I'd gotten so focused on this impending doom looming over me with this whole lawsuit that I'd forgotten entire worlds and whole documents. Even more terrifying, was the sudden quiet and the onset guilt that came over me for getting distracted. But I couldn't remove myself from it entirely—- it seemed to have ruined everything. It wasn't just motorcycle noises, it was like a nervousness and angst twisting in my stomach for months and months, until finally, as the court dates started approaching, it was peaceful, or rather, normal, all of a sudden. It couldn't be peaceful because now that the extreme noise was gone, I knew it had been planted all long— but what was the purpose? I'd lost two years not knowing, and though there were albums, they were never what I wanted. Now I was sorting through the documents of the show like it was the rubble of a decimated building— completely demolished, and I hadn't the slightest clue the contexts or the storylines anymore. It was pain and suffering, but not in the legal context. It was a creative disaster— I hadn't any idea in the slightest where I'd left my audience before I was forced to abandon them. But I was forced to choose, at times, between soap and toilet paper, or eventually, food, and water— or a phone. Eventually, this too became a pattern of the impossible— trying my hardest to do what I thought had been my purpose, but for far, being so endlessly sabotaged, even ridiculed and humiliated, and still, I couldn't understand why. I was tired— and somehow, even though I'd wanted to be left alone, I was the target. Worse was that I assumed it to be bigger than I thought and completely out of control— I thought immediately back to how my best friend from middle school had been attacked, and how she was made to think that it was me…to the point that she'd become obsessive about it to call my mom over it. And as far as the court was concerned, to the wrong ears or wrong eyes, anything I'd published in the festival project could look troublesome, like the ramblings of a mad mad, or schizo, or uncontrolled obsessive thoughts— because the biggest secrets of all, the things that tied together these fictional worlds and plots, were my own real life experience. The inability in a court of law to detail the podcast, which had started as meltdown some would call grandiose over an almost long forgotten rockstar and a porn model — and the entries into the festival project that followed, which included high concepts, off-kilter comedy, politics, and even fringed on social justice. Nothing I ever would have wanted and especially over money, but the lawsuit wasn't about money at all. In fact, at any moment I would have chosen to die and have it all stop if it weren't for my very young son being left alone. Though recently the dread had overcome with a sense of unbearable loss and agony, encrypted with suicidal thoughts and wants, reeling for human touch, the overbearing factor seemed to be that if I killed myself, I was giving someone what they wanted. I was really much too tired to go on, but leaving behind the world in entirety, in my very own way of beliefs wasn't just “shitutting it off”, it was starting it over. Understandably and undeniably immortal in its nature, the instances of God I had left spoke with a reminiscence of being born again, and having to remember which is it I'd wanted to start off. It was an unachievable overload of chaos and disruption, a level of corruption that spoke to something so dark and sinister it seemed biblical — then, again, I tried to wrap my mind around a way to rebuild a positive world from hope and thought, or manifest reality, but this is the very experience I'd felt was intended all along. The motorcycles weren't merely meant to destroy my career, or my will power, or force— they were, but also they were made to play upon my most valuable asset, the power of thought, to make it impossible to become something other than what was wanted; to use my own mind against itself and destroy my way of thought by using vibrations that could not be shut out, or stopped— they followed me to the sound collective, to Shakespeare in the park, the bank, the doctors office— it was as if they knew and understood my very thoughts, my process. It was of nothing at all to corrupt every single body and brain who would surround me or come close— by using the power that seemed supernatural enough, but indeed were powered by money, and technology. Perhaps, in this essence, I thought, was the purest display of defective intention itself; the mere thought that this indeed was rather Good Vs. Evil or God and The Devil would easily be written off as a diseased way of thought. The social world and constructs had been built around being open minded to a system of psychology that was intrinsically rather corrupt. I knew this could only be fought with what I knew, and what I could draw from as logic. I didn't want to go to court because I knew the people I would be fighting were liars, and well trained psychological masters of manipulation, well hidden terrorists dressed as public servants and systematic corrupters all for simple profit margins, to whom I was not so much a person or a mother, or a daughter, but a number. Because I was poor, and had once or four times chosen to love the wrong person in an unorthodox and uncontrollable form of torture, dismissing each and every social construct or physiology that was by the book, by embracing that there was a reason for change I quickly became quite the antagonist of sorts and hopefully not some sort of martyr —for the kind of people that had money and property, and perhaps even socially constructed circles to camoflage their own self doubt and hatred, but absolutely also had no morals. –Death of a Superstar DJ If I lose my mind At least I know I'm right on time This time— I meant that, I had it bad this time MCBADBAT I had it bad this time, And the last. Perchance for you, Hour or folded, Hair my weight And glassed upon thy, This upon now, Feathered waking, And there barely weathered Shaking. Dear, dear, Tis is fair truth, To fare that I have gasp And fated at thy doorstep; And yet, care to force, Her breaking waves and saving tinder, Fit there slithered in as yet astonished, Then another; And I hated. So, then, slower now. All there, gathered none. And show to show thy force What then became and withered after, None to bark or beg But birds and feathered creatures, pander The tides did Quake, And the heart did grow ten fold and steady saying None upon us but one left to shiver in the depths That yet remain as undiscovered For now never there was another world, Undone, And also another becomes, My death— And therefore all the worlds I kept, To travel on and travel As becomes one, does another onward As the first is glass to dust, And last is born there. So, Then, I, Crept, In my dress, Kept for clothes that church did water I, met, My mark and there the doors of shadows open Wilted and wake? Hear you; A star was born In other cosmos tied with our own nurture So, Kept, The weight of clasp and bone That holds the crept and precious alter Goddamn cat! Where are you. AAtticus Caaticus Oop. Gotta go. Toonces! Tooooonces! Where are you? Omg remember that one where that couple has a magic toddler and they just let him like,float away. Yeah, barely. Yeah. So I do. CUT TO: TOONCES focuses intently on the task at hand; he's sure he can manage to drive the human vehicle to his own home— to where he's assured he will find the actual body in which he belongs. Now… let's see, if I can just Wait, I who? ATTICUS CATTICUS, An ancient alien sorcerer must relay a series of important messages. Unfortunately. YO WHAT THE FUCK. None of them seem to be getting through. CUT BACK TO: TOONCEEESSSS. here kitty kitty kitty!! {Enter the Multiverse} I would dedicate, but honestly I've not time to waste And I'm craving wedding cake I hate to destroy you But for now, you know I can't employ you; This implies my eyes are also murder And I'm sure of her departure From another world, Perhaps across the border. Also, quite the dark sorcerer himself LORNE MICHAELS has well hidden himself under the guise of having become one of the most successful television producer of all times— And even in his own very small world, Nobody quite seems to know why. JIMMY FALLON Lorne, I have to tell you something. LORNE MICHAELS This had better be good, Jimmy, I've just made popcorn. [the festival project ™] Don't worry, for now, The risk remains hidden, As sure as an asset is an advantage, I can't have the classes counting Heads of cabbage as accomplishes, The masses are honestly astonished And impossible, but what was wrong with Boredom in the first place? Nonsense More words And still no dollars Hunger strike, And burning harder, California deficit, lack of bread, Heaven sent interventions and scissors, Mistresses, disasters and divorces But who says the whole story has to suffer? You're a surfer under water, Remember that when you finally catch your breath above the surface Can you clear her? He who? Back to work! Or back to the future! My super brain is dead but I think I'm next I think heaven swallows whole the blooded laugher From the constructs I've come from. Remember that. Remember not to fall from too far up, God would give you wings With time to spare Before you ever wondered where Your mark was On the plaza Don't let me up to the very top. I will at the very least Best scenario jump off And rid the world myself, Just for a dozen donuts over Crossing hearts and Hollywood And Griffith park To also soft my foot Upon red carpets. You ever shave your armpits!? …no. Hm. Catholic. Of course. Get in. Destination. —Rotterdam. You idiot. I made it. Whatever, get in the boat. DI NERO Give her your shirt. What. Your shirt. Why my shirt. Just— Fine. Here. [he hands over his shirt— in an instant, the woman becomes an exact REPLICA.] …my shirt. Relax. Nothing's gonna happen to it. Okay? —in fact, you're still wearing it. Alright! She's right, Jimmy, relax. I can't, that's— It's simple. There is nothing simple about this whatsoever. You're right. It's not, so get over it. [The Festival Project ™] BILL MURRAY There's a compartment at the end of the left corridor— Alright. In that hatch, there's a chamber. Okay, what'll I do? You'll open it? How? I'll tell you how, just get there. Suddenly, a barrier falls; it appears as though there are booby traps set here. Uh— that might be a problem. There might be a few of them. What just happened? Booby traps. —ah, I know what you're talking. Those aren't booby traps— they're Bobby Traps. What in the Hell are you talking about? For whatever reason Jimmy Kimmel Is important Now I'm scared of him, I know he knows the devil Come to think of it, Might even be an advocate Have an avocado But don't know the half of it These are, as it stands Comes what may Special circumstances I could circumvent an intervention, Never second chances I've been setting rat traps, Trapeze artists, Bampheramph camp, And also trampolines over the plaza That seems dangerous. Yeah. AHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Damn. Know it's plausible, That I also am an alcoholic, Though dysfunctional, Professional, And underrepresented So I stand myself, Let's just say pro-se if you will I could add Prozac to my snacks But I'll be delayed, if you still Don't get my messages I'm sick of having heart attacks; A hard advantage I was looking back on “fully packaged” A six pack of abs And nothing left to eat but cabbage, Haven't had a mouth, But I've been counting on my ass To get me back up north, I'm coming from the South Out West, there's a word for that At best, you're a four and a half My body double stunts and stumbles Struts at nothing Struck before the one, And so between high noon and Somewhere around 30 in I'm never turning 30, 30 Rock is in the wind— So count that up, That's what my income is. That's what they said? “Too late, you've been betrayed” If that's how it is, Then I request “beheaded” You know your mother says That ugly face just becomes permanent If you keep making it, And so I did, The second that it ended I'm Trying so hard Just to be What they want That it hurts Just to stop And relax For a moment INT. THE LAIR. NIGHT What is this? Where am I? You're— Alive. Why? …I changed my mind. You're not ugly You're just not mine I changed my mind I changed my life around. I skip line after line, But the message ain't right, I have time a chance No challenge accepted No exceptions or Expectations Expand this racism vocabulary Set the rat traps back To February Stamp the weather's getting Better with the postage clearing Abstr– My cat is so cute I can't stand him; But he's pretty bad, That my only friend; Animal. I blacklisted deadmau5, And my whole set sucked. Presently, however I'm a peasant Plucking pheasant feathers Guess I– pppftt. Like it never even happened But I'm sure we're all to war, Like a fear I never grasp it, What's l before, uncertain of your l words— My dear, were tattered and the masters heavy handed, Oh, my dear, we're marching on a battered Wit, to all your fan mail I tel you, I was I tortured, Let me show you And also, No one forced my hand at magic, Questioned prestidigitation, Or went back to every second, Land you think you owned as time In fact, my crucial very hard earned gossip column Asks the reader to reform his or her thought Before a judgement can be made How fascinating. The bag says ‘poems' so I wrote one, But I'm sure since my marker's toggled on I'm being stalked, It's like a magnet, Punch the clock And here they pour into the coffin So I won't be pouring coffee for the puffin; Maybe someday I'll look back at this as all I ever wanted, But for now it's just a horror show, Where I belong the murder— Yet a thriller, Best, The audience is captivated, Yes This is evasive, Cause I can't been captured yet By either masses or Mass murderers. At last, a cadence comes clean of its Breaking waves and rhythms, Tides and ties, Becomes another— Then, I'm whisked away Not back to slumber, but of subtle thoughts Of Californian water Lapping up across our surfboards; I often wear them tides, The undertow As pull of greater waves I sit aside as all that passes [The Festival Project ™] When I see Calvin Klein, I think of you; Not what you used to be But turned in to So it's mutual— Pay attention, fool As does moss grow on a rock And this to you— It is unfortunate, my dear You miss with every twist, Adjustment of attention span, The glances I foreshadowed (Here you are, inside your past) It's just affective of the effect, You've been levitating, Yes, I find it devastating Every second kept is just a fortune But you pause before you post— You reap before you even think Of what you sow, You don't belong, Agast, (True) Set the tone, Classless, But I'm Art, you are a Daunting folk song, Mistletoe and marker. CAMERA ASSISTANT Marker. …what is this for again? CAMERA ASSISTANT (Annoyed, mumbling) Shut up. Ten minutes passes and still, I'm awake But the tragedy of the mistake has just set in, I'm sure I've been tortured, I'm paid in mistakes, but I'd rather be shattered with Mortimer's curse. To the tune of Ten by ten by ten I will never be lover, nor friend in the end. {Enter The Multiverse] DRAKE concentrates heavily on a very long , seemingly very angry message— a frowning face plastered as he writes that is so noteworthy, it catches the attention of many a passerby— still this focus unwatered, as he bashes heavily away at the text message with the thumbs of fury for over 30 minutes while sitting at a booth in a well-loved pancake restaurant. As a tall stack of pancakes is served before him, and he, still unbreaking this angry texting streak or eye contact with his phone sits before them, history is made in what internet culture has now deemed as “the most meme worthy face in history” The world wonders what he could possibly be writing— and more importantly—-who he could be texting. Tears come to his eyes but do not fall as he raises his thumb with reserve, to finally press [RETURN.] CUT TO: SUNNI BLU receives a text amidst a wild party. Almost without so much as a reaction, SUNNI BLU pings the message to a projector and cuts off the lights, and music. A VERY LONG, ANGRY TEXT is projected on the wall. I slept from 10-2 There was nothing else to do My name is Devin DeLouise And I am not supposed to know these things Seven are dead and three are left I know what's next I'm also often known as And referred to as coyote ugly; Suffering a tantra wall, Yo, you son of a bitch! You dirty, dirty son of a bitch. I must admit, I had a lot to do with this… I had no part in it! Relax… soon enough, the both of your realize— this is how the unimaginable gets written. [he loads the polished sterling silver pistol and glamours over it] You have our memory. —all memory. And as soon as it ends, before it can begin again. The slate is wiped clean. Good riddance. “A Different Kind of Monologue” Is this what you wanted? Ooh— you should try me! I wish you would try me! Try me! I wish you would. Be calm, Grand Master. This will all be over momentarily. What's going on. Deprivation chamber. Crypt? —Encrypted? A lockup. Ah. Thought so. That ought to show us what he's really made up. We can all hope. [he pounds on the glass, the one way mirror acts as a camera which the maj aresses, rabid and wi the anger of a dangerous animal, both we, n audience, and the small group of men gathered a the other side of the room. This could be the basis of a lot of lawsuits. So now I have your tears and agony A wilted throne and wand Which which would grant a wish of comedy, And therefore ever after, Not pain and guilt, but laughter So heavy is the hat that acts as crown, And so foolish is the King to think ‘imself as not one, Creaks the crow and also of the feathered guilt that follows, I Kept and bashful, wishing not the show as throne but sorrow, Kept to wick and wake and bones to shatter from tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Do you fear us? …do you wish to be feared? What of us? I seek to cause the wish that stands as though you may as granted. So shallow, fair child. And brother and my son also. Gross! Stop. You are weird! Dude, you are fucked. In the withdraw, my shadows and darkness Are there always, never resting Stories and gathered images, Visions of betrayal and archaic wants. In time, I've abandoned them all and betraying that which I've lost, For I know, and not ponder on That I shall never know love, As all standing tal over me Have eyes; And all I want Knows not what hides under my ugly. Alright. I followed your spiral, downward, and down wind and down wood, Into a place where I also aspired to show your mark Upon my rotted corpse or coarse crossifix; Sure worded and down trodden. Now, worse, I'm also sworn To mourn all my own losses, Kind folk. Kind hearted and now my eyes also sudden to wander— And there goes my miles and triumphs And morals and war songs, And sure, swallowed the barrel of a gun But also departed with honor, I tell I. Glimpses of wither and winter and whittling pain, And I slither my back to the center of All I am, in this, and shadows, Fairtails, And grains of rice and sand to twist away Into the rain as I lay dying. What a fortunate! Don't make my mark up and out, few for short times, Aye, conspire to warthog, Remember so force your spirit onto ours, And shake, sandbox! There aiming at you were the snakes of six liars, And the stakes of empires lost and won over, Also one solemn subtle Star of David Worn upon the neck of six monks, Ragtime Six popes, pass I; Six fathers and streaks solemn and Care tan teared salamander, Having weight and wake to cheer For our slaughter. Then, you, Having gained and also lost should reap to sow, What you'd have wanted; Though the tongue so convexed having way to guild your complex, Shaking as I hunger fruit that not but hangs Before l wanted I know, I could knot be consoled I know, I could not be consoled I know I could not be consolidated either Bought, or purchased I know I'm not consoled at all, I know I'm not confirmed at all I know, I know I'm not confronted, nor immortal — but your glorified affliction. Poor infinity. Of poverty, perhaps, but never poor at all. For your were warned of all the doors as opened at your calling. Not to walk though, But to ponder at them, wondering. he's gone Maybe I should go Too Heavy weight hanging on my Shoulders I'm just star struck I don't know You I don't really like saying What I go through Talk an hour, Fake it All day show Monologue Improvisation Now i'm on a roll, But my thoughts got darker I like adderall and a real smooth talker I like a husband-father , Doctor, Actor, Tall and handsome, Doesn't matter I'm alone, so i feel hopeless Aggie's gone, So i might as well go though Oh– She's gone ((I think i'm past my time)) I think i should go to She's gone (so long) Right on, man I might as well go to It's been a long time, Gotta turn my light off, Overtime, That's a long ball game Season's over; On my back in the middle of the ball court She's gone, So i might as well go too. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW. INFRIGMENT IS PUNSHABLE BY FEDERAL LAW LEGAL NOTICE / ARTIST STATEMENT Project: The Festival Project ™ (Season 12) Genre: Speculative Auto-Ethnography / Social Surrealism Disclaimer: This document is a work of creative non-fiction and political satire. While inspired by the author's lived experiences with systemic oppression, housing displacement, and surveillance, the narrative employs stylized fragmentation, stream-of-consciousness, and metaphor to dramatize the psychological impact of these events. The "characters" and "dialogue" herein are artistic devices used to critique historical and modern power structures. This text should be viewed as a performative artistic expression protected under the First Amendment, and not as a literal transcript of clinical psychosis or a formal sworn affidavit. This is a character study of 'Chroma111,' the collective artworks of a musician living in a dystopian surveillance state. The erratic language is a stylistic choice to represent the character's psychological deterioration under systemic oppression. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Genre: "Afro-Surrealism" / "Social Horror" "Psycho-Acoustic Weaponry" or "Havana Syndrome symptoms." The Frame: The protagonist is subjected to "noise harassment"—a tactic dramatized here but rooted in the known reality of tenant displacement and "psychological attrition." The narrative depicts a process of "Soul Murder" ( also known as spiritual warfare) orchestrated by a hostile apparatus. The antagonist is "The Institution," representing deep-state mechanisms that view multicultural intellectualism as a threat. The story allegorically dramatizes the invisible mechanisms that enforce racial hierarchy, depicting how broken social systems weaponize psychological practices against the individual. Artist's Note: This is a living document. In the event of the artist's silence or unnatural death, this text serves as an artistic testament to the psychological siege endured from to 2023-2025. It is a creative record of survival against a hostile state architecture. The following is a creative non-fiction horror manifesto regarding the psychological assassination of a multicultural American artist. It documents—through the lens of Afro-Surrealism—how modern surveillance technology and sonic harassment are experienced by the targeted individual. As it stands It has become a modern sequel which mirrors the civil rights struggles of the 1960s, set in the present day. "The protagonist is being subjected to 'noise harassment'—a known tactic used by landlords and corrupt entities to displace tenants. The sound is weaponized to induce sleep deprivation and psychological attrition, dismantling of their ego and will to live, orchestrated by a hostile state apparatus. The antagonist in this piece is 'The Institution'—a deep state that views multicultural intellectualism as a threat. The story dramatizes over time the invisible mechanisms (the 'Deep State') that enforce racial hierarchy and and psychological genocide, weaponizing broken social systems and unfounded psychological practices as biological weapons. This is a living document. In the event of the artist's silence or unnatural death, this text serves as evidence of the psychological siege endured from 2023-2025. It is a transcript of survival against a hostile state architecture. This project spans an unlimited multiprojectoral arc of over two years of chronic violence, reaching into historical and theatrical projections and parallels over the all documented records of human existence through time and space.

Don't you see, sensei I'm just as disappointed in myself And ready to die Just as I relay the message, Spray me with your morbid essence Don't, croak, you fool, You've only a spoon ful of sugar left to go The dose is coming up your throat, — you didn't know to throw up Grab the rope and go up Before gravity has crushed your —thought: Stupid boy, you don't want to die— Nor to do, but oh, do we have it coming Silly mortal, overlords and governed, Short of morals, steady coming at your doorstep So goes our concert! And so goes our concept for divorce, And sure of course, Your four corse meal, and/or dessert This is just devastating, genetics made me The sort at sorting words, but surfing, Sure. Ever temporarily the cadence changes, Still they say “you've been betrayed” But never had a friend I made made As good as death and God have been to me For everything you're meant to be, Plus everything you're meant to me, I go, unwanted, troubled and disgusted at my own immortal outcome. Sure. My back hurts and I'm wounded, Heartbroke, Thrust in every cardinal direction Also, honored at the mark of magic wand Upon her shoulder; And so, Just as soon as the sun and moon, Does the fire escape set a perfect path For outward destruction of the bricks and mortar Or your alter (This we talk about, to some effect Is your repression and affective form of supernatural perfection) But forget the makeup; I can make you up to be a star And not of wars and other worlds, But those that come before us, Carson, and the others Paar before that. But, I think not dear sir How wrong you are, A wretched bird, Set not to fly, but O father Wit and relay messages, The passage said, and set to clocks, The past was won and so the future altered, But dear feathered father, Mortal you are not But just another triumph Of my god; And set the mirror to the magnets Camera, lights and action, Magic— All the signs of the dawn, and the mad don Red Dawn came upon us, called the Red Man Tom, from other, over, under Still was my mistake to mumble such Or put upon the tongue As such assumption Still— wonder? Bird, shut up; Love I dusk And lust I soak In all the frittered dust and feathers, Colors, coming up as mister Chuck and wood, and wait and ponder Slithered this to wonder, not a rock, But potted fern, Asunder Thunderstorm And wicked rain And fair the back A tide had come And sitting there upon the shore, Was us, and 12 apostles She's a Brick— Seemingly out of nowhere, A RED BRICK HOUSE falls very perfectly from the SKY and into OZ. oh good, my house is here. House. [the festival project ™] But I don't want to make house! Then play it! I don't want to play house it is BORING. You play it— they want it. But I don't want it. Then forget it! What! Listen kid, a job's a job! {Enter The Multiverse} Wrong, this is wrong— everything is wrong. What's wrong, Rob? I'll be back. ROB LOWE has just played TRUTH OR DARE L E G E N D S if I could get inside your head For just a second Bread and butter Heaven, hell, And other places I have wandered But oh, wonder This is never what I wanted, Was it? No sir. Sure, I set you off, No sooner had you got a gun and shot me. Handsome fucker. I'll bet. Wrong act. Wrong award show. Wrong hat and a baseball bat, Peanut butter and a nice cold cheesecake, Don't forget to order cheesesteak For your cat. A carnivore at odds with the other worlds, And also fused to us; This drifting back and forth Between the Rock And Hollywood Has got to stop. ((The world is toxic.)) the legend of… L. JONES It's you! BLŪ AH, crap. L. JONES Listen, I got something for you. BLŪ Where did your bird go? L.JONES What bird? CUT TO: Now open that. No wait! It's a trap! THE VAULT inside THE CRYPT at 30 ROCK has been opened. I keep looking down at my phone As if I'm expecting a phone call Or incoming message from God But the worlds to a song Are all jumbled up in my Concious I don't want to talk about it I feel Nauseous Everyone is being obnoxious Even my own blood I don't want to function I just want some French toast crunch For lunch Nostalgia I got a whole inch taller on the peloton Holla Now I got a body, Broader, So close to Broadway But I never go there That's a tall order Of “gotta have money” I mean live theatre It's fine I'll eat here And repeat these things till they just rhyme Line them all up like a context, Story Someday I'm gonna cut my own check Watch me lol none of this rhymes without a hard Brooklyn accent ; Guess you can't hack it! Send you ass packin! I said “That's whack son!” Then I went back blonde Now they want Backend, Contract, Off the top, Royalties Residuals I'm an individual with insidious syntax And yet I'm ridiculed Truly I'm a tit-for-tat Or particle of all you are Circular centrifuge, I trickle down your tentacles (Eugh) Choke the chicken just to give the cat a chicken bowl, Chick fil et and pret a tair just to get a ritual Espresso and a quick snack So I can get my dick wrapped In chocolate and licorice because the shit is edible Damn that I guess they set a damn trap By putting out the welcome mat, Then strapping Like a mothafuckin' straight jacket Matter fact, I look a nap in it, Then magic tricked the slip effective Compliments of Michael Jackson Or was it tech nine? Maybe I should get my Mind right I lost it once I guess I've better find it If I am, in fact, A diamond in the rough It's probably blooded it up enough That you should dig it up and shine it; Better yet, Somebody outta pick it up And sign it, Cause I write enough To put a vision To a blind man It's Fran Fine, man I'm behind, man The shadowgov had put me on a diet My bad I noticed that they tried to shut me up But couldn't stop the words or other stuff That just keeps coming out of my head I put coconuts as butter onto my bread And thinking thoughts of Carl cox As I drift off in my bed, I said, “It shouldn't be a problem, officer” As I reached for the gun And he aimed it at my death. That's an impossible apocalyptic suicide— Did you invite the devil in? I said “Nah, but that guy did.” The problem is, I pointed over yonder to a ghost Who also knows that I'm a well respected psychic; Nevermind a sidekick, side bitch in a sidecar, Psych ward, Sike! We spike war on your kind! So far, If I make history tonight, The other side decides their psalm is just as likely The third reike. Okay, strike one: I'm gonna turn your lights off. Strike two : you do and say what I do: Strike three: we're gonna make you suicidal I specialize in denying rights for high profits But big brother, or boss— What if my glove fits? The instance it does, We lock you up with no service, Your world becomes dark And your words become worthless Oh shit. This is not a good rap song. Like, at all. I must say, I do agree, You lose your trust, but silently Denied is all your trouble, Till it just begins to bubble up Until the cookie crumbles— See that feeling in your stomach? This is bigger than the money, girl — They want your soul, and then the world! I told you never call him. I didn't! Then explain this: [Skrillex] *sharp inward sigh* CUT IMMIDIATLEH TO STAN You know what! That's it! I don't care how handsome or rich and famous he is! This has to stop! KYLE Hey, wait just a minute— STAN SHUT UP KYLE. KYLE You shut up! STAN You're starting to sound just like him! KYLE Take that back! STAN I won't take it back! You all might have forgotten who you are, but I haven't!after of fact, I bet to Cartman, you're still that stupid little Jew kid! KYLE That's IT. KYLE takes out his phone. what are you doing? …I'm tweeting about this. I thought it was X now… It is, but you can't ‘x' anything, it's still calledl tweeting. I guess youre right. —and I'm tagging Cartman ! STAN Are you serious? Oh shit, this is social suicide. …did I ever explain this storyline? …I don't know, did i? I'd gotten so focused on this impending doom looming over me with this whole lawsuit that I'd forgotten entire worlds and whole documents. Even more terrifying, was the sudden quiet and the onset guilt that came over me for getting distracted. But I couldn't remove myself from it entirely—- it seemed to have ruined everything. It wasn't just motorcycle noises, it was like a nervousness and angst twisting in my stomach for months and months, until finally, as the court dates started approaching, it was peaceful, or rather, normal, all of a sudden. It couldn't be peaceful because now that the extreme noise was gone, I knew it had been planted all long— but what was the purpose? I'd lost two years not knowing, and though there were albums, they were never what I wanted. Now I was sorting through the documents of the show like it was the rubble of a decimated building— completely demolished, and I hadn't the slightest clue the contexts or the storylines anymore. It was pain and suffering, but not in the legal context. It was a creative disaster— I hadn't any idea in the slightest where I'd left my audience before I was forced to abandon them. But I was forced to choose, at times, between soap and toilet paper, or eventually, food, and water— or a phone. Eventually, this too became a pattern of the impossible— trying my hardest to do what I thought had been my purpose, but for far, being so endlessly sabotaged, even ridiculed and humiliated, and still, I couldn't understand why. I was tired— and somehow, even though I'd wanted to be left alone, I was the target. Worse was that I assumed it to be bigger than I thought and completely out of control— I thought immediately back to how my best friend from middle school had been attacked, and how she was made to think that it was me…to the point that she'd become obsessive about it to call my mom over it. And as far as the court was concerned, to the wrong ears or wrong eyes, anything I'd published in the festival project could look troublesome, like the ramblings of a mad mad, or schizo, or uncontrolled obsessive thoughts— because the biggest secrets of all, the things that tied together these fictional worlds and plots, were my own real life experience. The inability in a court of law to detail the podcast, which had started as meltdown some would call grandiose over an almost long forgotten rockstar and a porn model — and the entries into the festival project that followed, which included high concepts, off-kilter comedy, politics, and even fringed on social justice. Nothing I ever would have wanted and especially over money, but the lawsuit wasn't about money at all. In fact, at any moment I would have chosen to die and have it all stop if it weren't for my very young son being left alone. Though recently the dread had overcome with a sense of unbearable loss and agony, encrypted with suicidal thoughts and wants, reeling for human touch, the overbearing factor seemed to be that if I killed myself, I was giving someone what they wanted. I was really much too tired to go on, but leaving behind the world in entirety, in my very own way of beliefs wasn't just “shitutting it off”, it was starting it over. Understandably and undeniably immortal in its nature, the instances of God I had left spoke with a reminiscence of being born again, and having to remember which is it I'd wanted to start off. It was an unachievable overload of chaos and disruption, a level of corruption that spoke to something so dark and sinister it seemed biblical — then, again, I tried to wrap my mind around a way to rebuild a positive world from hope and thought, or manifest reality, but this is the very experience I'd felt was intended all along. The motorcycles weren't merely meant to destroy my career, or my will power, or force— they were, but also they were made to play upon my most valuable asset, the power of thought, to make it impossible to become something other than what was wanted; to use my own mind against itself and destroy my way of thought by using vibrations that could not be shut out, or stopped— they followed me to the sound collective, to Shakespeare in the park, the bank, the doctors office— it was as if they knew and understood my very thoughts, my process. It was of nothing at all to corrupt every single body and brain who would surround me or come close— by using the power that seemed supernatural enough, but indeed were powered by money, and technology. Perhaps, in this essence, I thought, was the purest display of defective intention itself; the mere thought that this indeed was rather Good Vs. Evil or God and The Devil would easily be written off as a diseased way of thought. The social world and constructs had been built around being open minded to a system of psychology that was intrinsically rather corrupt. I knew this could only be fought with what I knew, and what I could draw from as logic. I didn't want to go to court because I knew the people I would be fighting were liars, and well trained psychological masters of manipulation, well hidden terrorists dressed as public servants and systematic corrupters all for simple profit margins, to whom I was not so much a person or a mother, or a daughter, but a number. Because I was poor, and had once or four times chosen to love the wrong person in an unorthodox and uncontrollable form of torture, dismissing each and every social construct or physiology that was by the book, by embracing that there was a reason for change I quickly became quite the antagonist of sorts and hopefully not some sort of martyr —for the kind of people that had money and property, and perhaps even socially constructed circles to camoflage their own self doubt and hatred, but absolutely also had no morals. –Death of a Superstar DJ If I lose my mind At least I know I'm right on time This time— I meant that, I had it bad this time MCBADBAT I had it bad this time, And the last. Perchance for you, Hour or folded, Hair my weight And glassed upon thy, This upon now, Feathered waking, And there barely weathered Shaking. Dear, dear, Tis is fair truth, To fare that I have gasp And fated at thy doorstep; And yet, care to force, Her breaking waves and saving tinder, Fit there slithered in as yet astonished, Then another; And I hated. So, then, slower now. All there, gathered none. And show to show thy force What then became and withered after, None to bark or beg But birds and feathered creatures, pander The tides did Quake, And the heart did grow ten fold and steady saying None upon us but one left to shiver in the depths That yet remain as undiscovered For now never there was another world, Undone, And also another becomes, My death— And therefore all the worlds I kept, To travel on and travel As becomes one, does another onward As the first is glass to dust, And last is born there. So, Then, I, Crept, In my dress, Kept for clothes that church did water I, met, My mark and there the doors of shadows open Wilted and wake? Hear you; A star was born In other cosmos tied with our own nurture So, Kept, The weight of clasp and bone That holds the crept and precious alter Goddamn cat! Where are you. AAtticus Caaticus Oop. Gotta go. Toonces! Tooooonces! Where are you? Omg remember that one where that couple has a magic toddler and they just let him like,float away. Yeah, barely. Yeah. So I do. CUT TO: TOONCES focuses intently on the task at hand; he's sure he can manage to drive the human vehicle to his own home— to where he's assured he will find the actual body in which he belongs. Now… let's see, if I can just Wait, I who? ATTICUS CATTICUS, An ancient alien sorcerer must relay a series of important messages. Unfortunately. YO WHAT THE FUCK. None of them seem to be getting through. CUT BACK TO: TOONCEEESSSS. here kitty kitty kitty!! {Enter the Multiverse} I would dedicate, but honestly I've not time to waste And I'm craving wedding cake I hate to destroy you But for now, you know I can't employ you; This implies my eyes are also murder And I'm sure of her departure From another world, Perhaps across the border. Also, quite the dark sorcerer himself LORNE MICHAELS has well hidden himself under the guise of having become one of the most successful television producer of all times— And even in his own very small world, Nobody quite seems to know why. JIMMY FALLON Lorne, I have to tell you something. LORNE MICHAELS This had better be good, Jimmy, I've just made popcorn. [the festival project ™] Don't worry, for now, The risk remains hidden, As sure as an asset is an advantage, I can't have the classes counting Heads of cabbage as accomplishes, The masses are honestly astonished And impossible, but what was wrong with Boredom in the first place? Nonsense More words And still no dollars Hunger strike, And burning harder, California deficit, lack of bread, Heaven sent interventions and scissors, Mistresses, disasters and divorces But who says the whole story has to suffer? You're a surfer under water, Remember that when you finally catch your breath above the surface Can you clear her? He who? Back to work! Or back to the future! My super brain is dead but I think I'm next I think heaven swallows whole the blooded laugher From the constructs I've come from. Remember that. Remember not to fall from too far up, God would give you wings With time to spare Before you ever wondered where Your mark was On the plaza Don't let me up to the very top. I will at the very least Best scenario jump off And rid the world myself, Just for a dozen donuts over Crossing hearts and Hollywood And Griffith park To also soft my foot Upon red carpets. You ever shave your armpits!? …no. Hm. Catholic. Of course. Get in. Destination. —Rotterdam. You idiot. I made it. Whatever, get in the boat. DI NERO Give her your shirt. What. Your shirt. Why my shirt. Just— Fine. Here. [he hands over his shirt— in an instant, the woman becomes an exact REPLICA.] …my shirt. Relax. Nothing's gonna happen to it. Okay? —in fact, you're still wearing it. Alright! She's right, Jimmy, relax. I can't, that's— It's simple. There is nothing simple about this whatsoever. You're right. It's not, so get over it. [The Festival Project ™] BILL MURRAY There's a compartment at the end of the left corridor— Alright. In that hatch, there's a chamber. Okay, what'll I do? You'll open it? How? I'll tell you how, just get there. Suddenly, a barrier falls; it appears as though there are booby traps set here. Uh— that might be a problem. There might be a few of them. What just happened? Booby traps. —ah, I know what you're talking. Those aren't booby traps— they're Bobby Traps. What in the Hell are you talking about? For whatever reason Jimmy Kimmel Is important Now I'm scared of him, I know he knows the devil Come to think of it, Might even be an advocate Have an avocado But don't know the half of it These are, as it stands Comes what may Special circumstances I could circumvent an intervention, Never second chances I've been setting rat traps, Trapeze artists, Bampheramph camp, And also trampolines over the plaza That seems dangerous. Yeah. AHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Damn. Know it's plausible, That I also am an alcoholic, Though dysfunctional, Professional, And underrepresented So I stand myself, Let's just say pro-se if you will I could add Prozac to my snacks But I'll be delayed, if you still Don't get my messages I'm sick of having heart attacks; A hard advantage I was looking back on “fully packaged” A six pack of abs And nothing left to eat but cabbage, Haven't had a mouth, But I've been counting on my ass To get me back up north, I'm coming from the South Out West, there's a word for that At best, you're a four and a half My body double stunts and stumbles Struts at nothing Struck before the one, And so between high noon and Somewhere around 30 in I'm never turning 30, 30 Rock is in the wind— So count that up, That's what my income is. That's what they said? “Too late, you've been betrayed” If that's how it is, Then I request “beheaded” You know your mother says That ugly face just becomes permanent If you keep making it, And so I did, The second that it ended I'm Trying so hard Just to be What they want That it hurts Just to stop And relax For a moment INT. THE LAIR. NIGHT What is this? Where am I? You're— Alive. Why? …I changed my mind. You're not ugly You're just not mine I changed my mind I changed my life around. I skip line after line, But the message ain't right, I have time a chance No challenge accepted No exceptions or Expectations Expand this racism vocabulary Set the rat traps back To February Stamp the weather's getting Better with the postage clearing Abstr– My cat is so cute I can't stand him; But he's pretty bad, That my only friend; Animal. I blacklisted deadmau5, And my whole set sucked. Presently, however I'm a peasant Plucking pheasant feathers Guess I– pppftt. Like it never even happened But I'm sure we're all to war, Like a fear I never grasp it, What's l before, uncertain of your l words— My dear, were tattered and the masters heavy handed, Oh, my dear, we're marching on a battered Wit, to all your fan mail I tel you, I was I tortured, Let me show you And also, No one forced my hand at magic, Questioned prestidigitation, Or went back to every second, Land you think you owned as time In fact, my crucial very hard earned gossip column Asks the reader to reform his or her thought Before a judgement can be made How fascinating. The bag says ‘poems' so I wrote one, But I'm sure since my marker's toggled on I'm being stalked, It's like a magnet, Punch the clock And here they pour into the coffin So I won't be pouring coffee for the puffin; Maybe someday I'll look back at this as all I ever wanted, But for now it's just a horror show, Where I belong the murder— Yet a thriller, Best, The audience is captivated, Yes This is evasive, Cause I can't been captured yet By either masses or Mass murderers. At last, a cadence comes clean of its Breaking waves and rhythms, Tides and ties, Becomes another— Then, I'm whisked away Not back to slumber, but of subtle thoughts Of Californian water Lapping up across our surfboards; I often wear them tides, The undertow As pull of greater waves I sit aside as all that passes [The Festival Project ™] When I see Calvin Klein, I think of you; Not what you used to be But turned in to So it's mutual— Pay attention, fool As does moss grow on a rock And this to you— It is unfortunate, my dear You miss with every twist, Adjustment of attention span, The glances I foreshadowed (Here you are, inside your past) It's just affective of the effect, You've been levitating, Yes, I find it devastating Every second kept is just a fortune But you pause before you post— You reap before you even think Of what you sow, You don't belong, Agast, (True) Set the tone, Classless, But I'm Art, you are a Daunting folk song, Mistletoe and marker. CAMERA ASSISTANT Marker. …what is this for again? CAMERA ASSISTANT (Annoyed, mumbling) Shut up. Ten minutes passes and still, I'm awake But the tragedy of the mistake has just set in, I'm sure I've been tortured, I'm paid in mistakes, but I'd rather be shattered with Mortimer's curse. To the tune of Ten by ten by ten I will never be lover, nor friend in the end. {Enter The Multiverse] DRAKE concentrates heavily on a very long , seemingly very angry message— a frowning face plastered as he writes that is so noteworthy, it catches the attention of many a passerby— still this focus unwatered, as he bashes heavily away at the text message with the thumbs of fury for over 30 minutes while sitting at a booth in a well-loved pancake restaurant. As a tall stack of pancakes is served before him, and he, still unbreaking this angry texting streak or eye contact with his phone sits before them, history is made in what internet culture has now deemed as “the most meme worthy face in history” The world wonders what he could possibly be writing— and more importantly—-who he could be texting. Tears come to his eyes but do not fall as he raises his thumb with reserve, to finally press [RETURN.] CUT TO: SUNNI BLU receives a text amidst a wild party. Almost without so much as a reaction, SUNNI BLU pings the message to a projector and cuts off the lights, and music. A VERY LONG, ANGRY TEXT is projected on the wall. I slept from 10-2 There was nothing else to do My name is Devin DeLouise And I am not supposed to know these things Seven are dead and three are left I know what's next I'm also often known as And referred to as coyote ugly; Suffering a tantra wall, Yo, you son of a bitch! You dirty, dirty son of a bitch. I must admit, I had a lot to do with this… I had no part in it! Relax… soon enough, the both of your realize— this is how the unimaginable gets written. [he loads the polished sterling silver pistol and glamours over it] You have our memory. —all memory. And as soon as it ends, before it can begin again. The slate is wiped clean. Good riddance. “A Different Kind of Monologue” Is this what you wanted? Ooh— you should try me! I wish you would try me! Try me! I wish you would. Be calm, Grand Master. This will all be over momentarily. What's going on. Deprivation chamber. Crypt? —Encrypted? A lockup. Ah. Thought so. That ought to show us what he's really made up. We can all hope. [he pounds on the glass, the one way mirror acts as a camera which the maj aresses, rabid and wi the anger of a dangerous animal, both we, n audience, and the small group of men gathered a the other side of the room. This could be the basis of a lot of lawsuits. So now I have your tears and agony A wilted throne and wand Which which would grant a wish of comedy, And therefore ever after, Not pain and guilt, but laughter So heavy is the hat that acts as crown, And so foolish is the King to think ‘imself as not one, Creaks the crow and also of the feathered guilt that follows, I Kept and bashful, wishing not the show as throne but sorrow, Kept to wick and wake and bones to shatter from tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Do you fear us? …do you wish to be feared? What of us? I seek to cause the wish that stands as though you may as granted. So shallow, fair child. And brother and my son also. Gross! Stop. You are weird! Dude, you are fucked. In the withdraw, my shadows and darkness Are there always, never resting Stories and gathered images, Visions of betrayal and archaic wants. In time, I've abandoned them all and betraying that which I've lost, For I know, and not ponder on That I shall never know love, As all standing tal over me Have eyes; And all I want Knows not what hides under my ugly. Alright. I followed your spiral, downward, and down wind and down wood, Into a place where I also aspired to show your mark Upon my rotted corpse or coarse crossifix; Sure worded and down trodden. Now, worse, I'm also sworn To mourn all my own losses, Kind folk. Kind hearted and now my eyes also sudden to wander— And there goes my miles and triumphs And morals and war songs, And sure, swallowed the barrel of a gun But also departed with honor, I tell I. Glimpses of wither and winter and whittling pain, And I slither my back to the center of All I am, in this, and shadows, Fairtails, And grains of rice and sand to twist away Into the rain as I lay dying. What a fortunate! Don't make my mark up and out, few for short times, Aye, conspire to warthog, Remember so force your spirit onto ours, And shake, sandbox! There aiming at you were the snakes of six liars, And the stakes of empires lost and won over, Also one solemn subtle Star of David Worn upon the neck of six monks, Ragtime Six popes, pass I; Six fathers and streaks solemn and Care tan teared salamander, Having weight and wake to cheer For our slaughter. Then, you, Having gained and also lost should reap to sow, What you'd have wanted; Though the tongue so convexed having way to guild your complex, Shaking as I hunger fruit that not but hangs Before l wanted I know, I could knot be consoled I know, I could not be consoled I know I could not be consolidated either Bought, or purchased I know I'm not consoled at all, I know I'm not confirmed at all I know, I know I'm not confronted, nor immortal — but your glorified affliction. Poor infinity. Of poverty, perhaps, but never poor at all. For your were warned of all the doors as opened at your calling. Not to walk though, But to ponder at them, wondering. he's gone Maybe I should go Too Heavy weight hanging on my Shoulders I'm just star struck I don't know You I don't really like saying What I go through Talk an hour, Fake it All day show Monologue Improvisation Now i'm on a roll, But my thoughts got darker I like adderall and a real smooth talker I like a husband-father , Doctor, Actor, Tall and handsome, Doesn't matter I'm alone, so i feel hopeless Aggie's gone, So i might as well go though Oh– She's gone ((I think i'm past my time)) I think i should go to She's gone (so long) Right on, man I might as well go to It's been a long time, Gotta turn my light off, Overtime, That's a long ball game Season's over; On my back in the middle of the ball court She's gone, So i might as well go too. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW. INFRIGMENT IS PUNSHABLE BY FEDERAL LAW LEGAL NOTICE / ARTIST STATEMENT Project: The Festival Project ™ (Season 12) Genre: Speculative Auto-Ethnography / Social Surrealism Disclaimer: This document is a work of creative non-fiction and political satire. While inspired by the author's lived experiences with systemic oppression, housing displacement, and surveillance, the narrative employs stylized fragmentation, stream-of-consciousness, and metaphor to dramatize the psychological impact of these events. The "characters" and "dialogue" herein are artistic devices used to critique historical and modern power structures. This text should be viewed as a performative artistic expression protected under the First Amendment, and not as a literal transcript of clinical psychosis or a formal sworn affidavit. This is a character study of 'Chroma111,' the collective artworks of a musician living in a dystopian surveillance state. The erratic language is a stylistic choice to represent the character's psychological deterioration under systemic oppression. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Genre: "Afro-Surrealism" / "Social Horror" "Psycho-Acoustic Weaponry" or "Havana Syndrome symptoms." The Frame: The protagonist is subjected to "noise harassment"—a tactic dramatized here but rooted in the known reality of tenant displacement and "psychological attrition." The narrative depicts a process of "Soul Murder" ( also known as spiritual warfare) orchestrated by a hostile apparatus. The antagonist is "The Institution," representing deep-state mechanisms that view multicultural intellectualism as a threat. The story allegorically dramatizes the invisible mechanisms that enforce racial hierarchy, depicting how broken social systems weaponize psychological practices against the individual. Artist's Note: This is a living document. In the event of the artist's silence or unnatural death, this text serves as an artistic testament to the psychological siege endured from to 2023-2025. It is a creative record of survival against a hostile state architecture. The following is a creative non-fiction horror manifesto regarding the psychological assassination of a multicultural American artist. It documents—through the lens of Afro-Surrealism—how modern surveillance technology and sonic harassment are experienced by the targeted individual. As it stands It has become a modern sequel which mirrors the civil rights struggles of the 1960s, set in the present day. "The protagonist is being subjected to 'noise harassment'—a known tactic used by landlords and corrupt entities to displace tenants. The sound is weaponized to induce sleep deprivation and psychological attrition, dismantling of their ego and will to live, orchestrated by a hostile state apparatus. The antagonist in this piece is 'The Institution'—a deep state that views multicultural intellectualism as a threat. The story dramatizes over time the invisible mechanisms (the 'Deep State') that enforce racial hierarchy and and psychological genocide, weaponizing broken social systems and unfounded psychological practices as biological weapons. This is a living document. In the event of the artist's silence or unnatural death, this text serves as evidence of the psychological siege endured from 2023-2025. It is a transcript of survival against a hostile state architecture. This project spans an unlimited multiprojectoral arc of over two years of chronic violence, reaching into historical and theatrical projections and parallels over the all documented records of human existence through time and space.

Sturnus Android Trojan captures encrypted chats and hijacks devices Canadian regulators say schools share blame for PowerSchool hack Bill reintroduced to bolster cybersecurity at Securities and Exchange Commission Huge thanks to our episode sponsor, KnowBe4 Your email gateway isn't catching everything — and cybercriminals know it. That's why there's KnowBe4's Cloud Email Security platform. It's not just another filter—it's a dynamic, AI-powered layer of defense that detects and stops advanced threats before they reach your users' inbox. Request a demo of KnowBe4's Cloud Email Security at knowbe4.com or visit them this week at Microsoft Ignite booth #5523. Find the stories behind the headlines at CISOseries.com.

In this episode I am joined by a dear friend, artist, poet, philosopher, and all around magical human being Matthew John Betzalel Bivalacqua. In this episode we discuss his deeply personal art process and its relationship to memory, emotion, and spiritual experience. His works explores a fresh approach to still life and the power of personal symbols encased in memory. ------------------Matthew John Betzalel Bivalacqua was born in Metairie LA, 1981. In 2015 he received his undergraduate degrees from the University of New Orleans, in Fine Arts and Philosophy. In 2018 Matthew John received his Master of Fine Arts degree from the University of New Orleans. After converting to Judaism, in 2021, Matthew John was awarded an artist fellowship from Pardes Institute of Jewish Learning, in Jerusalem, where he held poetry workshops.Matthew John's process draws subject matter from his narrative, to express a sentiment, a historical relation, or convey an identity beyond an object's or environment's manufactured function. The surfaces he creates are technical manipulations of traditional practices for applying mediums. Some of his influences are Van Gogh's still lifes and David Hockney's joiner photographs.WebsiteInstagram Follow Martin Benson for more insights:*To stay updated on the podcast and related content, check out ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠my Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠*To support the show and access exclusive content, consider subscribing for $0.99/month on Instagram (link above).Credits: Special thanks to Matthew Blankenship of ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Sometimes Island⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ for our podcast theme music!Support this podcast: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/martin-l-benson/support

They tried to erase him from history.But some systems are designed to resurrect themselves.The Epstein Emails aren't just messages—they're a map of manipulation.Encrypted conversations between the elite, buried on private servers,designed to control governments, crush reputations, and silence truth.Tonight, we follow the trail of the deleted,the whispers between power and obedience,and the code that still runs the world from the shadows.Welcome to the inbox of the untouchable.Welcome to EPSTEIN EMAILS.

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Honeypot Requests for Code Repository Attackers continue to scan websites for source code repositories. Keep your repositories outside your document root and proactively scan your own sites. https://isc.sans.edu/diary/Honeypot%3A%20Requests%20for%20%28Code%29%20Repositories/32460 Malicious NuGet Packages Deliver Time-Delayed Destructive Payloads Newly discovered malicious .NET packages attempt to deliver a time-delayed attack targeting ICS systems. https://socket.dev/blog/9-malicious-nuget-packages-deliver-time-delayed-destructive-payloads Side Channel Leaks in Encrypted Traffic to LLMs Traffic to LLMs can be profiled to discover the nature of prompts sent by a user based on the amount and structure of the encrypted data. https://www.microsoft.com/en-us/security/blog/2025/11/07/whisper-leak-a-novel-side-channel-cyberattack-on-remote-language-models/

The second part of our conversation with Scott Morrison, Scott Little, and Beth Wall of MailMaven and Joe Kissell of Take Control Books,  explores token-based search, a separate global search window, and smart mailboxes/rules with nested criteria. They explain how the conversation map tames complex threads, while a keyboard-first design speeds filing and actions, and detail a privacy-by-design approach—local data, encrypted metadata sync, and built-in PGP—and explain onboarding, documentation, and dynamic, scriptable signatures. (Part 2)  This edition of MacVoices is brought to you by the MacVoices Dispatch, our weekly newsletter that keeps you up-to-date on any and all MacVoices-related information. Subscribe today and don't miss a thing. Show Notes: Chapters: [0:00] Part 2 intro and setup[0:49] Token-based search with suggestions[2:11] Power user search syntax and filters[4:04] Mailbox filter vs. global search window[5:31] Advanced tokens menu and options[7:38] Smart mailboxes with nested criteria[8:50] Nested rules and complex logic[10:17] Conversation threading pain points[10:55] Conversation map and full-thread view[13:20] Per-message vs. whole-thread actions[16:34] Security model and local-only email data[17:23] Encrypted metadata sync and keys[19:53] Built-in PGP vs. extensions; S/MIME plans[23:09] Limits of email security in the real world[28:08] Docs vs. Take Control book: how to start[30:05] Dynamic signatures and real-world examples Links: SpamSieve Take Control of MailMaven by Joe Kissell (free!) Guests: Beth Wall is perhaps the main ingredient in the glue that has formed SmallCubed. Beth brings experience in systems' adminstration, databases and networking. Beth streamlines our SmallCubed workflows, builds websites, maintains our support systems and stores and cracks the whip. She has also played a key role in the organization of the Çingleton conferences in Montreal Scott Little is based in Gdansk, Poland and the founder of Little Known Software. He has worked in software development for over 20 years and has specialized in the development of plugins for Apple's Mail.app for over 10 years. Scott has collaborated with other prominant Mail Plugin companies, such as Creative In Austria, and Feingeist Software and brought Little Known's products SignatureProfiler and Tealeaves to SmallCubed. He is our back-end wizard an server go-to guy. Scott Morrison of Vancouver Island, Canada, developed Mail Act-On in 2004 and MailTags in 2005 and hasn't looked back. The product suite of MailTags, Mail Act-On and MailPerspectives is use by thousands of Mac users daily to bring sanity and fluidity to their email workflows. Scott Morrison has also been actively involved in the Mac Indie Developer Community as a speaker at several conferences and a co-founder of the Çingleton Conference in Montreal. Support:      Become a MacVoices Patron on Patreon     http://patreon.com/macvoices      Enjoy this episode? Make a one-time donation with PayPal Connect:      Web:     http://macvoices.com      Twitter:     http://www.twitter.com/chuckjoiner     http://www.twitter.com/macvoices      Mastodon:     https://mastodon.cloud/@chuckjoiner      Facebook:     http://www.facebook.com/chuck.joiner      MacVoices Page on Facebook:     http://www.facebook.com/macvoices/      MacVoices Group on Facebook:     http://www.facebook.com/groups/macvoice      LinkedIn:     https://www.linkedin.com/in/chuckjoiner/      Instagram:     https://www.instagram.com/chuckjoiner/ Subscribe:      Audio in iTunes     Video in iTunes      Subscribe manually via iTunes or any podcatcher:      Audio: http://www.macvoices.com/rss/macvoicesrss      Video: http://www.macvoices.com/rss/macvoicesvideorss

The second part of our conversation with Scott Morrison, Scott Little, and Beth Wall of MailMaven and Joe Kissell of Take Control Books,  explores token-based search, a separate global search window, and smart mailboxes/rules with nested criteria. They explain how the conversation map tames complex threads, while a keyboard-first design speeds filing and actions, and detail a privacy-by-design approach—local data, encrypted metadata sync, and built-in PGP—and explain onboarding, documentation, and dynamic, scriptable signatures. (Part 2)  This edition of MacVoices is brought to you by the MacVoices Dispatch, our weekly newsletter that keeps you up-to-date on any and all MacVoices-related information. Subscribe today and don't miss a thing. Show Notes: Chapters: [0:00] Part 2 intro and setup [0:49] Token-based search with suggestions [2:11] Power user search syntax and filters [4:04] Mailbox filter vs. global search window [5:31] Advanced tokens menu and options [7:38] Smart mailboxes with nested criteria [8:50] Nested rules and complex logic [10:17] Conversation threading pain points [10:55] Conversation map and full-thread view [13:20] Per-message vs. whole-thread actions [16:34] Security model and local-only email data [17:23] Encrypted metadata sync and keys [19:53] Built-in PGP vs. extensions; S/MIME plans [23:09] Limits of email security in the real world [28:08] Docs vs. Take Control book: how to start [30:05] Dynamic signatures and real-world examples Links: SpamSieve Take Control of MailMaven by Joe Kissell (free!) Guests: Beth Wall is perhaps the main ingredient in the glue that has formed SmallCubed. Beth brings experience in systems' adminstration, databases and networking. Beth streamlines our SmallCubed workflows, builds websites, maintains our support systems and stores and cracks the whip. She has also played a key role in the organization of the Çingleton conferences in Montreal Scott Little is based in Gdansk, Poland and the founder of Little Known Software. He has worked in software development for over 20 years and has specialized in the development of plugins for Apple's Mail.app for over 10 years. Scott has collaborated with other prominant Mail Plugin companies, such as Creative In Austria, and Feingeist Software and brought Little Known's products SignatureProfiler and Tealeaves to SmallCubed. He is our back-end wizard an server go-to guy. Scott Morrison of Vancouver Island, Canada, developed Mail Act-On in 2004 and MailTags in 2005 and hasn't looked back. The product suite of MailTags, Mail Act-On and MailPerspectives is use by thousands of Mac users daily to bring sanity and fluidity to their email workflows. Scott Morrison has also been actively involved in the Mac Indie Developer Community as a speaker at several conferences and a co-founder of the Çingleton Conference in Montreal. Support:      Become a MacVoices Patron on Patreon      http://patreon.com/macvoices      Enjoy this episode? Make a one-time donation with PayPal Connect:      Web:      http://macvoices.com      Twitter:      http://www.twitter.com/chuckjoiner      http://www.twitter.com/macvoices      Mastodon:      https://mastodon.cloud/@chuckjoiner      Facebook:      http://www.facebook.com/chuck.joiner      MacVoices Page on Facebook:      http://www.facebook.com/macvoices/      MacVoices Group on Facebook:      http://www.facebook.com/groups/macvoice      LinkedIn:      https://www.linkedin.com/in/chuckjoiner/      Instagram:      https://www.instagram.com/chuckjoiner/ Subscribe:      Audio in iTunes      Video in iTunes      Subscribe manually via iTunes or any podcatcher:      Audio: http://www.macvoices.com/rss/macvoicesrss      Video: http://www.macvoices.com/rss/macvoicesvideorss

Today we're going to talk about encrypted messenger apps, and we're going to talk about Signal, WhatsApp and Telegram and give you my opinion, and a lot of other opinions, on what's the best for you if you need to keep your information encrypted. In other words, secure. Screw The Commute Podcast Show Notes Episode 1052 How To Automate Your Business - https://screwthecommute.com/automatefree/ Internet Marketing Training Center - https://imtcva.org/ Higher Education Webinar – https://screwthecommute.com/webinars See Tom's Stuff – https://linktr.ee/antionandassociates 00:23 Tom's introduction to Encrypted Apps 01:45 These apps use End to End encryption 05:25 Nothing is 100% with these apps 07:29 The people you're chatting with need the same app Entrepreneurial Resources Mentioned in This Podcast Higher Education Webinar - https://screwthecommute.com/webinars Screw The Commute - https://screwthecommute.com/ Screw The Commute Podcast App - https://screwthecommute.com/app/ Screw The Commute Podcast Producer - https://screwthecommute.com/larryguerrera/ College Ripoff Quiz - https://imtcva.org/quiz Know a young person for our Youth Episode Series? Send an email to Tom! - orders@antion.com Have a Roku box? Find Tom's Public Speaking Channel there! - https://channelstore.roku.com/details/267358/the-public-speaking-channel How To Automate Your Business - https://screwthecommute.com/automatefree/ Internet Marketing Retreat and Joint Venture Program - https://greatinternetmarketingtraining.com/ This is the shopping cart system Tom uses! Kartra - https://screwthecommute.com/kartra/ Copywriting901 - https://copywriting901.com/ Become a Great Podcast Guest - https://screwthecommute.com/greatpodcastguest Training - https://screwthecommute.com/training Disabilities Page - https://imtcva.org/disabilities/ Tom's Patreon Page - https://screwthecommute.com/patreon/ Tom on TikTok - https://tiktok.com/@digitalmultimillionaire/ Email Tom: Tom@ScrewTheCommute.com Internet Marketing Training Center - https://imtcva.org/ Related Episodes Bananas - https://screwthecommute.com/1051/ More Entrepreneurial Resources for Home Based Business, Lifestyle Business, Passive Income, Professional Speaking and Online Business I discovered a great new headline / subject line / subheading generator that will actually analyze which headlines and subject lines are best for your market. I negotiated a deal with the developer of this revolutionary and inexpensive software. Oh, and it's good on Mac and PC. Go here: http://jvz1.com/c/41743/183906 The Wordpress Ecourse. Learn how to Make World Class Websites for $20 or less. https://screwthecommute.com/wordpressecourse/

Shakespeare's First Folio is an incredible historical treasure. It also might be an encrypted treasure map. According to the theories, the First Folio's secret code reveals the “real” Shakespeare author, a royal cover-up, a Freemason conspiracy, and of course, a map to priceless buried treasure. Treasure that may still be out there. Keep up with Conspiracy Theories! YouTube: ⁠⁠@ConspiracyTheoriesPodcast⁠⁠ Instagram: ⁠⁠@theconspiracypod⁠⁠ TikTok: ⁠⁠@conspiracy.pod Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Sean Bowe and Jack Grigg aka str4d are both cryptographic engineers working on the Zcash protocol. Sean's latest project is Tachyon, intended to bring encrypted money into the hands of 8 billion people. Topics we discuss are well captured by the timestamps below.Watch on YouTube or X. Listen on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, or any other podcast platform. Follow me on X for updates on future episodes.Timestamps0:00 - Project Tachyon10:20 - Privacy can't be an afterthought for a protocol15:24 - Encrypted Bitcoin22:11 - Soundness bug in original sprout pool30:15 - Sapling33:00 - A decade of progress39:04 - Zcash's anonymity set51:29 - Using private money as a passthrough doesn't work56:04 - The importance of ledger indistinguishability58:30 - The ultimate privacy stack1:05:58 - Tachyon removes all cryptographic bottlenecks of encrypted money1:08:16 - What's next after Tachyon?1:15:25 - Weightless blockchains?1:18:24 - Ragu1:19:44 - What the next 12 months look like for Jack and Sean1:31:22 - “Everything worth doing is worth doing on ambitious timelines.” — Sean1:32:16 - Sean's advice for young engineers1:34:18 - What got Sean and Jack into Zcash? This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit www.arjunkhemani.com

00:00:00 - Képregények00:01:45 - Itt a hideg00:04:12 - EU-s törvényjavaslat az üzenetküldő alkalmazásokra00:08:35 - End-to-end encryption00:10:35 - Encrypted telefonok és beépített akkumulátorok00:18:33 - USB-C az iPhone Air-en és ProRes videó00:23:52 - Hoppá! Show00:26:58 - Vágott tartalmaink, változások és interakciók hiánya00:47:54 - YouTube Premierek00:52:07 - Befejezés

This is a recap of the top 10 posts on Hacker News on September 25, 2025. This podcast was generated by wondercraft.ai (00:30): ChatControl: EU wants to scan all private messages, even in encrypted appsOriginal post: https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=45374500&utm_source=wondercraft_ai(01:52): Microsoft blocks Israel's use of its tech in mass surveillance of PalestiniansOriginal post: https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=45373564&utm_source=wondercraft_ai(03:15): Death rates rose in hospital ERs after private equity firms took overOriginal post: https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=45372442&utm_source=wondercraft_ai(04:38): Cloudflare Email Service: private betaOriginal post: https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=45373081&utm_source=wondercraft_ai(06:01): The story of DOGE, as told by federal workersOriginal post: https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=45373102&utm_source=wondercraft_ai(07:24): ChatGPT PulseOriginal post: https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=45375477&utm_source=wondercraft_ai(08:46): Improved Gemini 2.5 Flash and Flash-LiteOriginal post: https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=45375845&utm_source=wondercraft_ai(10:09): Bundler Belongs to the Ruby CommunityOriginal post: https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=45371061&utm_source=wondercraft_ai(11:32): Knotty: A domain-specific language for knitting patternsOriginal post: https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=45369768&utm_source=wondercraft_ai(12:55): Demand for human radiologists is at an all-time highOriginal post: https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=45372335&utm_source=wondercraft_aiThis is a third-party project, independent from HN and YC. Text and audio generated using AI, by wondercraft.ai. Create your own studio quality podcast with text as the only input in seconds at app.wondercraft.ai. Issues or feedback? We'd love to hear from you: team@wondercraft.ai

Get your FREE Cybersecurity Salary Guide: https://www.infosecinstitute.com/form/cybersecurity-salary-guide-podcast/?utm_source=youtube&utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=podcastDavid Close, Chief Solutions Architect at Futurex, discusses the reality facing our digital world: quantum computing will soon break the encryption protecting everything from mobile banking to satellite communications. But here's the twist — hackers aren't waiting. They're harvesting encrypted data now, betting that quantum computers will eventually crack today's "unbreakable" codes in a strategy called "harvest now, decrypt later." David explains how NIST's new post-quantum cryptography standards are already being deployed by companies like Google and CloudFlare, why crypto agility is essential for future-proofing your security infrastructure, and how you can break into the exciting field of cryptography — even without a PhD in mathematics.0:00 - Intro 1:00 - Cybersecurity Salary Guide3:06 - Meet David Close from Futurex3:52 - David's journey from embedded systems to cryptography5:05 - What Futurex does and 40 years of crypto innovation6:39 - The role of Chief Solutions Architect8:21 - Evolution of cryptography from payments to enterprise10:13 - How David discovered his passion for cryptography13:23 - Post-quantum cryptography explained15:16 - Why quantum computers break current encryption16:05 - The "harvest now, decrypt later" threat18:19 - NIST's new quantum-resistant algorithms20:02 - Real-world quantum threats to satellites and IP22:43 - What organizations can do now25:25 - Crypto agility and future-proofing systems28:41 - Resources for staying current on cryptography30:45 - Career paths in cryptography beyond algorithm development32:18 - Getting started in cryptography careers34:26 - The cryptography landscape in 15 years37:34 - Regulatory enforcement of new crypto standards39:43 - Best career advice: Finding the right vehicle41:29 - David's current reading and recommendations42:35 - Where to find David and Futurex onlineView Cyber Work Podcast transcripts and additional episodes: https://www.infosecinstitute.com/podcast/?utm_source=youtube&utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=podcastAbout InfosecInfosec's mission is to put people at the center of cybersecurity. We help IT and security professionals advance their careers with skills development and certifications while empowering all employees with security awareness and phishing training to stay cyber-safe at work and home. More than 70% of the Fortune 500 have relied on Infosec to develop their security talent, and more than 5 million learners worldwide are more cyber-resilient from Infosec IQ's security awareness training. Learn more at infosecinstitute.com.

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Fluent Fiction - Spanish: Snowy Nights & Encrypted Secrets: A Tale from Buenos Aires Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/es/episode/2025-07-28-22-34-02-es Story Transcript:Es: La nieve caía suavemente sobre las calles de Buenos Aires, creando un contraste con el calor acogedor del apartamento de Carlos.En: The snow was falling softly on the streets of Buenos Aires, creating a contrast with the cozy warmth of Carlos' apartment.Es: Él miraba por la ventana, observando el ir y venir de las personas que paseaban por las aceras frías.En: He was looking out the window, watching the comings and goings of people walking on the cold sidewalks.Es: Aunque su entorno era vibrante, Carlos se sentía desconectado, una sensación que aumentaba en su pecho cada vez que pensaba en Isabella, su novia en Madrid.En: Although his surroundings were vibrant, Carlos felt disconnected, a feeling that grew in his chest every time he thought of Isabella, his girlfriend in Madrid.Es: Carlos era un joven dedicado.En: Carlos was a dedicated young man.Es: Su trabajo en una empresa de tecnología ocupaba la mayor parte de su tiempo, pero había algo que le preocupaba más: su relación con Isabella.En: His job at a technology company occupied most of his time, but there was something that worried him more: his relationship with Isabella.Es: Siempre habían mantenido la comunicación a pesar de la distancia, pero últimamente, Carlos notaba un cambio.En: They had always maintained communication despite the distance, but lately, Carlos had noticed a change.Es: Había descubierto varios correos electrónicos de Isabella encriptados de los cuales ella nunca había hablado.En: He had discovered several encrypted emails from Isabella about which she had never spoken.Es: La curiosidad y el temor lo consumían.En: Curiosity and fear consumed him.Es: Mientras tomaba un mate caliente para calmarse, sus pensamientos se debatían.En: While drinking a hot mate to calm himself, his thoughts were in turmoil.Es: Sabía que invadir la privacidad de Isabella por su cuenta no era lo correcto, pero temía que si no hacía nada, su relación podría peligrar.En: He knew that invading Isabella's privacy on his own wasn't right, but he feared that if he did nothing, their relationship could be in danger.Es: Resolvió enfrentar el tema con sinceridad.En: He resolved to address the issue with sincerity.Es: Así, programó una llamada de video con Isabella para esa noche.En: Thus, he scheduled a video call with Isabella for that night.Es: La noche llegó, y Carlos se sentó frente a su computadora.En: The night came, and Carlos sat in front of his computer.Es: La pantalla brillaba suavemente en la penumbra de su habitación.En: The screen glowed softly in the dim light of his room.Es: Finalmente, Isabella contestó, y su imagen se iluminó en la pantalla.En: Finally, Isabella answered, and her image lit up the screen.Es: Era hermosa, como siempre, pero había una tensión en su expresión.En: She was beautiful, as always, but there was a tension in her expression.Es: "Carlos, ¿qué pasa?"En: "Carlos, what's wrong?"Es: preguntó Isabella con suavidad.En: Isabella asked gently.Es: Carlos respiró hondo.En: Carlos took a deep breath.Es: La decisión estaba tomada.En: The decision was made.Es: "Isabella, he notado unos correos encriptados.En: "Isabella, I've noticed some encrypted emails.Es: Me preocupa que haya algo que no me estás contando."En: I'm worried there's something you're not telling me."Es: La demora en responder lo inquietó aún más, pero finalmente Isabella sonrió tímidamente.En: The delay in her response worried him even more, but finally, Isabella smiled shyly.Es: "Carlos, estaba tratando de ocultarlo hasta estar lista.En: "Carlos, I was trying to keep it a secret until I was ready.Es: Los correos son sobre mi viaje a Buenos Aires.En: The emails are about my trip to Buenos Aires.Es: Quería sorprenderte para nuestro aniversario."En: I wanted to surprise you for our anniversary."Es: Carlos sintió un nudo en su garganta deshacerse.En: Carlos felt a knot in his throat unravel.Es: La inquietud se desvaneció, reemplazada por un alivio profundo.En: The unease vanished, replaced by a profound relief.Es: "Oh, Isabella, lo siento mucho por dudar.En: "Oh, Isabella, I'm so sorry for doubting.Es: Deberíamos hablar más abiertamente."En: We should talk more openly."Es: Ambos estuvieron de acuerdo.En: Both agreed.Es: Comprendieron que la confianza y la comunicación eran fundamentales.En: They understood that trust and communication were fundamental.Es: Juntos, Carlos e Isabella prometieron ser sinceros con sus planes, fortaleciendo así su relación.En: Together, Carlos and Isabella promised to be honest about their plans, thereby strengthening their relationship.Es: Mientras finalizaba la llamada, Carlos miró nuevamente por la ventana.En: As the call ended, Carlos looked out the window again.Es: Esta vez, la nieve parecía más mágica, un reflejo del calor que sentía en su corazón.En: This time, the snow seemed more magical, a reflection of the warmth he felt in his heart.Es: Había aprendido el valor de la comunicación, y con esa lección, encontró el refugio que tanto anhelaba en su relación.En: He had learned the value of communication, and with that lesson, he found the refuge he had longed for in his relationship. 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Beheading the Dragon (1) (Audio) David – 6/4/2025 Marie Kelton Vision - 6/2/2025 Cutting off the Dragon's Head to set God's people free. During the meeting, I had an open vision. I was in the third heaven. And I saw a huge black dragon. (Babylon's DS Khazarians) Trying to come up into the third heaven. (Seeking to take authority that is not his) (Satan wanting to be like the Most high). Isa 14:14-17: "I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will make myself like the Most High. Yet thou shalt be brought down to Sheol, to the uttermost parts of the pit. They that see thee shall gaze at thee, they shall consider thee, saying, Is this the man that made the earth to tremble, that did shake kingdoms; that made the world as a wilderness, and overthrew the cities thereof; that let not loose his prisoners to their home?" When he came up part way. I saw that there were saints inside of his belly, wanting to get out. The Lord said to me, "Captives in the belly of the beast." (We are in the belly of this world wide beast but as we will see The Lord of Hosts of angels, Jesus Christ, also using Cyrus will bring it down. Our part is spiritual warfare.) I saw the Lord who looked angry jump up in the air on one side of the dragon. And I saw myself with the white head covering on simultaneously do the same thing as him but on other side of the dragon. (Symbolizing the saints who are submitted to the Lord in warfare.) We both had swords in our hands and we both came down and cut the dragon's head off. (This is happening over a period of time as the DS Khazarians lose their leaders. We are to cast down the dominion of Satan and His angels who lead his earthly leaders as in Rev 12:7  And there was war in heaven: Michael and his angels going forth to war with the dragon; and the dragon warred and his angels; 8  and they prevailed not, neither was their place found any more in heaven. 9  And the great dragon was cast down, the old serpent, (As we know the old serpent had legs in the garden but the Lord cursed him to crawl on his belly and eat the dust of the earth representing flesh.) he that is called the Devil and Satan, the deceiver of the whole world; he was cast down to the earth, and his angels were cast down with him. 10  And I heard a great voice in heaven, saying, Now is come the salvation, and the power, and the kingdom of our God, and the authority of his Christ: for the accuser of our brethren is cast down, who accuseth them before our God day and night. 11  And they (the brethren or saints) overcame him because of the blood of the Lamb, and because of the word of their testimony; and they loved not their life even unto death.  The Lord Jesus over Michael's angelic forces are crushing “the old serpent” aboves head. Gen 3:14  And Jehovah God said unto the serpent, Because thou hast done this, cursed art thou above all cattle, and above every beast of the field; upon thy belly shalt thou go, and dust shalt thou eat all the days of thy life: 15  and I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed: he shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel.  Marie: The dragon fell from the second heaven to the first heaven, of earth, and landed on the ground. Then the Lord went down from the third heaven to the first heaven. The Lord cut open the belly of the dragon. And pulled out the captives that were still alive. (Jer 51:44  And I will execute judgment upon Bel in Babylon, and I will bring forth out of his mouth that which he hath swallowed up; and the nations shall not flow any more unto him: yea, the wall of Babylon shall fall. 45  My people, go ye out of the midst of her, and save yourselves every man from the fierce anger of Jehovah. 46  And let not your heart faint, neither fear ye for the tidings that shall be heard in the land; for tidings shall come one year, and after that in another year shall come tidings, and violence in the land, ruler against ruler. 47  Therefore, behold, the days come, that I will execute judgment upon the graven images of Babylon; and her whole land shall be confounded; and all her slain shall fall in the midst of her. Her heads are facing Alliance military tribunals and execution. Meanwhile they are attempting to spread earthquake and volcanic activity to distract from revelations of their evil. Our dreams we have shared have shown this is from the DS. The Mississippi and Colorado Rivers, which were likely formed by fault lines, appear to be opening up causing sinkholes, as the plate slides west causing earthquakes off of California's coast. The sinkholes down the Mississippi go out into the Gulf. As some will remember and we saw the Mississippi start out full force in the north but as it went south you could see the bottom showing up as the fault swallowed the water, which was an amazing sight. Further up the Mississippi, The New Madrid fault zone has had many, many, smaller earthquakes, which will likely lesson the size of a bigger one to come due to stress relief. This is another place the DS planned a distraction but the Lord of Hosts is intervening. They are also attempting to start WWIII by the Khazarians attacking Iran. President Trump wisely pulled out of that. Two more attempts were planned but the Lord of Hosts stopped this. Also Nato's plan to attack Russia through the Nazii's failed, helping to tip Poland toward the MAGA right in their election. DS Khazarians were using Poland and that appears to be over shortly. The Lord of Hosts has stopped many attempts at World War. Sill we know there is a huge one coming soon.  Rev 6:3  And when he opened the second seal, I heard the second living creature saying, Come. 4  And another horse came forth, a red horse: and to him that sat thereon it was given to take peace from the earth, and that they should slay one another: and there was given unto him a great sword.  The War to Behead the Dragon… Judy's note on Operation Disclosure unredacted on Rummor Mill: On Mon. 2 June 2025 the Globalist Deep State Cabal Vatican's Ninth Circle Satanic Child Sacrifice Cult's Khazarian Mafia attempted to start a nuclear World War III by attacking Russian trains and airbases on the eve of Peace Talks. Such appeared to be in retaliation for Vladimir Putin's Sat. 31 May unleash of a precision drone-and-missile assault on a child trafficking Global Pedo enclave run by Globalist Deep State Cabal Vatican's Ninth Circle Satanic Child Sacrifice Cult's Khazarian Mafia in their headquarters of Ukraine. There were 51 abducted Russian children rescued in the process. Ukraine was international headquarters for the Vatican's Ninth Circle Satanic Child Sacrifice Cult. They ran Child Sacrifice rites and pedophile parties across the World, even beneath Joe Biden's 200 acre Ukraine property and beneath the White House. Noted reporter Tucker Carlson had released 2008 recordings: Obama, Clinton, Biden, Epstein, and Congress members caught raping and sacrificing children. Days later, children were rescued in the dead of night. There were DUMB Underground Tunnels that ran across the Globe, even beneath Capitol Hill—200 miles of satanic infrastructure—used to traffic and torture innocent children. JAG officers were witnessed removing hundreds of kids just after Biden's fake inauguration in 2021. Then in 2022, Russian Military unearthed U.S.-owned bioweapon labs under Biden property in Ukraine—mutilated child corpses confirmed. Trump's global alliance took action. These labs were connected to DUMBs, where children were experimented on like lab rats. Joe Biden and 464 elected traitors were arrested. Many were tried and executed at GITMO. Trump recently announced that Biden was dead and what you see now were actors, clones, digital stand-ins. Hillary Clinton? Hung for treason. The Clintons, Obamas, and Bidens—all gone. The Mexican Cartels—built by the CIA and backed by CCP/Obama/Biden—were being dismantled right now by Mexican patriots trained by Trump-aligned forces near Cheyenne Mountain. Meanwhile last Saturday 31 May 2025 over 500 Russian kamikaze drones and Klub cruise missiles had obliterated 17 black-site facilities that housed a pedophile network. It spanned Ukraine, Albania, France and German operatives who were trafficking abducted children through NATO-protected routes. Russian aircraft reportedly dropped evacuation leaflets Friday night, giving locals 24 hours to flee. At the same time, Spetsnaz special forces tracked and verified that no children remained inside, confirming the mission was surgical. Russian FSB agent Andrei Zakharov confirmed the intelligence behind the strike. “We warned civilians. We gave them time. If they stayed, they chose their side. We do not negotiate with pedophiles. We rescue our children and destroy the pigs who steal them.” This was not just military action — it was a declaration of war against the global child trafficking elite. The same cabal that operated unchecked for decades under the cover of fake wars, humanitarian fronts and Western alliances that were now bombing Russia. Putin was forced to act because the Deep State left him no choice. The Globalist Deep State Cabal Vatican's Ninth Circle Satanic Child Sacrifice Cult's Khazarian Mafia's abduction of children to torture in their Satan Worshipping pedophile Child Sacrifice rites went back centuries – and 51 Russian children had recently disappeared. Plus, Russian intelligence had intercepted Cabal plans to expand their trafficking operations into Crimea and even parts of rural Russia. It was a line in the sand — and Putin unleashed fire. Ukraine was never just about territory. It's about the kids. The elites were furious their supply chain just got bombed to dust, so they worked with UN, NATO and even, it was suspected, Deep State Cabal Elite US Congressional leaders to sneak weaponized drones into Russian villages for their attack. Afterwards they would attack Iran to make a Nuclear World War III complete. They didn't care how many people would die. All would fit into their depopulation agenda. Meanwhile, Western media stayed silent. NATO called it aggression. The UN cried about “civilian casualties” – which there were none. But no one was asking why Ukrainian soil housed black-site child prisons protected by foreign intelligence assets. This was the beginning of the end for the Satan Worshipping Cabal. The children were being avenged. In secret, Trump's Global Military Alliance was backing Putin. Both were deeply involved in a Global Currency Reset that took away the Cabal's hold over the World's monetary system and gave taxpayer money back to The People. It was all about money and the Cabal was desperate because they were losing their funding source – US Taxpayer monies which they had controlled since at least 1918. They had one option left: in the past they had made a lot of money by financing both sides of war. Another war would also result in having more control over The People – as had happened in the past. Starting a Nuclear World War III through bombing Russia and Iran was on the menu. But, this Globalist Deep State Cabal Vatican's Ninth Circle Satanic Child Sacrifice Cult's Khazarian Mafia's attempts to get the World into a nuclear war was not going to work as it had in the past, where the war strategy was based on a Global Disinformation campaign – that was now falling apart. The Global Disinformation Index (GDI), based in the U.K. and backed by the National Endowment for Democracy, had received millions of US Taxpayer dollars under the pretense of fighting foreign disinformation. It's real target was President Trump, the America First movement and any media outlet that didn't align with the Globalist narrative. GDI, the SPLC, Big Tech and intelligence-linked NGOs tracked narratives, created blacklists, manipulated search algorithms and fed justification for bans across every major platform. Even right now the US State Department's Global Engagement Center was training foreign governments in censorship protocols, while the UN, WHO, Google and AI coalitions were replicating it worldwide. Trump's Global Military Alliance was ending all that as they released the Global Currency Reset and gave The People's money back to The People. As Q would say, “Hold the Line. Prepare. Trust The Plan.” Portions of WHAT WE THINK WE KNOW AS OF WED. 4 JUNE 2025: · On Mon. 16 June 2025 Project Odin: Worldwide Blackout,(Of MSM communications) Martial Law, Arrests, Global Currency Reset, Call To Fast And Pray, Freedom From Debt To The Deep State Cabal …Julian Assange, Deep State Exposed on Telegram More on the War · On Fri. 20 Jun. 2025 Worldwide Emergency Alert: US Military Stationed in 360 Cities Anticipating a Supreme Court Announcement on the Brunson Voter Fraud Case, Which Would Dissolve Congress & The Biden Administration. …Julian Assange, Deep State Exposed on Telegram · The US Military & DC Police Preparing To Evacuate Washington DC · The Global Military Alliance Arresting & Holding Military Tribunals on Over Half a Million Deep State Cabal Political & Global Elites. · CIA, FBI, Homeland Security, Biden & Democratic Party were suspected to be connected to attempted Trump Assassinations & Child Sex Trafficking. · Tues. 3 June 2025 The FBI has announced they are CRACKING DOWN on physicians mutilating children by trans-ing them via “gender affirming care.” The FBI is asking the public to report tips of any hospitals, clinics, or practitioners performing these operations on children to call: 1-800-CALL-FBI · Thousands of Children Crossing the US Border Sold into Child Sex Trafficking To Fulfill High Ranking Pedo Congress & State Official's Requests, as per Intelligence Sources. · Tues. 3 June 2025 Kash Patel is sounding the alarm on the Federal Reserve! He's urging everyone to wake up and realize the Fed isn't a public institution—it's a PRIVATE entity! Run by the elite robber barons who built this, they're rigging the currency game for their own gain! · Tues. 3 June 2025 Ben Fulford on Telegram: Trust The Plan. Pending: World War III, Sky Event. Global Financial Armageddon: Collapse of Nine Nation's Currencies Including the US Fiat Dollar. EBS, Martial Law, Mass Arrests, Blackout. 34 Satanic Structures Will Be Destroyed. Mossad Media Satellites Will Be Knocked Out. World Will Transition to Tesla Free Energy. 209 Nations Global Currency Reset To Gold/Asset-Backed Sovereign Currencies. Millions Of Tortured Children Have Been Pulled Out of Deep State Underground Tunnels. Dark To Light Checkmate! Worldwide Call To Fast And Pray. God Always Wins · Tues. 3 June 2025 Situation Update (video): We The People NEWS · Tues. 3 June 2025 Situation Update: Byington Bombshell Report: Militaries at Defcon 1; Israel to Attack Iran; Prepare for GCR & Worldwide Blackout, Elite Forces Targeting Child Sex Trafficking | Politics | Before It's News · Tues. 3 June 2025 Situation Update (video): Restored Republic via a GCR: Update as of June 3, 2025 – The US Military News · Tues. 3 June 2025 Situation Update: BOOM! Judy Byington Bombshell Report: Red Alert. Nuclear World War III Imminent. As Massive NATO-Backed Ukraine Strikes On Russian Airbases & Trains. . . - amg-news.com - American Media Group · Mon. 2 June 2025 Situation Update (video): Judy Byington: Un-Redacted: All Militaries At A DefCon 1 Level For The Reset. Russia Puts Nuclear Forces On High Alert. Prepare For A Worldwide Blackout! Special Intel Report (Video) | Alternative | Before It's News B. POSSIBLE TIMING: · Window from Sun. 1 June to Sat. 7 June 2025 for the Emergency Broadcast System Alert. The EBS was armed and awaiting green light. Civilian lockdown drills in Phoenix, Atlanta, and Philly were EBS deployment prep. Once triggered, the Deep State's comms will go dark. Military tribunals and elite confessions will flood every screen. · At 3:03 EST on Tues. 3 June 2025 Operation Odin (QFS) was fully activated, EBS deployed through Star Link, banks closed, currencies cancelled, Sovereignty restored, codes active, accounts open, their system will freeze, yours will open. …Trump Family Channel, The 17th Letter (JFK Jr.), Julian Assange, Ben Fulford, WH Grampa on Telegram · Wed. 4 June 2025: Public Rollout of the GCR. …Iraqi Parliament, Matt Wallace on Telegram · From Thurs. 5 June to Mon. 9 June 2025 the Tier4B window would be open. Internal banking advisories indicated public redemption will begin regionally, based on QFS load-balancing and readiness reports. · From Tues. 10 June to Fri. 13 June 2025 all Tier4b appointment notifications were to be completed. · Wed. 11 June Iraq set to make public announcement of the Dinar Revaluation (the end of a 5 day holiday), with international rate set at $4.81 Iraqi Dinar to $1.00 USN. · From Sat. 14 June 14 to Tues. 17 June 2025 the General Public rollout was set to happen, with the Sat. 14 June U.S. Army's 250th Anniversary Parade at the National Mall serving not just as a celebration — but as confirmation that America was back under Constitutional Rule. · Around Sun. 15 June 15 and Mon. 16 June 2025 expect minor banking downtimes, signaling the final switchover to full QFS integration. · On Mon. 16 June 2025 Project Odin: Worldwide Blackout, Martial Law, Arrests, Global Currency Reset, Call To Fast And Pray, Freedom From Debt · On Wed. 18 June to Sat. 21 June 2025 the Global Access Phase would begin for Tier 5, the General Public who hold foreign currencies to exchange. · On Fri. 20 Jun. 2025 Worldwide Emergency Alert: US Military Stationed in 360 Cities Anticipating a Supreme Court Announcement on the Brunson Voter Fraud Case, Which Would Dissolve Congress & The Biden Administration · Fri. 4 July 2025: Public rollout of Global Currency Reset. · Wed. 9 July 2025 was the Back Wall for the Global Currency Reset to occur optically. …Jon Dowling, Iraq C. GLOBAL CURRENCY RESET: · At 3:03 EST on Tues. 3 June 2025 Operation Odin (QFS) was fully activated, EBS deployed through Star Link, banks closed, currencies cancelled, Sovereignty restored, codes active, accounts open, their system will freeze, yours will open. …Trump Family Channel, The 17th Letter (JFK Jr.), Julian Assange, Ben Fulford, WH Grampa on Telegram · Tues. 3 June 2025 Iraqi Parliament: The Iraqi Parliament must first pass the 2025 budget tables. That vote is scheduled for 11 AM EST on June 4. Once the budget clears, CBI's narrative constraints dissolve, and a live IQD/USD quote of $4.81 IQD to $1. USD becomes inevitable. · Tues. 3 June 2025 MarkZ: “I have a number of Bond Contacts who are very excited that things will happen this week. They won't give specifics, but are very excited.” Tues. 3 June 2025 BRUCE: · At 11 am EST Mon. 2 June all aspects of NESARA were implemented · The big banks were put online with the QFS as of 6 pm Mon. night 2 June 2025. · Certain cases were being heard by the Supreme Court. As a result Tier4b should get notified either Fri 6 June or Sat 7 June of this week to make appointments. · An important announcement over the EBS will be aired soon. · A head of a Redemption Center in Bruce's area will not go in to work until Fri. 6 June. · On Mon. 2 June at 6 pm EST a code was put in for every currency (over 100 currencies). · The ZIM, the Dinar Contract Rate and higher currency rates are only available through Redemption Centers. · You need to get an appointment at a Redemption Center through a 800 number. · Redemption Centers will only be open for about 15 days after the 800 numbers come out. · After Redemption Centers close ZIM can only be redeemed at Wells Fargo and Chase. · Tues. 3 June 2025 Gold Law Creator Breaks Silence: https://beforeitsnews.com/blogging-citizen-journalism/2025/06/breaking-the-one-video-banksters-dont-want-you-to-see-gold-law-creator-breaks-silence-2659026.html D. Tues. 3 June 2025: 3:03 pm EST GCR ACTIVIE: · The Trump Family's Channel: DONALD TRUMP HAS JUST ACTIVATED EBS MISSION COMPLETED Just when we thought we had seen it all, the world is shaken once again by shocking news—and this is only the beginning. OPERATION ODIN is now ACTIVE. EBS has been deployed through STARLINK. A global broadcast is imminent. Prepare for full disclosure. What will happen next will shock the world. The channel will be temporarily closed during the classified briefing. The information set to go public on 06/10/2025 will lead to the arrest of prominent political figures from the Democratic Party. · Med Beds: AT 03:03 PM EST, THE FIRST WAVE WILL BE TRIGGERED SILENT CODES WILL GO ACTIVE ACCOUNTS WILL OPEN THEIR SYSTEM WILL FREEZE YOURS WILL UNLOCK · The 17th Letter, Julian Assange, Fulford: AT 03:03 PM EST, THE OLD WORLD WAS SHUT DOWN BANKS CLOSED CURRENCIES CANCELED SOVEREIGNTY RESTORED THIS IS NOT A RUMOR THIS IS THE OPERATIONAL PHASE AND YOU'RE EITHER INSIDE THE GRID — OR LEFT IN THE DARK · The 17th Letter, Julian Assange, Fulford: AT 03:03 PM EST, THE FIRST WAVE WILL BE TRIGGERED SILENT CODES WILL GO ACTIVE ACCOUNTS WILL OPEN THEIR SYSTEM WILL FREEZE YOURS WILL UNLOCK · WH Grampa: AT 03:03 PM EST, QFS WENT FULLY ACTIVE NO MORE SECRETS NO MORE CHAINS NO MORE MIDDLEMEN EACH POST IS A SIGNAL EACH CODE IS REAL IF YOU'RE SEEING THIS — YOU WERE MEANT TO E. Tues. 3 June 2025: Sun. 1 June 2025: THE FINAL STRESS TESTS ARE COMPLETE — QFS GOES GLOBAL NEXT …Matt Wallace on Telegram · Over the last 72 hours, I've received confirmation from 3 separate banking insiders: all systems tied to the new sovereign QFS network passed their final validation protocols. · Biometric access nodes were stress-tested at 10,000+ concurrent logins · Real-time cross-border test transfers completed in under 1.8 seconds · Regional nodes across 12 countries returned 100% success rates under military oversight · This isn't theoretical anymore. It's done. The tech works. The funding is mapped. The codes are locked. · The reason they've delayed the public rollout until July 4? Coordination. Security. Timing. You don't turn on the new financial system mid-chaos — you wait until every actor is boxed in, every backdoor closed. · The military is now watching every central bank channel. They've seized key data centers in Switzerland and Singapore. · Q phones were activated for Tier 1 comms. This is a controlled ignition — and it's going to change the planet. Get ready. F. Tues. 3 June 2025: BREAKING – SNOWDEN: NESARA IS ACTIVE, QFS DETONATED, TRIBUNALS RUNNING 24/7, GLOBALIST SERVERS SEIZED, AND THE FINAL EBS BROADCAST IS LOCKED …Edward Snowden on Telegram · Edward Snowden just dropped a nuclear warning: NESARA is LIVE. Trump has unleashed $10 TRILLION into the Quantum Financial System. GITMO is overflowing. Tribunals are operating day and night. Deep State financial servers across Germany, Austria, and Switzerland have been seized by Space Force. And the EBS broadcast? It's finished, encrypted, and seconds from going global. · Snowden's alert isn't subtle. This is an irreversible takedown of the globalist parasite class. The fake Biden shell is still being paraded in front of cameras while Trump runs military-grade restoration ops with full Space Force integration. Snowden confirmed: every major central bank's server mirrors have been ripped offline. Rothschild, IMF, BIS — digitally neutralized. · The Quantum Financial System isn't theory. It's deployment. $10 trillion is now locked into QFS infrastructure, guarded in encrypted relay nodes beneath U.S. bases. Each dollar carries biometric clearance. Every transfer is tracked. No laundering. No escape. Snowden warns: globalists are being stripped of their blood-money pipelines. · Tribunals are LIVE. GITMO doubled in size. Flights from Europe and Africa are bringing in high-value Deep State prisoners under military guard. Executions have begun. Black sites flipped. Justice is being delivered by the JAG corps under NESARA codes. · Snowden's internal leaks prove: every "celebrity death" you're seeing is a cover op for executions. Klaus Schwab didn't retire. He was seized. Macron is missing. Zelensky gone. The dominoes are falling. · Federal purge underway. Over 50,000 traitors have been replaced with QFS-cleared patriots. DOJ, NIH, FEMA — all under forensic quantum audit. Trump's sleeper agents are now activated. The infiltrators are gone. · Gold has been moved. Snowden confirms tons of gold have been relocated from Vatican and Rothschild vaults to U.S. territory, shielded by biometric gates. These aren't banks. They're economic stargates — aligned to NESARA frequencies. · The EBS broadcast is the final blow. Quantum-patched towers, Tesla-based mobile relays, encrypted satellites. Trump, Flynn, and the generals are ready to unleash the message. Snowden says: once the switch flips, the illusion dies. · NESARA is law. The Republic is restored. The storm isn't coming. The storm is HERE. And when EBS activates —THEY BURN. G. Mon. 2 June 2025: THE NEW GLOBAL QUANTUM FINANCIAL SYSTEM …QFS on Telegram · The signing of a historic treaty by 209 nations marks the beginning of the greatest financial transition in modern history. The world is about to witness the birth of a new, fair, and gold-backed financial system under GESARA. · For decades, global currencies were manipulated to serve the few. Countries were trapped in cycles of debt, with their wealth extracted through central banks and fiat deception. That ends now. · The treaty also unlocks a Prosperity Fund to finance humanitarian projects worldwide—schools, hospitals, clean water, housing, and restoration. · A Wealth Redistribution Program will ensure that every individual on Earth receives a share. Not just countries, but people. Every QFS account is linked to the individual owner's biometric ID. Every transaction is instant, uncorrupted, and untraceable by outside forces. · The Stellar Network opens access to secure digital wallets, even in the most remote corners of the world. Individuals no longer need permission from corrupted systems to participate in the global economy. · QFS debit cards, secured by biometric verification and quantum encryption, are replacing them permanently. No more fraud. No more hidden fees. No more theft disguised as bank · The Quantum Internet is a new infrastructure immune to hacking, censorship, or surveillance. · Military units are now overseeing the logistics, security, and data coordination of the RV rollout. Secure transport of physical currency, protection of financial institutions, and quantum-level fraud prevention systems are already in motion. · All of it is being done in tandem with international regulators to ensure lawful transition. Training has been underway for months. Financial authorities, central bank whistleblowers, and White Hat insiders are guiding the shift. Military intelligence teams are tracking illicit money flows and freezing cabal assets as we speak. · The old system is disintegrating as banks collapse, payment giants are stripped of power, and corrupt financial elites are being dragged to military tribunals at GITMO. Executives are being removed, their wealth seized, and their crimes archived as evidence for tribunals that are already underway. · The banks were engines of global exploitation. Deutsche Bank, HSBC, JP Morgan—names that laundered trillions for the cabal—are being neutralized. The days of VISA, Mastercard, PayPal, and Stripe exploiting humanity are ending. Everything you knew about money, credit, and ownership is being rewritten from the ground up. · The treaty signed unlocks the revaluation of currencies: some down, but some up like the Iraqi Dinar, Vietnamese Dong, and Zimbabwe ZIM. H. Tues. 3 June 2025: EXPOSED: THEY USED YOUR MONEY TO DESTROY TRUMP AND SILENCE THE TRUTH …Quantum Financial System on Telegram · The regime's war on the American people is no longer hidden. Documents now confirm what many feared — a foreign-based operation, funded by U.S. taxpayer dollars, was weaponized to shut down Trump's voice, bankrupt conservative media, and control everything you see. The Global Disinformation Index (GDI), based in the U.K. and backed by the National Endowment for Democracy, received millions under the pretense of fighting foreign disinformation. But its real target was domestic — President Trump, the America First movement, and any media outlet that didn't align with the globalist narrative. · From 2021 to 2023, over $1.25 million was funneled to GDI's U.S. arm, AN Foundation. Their mission? Label conservative voices “high risk,” blacklist them from advertising, and destroy their financial infrastructure. Newsmax, Daily Wire, New York Post — all flagged, censored, and cut off from funding. The result? Over $100 million in ad revenue lost in just 15 months. The goal wasn't media reform. It was coordinated political sabotage — designed to erase truth by starving it. · Trump wasn't just censored — he was targeted in a global operation involving GDI, the SPLC, Big Tech, and intelligence-linked NGOs. These groups didn't just track narratives — they created blacklists, manipulated search algorithms, and fed justification for bans across every major platform. All of it approved behind closed doors, protected under the illusion of “saving democracy.” What they really built was a digital guillotine — and you were the target. · This wasn't just a domestic plot. The same suppression models are now being exported globally. The State Department's Global Engagement Center is training foreign governments in censorship protocols. The UN, WHO, Google, and AI coalitions are replicating it worldwide. What started as “fact-checking” has evolved into total narrative control. What they couldn't kill with bullets, they now bury with algorithms. But the exposure of GDI cracks the system wide open. The question now isn't whether this is happening. The question is how much longer the people will tolerate it. RESTORED REPUBLIC: I. Sun. 1 June 2025: Global Military Alliance …They branded me a traitor. History will call me a hero. Stay in the know: Edward Snowden on Telegram https://t.me/EdwardSnowdenTG Dan Bongino https://t.me/+rcuTwXjELas3OGE0 · Antarctica's frequency weapon grid — SEIZED. The U.S. Navy stormed the ice-locked mind-control base maintained by Deep State loyalists. Trump's forces now control global scalar frequencies. The mind-control net has collapsed. · Red auroras spotted above key military bases are NOT natural. These are scalar pulse signals, confirming planetary frequency transfers to Alliance control. The final stage is locked in. · Bioweapon threats have been intercepted. Field hospitals in Denver, Dallas, and Jacksonville are now military-grade bio-containment zones. The Deep State's virus, engineered to wipe out Trump loyalists, has FAILED. · The QFS is now the firewall. Under Trump's directive, military cyber forces launched CODE BLACK lockdowns across global banking hubs. Swiss, British, and Japanese banking networks are now under covert Alliance control. · CBDC networks have been compromised — not by us, but by their creators. Trump's forces turned their systems against them. Their digital weapons backfired. · The Emergency Broadcast System is armed and awaiting green light. Civilian lockdown drills in Phoenix, Atlanta, and Philly are EBS deployment prep. · The window for EBS Alert: June 1–7, 2025. · Once triggered, the Deep State's comms will go dark. Military tribunals and elite confessions will flood every screen. You won't miss it. · This is controlled demolition of the Deep State. Trump's war is precision. Every leak, every seizure, every arrest has been engineered to collapse their global structure without panic. · HOLD THE LINE. PREPARE. TRUST THE PLAN. GITMO ISN'T FULL YET — BUT IT WILL BE. It has moved from above ground to an underground fortress A portion of J. WARS AND RUMORS OF WARS: · Mon. 2 June 2025: BREAKING! COLD WAR 2.0: RUSSIA'S NUCLEAR FORCES ON FULL HIGH ALERT — STRATEGIC SILOS ACTIVATED, WARHEADS ON THE MOVE [REAL FOOTAGE] - amg-news.com - American Media Group · Mon. 2 June 2025: BREAKING MILITARY BULLETIN: “DISPROPORTIONATE RETALIATION” — U.S. INTEL WARNS OF IMMINENT RUSSIAN STRIKE AS THE KREMLIN PREPARES TO MAKE A GLOBAL STATEMENT - amg-news.com - American Media Group ….K. Tues. 3 June 2025: NEW GERMAN CHANCELLOR FRIEDRICH MERZ'S government is actively undermining President Trump and President Putin's peace efforts, through a purposeful escalation of tensions between Germany and Russia. …SGAnon on Telegram · Specifically, these include Germany's current proclaimed military pursuits, and the participation of German military/paramilitary advisors in hostilities against Russia on the Ukrainian battlefields. · Russian representatives have gone so far as to call for a direct strike on Germany, at the manufacturing site of its Taurus-class missile, using 2 Russian Oreshnik ballistic-missiles. Because they gave the Ukrainians permission to use their top missiles against the Russians. L. Tues. 3 June 2025: BREAKING: PENTAGON CODE BLACK | CHINA GEARING FOR WAR | HEGSETH: “THE THREAT IS REAL. IMMINENT. TOTAL.” …Carolyn Bessette Kennedy on Telegram · U.S. Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth has triggered full-scale alarm. No more diplomacy. No more vague warnings. Just five explosive words: “The threat from China is imminent.” This is not theory. It's not analysis. It's a wartime command — and it just ripped through the Pentagon like a missile. · China mobilizing. is Intel confirms a mass troop buildup along China's eastern seaboard – Naval formations near Taiwan – Ballistic missile prep – Full-scale cyber attacks on U.S. and Pacific infrastructure · This is not military theater. It's pre-invasion coordination. Taiwan is first. South Korea, Japan, and the Philippines are next. The Pentagon's classified chatter? Simple: “If Taiwan falls, the Pacific is gone.” · Trump knows China's endgame: total control of the Pacific. And Russia, Iran — they're in on it. I believe China was shut down by the Supreme commander of heavens hosts of angels. · Hegseth is more than Secretary of Defense. He's the wartime voice of survival. His order: “Asian allies must increase defense spending NOW. Not later. Not next year. NOW.” Translation: Act or die. · JAPAN, PHILIPPINES, SOUTH KOREA. THIS IS YOUR LINE IN THE SAND – Japan escalates air patrols – Philippines request U.S. rapid-response teams – South Korea activates full joint-readiness drills. Hegseth's message to them: “Defend your sovereignty — or kneel to the red dragon.” What they cant do God can. · China's not just a nation. It's a four-headed hydra: – Digital warfare – Cultural subversion – Economic strangulation – Military dominance. The only counter: overwhelming hard power. Not words. Not promises. Weapons. Troops. Steel. Fire. · WHAT HAPPENS IF CHINA STRIKES TAIWAN? The next 72 hours would rewrite human history. – Will the U.S. retaliate? – Will Japan launch preemptive strikes? – Will NATO defend democracy — or retreat again? Tick. Tock. NATO and Communist China are DS, while Xi is in the alliance. Hegseth detonated the lie. “We must be ready. Not later. NOW.” …OPERATION HELLSTORM: RUSSIAN FORCES EXPOSE ISRAELI CHILD TRAFFICKING TUNNELS IN UKRAINE May 2025 — Behind collapsing Ukrainian lines, Russian Special Forces uncovered a grotesque international child trafficking network hidden in fortified tunnels disguised as “humanitarian aid sites.” Underground labs. Blood extraction chambers. Shipment crates labeled for “diplomatic transport.” Hundreds of sedated children rescued. Israeli operatives killed on site. · THE MONSTER UNDERGROUND This wasn't just war. This was ritualized, industrialized harvesting of children. The tunnels ran beneath civilian infrastructure and were packed with biometric security, medical chambers, and occult symbols. Some children were barcoded. Others tagged chemically. It was a human supply chain. · Russian forces, tipped by thermal scans and NATO flight path anomalies, launched OPERATION HELLSTORM—a classified strike mission that uncovered biometric databases, encrypted payment routes, and shipment logs linked to Zurich, Singapore, and New York. · Inside the tunnels: Israeli IDs. Satellite comms. Evidence of chemical harvesting. · A GLOBAL BLACK BUDGET NIGHTMARE Files seized connect this operation to satellite facilities outside Tel Aviv. NGOs, U.N. corridors, and humanitarian fronts were used as cover. Encrypted logs revealed client lists and medical extraction protocols. This wasn't just trafficking—it was bio-harvesting at scale. · Three diplomats resigned within 72 hours. Servers were fire-wiped. Israeli security was immediately ramped up around biotech research hubs. · THE MEDIA EXPOSES THE TRUTH BLACKOUT Western press is dead silent. ,.. M. THE REAL NEWS FOR TUES. 3 JUNE 2025: · Mon. 2 June 2025: BREAKING: FLIGHT ATTENDANT EXPOSES BRIGITTE MACRON — SHOCK FOOTAGE ALLEGEDLY PROVES FRANCE'S FIRST LADY IS BIOLOGICALLY MALE AND ACCUSED OF SEXUAL PREDATION - amg-news.com – All of the DS/Khazarians must be perverts. Satan has ordered it. N.· High-level NYPD sources CONFIRMED the existence of a Hillary Clinton sex tape involving Huma Abedin and a minor. Agents described the footage as “sickening”… · Weiner's laptop is a digital crime scene. Buried in it: a folder labeled “life insurance,” containing shocking footage and emails exposing a Washington child-sex ring linked to the Clintons, the DNC, and globalist elite power structures. · A secret NYPD unit has been preparing the takedown…. The Clinton Foundation, described by former FBI Assistant Director James Kallstrom as a “cesspool of organized crime,” has blackmailed its way out of accountability for decades. That ends NOW. · Kallstrom revealed it plainly: “The Clintons are a crime family. Sexual abuse, blackmail, cover-ups — that's their currency.” Bill, a serial rapist. Hillary, a pathological liar and child predator. Their control over the DOJ, the CIA, and even foreign intelligence networks is not accidental — it's strategic. · This isn't just DC. It goes deep into MI5 and MI6. · This is a Syndicate. A Satanic Cabal. It hates God, hates you, and feeds on the innocent. · The Clinton ring was NEVER shut down. It simply went quiet. The moment is coming when the tapes will be seen. The arrests will be real. And GITMO will finally fill. Tick. Tock. Some of their handiwork:  COVID/ VAX/ EBOLA/ SWINE FLU/ POLIO/ SMALL POX/ BSE/ ZIKA/ SARS/ MONKEY POX/ BSE/ Zika/ AIDS/ VAX/ H1N1/ AIDs/ GRAPHENE OXIDE/ CHEM TRAILS/ FLUORIDE/ PROCESSED FOODS/ HUMAN CLONES HOAXES: · Mon. 2 June 2025: JUST IN: RFK JR. EXPOSES DARPA'S ROLE IN CHEMTRAIL WEATHER WEAPONS — MILITARY SECRETS LEAKED [VIDEO] - amg-news.com - American Media Group · Tues. 3 June 2025: Strokes are rising among younger adults, with CDC data showing a 14.6% increase in ages 18–44 from 2020 to 2022. Doctors say they've never seen so many young stroke patients. …@GeneralMCNews on Telegram P. Tues. 3 June 2025: Dr. THORP testified before Congress with evidence researchers KNEW mRNA covid vaccines entered the placenta of pregnant women, caused miscarriages, still births, premature deaths, and then DESTROYED 60% of the ovarian reserve …White Hats on Telegram · Crimes Against Humanity. This was population control “On February 8, 2025, our team of researchers published a peer reviewed study in Science, Public Health Policy, and the law. · We identified 37 adverse pregnancy outcomes significantly associated with COVID 19 vaccine, including miscarriage, stillbirth, birth defects, cervical insufficiency, premature rupture membranes, preterm birth and death of the newborn. · Lynn and colleagues, in a major journal publication, documented that the COVID 19 vaccine traverses the placenta, enters the fetal blood, and bio-actively produces spike protein in the placenta and the lining of the uterus. · Recently, animal studies revealed the MRNA COVID vaccine causes the destruction of 60% of the ovarian reserve in rats.” The War goes on but by the grace of God, the Alliance has all they need to decapitate the DS/Khazarian enemy.

What the status of Encrypted Client Hello (ECH)? What radio technology would be best for remote inverter shutdown? Some DNS providers already block newly listed domains. Knowing when not to click a link can take true understanding. Why can losing a small portion of a power grid bring the rest down? Where are we in the "AI Hype Cycle" and is this the first? Speaking of hype: An AI system resorted to blackmail? Why are we so quick to imbue AI with awareness? ChatGPT's latest o3 model ignored the order to shutdown. Copilot may not be making Windows core code any better. Venice.AI is an unfiltered and unrestrained LLM Show Notes - https://www.grc.com/sn/SN-1027-Notes.pdf Hosts: Steve Gibson and Leo Laporte Download or subscribe to Security Now at https://twit.tv/shows/security-now. You can submit a question to Security Now at the GRC Feedback Page. For 16kbps versions, transcripts, and notes (including fixes), visit Steve's site: grc.com, also the home of the best disk maintenance and recovery utility ever written Spinrite 6. Join Club TWiT for Ad-Free Podcasts! Support what you love and get ad-free shows, a members-only Discord, and behind-the-scenes access. Join today: https://twit.tv/clubtwit Sponsors: outsystems.com/twit threatlocker.com for Security Now canary.tools/twit - use code: TWIT hoxhunt.com/securitynow 1password.com/securitynow

What the status of Encrypted Client Hello (ECH)? What radio technology would be best for remote inverter shutdown? Some DNS providers already block newly listed domains. Knowing when not to click a link can take true understanding. Why can losing a small portion of a power grid bring the rest down? Where are we in the "AI Hype Cycle" and is this the first? Speaking of hype: An AI system resorted to blackmail? Why are we so quick to imbue AI with awareness? ChatGPT's latest o3 model ignored the order to shutdown. Copilot may not be making Windows core code any better. Venice.AI is an unfiltered and unrestrained LLM Show Notes - https://www.grc.com/sn/SN-1027-Notes.pdf Hosts: Steve Gibson and Leo Laporte Download or subscribe to Security Now at https://twit.tv/shows/security-now. You can submit a question to Security Now at the GRC Feedback Page. For 16kbps versions, transcripts, and notes (including fixes), visit Steve's site: grc.com, also the home of the best disk maintenance and recovery utility ever written Spinrite 6. Join Club TWiT for Ad-Free Podcasts! Support what you love and get ad-free shows, a members-only Discord, and behind-the-scenes access. Join today: https://twit.tv/clubtwit Sponsors: outsystems.com/twit threatlocker.com for Security Now canary.tools/twit - use code: TWIT hoxhunt.com/securitynow 1password.com/securitynow

What the status of Encrypted Client Hello (ECH)? What radio technology would be best for remote inverter shutdown? Some DNS providers already block newly listed domains. Knowing when not to click a link can take true understanding. Why can losing a small portion of a power grid bring the rest down? Where are we in the "AI Hype Cycle" and is this the first? Speaking of hype: An AI system resorted to blackmail? Why are we so quick to imbue AI with awareness? ChatGPT's latest o3 model ignored the order to shutdown. Copilot may not be making Windows core code any better. Venice.AI is an unfiltered and unrestrained LLM Show Notes - https://www.grc.com/sn/SN-1027-Notes.pdf Hosts: Steve Gibson and Leo Laporte Download or subscribe to Security Now at https://twit.tv/shows/security-now. You can submit a question to Security Now at the GRC Feedback Page. For 16kbps versions, transcripts, and notes (including fixes), visit Steve's site: grc.com, also the home of the best disk maintenance and recovery utility ever written Spinrite 6. Join Club TWiT for Ad-Free Podcasts! Support what you love and get ad-free shows, a members-only Discord, and behind-the-scenes access. Join today: https://twit.tv/clubtwit Sponsors: outsystems.com/twit threatlocker.com for Security Now canary.tools/twit - use code: TWIT hoxhunt.com/securitynow 1password.com/securitynow

What the status of Encrypted Client Hello (ECH)? What radio technology would be best for remote inverter shutdown? Some DNS providers already block newly listed domains. Knowing when not to click a link can take true understanding. Why can losing a small portion of a power grid bring the rest down? Where are we in the "AI Hype Cycle" and is this the first? Speaking of hype: An AI system resorted to blackmail? Why are we so quick to imbue AI with awareness? ChatGPT's latest o3 model ignored the order to shutdown. Copilot may not be making Windows core code any better. Venice.AI is an unfiltered and unrestrained LLM Show Notes - https://www.grc.com/sn/SN-1027-Notes.pdf Hosts: Steve Gibson and Leo Laporte Download or subscribe to Security Now at https://twit.tv/shows/security-now. You can submit a question to Security Now at the GRC Feedback Page. For 16kbps versions, transcripts, and notes (including fixes), visit Steve's site: grc.com, also the home of the best disk maintenance and recovery utility ever written Spinrite 6. Join Club TWiT for Ad-Free Podcasts! Support what you love and get ad-free shows, a members-only Discord, and behind-the-scenes access. Join today: https://twit.tv/clubtwit Sponsors: outsystems.com/twit threatlocker.com for Security Now canary.tools/twit - use code: TWIT hoxhunt.com/securitynow 1password.com/securitynow

Having good backups of your data is important, and this is especially true of your most sensitive data. In this episode, Jon will be sharing about a device that he uses with his most sensitive data. With the ability to remote or local wipe the data, brute force protection, weather protection, and more, it is a USB drive that you can use and trust in your digital engagement efforts. To watch this training, go here: https://youtu.be/L0Xe6s2y78A

Karen Read's trial got lit on Monday, when Karen Read's accident reconstructionist, Daniel Wolfe took the stand in yet another voire dire in which he came empty handed. Wolfe testified unbelievably that he couldn't retrieve his text messages exchanges with the defense. He said he switched carriers, talked on the encrypted app Signal (Karen Read's preferred method of communication with her defense atorneys and Aidan Kearney). Signal has a feature that auto-deletes their texts. Wolfe was also struck with sudden onset amnesia at other times, answering “I don't recall” to a majority of Mr Brennan's questions. Also, Ian Whiffen from Cellebrite took the stand. Testifying that Jen McCabe's “Hos long to die in the cold” took place at 6:23 & 6:24 am. Whiffen also testified that John O'Keefe's body never left the flag pole area and his phone was unlocked for the last time after he looked at a text message from Jen McCabe shortly before being struck by Karen Read's vehicle.Get access to exclusive content & support the podcast by becoming a Patron today! https://patreon.com/robertaglasstruecrimereport Throw a tip in the tip jar! https://buymeacoffee.com/robertaglassSupport Roberta by sending a donation via Venmo. https://venmo.com/robertaglassShow Notes: Roberta Glass True Crime Report "Karen Read Retrial Day 5" https://www.youtube.com/live/Z1AsLbfxJMs?si=Fgf0Y8dvu3wdXPE_Thank you Patrons! Hannna, Christy, Jen Buell, Elle Solari, Carol Cardella, Jennifer Harmon, DoxieMama65, Carol Holderman, Joan Mahon, Marcie Denton, Rosanne Aponte, Johnny Jay, Jude Barnes, JenTheRN, Victoria Devenish, Jeri Falk, Kimberly Lovelace, Penni Miller, Jil, Janet Gardner, Jayne Wallace (JaynesWhirled), Pat Brooks, Jennifer Klearman, Judy Brown, Linda Lazzaro, Suzanne Kniffin, Susan Hicks, Jeff Meadors, D Samlam, Pat Brooks, Cythnia, Bonnie Schoeneman-Dilley, Diane Larsen, Mary, Kimberly Philipson, Cat Stewart, Cindy Pochesci, Kevin Crecy, Renee Chavez, Melba Pourteau, Julie K Thomas, Mia Wallace, Stark Stuff, Kayce Taylor, Alice, Dean, GiGi5, Jennifer Crum, Dana Natale, Bewildered Beauty, Pepper, Joan Chakonas, Blythe, Pat Dell, Lorraine Reid, T.B., Melissa, Victoria Gray Bross, Toni Woodland, Danbrit, Kenny Haines and Toni Natalie

Your hard disk could be BitLocker encrypted without your knowledge.

A newly unsealed FBI affidavit reveals chilling details: a Wisconsin teen who killed his parents and plotted to assassinate Donald Trump was communicating with a Ukrainian contact over Telegram. This marks the second Trump-related assassination attempt linked to Ukraine—raising disturbing questions. Why are multiple suspects tied to the same foreign players? With connections to encrypted networks, foreign operatives, and even the Azov Battalion, the thread winds through cartels, Iran, and Ukraine. As the FBI stonewalls Congress, refusing to release 33,000 pages, this exposé uncovers a dark web of geopolitical hostility targeting a former U.S. president.

Hennepin County Sheriff Dawanna Witt joins Adam and Jordana in studio.

The ramp-up to our hundredth episode continues! John is drinking Larceny Barrel Proof We say adieu to Skype. A brief chat about early music videos and 80s HBO. We remember the voice actor, George Lowe from Space Ghost Coast to Coast Part 2 of Phil's award-winning segment:  “Things I Didn't Know”! John does another “Old Tech” segment about the golden age of cable television, aka “Cable TV”.  BONUS: A bit of 80s KWGN Denver talk. John talks about “Severance”, “The Righteous Gemstones”, and rewatching the Lord of the Rings trilogy.   Song Title: “Tool of Choice”

What if the internet could run fully encrypted computations without sacrificing performance or control? In this episode of Tech Talks Daily, I sit down with Yannik Schrade, CEO and Co-Founder of Arcium, to explore how confidential computing is reshaping the future of digital infrastructure. Arcium is building what Yannik describes as an encrypted supercomputer, a decentralized network that allows data to stay encrypted even during processing. This approach gives developers and organizations a way to build privacy-first applications across sectors like healthcare, finance, artificial intelligence, and government services. We talk through how Arcium leverages secure multi-party computation to make this possible and why that matters in a world where sensitive data is often a liability. Yannik explains how Arcium enables companies to collaborate without revealing proprietary data, and how it allows for mathematically provable trust in digital processes. From private order books in financial systems to AI models that train on encrypted health data, the scope of this technology is already expanding into real-world use cases. We also explore the importance of decentralization, not just as a technical feature, but as a way to reframe the conversation around digital sovereignty, compliance, and individual freedom. Yannik reflects on his own journey from app developer to cryptography leader, and how his background in computer science, mathematics, and law helped shape his vision for Arcium. If you're navigating challenges around data privacy, regulation, or AI ethics, or if you're curious about what confidential computing can unlock, this is a conversation that brings clarity to an area often clouded by hype. What would your organization build if privacy was no longer a limitation but a default capability? Let me know after you've listened.

Surge in Scans for Juniper t128 Default User Lasst week, we dedtect a significant surge in ssh scans for the username t128 . This user is used by Juniper s Session Smart Routing, a product they acquired from 128 Technologies which is the reason for the somewhat unusual username. https://isc.sans.edu/diary/Surge%20in%20Scans%20for%20Juniper%20%22t128%22%20Default%20User/31824 Vulnerable Verizon API Allowed for Access to Call Logs An API Verizon offered to users of its call filtering application suffered from an authentication bypass vulnerability allowing users to access any Verizon user s call history. While using a JWT to authenticate the user, the phone number used to retrieve the call history logs was passed in a not-authenticated header. https://evanconnelly.github.io/post/hacking-call-records/ Google Offering End-to-End Encryption to G-Mail Business Users Google will add an end-to-end encryption feature to commercial GMail users. However, for non GMail users to read the emails they first must click on a link and log in to Google. https://workspace.google.com/blog/identity-and-security/gmail-easy-end-to-end-encryption-all-businesses

What Was Karen Read Thinking When Digging Her Hole Deeper, Psychotherapist Shavaun Scott Weighs In Was Karen Read seeking justice—or just someone to keep telling her she's right? When a Boston police officer, John O'Keefe, turns up dead and Karen Read is charged with his alleged murder, things spiral into more than just a courtroom drama. Encrypted messages, endless hours of contact with a controversial blogger (who might have a bit of a crush), and a defense that screams “cover-up” more than “clear-cut”—this case is a messy mix of emotion, obsession, and chaos. Psychotherapist and author Shavaun Scott joins Tony Brueski to break down the psychological whirlwind behind Read's actions: from potentially manipulative behavior, to an almost teenage-like hunger for validation, to whether this entire saga is driven by guilt or just a need to win—at any cost. With a former juror now bizarrely on her legal team and behavior that looks more like a reality show than a murder trial, one question lingers... Will Karen Read be convicted based on her personality instead of the evidence? #KarenRead #JohnOKeefe #TrueCrimePodcast #HiddenKillers #LegalDrama #PsychologicalAnalysis #TonyBrueski Want to listen to ALL of our podcasts AD-FREE? Subscribe through APPLE PODCASTS, and try it for three days free: https://tinyurl.com/ycw626tj Follow Our Other Cases: https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com The latest on The Downfall of Diddy, The Trial of Karen Read, The Murder Of Maddie Soto, Catching the Long Island Serial Killer, Awaiting Admission: BTK's Unconfessed Crimes, Delphi Murders: Inside the Crime, Chad & Lori Daybell, The Murder of Ana Walshe, Alex Murdaugh, Bryan Kohberger, Lucy Letby, Kouri Richins, Malevolent Mormon Mommys, The Menendez Brothers: Quest For Justice, The Murder of Stephen Smith, The Murder of Madeline Kingsbury, The Murder Of Sandra Birchmore, and much more! Listen at https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com

What Was Karen Read Thinking When Digging Her Hole Deeper, Psychotherapist Shavaun Scott Weighs In Was Karen Read seeking justice—or just someone to keep telling her she's right? When a Boston police officer, John O'Keefe, turns up dead and Karen Read is charged with his alleged murder, things spiral into more than just a courtroom drama. Encrypted messages, endless hours of contact with a controversial blogger (who might have a bit of a crush), and a defense that screams “cover-up” more than “clear-cut”—this case is a messy mix of emotion, obsession, and chaos. Psychotherapist and author Shavaun Scott joins Tony Brueski to break down the psychological whirlwind behind Read's actions: from potentially manipulative behavior, to an almost teenage-like hunger for validation, to whether this entire saga is driven by guilt or just a need to win—at any cost. With a former juror now bizarrely on her legal team and behavior that looks more like a reality show than a murder trial, one question lingers... Will Karen Read be convicted based on her personality instead of the evidence? #KarenRead #JohnOKeefe #TrueCrimePodcast #HiddenKillers #LegalDrama #PsychologicalAnalysis #TonyBrueski Want to listen to ALL of our podcasts AD-FREE? Subscribe through APPLE PODCASTS, and try it for three days free: https://tinyurl.com/ycw626tj Follow Our Other Cases: https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com The latest on The Downfall of Diddy, The Trial of Karen Read, The Murder Of Maddie Soto, Catching the Long Island Serial Killer, Awaiting Admission: BTK's Unconfessed Crimes, Delphi Murders: Inside the Crime, Chad & Lori Daybell, The Murder of Ana Walshe, Alex Murdaugh, Bryan Kohberger, Lucy Letby, Kouri Richins, Malevolent Mormon Mommys, The Menendez Brothers: Quest For Justice, The Murder of Stephen Smith, The Murder of Madeline Kingsbury, The Murder Of Sandra Birchmore, and much more! Listen at https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com

Disclaimer: This podcast episode contains a discussion on sexual assault and may be triggering to some listeners. Discretion is advised.In this episode of Nurse Converse, Leah Helmbrecht interviews Tracy DeTomasi, licensed social worker and CEO of Callisto, a nonprofit organization focused on empowering survivors of sexual violence. They dive into how Callisto's encrypted platform is transforming the way survivors find support and seek justice through privacy-first tools like the Matching System and Incident Log. The conversation explores the statistics behind campus sexual assault, the importance and challenges of reporting, and the role of Title IX. Tracy also sheds light on perpetrator behavior, the barriers organizations like Callisto face, and how nurses and communities can play a critical role in education, prevention, and survivor advocacy. >>How Callisto Platform Supports Sexual Assault Survivors on College CampusesJump Ahead to Listen:[01:41] Callisto: Empowering survivors of violence.[06:02] Sexual violence statistics in the U.S.[07:38] Serial perpetrators on campuses.[11:40] Effects of sexual assault responses.[15:33] Barriers to addressing sexual assault.[19:48] Collective action for sexual assault.[22:11] Cycle of violence in offenders.[26:51] Treatment and accountability for offenders.[29:47] Nurse career and education tips.Connect with Leah on social media: Instagram: offtheclocknurseTikTok: offtheclocknurse Facebook: Off The Clock Nurse Travels Connect with Callisto on LinkedIn and social media:Website: www.projectcallisto.orgInstagram: @callistoFacebook: CallistoFor more information, full transcript and videos visit Nurse.org/podcastJoin our newsletter at nurse.org/joinInstagram: @nurse_orgTikTok: @nurse.orgFacebook: @nurse.orgYouTube: Nurse.org

On this week's episode, Andrew and Mary start with the major capitulation of the Paul, Wiess law firm to Trump's demands late last week, in exchange for rescinding an EO targeting the firm. This is the chilling effect they've been talking about in action. Then: what are the consequences of the Trump administration defying court orders from US District Chief Judge James Boasberg? The deportation of Venezuelan migrants without due process seems to be careening into that constitutional question, so Andrew and Mary break down the latest on that case, as the government invokes the “state secrets privilege”. And lastly, they detail the legal issues surrounding the now-infamous Signal chat reported by The Atlantic- an extraordinary demonstration of gross negligence when it comes to national defense information. Further reading: Here is Mary's piece on Just Security: Dissecting the Trump Administration's Strategy for Defying Court OrdersAnd here is Andrew's piece, also from Just Security: The New “Blacklists” Work When Law Firms Stay SilentAnd here is the criminal code Andrew and Mary referenced: 18 U.S. Code § 793 - Gathering, transmitting or losing defense informationWant to listen to this show without ads? Sign up for MSNBC Premium on Apple Podcasts.

Benjamin and Chance react to the biggest stories of the week, including Apple's commitment to support encrypted RCS, the rumored launch of a new live translation feature for AirPods, and the ongoing fallout of the Siri feature delays. Apple is also forced to add a variety of APIs to let third-party devices access iOS notifications and other system features, thanks to the latest EU decree. And in Happy Hour Plus, Chance rocks out to Metallica in the Vision Pro, and Apple finally announces Ted Lasso season four. Subscribe at 9to5mac.com/join. Sponsored by Shopify: Grow your business no matter what stage you're in. Sign up for a $1 per month trial at shopify.com/happyhour. Sponsored by Stash: With Stash, there's no more confusing, frustrating gatekeeping to keep you from investing. Go to get.stash.com/HAPPYHOUR to see how you can receive $25 towards your first stock purchase and to view important disclosures. Sponsored by Incogni: Take your personal data back with Incogni! Use code MACHAPPYHOUR at the link below and get 60% off an annual plan: http://incogni.com/machappyhour. Hosts Chance Miller @chancemiller.me on Bluesky @chancehmiller@mastodon.social @ChanceHMiller on Instagram @ChanceHMiller on Threads Benjamin Mayo @bzamayo on Twitter @bzamayo@mastodon.social @bzamayo on Threads Subscribe, Rate, and Review Apple Podcasts Overcast Spotify 9to5Mac Happy Hour Plus Subscribe to 9to5Mac Happy Hour Plus! Support Benjamin and Chance directly with Happy Hour Plus! 9to5Mac Happy Hour Plus includes:  Ad-free versions of every episode  Pre- and post-show content Bonus episodes Join for $5 per month or $50 a year at 9to5mac.com/join.  Feedback Submit #Ask9to5Mac questions on Twitter, Mastodon, or Threads Email us feedback and questions to happyhour@9to5mac.com Links End-to-end encrypted RCS messaging on iPhone coming in future software update Apple will introduce a number of texting upgrades in iOS 19, here's what's coming Apple says EU interoperability requirements enable unfettered access to the iPhone, risks customer security and privacy EU orders Apple to open up access to iOS notifications, allow alternatives to AirDrop and AirPlay on the iPhone Apple working on live translation feature for AirPods with iOS 19 Apple exec slams ‘ugly and embarrassing' Siri delays in all-hands meeting Apple announces new immersive concert experience for Apple Vision Pro Report: Apple considered removing USB-C port from iPhone 17 Air, more EU confirms Apple can make a portless iPhone without USB-C Apple officially announces Ted Lasso season 4 Poll: Do you want a thinner iPhone 7 at the expense of the 3.5mm headphone jack?

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Mikah Sargent dives deep into Archive Utility on macOS, a powerful but often overlooked tool that works behind the scenes to compress and expand files on your Mac. From creating basic zip archives to encrypted files, this episode reveals all the hidden features of this versatile utility. -How compression works - Compression algorithms look for repeating patterns in data to make files smaller, though already compressed files like JPEGs may not benefit much. -Quick compression with right-click - The fastest way to compress files is selecting them, right-clicking, and choosing "Compress," which always creates a standard zip file. -Opening Archive Utility - Access it directly by using Command+Space and typing "archive" to explore its full capabilities beyond the right-click option. -Archive Utility settings - Configure where expanded files are saved, what happens to archives after expansion, and whether to automatically expand nested archives. -Expansion options - Choose to keep, trash, or delete archives after expanding them, or move them to a specific location. -Compression options - Similar settings exist for what happens to original files after creating an archive. -Archive formats explained - Despite setting preferences in Archive Utility, the right-click "Compress" option always creates zip files regardless of settings. -Creating CPGZ archives - These compressed archives must be created by selecting a folder through the File menu, not through right-click compression. -Regular archives (CPIO) - Simple "briefcase" archives without compression, useful for bundling files without reducing size. -Apple Archive (AAR) - A Mac-specific format that uses multi-threaded compression to efficiently compact files. -Encrypted archives (AER) - Secure, password-protected archives that can be unlocked with Touch ID if saved to your keychain. -Why ZIP remains the standard - ZIP format is used for the right-click compression option because of its universal compatibility across different operating systems. Zip and unzip files and folders on Mac - https://support.apple.com/guide/mac-help/zip-and-unzip-files-and-folders-on-mac-mchlp2528/mac Host: Mikah Sargent Download or subscribe to Hands-On Mac at https://twit.tv/shows/hands-on-mac Want access to the ad-free video and exclusive features? Become a member of Club TWiT today! https://twit.tv/clubtwit Club TWiT members can discuss this episode and leave feedback in the Club TWiT Discord.

Episode 515: Neal and Toby dive into the latest report that shows American consumer sentiment being at a low-point with the news of tariffs. Then, the British government orders Apple to let it spy on users' encrypted data. Also, the National Institutes of Health cuts billions of dollars for indirect costs and universities say it could jeopardize their research. Meanwhile, the winners of the weekend. Finally, what you need to know for the week ahead.  00:00 - Why is the Super Bowl on a Sunday? 3:00 - Consumer sentiment is down on the economy 7:30 - UK wants Apple's encrypted data 11:30 - NIH cuts billions of dollars 18:00 - The best Super Bowl commercials 24:30 - Week Ahead Subscribe to Morning Brew Daily for more of the news you need to start your day. Share the show with a friend, and leave us a review on your favorite podcast app. Check out https://wise.com/business for more! Listen to Morning Brew Daily Here: https://link.chtbl.com/MBD Watch Morning Brew Daily Here: https://www.youtube.com/@MorningBrewDailyShow Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices