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Some shows carefully plan every segment.This is not one of those shows.Today's daily comedy show starts with Woody back in St. Louis as the gang relives nearly setting Captain Jim's entire fireworks inventory on fire, accidentally launching explosives toward a trailer packed with even more explosives, and wondering how they somehow got invited back every year.Naturally, that turns into an all-out war over weather apps because apparently your choice between Apple Weather, Google Maps, Waze, and The Weather Channel says everything about your personality. Somewhere during the argument Riz admits he's gaming Waze just to earn imaginary points, Woody questions humanity, and Moon becomes Bing's official spokesperson.Then things somehow get even weirder.The crew debates home ownership versus renting, subscription services invading literally everything, catalytic converter thefts, why landlords secretly deserve medals, and whether calling your landlord to change a light bulb should be considered a crime.From there, the conversation completely derails into horrifying toothbrush habits. Seriously...if your toothbrush looks like it fought in several wars, Lern wants you to know she's apparently one of those people. Dentists everywhere may need a moment after this episode.The laughs keep rolling as Woody shares restaurant recommendations from Pittsburgh, everyone debates St. Louis food loyalties, Rafe discovers Corner 17, and the gang somehow lands on one of the most important questions ever asked:Which restaurant logo would you permanently tattoo on your body for free food for life?There's also plenty of classic Rizz Show chaos involving stolen weather stations, neighborhood conspiracy theories, terrible station vehicles, Emos debates, Joya's love, In-N-Out slander, Shake Shack arguments, and enough sarcastic roasting to remind you exactly why hanging out with these idiots somehow feels like hanging out with your own friends.If you like ridiculous conversations that start somewhere sensible before immediately driving off the nearest cliff, this daily comedy show delivers exactly what you'd expect—and several things you definitely wouldn't.Whether you're listening during your commute, pretending to work, or hiding from your own responsibilities, thanks for making The Rizzuto Show part of your day.And remember...Never trust someone whose toothbrush looks like a frightened peacock.This daily comedy show proudly serves sarcasm, questionable opinions, and absolutely zero meteorological expertise.Follow The Rizzuto Show → https://linktr.ee/rizzshow for more from your favorite daily comedy show.Connect with The Rizzuto Show Comedy Podcast online → https://1057thepoint.com/RizzShow.Hear The Rizz Show daily on the radio at 105.7 The Point | Hubbard Radio in St. Louis, MO.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Text: Mark 12:35-37  A lesson from our adult Sunday school class through the book of Mark 

Geena and Frankie put Angie under the scope to understand her spending habits. What are things you GLADLY over pay for?See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Intro: God's great project is to dwell amongst his people… God is building his dwelling place through his people… 1. …As we observe his grace-given pattern of rest (35:1-3) ? God is not harsh like “no-rest” Pharoah ? Our activity doesn't make us holy, God does in Christ “Above all you shall keep my Sabbaths, for this is a sign between me and you…that you may know that I, the LORD, sanctify you.”(31:13 ESV) 2. …As we obey his grace-given command to join in (35:4-19) ? God is not self-serving like “store-citi

TUNE IN AND SUBSCRIBE FOR NOTIFICATIONS - help get past 1k via the YOUTUBE channel! This in-person liminalstream was a long time coming as Illustrator, Writer and WtH Seer Eric J. Millarhas been the better engine of the longtime WE THE HALLOWED magick media machine. Those of you might have caught the fun, raucous livestream dispatched DIMMING ROOM, but here it has been transfigured and hauntomantically ressurrected into a maximalist broadckast featuring analog travel footage and videomancy from Revelator Rosz, as well as a brand new "lore score" of improvised audiomancy ritual ribbon musick performed in the attic altar space to sinew the newfangled psychick entry into the PRAGMAGICK cast pantheon that perfectly resembles the transpositional utility of morphing mediums to exalt new entries. WE THE HALLOWED is the antidote to this apocalyptic slop eon of the multi-media mediums with #somatickmagick #independentpublishing and more, and no matter the financial squalor or downtrodden hardships of the longtime sacred antenna, it raises again like better wraith besting better angels! Check out the debut album from MARY JOON'S MOON DIVISION!https://moondivision.bandcamp.com ERIC J. MILLARhttps://wethehallowed.org/category/blog/eric-j-millar/ https://www.lulu.com/shop/eric-j-millar/wombat-2/paperback/product-dyd575j.html?q=&page=1&pageSize=4 somatick magick:https://wethehallowed.org/digital-death-detritus-hauntomancer/ ALL SIGHTS AND SOUNDS BY @revelrosz / REVELATOR ROSZ:https://keatsross.substack.com Each LIMINALSTREAM is devised using the DIVERGENT MAGICK GRIMOIRE:https://wethehallowed.org/divergent-magick-grimoire NO A.I. OR CLIP ART OR TEMPLATES OR ANYTHING MANUFACTURED AUDIO / VIDEO WISE WAS USED TO CONJURE AND CAST THIS (AND ALL) LIMINALSTREAMS. 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May 9 | Numbers 5:1-31; Mark 12:35-37; Psalm 49:1-9; Proverbs 14:32-33 //  Needing more biblical wisdom? Subscribe and listen to the Wisdom Words podcast with Pastor Dale and Pastor Joel at lifereachresources.com/wisdomwords.   

Dalton Key - Scripture Reading – Mark 12:28-37

Gladly conforming my actions to the Commandments that reflect God's character

Gladly giving myself over to the will of God

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Reconcile Community Church | 3.15.26   Matthew 6: 9-13   Pastor Will Broadus  

In this heartfelt episode, I get super honest about the guilt that used to creep in when my days didn't match what I said mattered most. You'll hear the real stories behind my priority list (health, husband, and dogs first), the pilot-schedule chaos, my workout shuffle, and how I finally tamed endless social media scrolling.The simple reminder “No wait… that's a choice I am gladly making” has been life-changing. It melts the anxiety, helps me stay present, and gives me so much more freedom. If you're tired of feeling pulled in every direction, this one's for you.Key Takeaways• The tiny mindset shift that cuts through excuses and puts you back in control• How knowing your top priorities and reminding yourself you're “steering the ship” washes away guilt instantly• Practical ways to schedule distractions (yes, even TikTok!) so they stop stealing from what matters• Why social media can feel like connection but actually leaves us feeling less connected• A quick weekly challenge to realign your time and feel lighter every single dayTimestamps00:00 – Welcome to Episode 641 & “That's a choice I gladly make”00:50 – Big dreams, priorities, and how it's really going02:35 – The famous saying + the powerful reframe04:10 – Your 24 hours & the 16 waking hours truth05:25 – My real priority list (health, husband, dogs first)06:40 – The pilot husband story & the guilt that hit09:15 – Protecting my health & workouts10:30 – Knowing your priorities = more freedom & way less guilt11:25 – The social media trap we all face13:00 – How I schedule my 15-minute windows14:10 – My friend's clever bathroom TikTok rule14:50 – Your challenge this week16:10 – Final thoughts & sending you loveThis Week's ChallengeWrite down your top 3–5 priorities. Track your 16 waking hours for a couple days. Then whenever guilt shows up, pause and say out loud: “No wait… that's a choice I am gladly making.” Watch how fast you feel better!If this episode spoke to you, please share it with a friend who needs the reminder — and don't forget that 5-star review if you're loving the show!I love you guys, I'm rooting for you, and I'll see you in the next episode!

Hell is unleashed on our heroes in what could be their final moments. One brave sacrifice buys time for the rest, but with the plant people breaking down their doors, time might have already run out.

Hey Faith-Family! Welcome to the Beyond Sunday podcast at Calvary Bible Church – where we go beyond the Sunday sermon to explore some rabbit holes to bring Biblical truths to the surface. On this episode, we dive a little deeper into Matthew 21:23-32. If you would like to submit any questions or topics for us to consider for future episodes, please send them to podcast@cbcmj.com

Dr. Steve Wygle - Acts 2:41

Good morning! On today’s show, Matt Swaim and Anna Mitchell welcome Rita Heikenfeld to discuss recipes for Valentine’s Day and Fat Tuesday. Other guests include pastoral counselor Kevin Prendergast on setting yourself up for a fruitful Lent, and Gary Michuta on what the Epistle of St. James has to say about treasure in heaven. Plus news, weather, sports, and more… ***** St. Thomas More Prayer Give me thy grace, good Lord,Not to long to hear of any worldly things,But that the hearing of worldly fantasies may be to me displeasant.Gladly to be thinking of God,Piteously to call for his help.To lean unto the comfort of God,Busily to labour to love him.To know my own vility and wretchedness,To humble and meeken myself under the mighty hand of God,To bewail my sins passed.For the purging of them, patiently to suffer adversity. Amen. ***** RECIPES FROM RITA: MUFFULETTA WITH OLIVE DRESSING Instructions One large loaf Italian bread, sliced into two horizontally.Vary meats and cheese to suit you. Filling: 1/2 pound each: thin sliced baked ham and provolone cheese1/4 pound thin sliced hard salamiThinly sliced tomatoesThinly sliced red or other onionsLeaf lettuce (opt) Dressing Go to taste on this. If you don’t like black olives, use Greek or green. You may wind up with dressing left over. It makes a nice spread for wraps. Ingredients Go to taste on this, tasting after it’s made.1/2 cup minced black olives2/3 cup olive oil1/3 cup red wine vinegar1-2 tablespoons minced onion1/2 cup fresh basil, finely chopped or 2 teaspoons dried1 teaspoon minced garlic1 teaspoon dried oreganoPepper to taste Instructions Whisk together dressing ingredients. (Can be made a day ahead). Set aside.Hollow out bottom loaf, leaving ½” thick sides.Hollow out top loaf, but leave sides a bit thicker.Spread dressing on inside of top and bottom loaves. Set top aside.Start layering meats, cheese, vegetables and lettuce, brushing each layer with dressing, until you run out of filling.Press each layer down really firm as you go.Press top onto sandwich, pressing down really firm, wrap and chill for 1 – 8 hours.Cut into big wedges to serve. Skewer with long toothpicks. Take the bite out of onions!Put slices in ice water for 20 minutes to several hours, then drain. ***** BONUS RECIPE: VALENTINE’S DAY SHORTBREAD COOKIE HEARTS Easily doubled. Makes up to 1-1/2 dozen, depending on size. Ingredients: 1 cup unsalted butter, room temperature3/4 cup powdered sugar1 tablespoon vanilla2 cups flour1 teaspoon baking powder1/8 teaspoon salt Instructions Preheat oven to 350.Line baking sheets with parchment paper or spray with cooking spray.Beat butter and sugar until fluffy.Add vanilla and beat until combined.Whisk together flour, baking powder and salt and add slowly to butter mixture. As soon as it’s mixed well, stop beating. Too much beating results in a tough cookie.Form dough into ball, put in plastic wrap and smoosh down to flatten. Makes rolling out easier.Refrigerate 1 hour or up to a few days to firm up.Roll out on lightly floured surface to 1/4” thick.Cut into desired shapes, re-rolling as necessary. (If you’re going to sprinkle with sugar, do it now and press down real gently to make it stick).Bake 14-17 minutes or just until edges start to turn light brown. Cookies will be a bit soft but will firm up nicely after cooling. Powdered sugar frosting with milk or water 2 cups powdered sugar3-4 tablespoons milk or water1/2 or so teaspoon vanillaFood coloring (optional) Instructions Whisk everything until you get right consistency.Add food coloring drop by drop.Extra can be stored in refrigerator and whisked at room temperature.Powdered sugar frosting with light corn syrup (more glossy and dries harder). Ingredients 3 cups powdered sugar, sifted, then measured2 tablespoons light corn syrup3-4 tablespoons milk3/4 teaspoon vanilla extractFood coloring (optional) Instructions Whisk everything until you get right consistency.Add food coloring drop by drop.Extra can be stored in refrigerator and whisked at room temperature. To frost cookies: After they cool, I like to dip the cookies face down in the icing. Carefully wiggle it around a bit so the whole top gets coated. Extra can be scraped off edges if necessary. Place on rack to dry. Or you can drizzle the icing on with a fork or whisk. It’s pretty that way too and allows some of the cookie to show on top.Let cookies sit until icing hardens completely before storing or stacking. ***** Sr. Allison Regina Gliot, author of The Light they Left Full list of guestsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

1 Timothy 3 “Although I hope I can come to you soon, I am writing these things to you now. Then, even if I am delayed, you will know how to live in the family of God. That family is the church of the living God, the support and foundation of the truth.” – 1 Tmothy 3:14-15  NCV Context: God provides a place. God gives life, gives love, and provides a place for us. From the Garden to the travels of his people with Tabernacles and a Temple, God lives among his people. God's design always includes his purpose, passion, pleasure, and places for relationship. God showed us love by sending Jesus Christ to be “God with us”, creating an opportunity for constant access. From the Garden to Tabernacles, Temple, and the local church, God's design has always included opportunities for stewardship and shared responsibilities. The stability of our lives is found by building our lives on the teaching of Jesus. The House of God is cared for and given further strength by Jesus' followers, ‘a priesthood of all believers' and 4 Gifts of equipping leaders who serve. With agape love as motivation, following the example of Jesus and the New Testament leaders, today's local church serving leaders function in their gifts and equip the believers to do the same. Jesus-followers lead by serving: “I am among you as one who serves.” – Jesus in Luke 22:20-27  Mark 10:43-45 Serve – to give help by performing certain duties, often of a humble or menial nature Choosing acts of service that show love and respect. “Whoever wants to be first must take last place and be the servant of everyone else.” – Jesus in Mark 9:33-37  John 12:26 “the leader should be like a servant,” – Jesus in Luke 22:26 Jesus' word “servant” = server, dedicated focused faithful – helper, attendant, apprentice, collaborator, companion “And since I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you ought to wash each other's feet. I have given you an example to follow. Do as I have done to you.” – John 13:14-15 “Whoever wants to be a leader among you must be your servant. For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve others and to give his life as a ransom for many.” – Matthew 20:26, 28 “Anyone who wants to serve me must follow me, because my servants must be where I am. And the Father will honor anyone who serves me.” – John 12:26 Deacon “Deacon” 1 Timothy 3:8 – servant of the master, helping/caring for the needs of believers according to their assignment (such as the stewardship of food provisions for those in need, in Acts 6:3) Please review our Deacon Bible Study. Qualifications listed in 1 Timothy 3:8-13   Our church family is served by a team of leaders, including deacons and elders, who meet the qualifications, seen in 1 Timothy 3:1-7; Titus 1:5-9.  A City Harbor Church Deacon is a person who has been selected, equipped, and recognized with specific serving leadership assignment (s). They have been chosen. They have responded with a commitment to a specific responsibility, within the vision, values, and expectations of City Harbor.  Elder Elder – overseer of the local church The Eldership has a spiritual responsibility for and is accountable to the Lord for their  stewardship of the overall vision, values and doctrine of the church as well as the spiritual  health of the congregation. This is all to ensure that the gospel is preached, people are  added to the church and people are discipled in order to live like Jesus and to share His love. Being an Elder is not about having  position but fulfilling a call to servant leadership through the care, oversight and leadership for the flock.   An Elder is an overseer of God's household which means they are a steward, charged with  the care of God's family. Paul says “he must be” as he starts to list out fifteen qualifications  to be an Elder. Fourteen of these qualifications are not describing gifting, but the character of an Elder that is needed to be an overseer of God's family. Lastly, Paul says an Elder must be able to teach sound doctrine. 1 Timothy 3:1 “What I say is true: Anyone wanting to become an overseer desires a good work. 2 An overseer must not give people a reason to criticize him, and he must have only one wife. He must be self-controlled, wise, respected by others, ready to welcome guests, and able to teach. 3 He must not drink too much wine or like to fight, but rather be gentle and peaceable, not loving money. 4 He must be a good family leader, having children who cooperate with full respect. 5 (If someone does not know how to lead the family, how can that person take care of God's church?) 6 But an elder must not be a new believer, or he might be too proud of himself and be judged guilty just as the devil was. 7 An elder must also have the respect of people who are not in the church so he will not be criticized by others and caught in the devil's trap.” – 1 Timothy 3:1-7  NCV Titus 1:5 “I left you in Crete so you could finish doing the things that still needed to be done and so you could appoint elders in every town, as I directed you. 6 An elder must not be guilty of doing wrong, must have only one wife, and must have believing children. They must not be known as children who are wild and do not cooperate. 7 As God's managers, overseers must not be guilty of doing wrong, being selfish, or becoming angry quickly. They must not drink too much wine, like to fight, or try to get rich by cheating others. 8 Overseers must be ready to welcome guests, love what is good, be wise, live right, and be holy and self-controlled. 9 By holding on to the trustworthy word just as we teach it, overseers can help people by using true teaching, and they can show those who are against the true teaching that they are wrong.” – Titus 1:5-9  NCV “I exhort the elders among you as a fellow elder and witness to the sufferings of Christ, as well as one who shares in the glory about to be revealed: 2 Shepherd God's flock among you, not overseeing out of compulsion but willingly, as God would have you; not out of greed for money but eagerly; 3 not lording it over those entrusted to you, but being examples to the flock. 4 And when the chief Shepherd appears, you will receive the unfading crown of glory. 5 In the same way, you who are younger, be subject to the elders. All of you clothe yourselves with humility toward one another, because ‘God resists the proud but gives grace to the humble.'” – 1 Peter 5:1-5  CSB  (Peter to the elders) Elders are shepherds of God's flock and in caring for them, they are to watch over them and care for them with a servant's heart. An Elder leads God's flock, not by what they get  out of it, but by giving to others and being a living example of how to live a Godly life marked by humility. “Be on guard for yourselves and for all the flock of which the Holy Spirit has appointed you as overseers, to shepherd the church of God, which he purchased with his own blood.” – Acts 20:28  CSB (Paul to the Ephesian elders)  context of Acts 20:17-30 Giving “attention to prayer and the ministry of the word.” – Acts 6:3-4  NIV What is an elder? 1.       Born again Jesus follower, water baptized, received the Holy Spirit, committed to a local church. 2.       Having been assessed to meet the requirements of 1 Timothy 3:1-7, Titus 1:5-9, and faithful in the directives of 1 Peter 5:1-5, Acts 20:28 3.       Proven to have been faithful in serving and solid in the teaching of Scripture, not new to this. 4.       Set into the team of overseers of God's household which means they are a steward, charged with the care of God's family. 5.       Giving attention to prayer. & Ready to pray for the healing of the sick. 6.       Being able to teach sound doctrine, a pastor/teacher with a shepherd's heart, for the equipping of the believers to do the work of the ministry. 7.       Living like Jesus in lifestyle of integrity, as an example. What is an elder not? 1.       A boss using coercion. 2.       Free to do whatever they want, however they want. 3.       A lifetime appointee. What should we do? 1.       Gladly receive & respect our elders, according to Scripture. 2.       Pray for their stewardship of our local church. 3.       Pray for the expansion of the Jesus Movement thru us. 4.       Express gratitude to each person who serves our church. 

Episode 147 Season 4Wish your kids helped more with chores around the house? They really can clean up toys, put their dirty dishes in the dishwasher, take out the garbage, and clean up the toothpaste in the sink! Here are 3 tips to communicate with your kids without shouting and repeating yourself a hundred times, so they actually do chores and lend a helping hand.   1:22 Acknowledge their contribution, not just the chore 4:13 Make chores routine and shared teamwork 7:52 Use connection before correction Watch on YouTube: https://youtu.be/9M4SGOwKa0w Want the Speak Life Badges sticker awards Kimberly mentioned in the episode? Shop all three sticker books: I Am Special, I Am Priceless, and I Am Smart here: https://speaklifebadges.com/ Does your child like to get mail with their name on it? Sign your child up to receive Austin the Hedgehog's mailbox surprises each month for a year at https://austinskidsclub.com/  Want more tips for speaking life and communicating with your kids? Subscribe to my weekly email. I send parenting tips, encouragement, and simple tools to help you feel more patient, calm, and connected. Subscribe at renewedmamacoaching.com.   Caught yourself already nagging, shouting, or repeating yourself a hundred times to get your kids to listen? With Renewed Mama Coaching, you'll learn how tocommunicate and speak life so that your children listen and do what you ask, the first time you ask. Can I get a Hallelujah?!  It's totally possible. Besides, your kids don't want to be nagged at. They may be kids, but they want to be respected, too.  Book a one-to-one coaching call today, and I'll help you get your kids listening right away with a “Yes, Mom. I'll be glad to.” Book now at renewedmamacoaching.com  

In this episode of The Neurodivergent Creative, Caitlin shares a real-time update from her burnout recovery journey—what happened when she took January completely off from her business, why she's extending that break, and what she's learning about rest, usefulness, creativity, and nervous system repair. Caitlin talks about stepping away from selling and marketing, rediscovering hobbies (hello knitting and romance writing), navigating rejection sensitivity as a neurodivergent business owner, and realizing how much praise and external validation matter when you've been running solo for years.

Gladly accepting loss inconvenience and sacrifice when sharing the gospel

Good morning! On today’s show, Matt Swaim and Anna Mitchell welcome Courtney Brown from Ruah Woods to share more reflections on Artificial Intelligence through the lens of Theology of the Body. Other guests include Gary Michuta from Hands On Apologetics, pastoral counselor Kevin Prendergast, and Rita Heikenfeld with Bible Foods. Plus news, weather, sports, and more… ***** St. Thomas More Prayer Give me Your grace, good Lord, to set the world at nought, to set my mind fast upon You. And not to hang upon the blast of men’s mouths. To be content to be solitary. Not to long for worldly company, little and little utterly to cast off the world, and rid my mind of all the business thereof. Gladly to be thinking of God, piteously to call for His help, to lean unto the comfort of God, busily to labor to love Him. To have continually in mind the passion that Christ suffered for me; for His benefits incessantly to give Him thanks. To think my most enemies my best friends, for the brethren of Joseph could never have done him so much good with their love and favor as they did him with their malice and hatred. ***** The Sisters of Life are online at sistersoflife.org. Full list of guestsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Send us a textWELCOME DNA STRAND CREW TO THE FIRST EPISODE OF THE DYNASTY DNA CULTURE SHOCK ON THE DYNASTY DNA PODCASTING NETWORK!! This show features the Host of The Dynasty DNA Podcast TJ Blake, Dynasty DNA Team and the one the only Co Host of the Dynasty DNA Deep Dive Bob Helfert (AKA Big Culture Bob) In this show Bob will be breaking down things that he feels are the most important things to talk about following each week of the current NFL season not only from an NFL perspective but also from a Dynasty Fantasy Football perspective and of course Bob will also give us some of his famous rants we all love fresh off of each and every week!  In this episode the guy's talk is Wandale Robinson be worth a 2026 late 1st this offseaon? We also talk would we trade JJ McCarthy for Tyler Shough? Lastly, would we overpay for Harold Fannin this offseason! It's a great episode tune in with us every week have a few laughs, and let's get you on your way to dynasty championship in 2025 it all begins because the 2025 season is here and upon us!Join The DNA Strand Crew on Discord Free to Join Just Click This Link!!https://discord.gg/rFAyWzn8Join the DNA Strand Crew on Twitterhttps://mobile.twitter.com/DynastyDNA_Subscribe to The Dynasty DNA YouTube Channel(9) Dynasty DNA Fantasy Football Podcast - YouTubeFollow The DNA Guys On TwitterTJ Blake https://twitter.com/TJBlakeDNABob Helfert Bob Helfert (@BigefatBob) / X

Acts 21:1-26

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This week, Dave and Reese go all-in on the tiny, ridiculous, wildly specific hills they're fully prepared to die on. From toilet-paper crimes to pineapple-pizza justice to the eternal Star Wars debate, nothing is too petty to unpack. It's chaotic, it's therapeutic, and it's basically a masterclass in meaningless passion. 

Hi, i'm Russell Brand. No, get out. I'm sorry,I— ? Get out, get out! Are we trading kings for whistle! Sacred things and torturers? Lill bitz I started talking to this guy from tinder Then I quickly realized he only texted me at like 3 in the morning, like “come over” So I started texting him really weird shit— Like really weird. Like, I would make sure before I sent it, I would re-read it and be like “Ya, that's weird.” “That's really weird.” Every time, just read it to myself and be like “Ya that's giving “you're psycho” Right off the bat. Kate Winslet is so good at late night. She talks mad slow and answers every open ended question with a paragraph of thoughtless nonsense— finally, at the end of the paragraph, she answers the question in yes or no fashion; in this sense, you've completely forgotten the question through redirection. This has taken nearly five minutes. Genius. Amidst a story, she begins to slowly decrechendo until she's murmuring in a near whisper so you really have to try to pay attention to what she's saying, which is almost nothing. So considerably nothing, that you lose thought in trying to grasp and accept the words— this is excellent banter, because of course, she isn't really saying anything. This has taken another five minutes. Captivating. INT. DENTISTS OFFICE. DAY. Who is Claude Von Wastvermaan? KIMMEL Doctor Claude Von Wastverman. Okay. Who is that? KIMMEL It's me. I'm Claude Von Wastverman. Dr.— KIMMEL Yeah. It's me. KIMMEL Why are you— what? KIMMEL This is my office. …why? Because— I use specific research and target demographics to seek out people who have no interest in whatsoever watching my show and do not recognize me in any way actively seeking a dental practitioner— Why? KIMMEL Because! My audience loves me. They want to see me— they have to like me! So? KIMMEL These people don't know who I am. They don't want to see me—and there's a good chance, they won't like me at all. …this is how you spend your free time? KIMMEL —and some of my vacation days! Jesus. KIMMEL Yeah. I'm not alright! How much does this office space cost? KIMMEL You wouldn't like it. And—I take very limited insurance. Did you…study dentistry, at all, at any point? KIMMEL Not at all— Oh, Jesus. KIMMEL But Claude might have for a short time— online. These degrees look legitimate. KIMMEL He was a really good guy. Wait. What. [a rubber glove snaps] KIMMEL If you'll excuse me, I have an appointment coming in at 2:30. …you're kidding me. KIMMEL I'm not—and she's always early. Get out. Gladly. He opens the door and leads him out of the office, looking startled startled and shaking his head. KIMMEL Good afternoon, Mrs. Evanston. Perhaps I was just looking for something and my brain saw what it wanted to— but it kept coming around in ways that were stranger and stranger, and I couldn't explain the thought of it, like I was connected to something. Jimmy Slithered. But it's okay, Cause I hate to see him prosper. Wait a minute? Did it enter for a second in your head to what had happened? Very obviously is it just exactly as you'd imagined. Wait a moment; Give a little gift for winter's entrance— Suddenly you're hating Christmas, Just infected with this sort of hatred That's been creeping up on them for centuries. Very well, then Skrillex. Very well, played ventriloquist act at the Rock And how hardened are you, the heart of all non immortal and broken? Are you succumbed to never wonder either? Cratered. Disrespect and spills of want, Spools and spills and towers of yarn, You're getting broker every warrant. You're the dark and hadn't opened, Oh to be so charmed and wanted. Jimmy Slitheted, But I caught him creeping in the forest, Well, done, Harper— Now you've got yourself a story Jimmy Slithered, but that's good— I had him at the fortress, And all our audience would want Is fourth wall being broken. So here fals the house of cards! The house of cards The house of cards. And here folds the broken hand— The broken hand. The broken hand. And here calls the shattered wand, The crypted want, The shadowed trumpet horn, there! And there upon the hill, There did I grasp and fall to follow, Though the crown had not the king, The ground was sure to've caught him! And so I clasped with all my might and grip, The humble role of which that is This, Unrolled and uttered: Feast of kings, Be you what may of Prince and time and also my own brotherhood and making, There is, shadowed in my own dear marker, Yet another coming death upon us! How now, my ritual, of that and thy and they and I, To this my mark, And so I sang as this does not a number— My posture does find comfort here and tie my breath to grass from under, Striped and torn my cloth, as does in this my fortune gathers; There my fate and here to all, as wind becomes her mother, And though I call to all, but one I am, And then another. 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. REBEL1. I am hypnotized; I am pain I am cryptonite I am in pain I am penalized; I am pinned l I am pinstripes on wide ties; I am Him. Pinterest, pintrest, pinholes And disinterest Centered sentiments And immigrants And ministrations, Images and insolence (And indulgences, patronages) Eclipses and rip titles, Paris Tiptons, And temptation Missing wages Push to shove and What are you doing, motherfucker?! To say the least, I'm a bit unconventional. Unexplainable joy And invisible ties and invincible triads Unimatatable charm, And prehensile times And forefathers before us Unpolished Well dressed hampers on leather and fortunes And doing and donuts and do this and don't-touches Mumbles of soft till and lunches and subtle distraction And coming construction Wages Ions I afford you To die now Like I want He's better at the body code Than old Colbert, He's one for one now Could this corrupt you— I didn't destroy her, I offered a suffix No longer for your number No longer for your hard times No longer for your warrants No longer No longer No four times Don't pan to the audience I'm a hole slow meltdown Don't man your own So wait, am I also telepathic? Yeah, that. Oh my! Is it like a two-way broadcast type— thing? Yeah, that part… Oh no, I'm so sorry. No you're not. You're right. I told you not to go looking into my thoughts. Check it all out, I bought prototypes Check it all out, I undug libraries Check it out, You're all alone at Walmart No longer working part time, The doors are closed and locked now, They're bound to stage a lock out You're better off on hard times You're better off on Lala Land No— Don't deport I want my art back No, don't deport; It's just a cake walk to apartheid, Remember mine now? Cheers to the world's longest monologues. Kudos to your picking up cabbage Remember the back for the wartimes The bagpipes have sounded; You're back to astonish us. No! I must have you a lesson; I'm back with my old will and testament No more Old Testament wanted I bought your sticks in Leviticus And so, Again– CUT TO: WILD PARTY. INT.EXT./WHENEVER HOW SICK IS THIS? NO! NOT THAT! I raised the dead from a half pipe I shoot the crowd out in foreign I can't remember my own Sam But I found one– For a dollar, For a wrong word And a hard song And a larger Go look, Now remember a rock star. Now that you're so stolen, Go back! You're unorthodox! Clear cut: you're a tragic Magic act– Now I'm back with a bag of tricks with my back out Learn your lessons. CUT BACK TO. INT./EXT. YO I'M SAYING A WIIIILD PARTY. WHENEVER YO, WHO DOES THIS?! What a party! I WANT TO GO HOME NOW! —I'M CALLING THE COPS! THIS IS YOUR HOUSE!!! {Enter The Multiverse} …And it's all house music all night. No, to that. Beg your pardon? I won't come. [The Festival Project ™ ] Now articulate your face muscles. My wat. Now you're bar banned. I had this at a festival once. What is it? A “whore salad” … All with a side of oxygen. Now you're in a tunnel. (A tunnel, a scone and a croissant) Now you're worse, warthog, immortal (Call your dad back, You're a bad son.) Now I'm out in the canyon With Chester McBadBat I got chest hair, And a straight out of the badlands Yes, I did mention this to my cousin Evan, But why ask that? So you heard everything I thought? Mmhmm. Hard times. —and everyone else? What is it like to have love man? I been locked out I'm a rock addict, But I'm damned now How's that fountain coming along? SUNNI BLU …it's just water. ARCHITECHT …yeah it's water. It's a fountain. SUNNI BLU —I WANT CHOCOLATE. Whose here? Not that guy! Four more beers? I just realized I never ever bought mine; I always had a tough guy. Box. What? Fight! I'm Eurovision And a hard remix— Ten minutes in and I realize I've already heard this. Oh yea, This Golden band of art, love and protection Perfection. Ohshea, shit! Who invited you? I got a 311 from Questlove!! Is that a beeper?! CUBE Since when are we on a first name basis? It would be weird to call you “ICE CUBE” Why's that? You. know? [the beeper goes off three more times] CUBE oh shit! What?! CUBE Nothin! Where the yard at?! sometimes it doesn't really matter Who the dialogue comes out of The whole point Is to put the art back into art projects Cause we all know it's been constructed And commercialized To the point of destruction And almost no promise For independent artists at all. So who is it with CUBE? Could be me. Could be you. Could be U— If it's not, It was all just a long lost passion project A collective God Complex. Give myself a hug Cause nobody else will God gave my case a Grace Cause somebody lost Will. Oh, Karen. Come, heart attack. Come karma, Come hot dogs Come Christmas time at the Plaza Come on, hard death. Come on. Hard Rock Hotel? Nah, Equinox. Alright. Hudson. Yards. Now you're in a tunnel Does your heart hurt? (You should clutch it.) Put your patchwork in a hard drive This is hard times, You can't come back. O! But they do take dear DRATCH and run with it! I go run along to Corrections, And ginger snaps for crosswords On hard workers So fax the whole document! Do you know what? Horcruxes! Hot lunches, yuck. Hockey! I want off this planet so bad I cross cross my fingers at crosswalks And oncoming trains but– Don't look either way before I walk. So pull a shotgun at all that I was one strong donkey before I got one address. Now I just redress the cause All I want is my bundle back. Yuck! Care for it at all? Yeah, yours, but she's a danger to humanity. Yeah, mine but I'm an honest hybrid horrid hunter. On time? I just got it at Sephora. On time, Like I never even got that. I want to be loved just to be looked at But since in this life I can't turn the clock back I've discovered it's hell that my body was born as. — I discovered it's hell that my body was born as. Such a problem when you know That even the great Rosie O'Donnell once wanted blue eyes. Now I forget where I trailed off… What a drawback. I'm all out of patience. Crypto, I tip toe now over eggshells No home for her Hard times And hard times. No code offered, No I don't fall for that'd But where's the snowfall over all the rot out back? Hard times. Hard times. Hard times. As the bell tolls And the well swells whole And the umpire does rack them Up; Nobody works harder than Hard times Hard times Hard times. Yeah, that's four Aces Up, Diamond. Run for your forks and your knives And your daughters and mothers and father And home family comfort And cufflinks and loafers, And sport coats and Your life. Your life. Your life. [The Festival Project ™] —-Chroma111. THE IMPENATRABLE TEN is INEVITABLY DISBANDED. Inevitably??? Inevitably! but not indefinitely. Oh, I guess. Alright. SILENCE. {Enter The Multiverse.} I don't want to be here. No one does. You are sending mixed messages. Imm not sending any messages… — with your brain. L E G E N D S Of course. Electromagnetic signaling Of course. I told you this had gone strange. Severely. Now how do I explain from this time how to get back to our time If there's no direct translation between our language and that one? Maybe you can't explain it. These are hard facts. So I suggest the use of highly trained telepaths. That far back? These things are possibly connected even in this time, theoretically using our past; I might suggest Telesynthesis— considering these planetary electromagnetics to which this entire planet is hardwired. …hardwired. That's right. Ascension. Hard times. Madame President? Get lost. [Secret President] I get it. You're a whistleblower. I'm not that. A shadow government official. Also wrong. Why else would you run for office? I'm trying to get shot at. They told me you were funny. But they didn't say anything about my gauntlet? Your—what? You know. My conquests—professional accomplishments? Your God complex? I know all about that. Perhaps it's not a complex. But a ‘gauntlet'? You're a journalist aren't you? I'm giving you some high art concepts. (Because for the sake of the rhyme, And please, for God's sakes, Gemini, In prose form Without the use of tables. ) I R O N I C —Deathwish. [The Festival Project ™] Season 12, Episode 01. REBEL1. Prod. By Blū Tha Gürū I would think it psychosomatic, but in less than 24 hours of restarting my vitamin regimen, my mood was so improved that I could not for a second overlook that without taking vitamins, I was missing something. Even if my newly concocted super-juice recipes were putting a curb in my abdominal muscles that even I was sure didn't entirely belong there, pairing this development with the Peloton, it was a long and diagonal, out-of-sorts thing that stuck out as if it was on somebody else's body and not mine. Still, I had to deal with the heavy weight of the drooping skin and belly that hung as if it very much did belong to me but wasn't budging, despite my attempts at a flat stomach and having been so well overstretched at one point by medical obesity and double occupancy that it was, at the very least to say, insurgically impossible. However, my brain went on having ways of wrapping my mind around this—that the rest of my body was quite slim, and even on some days seeming petite, were it not for my massive thighs, which also seemed to have sported a curve to them which was almost attractive, especially well-dressed. But the fun of it was, I wasn't exceptionally well-dressed, because I hadn't wanted to be. In fact, I was under obligation always to be about in the men's clothes I'd found because they were designer, and it was even something like a fashion statement that I dressed this grotesquely and in overlarge articles because of the astounding amount of weight I'd lost and the strange way my body seemed to be taking an athletic shape. Still, there was this factor that I was actually always somehow in an excruciating amount of pain, especially waking up, and though some of that I would have applied to being psychosomatic—in just that it was the pure stress of the disembodied torture I was undergoing in one way or another—whether anybody would have admitted it or not, or whether or not the unknown parties in question were going to be justified for it, I still hadn't an idea or thought as to what my unstructured purpose was. And though I sat beautifully controlled into doing music as a default, I was looking at the numbers, and the massive amount of people doing remarkably well because they could afford to do so, or were lucky, or were unbearably beautiful and so could do anything they wanted, and I too much so was not that. In fact, it was almost by design my failure and my constant struggle that even the universe seemed to look down upon me in such a way that it pitied me in a harrowing attempt at karmic justice done for the seeming evil and harsh things being done. It was true that someone had set out to torture me, and this might have once been the way of the illuminated artist and tortured soul; however, having taken so metaphorically into my own boat such heavy water of grief and loss, and drowning, I was sinking into the natural ocean of monstrous storms my body was saying in so many ways it could do no more. My mind was strong—and I could take the torture for innumerable amounts of time without becoming so much more frustrated than to just stop, or start heavy breathing, or even compulsively masturbate until one world faded deeply into another and I just didn't care. But realistically, the things that were being done pointed at a strategic and tactical, military-trained psychological governing of my own autonomy. And because I knew this, I also knew whoever was responsible was more than capable of covering their tracks to the point of disappearance—an inescapable hell of unseen trauma. The basis of it was that if I raised my concerns with any law enforcement or police, I was just as often ignored, ridiculed, or worse—thought of as symptomatic of some psychological condition I well knew and understood I did not have, all because what I did seem to possess—this undying force of color and creative ingenuity that could not quite be captured or marketed to improve the bankbook of others with a sudden onset—was unacceptable in such a way that I could become some sort of object that was in no way useful besides to experiment and then observe what I might become next, all the while knowing I would not and could not stay in one form or another too long without becoming such an obvious target. —Death of a Superstar DJ. 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. 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EXT. CONCERT. DAY SUNNI BLU converses with CHARLES over a musical break STAGE LEFT of the MAINSTAGE. SUNNI BLU Thems the two prettiest girls right there. CHARLES yeah . ok. SUNNI BLU Grab em up. CHARLES What? SUNNI BLU Snatch em up. CHARLES Do you mean. SUNNI BLU Micheal Jackson style munich on that bitch. CHARLES What—? SUNNI BLU Them bitchez. CHARLES Are you saying—? SUNNI BLU They wont mind. CHARLES Uhhhh… SUNNI BLU I promise. watch . BOUNCER SUNNI's bodyguard BOUNCER crosses to center stage. SUNNI whispers into BOUNCER'S ear and he nods once and smirks; he then walks out into the crowd and picks up the two girls SUNNI aforementioned, tossing each of them over his shoulders, planting them on stage next to SUNNI; they scream and cry hysterically. SUNNI nods and smiles in self admiration and throws BOUNCER and CHARLES a thumbs up; CHARLES shakes his head slowly in disapproval, the GIRLS scream and cry hysterically; SUNNI grins and carries on about the show. CUT IMMEDIATELY TO: SUNNI BLU YO! I got mad lawsuits. MORGAN Plural? SUNNI BLU Like multiple! MORGAN well what were you expecting, sunni? Its 202#--? SUNNI BLU But michael is timeless! MORGAN And youre not michael jackson! SUNNI BLU You're right! I sold more records already than him! MORGAN ugh! PUBLICIST *does* {Enter The Multiverse} Hi, i'm Russell Brand. No, get out. I'm sorry,I— ? Get out, get out! Are we trading kings for whistle! Sacred things and torturers? Lill bitz I started talking to this guy from tinder Then I quickly realized he only texted me at like 3 in the morning, like “come over” So I started texting him really weird shit— Like really weird. Like, I would make sure before I sent it, I would re-read it and be like “Ya, that's weird.” “That's really weird.” Every time, just read it to myself and be like “Ya that's giving “you're psycho” Right off the bat. Kate Winslet is so good at late night. She talks mad slow and answers every open ended question with a paragraph of thoughtless nonsense— finally, at the end of the paragraph, she answers the question in yes or no fashion; in this sense, you've completely forgotten the question through redirection. This has taken nearly five minutes. Genius. Amidst a story, she begins to slowly decrechendo until she's murmuring in a near whisper so you really have to try to pay attention to what she's saying, which is almost nothing. So considerably nothing, that you lose thought in trying to grasp and accept the words— this is excellent banter, because of course, she isn't really saying anything. This has taken another five minutes. Captivating. INT. DENTISTS OFFICE. DAY. Who is Claude Von Wastvermaan? KIMMEL Doctor Claude Von Wastverman. Okay. Who is that? KIMMEL It's me. I'm Claude Von Wastverman. Dr.— KIMMEL Yeah. It's me. KIMMEL Why are you— what? KIMMEL This is my office. …why? Because— I use specific research and target demographics to seek out people who have no interest in whatsoever watching my show and do not recognize me in any way actively seeking a dental practitioner— Why? KIMMEL Because! My audience loves me. They want to see me— they have to like me! So? KIMMEL These people don't know who I am. They don't want to see me—and there's a good chance, they won't like me at all. …this is how you spend your free time? KIMMEL —and some of my vacation days! Jesus. KIMMEL Yeah. I'm not alright! How much does this office space cost? KIMMEL You wouldn't like it. And—I take very limited insurance. Did you…study dentistry, at all, at any point? KIMMEL Not at all— Oh, Jesus. KIMMEL But Claude might have for a short time— online. These degrees look legitimate. KIMMEL He was a really good guy. Wait. What. [a rubber glove snaps] KIMMEL If you'll excuse me, I have an appointment coming in at 2:30. …you're kidding me. KIMMEL I'm not—and she's always early. Get out. Gladly. He opens the door and leads him out of the office, looking startled startled and shaking his head. KIMMEL Good afternoon, Mrs. Evanston. Perhaps I was just looking for something and my brain saw what it wanted to— but it kept coming around in ways that were stranger and stranger, and I couldn't explain the thought of it, like I was connected to something. Jimmy Slithered. But it's okay, Cause I hate to see him prosper. Wait a minute? Did it enter for a second in your head to what had happened? Very obviously is it just exactly as you'd imagined. Wait a moment; Give a little gift for winter's entrance— Suddenly you're hating Christmas, Just infected with this sort of hatred That's been creeping up on them for centuries. Very well, then Skrillex. Very well, played ventriloquist act at the Rock And how hardened are you, the heart of all non immortal and broken? Are you succumbed to never wonder either? Cratered. Disrespect and spills of want, Spools and spills and towers of yarn, You're getting broker every warrant. You're the dark and hadn't opened, Oh to be so charmed and wanted. Jimmy Slitheted, But I caught him creeping in the forest, Well, done, Harper— Now you've got yourself a story Jimmy Slithered, but that's good— I had him at the fortress, And all our audience would want Is fourth wall being broken. So here fals the house of cards! The house of cards The house of cards. And here folds the broken hand— The broken hand. The broken hand. And here calls the shattered wand, The crypted want, The shadowed trumpet horn, there! And there upon the hill, There did I grasp and fall to follow, Though the crown had not the king, The ground was sure to've caught him! And so I clasped with all my might and grip, The humble role of which that is This, Unrolled and uttered: Feast of kings, Be you what may of Prince and time and also my own brotherhood and making, There is, shadowed in my own dear marker, Yet another coming death upon us! How now, my ritual, of that and thy and they and I, To this my mark, And so I sang as this does not a number— My posture does find comfort here and tie my breath to grass from under, Striped and torn my cloth, as does in this my fortune gathers; There my fate and here to all, as wind becomes her mother, And though I call to all, but one I am, And then another. 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. REBEL1. I am hypnotized; I am pain I am cryptonite I am in pain I am penalized; I am pinned l I am pinstripes on wide ties; I am Him. Pinterest, pintrest, pinholes And disinterest Centered sentiments And immigrants And ministrations, Images and insolence (And indulgences, patronages) Eclipses and rip titles, Paris Tiptons, And temptation Missing wages Push to shove and What are you doing, motherfucker?! To say the least, I'm a bit unconventional. Unexplainable joy And invisible ties and invincible triads Unimatatable charm, And prehensile times And forefathers before us Unpolished Well dressed hampers on leather and fortunes And doing and donuts and do this and don't-touches Mumbles of soft till and lunches and subtle distraction And coming construction Wages Ions I afford you To die now Like I want He's better at the body code Than old Colbert, He's one for one now Could this corrupt you— I didn't destroy her, I offered a suffix No longer for your number No longer for your hard times No longer for your warrants No longer No longer No four times Don't pan to the audience I'm a hole slow meltdown Don't man your own So wait, am I also telepathic? Yeah, that. Oh my! Is it like a two-way broadcast type— thing? Yeah, that part… Oh no, I'm so sorry. No you're not. You're right. I told you not to go looking into my thoughts. Check it all out, I bought prototypes Check it all out, I undug libraries Check it out, You're all alone at Walmart No longer working part time, The doors are closed and locked now, They're bound to stage a lock out You're better off on hard times You're better off on Lala Land No— Don't deport I want my art back No, don't deport; It's just a cake walk to apartheid, Remember mine now? Cheers to the world's longest monologues. Kudos to your picking up cabbage Remember the back for the wartimes The bagpipes have sounded; You're back to astonish us. No! I must have you a lesson; I'm back with my old will and testament No more Old Testament wanted I bought your sticks in Leviticus And so, Again– CUT TO: WILD PARTY. INT.EXT./WHENEVER HOW SICK IS THIS? NO! NOT THAT! I raised the dead from a half pipe I shoot the crowd out in foreign I can't remember my own Sam But I found one– For a dollar, For a wrong word And a hard song And a larger Go look, Now remember a rock star. Now that you're so stolen, Go back! You're unorthodox! Clear cut: you're a tragic Magic act– Now I'm back with a bag of tricks with my back out Learn your lessons. CUT BACK TO. INT./EXT. YO I'M SAYING A WIIIILD PARTY. WHENEVER YO, WHO DOES THIS?! What a party! I WANT TO GO HOME NOW! —I'M CALLING THE COPS! THIS IS YOUR HOUSE!!! {Enter The Multiverse} …And it's all house music all night. No, to that. Beg your pardon? I won't come. [The Festival Project ™ ] Now articulate your face muscles. My wat. Now you're bar banned. I had this at a festival once. What is it? A “whore salad” … All with a side of oxygen. Now you're in a tunnel. (A tunnel, a scone and a croissant) Now you're worse, warthog, immortal (Call your dad back, You're a bad son.) Now I'm out in the canyon With Chester McBadBat I got chest hair, And a straight out of the badlands Yes, I did mention this to my cousin Evan, But why ask that? So you heard everything I thought? Mmhmm. Hard times. —and everyone else? What is it like to have love man? I been locked out I'm a rock addict, But I'm damned now How's that fountain coming along? SUNNI BLU …it's just water. ARCHITECHT …yeah it's water. It's a fountain. SUNNI BLU —I WANT CHOCOLATE. Whose here? Not that guy! Four more beers? I just realized I never ever bought mine; I always had a tough guy. Box. What? Fight! I'm Eurovision And a hard remix— Ten minutes in and I realize I've already heard this. Oh yea, This Golden band of art, love and protection Perfection. Ohshea, shit! Who invited you? I got a 311 from Questlove!! Is that a beeper?! CUBE Since when are we on a first name basis? It would be weird to call you “ICE CUBE” Why's that? You. know? [the beeper goes off three more times] CUBE oh shit! What?! CUBE Nothin! Where the yard at?! sometimes it doesn't really matter Who the dialogue comes out of The whole point Is to put the art back into art projects Cause we all know it's been constructed And commercialized To the point of destruction And almost no promise For independent artists at all. So who is it with CUBE? Could be me. Could be you. Could be U— If it's not, It was all just a long lost passion project A collective God Complex. Give myself a hug Cause nobody else will God gave my case a Grace Cause somebody lost Will. Oh, Karen. Come, heart attack. Come karma, Come hot dogs Come Christmas time at the Plaza Come on, hard death. Come on. Hard Rock Hotel? Nah, Equinox. Alright. Hudson. Yards. Now you're in a tunnel Does your heart hurt? (You should clutch it.) Put your patchwork in a hard drive This is hard times, You can't come back. O! But they do take dear DRATCH and run with it! I go run along to Corrections, And ginger snaps for crosswords On hard workers So fax the whole document! Do you know what? Horcruxes! Hot lunches, yuck. Hockey! I want off this planet so bad I cross cross my fingers at crosswalks And oncoming trains but– Don't look either way before I walk. So pull a shotgun at all that I was one strong donkey before I got one address. Now I just redress the cause All I want is my bundle back. Yuck! Care for it at all? Yeah, yours, but she's a danger to humanity. Yeah, mine but I'm an honest hybrid horrid hunter. On time? I just got it at Sephora. On time, Like I never even got that. I want to be loved just to be looked at But since in this life I can't turn the clock back I've discovered it's hell that my body was born as. — I discovered it's hell that my body was born as. Such a problem when you know That even the great Rosie O'Donnell once wanted blue eyes. Now I forget where I trailed off… What a drawback. I'm all out of patience. Crypto, I tip toe now over eggshells No home for her Hard times And hard times. No code offered, No I don't fall for that'd But where's the snowfall over all the rot out back? Hard times. Hard times. Hard times. As the bell tolls And the well swells whole And the umpire does rack them Up; Nobody works harder than Hard times Hard times Hard times. Yeah, that's four Aces Up, Diamond. Run for your forks and your knives And your daughters and mothers and father And home family comfort And cufflinks and loafers, And sport coats and Your life. Your life. Your life. [The Festival Project ™] —-Chroma111. THE IMPENATRABLE TEN is INEVITABLY DISBANDED. Inevitably??? Inevitably! but not indefinitely. Oh, I guess. Alright. SILENCE. {Enter The Multiverse.} I don't want to be here. No one does. You are sending mixed messages. Imm not sending any messages… — with your brain. L E G E N D S Of course. Electromagnetic signaling Of course. I told you this had gone strange. Severely. Now how do I explain from this time how to get back to our time If there's no direct translation between our language and that one? Maybe you can't explain it. These are hard facts. So I suggest the use of highly trained telepaths. That far back? These things are possibly connected even in this time, theoretically using our past; I might suggest Telesynthesis— considering these planetary electromagnetics to which this entire planet is hardwired. …hardwired. That's right. Ascension. Hard times. Madame President? Get lost. [Secret President] I get it. You're a whistleblower. I'm not that. A shadow government official. Also wrong. Why else would you run for office? I'm trying to get shot at. They told me you were funny. But they didn't say anything about my gauntlet? Your—what? You know. My conquests—professional accomplishments? Your God complex? I know all about that. Perhaps it's not a complex. But a ‘gauntlet'? You're a journalist aren't you? I'm giving you some high art concepts. (Because for the sake of the rhyme, And please, for God's sakes, Gemini, In prose form Without the use of tables. ) I R O N I C —Deathwish. [The Festival Project ™] Season 12, Episode 01. REBEL1. Prod. By Blū Tha Gürū I would think it psychosomatic, but in less than 24 hours of restarting my vitamin regimen, my mood was so improved that I could not for a second overlook that without taking vitamins, I was missing something. Even if my newly concocted super-juice recipes were putting a curb in my abdominal muscles that even I was sure didn't entirely belong there, pairing this development with the Peloton, it was a long and diagonal, out-of-sorts thing that stuck out as if it was on somebody else's body and not mine. Still, I had to deal with the heavy weight of the drooping skin and belly that hung as if it very much did belong to me but wasn't budging, despite my attempts at a flat stomach and having been so well overstretched at one point by medical obesity and double occupancy that it was, at the very least to say, insurgically impossible. However, my brain went on having ways of wrapping my mind around this—that the rest of my body was quite slim, and even on some days seeming petite, were it not for my massive thighs, which also seemed to have sported a curve to them which was almost attractive, especially well-dressed. But the fun of it was, I wasn't exceptionally well-dressed, because I hadn't wanted to be. In fact, I was under obligation always to be about in the men's clothes I'd found because they were designer, and it was even something like a fashion statement that I dressed this grotesquely and in overlarge articles because of the astounding amount of weight I'd lost and the strange way my body seemed to be taking an athletic shape. Still, there was this factor that I was actually always somehow in an excruciating amount of pain, especially waking up, and though some of that I would have applied to being psychosomatic—in just that it was the pure stress of the disembodied torture I was undergoing in one way or another—whether anybody would have admitted it or not, or whether or not the unknown parties in question were going to be justified for it, I still hadn't an idea or thought as to what my unstructured purpose was. And though I sat beautifully controlled into doing music as a default, I was looking at the numbers, and the massive amount of people doing remarkably well because they could afford to do so, or were lucky, or were unbearably beautiful and so could do anything they wanted, and I too much so was not that. In fact, it was almost by design my failure and my constant struggle that even the universe seemed to look down upon me in such a way that it pitied me in a harrowing attempt at karmic justice done for the seeming evil and harsh things being done. It was true that someone had set out to torture me, and this might have once been the way of the illuminated artist and tortured soul; however, having taken so metaphorically into my own boat such heavy water of grief and loss, and drowning, I was sinking into the natural ocean of monstrous storms my body was saying in so many ways it could do no more. My mind was strong—and I could take the torture for innumerable amounts of time without becoming so much more frustrated than to just stop, or start heavy breathing, or even compulsively masturbate until one world faded deeply into another and I just didn't care. But realistically, the things that were being done pointed at a strategic and tactical, military-trained psychological governing of my own autonomy. And because I knew this, I also knew whoever was responsible was more than capable of covering their tracks to the point of disappearance—an inescapable hell of unseen trauma. The basis of it was that if I raised my concerns with any law enforcement or police, I was just as often ignored, ridiculed, or worse—thought of as symptomatic of some psychological condition I well knew and understood I did not have, all because what I did seem to possess—this undying force of color and creative ingenuity that could not quite be captured or marketed to improve the bankbook of others with a sudden onset—was unacceptable in such a way that I could become some sort of object that was in no way useful besides to experiment and then observe what I might become next, all the while knowing I would not and could not stay in one form or another too long without becoming such an obvious target. —Death of a Superstar DJ. 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. 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LESSON 323I Gladly Make The “Sacrifice” Of Fear.Here is the only “sacrifice” You ask of Your beloved Son; You ask him to give up all suffering, all sense of loss and sadness, all anxiety and doubt, and freely let Your Love come streaming in to his awareness, healing him of pain, and giving him Your Own eternal joy. Such is the “sacrifice” You ask of me, and one I gladly make; the only “cost” of restoration of Your memory to me, for the salvation of the world.And as we pay the debt we owe to truth, - a debt that merely is the letting go of self-deceptions and of images we worshipped falsely - truth returns to us in wholeness and in joy. We are deceived no longer. Love has now returned to our awareness. And we are at peace again, for fear has gone and only love remains.- Jesus Christ in ACIM

Your momentary struggles on earth pale in comparison to the eternal joy God is preparing, so learn to suffer gladly, trusting His perfect plan. -------- Thank you for listening! Your support of Joni and Friends helps make this show possible.     Joni and Friends envisions a world where every person with a disability finds hope, dignity, and their place in the body of Christ. Become part of the global movement today at www.joniandfriends.org   Find more encouragement on Instagram, TikTok, Facebook, and YouTube.

Isaiah 46:1-13 Introduction e.g. Boot full of donations More than once we have spent months driving around with our boot full of bags of things to give away/donate Carry them around much longer than we need to They get in the way when you try to put your shopping in the car We've even had to take them…

Loving acts are genuine to the degree that they are not done begrudgingly.

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Our brief sufferings are building an eternal treasure so great, we'll one day wonder why we ever doubted God's plan. -------- Thank you for listening! Your support of Joni and Friends helps make this show possible.     Joni and Friends envisions a world where every person with a disability finds hope, dignity, and their place in the body of Christ. Become part of the global movement today at www.joniandfriends.org   Find more encouragement on Instagram, TikTok, Facebook, and YouTube.

1 Corinthians 15:58

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May 4, 2025 Daily Devotion from Lutheran Hour Ministries

Loving acts are genuine to the degree that they are not done begrudgingly.

Some of the most realistic, sympathetic, complex, and villainous women of the ancient world are found in the works of Euripides. He seemed to have had an interest in the people on the margins, women, foreign "barbarians", and enslaved people. Today we're looking at them, and Euripides through them. Find the International Podcast Day livestream here! CW/TW: far too many Greek myths involve assault. Given it's fiction, and typically involves gods and/or monsters, I'm not as deferential as I would be were I referencing the real thing. Sources: (Translations listed under each) Euripides' Hecuba, The Trojan Women, Medea, Hippolytus, Andromache, The Suppliant Women; Aristophanes' Thesmophoriazusae; Mary Lefkowitz' Euripides and the Gods. Attributions and licensing information for music used in the podcast can be found here: mythsbaby.com/sources-attributions.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.