Podcasts about Halt

Senior Cabinet Minister Chris Bishop has launched a broadside at local government at a conference in Otautahi-Christchurch.The RMA Reform and Infrastructure Minister has said councils are crying out for more from central government, but have stood in the way of growth and been unwilling to cut their own cloth, and New Zealanders are noticing. At the Local Government New Zealand opening day, Chris Bishop also announced the government is halting what it says is pointless council planning work ahead of its major shake-up of resource management laws. Otautahi reporter Timothy Brown was at the conference spoke to Melissa Chan-Green.

Today - Just days after Douglas welcomed back Mexican cattle at its port of entry for the first time in nearly two months, a fast-moving livestock parasite brought everything to a grinding halt—putting cross-border commerce, local agriculture, and animal health back on high alert.Support the show: https://www.myheraldreview.com/site/forms/subscription_services/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Was (...) sind, meine Wegzeichen, an denen ich mich orientieren kann, wenn die Stürme des Lebens mich so durchgeschüttelt haben, das ich nicht mehr weiß, wo ich bin und wo ich hin muss? Entnommen aus: Bruder Paulus "Stark durch den Wandel. Halt, Orientierung und Zuversicht in Zeiten der Veränderung", Bonifatius Verlag, Paderborn 2025

In Europa finden sich nur noch wenige Länder, in denen wir in den letzten 5 Jahren mit diesem Podcast noch nicht Halt gemacht haben. Wir sind sogar auf Malta vor Anker gegangen, waren mehrfach in der Vatikanstadt und auch in den Spielcasinos von Monaco. Und heute besuchen wir zusammen mit Harburger Anzeigen und Nachrichten vom 15. Juli 1925 Andorra, die parlamentarische Monarchie, in der formal ein in der Welt einzigartiges Ko-Fürstentum, eine Doppelherrschaft besteht. Staatsoberhaupt sind in gleichem Maße der Bischof des spanischen Urgell (lesen als Urchell) und der französische Staatspräsident. Diese Tatsache, dass die Staatsoberhäupter außerhalb des Landes leben, hat wohl auch zu falschen Annahmen der Verfasserin oder des Verfassers dieses Artikels geführt, wird doch kurzerhand das spanische Urgell zu der Hauptstadt Andorras gemacht. Wie sich das Leben in dem Land ohne Steuerbeamte und Polizei gestaltete, weiß Frank Riede, der sich über die Gebirgspfade hineingewagt hat.

Today - Just days after Douglas welcomed back Mexican cattle at its port of entry for the first time in nearly two months, a fast-moving livestock parasite brought everything to a grinding halt—putting cross-border commerce, local agriculture, and animal health back on high alert.Support the show: https://www.myheraldreview.com/site/forms/subscription_services/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Michael Siehl begleitet Menschen auf dem Weg zu mehr Klarheit, Ausdruck und innerer Ausrichtung – mit einem besonderen Fokus auf die Wirkung von Farben im kreativen Coachingprozess. Als systemisch ausgebildeter Coach mit künstlerischem Hintergrund kombiniert er gestalterische Methoden mit praxiserprobten Tools aus der Persönlichkeitsentwicklung. Sein Ansatz: lösungsorientiert, visuell, wirkungsvoll.Was ihn besonders macht: Michael weiß aus eigener Erfahrung, wie kraftvoll kreative Prozesse sein können. Viele Jahre arbeitete er als Zahlenmensch und Führungskraft in einer Sparkasse – rational, strukturiert, leistungsorientiert. Erst eine persönliche Krise brachte ihn aus der Balance und stellte vieles infrage. In dieser schwierigen Lebensphase fand er überraschend Halt und Orientierung durch den Kontakt mit Farben. Was zunächst als Ausdrucksform begann, wurde zu einem Weg innerer Klärung – und später zu seiner Berufung.Heute unterstützt er Einzelpersonen, Teams und Führungskräfte dabei, mit ähnlichen Herausforderungen umzugehen – sei es in beruflichen Umbruchsituationen, beim Auflösen von Blockaden oder zur Stärkung der eigenen Präsenz. Die gezielte Arbeit mit Farbe dient dabei nicht nur als Ausdrucksmittel, sondern als strategisches Werkzeug zur emotionalen Klärung.Michael Siehl steht für strukturiertes Denken, klare Kommunikation und eine kreative, doch alltagsnahe Herangehensweise. Seine Angebote richten sich an Menschen, die neue Perspektiven suchen – und den Mut haben, sich auf ungewohnte, aber wirkungsvolle Impulse einzulassen.Mehr zu Michael Siehl findest du unter: https://expertenportal.com/michael-siehl Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

The state budget is complete, but really not finished. Pam Jahnke finds out how crafting this state budget took a turn when the federal "Big Beautiful Bill" was being crafted at the same time. State Senator Pat Testin is vice chair of the Joint Finance Committee. He also serves as chair of the Senate Agriculture and Revenue Committee. He tells Jahnke that there were conversations or compromise throughout the statehouse, but there are items that are left to be dealt with.Some severe weather overnight in extreme southern Wisconsin gets the attention of Stu Muck. Weekend weather should be friendly for crowds at county fairs.Scouting is the tool of choice right now for Dean Ebert, product manager at Helena Agri's location in West Bend. Ebert says that they're pulling plant samples to see what plants want in this critical phase of growth. Paid for by Helena Agri.USDA has filed a lawsuit against the state of California alleging that their Proposition 12 requiring cage free egg production is unconstitutional. USDA Secretary Brooke Rollins explained the details.In rural Wisconsin, residents can call 911 but may wait as much as an hour for emergency staff to respond. It's a dire situation that James Small with the Office of Rural Health is drawing attention to. A recent survey of fire chiefs statewide showed that 85% of rural fire departments depend entirely on volunteers. Small says there's also expense! Not just the staff, but also the equipment. Small says the average fire engine truck once cost around $400,000. Today he says that same rig can go over a million dollars in expense. That's a lot of money for rural communities to generate. Stephanie Hoff delivers the details.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Plötzliche Schicksalsschläge können jeden treffen – auch gläubige Menschen. Wer auf Christus vertraut, findet Halt, auch wenn die Wellen über dem eigenen Leben zusammenschlagen.

Send us a textDer sechzger.de Talk Nummer 219 beschäftigt sich mit dem absolvierten Trainingslager des TSV 1860 München im österreichischen Ulrichsberg. Ingesamt drei Testspiele absolvierten die Löwen vor Ort, vor allem aber stehen die Organisatoren in der aktuellen Folge im Mittelpunkt. Christoph hat das Trainingslager mit vielen Helferinnen und Helfern ehrenamtlich organisiert und wird dazu ausführlich von Jan und Christian befragt.Ismaik-Nachfolger und der Wechsel von Marco HillerZunächst einmal machen die aktuellen Geschehnisse natürlich nicht Halt vor dem sechzger.de Talk, der aktuell in seine Ausgabe 219 geht. Jan und Christian unterhalten sich dabei mit Christoph und zu Beginn dreht sich alles um den Nachfolger von Hasan Ismaik als Gesellschafter beim TSV 1860 München. Viele Gerüchte sind bislang bekannt, eine offizielle Bestätigung oder gar Vorstellung gab es bislang noch nicht. Außerdem äußert sich Christian kurz zum Wechsel von Marco Hiller nach Belgien.Das Trainingslager des TSV 1860 - organisiert von Christoph & Co.Dann aber geht es auch schon um das Hauptthema der aktuellen Folge, nämlich das Trainingslager im österreichischen Ulrichsberg. Christoph Wohlmut hat dieses maßgeblich initiiert und dann auch mitorganisiert. Er erzählt zunächst von den Anfängen und wie es überhaupt dazu kam, dass der TSV 1860 München sein Trainingslager in Oberösterreich absolvierte. Jan und Christian befragen ihn dann zu diversen Themen rund um die vergangenen Tage. Aus sportlicher Sicht wird vor allem die Testspiel-Niederlage gegen Slovan Liberec diskutiert, da Christian für diese Partie nach Ulrichsberg gereist ist. Christoph betont immer wieder, wie wichtig ihm und seinem Team war, dass auch die Fans eine schöne Zeit vor Ort haben können. Ebenfalls in einem besonderen Fokus standen die Kinder und Jugendlichen, beispielsweise war bis zum Alter von 15 Jahren freier Eintritt bei den Testspielen.Der TSV 1860 und Ulrichsberg - das klingt aktuell nach einer tollen Erfolgsgeschichte, die sich möglicherweise nächstes Jahr wiederholen wird...Der sechzger.de Talk 219 als Video und PodcastOb Video oder Audio - den sechzger.de Talk gibts für Auge und/oder Ohr. Um keine Folge zu verpassen, könnt Ihr uns natürlich gerne auf YouTube bzw. diversen Podcast-Plattformen abonnieren:SpotifyApple PodcastsSelbstverständlich freuen wir uns auch über jede positive Bewertung, über Kommentare und über Eure Verbesserungsvorschläge.Vielen Dank für Zuhören! Wir freuen uns, wenn ihr uns abonniert und natürlich auf eure Bewertungen sowie Rückmeldungen :-)Hier gehts zur Homepage von sechzger.de! So könnt ihr unsere Arbeit unterstützen. Der sechzger.de Talk auf Youtube

In dieser Special Ausgabe vom Reality TV Check besprechen wir die dritte Folge der neuen Staffel Prominent Getrennt, die seit dem 01. Juli auf RTL+ läuft. Was ist seit dem Einzug in Südafrika passiert? Wer gewinnt im Armdrücken? Und was erfahren wir bei der Zeit zu Zweit von Giuliano und Ariel? Wir freuen uns über eure Nachrichten auf ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ 

Until the scripture of meditation, the sound will be muted in order to protect our congregation's privacy. The Scripture for Meditation and the Scripture Reading will be posted below.

Until the scripture of meditation, the sound will be muted in order to protect our congregation's privacy. The Scripture for Meditation and the Scripture Reading will be posted below.

Until the scripture of meditation, the sound will be muted in order to protect our congregation's privacy. The Scripture for Meditation and the Scripture Reading will be posted below.

Dermot Liddy spoke to Tiernan Lynch after the game.

Mit Wohnmobil Bob um die Welt – Stephi und Ben von Weltenbummlerkids erzählen

AP correspondent Julie Walker reports on a judge's order in California temporarily halting some ICE crackdowns while a lawsuit moves forward.

Die Nominierung von Frauke Brosius-Gersdorf für das Bundesverfassungsgericht wird zur handfesten Krise für die Regierung. Hatte die Union gegen alle Widerstände auf ein Durchziehen der Wahl gesetzt, erfolgte am Freitag die Kehrtwende. Um Gründe und Hintergründe der Absage geht es in „Machtwechsel“. Dabei sprechen Dagmar Rosenfeld und Robin Alexander unter anderem über die Versäumnisse von Unions-Fraktionschef Jens Spahn, verpasste Möglichkeiten der Pendeldiplomatie und historische Fälle, bei denen Unstimmigkeiten noch ganz ohne Skandal gelöst werden konnten. Redaktion: Antonia Beckermann, Wim Orth Produktion: Marvin Schwarz Das neue Buch von Robin Alexander „Letzte Chance – Der neue Kanzler und der Kampf um die Demokratie“ ist im Siedler Verlag erschienen und unter [diesem Link](https://www.amazon.de/Letzte-Chance-Kanzler-Kampf-Demokratie/dp/3827502004/ref=sr_1_1?crid=32A9KE4352TB8&dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.OAqH9DmF61NGhcP8mz9AHKFXBBUb1YprUud3G81JL_0cphxBCiZKbUpCMvtC-gHp2XSwaXQOK8Aur_SoTn8IUhxFZ2VWvl62hTo_2rEMxTfih2zj-esb_Yv_M7fg0vli3pECLtW5HCWpLWMWJsNfkUsfSsezmx1ke15fZXsFXrStzU0mJKTKrPVEd0MkPQYYSm_EVvYWzQIgaAzs2X3W5-haTe64J_hzB8GXBcOG3AY.1sT77TD8InnSHEg4btKCPKoWysESastLOsFuidaLod8&dib_tag=se&keywords=letzte+chance+robin+alexander&qid=1750251559&sprefix=letzte+chance+%2Caps%2C84&sr=8-1) erhältlich. Wir freuen uns über Feedback an machtwechsel@welt.de Impressum: https://www.welt.de/services/article7893735/Impressum.html Datenschutz: https://www.welt.de/services/article157550705/Datenschutzerklaerung-WELT-DIGITAL.html

Pools of blood, And pools of dust, And fools, and fools, and fools Pools of love, And pools of list And tools and tools, and tools Pools of us, And Pools of hours And palms of pools D'hors Pools of plants, And pools of listen Pools and Pools and Pools Now, for us, what's at stake has come upon us For whether which now or ever ties have made for us to burn; Ne'er mistake there lust for listens and of ponders, Waterfalls of love and feathers, wanders Ties to honor stars and fore of fathers Almost lost it, there, I– Almost gathered, therefore. [ ] So to us who part ties, Of tied knots and of stomach's wrench To nourish shadows as remains her honor, I, depart my once, I, as flocking doves, The twist'of fated never Bare I fear or fonder Where, where, for again (bare tied as to none) and again wakes as has but not in time, to grove– The box I paved and yet, Set aside not as slabs of stone Or ash and fire But there i wake In cedar pine and oak The turn of slumber as the glow of what I once did not know, Now has shined against My eyes as water Luminescence Oh Goddamnit. Peaking pride, the oath Again i wait and ne'er did I come, but forth I woke, and also thought Not one but worlds of color, And there i know, to heart the seas I parted Not shallow or in shallows waking, red as scarlet blood but mauve, and then, the coping stays of which I gathered here has Agape and aching, wet with pride and courage Forefront others As thought to know, I, And I become, as known, now not and. “All White World” Our ENSEMBLE awakens slowly in the void of light; an all white space seemingly endless and drenched in blinding light; slowly awakening as if upon a cloud, and yet, washed in the drenched brightness of an all white world–familiar and together, but also new; The uniformity of all white attire and the simplicity of symmetry–all alike but of many and also one. I promise there's pancakes; I promise there's porridge I primise there's light at the end of the tunnel (the end of the night and beginning of brunch) And yes, I promise a run And a run for the office (not by far) And not unpardoned I promise to pray And I promise to wait And i promise to ache In the acres I've laid Made of all green pastures And days and days Without saying my name Pass us over Now…. Hiatus, Hiatus, Hiatus! My maples for all of us, cornbread And cream of the coconut (cream of the coconut) Screams from the underworld (Calling! They're calling) And trees of the very best kind; Plush with fruits What a prosperous product A merciless giving A scrupulous foreign (For four eyes, not one on my forehead) –policy! Don't you know, Conan, That all this goes over my– Over my over– Over my Over my head, –like a snowball? Don't you know, though, That nothing goes over his– Over his over– Over his Over his head –no one throws that high! (Not in softball!) ENSEMBLE What an apocalypse! What an apocalypse! What a protocol! What a dunce! What an oddball! Don't you know Nothing goes over Goes over Goes over us Nothing goes over us Nothing goes over Nothing goes over No bombs being dropped And the worst has to come because Nobody's turning this off; It's a turning point Not a mantra! It's a saga And nothing less short than a– Awful apocalypse; Long hiatus and no-low doses of Polymorohypothesis– Whatever that is! Don't you know, Conan, They're all going wrong with us. No, There's no knowing the coat From the hotbox, the hoot from the horus, the laugh from the chopsticks, The room full of products Or coatrooms of corpses No, There's no knowing us But out of nowhere The hour comes running upon us, And so The show must go on The show must go on The show must go…. DIRECTOR CUT! WHAT! That was FABULOUS! I don't disagree with you. However– What is it now? A MAN hangs by nothing but seemingly a very tightly buckled pair of restraints, above his head–the source of the object from which he hangs unknown, he appears to almost float, in fact, in quite the sufferable struggle. Holy fuck, guy. You're still up here? The VOICE comes from above but is yet unseen, it appears as though two very tidy clean white tennis shoes appear to be holding the straps of these restraints in place. CONT'D That's amazing. No false ties, And no hard wars, And no jolly ranchers, Gob stoppers, or nerf ropes. No fruit roll ups, No lunchables, or gushers No hamburger helper And no candy crush Just Drugs And more Drugs And more Drugs and more Morons Donuts, and drag queens, Tim Hortons, And Mormons; Mothballs, and Roaches, And horseflies, And rodents – Now guess which long road you're on (guess which long road you're on) Guess which long road you're aaaaahhhhhh– HALT. Who goes there. What the fuck is THIS. Finally, two acts past intermission, The troll under the bridge has put his cancer in remission The redactions have acted as class-action warfare, McDonalds has sponsored us, But barely. Look: just. No. I'm not endorsing this. Why. Because! It's killing people! Shh! It is! He–'s uh–joking. Actors! Improvising! Hush. Left and right! Speaking of left and right– You know who our sponsors are, right? Of coure! This nonsense! No! The– Shh–! –Owners of this product. Beg your pardon. Do you know who owns this brand and company? No. Well, do your research. Immediately. I highly recommend that. This seems serious. Serious as a heart attack. ACTION! Fuck you! Nuhhhhh–fuck you, you fucking fuck! Look, you lost, alright. Ughhhhhh. It's three to one. Three to one?! Yes. Fuck. Wait a–wait– What. Aren't there five of you guys? What? Huh-huh? No. Yes. There are. No. There's. Why. Five–of us–four of us You're lying. One, two, three *hiccups* four– Strike force “five”? I'm two guys! FUCK. We're missing one. Fuck. They figured us out. I figured out nothing. I'm drunk. I Fluffed. just know the difference–s between Five and One What. Four and Five! okay . Fuck. Well that's right. Well can't we just do it with us. NO! Why not. Because. the singularity has to be in the exact circumstance when this lightning strikes as the first one was. But– That's impossible. It's not–*hiccups*--umpossible. I was 9! “9 and a half!” “The half counts.” But not right now! Because i'm like a 60 year old guy! What! Gross. You're 60?! I think so! Then how old am I!?! I don't know! How old were you before!? I'm your brother! You don't know how old I am!? You're not my brother now, so maybe–I don't know–you never were! *gasps* take that bacK! [The boys fight amongst eachother] Fuck me, man. No thank you. What in the fuck did I write. I don't know but. CUT TO Ooh. Dice. DON'T TOUCH *poof* ENTER THE MULTIVERSE: L E G E N D S “The Magic Dice” (A Triad) NICE. FUCK yOu DUDE. nO fuck U U dElEETED My WRLD. THen is must not have been that great. *exaggerateD gasp* *even more exaggerated gasp* *Fluffs* *fluffs harder* *explodes* [The Festival Project ™ ] MEANWHILE The Aliens Are On A Pirate Ship, There's Still No Sign of [Redacted] and that's what this beat is called. -U. iS this a montage? Idk it just seems like a ship sinking in very slow motion. [A pirate ship full of aliens is sinking in very slow motion in a thunderous maelstrom.] (in IMAX 3D) Wow. I like that. This is fascinating. JIMMY KIMMEL is pacing relentlessly; he is driving the other hosts up a wall. KIMMEL I'm hungry, I want pants. I'm hungry– I want pants– Jimmy... KIMMEL I'm hungry– Jimmy! KIMMEL I want pants! JIMMY! KIMMEL WHAT! I'M HUNGRY AND I WANT PANTS! Oh, is that when— CRAIG FURGUSON has had enough. CRAIG You want bloody pants! KIMMEL YES! I WANT PANTS! CRAIG You know what! Fine! I'll make you some fucking pants if you just–shut UP! KIMMEL AND I'M HUNGRY. CRAIG FIRST THINGS FIRST! CRAIG FURGUSON assembles some very eclectic pants from the drapery inside the mansion; this of course reveals the windows to be boarded up in a highly distinct bunker-like maximum security prison-ish fashion, but THE HOSTS at the very least now have makeshift pants; which are startlingly fashionable: read: bohemian chic. Why do mine have beads still attached? He pulls the decorative ripchord and his fly opens promptly. Oh. CRAIG FURGUSON For emergencies. He continues pulling it in sequence with the matching lamp; he alternates turning the lights on and off and opening and shutting his pants flap in admiration. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D In case you really have to go. (Facinated) Ooh! CRAIG FURGUSON is satisfied with his work. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D I guess you could say, “The curtains match the drapes” CONAN O'BRIEN (beat) …not mine. {Enter The Multiverse} Fearsome, fearsome friends– Fearsome fearsome few Fearsome fearsome tears Listen whispers Fearsome twin Silly hollows All the lies All that waits is Hollywood and chosen five at ends of times All that waits are kings and wisdom All that knows are far, and farther All that needs is nothing, lessons All that fears is our kind Waiting. Shallow. Whispers, Gaining, Hornets nests and looming , gifted Shadow watchers Our time Farrows, Listen, Glistening as sparrows, Gifted– Kill God, There remains a far price There remains a far cry A call to wolves A false time The fabric is losts on Ghosts and Carry trains, Wishes and Tilted, Whisperers Before our Galaxy of Hard times and Wishes, Wishes, Wilting, Flowers, Waiting, Waiting And Waiting And Waiting And wanting but watching The water Gallons Fly up The wanted Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Far cries, Far cry Fear twins, have shattered To notice us Chatterbox Listens and Life turns and Waiting and Galaxies Gallantly Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Waiting And Waiting And Waiting and Water. We're watching you. An ACHINGLY TALL red-headed fellow finds himself in a FIGHT TO THE DEATH, being cast over eons and decades, and cascaded in and our of portals throughout the ever-infinite dimensional portals of unknown realms as his grasp on life itself and reality begins to fade as he crosses in and out of parallels, one galaxy to the next and one lifetime to another, gripping death and darkness in one hand and light and living in the other. In this bloody brawl, scrawling across an expanse of unknown and unknowable times and realms, this mystic remains still yet as infinite and omniscient in himself as the Gods he looks to for mercy, as the journey has been known to become of these very same deities in its context and process. A folding timeline of blood and sacrifice melds itself into the rope of the materiel worlds; not one fabric of time but many twisted and woven fibers into one rope from which he climbs into the ranks of the upperworld–or heaven, then also slipping seemingly sometimes into the depths of the underworld, a Hell known to all man as this, existence not as one but many consumed in the shadow processes of wickedness and torture, war amongst one another, and the well known humanities of pride, faith, justice and wealth. …this is supposed to be Conan? Uhh… “Achingly tall red-head?” yeah I guess. –O'Brien? [beat] He seems capable. Don't pity me, For not I weep of our pride on doorsteps not allowed, But for the grace and hope of fortune in another world i've known But lest forgotten; Do not feign me for my ignorance in desire, For I am not of man, or woman, or grain, or stone But of the world itself and all ire. (Don't doubt me.) To be cruel not those who pass judgement That weighs in this way or that is utmost critical, In this the end of times and now the end of my desires, And yet the way that I have known, And the offer I have rung Is not here, but elsewhere. And yea, I walk alone. Amen. What the fuck does this have to do with show hosts. Almost always Irish Catholic Almost Always clothed in robes Almost Always fathers, aren't I? Almost always old, of Rome. Almost always birds of feather Almost always sticks and stones Almost always on the airwaves Almost always silver, gold Slither, Slither, Here i wait And Slither slither, Here I came And whether she will slit her wrists Is neither here Nor either there It's a comfort that I offer you to slaughter; That you'd rather not to love but instead murder– I'd be better off to love, then kill you after, Course, tarantula, or just as well, a spider. It's a comfort that I offer you to kill me; Lay my head upon a sanded wooden platter– That you'd rather me to say I'd kill than love you– So I rather just to love, then murder after. Woah. Good to God, God ought to know. I close my palms together full of laughter, So. Good to God, God ought to know, I sacrified my life for ever after. So far. Good to God, God ought to know, That all he wants, I want My heart is surely shattered. Now what. Good as God, God ought to know, That all I want becomes; The looking glass, The wishing well, The cross to bare The shepherd to the pasture. Amen. Omen. All men. Want none. But one. But– So. [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS W E L C O M E -Ū. Copyright The Festival Project, Inc. ™ & The Complex Collective © 2015-2025 All Rights Reserved B A C K Tales of A Superstar DJ

Pools of blood, And pools of dust, And fools, and fools, and fools Pools of love, And pools of list And tools and tools, and tools Pools of us, And Pools of hours And palms of pools D'hors Pools of plants, And pools of listen Pools and Pools and Pools Now, for us, what's at stake has come upon us For whether which now or ever ties have made for us to burn; Ne'er mistake there lust for listens and of ponders, Waterfalls of love and feathers, wanders Ties to honor stars and fore of fathers Almost lost it, there, I– Almost gathered, therefore. [ ] So to us who part ties, Of tied knots and of stomach's wrench To nourish shadows as remains her honor, I, depart my once, I, as flocking doves, The twist'of fated never Bare I fear or fonder Where, where, for again (bare tied as to none) and again wakes as has but not in time, to grove– The box I paved and yet, Set aside not as slabs of stone Or ash and fire But there i wake In cedar pine and oak The turn of slumber as the glow of what I once did not know, Now has shined against My eyes as water Luminescence Oh Goddamnit. Peaking pride, the oath Again i wait and ne'er did I come, but forth I woke, and also thought Not one but worlds of color, And there i know, to heart the seas I parted Not shallow or in shallows waking, red as scarlet blood but mauve, and then, the coping stays of which I gathered here has Agape and aching, wet with pride and courage Forefront others As thought to know, I, And I become, as known, now not and. “All White World” Our ENSEMBLE awakens slowly in the void of light; an all white space seemingly endless and drenched in blinding light; slowly awakening as if upon a cloud, and yet, washed in the drenched brightness of an all white world–familiar and together, but also new; The uniformity of all white attire and the simplicity of symmetry–all alike but of many and also one. I promise there's pancakes; I promise there's porridge I primise there's light at the end of the tunnel (the end of the night and beginning of brunch) And yes, I promise a run And a run for the office (not by far) And not unpardoned I promise to pray And I promise to wait And i promise to ache In the acres I've laid Made of all green pastures And days and days Without saying my name Pass us over Now…. Hiatus, Hiatus, Hiatus! My maples for all of us, cornbread And cream of the coconut (cream of the coconut) Screams from the underworld (Calling! They're calling) And trees of the very best kind; Plush with fruits What a prosperous product A merciless giving A scrupulous foreign (For four eyes, not one on my forehead) –policy! Don't you know, Conan, That all this goes over my– Over my over– Over my Over my head, –like a snowball? Don't you know, though, That nothing goes over his– Over his over– Over his Over his head –no one throws that high! (Not in softball!) ENSEMBLE What an apocalypse! What an apocalypse! What a protocol! What a dunce! What an oddball! Don't you know Nothing goes over Goes over Goes over us Nothing goes over us Nothing goes over Nothing goes over No bombs being dropped And the worst has to come because Nobody's turning this off; It's a turning point Not a mantra! It's a saga And nothing less short than a– Awful apocalypse; Long hiatus and no-low doses of Polymorohypothesis– Whatever that is! Don't you know, Conan, They're all going wrong with us. No, There's no knowing the coat From the hotbox, the hoot from the horus, the laugh from the chopsticks, The room full of products Or coatrooms of corpses No, There's no knowing us But out of nowhere The hour comes running upon us, And so The show must go on The show must go on The show must go…. DIRECTOR CUT! WHAT! That was FABULOUS! I don't disagree with you. However– What is it now? A MAN hangs by nothing but seemingly a very tightly buckled pair of restraints, above his head–the source of the object from which he hangs unknown, he appears to almost float, in fact, in quite the sufferable struggle. Holy fuck, guy. You're still up here? The VOICE comes from above but is yet unseen, it appears as though two very tidy clean white tennis shoes appear to be holding the straps of these restraints in place. CONT'D That's amazing. No false ties, And no hard wars, And no jolly ranchers, Gob stoppers, or nerf ropes. No fruit roll ups, No lunchables, or gushers No hamburger helper And no candy crush Just Drugs And more Drugs And more Drugs and more Morons Donuts, and drag queens, Tim Hortons, And Mormons; Mothballs, and Roaches, And horseflies, And rodents – Now guess which long road you're on (guess which long road you're on) Guess which long road you're aaaaahhhhhh– HALT. Who goes there. What the fuck is THIS. Finally, two acts past intermission, The troll under the bridge has put his cancer in remission The redactions have acted as class-action warfare, McDonalds has sponsored us, But barely. Look: just. No. I'm not endorsing this. Why. Because! It's killing people! Shh! It is! He–'s uh–joking. Actors! Improvising! Hush. Left and right! Speaking of left and right– You know who our sponsors are, right? Of coure! This nonsense! No! The– Shh–! –Owners of this product. Beg your pardon. Do you know who owns this brand and company? No. Well, do your research. Immediately. I highly recommend that. This seems serious. Serious as a heart attack. ACTION! Fuck you! Nuhhhhh–fuck you, you fucking fuck! Look, you lost, alright. Ughhhhhh. It's three to one. Three to one?! Yes. Fuck. Wait a–wait– What. Aren't there five of you guys? What? Huh-huh? No. Yes. There are. No. There's. Why. Five–of us–four of us You're lying. One, two, three *hiccups* four– Strike force “five”? I'm two guys! FUCK. We're missing one. Fuck. They figured us out. I figured out nothing. I'm drunk. I Fluffed. just know the difference–s between Five and One What. Four and Five! okay . Fuck. Well that's right. Well can't we just do it with us. NO! Why not. Because. the singularity has to be in the exact circumstance when this lightning strikes as the first one was. But– That's impossible. It's not–*hiccups*--umpossible. I was 9! “9 and a half!” “The half counts.” But not right now! Because i'm like a 60 year old guy! What! Gross. You're 60?! I think so! Then how old am I!?! I don't know! How old were you before!? I'm your brother! You don't know how old I am!? You're not my brother now, so maybe–I don't know–you never were! *gasps* take that bacK! [The boys fight amongst eachother] Fuck me, man. No thank you. What in the fuck did I write. I don't know but. CUT TO Ooh. Dice. DON'T TOUCH *poof* ENTER THE MULTIVERSE: L E G E N D S “The Magic Dice” (A Triad) NICE. FUCK yOu DUDE. nO fuck U U dElEETED My WRLD. THen is must not have been that great. *exaggerateD gasp* *even more exaggerated gasp* *Fluffs* *fluffs harder* *explodes* [The Festival Project ™ ] MEANWHILE The Aliens Are On A Pirate Ship, There's Still No Sign of [Redacted] and that's what this beat is called. -U. iS this a montage? Idk it just seems like a ship sinking in very slow motion. [A pirate ship full of aliens is sinking in very slow motion in a thunderous maelstrom.] (in IMAX 3D) Wow. I like that. This is fascinating. JIMMY KIMMEL is pacing relentlessly; he is driving the other hosts up a wall. KIMMEL I'm hungry, I want pants. I'm hungry– I want pants– Jimmy... KIMMEL I'm hungry– Jimmy! KIMMEL I want pants! JIMMY! KIMMEL WHAT! I'M HUNGRY AND I WANT PANTS! Oh, is that when— CRAIG FURGUSON has had enough. CRAIG You want bloody pants! KIMMEL YES! I WANT PANTS! CRAIG You know what! Fine! I'll make you some fucking pants if you just–shut UP! KIMMEL AND I'M HUNGRY. CRAIG FIRST THINGS FIRST! CRAIG FURGUSON assembles some very eclectic pants from the drapery inside the mansion; this of course reveals the windows to be boarded up in a highly distinct bunker-like maximum security prison-ish fashion, but THE HOSTS at the very least now have makeshift pants; which are startlingly fashionable: read: bohemian chic. Why do mine have beads still attached? He pulls the decorative ripchord and his fly opens promptly. Oh. CRAIG FURGUSON For emergencies. He continues pulling it in sequence with the matching lamp; he alternates turning the lights on and off and opening and shutting his pants flap in admiration. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D In case you really have to go. (Facinated) Ooh! CRAIG FURGUSON is satisfied with his work. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D I guess you could say, “The curtains match the drapes” CONAN O'BRIEN (beat) …not mine. {Enter The Multiverse} Fearsome, fearsome friends– Fearsome fearsome few Fearsome fearsome tears Listen whispers Fearsome twin Silly hollows All the lies All that waits is Hollywood and chosen five at ends of times All that waits are kings and wisdom All that knows are far, and farther All that needs is nothing, lessons All that fears is our kind Waiting. Shallow. Whispers, Gaining, Hornets nests and looming , gifted Shadow watchers Our time Farrows, Listen, Glistening as sparrows, Gifted– Kill God, There remains a far price There remains a far cry A call to wolves A false time The fabric is losts on Ghosts and Carry trains, Wishes and Tilted, Whisperers Before our Galaxy of Hard times and Wishes, Wishes, Wilting, Flowers, Waiting, Waiting And Waiting And Waiting And wanting but watching The water Gallons Fly up The wanted Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Far cries, Far cry Fear twins, have shattered To notice us Chatterbox Listens and Life turns and Waiting and Galaxies Gallantly Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Waiting And Waiting And Waiting and Water. We're watching you. An ACHINGLY TALL red-headed fellow finds himself in a FIGHT TO THE DEATH, being cast over eons and decades, and cascaded in and our of portals throughout the ever-infinite dimensional portals of unknown realms as his grasp on life itself and reality begins to fade as he crosses in and out of parallels, one galaxy to the next and one lifetime to another, gripping death and darkness in one hand and light and living in the other. In this bloody brawl, scrawling across an expanse of unknown and unknowable times and realms, this mystic remains still yet as infinite and omniscient in himself as the Gods he looks to for mercy, as the journey has been known to become of these very same deities in its context and process. A folding timeline of blood and sacrifice melds itself into the rope of the materiel worlds; not one fabric of time but many twisted and woven fibers into one rope from which he climbs into the ranks of the upperworld–or heaven, then also slipping seemingly sometimes into the depths of the underworld, a Hell known to all man as this, existence not as one but many consumed in the shadow processes of wickedness and torture, war amongst one another, and the well known humanities of pride, faith, justice and wealth. …this is supposed to be Conan? Uhh… “Achingly tall red-head?” yeah I guess. –O'Brien? [beat] He seems capable. Don't pity me, For not I weep of our pride on doorsteps not allowed, But for the grace and hope of fortune in another world i've known But lest forgotten; Do not feign me for my ignorance in desire, For I am not of man, or woman, or grain, or stone But of the world itself and all ire. (Don't doubt me.) To be cruel not those who pass judgement That weighs in this way or that is utmost critical, In this the end of times and now the end of my desires, And yet the way that I have known, And the offer I have rung Is not here, but elsewhere. And yea, I walk alone. Amen. What the fuck does this have to do with show hosts. Almost always Irish Catholic Almost Always clothed in robes Almost Always fathers, aren't I? Almost always old, of Rome. Almost always birds of feather Almost always sticks and stones Almost always on the airwaves Almost always silver, gold Slither, Slither, Here i wait And Slither slither, Here I came And whether she will slit her wrists Is neither here Nor either there It's a comfort that I offer you to slaughter; That you'd rather not to love but instead murder– I'd be better off to love, then kill you after, Course, tarantula, or just as well, a spider. It's a comfort that I offer you to kill me; Lay my head upon a sanded wooden platter– That you'd rather me to say I'd kill than love you– So I rather just to love, then murder after. Woah. Good to God, God ought to know. I close my palms together full of laughter, So. Good to God, God ought to know, I sacrified my life for ever after. So far. Good to God, God ought to know, That all he wants, I want My heart is surely shattered. Now what. Good as God, God ought to know, That all I want becomes; The looking glass, The wishing well, The cross to bare The shepherd to the pasture. Amen. Omen. All men. Want none. But one. But– So. [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS W E L C O M E -Ū. Copyright The Festival Project, Inc. ™ & The Complex Collective © 2015-2025 All Rights Reserved B A C K Tales of A Superstar DJ

Pools of blood, And pools of dust, And fools, and fools, and fools Pools of love, And pools of list And tools and tools, and tools Pools of us, And Pools of hours And palms of pools D'hors Pools of plants, And pools of listen Pools and Pools and Pools Now, for us, what's at stake has come upon us For whether which now or ever ties have made for us to burn; Ne'er mistake there lust for listens and of ponders, Waterfalls of love and feathers, wanders Ties to honor stars and fore of fathers Almost lost it, there, I– Almost gathered, therefore. [ ] So to us who part ties, Of tied knots and of stomach's wrench To nourish shadows as remains her honor, I, depart my once, I, as flocking doves, The twist'of fated never Bare I fear or fonder Where, where, for again (bare tied as to none) and again wakes as has but not in time, to grove– The box I paved and yet, Set aside not as slabs of stone Or ash and fire But there i wake In cedar pine and oak The turn of slumber as the glow of what I once did not know, Now has shined against My eyes as water Luminescence Oh Goddamnit. Peaking pride, the oath Again i wait and ne'er did I come, but forth I woke, and also thought Not one but worlds of color, And there i know, to heart the seas I parted Not shallow or in shallows waking, red as scarlet blood but mauve, and then, the coping stays of which I gathered here has Agape and aching, wet with pride and courage Forefront others As thought to know, I, And I become, as known, now not and. “All White World” Our ENSEMBLE awakens slowly in the void of light; an all white space seemingly endless and drenched in blinding light; slowly awakening as if upon a cloud, and yet, washed in the drenched brightness of an all white world–familiar and together, but also new; The uniformity of all white attire and the simplicity of symmetry–all alike but of many and also one. I promise there's pancakes; I promise there's porridge I primise there's light at the end of the tunnel (the end of the night and beginning of brunch) And yes, I promise a run And a run for the office (not by far) And not unpardoned I promise to pray And I promise to wait And i promise to ache In the acres I've laid Made of all green pastures And days and days Without saying my name Pass us over Now…. Hiatus, Hiatus, Hiatus! My maples for all of us, cornbread And cream of the coconut (cream of the coconut) Screams from the underworld (Calling! They're calling) And trees of the very best kind; Plush with fruits What a prosperous product A merciless giving A scrupulous foreign (For four eyes, not one on my forehead) –policy! Don't you know, Conan, That all this goes over my– Over my over– Over my Over my head, –like a snowball? Don't you know, though, That nothing goes over his– Over his over– Over his Over his head –no one throws that high! (Not in softball!) ENSEMBLE What an apocalypse! What an apocalypse! What a protocol! What a dunce! What an oddball! Don't you know Nothing goes over Goes over Goes over us Nothing goes over us Nothing goes over Nothing goes over No bombs being dropped And the worst has to come because Nobody's turning this off; It's a turning point Not a mantra! It's a saga And nothing less short than a– Awful apocalypse; Long hiatus and no-low doses of Polymorohypothesis– Whatever that is! Don't you know, Conan, They're all going wrong with us. No, There's no knowing the coat From the hotbox, the hoot from the horus, the laugh from the chopsticks, The room full of products Or coatrooms of corpses No, There's no knowing us But out of nowhere The hour comes running upon us, And so The show must go on The show must go on The show must go…. DIRECTOR CUT! WHAT! That was FABULOUS! I don't disagree with you. However– What is it now? A MAN hangs by nothing but seemingly a very tightly buckled pair of restraints, above his head–the source of the object from which he hangs unknown, he appears to almost float, in fact, in quite the sufferable struggle. Holy fuck, guy. You're still up here? The VOICE comes from above but is yet unseen, it appears as though two very tidy clean white tennis shoes appear to be holding the straps of these restraints in place. CONT'D That's amazing. No false ties, And no hard wars, And no jolly ranchers, Gob stoppers, or nerf ropes. No fruit roll ups, No lunchables, or gushers No hamburger helper And no candy crush Just Drugs And more Drugs And more Drugs and more Morons Donuts, and drag queens, Tim Hortons, And Mormons; Mothballs, and Roaches, And horseflies, And rodents – Now guess which long road you're on (guess which long road you're on) Guess which long road you're aaaaahhhhhh– HALT. Who goes there. What the fuck is THIS. Finally, two acts past intermission, The troll under the bridge has put his cancer in remission The redactions have acted as class-action warfare, McDonalds has sponsored us, But barely. Look: just. No. I'm not endorsing this. Why. Because! It's killing people! Shh! It is! He–'s uh–joking. Actors! Improvising! Hush. Left and right! Speaking of left and right– You know who our sponsors are, right? Of coure! This nonsense! No! The– Shh–! –Owners of this product. Beg your pardon. Do you know who owns this brand and company? No. Well, do your research. Immediately. I highly recommend that. This seems serious. Serious as a heart attack. ACTION! Fuck you! Nuhhhhh–fuck you, you fucking fuck! Look, you lost, alright. Ughhhhhh. It's three to one. Three to one?! Yes. Fuck. Wait a–wait– What. Aren't there five of you guys? What? Huh-huh? No. Yes. There are. No. There's. Why. Five–of us–four of us You're lying. One, two, three *hiccups* four– Strike force “five”? I'm two guys! FUCK. We're missing one. Fuck. They figured us out. I figured out nothing. I'm drunk. I Fluffed. just know the difference–s between Five and One What. Four and Five! okay . Fuck. Well that's right. Well can't we just do it with us. NO! Why not. Because. the singularity has to be in the exact circumstance when this lightning strikes as the first one was. But– That's impossible. It's not–*hiccups*--umpossible. I was 9! “9 and a half!” “The half counts.” But not right now! Because i'm like a 60 year old guy! What! Gross. You're 60?! I think so! Then how old am I!?! I don't know! How old were you before!? I'm your brother! You don't know how old I am!? You're not my brother now, so maybe–I don't know–you never were! *gasps* take that bacK! [The boys fight amongst eachother] Fuck me, man. No thank you. What in the fuck did I write. I don't know but. CUT TO Ooh. Dice. DON'T TOUCH *poof* ENTER THE MULTIVERSE: L E G E N D S “The Magic Dice” (A Triad) NICE. FUCK yOu DUDE. nO fuck U U dElEETED My WRLD. THen is must not have been that great. *exaggerateD gasp* *even more exaggerated gasp* *Fluffs* *fluffs harder* *explodes* [The Festival Project ™ ] MEANWHILE The Aliens Are On A Pirate Ship, There's Still No Sign of [Redacted] and that's what this beat is called. -U. iS this a montage? Idk it just seems like a ship sinking in very slow motion. [A pirate ship full of aliens is sinking in very slow motion in a thunderous maelstrom.] (in IMAX 3D) Wow. I like that. This is fascinating. JIMMY KIMMEL is pacing relentlessly; he is driving the other hosts up a wall. KIMMEL I'm hungry, I want pants. I'm hungry– I want pants– Jimmy... KIMMEL I'm hungry– Jimmy! KIMMEL I want pants! JIMMY! KIMMEL WHAT! I'M HUNGRY AND I WANT PANTS! Oh, is that when— CRAIG FURGUSON has had enough. CRAIG You want bloody pants! KIMMEL YES! I WANT PANTS! CRAIG You know what! Fine! I'll make you some fucking pants if you just–shut UP! KIMMEL AND I'M HUNGRY. CRAIG FIRST THINGS FIRST! CRAIG FURGUSON assembles some very eclectic pants from the drapery inside the mansion; this of course reveals the windows to be boarded up in a highly distinct bunker-like maximum security prison-ish fashion, but THE HOSTS at the very least now have makeshift pants; which are startlingly fashionable: read: bohemian chic. Why do mine have beads still attached? He pulls the decorative ripchord and his fly opens promptly. Oh. CRAIG FURGUSON For emergencies. He continues pulling it in sequence with the matching lamp; he alternates turning the lights on and off and opening and shutting his pants flap in admiration. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D In case you really have to go. (Facinated) Ooh! CRAIG FURGUSON is satisfied with his work. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D I guess you could say, “The curtains match the drapes” CONAN O'BRIEN (beat) …not mine. {Enter The Multiverse} Fearsome, fearsome friends– Fearsome fearsome few Fearsome fearsome tears Listen whispers Fearsome twin Silly hollows All the lies All that waits is Hollywood and chosen five at ends of times All that waits are kings and wisdom All that knows are far, and farther All that needs is nothing, lessons All that fears is our kind Waiting. Shallow. Whispers, Gaining, Hornets nests and looming , gifted Shadow watchers Our time Farrows, Listen, Glistening as sparrows, Gifted– Kill God, There remains a far price There remains a far cry A call to wolves A false time The fabric is losts on Ghosts and Carry trains, Wishes and Tilted, Whisperers Before our Galaxy of Hard times and Wishes, Wishes, Wilting, Flowers, Waiting, Waiting And Waiting And Waiting And wanting but watching The water Gallons Fly up The wanted Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Far cries, Far cry Fear twins, have shattered To notice us Chatterbox Listens and Life turns and Waiting and Galaxies Gallantly Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Waiting And Waiting And Waiting and Water. We're watching you. An ACHINGLY TALL red-headed fellow finds himself in a FIGHT TO THE DEATH, being cast over eons and decades, and cascaded in and our of portals throughout the ever-infinite dimensional portals of unknown realms as his grasp on life itself and reality begins to fade as he crosses in and out of parallels, one galaxy to the next and one lifetime to another, gripping death and darkness in one hand and light and living in the other. In this bloody brawl, scrawling across an expanse of unknown and unknowable times and realms, this mystic remains still yet as infinite and omniscient in himself as the Gods he looks to for mercy, as the journey has been known to become of these very same deities in its context and process. A folding timeline of blood and sacrifice melds itself into the rope of the materiel worlds; not one fabric of time but many twisted and woven fibers into one rope from which he climbs into the ranks of the upperworld–or heaven, then also slipping seemingly sometimes into the depths of the underworld, a Hell known to all man as this, existence not as one but many consumed in the shadow processes of wickedness and torture, war amongst one another, and the well known humanities of pride, faith, justice and wealth. …this is supposed to be Conan? Uhh… “Achingly tall red-head?” yeah I guess. –O'Brien? [beat] He seems capable. Don't pity me, For not I weep of our pride on doorsteps not allowed, But for the grace and hope of fortune in another world i've known But lest forgotten; Do not feign me for my ignorance in desire, For I am not of man, or woman, or grain, or stone But of the world itself and all ire. (Don't doubt me.) To be cruel not those who pass judgement That weighs in this way or that is utmost critical, In this the end of times and now the end of my desires, And yet the way that I have known, And the offer I have rung Is not here, but elsewhere. And yea, I walk alone. Amen. What the fuck does this have to do with show hosts. Almost always Irish Catholic Almost Always clothed in robes Almost Always fathers, aren't I? Almost always old, of Rome. Almost always birds of feather Almost always sticks and stones Almost always on the airwaves Almost always silver, gold Slither, Slither, Here i wait And Slither slither, Here I came And whether she will slit her wrists Is neither here Nor either there It's a comfort that I offer you to slaughter; That you'd rather not to love but instead murder– I'd be better off to love, then kill you after, Course, tarantula, or just as well, a spider. It's a comfort that I offer you to kill me; Lay my head upon a sanded wooden platter– That you'd rather me to say I'd kill than love you– So I rather just to love, then murder after. Woah. Good to God, God ought to know. I close my palms together full of laughter, So. Good to God, God ought to know, I sacrified my life for ever after. So far. Good to God, God ought to know, That all he wants, I want My heart is surely shattered. Now what. Good as God, God ought to know, That all I want becomes; The looking glass, The wishing well, The cross to bare The shepherd to the pasture. Amen. Omen. All men. Want none. But one. But– So. [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS W E L C O M E -Ū. Copyright The Festival Project, Inc. ™ & The Complex Collective © 2015-2025 All Rights Reserved B A C K Tales of A Superstar DJ

Hübert, Henning www.deutschlandfunk.de, Lebenszeit

(Mir hilft) häufig, meine riesigen, Alles- oder-nichts-Ziele in kleinere Einheiten aufzuteilen. Dadurch fühle ich mich weniger schnell überfordert oder erschöpft. Entnommen aus: Michelle Obama "Overcoming. Halt finden in unsicheren Zeiten", aus dem Amerikanischen von Carla Hegerl und Caroline Weißbach, Goldmann Verlag, München 2024

Wisst ihr, wie man im Mittelalter Brot gebacken hat? Anna und ich sind extra zu einem Mittelaltermarkt gefahren, um uns das genauer anzugucken. Aber leider fehlte die entscheidende Zutat: das Mehl. Und ohne Mehl kein Brot, oder? Halt! Eine Möglichkeit gab es da noch … Hört rein und findet heraus, welche Lösung unserem neuen Freund Bini, Anna und mir eingefallen ist. Eurer Ben Das gedruckte YUMMI Magazin mit vielen weiteren Infos rund um eine gesunde Ernährung bekommt ihr gratis in teilnehmenden EDEKA-Märkten. Besucht und folgt uns auf unseren Seiten: Website: www.edeka.de/yummi Instagram: www.instagram.com/yummi_podcast Facebook: www.facebook.com/yummi.podcast

Während die Frauen-EM mit echter Leidenschaft und Wolfgang-Petry-Feeling begeistert, versucht die Club-WM, die leeren Ränge mit KI-Zuschauern zu füllen!

Diese Meditation zu Psalm 62 ist eine Einladung, den inneren Druck loszulassen und dich ganz neu in Gott fallen zu lassen. Wenn du dich gerade gestresst fühlst, unter Druck stehst oder einfach spüren willst, dass du getragen bist – dann ist diese Psalm-Meditation für dich.

Man kann angesichts immer neuer Veränderungen die Hände über den Kopf zusammenschlagen. Entnommen aus: Bruder Paulus "Stark durch den Wandel. Halt, Orientierung und Zuversicht in Zeiten der Veränderung", Bonifatius Verlag, Paderborn 2025

Die Mobilität verändert sich gerade rasant. Die Ausleihstationen für Velos und Scooter sind bereits in vielen Städten fester Bestandteil des Stadtbildes.Christian Zürcher und Philipp Loser aus dem Reportagen- und Storytelling-Team unternahmen mit diesen Gefährten (und bei sommerlichen Temperaturen) einen Roadtrip quer durch die Schweiz: Sie wollten wissen, ob man mit einem Publibike von Basel nach Chiasso kommt.Der erste Halt ist Aarau. Fast ohne Probleme erreichen die beiden die erste Etappe. Was ihnen danach auf ihrer Reise noch alles passierte und ob sie es mit dem Publibike bis nach Chiasso schafften, erzählen sie in einer etwas anderen Ausgabe des täglichen Podcasts «Apropos».Host: Philipp LoserProduzent: Tobias HolzerArtikel zum Thema: Mit dem Publibike von Basel nach Chiasso: Teil 1, Teil 2 und Teil 3 der Reportage Unser Tagi-Spezialangebot für Podcast-Hörer:innen: tagiabo.chHabt ihr Feedback, Ideen oder Kritik zu «Apropos»? Schreibt uns an podcasts@tamedia.ch

Ukraine's government has warned that any delay or slowing down in supporting Ukraine's defence capabilities would only encourage Russia to continue the war. It comes as the US halted its weapons shipments to Ukraine due to concerns over low US stockpiles.

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Edition No176 | 02-07-2025 - The arsenal of democracy is going dark, as the US withdraws promised military support for Ukraine, a young and vibrant democracy as risk of erasure by one of the world's most vicious empires, and a historically authoritarian society. Today we have seen a chilling shift in the geopolitical order: The United States has halted key weapons shipments to Ukraine. This is not new aid, but military aid that had already been promised and mandated by the Biden administration. Elbridge Colby, head of the Pentagon's policy department — is a long-time advocate of a narrow America First doctrine—has been installed in a top Pentagon policy role. Under is guidance, the U.S. has suspended sending some anti-aircraft missiles and ammunition to Ukraine due to concerns about depleting its own stockpiles. The decision was made by Colby after reviewing the Pentagon's ammunition reserves.----------DESCRIPTION:Betrayal of Ukraine: US Withdraws Military Support Amid Escalating CrisisIn this episode of Silicon Bytes, we delve into the troubling latest developments surrounding Ukraine. The United States has halted crucial military aid, including anti-aircraft missiles and ammunition, previously promised to Ukraine. This decision, led by Elbridge Colby of the Pentagon, is rooted in a controversial strategic shift focusing on China over Europe. Meanwhile, North Korea has begun to support Russia with troops and munitions, escalating the conflict. This episode explores the implications of these actions on the geopolitical order, the future of Western alliances, and the moral and strategic failures of current US policy towards Ukraine.----------CHAPTERS:00:00 Introduction and Channel Support00:50 US Withdraws Military Support for Ukraine01:22 Elbridge Colby's Influence on US Policy01:56 North Korean Involvement in the Ukraine Conflict02:18 Global Reactions and Strategic Implications02:42 The Halt of US Military Aid03:56 Strategic Realignment and Its Consequences06:53 North Korea's Alliance with Russia08:36 The Emerging Axis of Authoritarian Powers10:36 Conclusion: A Call to Action----------LINKS: https://kyivindependent.com/ukraine-says-it-was-not-officially-notified-of-a-halt-in-us-weapons-shipments/ https://kyivindependent.com/nato-chief-urges-continued-us-support-for-ukraine-as-pentagon-halts-arms-shipments/ https://kyivindependent.com/us-halts-promised-air-defense-shipments-to-ukraine-politico-reports/ https://edition.cnn.com/2025/07/02/europe/north-korea-troops-russia-ukraine-intl-cmd https://kyivindependent.com/kim-jong-un-meets-russian-culture-minister-amid-deepening-north-korea-russia-ties/ https://www.ukrinform.net/rubric-ato/4010457-russia-hands-dprk-air-defense-systems-drone-tech-ukraines-defense-intel-chief.html https://www.lbc.co.uk/world-news/north-korea-troops-putin-ukraine-offensive/ https://www.npr.org/2025/06/16/g-s1-71531/north-korea-soldiers-russia-ukraine-war-drones https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-14804157/AUKUS-review-Elbridge-Colby-submarines.html https://www.ft.com/content/53f646e7-b4e7-4bf4-8d5d-7142b4460080 https://www.politico.com/news/2025/07/01/pentagon-munitions-ukraine-halt-00436048?nid=0000014f-1646-d88f-a1cf-5f46b7bd0000&nname=playbook&nrid=00000159-cc8a-dde5-a35b-eccf12480001 https://unn.ua/en/news/pentagon-suspends-supply-of-some-air-defense-missiles-and-precision-weapons-to-ukraine https://kyivindependent.com/pentagon-may-downgrade-ukraine-focused-office-amid-policy-restructure-media-reports/ https://responsiblestatecraft.org/elbridge-colby-pentagon-trump/ https://breakingdefense.com/2025/03/nominee-for-top-dod-policy-job-sidesteps-questions-on-russian-invasion-of-ukraine/ ----------SUPPORT THE CHANNEL:https://www.buymeacoffee.com/siliconcurtainhttps://www.patreon.com/siliconcurtain----------

Buy the Book! https://hatandbeard.com/products/american-sugargristle-by-toby-huss What if the secret to understanding America was hidden in gas station graffiti? Why does actor Toby Huss photograph truck stops instead of sunsets? And how did abstract painting help him process MDMA therapy sessions? In this mind-expanding episode, beloved character actor Toby Huss (John Bosworth in "Halt and Catch Fire," Cotton Hill/Kahn in "King of the Hill") takes us on a journey through his photography book "American Sugargristle" and reveals how finding beauty in overlooked places can transform both art and consciousness. You'll discover: ✓ The "connective tissue" that unites America beyond political divisions (hint: it's in plain sight) ✓ Why cynicism is the enemy of authentic art (and how to avoid it) ✓ The surprising connection between his abstract paintings and trauma processing ✓ How playing salesmen taught him that performance can be authentic ✓ Why he insisted on specific cowboy boots for Bosworth (and what that teaches about intuition) ✓ The profound humanity in truck stop graffiti and strip mall aesthetics ✓ His approach to voicing Dale Gribble after Johnny Hardwick's passing ✓ Why technical photography skills mean nothing without story ✓ How to train your eye to find beauty anywhere (even Palmdale) ✓ The unexpected spiritual dimensions of documenting mundane America Toby drops wisdom bombs about: Why every actor needs to trust their character intuition over directors The danger of the "safari mentality" when photographing America How different creative mediums access different truths Why he photographs the "impression" places leave, not just the places The democracy of anonymous expression (yes, including dick graffiti) Plus: Learn about his upcoming films "Americana" and "Weapons," and why a Native American ghost shirt might be the perfect metaphor for his artistic vision. Perfect for: Artists seeking authentic vision, photographers tired of Instagram aesthetics, actors wanting to deepen their craft, anyone processing trauma through creativity, fans of Halt and Catch Fire, King of the Hill enthusiasts, and people curious about the real America beyond media narratives. ⚠️ Content note: Frank discussion of trauma, therapeutic psychedelics, and the artistic process. TIMESTAMPS: [00:00] Cold open - Testing audio with an actor who records everything [03:52] "American Sugargristle" - What the hell does that mean? [06:22] Visual DNA: Decoding America's aesthetic language [07:32] Lyn Shelton memories and creative cross-pollination [10:00] When your writing sounds like a fever dream (compliment) [11:39] The universal language of dick graffiti (seriously) [14:10] "Are you a pervert?" - Getting detained for photography [17:31] Photographing ghosts: Capturing a place's impression [18:19] "Where They Grow Headstones" - Perfect titles take time [20:09] Why cynicism kills art (and wonder) [22:32] Finding humanity across the political divide [24:03] Truck stops as temples: Spirituality in mundane places [27:37] From disgust to beauty: The Palmdale transformation [28:33] F*ck your expensive camera (story matters more) [29:19] That time he roasted sunset photography [31:46] Iowa barns and the death of cliché [33:29] Your book feels like a Wim Wenders film [35:02] The performative truth of John Bosworth [36:34] When the salesman mask IS the real face [40:19] Becoming Dale Gribble (with respect to Johnny) [45:37] Stage vs. film vs. voice: Different mediums, different magic [46:40] Plot twist: Those squiggly paintings were trauma all along [48:20] MDMA therapy meets abstract art [52:46] How trauma blocks intuition (and art unblocks it) [56:45] Brain spotting and carnival barkers [59:21] "Americana" and "Weapons" - Coming this August Guest Bio: Toby Huss has built a career finding depth in seemingly simple characters. From Artie (The Strongest Man in the World) on Nickelodeon's "The Adventures of Pete & Pete" to Cotton Hill and Kahn on "King of the Hill" to the unforgettable John Bosworth on AMC's "Halt and Catch Fire," Huss brings authentic humanity to every role. His photography book "American Sugargristle" reveals the same gift for finding profound beauty in overlooked corners of American life. Born in Marshalltown, Iowa, Huss now voices Dale Gribble in the King of the Hill revival while continuing to act in films like "Copshop" and the upcoming "Americana" and "Weapons." Resources Mentioned: "American Sugargristle" photography book "Sword of Trust" directed by Lynn Shelton Upcoming film "Americana" (August 2024) Upcoming film "Weapons" from the director of "Barbarian" (August 2024) King of the Hill revival on Hulu Brain spotting therapy Emotional Transformation Therapy (ETT) Related Episodes: The Psychology of Place: How Environment Shapes Identity Artists and Trauma: Creative Expression as Healing Finding Beauty in the Broken: A Photographer's Journey Connect: Website: GetTherapyBirmingham.com Instagram: @gettherapybirmingham Podcast: Discover + Heal + Grow Subscribe for more conversations about consciousness, creativity, and what happens when we really start paying attention. Keywords: Toby Huss, American Sugargristle, Halt and Catch Fire, John Bosworth, King of the Hill, Dale Gribble, Cotton Hill, voice acting, photography book, trauma and art, MDMA therapy, creative process, actor interview, The Adventures of Pete and Pete, Artie strongest man, vernacular photography, American identity, visual storytelling, Lyn Shelton, character acting, artistic intuition #TobyHuss #AmericanSugargristle #HaltAndCatchFire #KingOfTheHill #Photography #TraumaHealing #MDMATherapy #ActorInterview #CreativeProcess #AmericanIdentity #VisualStorytelling #CharacterActing #ArtisticIntuition #VernacularPhotography #SomaticTherapy #BrainSpotting #TherapyPodcast #ConsciousnessAndCreativity #AuthenticArt #TraumaAndArt #VoiceActing #JohnBosworth #DaleGribble #CottonHill #LynShelton #Photography Book #CreativeHealing #TheAdventuresOfPeteAndPete #EmotionalTransformationTherapy #Mindfulness #ArtAsTherapy #StreetPhotography #Documentary Photography #AmericanaFilm #WeaponsFilm #GetTherapyBirmingham #DiscoverHealGrow

Ref.: Friedemann Alsdorf, Diplom-Psychologe und Psychotherapeut Unsere Welt wirkt auf immer mehr Menschen unsicher oder sogar bedrohlich. In den letzten 15 Jahren haben in Deutschland Angststörungen um 77 Prozent zugenommen - und auch Christen sind davon betroffen. Zu den Angstzuständen kommen dann oft noch Selbstvorwürfe, weil sie meinen, dass ein gläubiger Mensch doch vertrauensvoll und furchtlos sein müsse. Wo also können wir Halt finden, wenn alle Sicherheiten um uns herum wegzubrechen scheinen und die Zukunft uns mit Sorge erfüllt? Darüber sprechen wir in der Lebenshilfe mit dem Psychologen und Psychotherapeuten Friedemann Alsdorf.

Maksim aka MKSM ist Sänger, Songwriter und Aktivist. In Russland geboren und in der Ukraine aufgewachsen, lebt er heute in Deutschland und singt über Herkunft, queeres Leben und Lieben und Selbstakzeptanz. Auch über sein Stottern spricht er offen. Wiese, Tim www.deutschlandfunkkultur.de, Im Gespräch

The Debrief Report: Sudan's Hamdok urges swift action to halt nation's collapse - 30 June 2025 by Radio Islam

Today on Word Balloon, I'm joined by acclaimed TV writer and comic book creator Christopher Cantwell. You know him as the co-creator of AMC's Halt and Catch Fire, but today we're diving into his latest project: the brand-new IDW Star Trek series, Redshirts — a sharp, subversive take on the classic Trek trope that finally gives the most expendable crew members their due. We also explore his standout Marvel runs, including a definitive modern take on Iron Man, the psychological complexity of Doctor Doom, and the gritty crime world of Golden Goblin. Plus, we get into his recent DC Comics work, where he brings the Challengers of the Unknown back into the spotlight in a wild miniseries featuring the Justice League. From Trek casulties to the far corners of the DC and Marvel multiverses — it's all coming up today on Word Balloon. Part 2 follows 

A new MP3 sermon from The Narrated Puritan is now available on SermonAudio with the following details: Title: Mr. Feeble-Mind and Mr. Ready-To-Halt Subtitle: Pilgrim's Progress Speaker: C. H. Spurgeon Broadcaster: The Narrated Puritan Event: Audiobook Date: 6/27/2025 Length: 17 min.

" 'I am a sickly man, as you see; and, because death did usually once a day knock at my door, I thought I should never be well at home; so I betook myself to a pilgrim's life, and have travelled hither from the town of Uncertain, where I and my father were born. I am a man of no strength at all of body, nor yet of mind; but would, if I could, though I can but crawl, spend my life in the pilgrim's way.

BREAKING: Elon Musk Subpoena grinds DOGE Hearing to halt

BREAKING: Elon Musk Subpoena grinds DOGE Hearing to halt

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In this gripping episode, authors Yonah Jeremy Bob and Ilan Evyatar dive into their book Target Tehran, a timely exploration of Israel's covert operations — sabotage, cyber warfare, assassinations, and secret diplomacy — to thwart Iran's nuclear program. Recorded in June 2025, they discuss Israel's recent strikes on Iran's nuclear facilities, the elimination of key scientists, and the broader geopolitical fallout, including the collapse of Iranian proxies like Hamas and Hezbollah. With their book spotted on Prime Minister Netanyahu's desk, the authors reveal how Israel's intelligence prowess and strategic timing have shifted the Middle East's power dynamics, while addressing the risks of retaliation, the potential for regime change, and the future of U.S.-Israel relations under a capricious Trump administration. A must-listen for insights into one of the most consequential conflicts of our time.Support "Matt Lewis & The News" at Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/mattlewisFollow Matt Lewis & Cut Through the Noise:Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MattLewisDCTwitter: https://twitter.com/mattklewisInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/mattklewis/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCVhSMpjOzydlnxm5TDcYn0A– Who is Matt Lewis? –Matt K. Lewis is a political commentator and the author of Filthy Rich Politicians.Buy Matt's book: https://www.amazon.com/Filthy-Rich-Politicians-Creatures-Ruling-Class/dp/1546004416Copyright © 2024, BBL & BWL, LLC

Was passiert, wenn Schweigen lauter wird als Worte? In dieser Folge von From Done To Dare sprechen wir mit Bertram Solcher – Mediziner, Fotograf und Vater. Während des ersten Lockdowns fotografierte er seine Tochter Janne. Was als Familiendokumentation begann, wurde zur stillen Chronik einer Depression.Wir reden über Ohnmacht, Verantwortung, mentale Gesundheit, Intimität in der Krise und die Kraft der Fotografie, wenn Worte fehlen. Eine tief berührende Geschichte über das Vatersein, über Nähe, die Halt gibt, und darüber, was es heißt, sichtbar zu bleiben – füreinander.

Former UFC welterweight champion Kamaru Ssman returns to the octagon for the first time in nearly two years in the main event of UFC Atlanta as he faces Joaquin Buckley in a pivotal matchup. Can Usman make one last run at the welterweight title, or does Buckley's impressive run continue? Ahead of Saturday's UFC Fight Night Card, MMA Fighting's Mike Heck and E. Casey Leydon preview the card, the main event between Usman and Buckley, talk what's at stake for both fighters, and what Usman's future could look like if he loses his fourth consecutive bout. Additionally, they'll discuss the co-main event between former champ Rose Namajunas and Miranda Maverick, if either can get into the immediate title discussion with a win, other fights that have our attention on the card, and much more. Follow Mike Heck: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@m_heckjr⁠⁠ Follow E. Casey Leydon: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@ekc Subscribe:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ http://goo.gl/dYpsgH⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Check out our full video catalog: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠http://goo.gl/u8VvLi⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Visit our playlists:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ http://goo.gl/eFhsvM⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Like MMAF on Facebook: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠http://goo.gl/uhdg7Z⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow on Twitter: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠http://goo.gl/nOATUI⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Read More: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠http://www.mmafighting.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

The Rich Zeoli Show- Full Episode (06/10/2025): 3:05pm- In response to a series of ICE raids intended to remove migrants residing in the United States unlawfully, protests broke out in Los Angeles, California—sometimes turning violent and destructive. Videos circulating on social media show ICE agents being assaulted with bricks and commercial-grade fireworks. Numerous vehicles—including Waymo self-driving taxis—were set on fire by violent demonstrators. Other videos show demonstrators burning American flags and chanting “F*** ICE.” As the protests carried on into the night on Sunday, multiple businesses were looted in downtown Los Angeles, according to reports. President Donald Trump used the National Guard to stifle ongoing violence—and on Monday night, the administration authorized the deployment of 700 Marines. According to estimations from CNN, at least 113 people were arrested on Monday. 3:15pm- While speaking from the Oval Office on Tuesday, President Donald Trump was asked about Saturday's parade in Washington D.C. to celebrate the Army's 250th birthday. Trump explained the importance of celebrating our country and its achievements, specifically referencing America's victory over authoritarianism in World War II—“We are the one that won the war. If it wasn't for us, you would be speaking German right now, ok? We won the war and—you might be speaking Japanese, too. You might be speaking a combination of both." 3:30pm- While appearing on CNN with host Dana Bash, Senator Bernie Sanders (D-VT) accused President Donald Trump of being an authoritarian for deploying the California National Guard to stifle violent outbreaks in Los Angeles. Rich asks: Does Bernie think John F. Kennedy and Dwight Eisenhower were authoritarians when they federalized the National Guard to prevent violence and enforce the national expansion of Civil Rights? 4:00pm- Congressman Guy Reschenthaler—U.S. Representative for Pennsylvania's 14th Congressional District & House Republican Chief Deputy Whip—joins The Rich Zeoli Show and reacts to the far-left downplaying violence in L.A.: “you don't wear a mask during Covid and that's an insurrection,” according to Democrats. But when people attack ICE agents, they call it a “peaceful protest.” Plus, what is the status of the One Big Beautiful Bill Act? 4:30pm- On Tuesday, President Donald Trump delivered a speech from Fort Bragg in North Carolina where he called the U.S. military the greatest fighting force in the history of the world. 5:00pm- On Tuesday, President Donald Trump delivered a speech from Fort Bragg in North Carolina where he called the U.S. military the greatest fighting force in the history of the world. 5:15pm- Primary Day in New Jersey: Mikie Sherril, the frontrunner to win the Democratic Party's nomination for Governor of New Jersey, responded to the Trump Administration's decision to use the National Guard and Marines to stifle violent protests in Los Angeles: “To have someone like [Defense Secretary Pete] Hegseth say that he's going to put the Marines on the streets of America, that's really dangerous. It's dangerous for our civilization population, it's not good for the Marines” 5:30pm- Andrew C. McCarthy—Senior fellow at National Review & former Assistant United States Attorney for the Southern District of New York—joins The Rich Zeoli Show to discuss his latest article, “President Trump Has Legal Authority to Suppress the Siege in L.A.” McCarthy reacts to news that a federal judge has denied Gov. Gavin Newsom's (D-CA) effort to prevent the Trump Administration's use of the National Guard to halt violence in Los Angeles. You can read the full article here: https://www.nationalreview.com/2025/06/president-trump-has-legal-authority-to-suppress-the-siege-in-l-a/. McCarthy is also author of the book “Ball of Collusion: The Plot to Rig an Election and Destroy a Presidency.” 6:05pm- ABC News correspondent Terry Moran was suspended yesterday after openly expressing disdain for W ...