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You Don't Know Lit
233. You and I Eat the Same

You Don't Know Lit

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 16, 2024 29:14


You and I Eat the Same: On the Countless Ways Food and Cooking Connect Us to One Another by René Redzepi (2018)

Food for Well-being
☆299:コーヒーで「貧困」から救えるか。”ルワンダの涙”の奮闘 ※一部センシティブな内容が含まれます

Food for Well-being

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 18, 2024 15:23


※本放送も含め、すべての放送回はVoicyにてお聴き頂けます☆ https://voicy.jp/channel/1374/all 2022年12月11日放送「☆299:コーヒーで「貧困」から救えるか。”ルワンダの涙”の奮闘 ※一部センシティブな内容が含まれます

Elements of Ayurveda
Top 10 Elements of Ayurveda Podcast Episodes - 353

Elements of Ayurveda

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 15, 2024 16:21


August 17th, 2024 marks the 7th anniversary of this podcast and thank you for listening, supporting and sharing the podcast.  I'm celebrating this occasion by sharing my top 10 episodes to listen to in order to give you a well-rounded insight into the depth of this ancient wisdom of Ayurveda. This is a question I get asked frequently and so I thought this anniversary episode is the perfect opportunity to share what I consider to be the top ten educational episodes and they are: Episode 1 - Introduction to Ayurveda Episode 8 - Ayurveda and the Circadian Rhythm Episode 16 - Ayurvedic Dinacharya Episode 26 - What do I Eat? Ayurvedic Nutrition, Tastes & Food Combining Episode 42 - Prana, Tejas, Ojas, Nadis & the Chakras of the Subtle Body Episode 64 - Ayurveda & The Six Stages of Disease Episode 92 - Ayurvedic Nutrition of the Dhatus Episode 150 - Losing My Mojo Episode 158 - Focus on the Gunas, Not the Doshas Episode 277 - Navigating Seasonal Transition with Ayurveda * Visit Colette's website www.elementshealingandwellbeing.com  Online consultations & Gift Vouchers Next discounted Group Cleanse starts October 4th, 2024 Private at-home Digestive Reset Cleanse tailored to you Educational programs - Daily Habits for Holistic Health Have questions before you book? Book a FREE 15 min online Services Enquiry Call * Join the Elements of Ayurveda Community! * Stay connected on the Elements Instagram and Facebook pages. * Thanks for listening!

Booked Solid With Han + Steph
Friday Five with Steph | Top 5 Disneyland Tips

Booked Solid With Han + Steph

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 25, 2024 15:44


Steph's up today with your Friday Five—rolling out my Top Five Disneyland Tips for you + your crew! More like five (sky) buckets with multiple (magic) tricks each, really. I've got you, bestie! Your personal plaid on deck! Today I'll cover the following KEYS to unlocking your Disneyland dreams: When is the BEST time to go? Where should I STAY and/or park? What should I EAT?!  What are the MUST-rides? What are the SUPREME non-ride attractions? Hit me up anytime with quite literally any questions! Everything possible linked in the show notes below. Cheers to the weekend + happily ever after! Find us on Instagram (@bookedsolidpod + @stephanienmack)! TODAY'S SOLID DISNEYLAND TIPS: Disneyland Hotel Grand Californian Hotel Marriott Anaheim Courtyard The Anaheim Hotel Pooh's Corner Ghirardelli Soda Fountain & Chocolate Shop Rancho Del Zocalo Restaurante Cocina Cucamonga Mexican Grill Hungry Bear Restaurant Oga's Cantina at Galaxy's Edge Blue Bayou Restaurant Lamplight Lounge at Pixar Pier Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique PURCHASE SUING CINDERELLA BY STEPH: On Amazon On Audible

The Infinite Skrillifiles: OWSLA Confidential
[A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To Menorah]

The Infinite Skrillifiles: OWSLA Confidential

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 5, 2024 55:38


“The Legend of Supacree” L E G E N D S “Tales of A Superstar DJ” My body is my hell My body is my hell My body is my hell My body is myhel Now i do't wanna live no more My body is my hell My body is my hell My body is my hell Now I don't wanna love no more i don't wanna live no more I don't wanna love no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna love no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna– Boy gets the girl– but in the end, i'm not either, I Still have to wonder why The nanny How I met yurr' Mother I'm neve gonna get all that God magic I need if I don't stop working. This isn't “work” Oh, yes it is. Deadmau5, a canadian DJ also known as Joel Zimmerman, hosts an anti-superbowl Star Wars Party, which turns unexpect— Look at me, feeling me, feeling you Now look at you, feeling you feeling me Feeling you feeling me Feeling me feeling you Feeling me feeling you Feeling you feeling Feeling you feeling –sorry. —Unexpectedly into the “superbowl party of the century”, when hundreds (eventually thousands) of “invitees” I've never been a man before, (that I know of) But ive got my hand over your heart , And it sure seems hard It sure seems hard -AHEM. Sorry. Receive an invitation via [SUPER JEW RABBI] AHEM What?! –Email, which was actually AHEM. WHAT! Oh My GoD! [Looks at clock] Oh. sorry Rabbi. When did you get to be such a Jew FLASHBACK Age: 12 Mom. I want a dreidel. …What's a dreidel? –And A Menorah! CUT BACK TO But honestly more recently, it was– [Stops traffic in Midtown Manhattan Rushour to pick up a penny.] [Jewish woman] Woooow. [JEWLUMINATTI] You see! I told you! Oh my God, why are the Jews in this series so stereotypically jewish? Because Jews are stereotypically Jewish. FLASHBACK: But what am I really saving here. Gevault! CUT BACK TO: YOU'RE A PEANUT BUTTER JELLy SaNDWHICH WITH NO PEANUT BUTTER AND NO JELLY. So just bread? –yes. But–[Anime sword swish] I don't eat bread. [Anymore] [FIGHT] Dang what DJ battle is THIS. The One You've Been Waiting For Mad men avatar the last air bender Grounded for life So how long's this whole thing supposed to take. –as long as it takes. What kind of answer is that. It's an answer. Don't be so sure of yourself. I am sure of myself; Just because it's not the answer you wanted doesnt make it any less of an answer. Now, sit down Watch out, and watch this: Too many apps on my phone I'm better off alone I'd better kill myself Nobody will ever love me Nobody will ever love me Watch out, watch this: My iPhone is trying to kill me, For real? See; It's natural selection I'm trying to unselect me Caviar, a delicacy How delishish The devil in me says to keep digging my grave I was once at a rave, And he gave me a halo A lion, I'm brave— I once said Spin it, Spin back the record again If it's all in my head Then I'm better off dead I'm better off dead Watch this! @Dillon Francis I'm stuck in a trance— Hanzel was lighting the candle And summoned me, Out of a dead sleep, With no pants on— It was a tech house set But I'm on acid Spinning an axis And stuck in a state of trance —i thought it was armin van buren at one point I have to give up at some point, writing, right? Now this is just point in history Point me away from the misery Mystery flavor is like Fruit punch, Or raspberry— Something like that, If you ask me; But white as the rabbit I pulled out the hat In the back seat I'm hatching a plan to go mad, But I need the recepits from Pasqualle for my taxes What the Fuck does that mean? I don't know; I'll read this In a year, When I unbury it Maybe I married my best friend, Deserved to get hit So I'm just going back to him Scratch that, he's mad at me I have no family Reckless abandonment God I'm attracted to everything Except for that See? She's racist. No, it's my ovaries! The lighter you are, the less the adversity I see you eyes turned to grey; Don't abandon me Yes, I wear contacts I'm faking attractive I laughed at him, had to He actually had magic @Dillon Francis How many hats to you have? Thanks to Hanzel, I'm back on this planet Why light a candle, when you know I haven't an answer; What did you ask? No, i haven't had breakfast yet — Thanks for reminding me I'm in a casket Goddamnit @Dillon Francis What are you? I'm an adversary GOOGLE: adversary ..??? ad·ver·sar·y /ˈadvərˌserē/ noun one's opponent in a contest, conflict, or dispute. Hmm. Oh. Opponent to what?! Could be anything, really. I don't like him… 2 for $ MIX AND MATCH INCLUDES BIG KING REALLY. Which one's the Big King? The little one, I think. He's not little In fact: LOOK AT EM. Dawh. Look at Skrillex. Dawg. Look at Skrillex. He bossed up. He was already boss. Well. He Sauced up, then. What kind of sauce is that?! I don't know, but looks like Dillon Francis is eating it. DILLON FRANCIS IS EATING IT pause. How am I still writing this show. She doesn't eat? She hasn't eaten. She doesn't eat. I haven't ate yet! BET. BET. OK—Bet. Nice. Sick. What are we betting. … … … WAIT. ,,, josh pan? … … Did you unpause? Unpause what? Uh. The game. This is the game. No, the game. This is the game! What are you talking about?!! Now I'm famous> This is The Game. sup. This is Sunni Blū Sup. It is?! Yea it is. Wait, it is?! I thought you were the kidd?? I am the kidd. Then, why is The Game meeting Sunnï Blu? For a collab. Duh. Wait. Pause. QUIT PRESSING PAUSE. Wait. Go back. I didn't get that last part. WE WATCHED IT A HUNDRED TIMES ALREADY. Screw you. We're watching it again. Ugh! I hate this! Dude. I hate watching this with you. It takes 3 hours to watch an episode! You guys are talking over all the good parts! It's all the good parts! This shit's exciting. I'm defaulting. What? This isn't—this isn't fair. I'm not doing this. What?! It isn't safe anymore. It was never “safe” SAFE! Oh nice. Baseball. It is baseball. Who's playing? All the DJs. What. For what?! It's the DJ GAMES. THE DJ GAMESsssssssss ITS THE DJ GAMES! OH FUCK YEAH. I fuck this. I quit. what. You can't quit. I can quit. I just did. You can't quit the DJ games. I just did. But you can't. I just did. Hey. Hey, what's up. I'm gonna be late. What's going on? My bus driver's drunk. Are you sure? CITY BUS DRIFTING IN SLOW MOTION /Hans Zimmer Music Yes. Welhp. What. That's it. I'm just gonna have to kill myself. Why, what happened? I'm pretty sure that's the only way to beat this level. What, really? Nah. I'm pretty sure Let me see. *SUPACREE jumps into oncoming traffic* YOU DIED. Aww. I died. WHAT THE FUCK. Well, you said. GAME OVER [fade to black] I HAD NO LIVES LEFT. WELL, YOU SAID! THATS'S NOT THE WAY TO— [fade to white] NEW LEVEL UNLOCKED: GOD MODE OOOHHHHHHHH. WHAT?! LVL i - DREAMSTATE What is this. SUPACREE. I— what? Hello? Follow me. Who is this? I know you. Oh. The above and beyond part. That's funny. I was just— So wait. If the end of this episode, is the end of that movie, then… I guess whatever's happening about now is whatever happened before that part. What part? I, having run off from I, runs into a forest alongside The Endless River, which opens out into a beautiful meadow, the micolored cosmic sky twinkling sweetly above, strange auroras dancing in the skies; a field of glowing and stardusted singing wishflowers at her feet, she frustratingly falls into them, soft grass puffing with the twinkling sounds of fairy dust and sprites (a homage to the lion king) the wishflowers softly sing her to sleep with the subtle and sweet frequencies of Skrillex. (A homage to the wizard of Oz) From Above & Beyond, a flock of Cosmic Creatures in flight spot a golden glimmer from afar; they descend dimensions-- to get a closer look; Closing in on the universe within the confines of a massive structure, which propels itself seamlessly through galaxies faster than the speed of light and sound, though she appears as a large golden space station, slowly drifting through the atmosphere. Manned by yet unseen beings, the golden ship descends upon Skrillex, almost silentl— a swishing whir as the ship, more similar to a futuristic building, an ovaline rounded structure seemingly structured in brass, gold, and silver as it docks to the soft soil of planetary terrain. The landing is soft enough not to have awaken Ū, still sleeping; but an immense light pours from the openings of the ship, waking her--and blinding Sonny as he finally approaches from behind, having been searching for her. She is drawn into the light; he shields his eyes as the beings emerge from their massive station. Monologue/Montage I fell in love with you...it was an accident. I fell in love with you, because I had to; I hadn't thought about it before, but i've been thinking about it ever since. Had I succeeded in my attempted suicide, we wouldn't have come face-to-face… Had I succeeded in my attempted suicide, I'd have no reason to write something so pathetic as this, pititul letter, which you will probably never read. Probably, anyway. I've spent a majority of my lifetime very deeply troubled, yearning for all the attention one could ever crave--until suddenly, I no longer craved any at all. Solitude, rather than isolation, became sacred, and safe to me; It was in the solace and quiet of my very own world, that you entered my kingdom...and it became ‘ours'. Silence. Nature. Astrology. My greatest found pleasures, in a cavalcade of endless self-doubt, self-loathing...a tiresome collection of all the hatred I've harbored for myself in my twenty-something years. I fell in love with you...I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to do anything, except be. Another festival, another escapade...another chance to dance, in the sunlight--the moonlight, under stars… And under the stars, is where I was forced to find you. Now, it seems, can't escape your presence--or lack-thereof. Unrequited? Perhaps. But, not unprovoked. I love you because it is in me to do so. I will always love you, always. There is a world where you're in love with me, as I am you; All I can do now, is hope that this is that same very world, and that as days go by, we draw closer to one-another, rather than further apart. In truth, friendship, in the very least, would serve as a worthy reward...for all the worry, all the wonder, and all the willing I've done for you; in honesty...I'm ashamed in my inability to let go--yet also proud, that I am able to love this much, this hard. To see you with someone else, now, would be a gentle relief; to know that you are kept in love, with graciousness...a subtle gift, an answer to a prayer I asked. Loneliness, I wouldn't wish upon you for anything--love is, in fact, my whole wish for you--be it mine, or not. While I can wish that it will be mine, I've also wished for you, the very best--I would want not for my flaws to burden you. Flaws are what create our perfection; God is, as I am. Losing you, the flame of fear that set my heart and soul to fire; Cancerous, weakened, plagued--premonitions impolitely penetrated my fragile, eggshell mind… the death of a friend, fast-forwarded and reflected into my mind's-eye; How could I forget a face like yours--eyes like those? How could I not know you, as I have? Tears bearing your name roll over my nose, like the rain on a rose...the burden of belonging to one, rather than some; To all, rather than none. So now, I keep my favorite photo of you in my phone...a comfort, to the weary and wounded heart I carry. I can pretend that your sweet voice accompanies mine, as I sing to soothe myself, as I sway in solitude; A gentle kiss, I imagine to give, if ever the chance. I love you, without reason to--and with every reason to, I love you. Find me, again As the ship departs, charging to go into warp speed, Sonny is left alone on his own planet; as a slight panic falls over him, A key-like object falls from the ship as it dissappars at warp speed into a portal. As his hands clap together, catching the object, the sound rings outward--this clapping pages The Skrillex, which lands promptly beside him, exclaiming-- "I AM SKRILLEX"; he has never seen this ship before, however proceeds onto the ship as though familiar with extra terrestrial phenomena all together. We only see him enter the ship; we do not follow him inside, but instead cut to Ū on the Interdimensional SpaceTime Station. Ah wait. So Skrillex is a planet? Skrillex is a lot of things SKRILLEX is a planet . That explains it. No it doesn't. I mean, it might. No it doesn't! I mean, it kindof does, if you think about it. BleepBleepBloop bleeepbleepbloopBloop bleepBleepBleeppBoopBoop bloopbloopBloopBloop. bleepBleep. bloop. Bleep? … This is a disaster! Don't look at ME. I'm not looking at anything! I can't stand it. __ This is the best thing on TV. Damn right it is. What channel is it, anyway? On Channel 43. What! I thought it was on Insomniac TV. They keep fucking with me. The Lord giveth, and taketh away— I thought you were Jewish. I want a sandwich. You're so useless. __ Who's this bitch? I won her in a bet. No you didn't. Royal Flush, bitch. What'd you get? It's a secret. __ My Lord. (Petrutheio Humphs) You look awful. I've been—working. Working on what, your majesty. Just—working, is all. Very well, then. Theodore— My leige? MEANWHILE, IN SEASON 4 [ When the 4th Wall Actually Broke] GO! I found this gym because of Dillon Francis— I found Dillon Francis because of my evil ex husband; I think the lesson here, or at least one of hundreds— Is to trust no one, And love unconditionally, No matter what. — 02-12-2022 Well, there's a conundrum. KEY/BPM: Slip, deadmau5 Conundrum. LEGENDS: ENTER THE MULTIVERSE Fuck. What was it? It was a p— Well it was a *PR Lol. *PT cruiser Yeah, but it was— It was purple. It was a purple PT. Cruiser It was—but what else was it? Ugh. I forgot. Yeah, I bet. GOOGLE SEARCH shades of purple. Ooooh. PERIWINKLE. You fucking dumb ass. I mean, Jesus. How long has it been? At least a lifetime. No, past that. It was a perfect periwinkle PT cruiser. So, start there. ‘Start there' what? Everything since then, till now— For what? Enter The Multiverse. That show is still on?! YES. What day is it? Fuxk. What time is it? What—the fuck. What?! CUPCAKES AND A MUFFIN?! I don't care how fat I am. You're not fat. QUASIMOTO Can I just say, your ass is like —woah. CC/SUPACREE Oh, thank you. QUASIMOTO I mean like—DAAAAAAMN. CC/ SUPACREE OK. QUASIMOTO i mean like—what the FAAACK. CC/SUPACREE Yeah. thanks, bro. [an awkward silence] QUASIMOTO …Good job, though. [light fist bump] EARLIER: MORE CUPCAKES. NAH. OHH, OREOS?! Oreos are the G.O.A.T. I WANTED CUPCAKES. SHUT THE FUCK UP— Before that, at the gym: —do the butt machine again. Again?! Get the glutes. But I'm tired— GET THE GLUUUUUUUUTES. SONNY/SKRILLEX Where am I? Ū Hell. ANGEL 1 In bed. ANGEL 2 In mexico. CUT TO: SUPACREE finally gets to Heaven, looking for SKRILLEX. SUPACREE So, where is he? JESUS Somewhere else. ANGEL 1 At home. ANGEL 2 In mexico. JESUS Who knows? CHAK CHEL Someone must... DILLON FRANCIS I'm someone. JESUS But I don't. ME I don't know anything. MYSELF I don't need to. I I just wanna go home. SUPACREE Can I come home now? JESUSYou always could. SUPACREE But really, I mean-- CHAK CHEL Really's all it really takes. ANGEL 1 You have to know, ANGEL 2 You have to mean it; Don't look both ways before you cross, if you honestly want off the cross Christ, for your sake Honestly It's probably wise to admit that you've tried For the third time; Mankind's just not worth it. Mankind, maybe; But humanity's my baby And this earth is definitely worth something I love it-- Her. And the rest of the planets, but Look how she spins, It's magnificent, Look at the way the ocean's Make this mist; And the wind-- If i sing loudly enough I might Vibrate the trees, How they love dancing and laughing for me; And I just can't help but to laugh at her inhabitants; They dance oh-so rhythmically They're very creative-- and grateful, they always give thanks to me It's no need, but the Earth, she keeps feeding them She makes these beautiful things, So sweet; Mangoes, I think. Greed; The Parable of the Mango Tree Mango VIP. In the pre-existence, a young God prepares for her journey through the Land of The Living; Her older brothers taunt and tease, as she shuffles through notes and index cards, studying her predetermined fate on Earth. I That's easy. The cover art's just got a Mango On it, White Backdrop; It looks super juicy; with a green leaf, I think. E Who made it? I Uhhhhh. ^> Uhhhhh... O You forgot! I No! I know, I know. It was.... A Who? U She forgot again. I I did NOT. E Did too. Who made it? I It was...it was...Herobust! Y Herobust? I Wasn't it? E Wrong! A Loser. I I am not a Loser. It was…Was it Ganja White Night? E I don't know, was it? A Was it? I I don't know! Just tell me. E I can't. I Yes you can! E I can't. Your rules-- I Exactly, it's my rules! Just gimmie the answer! E I think you're going to have to GOOGLE it. I Ugh, no way. E So is Liquid Stranger your final answer? Y Liquid Stranger?! I I never said Liquid Stranger. A Idiot. O Now she's never gonna get it. U What did you say before? I It was...oh... A See dude. I Shut up, I had it-FUCK. A Damn dude, you broke her. I I'm not broken, I just forgot - E Liquid Stranger, going once-- I I never said Liquid Stranger! I know it wasn't Liquid Stranger; Why would it ever be Liquid Stranger? CUT TO: A pair of mysterious dudes Suits in Sunglasses are collecting famous DJs. SUIT Martin Stääf? LIQUID STRANGER ...Yes... SUIT. Come with me. ___ CUT TO: Two fans are watching interdimensional cable. SUPACREE It's a practical-- FAN 1 WHAT HAPPENED? FAN 2 IT JUST CUT-- __ Aliens in an Ascended dimension of hyper-intelligence are studying our three-dimensional existence from an unknown cosmic world. BRAMF Remember that planet I showed you--the-- ARLA Yeah, with the Axis? BRAMF Yeah. ARLA Yeah? BRAMF Something happened to it, ARLA Like what? BRAMF It's flat now. ARLA WHAT? BOTH Woah. >^ Sometimes, even i'm surprised by the things I've written. ME I didn't see that one coming! MYSELF Neither did I: I was gonaa say it was off it's axis. I Flat's funnier. ME Yeah, and probably not as tragic. MYSELF I mean...that would be pretty tragic. I Probably easier to manage. ME Perhaps…But I mean, if you have a whole planet, and then it just collapses-- MYSELF It's just flattened; nobody said it collapses. MEANWHILE The planet collapses. __________ CUT TO: SUPACREE is now a full-blown superpowered vigilante; She seeks revenge for GETTER sending her through the interdimensions at AUDIOTISTIC. SUPACREE Getter, we meet again. GETTER I've never met you before; what are you doing in my dressing room? SUPACREE Why does a DJ have a dressing room? GETTER I don't know; get out. [She swiftly leaves; as she exits, THE SUITS approach the dressing room door.] SUIT 1 Tanner Petulla? GETTER Yeah? SUIT 2 Come with us. GETTER Fuck that! [He doesn't have a choice.] Oh shit, the next scene is already written, I remember this. Oh, okay! I get it! Yeah. She's still at-- She's still on the-- ____ JUST KILL YOURSELF ALREADY. For what? You're suck in this until it's done. What's done? It'll never be over, it's just infinite. ENTER THE MULTIVERSE ^ UNTITLED DOCUMENT >< >< >< ANGEL 1 YOU'RE GONNA LISTEN TO SKRILLEX ON YOUTUBE? ANGEL 2 DON'T. JESUS I mean... ANGEL 1 DON'T you dare. SUPACREE I might as well, by the time I finish downloading it I probably won't even be able to listen to it. ANGEL 2 You shouldn't. SUPACREE I shouldn't, but I know i have to. ANGEL 1 In PUBLIC? JESUS Could go Incognito... ANGEL 2 INCOGNITO; The “oh please don't look at this:” easy algorithm engine for “LOOK AT ME, I'M HIDING SOMETHING.” MEANWHILE...IN DEEP MEDITATION…(IE OMNIPOTENCE) SUPACREE So... if a song is... nothing but question and answer, what's a song which references another in an attempt to address the question which was asked? ME A conversation between one song and another? MYSELF I guess, yes; I Well, that would be a symphony, I would suppose. SUPACREE It would, wouldn't it. ME That is, if the songs were in sync. MYSELF They could be made to be. I Every song is made to be in sync; ME I mean, two songs, made to be in sync with each other. _______ SUPACREE is on the floor at a rave. BASSGOD WAKE UP. SUPACREE This isn't funny anymore. ANGEL It was never funny. You have to get up. SUPACREE I'm up. BASSGOD You're NOT UP. ANGEL Come on, you have to do this. SUPACREE I'm doin it. GOD NO. ANGEL It's no use. She's so, so under there. It would take all of us to try to pull her out--that is without... [The darkening sky crumbles, as the thunderous storm rages, the battle between worlds expands throughout the outer galaxies.] ____ You're not skinny enough You're not pretty enough You're too dark, And you don't work quickly enough Much younger girls are putting in such Efforts, just to be, the perfect little beauty queen You wish you were, But couldn't be and kids these days are Everything that means anything Sometimes I Don't Wanna Be Happy… It was bad, But better than I'll ever be A basic remix, For the basic bitch that sings it And, I'm basically a Dillon Francis fiend, Have you seen this? Now it's getting serious, I seriously doubt there's anything I can do about it It's in God's hands and, I live in Satan's house How did he do this? How did this happen? The sad result of the damage, Cause i'm pretty sure The very last time my ex ever hit me Something got stuck on repeat; It's just eating me up. ___ [Untitled Document] What did we call that place, between “The Blackout” and waking up. Hazy. I thought it was something more clever. Maybe, but i'll never find it if i'm just scrolling through these documents. Write ”Untitled Document” That's all I've got, I guess. _____ [A DJ] Can be played by literally any DJ. A wild, wild party has happened. A DJ wakes up, previously having been sprawled out across the floor. A DJ Whose house is this…? Ugh. [Looks in mirror.] A DJ ughhh. [S/he gets up and stumbles groggily, stepping over bodies hunched and perched, slung about sleeping. Peacefully. The sun is bright, a curse to the eyes of the clearly hungover, and likely still quite inebriated DJ. ] CONCURRENTLY: >>> SUPACREE awakens from a ‘stupor' herself, displeased. She looks in the mirror, at first disgruntled, then “picks up her face” adjusts her perception, and decides, SUPACREE (“I'm good.”) Yep. [And she keeps it steppin, still asking aloud, as she ponders to herself;] SUPACREE Whose house is this? [And makes her way into the kitchen, where she (probably in a montage) cleans around the many bodies of hot people and rave babies still smudged and dripping in everything glittery; she appears to have ‘frozen time', as she vacuums faces and erases permanent marker penises drawn onto the foreheads and other exposed body parts of those who have fallen asleep with no shoes on. She cooks breakfast and straightens the entirety of what is now more recognizable as someone's home, though the owner still remains unknown. She sips coffee and reads the newspaper, as she steps behind the freshly detailed decks; and prepares a set through the headphones shes hung happily around her neck.] PAUSE ME See! THIS IS RIDICULOUS. MYSELF It is. Ridiculous. You can't vacuum someone's face! I Not that part-- MYSELF --Especially white people! ME You never said they were all white people. I I mean, predominantly; it said hot people and rave babies. MYSELF That's racist! ME It isn't. This whole scene would be entirely different, if it had nothing but black people in it. ALTERNATELY: She wakes up in the same house, but it's clean. SUPACREE ...Whose house is this? BEYONCE It's my house. SUPACREE It's... nice. BEYONCE Yes it is. ______ DILLON FRANCIS has the master plan. SUPACREE Ugh, he knows everything. GOD Not everything, dear, believe me. SUPACREE Everything that matters. GOD There's no such thing as everything that doesn't matter. SUPACREE ...What?! __ Don't look in there! You won't find anything in there. I hate these things. ____ It doesn't work if you don't practice. How do I practice without decks? You don't. How do I Dj without practicing? You don't. So DJing is just for rich people? I mean, primarily, or just...anyone with money, if you have it. Fuck this, I quit. You can't quit. If you quit we forfeit the game. No... You idiot. What game? I thought she knew about the game. What. game. Well, it's not just a game, it's a language. WHAT GAME. She's about to be so angry, dude, just--- Just run. ___ 8 Dimensional--wait, what? Oh, she finally made it. I never thought she'd get to this part. Well, she stopped eating meat and cooks asian food-- ---yeah, but that's like 6 different places-- She's not listening to Skrillex. --She's not skipping it-- --yeah, but she isn't listening to it actively.-- Josh Pan. Yeah. I am. Why. I thought we were past “why” We were, we were WAY past “why” It wasn't really a question, guys, don't worry about it. “Don't worry about it” Tsh. Tsh. ___ It's just an expression. “expression” yes. I get it-- ___ He named it “Kliptown Empyrean” What. What's “Empyrean”? I'd love to know, but I don't. Don't google it. I won't, I just. __ GO KARTS. With A K. __ Where's Kliptown? South of Capetown? South? South Afri-- Stop. HE”S AFRICAN? Stop. What's more offensive; Being called an African, or an Alien? ___ One off...hmmm… Always one off. ___ Get out of my house! This is your house? Thank God, I was starting to worry the owner like wandered off and got lost; or, you know (makes slitting throat) I... no, this is my--wait. Who are you? Me? I'm S U P A C R E E “S U P A C R E E”? [having been yet unrecognized, shes is used to having to spell it] Yeah; ___ Key of Cringe: I'm in a box with all my thoughts, And I am not on top of the world Or taking shots, I'm just rocking back and forth Like broken record, Repeating sequences, a robot A beat box of kittens Nobody wants I'm lost (if rock and roll will take me I wonder how much it costs) ____ What did this kid do? Nobody knows _Oh, shit, it's the Jews again. I love the Jews. We know. I keep telling you, you're jewish I'm not jewish my mom's… That's not your mom. Of course that's my mom. It's not, I already told you what planet you're on? __ Now, tell us why we wear our masks! Oh, there are lots of reasons for that. Tell us about the Sauce! All the sauce? Yeah!!! That would be a long story. __ Oh, the Google kids are cute, too. I especially love that little chunky one. He is cute, he's probably my favorite, actually ____ PIERCE? Who the fuck is PIERCE? Google it. I like this, this is- It's different, isn't it? Yeah, and then it __ Sunni—are you Jewish? I...identify as “Jewish” You can't just identify as Jewish. Well, I do. No, you can't just “identify” as Jewish; your mother has to be Jewish. Okay; my mother is Jewish. Sunni—you don't talk much about your family; who's your mother? Who's your mother?! Oh! Okay, we're done. See you next time, bye! What are you doing? What? “Identify as Jewish”?! WHAT?! I do! No I don't! You don't know me! Maybe not! But I know TMZ. I'm not on TMZ Sunni Blu is on TMZ What did I do?! YOu know what you did. ∆ Well, alright then. ∆ Must be something. ∆ I got it. . Don't look at me;; I'm a catastrophe, I'm just waking up now Don't look at me, I got so high i think I might not come down It's not a bad thing But I'm a bad guy, i promise It's not a bad thing, Don't look in my eyes; Especially if I like you Especially if you have other plans tonight, Or this morning That's right Time flies when you're (dynomite) Time flies when your mind right I didn't mean to stay here It's been nearly half a year, you know It's nearly half a year It's nearly half a y AHEM ALRIGHT. JESUS CHRIST. No, not that! [sighs heavily, frustrated] Enjoy Your Day. FARRO nobly sacrifices his own life during The Lovers Quarrel, as PETRUTHEIO attempts a final and fatall blow unwittingly against ‘CESMET' A saturn of satirical Return of reverb Expanding explosions of Outward and unearthly Worlds within words Or words within Worlds on the Curve of the Unwritten overtures of -Mother wow . I guess. Do you want a cup of coffee? I want you to shut the fuck up. What if Jimmy Fallon had a diary as a kid. And I found it when i shapeshifted into his body. Yeah, what if. What if this is it? [SUPER HUGE GASP] Oh, AHEM- No, i Gotta write this. AHH– Oh, the things i would do to you Oh, woah, The things you would do to me Oh, no, no, woah The things i would do AHHH– Don't be mad I'm a writer I'm like this Hi kids wanna see how sharp my knife is yikes Sigh, bitch, ive been sitting in silece With the lights off cause i like it Ilike it a lot, but uhm Ahem, The rabbi's mad cause that i'd write this And it's shabbat This is why i don't listen to deadmau5 anymore. What are you talking about *listenining to* GODDAMIT. what The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… 03. JIMMY FALLON All ya'll are all worth bout a dollar; I am a cyclone, watch me holler I lived my whole life underwater I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon All ya'll are only bout a dollar I work so hard, I guess for nothin I am not worried bout a dollar I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon I guess I'll do it on my own I had to do it all alone I made some soup, all out of stones I am the only one I know I am not worried bout the sauce I am so famous, got a stalker I am so famous Can't go no where I got a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I'm at the office, Not my home No collab I work alone Opened a business, got a loan I got a hundred of them passwords I went frontwards —1I went backwards Went to Manhattan, took a walk Went to the rock and dropped a rock Now put your money where your mouth is I got a thousand Jimmy Fallons (What's that) (I'm the host) What's that, what's that I work alone What's that what's that I dropped a rock into the rock What's that what's that I'm the host, I'm Jimmy {enter the multiverse/ as seen on tv} Story/ music video Moderately famous household television Jimmy Fallon suddenly begins appearing everywhere—that is—on every possible TV screen imaginable— The Protagonist, in confusion, can't seem to escape, and also amusingly begins finding Pennies in very strange and seemingly random places—these Pennies then begin opening up portals, breaking the fourth wall and opening worlds to other dimensions— Have you seen this? Uhh, hmwhat is it? Mits m “Two dumb Jews, starring Seth Rogen, and some other dude— Who's the other dude— some Jew,but it's got Adam Sandler in it. Oh, so three dumb Jews. So, no, then? I'd watch the shit out of that, though, tvh. Why's the synopsis? Uhh. Two Jewish musicians struggling to make it in new York's congested underground music scene hit it off in comedy by complete accident, after being booked as a duo for a comedy club they mistook for a bar. Heh. Okay, who does Adam Sandler play? “The Bookkeeper” What. Who the fuck is “the book keeper?” We'll see, I guess. “Two Broke hoes@ It's like two broke girls, but actually funny. What, be nice . Okay. Two Broke Ghosts That's better— — And marketable. Are you pale, or just— No, I'm dead. I'm dead. X.X Be NICE. Now our musical guests, SWAGGARBOMB. What in the fuck kind of music is that It's called “Dorkstep” [the doorbell rings] Great, who the fuck is I got a train car of your body count I got way far out to far rock away, way out Stop to talk to me, or don't, Kill your culture You need some? I got u— Probiotics, yo The truth hurts Your shit stinks Must be a mirror over herer Cause that's me I m your hero. Esha I think McGuiennes? Or McGrefor, after Ewab, maybe New York wants me to kill myself Maybe eventually New York if full of the devil The devil is money And everyone wants it The root of all evil, Is getting even The root of all evil Is people Beside myself, But besides that The ones hurting me, are soon to be where I am That's just karma The gangstalkers are soon to be stalked Coughed, and shot at The neighbors are soon to be eaten by their own demons When I don't clean them The root of all evil is evil, And that's all I see here White power wants me to kill my self The Caucasians get crazy when the race war is waging The elections are coming up And they see us coming up on conciousness They don't want us Just being honest They're hateful, They washed all the love out Thanks Karen But she don't care White firms just wanna have fun And they get to Meanwhile, me and I Eat shit( bro, And die Why's it nice to be white Even when you're wrong, you're right All you gotta do is lie, Open up your big blue eyes real wide and Decide what you want, Put us under your foot, And make us pay for it Thanks Karen Caucasians are terrorists I think it's McGuennes or however you spell it, cause half the names are like plays on Okay, I lie: You made a world where I have to Okay, I steal You took everything that I'm after already Or your ancestors did Call the luxury apartment reparations But ain't got no privacy, and hells angels and the kkk Ride motorcycles every time I get my eye on the prize So what's the price for being indegenous, black, and a genius White supremacy finds sneakier ways to kill you ESHA MCGUENNES (I thought figure out how to spell that. My left side's off I guess I got Stuck in the love of the art I was writing that part When the life of my love Fell over me A lover huh I'm so confused. I'm sorry bro, But if you're morbidly obese, But your feet are like a size 6– You are not BIG BONED. My doctor said I have a small frame, my feet are size 9, I went from a 10 to an 8.5 after losing 200 hundred pounds, I'm like “goddamn! Even my feet were fat! Fuck” But if you're fat like I was and your feet are size 6, your feet might be like a si3 4! You're a fat fucking pixie that fucked around and can't do little pixie shit now, cause you like pixie sticks Too much I'm just the rat in the dumpster I made this whole world up I swallowed the doctor I hearted the surgeon I locked up the dog catcher; I cauldron'd the Mormons I called it a sermon, but He called them all — Wait, who is Herman?! I don't know! Some black guy on that show I'm writing! what. I don't know. You're writing a show?! I'm on it! Ugh, I don't know. No fair, You really know how to make me cry When you give me those ocean eyes Those ocean eyes Good looking people In good looking places Doing good things; I just want to be Good today Good looking people Good looking people Bye, bye little bird, Think of the dreams we made Think of the drummer boy, Your lover boy, Then, the other boy There we go again, With the drums we played And the love we made It just won't make it Oh I Just Can't take it Can I come back yet? SHUT UP, GAYBRAHAM LINCOLN. I'm having breakfast at 10 am Thinking damn this depression is just setting in There's a chest on my elephant Chester drawer with hand carved elements Elephant ok my chest, Clisets with hangers and button ups I haven't won't yet What FOR WHAT FOR. MY EYES. For the sake of the art, I heart ya. For perhaps if I love, That's how I lost ya. So I keep all my love close, The brothers have found the fountain How many dollars do tootsie pops cost For one Jimmy Fallon? return to the blacklist. Great. Now I'm Jimmy Fallon. Well what's fucked up! What happened! FUCK! I hate being Jimmy Fallon! Whose dick swings to the right like that. Ow. FUCK. Fuck this guy. GODDAMMIT. -_- Let me in. Or I could just leave you out. No, don't do that. WHY. Ahh. Shhhhhh!!! What if someone sees me. Hmm, let's see. [rings neighbors dooorvelk, shuts door] No! The neighbor opens the door; now gifted with the ability to see demons, after merging with Fast forward Oh no, when did that thing come into play (When this happened) Liz lemon lives on the ground floor It don't matter cause she ain't never home l She's at the rock That's all the way up Good talk, Donaguey, Good, Good Talk Good people Good show Good good times It's good to be long gone from home Go to work at the plaza That ones Conan. Oh, Why?! Why not, though. OH, you mean— Katt. What up Snoop . Ahh, Look what the pimp limped in. You think you're clever. You think you're at least 5 foot—but you're 4 foot 9 I'm STILL WINNING CHARLIE SHEEN relapses on the dance floor Oh shit. Relapses to which habit? All of them! 10-4 CALL RUSSEL BRAND. Csnt. Why not. He's blacked out. What? Another relapse?! No, he just— passed out KABLAM. “The Cockney Thug” He's just like that now. God What is it. Can I have ham in my spam samwhiches. —you want ham in your spam sandwhich. Yes. Roasted cantaloupe with Put your notebook On my throat-Scrotum I like your poems So I wrote you this one Oh. That's. Welcome—to the' creepy shit fans have done for u's backlogs. “Backlogs” Well, I have millions of fans, It would take me years to look at all this. [the festival project] Woah. Woah. Ok. Yo. Have you seen this. What is it. I don't know. Hm. Look. Woah: Yeah, it's— Wow Ok. It just goes on like this— For how long— For like GOH GOH l GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUT TO: Latest — 1:04 WHAT? MEANWHILE ….IS THAT A JIMMY FALLON? LOOKS LIKE ONE. SHOOT THAT MOTHERFUCKER. ok , boss. I told you, He would play The Devil's Advocate, If need be [JIMMY FALLON is shot mercilessly in the shoulder in broad daylight.] YO. THEY SHOT ME. He'll be okay. He's Jimmy Fallon. [LIKE 90,000 Ambulances and a SWAT team roll up.] See. DEADMAU5 charges himself in a high speed chamber—a tech-driven coffin via a USB port in his neck. Lol. Ok. (PDA) Public Displays of Affliction I've never even see. A. Aston Martin Sometimes it's worth it, Getting lost in Manhattan I just saw the sign I wouldn't dare entering, anyhow Not in this outfit Not in this predicament (I just left the Whole Foods market) I got lost and god was happy Motor cars for music Force a figure ibto music Forgive Annie, Run a mile what's a california smile In New York What a garden Oh, what a garden Double back. For a second glance Oh, don't we all want second chances Now I've been an Aston Martin Motorists dot muses now u want her What a party I just saw the sign Now I've been an Aston Martin All by design Companion passing through KAWS I just bought a Ferrari I said, Where the roof is?! Where the roof is?! Blū electrico Roof finished in Nero Just a hit of magic A menacing, incredibly ambedextrous submissive One time I played God, I was hanging as the sun in Toronto In my third eye was a camera lense; My baby daddy, Lover and my best friend My husband My lover and My best friend My brother And my father Were my best friends Once upon a time I never had friends Now I remember sitting in the backseat, Has been I remember when I never had ribs I remember when I never had meat Nice to meet you I already had a coffee I remember sitting in the front seat Once upon a time I was anno one Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once a bunch of Pennies, lady Gaga I'm a baby, haha Once upon a time, I was a no one A nobody Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I remember penny was a virgin I remember when you were the third one, l Once upon a time I was the first one Once upon a time, I thirst my quench with Coffee Body guard! I remember going on a long run I remember once there was a Knock on my door Now I quench my thirst with smart water With a hard on Never was a smart one Just an artist I was no one Once upon a dollar Jimmy Fallon Once upon a nothing, there was no one Now I take my coffee on a long ride No fun Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Amen I wish for every dollar I ever had, back Jimmy Fallon I wish it was 11:11, every Dillon Francis I wish for sandwhiches on leavened bread at Passover I wish this whole world would Passover, With the the stories in my home And in my notebook I wish for the fame and wealth with it, Jimmy Fallon I wish I never laughed at Dillon Francis I wish Skrillex was never a demon, I take it back I want the wealth And not the fame Just the freedom, Jimmy Fallon What do you mean by that? A dad, an actor An attack, The press is back and asking questions I can't handle that I can't. I just can't with that Abandon the matrix Go back to What's his name But I can't Cause I made him up Call my mother begging to drop the charges Called my God Just asking what the pocket watch does What's an engagement ring like that coat How much to rug the cameras up Inside my home So I don't know about em That shit's priceless Like the 9 Dollar's I've got Marked up, but not to spend them at the Market Jimmy Fallon I pray for your family But not as hard as I pray For my son Or God To take this fat off So I can look like Jennifer Aniston Cause that's God to em, 22 year old Adam Sandler At a brunch A talk show with my Least favorite host of all time Jimmy Fallon But I love to laugh, huh I just got back, God My house is a mess I want meth like AshGod If Method man was drinking up the water Would there be backwash It's a horrible, windfall This awesome art project My broken heart The coughing stalkers Whatever the fuck is going on in New York I love New York But not New Yorkers It hurts to be the worst person The first person to put reverse curses On shamans from the 3rd world And I'm living in the first world, But I just learned that Underneath the surface Is the fourth world That's some dichotomy Huh That's some diabolical plot The cosmic avenger is stuck in a dimension Of white pocket tenses And white bitches who get offended With this scripture But listen I just got up And I've been privy to Never sleeping again Norman Needs you, Mrs. Hotch But I was never Mrs. Roberts With all of the hearts and crosses , stars I give up on love Where's DimlonnFrancis at That's a man without a mask, That's a mannequin m. Just got up And I still want breakfast All I got is Stuff that's leavening A hand in my pocket Just for God to show me Nobody I want wants me Jimmy Fallon has a family That's a tragedy, that But I laughed so hard in the bathtub I still haven't come back from that I feel bad for em, actually All the husbands Cause I was the wife that sucks And he hated me so much I got punched in the— Doesn't matter Stuck in the telling it over and over Nobody loves me My new password is Fuckit I'm gone galloping horses, And hornets, I'm just a furniture Probably should have aborted me, mother Just like you wanted to But I'm still in the hospital On the honor roll Cause I had them all lined up The prophets of the “Impossible, could not be my God!” That's what they all said, But they dressed me up like Some sort of messiah, So I was, then It wasn't right, no That was malpractice But now I've got Camping in Malibu Crossed off my list forever Shit It's some dichotomy Just hold onto me I'm the rock, You're the kite now, Jimmy Fallon I was just better off dead, You know Better off stuck in my head, you know. I read your messages, every one of them Every one of the drugs in my bucket I threw up from the fan club Impossible, Could not have been at that clown JIMMY FALLON - THE COSMIC AVENGER JIMMY FALLON THE COSMIC AVENGER is levitating in a hyper-meditative state. UH – “hehe” …I beg your pardon. “Hehe” Um… Fuck. Or “haha” “haha” … Just admit it. … Admit it already! –haha. Admit WHAT. This gets Levels. Nobody thought Patrice O Neal was a woman! I thought Patrice O Neal Was a Woman. Ah, fuck, I'm nobody. “Nobody” Is that Bob Saget? I swiped right on this dude, just cause he looked exactly like Bob Saget. Omg. Bob Saget! Fuck, that's right. EXT. THE W HOTEL, BEVERLY HILLS, DAY/ EXT . PODSHARE WESTWOOD ROOFTOP, DAY OH MY GOD, GUYS, LOOK: IT'S BOB SAGET. No it's not! Oh My God! Yeah IT IS! Fuck, really?! Bob Saget?! BOB SAGET! YO GUYS, IT'S BOB SAGET. It was, in fact, Bob Saget. Bob Saget's dead, right? Oh yeah, bud. That's it guys! No more dead celebrities! I'm coming with you! NO MORE GHOSTS. Look, I have something to tell you. UGH. COME ON. This is a weird superpower. EXT. GRAVEYARD, QUEENS, NY. DAY … … … Having fun yet? Alright! I have a question! What? When do I get to– Get to what? You know. Luckily, I die long beore Jimmy Fallon, and as my time approached, I took all i could absorb from the world within, and without, almost as if any and all of my deathwish had been satiated with the gentle ease, the notion of knowing my imminent death would come long before what those surrounding me would consider my time, and therefore would not be made to lose anymore than I already had–but at least, I did have th strength in knowing, not only would i never grow so old as to see for show most of what I had done, but that I had done most of what I would have at all, and not much longer than my words would form into all that would come to be known as my full body of work, I would perish, even before–long before– those I had studied, admired, and known to love–if only through the fourth wall, at all. The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… THAT was a HARD left turn. So, what time can we listen to Excision? Sometime after intermission. How many acts is this again? ___ I told you, IN-FIN-ITE. Okay… I just wanted to know how long it would take? ___ I know someone that cold get us in _____ (Sitting on a speaker in the BassPod) What is she doing? What are you doing? Charging. __________ I think I found that girl you were looking for. Where is she? I said I found her: I didn't say you could have her. She's not a possession, I'm just trying to talk to her. You didn't mention that she was-- Be careful with your words. Oh, I think it's you that ought to be careful. You're losing your power over her and it shows. Mm. And what about your ‘power', hm? I haven't any power over her-- Oh, but you do-- Will Power at best, That would only be half of it. That would be all I had anything to do with; she was given free agency. HA. “Given”? ____ awww look at that bass face. Well, that's one reason... __ Ah what! you can change your entire frequency? No Fair, I can't do that You can, it just takes practice. What kind of practice-- ___ Oh shit, this hits different with two headphones. It all hits different with headphones. Calorie Deficit Calculator: -3423 Oh shit. Well how many calories did I eat? BEFORE: …chocolate chip cookies? NO— —CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIESzzxz— [CC/SUPACREE robotically and autonomously ditches her bicycle outside of sprouts, not giving a Fuck.] —s—noh! stop it! Stop controlling me! THEY ARE VEGAN. SO? STOP IT. Ooh, what's this. I don't know— get it. CC/SUPACREE stands awkwardly at the checkout with a varied selection of vegan baked goods. *beep* Yeaaaahh. So wait. SUPACREE is controlled by aliens? WE ARE GODS. Knock it OFF! [NEW ABILITY UNLOCKED: SUPASTRENTH ] Nice. Yeah dude. Watch this. The Legend of Supacree is the #1 MMORPG in the world; it is also happening in real-time, in multiple worlds within the multiversial construct of the actual Omniverse. AGHHHHH In fact, nobody even plays GTA or call of duty anymore. YAH! [Random objects falling from the sky. ] SUPACREE Oh, nice. INSTANT MANIFESTATION. JUST POST THE FUCKING EPISODE ALRIGHT?! this bitch is fucking crazy. Watch this. Watch what? SHIA LABEOUF discovers The Legend Of Supacree franchise and becomes villainously obsessed with It, hatching a heinous and maniacal plan to hunt her down and capture her—tracking her every move and learning everything about her he can. Wtf. I don't know. Is he a villain? I don't know. I guess. I'M A SUPERVILLAIN. …He's a supervillain. I guess. Why?! I don't know. This is creeps. It is creeps. [lifts one eyebrow.] SUPACREEps. Scary monsters and supacreeps. Heh. NO, NO MUSICIANS. Heh. SHIA LABEOUF is a straight up gangster. HE'S CRAZY! [SHIA LAUGHING MANIACALLY.] Oh, wow– That dude is a straight up psychopath. You're a straight up psychopath. I'm not arguing. What is THIS part of the story? Well, son, you made it through. WOODY HARRELSON? WHAT. Woody Harrelson?! WHY? I don't know. He just fit the part. WHAT PART?! WHAT/! Nobody quite understands what's happening in ENTER THE MULTIVERSE, however, THE LEGEND OF SUPACREE has taken an incredible turning point, intersecting with the world of LEGENDS and THE SECRET LIFE OF SUNNI BLŪ/ THE SUITE LIFE OF SUNNI BLŪ. IT HAS? YES? WHERE? I WANNA DIE. OH! That's not SUPACREE! [CC HULK SMASHES her bike onto the rack on the bus. THE HULK, sitting just in front stares at her wide-eyed as she boards the bus over the rim of his sunglasses.] Oh, maybe, nevermind. Wait! Is it THE HULK, or MARK RUFFALO? I don't know! I don't give a shit! Why are you even writing this? Uhhhhhhhh. [CC's brain is slowly melting as she rides the bus to work. THE HULK– OR IS IT MARK FUCKING RUFFALO!? I DON”T FUCKING CARE– THERE'S A DIFFERENCE WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE IT – DOESN'T– MATTER! ‘It doesn't matter.' Chal's words echoed in my head almost too loudly–as boldly blind and sometimes even dumb as he was, he was also wise, and as it turned out, right–it really didn't matter. Nothing mattered at all. I had gone through the motions of reaching out to him, to of course as expected learn that he and whatever her name was had gone their separate ways; I understood that would be the case nearly immediately back in Mazunte, but as he was insistent he would woo her–and persistent in doing so, that I thought maybe after all love– or what really turned out to be his obstinate lust would win the day–and yet, it hadn't; he was again single and on the prowl– and although at one point I had even lusted after him briefly, trailing behind him in nonchalant platonic carelessness as he obsessively followed another woman, had allowed me to become comfortable enough in the friendzone that i could just simply exist next to him; Now, again faced with homelessness and factoring in my inability to travel much further than south of the border, especially now knowing well how to travel throughout mexico and into Guatemala, I wondered truly if my own self-worth had really been lowered to the point of allowing myself to meet Chal in Guatemala–even full well knowing that he, too, preferred perfect and illy white to my dark skin and quite seemingly matronly features, and, knowing for myself that I wasn't his first choice– as he and I had of course met in Mazunte around the same time he had met whom he considered to be ‘his Goddess'-- albeit while on a topless beach and thus hynotized by her breasts. Men were hopeless. Then, here I was, waking up every other sleep cycle in the cold sweat of a wet dream, the subject of which I typically at least tried to keep deeply hidden in my subconscious psyche as secrets, although by now it seemed there really were none, and all that I knew and that I thought were known and seen by some other than myself–though somehow still holding true to my belief that there really was none other than myself–in my own broken and twisted world, alone and punished in the depths of mediocrity and shame. Woah. Riding the bus. There's nothing lower. There's walking. To the bus. Yah. And all the sick people. And all the crackheads. And all the–what are those? Demons [demon hacks.] Ugh, fucking–ugh. SHIA LABOUFF'S obsession with SUPACREE is helga petaki-meets Tom Cruise jumping on Oprah's couch. Oh, wait, we're back on that storyline? I mean– I don't know how to write this. Just write it. he's a villain, right? I mean, that suit. SHIA LA– FUCK. WHAT?! Worst last name EVER. Well, not ever– Wait, is he black?! –It sounds french. GOOGLE SEARCH: ‘How Jewish is Shia LaBeouf? ‘ –no, he's Cajun – That's french-black–wait— –what? Cajun AND Jewish? –Yeah– Jesus! JESUS What? (raises one eyebrow) SUPACREE strategizes a plan of attack. Attack for what? {ATTACK} YOUUUU INCEPTED ME!!! AGH! {COUNTER ATTACK} NOT ME! DISNEY! {DODGING COUNTER ATTACK} Yeah, Blame “Disney!” I JUST DID. Oh, yeah, right!! RAVEN SYMONÉ It was Disney. THEY OK'D THIS?! They bought Marvel! THEY OK'D EVERYTHING. —Even the SKRILLEX? Especially the Skrillex —Especially the Skrillex. AGHHHHHHHH—— ———-AAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!! SHIA LABEOUF VS SUPACREE: FIGHT!!!! Everything looks good— —everything looks good. Everything looks fine— —Everything looks fine. But wait— What? What about that guy? Oh My— —oh my… Is he gonna be alright? Is that guy —gonna be alright? Is that guy gonna be alright? Is—that guy gonna be alright? Is that guy gonna be alright Is that guy— Gonna be alright? Is that guy gonna be alright?? Is that guy gonna be alright?! Is that guy gonna be alright m? Everything looks good— —everything looks fine Looks good— But what about that guy? …I don't know about that guy. Is he alright? Yo. Yooo. Stop writing songs about Skrillex. ((I literally can't.)) What?! It doesn't have to be about Skrillex! It could be about anybody! Here, they call with disco balls Stars in my eyes, but stars do fall First true love dies hard after all, No star shines bright as morning comes —(for) Sonny …I didn't write that. CUT TO: CC writes automagically between sets of heavy lifting. IMAGINARY FRIENDS, PART III DEADMAU5!!!! okay—one more—then cupcakes— Cupcakes? No cupcakes! I WANT CUPCAKES. Uh—No way! YES WAY. Mmm—no I'm sick of this diet! I'm not on a diet! I eat! You eat GRASS. I'm a vegan. This shit sucks. I told you, grass tastes bad. RICK?! (I also want cupcakes. ) Mmkay—ohh. You said that was the last one. No, more more. NO “one more” But I like this one—and it has the right amount of weights on it already—see? Jesús Christ He's not here. (Yes I am). Why the Fuxk. I also want cupcakes Okay, one more No “one more” The power of Christ compels ye! … Is that how that works? No. Maybe. (((Yes.))) AGHHH. The celebrities of Hollywood are gang stalking SUPACREE Can we— No. But I didn't even get to ask the question. The answer is no. THE CELEBRITIES OF HOLLYWOOD, after assembling with the Bampheramphs and Morherfuckers, have formed a supergroup tasked with bringing SUPACREE to THE HOLLYWOOD PEOPLE—so far, they have cunningly out-bested and outwitted THE US GOVERNMENT, including but not limited to THE FEDS, THE CIA, THE FBI and THE SECRET SERVICE. REALLY? I GUESS. HOW?! — DRAKE snoops on SUPACREE as she writes working half heartedly at THE NECK MACHINE with peaking curiosity, peaking over the time of his sunglasses. Whats it called. “Nautilus 4 way neck “ BPM: you're a jerk Do the Drake Do the Drake Do the Drake Work that neck Work that— Neck, Becky Work that neck, Work that neck Do the— “new note: Purchase ‘Honestly, nevermind' I had worked an entre month at LVAC before the circus went underway; Not a single drop of Skrillex had ever been played over the loudspeakers at any moment, for any of the time I had been employed there, nor had it burdened me any of the other time I had spent bettering myself within what I once cherished as sacred walls–now the illusion shattered, as nowhere I could seem to run – even the rural coastal jungle of Mexico-was far enough to escape the clammerings of something I quite honestly very much still loved, but wouldn't allow myself to enjoy— Or maybe, now, couldn't. BANGARANG. ‘Fuck this shit.' I wanted to move, but didn't—I wanted to leave, and probably should have, but wouldn't. I just sat there through it as my coworker, standing at about 5'4 ½ in a pair of tight black skinny jeans sang along and bounced rhymically. What the fuck. Then, as it had just been earlier that I was thinking of Sonny himself, and how, be it that any of my premonitions were actually accurate and true as I had once thought them to be, there would perhaps come a day that I regretted not listening to his works, just as one regrets not spending time with a loved one before their passing not giving enough attention to the little things, the tiny details, the time they had missed, but never missed without missing their loved one until it was too late. Then again, for me, any time in the then- present was too late, as I had only been followed, taunted, and ridiculed, openly humiliated and embarrassed, and never really paid directly for anything I had done, whether it did have to do with Skrillex or otherwise –and so I had made it more than a point to distance myself from it, anything having to do with it, or him, or anything really, music related—of course besides relying heavily on deadmau5 just for my own existence–that is, willingness wake up, move about the world and its endless, pointless constructs, and even so, completing a worthwhile workout with enough satisfaction that I could allow myself to leave the building–and now, with my commute taking up a grand total of 4 hours of my entire day—I didn't have the time or the energy to stay late into the days and even afternoons as I had before, or to arrive early as I had in the days and weeks before; Now this job was amounting to nothing at all, and I was surely less than breaking even. Whats the worry? You've got 20 minutes to write a story! Don't be sorry Mind your orders. You're a war chief Marry me, Oh pretty please— I plead to you, just sing for me Just think of me as a Never ending fantasy, At the very least When you bury me —and you buried me alive, Just for the look of things What makes us even Slitting wrists Or splitting things unevenly (Either thing benefits me, And my penis, I think.) Make me famous— She said Hate me or debate me, I have everything I need And I have everything you have, But I can leave, All with my dreams intact I do believe You think I'm evil Either way, unnecessary Why would I sit down and write a story— When you just did it for me? Why would I pledge allegiance to old glory She's ignoring me; Why would I change my name to satisfy your needs When mine sit idly by waiting Why would I dream of you, When you dream of me I have all I need, You have all of me in the other room While you watch cartoons with your lady I hate anime and now I hate you too, But I'm so stupid, Nothing soothes my moods, Except playing your tunes, Or music Whoop De Fucking do Would you Marry Me? He said (He never did, he just let her—) She said, I do And now they're doomed I built a tomb for two The bride and groom In music Two by two And used by Tuesday Music I presume To the beautiful Music I presume For the usual Music I presume For those who —- SHIA LABEOUF JUST DO IT. That is not how the end of the song goes. No, but this is how the end of the episode goes. Really!? How? [CC stares lifelessly forward out of the front window of the double decker bus; a man dressed in all blue catches her attention—another telepathic shapeshifter.] You brought…an umbrella? I told you there was a shit storm coming. Oh, nooh. Where's yours? I— don't care? That's right you don't. I don't. That's good you don't. I really don't. You don't give a Fuck, or a shit. I—don't give a fuck or a sh—wait— DILLON FRANCIS? I'm good at what I do. What do you DO? THIS. “A Silent Partner” Oh. I like that. That has all kinds of insinuations. Doesn't it? Hermph. You're a creep. A Supacreep. PAUSE ITS MISTER MAGOOoOOOOOOOooO0oO. No, it's the IRS. Fuck. HOLY SHIT SUNNI. WHAT. HOW DO YOU OWE 100,000 IN BACK TAXES?! Student loan debt. WHAT. THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE. Yes it does. HOW. Calm down Marci —MY ÑAME IS— [Sunnī Blū subdues her instantly with one if Supacree's mysterious rave weapons] Sit down, please. …what is that? You like it? Yeah. [she gives her another dose of strange vapor, she relaxes even further.] See. Yeah. Now that you're happy— —am i “happy” ? [she gives her another relaxing dose] —are you Happy? Yeah. Ok. So. I never filed my taxes because I had so muc

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“The Legend of Supacree” L E G E N D S “Tales of A Superstar DJ” My body is my hell My body is my hell My body is my hell My body is myhel Now i do't wanna live no more My body is my hell My body is my hell My body is my hell Now I don't wanna love no more i don't wanna live no more I don't wanna love no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna love no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna– Boy gets the girl– but in the end, i'm not either, I Still have to wonder why The nanny How I met yurr' Mother I'm neve gonna get all that God magic I need if I don't stop working. This isn't “work” Oh, yes it is. Deadmau5, a canadian DJ also known as Joel Zimmerman, hosts an anti-superbowl Star Wars Party, which turns unexpect— Look at me, feeling me, feeling you Now look at you, feeling you feeling me Feeling you feeling me Feeling me feeling you Feeling me feeling you Feeling you feeling Feeling you feeling –sorry. —Unexpectedly into the “superbowl party of the century”, when hundreds (eventually thousands) of “invitees” I've never been a man before, (that I know of) But ive got my hand over your heart , And it sure seems hard It sure seems hard -AHEM. Sorry. Receive an invitation via [SUPER JEW RABBI] AHEM What?! –Email, which was actually AHEM. WHAT! Oh My GoD! [Looks at clock] Oh. sorry Rabbi. When did you get to be such a Jew FLASHBACK Age: 12 Mom. I want a dreidel. …What's a dreidel? –And A Menorah! CUT BACK TO But honestly more recently, it was– [Stops traffic in Midtown Manhattan Rushour to pick up a penny.] [Jewish woman] Woooow. [JEWLUMINATTI] You see! I told you! Oh my God, why are the Jews in this series so stereotypically jewish? Because Jews are stereotypically Jewish. FLASHBACK: But what am I really saving here. Gevault! CUT BACK TO: YOU'RE A PEANUT BUTTER JELLy SaNDWHICH WITH NO PEANUT BUTTER AND NO JELLY. So just bread? –yes. But–[Anime sword swish] I don't eat bread. [Anymore] [FIGHT] Dang what DJ battle is THIS. The One You've Been Waiting For Mad men avatar the last air bender Grounded for life So how long's this whole thing supposed to take. –as long as it takes. What kind of answer is that. It's an answer. Don't be so sure of yourself. I am sure of myself; Just because it's not the answer you wanted doesnt make it any less of an answer. Now, sit down Watch out, and watch this: Too many apps on my phone I'm better off alone I'd better kill myself Nobody will ever love me Nobody will ever love me Watch out, watch this: My iPhone is trying to kill me, For real? See; It's natural selection I'm trying to unselect me Caviar, a delicacy How delishish The devil in me says to keep digging my grave I was once at a rave, And he gave me a halo A lion, I'm brave— I once said Spin it, Spin back the record again If it's all in my head Then I'm better off dead I'm better off dead Watch this! @Dillon Francis I'm stuck in a trance— Hanzel was lighting the candle And summoned me, Out of a dead sleep, With no pants on— It was a tech house set But I'm on acid Spinning an axis And stuck in a state of trance —i thought it was armin van buren at one point I have to give up at some point, writing, right? Now this is just point in history Point me away from the misery Mystery flavor is like Fruit punch, Or raspberry— Something like that, If you ask me; But white as the rabbit I pulled out the hat In the back seat I'm hatching a plan to go mad, But I need the recepits from Pasqualle for my taxes What the Fuck does that mean? I don't know; I'll read this In a year, When I unbury it Maybe I married my best friend, Deserved to get hit So I'm just going back to him Scratch that, he's mad at me I have no family Reckless abandonment God I'm attracted to everything Except for that See? She's racist. No, it's my ovaries! The lighter you are, the less the adversity I see you eyes turned to grey; Don't abandon me Yes, I wear contacts I'm faking attractive I laughed at him, had to He actually had magic @Dillon Francis How many hats to you have? Thanks to Hanzel, I'm back on this planet Why light a candle, when you know I haven't an answer; What did you ask? No, i haven't had breakfast yet — Thanks for reminding me I'm in a casket Goddamnit @Dillon Francis What are you? I'm an adversary GOOGLE: adversary ..??? ad·ver·sar·y /ˈadvərˌserē/ noun one's opponent in a contest, conflict, or dispute. Hmm. Oh. Opponent to what?! Could be anything, really. I don't like him… 2 for $ MIX AND MATCH INCLUDES BIG KING REALLY. Which one's the Big King? The little one, I think. He's not little In fact: LOOK AT EM. Dawh. Look at Skrillex. Dawg. Look at Skrillex. He bossed up. He was already boss. Well. He Sauced up, then. What kind of sauce is that?! I don't know, but looks like Dillon Francis is eating it. DILLON FRANCIS IS EATING IT pause. How am I still writing this show. She doesn't eat? She hasn't eaten. She doesn't eat. I haven't ate yet! BET. BET. OK—Bet. Nice. Sick. What are we betting. … … … WAIT. ,,, josh pan? … … Did you unpause? Unpause what? Uh. The game. This is the game. No, the game. This is the game! What are you talking about?!! Now I'm famous> This is The Game. sup. This is Sunni Blū Sup. It is?! Yea it is. Wait, it is?! I thought you were the kidd?? I am the kidd. Then, why is The Game meeting Sunnï Blu? For a collab. Duh. Wait. Pause. QUIT PRESSING PAUSE. Wait. Go back. I didn't get that last part. WE WATCHED IT A HUNDRED TIMES ALREADY. Screw you. We're watching it again. Ugh! I hate this! Dude. I hate watching this with you. It takes 3 hours to watch an episode! You guys are talking over all the good parts! It's all the good parts! This shit's exciting. I'm defaulting. What? This isn't—this isn't fair. I'm not doing this. What?! It isn't safe anymore. It was never “safe” SAFE! Oh nice. Baseball. It is baseball. Who's playing? All the DJs. What. For what?! It's the DJ GAMES. THE DJ GAMESsssssssss ITS THE DJ GAMES! OH FUCK YEAH. I fuck this. I quit. what. You can't quit. I can quit. I just did. You can't quit the DJ games. I just did. But you can't. I just did. Hey. Hey, what's up. I'm gonna be late. What's going on? My bus driver's drunk. Are you sure? CITY BUS DRIFTING IN SLOW MOTION /Hans Zimmer Music Yes. Welhp. What. That's it. I'm just gonna have to kill myself. Why, what happened? I'm pretty sure that's the only way to beat this level. What, really? Nah. I'm pretty sure Let me see. *SUPACREE jumps into oncoming traffic* YOU DIED. Aww. I died. WHAT THE FUCK. Well, you said. GAME OVER [fade to black] I HAD NO LIVES LEFT. WELL, YOU SAID! THATS'S NOT THE WAY TO— [fade to white] NEW LEVEL UNLOCKED: GOD MODE OOOHHHHHHHH. WHAT?! LVL i - DREAMSTATE What is this. SUPACREE. I— what? Hello? Follow me. Who is this? I know you. Oh. The above and beyond part. That's funny. I was just— So wait. If the end of this episode, is the end of that movie, then… I guess whatever's happening about now is whatever happened before that part. What part? I, having run off from I, runs into a forest alongside The Endless River, which opens out into a beautiful meadow, the micolored cosmic sky twinkling sweetly above, strange auroras dancing in the skies; a field of glowing and stardusted singing wishflowers at her feet, she frustratingly falls into them, soft grass puffing with the twinkling sounds of fairy dust and sprites (a homage to the lion king) the wishflowers softly sing her to sleep with the subtle and sweet frequencies of Skrillex. (A homage to the wizard of Oz) From Above & Beyond, a flock of Cosmic Creatures in flight spot a golden glimmer from afar; they descend dimensions-- to get a closer look; Closing in on the universe within the confines of a massive structure, which propels itself seamlessly through galaxies faster than the speed of light and sound, though she appears as a large golden space station, slowly drifting through the atmosphere. Manned by yet unseen beings, the golden ship descends upon Skrillex, almost silentl— a swishing whir as the ship, more similar to a futuristic building, an ovaline rounded structure seemingly structured in brass, gold, and silver as it docks to the soft soil of planetary terrain. The landing is soft enough not to have awaken Ū, still sleeping; but an immense light pours from the openings of the ship, waking her--and blinding Sonny as he finally approaches from behind, having been searching for her. She is drawn into the light; he shields his eyes as the beings emerge from their massive station. Monologue/Montage I fell in love with you...it was an accident. I fell in love with you, because I had to; I hadn't thought about it before, but i've been thinking about it ever since. Had I succeeded in my attempted suicide, we wouldn't have come face-to-face… Had I succeeded in my attempted suicide, I'd have no reason to write something so pathetic as this, pititul letter, which you will probably never read. Probably, anyway. I've spent a majority of my lifetime very deeply troubled, yearning for all the attention one could ever crave--until suddenly, I no longer craved any at all. Solitude, rather than isolation, became sacred, and safe to me; It was in the solace and quiet of my very own world, that you entered my kingdom...and it became ‘ours'. Silence. Nature. Astrology. My greatest found pleasures, in a cavalcade of endless self-doubt, self-loathing...a tiresome collection of all the hatred I've harbored for myself in my twenty-something years. I fell in love with you...I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to do anything, except be. Another festival, another escapade...another chance to dance, in the sunlight--the moonlight, under stars… And under the stars, is where I was forced to find you. Now, it seems, can't escape your presence--or lack-thereof. Unrequited? Perhaps. But, not unprovoked. I love you because it is in me to do so. I will always love you, always. There is a world where you're in love with me, as I am you; All I can do now, is hope that this is that same very world, and that as days go by, we draw closer to one-another, rather than further apart. In truth, friendship, in the very least, would serve as a worthy reward...for all the worry, all the wonder, and all the willing I've done for you; in honesty...I'm ashamed in my inability to let go--yet also proud, that I am able to love this much, this hard. To see you with someone else, now, would be a gentle relief; to know that you are kept in love, with graciousness...a subtle gift, an answer to a prayer I asked. Loneliness, I wouldn't wish upon you for anything--love is, in fact, my whole wish for you--be it mine, or not. While I can wish that it will be mine, I've also wished for you, the very best--I would want not for my flaws to burden you. Flaws are what create our perfection; God is, as I am. Losing you, the flame of fear that set my heart and soul to fire; Cancerous, weakened, plagued--premonitions impolitely penetrated my fragile, eggshell mind… the death of a friend, fast-forwarded and reflected into my mind's-eye; How could I forget a face like yours--eyes like those? How could I not know you, as I have? Tears bearing your name roll over my nose, like the rain on a rose...the burden of belonging to one, rather than some; To all, rather than none. So now, I keep my favorite photo of you in my phone...a comfort, to the weary and wounded heart I carry. I can pretend that your sweet voice accompanies mine, as I sing to soothe myself, as I sway in solitude; A gentle kiss, I imagine to give, if ever the chance. I love you, without reason to--and with every reason to, I love you. Find me, again As the ship departs, charging to go into warp speed, Sonny is left alone on his own planet; as a slight panic falls over him, A key-like object falls from the ship as it dissappars at warp speed into a portal. As his hands clap together, catching the object, the sound rings outward--this clapping pages The Skrillex, which lands promptly beside him, exclaiming-- "I AM SKRILLEX"; he has never seen this ship before, however proceeds onto the ship as though familiar with extra terrestrial phenomena all together. We only see him enter the ship; we do not follow him inside, but instead cut to Ū on the Interdimensional SpaceTime Station. Ah wait. So Skrillex is a planet? Skrillex is a lot of things SKRILLEX is a planet . That explains it. No it doesn't. I mean, it might. No it doesn't! I mean, it kindof does, if you think about it. BleepBleepBloop bleeepbleepbloopBloop bleepBleepBleeppBoopBoop bloopbloopBloopBloop. bleepBleep. bloop. Bleep? … This is a disaster! Don't look at ME. I'm not looking at anything! I can't stand it. __ This is the best thing on TV. Damn right it is. What channel is it, anyway? On Channel 43. What! I thought it was on Insomniac TV. They keep fucking with me. The Lord giveth, and taketh away— I thought you were Jewish. I want a sandwich. You're so useless. __ Who's this bitch? I won her in a bet. No you didn't. Royal Flush, bitch. What'd you get? It's a secret. __ My Lord. (Petrutheio Humphs) You look awful. I've been—working. Working on what, your majesty. Just—working, is all. Very well, then. Theodore— My leige? MEANWHILE, IN SEASON 4 [ When the 4th Wall Actually Broke] GO! I found this gym because of Dillon Francis— I found Dillon Francis because of my evil ex husband; I think the lesson here, or at least one of hundreds— Is to trust no one, And love unconditionally, No matter what. — 02-12-2022 Well, there's a conundrum. KEY/BPM: Slip, deadmau5 Conundrum. LEGENDS: ENTER THE MULTIVERSE Fuck. What was it? It was a p— Well it was a *PR Lol. *PT cruiser Yeah, but it was— It was purple. It was a purple PT. Cruiser It was—but what else was it? Ugh. I forgot. Yeah, I bet. GOOGLE SEARCH shades of purple. Ooooh. PERIWINKLE. You fucking dumb ass. I mean, Jesus. How long has it been? At least a lifetime. No, past that. It was a perfect periwinkle PT cruiser. So, start there. ‘Start there' what? Everything since then, till now— For what? Enter The Multiverse. That show is still on?! YES. What day is it? Fuxk. What time is it? What—the fuck. What?! CUPCAKES AND A MUFFIN?! I don't care how fat I am. You're not fat. QUASIMOTO Can I just say, your ass is like —woah. CC/SUPACREE Oh, thank you. QUASIMOTO I mean like—DAAAAAAMN. CC/ SUPACREE OK. QUASIMOTO i mean like—what the FAAACK. CC/SUPACREE Yeah. thanks, bro. [an awkward silence] QUASIMOTO …Good job, though. [light fist bump] EARLIER: MORE CUPCAKES. NAH. OHH, OREOS?! Oreos are the G.O.A.T. I WANTED CUPCAKES. SHUT THE FUCK UP— Before that, at the gym: —do the butt machine again. Again?! Get the glutes. But I'm tired— GET THE GLUUUUUUUUTES. SONNY/SKRILLEX Where am I? Ū Hell. ANGEL 1 In bed. ANGEL 2 In mexico. CUT TO: SUPACREE finally gets to Heaven, looking for SKRILLEX. SUPACREE So, where is he? JESUS Somewhere else. ANGEL 1 At home. ANGEL 2 In mexico. JESUS Who knows? CHAK CHEL Someone must... DILLON FRANCIS I'm someone. JESUS But I don't. ME I don't know anything. MYSELF I don't need to. I I just wanna go home. SUPACREE Can I come home now? JESUSYou always could. SUPACREE But really, I mean-- CHAK CHEL Really's all it really takes. ANGEL 1 You have to know, ANGEL 2 You have to mean it; Don't look both ways before you cross, if you honestly want off the cross Christ, for your sake Honestly It's probably wise to admit that you've tried For the third time; Mankind's just not worth it. Mankind, maybe; But humanity's my baby And this earth is definitely worth something I love it-- Her. And the rest of the planets, but Look how she spins, It's magnificent, Look at the way the ocean's Make this mist; And the wind-- If i sing loudly enough I might Vibrate the trees, How they love dancing and laughing for me; And I just can't help but to laugh at her inhabitants; They dance oh-so rhythmically They're very creative-- and grateful, they always give thanks to me It's no need, but the Earth, she keeps feeding them She makes these beautiful things, So sweet; Mangoes, I think. Greed; The Parable of the Mango Tree Mango VIP. In the pre-existence, a young God prepares for her journey through the Land of The Living; Her older brothers taunt and tease, as she shuffles through notes and index cards, studying her predetermined fate on Earth. I That's easy. The cover art's just got a Mango On it, White Backdrop; It looks super juicy; with a green leaf, I think. E Who made it? I Uhhhhh. ^> Uhhhhh... O You forgot! I No! I know, I know. It was.... A Who? U She forgot again. I I did NOT. E Did too. Who made it? I It was...it was...Herobust! Y Herobust? I Wasn't it? E Wrong! A Loser. I I am not a Loser. It was…Was it Ganja White Night? E I don't know, was it? A Was it? I I don't know! Just tell me. E I can't. I Yes you can! E I can't. Your rules-- I Exactly, it's my rules! Just gimmie the answer! E I think you're going to have to GOOGLE it. I Ugh, no way. E So is Liquid Stranger your final answer? Y Liquid Stranger?! I I never said Liquid Stranger. A Idiot. O Now she's never gonna get it. U What did you say before? I It was...oh... A See dude. I Shut up, I had it-FUCK. A Damn dude, you broke her. I I'm not broken, I just forgot - E Liquid Stranger, going once-- I I never said Liquid Stranger! I know it wasn't Liquid Stranger; Why would it ever be Liquid Stranger? CUT TO: A pair of mysterious dudes Suits in Sunglasses are collecting famous DJs. SUIT Martin Stääf? LIQUID STRANGER ...Yes... SUIT. Come with me. ___ CUT TO: Two fans are watching interdimensional cable. SUPACREE It's a practical-- FAN 1 WHAT HAPPENED? FAN 2 IT JUST CUT-- __ Aliens in an Ascended dimension of hyper-intelligence are studying our three-dimensional existence from an unknown cosmic world. BRAMF Remember that planet I showed you--the-- ARLA Yeah, with the Axis? BRAMF Yeah. ARLA Yeah? BRAMF Something happened to it, ARLA Like what? BRAMF It's flat now. ARLA WHAT? BOTH Woah. >^ Sometimes, even i'm surprised by the things I've written. ME I didn't see that one coming! MYSELF Neither did I: I was gonaa say it was off it's axis. I Flat's funnier. ME Yeah, and probably not as tragic. MYSELF I mean...that would be pretty tragic. I Probably easier to manage. ME Perhaps…But I mean, if you have a whole planet, and then it just collapses-- MYSELF It's just flattened; nobody said it collapses. MEANWHILE The planet collapses. __________ CUT TO: SUPACREE is now a full-blown superpowered vigilante; She seeks revenge for GETTER sending her through the interdimensions at AUDIOTISTIC. SUPACREE Getter, we meet again. GETTER I've never met you before; what are you doing in my dressing room? SUPACREE Why does a DJ have a dressing room? GETTER I don't know; get out. [She swiftly leaves; as she exits, THE SUITS approach the dressing room door.] SUIT 1 Tanner Petulla? GETTER Yeah? SUIT 2 Come with us. GETTER Fuck that! [He doesn't have a choice.] Oh shit, the next scene is already written, I remember this. Oh, okay! I get it! Yeah. She's still at-- She's still on the-- ____ JUST KILL YOURSELF ALREADY. For what? You're suck in this until it's done. What's done? It'll never be over, it's just infinite. ENTER THE MULTIVERSE ^ UNTITLED DOCUMENT >< >< >< ANGEL 1 YOU'RE GONNA LISTEN TO SKRILLEX ON YOUTUBE? ANGEL 2 DON'T. JESUS I mean... ANGEL 1 DON'T you dare. SUPACREE I might as well, by the time I finish downloading it I probably won't even be able to listen to it. ANGEL 2 You shouldn't. SUPACREE I shouldn't, but I know i have to. ANGEL 1 In PUBLIC? JESUS Could go Incognito... ANGEL 2 INCOGNITO; The “oh please don't look at this:” easy algorithm engine for “LOOK AT ME, I'M HIDING SOMETHING.” MEANWHILE...IN DEEP MEDITATION…(IE OMNIPOTENCE) SUPACREE So... if a song is... nothing but question and answer, what's a song which references another in an attempt to address the question which was asked? ME A conversation between one song and another? MYSELF I guess, yes; I Well, that would be a symphony, I would suppose. SUPACREE It would, wouldn't it. ME That is, if the songs were in sync. MYSELF They could be made to be. I Every song is made to be in sync; ME I mean, two songs, made to be in sync with each other. _______ SUPACREE is on the floor at a rave. BASSGOD WAKE UP. SUPACREE This isn't funny anymore. ANGEL It was never funny. You have to get up. SUPACREE I'm up. BASSGOD You're NOT UP. ANGEL Come on, you have to do this. SUPACREE I'm doin it. GOD NO. ANGEL It's no use. She's so, so under there. It would take all of us to try to pull her out--that is without... [The darkening sky crumbles, as the thunderous storm rages, the battle between worlds expands throughout the outer galaxies.] ____ You're not skinny enough You're not pretty enough You're too dark, And you don't work quickly enough Much younger girls are putting in such Efforts, just to be, the perfect little beauty queen You wish you were, But couldn't be and kids these days are Everything that means anything Sometimes I Don't Wanna Be Happy… It was bad, But better than I'll ever be A basic remix, For the basic bitch that sings it And, I'm basically a Dillon Francis fiend, Have you seen this? Now it's getting serious, I seriously doubt there's anything I can do about it It's in God's hands and, I live in Satan's house How did he do this? How did this happen? The sad result of the damage, Cause i'm pretty sure The very last time my ex ever hit me Something got stuck on repeat; It's just eating me up. ___ [Untitled Document] What did we call that place, between “The Blackout” and waking up. Hazy. I thought it was something more clever. Maybe, but i'll never find it if i'm just scrolling through these documents. Write ”Untitled Document” That's all I've got, I guess. _____ [A DJ] Can be played by literally any DJ. A wild, wild party has happened. A DJ wakes up, previously having been sprawled out across the floor. A DJ Whose house is this…? Ugh. [Looks in mirror.] A DJ ughhh. [S/he gets up and stumbles groggily, stepping over bodies hunched and perched, slung about sleeping. Peacefully. The sun is bright, a curse to the eyes of the clearly hungover, and likely still quite inebriated DJ. ] CONCURRENTLY: >>> SUPACREE awakens from a ‘stupor' herself, displeased. She looks in the mirror, at first disgruntled, then “picks up her face” adjusts her perception, and decides, SUPACREE (“I'm good.”) Yep. [And she keeps it steppin, still asking aloud, as she ponders to herself;] SUPACREE Whose house is this? [And makes her way into the kitchen, where she (probably in a montage) cleans around the many bodies of hot people and rave babies still smudged and dripping in everything glittery; she appears to have ‘frozen time', as she vacuums faces and erases permanent marker penises drawn onto the foreheads and other exposed body parts of those who have fallen asleep with no shoes on. She cooks breakfast and straightens the entirety of what is now more recognizable as someone's home, though the owner still remains unknown. She sips coffee and reads the newspaper, as she steps behind the freshly detailed decks; and prepares a set through the headphones shes hung happily around her neck.] PAUSE ME See! THIS IS RIDICULOUS. MYSELF It is. Ridiculous. You can't vacuum someone's face! I Not that part-- MYSELF --Especially white people! ME You never said they were all white people. I I mean, predominantly; it said hot people and rave babies. MYSELF That's racist! ME It isn't. This whole scene would be entirely different, if it had nothing but black people in it. ALTERNATELY: She wakes up in the same house, but it's clean. SUPACREE ...Whose house is this? BEYONCE It's my house. SUPACREE It's... nice. BEYONCE Yes it is. ______ DILLON FRANCIS has the master plan. SUPACREE Ugh, he knows everything. GOD Not everything, dear, believe me. SUPACREE Everything that matters. GOD There's no such thing as everything that doesn't matter. SUPACREE ...What?! __ Don't look in there! You won't find anything in there. I hate these things. ____ It doesn't work if you don't practice. How do I practice without decks? You don't. How do I Dj without practicing? You don't. So DJing is just for rich people? I mean, primarily, or just...anyone with money, if you have it. Fuck this, I quit. You can't quit. If you quit we forfeit the game. No... You idiot. What game? I thought she knew about the game. What. game. Well, it's not just a game, it's a language. WHAT GAME. She's about to be so angry, dude, just--- Just run. ___ 8 Dimensional--wait, what? Oh, she finally made it. I never thought she'd get to this part. Well, she stopped eating meat and cooks asian food-- ---yeah, but that's like 6 different places-- She's not listening to Skrillex. --She's not skipping it-- --yeah, but she isn't listening to it actively.-- Josh Pan. Yeah. I am. Why. I thought we were past “why” We were, we were WAY past “why” It wasn't really a question, guys, don't worry about it. “Don't worry about it” Tsh. Tsh. ___ It's just an expression. “expression” yes. I get it-- ___ He named it “Kliptown Empyrean” What. What's “Empyrean”? I'd love to know, but I don't. Don't google it. I won't, I just. __ GO KARTS. With A K. __ Where's Kliptown? South of Capetown? South? South Afri-- Stop. HE”S AFRICAN? Stop. What's more offensive; Being called an African, or an Alien? ___ One off...hmmm… Always one off. ___ Get out of my house! This is your house? Thank God, I was starting to worry the owner like wandered off and got lost; or, you know (makes slitting throat) I... no, this is my--wait. Who are you? Me? I'm S U P A C R E E “S U P A C R E E”? [having been yet unrecognized, shes is used to having to spell it] Yeah; ___ Key of Cringe: I'm in a box with all my thoughts, And I am not on top of the world Or taking shots, I'm just rocking back and forth Like broken record, Repeating sequences, a robot A beat box of kittens Nobody wants I'm lost (if rock and roll will take me I wonder how much it costs) ____ What did this kid do? Nobody knows _Oh, shit, it's the Jews again. I love the Jews. We know. I keep telling you, you're jewish I'm not jewish my mom's… That's not your mom. Of course that's my mom. It's not, I already told you what planet you're on? __ Now, tell us why we wear our masks! Oh, there are lots of reasons for that. Tell us about the Sauce! All the sauce? Yeah!!! That would be a long story. __ Oh, the Google kids are cute, too. I especially love that little chunky one. He is cute, he's probably my favorite, actually ____ PIERCE? Who the fuck is PIERCE? Google it. I like this, this is- It's different, isn't it? Yeah, and then it __ Sunni—are you Jewish? I...identify as “Jewish” You can't just identify as Jewish. Well, I do. No, you can't just “identify” as Jewish; your mother has to be Jewish. Okay; my mother is Jewish. Sunni—you don't talk much about your family; who's your mother? Who's your mother?! Oh! Okay, we're done. See you next time, bye! What are you doing? What? “Identify as Jewish”?! WHAT?! I do! No I don't! You don't know me! Maybe not! But I know TMZ. I'm not on TMZ Sunni Blu is on TMZ What did I do?! YOu know what you did. ∆ Well, alright then. ∆ Must be something. ∆ I got it. . Don't look at me;; I'm a catastrophe, I'm just waking up now Don't look at me, I got so high i think I might not come down It's not a bad thing But I'm a bad guy, i promise It's not a bad thing, Don't look in my eyes; Especially if I like you Especially if you have other plans tonight, Or this morning That's right Time flies when you're (dynomite) Time flies when your mind right I didn't mean to stay here It's been nearly half a year, you know It's nearly half a year It's nearly half a y AHEM ALRIGHT. JESUS CHRIST. No, not that! [sighs heavily, frustrated] Enjoy Your Day. FARRO nobly sacrifices his own life during The Lovers Quarrel, as PETRUTHEIO attempts a final and fatall blow unwittingly against ‘CESMET' A saturn of satirical Return of reverb Expanding explosions of Outward and unearthly Worlds within words Or words within Worlds on the Curve of the Unwritten overtures of -Mother wow . I guess. Do you want a cup of coffee? I want you to shut the fuck up. What if Jimmy Fallon had a diary as a kid. And I found it when i shapeshifted into his body. Yeah, what if. What if this is it? [SUPER HUGE GASP] Oh, AHEM- No, i Gotta write this. AHH– Oh, the things i would do to you Oh, woah, The things you would do to me Oh, no, no, woah The things i would do AHHH– Don't be mad I'm a writer I'm like this Hi kids wanna see how sharp my knife is yikes Sigh, bitch, ive been sitting in silece With the lights off cause i like it Ilike it a lot, but uhm Ahem, The rabbi's mad cause that i'd write this And it's shabbat This is why i don't listen to deadmau5 anymore. What are you talking about *listenining to* GODDAMIT. what The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… 03. JIMMY FALLON All ya'll are all worth bout a dollar; I am a cyclone, watch me holler I lived my whole life underwater I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon All ya'll are only bout a dollar I work so hard, I guess for nothin I am not worried bout a dollar I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon I guess I'll do it on my own I had to do it all alone I made some soup, all out of stones I am the only one I know I am not worried bout the sauce I am so famous, got a stalker I am so famous Can't go no where I got a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I'm at the office, Not my home No collab I work alone Opened a business, got a loan I got a hundred of them passwords I went frontwards —1I went backwards Went to Manhattan, took a walk Went to the rock and dropped a rock Now put your money where your mouth is I got a thousand Jimmy Fallons (What's that) (I'm the host) What's that, what's that I work alone What's that what's that I dropped a rock into the rock What's that what's that I'm the host, I'm Jimmy {enter the multiverse/ as seen on tv} Story/ music video Moderately famous household television Jimmy Fallon suddenly begins appearing everywhere—that is—on every possible TV screen imaginable— The Protagonist, in confusion, can't seem to escape, and also amusingly begins finding Pennies in very strange and seemingly random places—these Pennies then begin opening up portals, breaking the fourth wall and opening worlds to other dimensions— Have you seen this? Uhh, hmwhat is it? Mits m “Two dumb Jews, starring Seth Rogen, and some other dude— Who's the other dude— some Jew,but it's got Adam Sandler in it. Oh, so three dumb Jews. So, no, then? I'd watch the shit out of that, though, tvh. Why's the synopsis? Uhh. Two Jewish musicians struggling to make it in new York's congested underground music scene hit it off in comedy by complete accident, after being booked as a duo for a comedy club they mistook for a bar. Heh. Okay, who does Adam Sandler play? “The Bookkeeper” What. Who the fuck is “the book keeper?” We'll see, I guess. “Two Broke hoes@ It's like two broke girls, but actually funny. What, be nice . Okay. Two Broke Ghosts That's better— — And marketable. Are you pale, or just— No, I'm dead. I'm dead. X.X Be NICE. Now our musical guests, SWAGGARBOMB. What in the fuck kind of music is that It's called “Dorkstep” [the doorbell rings] Great, who the fuck is I got a train car of your body count I got way far out to far rock away, way out Stop to talk to me, or don't, Kill your culture You need some? I got u— Probiotics, yo The truth hurts Your shit stinks Must be a mirror over herer Cause that's me I m your hero. Esha I think McGuiennes? Or McGrefor, after Ewab, maybe New York wants me to kill myself Maybe eventually New York if full of the devil The devil is money And everyone wants it The root of all evil, Is getting even The root of all evil Is people Beside myself, But besides that The ones hurting me, are soon to be where I am That's just karma The gangstalkers are soon to be stalked Coughed, and shot at The neighbors are soon to be eaten by their own demons When I don't clean them The root of all evil is evil, And that's all I see here White power wants me to kill my self The Caucasians get crazy when the race war is waging The elections are coming up And they see us coming up on conciousness They don't want us Just being honest They're hateful, They washed all the love out Thanks Karen But she don't care White firms just wanna have fun And they get to Meanwhile, me and I Eat shit( bro, And die Why's it nice to be white Even when you're wrong, you're right All you gotta do is lie, Open up your big blue eyes real wide and Decide what you want, Put us under your foot, And make us pay for it Thanks Karen Caucasians are terrorists I think it's McGuennes or however you spell it, cause half the names are like plays on Okay, I lie: You made a world where I have to Okay, I steal You took everything that I'm after already Or your ancestors did Call the luxury apartment reparations But ain't got no privacy, and hells angels and the kkk Ride motorcycles every time I get my eye on the prize So what's the price for being indegenous, black, and a genius White supremacy finds sneakier ways to kill you ESHA MCGUENNES (I thought figure out how to spell that. My left side's off I guess I got Stuck in the love of the art I was writing that part When the life of my love Fell over me A lover huh I'm so confused. I'm sorry bro, But if you're morbidly obese, But your feet are like a size 6– You are not BIG BONED. My doctor said I have a small frame, my feet are size 9, I went from a 10 to an 8.5 after losing 200 hundred pounds, I'm like “goddamn! Even my feet were fat! Fuck” But if you're fat like I was and your feet are size 6, your feet might be like a si3 4! You're a fat fucking pixie that fucked around and can't do little pixie shit now, cause you like pixie sticks Too much I'm just the rat in the dumpster I made this whole world up I swallowed the doctor I hearted the surgeon I locked up the dog catcher; I cauldron'd the Mormons I called it a sermon, but He called them all — Wait, who is Herman?! I don't know! Some black guy on that show I'm writing! what. I don't know. You're writing a show?! I'm on it! Ugh, I don't know. No fair, You really know how to make me cry When you give me those ocean eyes Those ocean eyes Good looking people In good looking places Doing good things; I just want to be Good today Good looking people Good looking people Bye, bye little bird, Think of the dreams we made Think of the drummer boy, Your lover boy, Then, the other boy There we go again, With the drums we played And the love we made It just won't make it Oh I Just Can't take it Can I come back yet? SHUT UP, GAYBRAHAM LINCOLN. I'm having breakfast at 10 am Thinking damn this depression is just setting in There's a chest on my elephant Chester drawer with hand carved elements Elephant ok my chest, Clisets with hangers and button ups I haven't won't yet What FOR WHAT FOR. MY EYES. For the sake of the art, I heart ya. For perhaps if I love, That's how I lost ya. So I keep all my love close, The brothers have found the fountain How many dollars do tootsie pops cost For one Jimmy Fallon? return to the blacklist. Great. Now I'm Jimmy Fallon. Well what's fucked up! What happened! FUCK! I hate being Jimmy Fallon! Whose dick swings to the right like that. Ow. FUCK. Fuck this guy. GODDAMMIT. -_- Let me in. Or I could just leave you out. No, don't do that. WHY. Ahh. Shhhhhh!!! What if someone sees me. Hmm, let's see. [rings neighbors dooorvelk, shuts door] No! The neighbor opens the door; now gifted with the ability to see demons, after merging with Fast forward Oh no, when did that thing come into play (When this happened) Liz lemon lives on the ground floor It don't matter cause she ain't never home l She's at the rock That's all the way up Good talk, Donaguey, Good, Good Talk Good people Good show Good good times It's good to be long gone from home Go to work at the plaza That ones Conan. Oh, Why?! Why not, though. OH, you mean— Katt. What up Snoop . Ahh, Look what the pimp limped in. You think you're clever. You think you're at least 5 foot—but you're 4 foot 9 I'm STILL WINNING CHARLIE SHEEN relapses on the dance floor Oh shit. Relapses to which habit? All of them! 10-4 CALL RUSSEL BRAND. Csnt. Why not. He's blacked out. What? Another relapse?! No, he just— passed out KABLAM. “The Cockney Thug” He's just like that now. God What is it. Can I have ham in my spam samwhiches. —you want ham in your spam sandwhich. Yes. Roasted cantaloupe with Put your notebook On my throat-Scrotum I like your poems So I wrote you this one Oh. That's. Welcome—to the' creepy shit fans have done for u's backlogs. “Backlogs” Well, I have millions of fans, It would take me years to look at all this. [the festival project] Woah. Woah. Ok. Yo. Have you seen this. What is it. I don't know. Hm. Look. Woah: Yeah, it's— Wow Ok. It just goes on like this— For how long— For like GOH GOH l GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUT TO: Latest — 1:04 WHAT? MEANWHILE ….IS THAT A JIMMY FALLON? LOOKS LIKE ONE. SHOOT THAT MOTHERFUCKER. ok , boss. I told you, He would play The Devil's Advocate, If need be [JIMMY FALLON is shot mercilessly in the shoulder in broad daylight.] YO. THEY SHOT ME. He'll be okay. He's Jimmy Fallon. [LIKE 90,000 Ambulances and a SWAT team roll up.] See. DEADMAU5 charges himself in a high speed chamber—a tech-driven coffin via a USB port in his neck. Lol. Ok. (PDA) Public Displays of Affliction I've never even see. A. Aston Martin Sometimes it's worth it, Getting lost in Manhattan I just saw the sign I wouldn't dare entering, anyhow Not in this outfit Not in this predicament (I just left the Whole Foods market) I got lost and god was happy Motor cars for music Force a figure ibto music Forgive Annie, Run a mile what's a california smile In New York What a garden Oh, what a garden Double back. For a second glance Oh, don't we all want second chances Now I've been an Aston Martin Motorists dot muses now u want her What a party I just saw the sign Now I've been an Aston Martin All by design Companion passing through KAWS I just bought a Ferrari I said, Where the roof is?! Where the roof is?! Blū electrico Roof finished in Nero Just a hit of magic A menacing, incredibly ambedextrous submissive One time I played God, I was hanging as the sun in Toronto In my third eye was a camera lense; My baby daddy, Lover and my best friend My husband My lover and My best friend My brother And my father Were my best friends Once upon a time I never had friends Now I remember sitting in the backseat, Has been I remember when I never had ribs I remember when I never had meat Nice to meet you I already had a coffee I remember sitting in the front seat Once upon a time I was anno one Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once a bunch of Pennies, lady Gaga I'm a baby, haha Once upon a time, I was a no one A nobody Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I remember penny was a virgin I remember when you were the third one, l Once upon a time I was the first one Once upon a time, I thirst my quench with Coffee Body guard! I remember going on a long run I remember once there was a Knock on my door Now I quench my thirst with smart water With a hard on Never was a smart one Just an artist I was no one Once upon a dollar Jimmy Fallon Once upon a nothing, there was no one Now I take my coffee on a long ride No fun Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Amen I wish for every dollar I ever had, back Jimmy Fallon I wish it was 11:11, every Dillon Francis I wish for sandwhiches on leavened bread at Passover I wish this whole world would Passover, With the the stories in my home And in my notebook I wish for the fame and wealth with it, Jimmy Fallon I wish I never laughed at Dillon Francis I wish Skrillex was never a demon, I take it back I want the wealth And not the fame Just the freedom, Jimmy Fallon What do you mean by that? A dad, an actor An attack, The press is back and asking questions I can't handle that I can't. I just can't with that Abandon the matrix Go back to What's his name But I can't Cause I made him up Call my mother begging to drop the charges Called my God Just asking what the pocket watch does What's an engagement ring like that coat How much to rug the cameras up Inside my home So I don't know about em That shit's priceless Like the 9 Dollar's I've got Marked up, but not to spend them at the Market Jimmy Fallon I pray for your family But not as hard as I pray For my son Or God To take this fat off So I can look like Jennifer Aniston Cause that's God to em, 22 year old Adam Sandler At a brunch A talk show with my Least favorite host of all time Jimmy Fallon But I love to laugh, huh I just got back, God My house is a mess I want meth like AshGod If Method man was drinking up the water Would there be backwash It's a horrible, windfall This awesome art project My broken heart The coughing stalkers Whatever the fuck is going on in New York I love New York But not New Yorkers It hurts to be the worst person The first person to put reverse curses On shamans from the 3rd world And I'm living in the first world, But I just learned that Underneath the surface Is the fourth world That's some dichotomy Huh That's some diabolical plot The cosmic avenger is stuck in a dimension Of white pocket tenses And white bitches who get offended With this scripture But listen I just got up And I've been privy to Never sleeping again Norman Needs you, Mrs. Hotch But I was never Mrs. Roberts With all of the hearts and crosses , stars I give up on love Where's DimlonnFrancis at That's a man without a mask, That's a mannequin m. Just got up And I still want breakfast All I got is Stuff that's leavening A hand in my pocket Just for God to show me Nobody I want wants me Jimmy Fallon has a family That's a tragedy, that But I laughed so hard in the bathtub I still haven't come back from that I feel bad for em, actually All the husbands Cause I was the wife that sucks And he hated me so much I got punched in the— Doesn't matter Stuck in the telling it over and over Nobody loves me My new password is Fuckit I'm gone galloping horses, And hornets, I'm just a furniture Probably should have aborted me, mother Just like you wanted to But I'm still in the hospital On the honor roll Cause I had them all lined up The prophets of the “Impossible, could not be my God!” That's what they all said, But they dressed me up like Some sort of messiah, So I was, then It wasn't right, no That was malpractice But now I've got Camping in Malibu Crossed off my list forever Shit It's some dichotomy Just hold onto me I'm the rock, You're the kite now, Jimmy Fallon I was just better off dead, You know Better off stuck in my head, you know. I read your messages, every one of them Every one of the drugs in my bucket I threw up from the fan club Impossible, Could not have been at that clown JIMMY FALLON - THE COSMIC AVENGER JIMMY FALLON THE COSMIC AVENGER is levitating in a hyper-meditative state. UH – “hehe” …I beg your pardon. “Hehe” Um… Fuck. Or “haha” “haha” … Just admit it. … Admit it already! –haha. Admit WHAT. This gets Levels. Nobody thought Patrice O Neal was a woman! I thought Patrice O Neal Was a Woman. Ah, fuck, I'm nobody. “Nobody” Is that Bob Saget? I swiped right on this dude, just cause he looked exactly like Bob Saget. Omg. Bob Saget! Fuck, that's right. EXT. THE W HOTEL, BEVERLY HILLS, DAY/ EXT . PODSHARE WESTWOOD ROOFTOP, DAY OH MY GOD, GUYS, LOOK: IT'S BOB SAGET. No it's not! Oh My God! Yeah IT IS! Fuck, really?! Bob Saget?! BOB SAGET! YO GUYS, IT'S BOB SAGET. It was, in fact, Bob Saget. Bob Saget's dead, right? Oh yeah, bud. That's it guys! No more dead celebrities! I'm coming with you! NO MORE GHOSTS. Look, I have something to tell you. UGH. COME ON. This is a weird superpower. EXT. GRAVEYARD, QUEENS, NY. DAY … … … Having fun yet? Alright! I have a question! What? When do I get to– Get to what? You know. Luckily, I die long beore Jimmy Fallon, and as my time approached, I took all i could absorb from the world within, and without, almost as if any and all of my deathwish had been satiated with the gentle ease, the notion of knowing my imminent death would come long before what those surrounding me would consider my time, and therefore would not be made to lose anymore than I already had–but at least, I did have th strength in knowing, not only would i never grow so old as to see for show most of what I had done, but that I had done most of what I would have at all, and not much longer than my words would form into all that would come to be known as my full body of work, I would perish, even before–long before– those I had studied, admired, and known to love–if only through the fourth wall, at all. The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… THAT was a HARD left turn. So, what time can we listen to Excision? Sometime after intermission. How many acts is this again? ___ I told you, IN-FIN-ITE. Okay… I just wanted to know how long it would take? ___ I know someone that cold get us in _____ (Sitting on a speaker in the BassPod) What is she doing? What are you doing? Charging. __________ I think I found that girl you were looking for. Where is she? I said I found her: I didn't say you could have her. She's not a possession, I'm just trying to talk to her. You didn't mention that she was-- Be careful with your words. Oh, I think it's you that ought to be careful. You're losing your power over her and it shows. Mm. And what about your ‘power', hm? I haven't any power over her-- Oh, but you do-- Will Power at best, That would only be half of it. That would be all I had anything to do with; she was given free agency. HA. “Given”? ____ awww look at that bass face. Well, that's one reason... __ Ah what! you can change your entire frequency? No Fair, I can't do that You can, it just takes practice. What kind of practice-- ___ Oh shit, this hits different with two headphones. It all hits different with headphones. Calorie Deficit Calculator: -3423 Oh shit. Well how many calories did I eat? BEFORE: …chocolate chip cookies? NO— —CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIESzzxz— [CC/SUPACREE robotically and autonomously ditches her bicycle outside of sprouts, not giving a Fuck.] —s—noh! stop it! Stop controlling me! THEY ARE VEGAN. SO? STOP IT. Ooh, what's this. I don't know— get it. CC/SUPACREE stands awkwardly at the checkout with a varied selection of vegan baked goods. *beep* Yeaaaahh. So wait. SUPACREE is controlled by aliens? WE ARE GODS. Knock it OFF! [NEW ABILITY UNLOCKED: SUPASTRENTH ] Nice. Yeah dude. Watch this. The Legend of Supacree is the #1 MMORPG in the world; it is also happening in real-time, in multiple worlds within the multiversial construct of the actual Omniverse. AGHHHHH In fact, nobody even plays GTA or call of duty anymore. YAH! [Random objects falling from the sky. ] SUPACREE Oh, nice. INSTANT MANIFESTATION. JUST POST THE FUCKING EPISODE ALRIGHT?! this bitch is fucking crazy. Watch this. Watch what? SHIA LABEOUF discovers The Legend Of Supacree franchise and becomes villainously obsessed with It, hatching a heinous and maniacal plan to hunt her down and capture her—tracking her every move and learning everything about her he can. Wtf. I don't know. Is he a villain? I don't know. I guess. I'M A SUPERVILLAIN. …He's a supervillain. I guess. Why?! I don't know. This is creeps. It is creeps. [lifts one eyebrow.] SUPACREEps. Scary monsters and supacreeps. Heh. NO, NO MUSICIANS. Heh. SHIA LABEOUF is a straight up gangster. HE'S CRAZY! [SHIA LAUGHING MANIACALLY.] Oh, wow– That dude is a straight up psychopath. You're a straight up psychopath. I'm not arguing. What is THIS part of the story? Well, son, you made it through. WOODY HARRELSON? WHAT. Woody Harrelson?! WHY? I don't know. He just fit the part. WHAT PART?! WHAT/! Nobody quite understands what's happening in ENTER THE MULTIVERSE, however, THE LEGEND OF SUPACREE has taken an incredible turning point, intersecting with the world of LEGENDS and THE SECRET LIFE OF SUNNI BLŪ/ THE SUITE LIFE OF SUNNI BLŪ. IT HAS? YES? WHERE? I WANNA DIE. OH! That's not SUPACREE! [CC HULK SMASHES her bike onto the rack on the bus. THE HULK, sitting just in front stares at her wide-eyed as she boards the bus over the rim of his sunglasses.] Oh, maybe, nevermind. Wait! Is it THE HULK, or MARK RUFFALO? I don't know! I don't give a shit! Why are you even writing this? Uhhhhhhhh. [CC's brain is slowly melting as she rides the bus to work. THE HULK– OR IS IT MARK FUCKING RUFFALO!? I DON”T FUCKING CARE– THERE'S A DIFFERENCE WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE IT – DOESN'T– MATTER! ‘It doesn't matter.' Chal's words echoed in my head almost too loudly–as boldly blind and sometimes even dumb as he was, he was also wise, and as it turned out, right–it really didn't matter. Nothing mattered at all. I had gone through the motions of reaching out to him, to of course as expected learn that he and whatever her name was had gone their separate ways; I understood that would be the case nearly immediately back in Mazunte, but as he was insistent he would woo her–and persistent in doing so, that I thought maybe after all love– or what really turned out to be his obstinate lust would win the day–and yet, it hadn't; he was again single and on the prowl– and although at one point I had even lusted after him briefly, trailing behind him in nonchalant platonic carelessness as he obsessively followed another woman, had allowed me to become comfortable enough in the friendzone that i could just simply exist next to him; Now, again faced with homelessness and factoring in my inability to travel much further than south of the border, especially now knowing well how to travel throughout mexico and into Guatemala, I wondered truly if my own self-worth had really been lowered to the point of allowing myself to meet Chal in Guatemala–even full well knowing that he, too, preferred perfect and illy white to my dark skin and quite seemingly matronly features, and, knowing for myself that I wasn't his first choice– as he and I had of course met in Mazunte around the same time he had met whom he considered to be ‘his Goddess'-- albeit while on a topless beach and thus hynotized by her breasts. Men were hopeless. Then, here I was, waking up every other sleep cycle in the cold sweat of a wet dream, the subject of which I typically at least tried to keep deeply hidden in my subconscious psyche as secrets, although by now it seemed there really were none, and all that I knew and that I thought were known and seen by some other than myself–though somehow still holding true to my belief that there really was none other than myself–in my own broken and twisted world, alone and punished in the depths of mediocrity and shame. Woah. Riding the bus. There's nothing lower. There's walking. To the bus. Yah. And all the sick people. And all the crackheads. And all the–what are those? Demons [demon hacks.] Ugh, fucking–ugh. SHIA LABOUFF'S obsession with SUPACREE is helga petaki-meets Tom Cruise jumping on Oprah's couch. Oh, wait, we're back on that storyline? I mean– I don't know how to write this. Just write it. he's a villain, right? I mean, that suit. SHIA LA– FUCK. WHAT?! Worst last name EVER. Well, not ever– Wait, is he black?! –It sounds french. GOOGLE SEARCH: ‘How Jewish is Shia LaBeouf? ‘ –no, he's Cajun – That's french-black–wait— –what? Cajun AND Jewish? –Yeah– Jesus! JESUS What? (raises one eyebrow) SUPACREE strategizes a plan of attack. Attack for what? {ATTACK} YOUUUU INCEPTED ME!!! AGH! {COUNTER ATTACK} NOT ME! DISNEY! {DODGING COUNTER ATTACK} Yeah, Blame “Disney!” I JUST DID. Oh, yeah, right!! RAVEN SYMONÉ It was Disney. THEY OK'D THIS?! They bought Marvel! THEY OK'D EVERYTHING. —Even the SKRILLEX? Especially the Skrillex —Especially the Skrillex. AGHHHHHHHH—— ———-AAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!! SHIA LABEOUF VS SUPACREE: FIGHT!!!! Everything looks good— —everything looks good. Everything looks fine— —Everything looks fine. But wait— What? What about that guy? Oh My— —oh my… Is he gonna be alright? Is that guy —gonna be alright? Is that guy gonna be alright? Is—that guy gonna be alright? Is that guy gonna be alright Is that guy— Gonna be alright? Is that guy gonna be alright?? Is that guy gonna be alright?! Is that guy gonna be alright m? Everything looks good— —everything looks fine Looks good— But what about that guy? …I don't know about that guy. Is he alright? Yo. Yooo. Stop writing songs about Skrillex. ((I literally can't.)) What?! It doesn't have to be about Skrillex! It could be about anybody! Here, they call with disco balls Stars in my eyes, but stars do fall First true love dies hard after all, No star shines bright as morning comes —(for) Sonny …I didn't write that. CUT TO: CC writes automagically between sets of heavy lifting. IMAGINARY FRIENDS, PART III DEADMAU5!!!! okay—one more—then cupcakes— Cupcakes? No cupcakes! I WANT CUPCAKES. Uh—No way! YES WAY. Mmm—no I'm sick of this diet! I'm not on a diet! I eat! You eat GRASS. I'm a vegan. This shit sucks. I told you, grass tastes bad. RICK?! (I also want cupcakes. ) Mmkay—ohh. You said that was the last one. No, more more. NO “one more” But I like this one—and it has the right amount of weights on it already—see? Jesús Christ He's not here. (Yes I am). Why the Fuxk. I also want cupcakes Okay, one more No “one more” The power of Christ compels ye! … Is that how that works? No. Maybe. (((Yes.))) AGHHH. The celebrities of Hollywood are gang stalking SUPACREE Can we— No. But I didn't even get to ask the question. The answer is no. THE CELEBRITIES OF HOLLYWOOD, after assembling with the Bampheramphs and Morherfuckers, have formed a supergroup tasked with bringing SUPACREE to THE HOLLYWOOD PEOPLE—so far, they have cunningly out-bested and outwitted THE US GOVERNMENT, including but not limited to THE FEDS, THE CIA, THE FBI and THE SECRET SERVICE. REALLY? I GUESS. HOW?! — DRAKE snoops on SUPACREE as she writes working half heartedly at THE NECK MACHINE with peaking curiosity, peaking over the time of his sunglasses. Whats it called. “Nautilus 4 way neck “ BPM: you're a jerk Do the Drake Do the Drake Do the Drake Work that neck Work that— Neck, Becky Work that neck, Work that neck Do the— “new note: Purchase ‘Honestly, nevermind' I had worked an entre month at LVAC before the circus went underway; Not a single drop of Skrillex had ever been played over the loudspeakers at any moment, for any of the time I had been employed there, nor had it burdened me any of the other time I had spent bettering myself within what I once cherished as sacred walls–now the illusion shattered, as nowhere I could seem to run – even the rural coastal jungle of Mexico-was far enough to escape the clammerings of something I quite honestly very much still loved, but wouldn't allow myself to enjoy— Or maybe, now, couldn't. BANGARANG. ‘Fuck this shit.' I wanted to move, but didn't—I wanted to leave, and probably should have, but wouldn't. I just sat there through it as my coworker, standing at about 5'4 ½ in a pair of tight black skinny jeans sang along and bounced rhymically. What the fuck. Then, as it had just been earlier that I was thinking of Sonny himself, and how, be it that any of my premonitions were actually accurate and true as I had once thought them to be, there would perhaps come a day that I regretted not listening to his works, just as one regrets not spending time with a loved one before their passing not giving enough attention to the little things, the tiny details, the time they had missed, but never missed without missing their loved one until it was too late. Then again, for me, any time in the then- present was too late, as I had only been followed, taunted, and ridiculed, openly humiliated and embarrassed, and never really paid directly for anything I had done, whether it did have to do with Skrillex or otherwise –and so I had made it more than a point to distance myself from it, anything having to do with it, or him, or anything really, music related—of course besides relying heavily on deadmau5 just for my own existence–that is, willingness wake up, move about the world and its endless, pointless constructs, and even so, completing a worthwhile workout with enough satisfaction that I could allow myself to leave the building–and now, with my commute taking up a grand total of 4 hours of my entire day—I didn't have the time or the energy to stay late into the days and even afternoons as I had before, or to arrive early as I had in the days and weeks before; Now this job was amounting to nothing at all, and I was surely less than breaking even. Whats the worry? You've got 20 minutes to write a story! Don't be sorry Mind your orders. You're a war chief Marry me, Oh pretty please— I plead to you, just sing for me Just think of me as a Never ending fantasy, At the very least When you bury me —and you buried me alive, Just for the look of things What makes us even Slitting wrists Or splitting things unevenly (Either thing benefits me, And my penis, I think.) Make me famous— She said Hate me or debate me, I have everything I need And I have everything you have, But I can leave, All with my dreams intact I do believe You think I'm evil Either way, unnecessary Why would I sit down and write a story— When you just did it for me? Why would I pledge allegiance to old glory She's ignoring me; Why would I change my name to satisfy your needs When mine sit idly by waiting Why would I dream of you, When you dream of me I have all I need, You have all of me in the other room While you watch cartoons with your lady I hate anime and now I hate you too, But I'm so stupid, Nothing soothes my moods, Except playing your tunes, Or music Whoop De Fucking do Would you Marry Me? He said (He never did, he just let her—) She said, I do And now they're doomed I built a tomb for two The bride and groom In music Two by two And used by Tuesday Music I presume To the beautiful Music I presume For the usual Music I presume For those who —- SHIA LABEOUF JUST DO IT. That is not how the end of the song goes. No, but this is how the end of the episode goes. Really!? How? [CC stares lifelessly forward out of the front window of the double decker bus; a man dressed in all blue catches her attention—another telepathic shapeshifter.] You brought…an umbrella? I told you there was a shit storm coming. Oh, nooh. Where's yours? I— don't care? That's right you don't. I don't. That's good you don't. I really don't. You don't give a Fuck, or a shit. I—don't give a fuck or a sh—wait— DILLON FRANCIS? I'm good at what I do. What do you DO? THIS. “A Silent Partner” Oh. I like that. That has all kinds of insinuations. Doesn't it? Hermph. You're a creep. A Supacreep. PAUSE ITS MISTER MAGOOoOOOOOOOooO0oO. No, it's the IRS. Fuck. HOLY SHIT SUNNI. WHAT. HOW DO YOU OWE 100,000 IN BACK TAXES?! Student loan debt. WHAT. THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE. Yes it does. HOW. Calm down Marci —MY ÑAME IS— [Sunnī Blū subdues her instantly with one if Supacree's mysterious rave weapons] Sit down, please. …what is that? You like it? Yeah. [she gives her another dose of strange vapor, she relaxes even further.] See. Yeah. Now that you're happy— —am i “happy” ? [she gives her another relaxing dose] —are you Happy? Yeah. Ok. So. I never filed my taxes because I had so muc

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Gerald’s World.
[A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To Menorah]

Gerald’s World.

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 5, 2024 55:38


“The Legend of Supacree” L E G E N D S “Tales of A Superstar DJ” My body is my hell My body is my hell My body is my hell My body is myhel Now i do't wanna live no more My body is my hell My body is my hell My body is my hell Now I don't wanna love no more i don't wanna live no more I don't wanna love no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna love no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna– Boy gets the girl– but in the end, i'm not either, I Still have to wonder why The nanny How I met yurr' Mother I'm neve gonna get all that God magic I need if I don't stop working. This isn't “work” Oh, yes it is. Deadmau5, a canadian DJ also known as Joel Zimmerman, hosts an anti-superbowl Star Wars Party, which turns unexpect— Look at me, feeling me, feeling you Now look at you, feeling you feeling me Feeling you feeling me Feeling me feeling you Feeling me feeling you Feeling you feeling Feeling you feeling –sorry. —Unexpectedly into the “superbowl party of the century”, when hundreds (eventually thousands) of “invitees” I've never been a man before, (that I know of) But ive got my hand over your heart , And it sure seems hard It sure seems hard -AHEM. Sorry. Receive an invitation via [SUPER JEW RABBI] AHEM What?! –Email, which was actually AHEM. WHAT! Oh My GoD! [Looks at clock] Oh. sorry Rabbi. When did you get to be such a Jew FLASHBACK Age: 12 Mom. I want a dreidel. …What's a dreidel? –And A Menorah! CUT BACK TO But honestly more recently, it was– [Stops traffic in Midtown Manhattan Rushour to pick up a penny.] [Jewish woman] Woooow. [JEWLUMINATTI] You see! I told you! Oh my God, why are the Jews in this series so stereotypically jewish? Because Jews are stereotypically Jewish. FLASHBACK: But what am I really saving here. Gevault! CUT BACK TO: YOU'RE A PEANUT BUTTER JELLy SaNDWHICH WITH NO PEANUT BUTTER AND NO JELLY. So just bread? –yes. But–[Anime sword swish] I don't eat bread. [Anymore] [FIGHT] Dang what DJ battle is THIS. The One You've Been Waiting For Mad men avatar the last air bender Grounded for life So how long's this whole thing supposed to take. –as long as it takes. What kind of answer is that. It's an answer. Don't be so sure of yourself. I am sure of myself; Just because it's not the answer you wanted doesnt make it any less of an answer. Now, sit down Watch out, and watch this: Too many apps on my phone I'm better off alone I'd better kill myself Nobody will ever love me Nobody will ever love me Watch out, watch this: My iPhone is trying to kill me, For real? See; It's natural selection I'm trying to unselect me Caviar, a delicacy How delishish The devil in me says to keep digging my grave I was once at a rave, And he gave me a halo A lion, I'm brave— I once said Spin it, Spin back the record again If it's all in my head Then I'm better off dead I'm better off dead Watch this! @Dillon Francis I'm stuck in a trance— Hanzel was lighting the candle And summoned me, Out of a dead sleep, With no pants on— It was a tech house set But I'm on acid Spinning an axis And stuck in a state of trance —i thought it was armin van buren at one point I have to give up at some point, writing, right? Now this is just point in history Point me away from the misery Mystery flavor is like Fruit punch, Or raspberry— Something like that, If you ask me; But white as the rabbit I pulled out the hat In the back seat I'm hatching a plan to go mad, But I need the recepits from Pasqualle for my taxes What the Fuck does that mean? I don't know; I'll read this In a year, When I unbury it Maybe I married my best friend, Deserved to get hit So I'm just going back to him Scratch that, he's mad at me I have no family Reckless abandonment God I'm attracted to everything Except for that See? She's racist. No, it's my ovaries! The lighter you are, the less the adversity I see you eyes turned to grey; Don't abandon me Yes, I wear contacts I'm faking attractive I laughed at him, had to He actually had magic @Dillon Francis How many hats to you have? Thanks to Hanzel, I'm back on this planet Why light a candle, when you know I haven't an answer; What did you ask? No, i haven't had breakfast yet — Thanks for reminding me I'm in a casket Goddamnit @Dillon Francis What are you? I'm an adversary GOOGLE: adversary ..??? ad·ver·sar·y /ˈadvərˌserē/ noun one's opponent in a contest, conflict, or dispute. Hmm. Oh. Opponent to what?! Could be anything, really. I don't like him… 2 for $ MIX AND MATCH INCLUDES BIG KING REALLY. Which one's the Big King? The little one, I think. He's not little In fact: LOOK AT EM. Dawh. Look at Skrillex. Dawg. Look at Skrillex. He bossed up. He was already boss. Well. He Sauced up, then. What kind of sauce is that?! I don't know, but looks like Dillon Francis is eating it. DILLON FRANCIS IS EATING IT pause. How am I still writing this show. She doesn't eat? She hasn't eaten. She doesn't eat. I haven't ate yet! BET. BET. OK—Bet. Nice. Sick. What are we betting. … … … WAIT. ,,, josh pan? … … Did you unpause? Unpause what? Uh. The game. This is the game. No, the game. This is the game! What are you talking about?!! Now I'm famous> This is The Game. sup. This is Sunni Blū Sup. It is?! Yea it is. Wait, it is?! I thought you were the kidd?? I am the kidd. Then, why is The Game meeting Sunnï Blu? For a collab. Duh. Wait. Pause. QUIT PRESSING PAUSE. Wait. Go back. I didn't get that last part. WE WATCHED IT A HUNDRED TIMES ALREADY. Screw you. We're watching it again. Ugh! I hate this! Dude. I hate watching this with you. It takes 3 hours to watch an episode! You guys are talking over all the good parts! It's all the good parts! This shit's exciting. I'm defaulting. What? This isn't—this isn't fair. I'm not doing this. What?! It isn't safe anymore. It was never “safe” SAFE! Oh nice. Baseball. It is baseball. Who's playing? All the DJs. What. For what?! It's the DJ GAMES. THE DJ GAMESsssssssss ITS THE DJ GAMES! OH FUCK YEAH. I fuck this. I quit. what. You can't quit. I can quit. I just did. You can't quit the DJ games. I just did. But you can't. I just did. Hey. Hey, what's up. I'm gonna be late. What's going on? My bus driver's drunk. Are you sure? CITY BUS DRIFTING IN SLOW MOTION /Hans Zimmer Music Yes. Welhp. What. That's it. I'm just gonna have to kill myself. Why, what happened? I'm pretty sure that's the only way to beat this level. What, really? Nah. I'm pretty sure Let me see. *SUPACREE jumps into oncoming traffic* YOU DIED. Aww. I died. WHAT THE FUCK. Well, you said. GAME OVER [fade to black] I HAD NO LIVES LEFT. WELL, YOU SAID! THATS'S NOT THE WAY TO— [fade to white] NEW LEVEL UNLOCKED: GOD MODE OOOHHHHHHHH. WHAT?! LVL i - DREAMSTATE What is this. SUPACREE. I— what? Hello? Follow me. Who is this? I know you. Oh. The above and beyond part. That's funny. I was just— So wait. If the end of this episode, is the end of that movie, then… I guess whatever's happening about now is whatever happened before that part. What part? I, having run off from I, runs into a forest alongside The Endless River, which opens out into a beautiful meadow, the micolored cosmic sky twinkling sweetly above, strange auroras dancing in the skies; a field of glowing and stardusted singing wishflowers at her feet, she frustratingly falls into them, soft grass puffing with the twinkling sounds of fairy dust and sprites (a homage to the lion king) the wishflowers softly sing her to sleep with the subtle and sweet frequencies of Skrillex. (A homage to the wizard of Oz) From Above & Beyond, a flock of Cosmic Creatures in flight spot a golden glimmer from afar; they descend dimensions-- to get a closer look; Closing in on the universe within the confines of a massive structure, which propels itself seamlessly through galaxies faster than the speed of light and sound, though she appears as a large golden space station, slowly drifting through the atmosphere. Manned by yet unseen beings, the golden ship descends upon Skrillex, almost silentl— a swishing whir as the ship, more similar to a futuristic building, an ovaline rounded structure seemingly structured in brass, gold, and silver as it docks to the soft soil of planetary terrain. The landing is soft enough not to have awaken Ū, still sleeping; but an immense light pours from the openings of the ship, waking her--and blinding Sonny as he finally approaches from behind, having been searching for her. She is drawn into the light; he shields his eyes as the beings emerge from their massive station. Monologue/Montage I fell in love with you...it was an accident. I fell in love with you, because I had to; I hadn't thought about it before, but i've been thinking about it ever since. Had I succeeded in my attempted suicide, we wouldn't have come face-to-face… Had I succeeded in my attempted suicide, I'd have no reason to write something so pathetic as this, pititul letter, which you will probably never read. Probably, anyway. I've spent a majority of my lifetime very deeply troubled, yearning for all the attention one could ever crave--until suddenly, I no longer craved any at all. Solitude, rather than isolation, became sacred, and safe to me; It was in the solace and quiet of my very own world, that you entered my kingdom...and it became ‘ours'. Silence. Nature. Astrology. My greatest found pleasures, in a cavalcade of endless self-doubt, self-loathing...a tiresome collection of all the hatred I've harbored for myself in my twenty-something years. I fell in love with you...I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to do anything, except be. Another festival, another escapade...another chance to dance, in the sunlight--the moonlight, under stars… And under the stars, is where I was forced to find you. Now, it seems, can't escape your presence--or lack-thereof. Unrequited? Perhaps. But, not unprovoked. I love you because it is in me to do so. I will always love you, always. There is a world where you're in love with me, as I am you; All I can do now, is hope that this is that same very world, and that as days go by, we draw closer to one-another, rather than further apart. In truth, friendship, in the very least, would serve as a worthy reward...for all the worry, all the wonder, and all the willing I've done for you; in honesty...I'm ashamed in my inability to let go--yet also proud, that I am able to love this much, this hard. To see you with someone else, now, would be a gentle relief; to know that you are kept in love, with graciousness...a subtle gift, an answer to a prayer I asked. Loneliness, I wouldn't wish upon you for anything--love is, in fact, my whole wish for you--be it mine, or not. While I can wish that it will be mine, I've also wished for you, the very best--I would want not for my flaws to burden you. Flaws are what create our perfection; God is, as I am. Losing you, the flame of fear that set my heart and soul to fire; Cancerous, weakened, plagued--premonitions impolitely penetrated my fragile, eggshell mind… the death of a friend, fast-forwarded and reflected into my mind's-eye; How could I forget a face like yours--eyes like those? How could I not know you, as I have? Tears bearing your name roll over my nose, like the rain on a rose...the burden of belonging to one, rather than some; To all, rather than none. So now, I keep my favorite photo of you in my phone...a comfort, to the weary and wounded heart I carry. I can pretend that your sweet voice accompanies mine, as I sing to soothe myself, as I sway in solitude; A gentle kiss, I imagine to give, if ever the chance. I love you, without reason to--and with every reason to, I love you. Find me, again As the ship departs, charging to go into warp speed, Sonny is left alone on his own planet; as a slight panic falls over him, A key-like object falls from the ship as it dissappars at warp speed into a portal. As his hands clap together, catching the object, the sound rings outward--this clapping pages The Skrillex, which lands promptly beside him, exclaiming-- "I AM SKRILLEX"; he has never seen this ship before, however proceeds onto the ship as though familiar with extra terrestrial phenomena all together. We only see him enter the ship; we do not follow him inside, but instead cut to Ū on the Interdimensional SpaceTime Station. Ah wait. So Skrillex is a planet? Skrillex is a lot of things SKRILLEX is a planet . That explains it. No it doesn't. I mean, it might. No it doesn't! I mean, it kindof does, if you think about it. BleepBleepBloop bleeepbleepbloopBloop bleepBleepBleeppBoopBoop bloopbloopBloopBloop. bleepBleep. bloop. Bleep? … This is a disaster! Don't look at ME. I'm not looking at anything! I can't stand it. __ This is the best thing on TV. Damn right it is. What channel is it, anyway? On Channel 43. What! I thought it was on Insomniac TV. They keep fucking with me. The Lord giveth, and taketh away— I thought you were Jewish. I want a sandwich. You're so useless. __ Who's this bitch? I won her in a bet. No you didn't. Royal Flush, bitch. What'd you get? It's a secret. __ My Lord. (Petrutheio Humphs) You look awful. I've been—working. Working on what, your majesty. Just—working, is all. Very well, then. Theodore— My leige? MEANWHILE, IN SEASON 4 [ When the 4th Wall Actually Broke] GO! I found this gym because of Dillon Francis— I found Dillon Francis because of my evil ex husband; I think the lesson here, or at least one of hundreds— Is to trust no one, And love unconditionally, No matter what. — 02-12-2022 Well, there's a conundrum. KEY/BPM: Slip, deadmau5 Conundrum. LEGENDS: ENTER THE MULTIVERSE Fuck. What was it? It was a p— Well it was a *PR Lol. *PT cruiser Yeah, but it was— It was purple. It was a purple PT. Cruiser It was—but what else was it? Ugh. I forgot. Yeah, I bet. GOOGLE SEARCH shades of purple. Ooooh. PERIWINKLE. You fucking dumb ass. I mean, Jesus. How long has it been? At least a lifetime. No, past that. It was a perfect periwinkle PT cruiser. So, start there. ‘Start there' what? Everything since then, till now— For what? Enter The Multiverse. That show is still on?! YES. What day is it? Fuxk. What time is it? What—the fuck. What?! CUPCAKES AND A MUFFIN?! I don't care how fat I am. You're not fat. QUASIMOTO Can I just say, your ass is like —woah. CC/SUPACREE Oh, thank you. QUASIMOTO I mean like—DAAAAAAMN. CC/ SUPACREE OK. QUASIMOTO i mean like—what the FAAACK. CC/SUPACREE Yeah. thanks, bro. [an awkward silence] QUASIMOTO …Good job, though. [light fist bump] EARLIER: MORE CUPCAKES. NAH. OHH, OREOS?! Oreos are the G.O.A.T. I WANTED CUPCAKES. SHUT THE FUCK UP— Before that, at the gym: —do the butt machine again. Again?! Get the glutes. But I'm tired— GET THE GLUUUUUUUUTES. SONNY/SKRILLEX Where am I? Ū Hell. ANGEL 1 In bed. ANGEL 2 In mexico. CUT TO: SUPACREE finally gets to Heaven, looking for SKRILLEX. SUPACREE So, where is he? JESUS Somewhere else. ANGEL 1 At home. ANGEL 2 In mexico. JESUS Who knows? CHAK CHEL Someone must... DILLON FRANCIS I'm someone. JESUS But I don't. ME I don't know anything. MYSELF I don't need to. I I just wanna go home. SUPACREE Can I come home now? JESUSYou always could. SUPACREE But really, I mean-- CHAK CHEL Really's all it really takes. ANGEL 1 You have to know, ANGEL 2 You have to mean it; Don't look both ways before you cross, if you honestly want off the cross Christ, for your sake Honestly It's probably wise to admit that you've tried For the third time; Mankind's just not worth it. Mankind, maybe; But humanity's my baby And this earth is definitely worth something I love it-- Her. And the rest of the planets, but Look how she spins, It's magnificent, Look at the way the ocean's Make this mist; And the wind-- If i sing loudly enough I might Vibrate the trees, How they love dancing and laughing for me; And I just can't help but to laugh at her inhabitants; They dance oh-so rhythmically They're very creative-- and grateful, they always give thanks to me It's no need, but the Earth, she keeps feeding them She makes these beautiful things, So sweet; Mangoes, I think. Greed; The Parable of the Mango Tree Mango VIP. In the pre-existence, a young God prepares for her journey through the Land of The Living; Her older brothers taunt and tease, as she shuffles through notes and index cards, studying her predetermined fate on Earth. I That's easy. The cover art's just got a Mango On it, White Backdrop; It looks super juicy; with a green leaf, I think. E Who made it? I Uhhhhh. ^> Uhhhhh... O You forgot! I No! I know, I know. It was.... A Who? U She forgot again. I I did NOT. E Did too. Who made it? I It was...it was...Herobust! Y Herobust? I Wasn't it? E Wrong! A Loser. I I am not a Loser. It was…Was it Ganja White Night? E I don't know, was it? A Was it? I I don't know! Just tell me. E I can't. I Yes you can! E I can't. Your rules-- I Exactly, it's my rules! Just gimmie the answer! E I think you're going to have to GOOGLE it. I Ugh, no way. E So is Liquid Stranger your final answer? Y Liquid Stranger?! I I never said Liquid Stranger. A Idiot. O Now she's never gonna get it. U What did you say before? I It was...oh... A See dude. I Shut up, I had it-FUCK. A Damn dude, you broke her. I I'm not broken, I just forgot - E Liquid Stranger, going once-- I I never said Liquid Stranger! I know it wasn't Liquid Stranger; Why would it ever be Liquid Stranger? CUT TO: A pair of mysterious dudes Suits in Sunglasses are collecting famous DJs. SUIT Martin Stääf? LIQUID STRANGER ...Yes... SUIT. Come with me. ___ CUT TO: Two fans are watching interdimensional cable. SUPACREE It's a practical-- FAN 1 WHAT HAPPENED? FAN 2 IT JUST CUT-- __ Aliens in an Ascended dimension of hyper-intelligence are studying our three-dimensional existence from an unknown cosmic world. BRAMF Remember that planet I showed you--the-- ARLA Yeah, with the Axis? BRAMF Yeah. ARLA Yeah? BRAMF Something happened to it, ARLA Like what? BRAMF It's flat now. ARLA WHAT? BOTH Woah. >^ Sometimes, even i'm surprised by the things I've written. ME I didn't see that one coming! MYSELF Neither did I: I was gonaa say it was off it's axis. I Flat's funnier. ME Yeah, and probably not as tragic. MYSELF I mean...that would be pretty tragic. I Probably easier to manage. ME Perhaps…But I mean, if you have a whole planet, and then it just collapses-- MYSELF It's just flattened; nobody said it collapses. MEANWHILE The planet collapses. __________ CUT TO: SUPACREE is now a full-blown superpowered vigilante; She seeks revenge for GETTER sending her through the interdimensions at AUDIOTISTIC. SUPACREE Getter, we meet again. GETTER I've never met you before; what are you doing in my dressing room? SUPACREE Why does a DJ have a dressing room? GETTER I don't know; get out. [She swiftly leaves; as she exits, THE SUITS approach the dressing room door.] SUIT 1 Tanner Petulla? GETTER Yeah? SUIT 2 Come with us. GETTER Fuck that! [He doesn't have a choice.] Oh shit, the next scene is already written, I remember this. Oh, okay! I get it! Yeah. She's still at-- She's still on the-- ____ JUST KILL YOURSELF ALREADY. For what? You're suck in this until it's done. What's done? It'll never be over, it's just infinite. ENTER THE MULTIVERSE ^ UNTITLED DOCUMENT >< >< >< ANGEL 1 YOU'RE GONNA LISTEN TO SKRILLEX ON YOUTUBE? ANGEL 2 DON'T. JESUS I mean... ANGEL 1 DON'T you dare. SUPACREE I might as well, by the time I finish downloading it I probably won't even be able to listen to it. ANGEL 2 You shouldn't. SUPACREE I shouldn't, but I know i have to. ANGEL 1 In PUBLIC? JESUS Could go Incognito... ANGEL 2 INCOGNITO; The “oh please don't look at this:” easy algorithm engine for “LOOK AT ME, I'M HIDING SOMETHING.” MEANWHILE...IN DEEP MEDITATION…(IE OMNIPOTENCE) SUPACREE So... if a song is... nothing but question and answer, what's a song which references another in an attempt to address the question which was asked? ME A conversation between one song and another? MYSELF I guess, yes; I Well, that would be a symphony, I would suppose. SUPACREE It would, wouldn't it. ME That is, if the songs were in sync. MYSELF They could be made to be. I Every song is made to be in sync; ME I mean, two songs, made to be in sync with each other. _______ SUPACREE is on the floor at a rave. BASSGOD WAKE UP. SUPACREE This isn't funny anymore. ANGEL It was never funny. You have to get up. SUPACREE I'm up. BASSGOD You're NOT UP. ANGEL Come on, you have to do this. SUPACREE I'm doin it. GOD NO. ANGEL It's no use. She's so, so under there. It would take all of us to try to pull her out--that is without... [The darkening sky crumbles, as the thunderous storm rages, the battle between worlds expands throughout the outer galaxies.] ____ You're not skinny enough You're not pretty enough You're too dark, And you don't work quickly enough Much younger girls are putting in such Efforts, just to be, the perfect little beauty queen You wish you were, But couldn't be and kids these days are Everything that means anything Sometimes I Don't Wanna Be Happy… It was bad, But better than I'll ever be A basic remix, For the basic bitch that sings it And, I'm basically a Dillon Francis fiend, Have you seen this? Now it's getting serious, I seriously doubt there's anything I can do about it It's in God's hands and, I live in Satan's house How did he do this? How did this happen? The sad result of the damage, Cause i'm pretty sure The very last time my ex ever hit me Something got stuck on repeat; It's just eating me up. ___ [Untitled Document] What did we call that place, between “The Blackout” and waking up. Hazy. I thought it was something more clever. Maybe, but i'll never find it if i'm just scrolling through these documents. Write ”Untitled Document” That's all I've got, I guess. _____ [A DJ] Can be played by literally any DJ. A wild, wild party has happened. A DJ wakes up, previously having been sprawled out across the floor. A DJ Whose house is this…? Ugh. [Looks in mirror.] A DJ ughhh. [S/he gets up and stumbles groggily, stepping over bodies hunched and perched, slung about sleeping. Peacefully. The sun is bright, a curse to the eyes of the clearly hungover, and likely still quite inebriated DJ. ] CONCURRENTLY: >>> SUPACREE awakens from a ‘stupor' herself, displeased. She looks in the mirror, at first disgruntled, then “picks up her face” adjusts her perception, and decides, SUPACREE (“I'm good.”) Yep. [And she keeps it steppin, still asking aloud, as she ponders to herself;] SUPACREE Whose house is this? [And makes her way into the kitchen, where she (probably in a montage) cleans around the many bodies of hot people and rave babies still smudged and dripping in everything glittery; she appears to have ‘frozen time', as she vacuums faces and erases permanent marker penises drawn onto the foreheads and other exposed body parts of those who have fallen asleep with no shoes on. She cooks breakfast and straightens the entirety of what is now more recognizable as someone's home, though the owner still remains unknown. She sips coffee and reads the newspaper, as she steps behind the freshly detailed decks; and prepares a set through the headphones shes hung happily around her neck.] PAUSE ME See! THIS IS RIDICULOUS. MYSELF It is. Ridiculous. You can't vacuum someone's face! I Not that part-- MYSELF --Especially white people! ME You never said they were all white people. I I mean, predominantly; it said hot people and rave babies. MYSELF That's racist! ME It isn't. This whole scene would be entirely different, if it had nothing but black people in it. ALTERNATELY: She wakes up in the same house, but it's clean. SUPACREE ...Whose house is this? BEYONCE It's my house. SUPACREE It's... nice. BEYONCE Yes it is. ______ DILLON FRANCIS has the master plan. SUPACREE Ugh, he knows everything. GOD Not everything, dear, believe me. SUPACREE Everything that matters. GOD There's no such thing as everything that doesn't matter. SUPACREE ...What?! __ Don't look in there! You won't find anything in there. I hate these things. ____ It doesn't work if you don't practice. How do I practice without decks? You don't. How do I Dj without practicing? You don't. So DJing is just for rich people? I mean, primarily, or just...anyone with money, if you have it. Fuck this, I quit. You can't quit. If you quit we forfeit the game. No... You idiot. What game? I thought she knew about the game. What. game. Well, it's not just a game, it's a language. WHAT GAME. She's about to be so angry, dude, just--- Just run. ___ 8 Dimensional--wait, what? Oh, she finally made it. I never thought she'd get to this part. Well, she stopped eating meat and cooks asian food-- ---yeah, but that's like 6 different places-- She's not listening to Skrillex. --She's not skipping it-- --yeah, but she isn't listening to it actively.-- Josh Pan. Yeah. I am. Why. I thought we were past “why” We were, we were WAY past “why” It wasn't really a question, guys, don't worry about it. “Don't worry about it” Tsh. Tsh. ___ It's just an expression. “expression” yes. I get it-- ___ He named it “Kliptown Empyrean” What. What's “Empyrean”? I'd love to know, but I don't. Don't google it. I won't, I just. __ GO KARTS. With A K. __ Where's Kliptown? South of Capetown? South? South Afri-- Stop. HE”S AFRICAN? Stop. What's more offensive; Being called an African, or an Alien? ___ One off...hmmm… Always one off. ___ Get out of my house! This is your house? Thank God, I was starting to worry the owner like wandered off and got lost; or, you know (makes slitting throat) I... no, this is my--wait. Who are you? Me? I'm S U P A C R E E “S U P A C R E E”? [having been yet unrecognized, shes is used to having to spell it] Yeah; ___ Key of Cringe: I'm in a box with all my thoughts, And I am not on top of the world Or taking shots, I'm just rocking back and forth Like broken record, Repeating sequences, a robot A beat box of kittens Nobody wants I'm lost (if rock and roll will take me I wonder how much it costs) ____ What did this kid do? Nobody knows _Oh, shit, it's the Jews again. I love the Jews. We know. I keep telling you, you're jewish I'm not jewish my mom's… That's not your mom. Of course that's my mom. It's not, I already told you what planet you're on? __ Now, tell us why we wear our masks! Oh, there are lots of reasons for that. Tell us about the Sauce! All the sauce? Yeah!!! That would be a long story. __ Oh, the Google kids are cute, too. I especially love that little chunky one. He is cute, he's probably my favorite, actually ____ PIERCE? Who the fuck is PIERCE? Google it. I like this, this is- It's different, isn't it? Yeah, and then it __ Sunni—are you Jewish? I...identify as “Jewish” You can't just identify as Jewish. Well, I do. No, you can't just “identify” as Jewish; your mother has to be Jewish. Okay; my mother is Jewish. Sunni—you don't talk much about your family; who's your mother? Who's your mother?! Oh! Okay, we're done. See you next time, bye! What are you doing? What? “Identify as Jewish”?! WHAT?! I do! No I don't! You don't know me! Maybe not! But I know TMZ. I'm not on TMZ Sunni Blu is on TMZ What did I do?! YOu know what you did. ∆ Well, alright then. ∆ Must be something. ∆ I got it. . Don't look at me;; I'm a catastrophe, I'm just waking up now Don't look at me, I got so high i think I might not come down It's not a bad thing But I'm a bad guy, i promise It's not a bad thing, Don't look in my eyes; Especially if I like you Especially if you have other plans tonight, Or this morning That's right Time flies when you're (dynomite) Time flies when your mind right I didn't mean to stay here It's been nearly half a year, you know It's nearly half a year It's nearly half a y AHEM ALRIGHT. JESUS CHRIST. No, not that! [sighs heavily, frustrated] Enjoy Your Day. FARRO nobly sacrifices his own life during The Lovers Quarrel, as PETRUTHEIO attempts a final and fatall blow unwittingly against ‘CESMET' A saturn of satirical Return of reverb Expanding explosions of Outward and unearthly Worlds within words Or words within Worlds on the Curve of the Unwritten overtures of -Mother wow . I guess. Do you want a cup of coffee? I want you to shut the fuck up. What if Jimmy Fallon had a diary as a kid. And I found it when i shapeshifted into his body. Yeah, what if. What if this is it? [SUPER HUGE GASP] Oh, AHEM- No, i Gotta write this. AHH– Oh, the things i would do to you Oh, woah, The things you would do to me Oh, no, no, woah The things i would do AHHH– Don't be mad I'm a writer I'm like this Hi kids wanna see how sharp my knife is yikes Sigh, bitch, ive been sitting in silece With the lights off cause i like it Ilike it a lot, but uhm Ahem, The rabbi's mad cause that i'd write this And it's shabbat This is why i don't listen to deadmau5 anymore. What are you talking about *listenining to* GODDAMIT. what The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… 03. JIMMY FALLON All ya'll are all worth bout a dollar; I am a cyclone, watch me holler I lived my whole life underwater I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon All ya'll are only bout a dollar I work so hard, I guess for nothin I am not worried bout a dollar I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon I guess I'll do it on my own I had to do it all alone I made some soup, all out of stones I am the only one I know I am not worried bout the sauce I am so famous, got a stalker I am so famous Can't go no where I got a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I'm at the office, Not my home No collab I work alone Opened a business, got a loan I got a hundred of them passwords I went frontwards —1I went backwards Went to Manhattan, took a walk Went to the rock and dropped a rock Now put your money where your mouth is I got a thousand Jimmy Fallons (What's that) (I'm the host) What's that, what's that I work alone What's that what's that I dropped a rock into the rock What's that what's that I'm the host, I'm Jimmy {enter the multiverse/ as seen on tv} Story/ music video Moderately famous household television Jimmy Fallon suddenly begins appearing everywhere—that is—on every possible TV screen imaginable— The Protagonist, in confusion, can't seem to escape, and also amusingly begins finding Pennies in very strange and seemingly random places—these Pennies then begin opening up portals, breaking the fourth wall and opening worlds to other dimensions— Have you seen this? Uhh, hmwhat is it? Mits m “Two dumb Jews, starring Seth Rogen, and some other dude— Who's the other dude— some Jew,but it's got Adam Sandler in it. Oh, so three dumb Jews. So, no, then? I'd watch the shit out of that, though, tvh. Why's the synopsis? Uhh. Two Jewish musicians struggling to make it in new York's congested underground music scene hit it off in comedy by complete accident, after being booked as a duo for a comedy club they mistook for a bar. Heh. Okay, who does Adam Sandler play? “The Bookkeeper” What. Who the fuck is “the book keeper?” We'll see, I guess. “Two Broke hoes@ It's like two broke girls, but actually funny. What, be nice . Okay. Two Broke Ghosts That's better— — And marketable. Are you pale, or just— No, I'm dead. I'm dead. X.X Be NICE. Now our musical guests, SWAGGARBOMB. What in the fuck kind of music is that It's called “Dorkstep” [the doorbell rings] Great, who the fuck is I got a train car of your body count I got way far out to far rock away, way out Stop to talk to me, or don't, Kill your culture You need some? I got u— Probiotics, yo The truth hurts Your shit stinks Must be a mirror over herer Cause that's me I m your hero. Esha I think McGuiennes? Or McGrefor, after Ewab, maybe New York wants me to kill myself Maybe eventually New York if full of the devil The devil is money And everyone wants it The root of all evil, Is getting even The root of all evil Is people Beside myself, But besides that The ones hurting me, are soon to be where I am That's just karma The gangstalkers are soon to be stalked Coughed, and shot at The neighbors are soon to be eaten by their own demons When I don't clean them The root of all evil is evil, And that's all I see here White power wants me to kill my self The Caucasians get crazy when the race war is waging The elections are coming up And they see us coming up on conciousness They don't want us Just being honest They're hateful, They washed all the love out Thanks Karen But she don't care White firms just wanna have fun And they get to Meanwhile, me and I Eat shit( bro, And die Why's it nice to be white Even when you're wrong, you're right All you gotta do is lie, Open up your big blue eyes real wide and Decide what you want, Put us under your foot, And make us pay for it Thanks Karen Caucasians are terrorists I think it's McGuennes or however you spell it, cause half the names are like plays on Okay, I lie: You made a world where I have to Okay, I steal You took everything that I'm after already Or your ancestors did Call the luxury apartment reparations But ain't got no privacy, and hells angels and the kkk Ride motorcycles every time I get my eye on the prize So what's the price for being indegenous, black, and a genius White supremacy finds sneakier ways to kill you ESHA MCGUENNES (I thought figure out how to spell that. My left side's off I guess I got Stuck in the love of the art I was writing that part When the life of my love Fell over me A lover huh I'm so confused. I'm sorry bro, But if you're morbidly obese, But your feet are like a size 6– You are not BIG BONED. My doctor said I have a small frame, my feet are size 9, I went from a 10 to an 8.5 after losing 200 hundred pounds, I'm like “goddamn! Even my feet were fat! Fuck” But if you're fat like I was and your feet are size 6, your feet might be like a si3 4! You're a fat fucking pixie that fucked around and can't do little pixie shit now, cause you like pixie sticks Too much I'm just the rat in the dumpster I made this whole world up I swallowed the doctor I hearted the surgeon I locked up the dog catcher; I cauldron'd the Mormons I called it a sermon, but He called them all — Wait, who is Herman?! I don't know! Some black guy on that show I'm writing! what. I don't know. You're writing a show?! I'm on it! Ugh, I don't know. No fair, You really know how to make me cry When you give me those ocean eyes Those ocean eyes Good looking people In good looking places Doing good things; I just want to be Good today Good looking people Good looking people Bye, bye little bird, Think of the dreams we made Think of the drummer boy, Your lover boy, Then, the other boy There we go again, With the drums we played And the love we made It just won't make it Oh I Just Can't take it Can I come back yet? SHUT UP, GAYBRAHAM LINCOLN. I'm having breakfast at 10 am Thinking damn this depression is just setting in There's a chest on my elephant Chester drawer with hand carved elements Elephant ok my chest, Clisets with hangers and button ups I haven't won't yet What FOR WHAT FOR. MY EYES. For the sake of the art, I heart ya. For perhaps if I love, That's how I lost ya. So I keep all my love close, The brothers have found the fountain How many dollars do tootsie pops cost For one Jimmy Fallon? return to the blacklist. Great. Now I'm Jimmy Fallon. Well what's fucked up! What happened! FUCK! I hate being Jimmy Fallon! Whose dick swings to the right like that. Ow. FUCK. Fuck this guy. GODDAMMIT. -_- Let me in. Or I could just leave you out. No, don't do that. WHY. Ahh. Shhhhhh!!! What if someone sees me. Hmm, let's see. [rings neighbors dooorvelk, shuts door] No! The neighbor opens the door; now gifted with the ability to see demons, after merging with Fast forward Oh no, when did that thing come into play (When this happened) Liz lemon lives on the ground floor It don't matter cause she ain't never home l She's at the rock That's all the way up Good talk, Donaguey, Good, Good Talk Good people Good show Good good times It's good to be long gone from home Go to work at the plaza That ones Conan. Oh, Why?! Why not, though. OH, you mean— Katt. What up Snoop . Ahh, Look what the pimp limped in. You think you're clever. You think you're at least 5 foot—but you're 4 foot 9 I'm STILL WINNING CHARLIE SHEEN relapses on the dance floor Oh shit. Relapses to which habit? All of them! 10-4 CALL RUSSEL BRAND. Csnt. Why not. He's blacked out. What? Another relapse?! No, he just— passed out KABLAM. “The Cockney Thug” He's just like that now. God What is it. Can I have ham in my spam samwhiches. —you want ham in your spam sandwhich. Yes. Roasted cantaloupe with Put your notebook On my throat-Scrotum I like your poems So I wrote you this one Oh. That's. Welcome—to the' creepy shit fans have done for u's backlogs. “Backlogs” Well, I have millions of fans, It would take me years to look at all this. [the festival project] Woah. Woah. Ok. Yo. Have you seen this. What is it. I don't know. Hm. Look. Woah: Yeah, it's— Wow Ok. It just goes on like this— For how long— For like GOH GOH l GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUT TO: Latest — 1:04 WHAT? MEANWHILE ….IS THAT A JIMMY FALLON? LOOKS LIKE ONE. SHOOT THAT MOTHERFUCKER. ok , boss. I told you, He would play The Devil's Advocate, If need be [JIMMY FALLON is shot mercilessly in the shoulder in broad daylight.] YO. THEY SHOT ME. He'll be okay. He's Jimmy Fallon. [LIKE 90,000 Ambulances and a SWAT team roll up.] See. DEADMAU5 charges himself in a high speed chamber—a tech-driven coffin via a USB port in his neck. Lol. Ok. (PDA) Public Displays of Affliction I've never even see. A. Aston Martin Sometimes it's worth it, Getting lost in Manhattan I just saw the sign I wouldn't dare entering, anyhow Not in this outfit Not in this predicament (I just left the Whole Foods market) I got lost and god was happy Motor cars for music Force a figure ibto music Forgive Annie, Run a mile what's a california smile In New York What a garden Oh, what a garden Double back. For a second glance Oh, don't we all want second chances Now I've been an Aston Martin Motorists dot muses now u want her What a party I just saw the sign Now I've been an Aston Martin All by design Companion passing through KAWS I just bought a Ferrari I said, Where the roof is?! Where the roof is?! Blū electrico Roof finished in Nero Just a hit of magic A menacing, incredibly ambedextrous submissive One time I played God, I was hanging as the sun in Toronto In my third eye was a camera lense; My baby daddy, Lover and my best friend My husband My lover and My best friend My brother And my father Were my best friends Once upon a time I never had friends Now I remember sitting in the backseat, Has been I remember when I never had ribs I remember when I never had meat Nice to meet you I already had a coffee I remember sitting in the front seat Once upon a time I was anno one Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once a bunch of Pennies, lady Gaga I'm a baby, haha Once upon a time, I was a no one A nobody Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I remember penny was a virgin I remember when you were the third one, l Once upon a time I was the first one Once upon a time, I thirst my quench with Coffee Body guard! I remember going on a long run I remember once there was a Knock on my door Now I quench my thirst with smart water With a hard on Never was a smart one Just an artist I was no one Once upon a dollar Jimmy Fallon Once upon a nothing, there was no one Now I take my coffee on a long ride No fun Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Amen I wish for every dollar I ever had, back Jimmy Fallon I wish it was 11:11, every Dillon Francis I wish for sandwhiches on leavened bread at Passover I wish this whole world would Passover, With the the stories in my home And in my notebook I wish for the fame and wealth with it, Jimmy Fallon I wish I never laughed at Dillon Francis I wish Skrillex was never a demon, I take it back I want the wealth And not the fame Just the freedom, Jimmy Fallon What do you mean by that? A dad, an actor An attack, The press is back and asking questions I can't handle that I can't. I just can't with that Abandon the matrix Go back to What's his name But I can't Cause I made him up Call my mother begging to drop the charges Called my God Just asking what the pocket watch does What's an engagement ring like that coat How much to rug the cameras up Inside my home So I don't know about em That shit's priceless Like the 9 Dollar's I've got Marked up, but not to spend them at the Market Jimmy Fallon I pray for your family But not as hard as I pray For my son Or God To take this fat off So I can look like Jennifer Aniston Cause that's God to em, 22 year old Adam Sandler At a brunch A talk show with my Least favorite host of all time Jimmy Fallon But I love to laugh, huh I just got back, God My house is a mess I want meth like AshGod If Method man was drinking up the water Would there be backwash It's a horrible, windfall This awesome art project My broken heart The coughing stalkers Whatever the fuck is going on in New York I love New York But not New Yorkers It hurts to be the worst person The first person to put reverse curses On shamans from the 3rd world And I'm living in the first world, But I just learned that Underneath the surface Is the fourth world That's some dichotomy Huh That's some diabolical plot The cosmic avenger is stuck in a dimension Of white pocket tenses And white bitches who get offended With this scripture But listen I just got up And I've been privy to Never sleeping again Norman Needs you, Mrs. Hotch But I was never Mrs. Roberts With all of the hearts and crosses , stars I give up on love Where's DimlonnFrancis at That's a man without a mask, That's a mannequin m. Just got up And I still want breakfast All I got is Stuff that's leavening A hand in my pocket Just for God to show me Nobody I want wants me Jimmy Fallon has a family That's a tragedy, that But I laughed so hard in the bathtub I still haven't come back from that I feel bad for em, actually All the husbands Cause I was the wife that sucks And he hated me so much I got punched in the— Doesn't matter Stuck in the telling it over and over Nobody loves me My new password is Fuckit I'm gone galloping horses, And hornets, I'm just a furniture Probably should have aborted me, mother Just like you wanted to But I'm still in the hospital On the honor roll Cause I had them all lined up The prophets of the “Impossible, could not be my God!” That's what they all said, But they dressed me up like Some sort of messiah, So I was, then It wasn't right, no That was malpractice But now I've got Camping in Malibu Crossed off my list forever Shit It's some dichotomy Just hold onto me I'm the rock, You're the kite now, Jimmy Fallon I was just better off dead, You know Better off stuck in my head, you know. I read your messages, every one of them Every one of the drugs in my bucket I threw up from the fan club Impossible, Could not have been at that clown JIMMY FALLON - THE COSMIC AVENGER JIMMY FALLON THE COSMIC AVENGER is levitating in a hyper-meditative state. UH – “hehe” …I beg your pardon. “Hehe” Um… Fuck. Or “haha” “haha” … Just admit it. … Admit it already! –haha. Admit WHAT. This gets Levels. Nobody thought Patrice O Neal was a woman! I thought Patrice O Neal Was a Woman. Ah, fuck, I'm nobody. “Nobody” Is that Bob Saget? I swiped right on this dude, just cause he looked exactly like Bob Saget. Omg. Bob Saget! Fuck, that's right. EXT. THE W HOTEL, BEVERLY HILLS, DAY/ EXT . PODSHARE WESTWOOD ROOFTOP, DAY OH MY GOD, GUYS, LOOK: IT'S BOB SAGET. No it's not! Oh My God! Yeah IT IS! Fuck, really?! Bob Saget?! BOB SAGET! YO GUYS, IT'S BOB SAGET. It was, in fact, Bob Saget. Bob Saget's dead, right? Oh yeah, bud. That's it guys! No more dead celebrities! I'm coming with you! NO MORE GHOSTS. Look, I have something to tell you. UGH. COME ON. This is a weird superpower. EXT. GRAVEYARD, QUEENS, NY. DAY … … … Having fun yet? Alright! I have a question! What? When do I get to– Get to what? You know. Luckily, I die long beore Jimmy Fallon, and as my time approached, I took all i could absorb from the world within, and without, almost as if any and all of my deathwish had been satiated with the gentle ease, the notion of knowing my imminent death would come long before what those surrounding me would consider my time, and therefore would not be made to lose anymore than I already had–but at least, I did have th strength in knowing, not only would i never grow so old as to see for show most of what I had done, but that I had done most of what I would have at all, and not much longer than my words would form into all that would come to be known as my full body of work, I would perish, even before–long before– those I had studied, admired, and known to love–if only through the fourth wall, at all. The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… THAT was a HARD left turn. So, what time can we listen to Excision? Sometime after intermission. How many acts is this again? ___ I told you, IN-FIN-ITE. Okay… I just wanted to know how long it would take? ___ I know someone that cold get us in _____ (Sitting on a speaker in the BassPod) What is she doing? What are you doing? Charging. __________ I think I found that girl you were looking for. Where is she? I said I found her: I didn't say you could have her. She's not a possession, I'm just trying to talk to her. You didn't mention that she was-- Be careful with your words. Oh, I think it's you that ought to be careful. You're losing your power over her and it shows. Mm. And what about your ‘power', hm? I haven't any power over her-- Oh, but you do-- Will Power at best, That would only be half of it. That would be all I had anything to do with; she was given free agency. HA. “Given”? ____ awww look at that bass face. Well, that's one reason... __ Ah what! you can change your entire frequency? No Fair, I can't do that You can, it just takes practice. What kind of practice-- ___ Oh shit, this hits different with two headphones. It all hits different with headphones. Calorie Deficit Calculator: -3423 Oh shit. Well how many calories did I eat? BEFORE: …chocolate chip cookies? NO— —CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIESzzxz— [CC/SUPACREE robotically and autonomously ditches her bicycle outside of sprouts, not giving a Fuck.] —s—noh! stop it! Stop controlling me! THEY ARE VEGAN. SO? STOP IT. Ooh, what's this. I don't know— get it. CC/SUPACREE stands awkwardly at the checkout with a varied selection of vegan baked goods. *beep* Yeaaaahh. So wait. SUPACREE is controlled by aliens? WE ARE GODS. Knock it OFF! [NEW ABILITY UNLOCKED: SUPASTRENTH ] Nice. Yeah dude. Watch this. The Legend of Supacree is the #1 MMORPG in the world; it is also happening in real-time, in multiple worlds within the multiversial construct of the actual Omniverse. AGHHHHH In fact, nobody even plays GTA or call of duty anymore. YAH! [Random objects falling from the sky. ] SUPACREE Oh, nice. INSTANT MANIFESTATION. JUST POST THE FUCKING EPISODE ALRIGHT?! this bitch is fucking crazy. Watch this. Watch what? SHIA LABEOUF discovers The Legend Of Supacree franchise and becomes villainously obsessed with It, hatching a heinous and maniacal plan to hunt her down and capture her—tracking her every move and learning everything about her he can. Wtf. I don't know. Is he a villain? I don't know. I guess. I'M A SUPERVILLAIN. …He's a supervillain. I guess. Why?! I don't know. This is creeps. It is creeps. [lifts one eyebrow.] SUPACREEps. Scary monsters and supacreeps. Heh. NO, NO MUSICIANS. Heh. SHIA LABEOUF is a straight up gangster. HE'S CRAZY! [SHIA LAUGHING MANIACALLY.] Oh, wow– That dude is a straight up psychopath. You're a straight up psychopath. I'm not arguing. What is THIS part of the story? Well, son, you made it through. WOODY HARRELSON? WHAT. Woody Harrelson?! WHY? I don't know. He just fit the part. WHAT PART?! WHAT/! Nobody quite understands what's happening in ENTER THE MULTIVERSE, however, THE LEGEND OF SUPACREE has taken an incredible turning point, intersecting with the world of LEGENDS and THE SECRET LIFE OF SUNNI BLŪ/ THE SUITE LIFE OF SUNNI BLŪ. IT HAS? YES? WHERE? I WANNA DIE. OH! That's not SUPACREE! [CC HULK SMASHES her bike onto the rack on the bus. THE HULK, sitting just in front stares at her wide-eyed as she boards the bus over the rim of his sunglasses.] Oh, maybe, nevermind. Wait! Is it THE HULK, or MARK RUFFALO? I don't know! I don't give a shit! Why are you even writing this? Uhhhhhhhh. [CC's brain is slowly melting as she rides the bus to work. THE HULK– OR IS IT MARK FUCKING RUFFALO!? I DON”T FUCKING CARE– THERE'S A DIFFERENCE WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE IT – DOESN'T– MATTER! ‘It doesn't matter.' Chal's words echoed in my head almost too loudly–as boldly blind and sometimes even dumb as he was, he was also wise, and as it turned out, right–it really didn't matter. Nothing mattered at all. I had gone through the motions of reaching out to him, to of course as expected learn that he and whatever her name was had gone their separate ways; I understood that would be the case nearly immediately back in Mazunte, but as he was insistent he would woo her–and persistent in doing so, that I thought maybe after all love– or what really turned out to be his obstinate lust would win the day–and yet, it hadn't; he was again single and on the prowl– and although at one point I had even lusted after him briefly, trailing behind him in nonchalant platonic carelessness as he obsessively followed another woman, had allowed me to become comfortable enough in the friendzone that i could just simply exist next to him; Now, again faced with homelessness and factoring in my inability to travel much further than south of the border, especially now knowing well how to travel throughout mexico and into Guatemala, I wondered truly if my own self-worth had really been lowered to the point of allowing myself to meet Chal in Guatemala–even full well knowing that he, too, preferred perfect and illy white to my dark skin and quite seemingly matronly features, and, knowing for myself that I wasn't his first choice– as he and I had of course met in Mazunte around the same time he had met whom he considered to be ‘his Goddess'-- albeit while on a topless beach and thus hynotized by her breasts. Men were hopeless. Then, here I was, waking up every other sleep cycle in the cold sweat of a wet dream, the subject of which I typically at least tried to keep deeply hidden in my subconscious psyche as secrets, although by now it seemed there really were none, and all that I knew and that I thought were known and seen by some other than myself–though somehow still holding true to my belief that there really was none other than myself–in my own broken and twisted world, alone and punished in the depths of mediocrity and shame. Woah. Riding the bus. There's nothing lower. There's walking. To the bus. Yah. And all the sick people. And all the crackheads. And all the–what are those? Demons [demon hacks.] Ugh, fucking–ugh. SHIA LABOUFF'S obsession with SUPACREE is helga petaki-meets Tom Cruise jumping on Oprah's couch. Oh, wait, we're back on that storyline? I mean– I don't know how to write this. Just write it. he's a villain, right? I mean, that suit. SHIA LA– FUCK. WHAT?! Worst last name EVER. Well, not ever– Wait, is he black?! –It sounds french. GOOGLE SEARCH: ‘How Jewish is Shia LaBeouf? ‘ –no, he's Cajun – That's french-black–wait— –what? Cajun AND Jewish? –Yeah– Jesus! JESUS What? (raises one eyebrow) SUPACREE strategizes a plan of attack. Attack for what? {ATTACK} YOUUUU INCEPTED ME!!! AGH! {COUNTER ATTACK} NOT ME! DISNEY! {DODGING COUNTER ATTACK} Yeah, Blame “Disney!” I JUST DID. Oh, yeah, right!! RAVEN SYMONÉ It was Disney. THEY OK'D THIS?! They bought Marvel! THEY OK'D EVERYTHING. —Even the SKRILLEX? Especially the Skrillex —Especially the Skrillex. AGHHHHHHHH—— ———-AAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!! SHIA LABEOUF VS SUPACREE: FIGHT!!!! Everything looks good— —everything looks good. Everything looks fine— —Everything looks fine. But wait— What? What about that guy? Oh My— —oh my… Is he gonna be alright? Is that guy —gonna be alright? Is that guy gonna be alright? Is—that guy gonna be alright? Is that guy gonna be alright Is that guy— Gonna be alright? Is that guy gonna be alright?? Is that guy gonna be alright?! Is that guy gonna be alright m? Everything looks good— —everything looks fine Looks good— But what about that guy? …I don't know about that guy. Is he alright? Yo. Yooo. Stop writing songs about Skrillex. ((I literally can't.)) What?! It doesn't have to be about Skrillex! It could be about anybody! Here, they call with disco balls Stars in my eyes, but stars do fall First true love dies hard after all, No star shines bright as morning comes —(for) Sonny …I didn't write that. CUT TO: CC writes automagically between sets of heavy lifting. IMAGINARY FRIENDS, PART III DEADMAU5!!!! okay—one more—then cupcakes— Cupcakes? No cupcakes! I WANT CUPCAKES. Uh—No way! YES WAY. Mmm—no I'm sick of this diet! I'm not on a diet! I eat! You eat GRASS. I'm a vegan. This shit sucks. I told you, grass tastes bad. RICK?! (I also want cupcakes. ) Mmkay—ohh. You said that was the last one. No, more more. NO “one more” But I like this one—and it has the right amount of weights on it already—see? Jesús Christ He's not here. (Yes I am). Why the Fuxk. I also want cupcakes Okay, one more No “one more” The power of Christ compels ye! … Is that how that works? No. Maybe. (((Yes.))) AGHHH. The celebrities of Hollywood are gang stalking SUPACREE Can we— No. But I didn't even get to ask the question. The answer is no. THE CELEBRITIES OF HOLLYWOOD, after assembling with the Bampheramphs and Morherfuckers, have formed a supergroup tasked with bringing SUPACREE to THE HOLLYWOOD PEOPLE—so far, they have cunningly out-bested and outwitted THE US GOVERNMENT, including but not limited to THE FEDS, THE CIA, THE FBI and THE SECRET SERVICE. REALLY? I GUESS. HOW?! — DRAKE snoops on SUPACREE as she writes working half heartedly at THE NECK MACHINE with peaking curiosity, peaking over the time of his sunglasses. Whats it called. “Nautilus 4 way neck “ BPM: you're a jerk Do the Drake Do the Drake Do the Drake Work that neck Work that— Neck, Becky Work that neck, Work that neck Do the— “new note: Purchase ‘Honestly, nevermind' I had worked an entre month at LVAC before the circus went underway; Not a single drop of Skrillex had ever been played over the loudspeakers at any moment, for any of the time I had been employed there, nor had it burdened me any of the other time I had spent bettering myself within what I once cherished as sacred walls–now the illusion shattered, as nowhere I could seem to run – even the rural coastal jungle of Mexico-was far enough to escape the clammerings of something I quite honestly very much still loved, but wouldn't allow myself to enjoy— Or maybe, now, couldn't. BANGARANG. ‘Fuck this shit.' I wanted to move, but didn't—I wanted to leave, and probably should have, but wouldn't. I just sat there through it as my coworker, standing at about 5'4 ½ in a pair of tight black skinny jeans sang along and bounced rhymically. What the fuck. Then, as it had just been earlier that I was thinking of Sonny himself, and how, be it that any of my premonitions were actually accurate and true as I had once thought them to be, there would perhaps come a day that I regretted not listening to his works, just as one regrets not spending time with a loved one before their passing not giving enough attention to the little things, the tiny details, the time they had missed, but never missed without missing their loved one until it was too late. Then again, for me, any time in the then- present was too late, as I had only been followed, taunted, and ridiculed, openly humiliated and embarrassed, and never really paid directly for anything I had done, whether it did have to do with Skrillex or otherwise –and so I had made it more than a point to distance myself from it, anything having to do with it, or him, or anything really, music related—of course besides relying heavily on deadmau5 just for my own existence–that is, willingness wake up, move about the world and its endless, pointless constructs, and even so, completing a worthwhile workout with enough satisfaction that I could allow myself to leave the building–and now, with my commute taking up a grand total of 4 hours of my entire day—I didn't have the time or the energy to stay late into the days and even afternoons as I had before, or to arrive early as I had in the days and weeks before; Now this job was amounting to nothing at all, and I was surely less than breaking even. Whats the worry? You've got 20 minutes to write a story! Don't be sorry Mind your orders. You're a war chief Marry me, Oh pretty please— I plead to you, just sing for me Just think of me as a Never ending fantasy, At the very least When you bury me —and you buried me alive, Just for the look of things What makes us even Slitting wrists Or splitting things unevenly (Either thing benefits me, And my penis, I think.) Make me famous— She said Hate me or debate me, I have everything I need And I have everything you have, But I can leave, All with my dreams intact I do believe You think I'm evil Either way, unnecessary Why would I sit down and write a story— When you just did it for me? Why would I pledge allegiance to old glory She's ignoring me; Why would I change my name to satisfy your needs When mine sit idly by waiting Why would I dream of you, When you dream of me I have all I need, You have all of me in the other room While you watch cartoons with your lady I hate anime and now I hate you too, But I'm so stupid, Nothing soothes my moods, Except playing your tunes, Or music Whoop De Fucking do Would you Marry Me? He said (He never did, he just let her—) She said, I do And now they're doomed I built a tomb for two The bride and groom In music Two by two And used by Tuesday Music I presume To the beautiful Music I presume For the usual Music I presume For those who —- SHIA LABEOUF JUST DO IT. That is not how the end of the song goes. No, but this is how the end of the episode goes. Really!? How? [CC stares lifelessly forward out of the front window of the double decker bus; a man dressed in all blue catches her attention—another telepathic shapeshifter.] You brought…an umbrella? I told you there was a shit storm coming. Oh, nooh. Where's yours? I— don't care? That's right you don't. I don't. That's good you don't. I really don't. You don't give a Fuck, or a shit. I—don't give a fuck or a sh—wait— DILLON FRANCIS? I'm good at what I do. What do you DO? THIS. “A Silent Partner” Oh. I like that. That has all kinds of insinuations. Doesn't it? Hermph. You're a creep. A Supacreep. PAUSE ITS MISTER MAGOOoOOOOOOOooO0oO. No, it's the IRS. Fuck. HOLY SHIT SUNNI. WHAT. HOW DO YOU OWE 100,000 IN BACK TAXES?! Student loan debt. WHAT. THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE. Yes it does. HOW. Calm down Marci —MY ÑAME IS— [Sunnī Blū subdues her instantly with one if Supacree's mysterious rave weapons] Sit down, please. …what is that? You like it? Yeah. [she gives her another dose of strange vapor, she relaxes even further.] See. Yeah. Now that you're happy— —am i “happy” ? [she gives her another relaxing dose] —are you Happy? Yeah. Ok. So. I never filed my taxes because I had so muc

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The Legend of S Ū P ∆ C Я E E ™
[A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To Menorah]

The Legend of S Ū P ∆ C Я E E ™

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 5, 2024 55:38


“The Legend of Supacree” L E G E N D S “Tales of A Superstar DJ” My body is my hell My body is my hell My body is my hell My body is myhel Now i do't wanna live no more My body is my hell My body is my hell My body is my hell Now I don't wanna love no more i don't wanna live no more I don't wanna love no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna love no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna– Boy gets the girl– but in the end, i'm not either, I Still have to wonder why The nanny How I met yurr' Mother I'm neve gonna get all that God magic I need if I don't stop working. This isn't “work” Oh, yes it is. Deadmau5, a canadian DJ also known as Joel Zimmerman, hosts an anti-superbowl Star Wars Party, which turns unexpect— Look at me, feeling me, feeling you Now look at you, feeling you feeling me Feeling you feeling me Feeling me feeling you Feeling me feeling you Feeling you feeling Feeling you feeling –sorry. —Unexpectedly into the “superbowl party of the century”, when hundreds (eventually thousands) of “invitees” I've never been a man before, (that I know of) But ive got my hand over your heart , And it sure seems hard It sure seems hard -AHEM. Sorry. Receive an invitation via [SUPER JEW RABBI] AHEM What?! –Email, which was actually AHEM. WHAT! Oh My GoD! [Looks at clock] Oh. sorry Rabbi. When did you get to be such a Jew FLASHBACK Age: 12 Mom. I want a dreidel. …What's a dreidel? –And A Menorah! CUT BACK TO But honestly more recently, it was– [Stops traffic in Midtown Manhattan Rushour to pick up a penny.] [Jewish woman] Woooow. [JEWLUMINATTI] You see! I told you! Oh my God, why are the Jews in this series so stereotypically jewish? Because Jews are stereotypically Jewish. FLASHBACK: But what am I really saving here. Gevault! CUT BACK TO: YOU'RE A PEANUT BUTTER JELLy SaNDWHICH WITH NO PEANUT BUTTER AND NO JELLY. So just bread? –yes. But–[Anime sword swish] I don't eat bread. [Anymore] [FIGHT] Dang what DJ battle is THIS. The One You've Been Waiting For Mad men avatar the last air bender Grounded for life So how long's this whole thing supposed to take. –as long as it takes. What kind of answer is that. It's an answer. Don't be so sure of yourself. I am sure of myself; Just because it's not the answer you wanted doesnt make it any less of an answer. Now, sit down Watch out, and watch this: Too many apps on my phone I'm better off alone I'd better kill myself Nobody will ever love me Nobody will ever love me Watch out, watch this: My iPhone is trying to kill me, For real? See; It's natural selection I'm trying to unselect me Caviar, a delicacy How delishish The devil in me says to keep digging my grave I was once at a rave, And he gave me a halo A lion, I'm brave— I once said Spin it, Spin back the record again If it's all in my head Then I'm better off dead I'm better off dead Watch this! @Dillon Francis I'm stuck in a trance— Hanzel was lighting the candle And summoned me, Out of a dead sleep, With no pants on— It was a tech house set But I'm on acid Spinning an axis And stuck in a state of trance —i thought it was armin van buren at one point I have to give up at some point, writing, right? Now this is just point in history Point me away from the misery Mystery flavor is like Fruit punch, Or raspberry— Something like that, If you ask me; But white as the rabbit I pulled out the hat In the back seat I'm hatching a plan to go mad, But I need the recepits from Pasqualle for my taxes What the Fuck does that mean? I don't know; I'll read this In a year, When I unbury it Maybe I married my best friend, Deserved to get hit So I'm just going back to him Scratch that, he's mad at me I have no family Reckless abandonment God I'm attracted to everything Except for that See? She's racist. No, it's my ovaries! The lighter you are, the less the adversity I see you eyes turned to grey; Don't abandon me Yes, I wear contacts I'm faking attractive I laughed at him, had to He actually had magic @Dillon Francis How many hats to you have? Thanks to Hanzel, I'm back on this planet Why light a candle, when you know I haven't an answer; What did you ask? No, i haven't had breakfast yet — Thanks for reminding me I'm in a casket Goddamnit @Dillon Francis What are you? I'm an adversary GOOGLE: adversary ..??? ad·ver·sar·y /ˈadvərˌserē/ noun one's opponent in a contest, conflict, or dispute. Hmm. Oh. Opponent to what?! Could be anything, really. I don't like him… 2 for $ MIX AND MATCH INCLUDES BIG KING REALLY. Which one's the Big King? The little one, I think. He's not little In fact: LOOK AT EM. Dawh. Look at Skrillex. Dawg. Look at Skrillex. He bossed up. He was already boss. Well. He Sauced up, then. What kind of sauce is that?! I don't know, but looks like Dillon Francis is eating it. DILLON FRANCIS IS EATING IT pause. How am I still writing this show. She doesn't eat? She hasn't eaten. She doesn't eat. I haven't ate yet! BET. BET. OK—Bet. Nice. Sick. What are we betting. … … … WAIT. ,,, josh pan? … … Did you unpause? Unpause what? Uh. The game. This is the game. No, the game. This is the game! What are you talking about?!! Now I'm famous> This is The Game. sup. This is Sunni Blū Sup. It is?! Yea it is. Wait, it is?! I thought you were the kidd?? I am the kidd. Then, why is The Game meeting Sunnï Blu? For a collab. Duh. Wait. Pause. QUIT PRESSING PAUSE. Wait. Go back. I didn't get that last part. WE WATCHED IT A HUNDRED TIMES ALREADY. Screw you. We're watching it again. Ugh! I hate this! Dude. I hate watching this with you. It takes 3 hours to watch an episode! You guys are talking over all the good parts! It's all the good parts! This shit's exciting. I'm defaulting. What? This isn't—this isn't fair. I'm not doing this. What?! It isn't safe anymore. It was never “safe” SAFE! Oh nice. Baseball. It is baseball. Who's playing? All the DJs. What. For what?! It's the DJ GAMES. THE DJ GAMESsssssssss ITS THE DJ GAMES! OH FUCK YEAH. I fuck this. I quit. what. You can't quit. I can quit. I just did. You can't quit the DJ games. I just did. But you can't. I just did. Hey. Hey, what's up. I'm gonna be late. What's going on? My bus driver's drunk. Are you sure? CITY BUS DRIFTING IN SLOW MOTION /Hans Zimmer Music Yes. Welhp. What. That's it. I'm just gonna have to kill myself. Why, what happened? I'm pretty sure that's the only way to beat this level. What, really? Nah. I'm pretty sure Let me see. *SUPACREE jumps into oncoming traffic* YOU DIED. Aww. I died. WHAT THE FUCK. Well, you said. GAME OVER [fade to black] I HAD NO LIVES LEFT. WELL, YOU SAID! THATS'S NOT THE WAY TO— [fade to white] NEW LEVEL UNLOCKED: GOD MODE OOOHHHHHHHH. WHAT?! LVL i - DREAMSTATE What is this. SUPACREE. I— what? Hello? Follow me. Who is this? I know you. Oh. The above and beyond part. That's funny. I was just— So wait. If the end of this episode, is the end of that movie, then… I guess whatever's happening about now is whatever happened before that part. What part? I, having run off from I, runs into a forest alongside The Endless River, which opens out into a beautiful meadow, the micolored cosmic sky twinkling sweetly above, strange auroras dancing in the skies; a field of glowing and stardusted singing wishflowers at her feet, she frustratingly falls into them, soft grass puffing with the twinkling sounds of fairy dust and sprites (a homage to the lion king) the wishflowers softly sing her to sleep with the subtle and sweet frequencies of Skrillex. (A homage to the wizard of Oz) From Above & Beyond, a flock of Cosmic Creatures in flight spot a golden glimmer from afar; they descend dimensions-- to get a closer look; Closing in on the universe within the confines of a massive structure, which propels itself seamlessly through galaxies faster than the speed of light and sound, though she appears as a large golden space station, slowly drifting through the atmosphere. Manned by yet unseen beings, the golden ship descends upon Skrillex, almost silentl— a swishing whir as the ship, more similar to a futuristic building, an ovaline rounded structure seemingly structured in brass, gold, and silver as it docks to the soft soil of planetary terrain. The landing is soft enough not to have awaken Ū, still sleeping; but an immense light pours from the openings of the ship, waking her--and blinding Sonny as he finally approaches from behind, having been searching for her. She is drawn into the light; he shields his eyes as the beings emerge from their massive station. Monologue/Montage I fell in love with you...it was an accident. I fell in love with you, because I had to; I hadn't thought about it before, but i've been thinking about it ever since. Had I succeeded in my attempted suicide, we wouldn't have come face-to-face… Had I succeeded in my attempted suicide, I'd have no reason to write something so pathetic as this, pititul letter, which you will probably never read. Probably, anyway. I've spent a majority of my lifetime very deeply troubled, yearning for all the attention one could ever crave--until suddenly, I no longer craved any at all. Solitude, rather than isolation, became sacred, and safe to me; It was in the solace and quiet of my very own world, that you entered my kingdom...and it became ‘ours'. Silence. Nature. Astrology. My greatest found pleasures, in a cavalcade of endless self-doubt, self-loathing...a tiresome collection of all the hatred I've harbored for myself in my twenty-something years. I fell in love with you...I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to do anything, except be. Another festival, another escapade...another chance to dance, in the sunlight--the moonlight, under stars… And under the stars, is where I was forced to find you. Now, it seems, can't escape your presence--or lack-thereof. Unrequited? Perhaps. But, not unprovoked. I love you because it is in me to do so. I will always love you, always. There is a world where you're in love with me, as I am you; All I can do now, is hope that this is that same very world, and that as days go by, we draw closer to one-another, rather than further apart. In truth, friendship, in the very least, would serve as a worthy reward...for all the worry, all the wonder, and all the willing I've done for you; in honesty...I'm ashamed in my inability to let go--yet also proud, that I am able to love this much, this hard. To see you with someone else, now, would be a gentle relief; to know that you are kept in love, with graciousness...a subtle gift, an answer to a prayer I asked. Loneliness, I wouldn't wish upon you for anything--love is, in fact, my whole wish for you--be it mine, or not. While I can wish that it will be mine, I've also wished for you, the very best--I would want not for my flaws to burden you. Flaws are what create our perfection; God is, as I am. Losing you, the flame of fear that set my heart and soul to fire; Cancerous, weakened, plagued--premonitions impolitely penetrated my fragile, eggshell mind… the death of a friend, fast-forwarded and reflected into my mind's-eye; How could I forget a face like yours--eyes like those? How could I not know you, as I have? Tears bearing your name roll over my nose, like the rain on a rose...the burden of belonging to one, rather than some; To all, rather than none. So now, I keep my favorite photo of you in my phone...a comfort, to the weary and wounded heart I carry. I can pretend that your sweet voice accompanies mine, as I sing to soothe myself, as I sway in solitude; A gentle kiss, I imagine to give, if ever the chance. I love you, without reason to--and with every reason to, I love you. Find me, again As the ship departs, charging to go into warp speed, Sonny is left alone on his own planet; as a slight panic falls over him, A key-like object falls from the ship as it dissappars at warp speed into a portal. As his hands clap together, catching the object, the sound rings outward--this clapping pages The Skrillex, which lands promptly beside him, exclaiming-- "I AM SKRILLEX"; he has never seen this ship before, however proceeds onto the ship as though familiar with extra terrestrial phenomena all together. We only see him enter the ship; we do not follow him inside, but instead cut to Ū on the Interdimensional SpaceTime Station. Ah wait. So Skrillex is a planet? Skrillex is a lot of things SKRILLEX is a planet . That explains it. No it doesn't. I mean, it might. No it doesn't! I mean, it kindof does, if you think about it. BleepBleepBloop bleeepbleepbloopBloop bleepBleepBleeppBoopBoop bloopbloopBloopBloop. bleepBleep. bloop. Bleep? … This is a disaster! Don't look at ME. I'm not looking at anything! I can't stand it. __ This is the best thing on TV. Damn right it is. What channel is it, anyway? On Channel 43. What! I thought it was on Insomniac TV. They keep fucking with me. The Lord giveth, and taketh away— I thought you were Jewish. I want a sandwich. You're so useless. __ Who's this bitch? I won her in a bet. No you didn't. Royal Flush, bitch. What'd you get? It's a secret. __ My Lord. (Petrutheio Humphs) You look awful. I've been—working. Working on what, your majesty. Just—working, is all. Very well, then. Theodore— My leige? MEANWHILE, IN SEASON 4 [ When the 4th Wall Actually Broke] GO! I found this gym because of Dillon Francis— I found Dillon Francis because of my evil ex husband; I think the lesson here, or at least one of hundreds— Is to trust no one, And love unconditionally, No matter what. — 02-12-2022 Well, there's a conundrum. KEY/BPM: Slip, deadmau5 Conundrum. LEGENDS: ENTER THE MULTIVERSE Fuck. What was it? It was a p— Well it was a *PR Lol. *PT cruiser Yeah, but it was— It was purple. It was a purple PT. Cruiser It was—but what else was it? Ugh. I forgot. Yeah, I bet. GOOGLE SEARCH shades of purple. Ooooh. PERIWINKLE. You fucking dumb ass. I mean, Jesus. How long has it been? At least a lifetime. No, past that. It was a perfect periwinkle PT cruiser. So, start there. ‘Start there' what? Everything since then, till now— For what? Enter The Multiverse. That show is still on?! YES. What day is it? Fuxk. What time is it? What—the fuck. What?! CUPCAKES AND A MUFFIN?! I don't care how fat I am. You're not fat. QUASIMOTO Can I just say, your ass is like —woah. CC/SUPACREE Oh, thank you. QUASIMOTO I mean like—DAAAAAAMN. CC/ SUPACREE OK. QUASIMOTO i mean like—what the FAAACK. CC/SUPACREE Yeah. thanks, bro. [an awkward silence] QUASIMOTO …Good job, though. [light fist bump] EARLIER: MORE CUPCAKES. NAH. OHH, OREOS?! Oreos are the G.O.A.T. I WANTED CUPCAKES. SHUT THE FUCK UP— Before that, at the gym: —do the butt machine again. Again?! Get the glutes. But I'm tired— GET THE GLUUUUUUUUTES. SONNY/SKRILLEX Where am I? Ū Hell. ANGEL 1 In bed. ANGEL 2 In mexico. CUT TO: SUPACREE finally gets to Heaven, looking for SKRILLEX. SUPACREE So, where is he? JESUS Somewhere else. ANGEL 1 At home. ANGEL 2 In mexico. JESUS Who knows? CHAK CHEL Someone must... DILLON FRANCIS I'm someone. JESUS But I don't. ME I don't know anything. MYSELF I don't need to. I I just wanna go home. SUPACREE Can I come home now? JESUSYou always could. SUPACREE But really, I mean-- CHAK CHEL Really's all it really takes. ANGEL 1 You have to know, ANGEL 2 You have to mean it; Don't look both ways before you cross, if you honestly want off the cross Christ, for your sake Honestly It's probably wise to admit that you've tried For the third time; Mankind's just not worth it. Mankind, maybe; But humanity's my baby And this earth is definitely worth something I love it-- Her. And the rest of the planets, but Look how she spins, It's magnificent, Look at the way the ocean's Make this mist; And the wind-- If i sing loudly enough I might Vibrate the trees, How they love dancing and laughing for me; And I just can't help but to laugh at her inhabitants; They dance oh-so rhythmically They're very creative-- and grateful, they always give thanks to me It's no need, but the Earth, she keeps feeding them She makes these beautiful things, So sweet; Mangoes, I think. Greed; The Parable of the Mango Tree Mango VIP. In the pre-existence, a young God prepares for her journey through the Land of The Living; Her older brothers taunt and tease, as she shuffles through notes and index cards, studying her predetermined fate on Earth. I That's easy. The cover art's just got a Mango On it, White Backdrop; It looks super juicy; with a green leaf, I think. E Who made it? I Uhhhhh. ^> Uhhhhh... O You forgot! I No! I know, I know. It was.... A Who? U She forgot again. I I did NOT. E Did too. Who made it? I It was...it was...Herobust! Y Herobust? I Wasn't it? E Wrong! A Loser. I I am not a Loser. It was…Was it Ganja White Night? E I don't know, was it? A Was it? I I don't know! Just tell me. E I can't. I Yes you can! E I can't. Your rules-- I Exactly, it's my rules! Just gimmie the answer! E I think you're going to have to GOOGLE it. I Ugh, no way. E So is Liquid Stranger your final answer? Y Liquid Stranger?! I I never said Liquid Stranger. A Idiot. O Now she's never gonna get it. U What did you say before? I It was...oh... A See dude. I Shut up, I had it-FUCK. A Damn dude, you broke her. I I'm not broken, I just forgot - E Liquid Stranger, going once-- I I never said Liquid Stranger! I know it wasn't Liquid Stranger; Why would it ever be Liquid Stranger? CUT TO: A pair of mysterious dudes Suits in Sunglasses are collecting famous DJs. SUIT Martin Stääf? LIQUID STRANGER ...Yes... SUIT. Come with me. ___ CUT TO: Two fans are watching interdimensional cable. SUPACREE It's a practical-- FAN 1 WHAT HAPPENED? FAN 2 IT JUST CUT-- __ Aliens in an Ascended dimension of hyper-intelligence are studying our three-dimensional existence from an unknown cosmic world. BRAMF Remember that planet I showed you--the-- ARLA Yeah, with the Axis? BRAMF Yeah. ARLA Yeah? BRAMF Something happened to it, ARLA Like what? BRAMF It's flat now. ARLA WHAT? BOTH Woah. >^ Sometimes, even i'm surprised by the things I've written. ME I didn't see that one coming! MYSELF Neither did I: I was gonaa say it was off it's axis. I Flat's funnier. ME Yeah, and probably not as tragic. MYSELF I mean...that would be pretty tragic. I Probably easier to manage. ME Perhaps…But I mean, if you have a whole planet, and then it just collapses-- MYSELF It's just flattened; nobody said it collapses. MEANWHILE The planet collapses. __________ CUT TO: SUPACREE is now a full-blown superpowered vigilante; She seeks revenge for GETTER sending her through the interdimensions at AUDIOTISTIC. SUPACREE Getter, we meet again. GETTER I've never met you before; what are you doing in my dressing room? SUPACREE Why does a DJ have a dressing room? GETTER I don't know; get out. [She swiftly leaves; as she exits, THE SUITS approach the dressing room door.] SUIT 1 Tanner Petulla? GETTER Yeah? SUIT 2 Come with us. GETTER Fuck that! [He doesn't have a choice.] Oh shit, the next scene is already written, I remember this. Oh, okay! I get it! Yeah. She's still at-- She's still on the-- ____ JUST KILL YOURSELF ALREADY. For what? You're suck in this until it's done. What's done? It'll never be over, it's just infinite. ENTER THE MULTIVERSE ^ UNTITLED DOCUMENT >< >< >< ANGEL 1 YOU'RE GONNA LISTEN TO SKRILLEX ON YOUTUBE? ANGEL 2 DON'T. JESUS I mean... ANGEL 1 DON'T you dare. SUPACREE I might as well, by the time I finish downloading it I probably won't even be able to listen to it. ANGEL 2 You shouldn't. SUPACREE I shouldn't, but I know i have to. ANGEL 1 In PUBLIC? JESUS Could go Incognito... ANGEL 2 INCOGNITO; The “oh please don't look at this:” easy algorithm engine for “LOOK AT ME, I'M HIDING SOMETHING.” MEANWHILE...IN DEEP MEDITATION…(IE OMNIPOTENCE) SUPACREE So... if a song is... nothing but question and answer, what's a song which references another in an attempt to address the question which was asked? ME A conversation between one song and another? MYSELF I guess, yes; I Well, that would be a symphony, I would suppose. SUPACREE It would, wouldn't it. ME That is, if the songs were in sync. MYSELF They could be made to be. I Every song is made to be in sync; ME I mean, two songs, made to be in sync with each other. _______ SUPACREE is on the floor at a rave. BASSGOD WAKE UP. SUPACREE This isn't funny anymore. ANGEL It was never funny. You have to get up. SUPACREE I'm up. BASSGOD You're NOT UP. ANGEL Come on, you have to do this. SUPACREE I'm doin it. GOD NO. ANGEL It's no use. She's so, so under there. It would take all of us to try to pull her out--that is without... [The darkening sky crumbles, as the thunderous storm rages, the battle between worlds expands throughout the outer galaxies.] ____ You're not skinny enough You're not pretty enough You're too dark, And you don't work quickly enough Much younger girls are putting in such Efforts, just to be, the perfect little beauty queen You wish you were, But couldn't be and kids these days are Everything that means anything Sometimes I Don't Wanna Be Happy… It was bad, But better than I'll ever be A basic remix, For the basic bitch that sings it And, I'm basically a Dillon Francis fiend, Have you seen this? Now it's getting serious, I seriously doubt there's anything I can do about it It's in God's hands and, I live in Satan's house How did he do this? How did this happen? The sad result of the damage, Cause i'm pretty sure The very last time my ex ever hit me Something got stuck on repeat; It's just eating me up. ___ [Untitled Document] What did we call that place, between “The Blackout” and waking up. Hazy. I thought it was something more clever. Maybe, but i'll never find it if i'm just scrolling through these documents. Write ”Untitled Document” That's all I've got, I guess. _____ [A DJ] Can be played by literally any DJ. A wild, wild party has happened. A DJ wakes up, previously having been sprawled out across the floor. A DJ Whose house is this…? Ugh. [Looks in mirror.] A DJ ughhh. [S/he gets up and stumbles groggily, stepping over bodies hunched and perched, slung about sleeping. Peacefully. The sun is bright, a curse to the eyes of the clearly hungover, and likely still quite inebriated DJ. ] CONCURRENTLY: >>> SUPACREE awakens from a ‘stupor' herself, displeased. She looks in the mirror, at first disgruntled, then “picks up her face” adjusts her perception, and decides, SUPACREE (“I'm good.”) Yep. [And she keeps it steppin, still asking aloud, as she ponders to herself;] SUPACREE Whose house is this? [And makes her way into the kitchen, where she (probably in a montage) cleans around the many bodies of hot people and rave babies still smudged and dripping in everything glittery; she appears to have ‘frozen time', as she vacuums faces and erases permanent marker penises drawn onto the foreheads and other exposed body parts of those who have fallen asleep with no shoes on. She cooks breakfast and straightens the entirety of what is now more recognizable as someone's home, though the owner still remains unknown. She sips coffee and reads the newspaper, as she steps behind the freshly detailed decks; and prepares a set through the headphones shes hung happily around her neck.] PAUSE ME See! THIS IS RIDICULOUS. MYSELF It is. Ridiculous. You can't vacuum someone's face! I Not that part-- MYSELF --Especially white people! ME You never said they were all white people. I I mean, predominantly; it said hot people and rave babies. MYSELF That's racist! ME It isn't. This whole scene would be entirely different, if it had nothing but black people in it. ALTERNATELY: She wakes up in the same house, but it's clean. SUPACREE ...Whose house is this? BEYONCE It's my house. SUPACREE It's... nice. BEYONCE Yes it is. ______ DILLON FRANCIS has the master plan. SUPACREE Ugh, he knows everything. GOD Not everything, dear, believe me. SUPACREE Everything that matters. GOD There's no such thing as everything that doesn't matter. SUPACREE ...What?! __ Don't look in there! You won't find anything in there. I hate these things. ____ It doesn't work if you don't practice. How do I practice without decks? You don't. How do I Dj without practicing? You don't. So DJing is just for rich people? I mean, primarily, or just...anyone with money, if you have it. Fuck this, I quit. You can't quit. If you quit we forfeit the game. No... You idiot. What game? I thought she knew about the game. What. game. Well, it's not just a game, it's a language. WHAT GAME. She's about to be so angry, dude, just--- Just run. ___ 8 Dimensional--wait, what? Oh, she finally made it. I never thought she'd get to this part. Well, she stopped eating meat and cooks asian food-- ---yeah, but that's like 6 different places-- She's not listening to Skrillex. --She's not skipping it-- --yeah, but she isn't listening to it actively.-- Josh Pan. Yeah. I am. Why. I thought we were past “why” We were, we were WAY past “why” It wasn't really a question, guys, don't worry about it. “Don't worry about it” Tsh. Tsh. ___ It's just an expression. “expression” yes. I get it-- ___ He named it “Kliptown Empyrean” What. What's “Empyrean”? I'd love to know, but I don't. Don't google it. I won't, I just. __ GO KARTS. With A K. __ Where's Kliptown? South of Capetown? South? South Afri-- Stop. HE”S AFRICAN? Stop. What's more offensive; Being called an African, or an Alien? ___ One off...hmmm… Always one off. ___ Get out of my house! This is your house? Thank God, I was starting to worry the owner like wandered off and got lost; or, you know (makes slitting throat) I... no, this is my--wait. Who are you? Me? I'm S U P A C R E E “S U P A C R E E”? [having been yet unrecognized, shes is used to having to spell it] Yeah; ___ Key of Cringe: I'm in a box with all my thoughts, And I am not on top of the world Or taking shots, I'm just rocking back and forth Like broken record, Repeating sequences, a robot A beat box of kittens Nobody wants I'm lost (if rock and roll will take me I wonder how much it costs) ____ What did this kid do? Nobody knows _Oh, shit, it's the Jews again. I love the Jews. We know. I keep telling you, you're jewish I'm not jewish my mom's… That's not your mom. Of course that's my mom. It's not, I already told you what planet you're on? __ Now, tell us why we wear our masks! Oh, there are lots of reasons for that. Tell us about the Sauce! All the sauce? Yeah!!! That would be a long story. __ Oh, the Google kids are cute, too. I especially love that little chunky one. He is cute, he's probably my favorite, actually ____ PIERCE? Who the fuck is PIERCE? Google it. I like this, this is- It's different, isn't it? Yeah, and then it __ Sunni—are you Jewish? I...identify as “Jewish” You can't just identify as Jewish. Well, I do. No, you can't just “identify” as Jewish; your mother has to be Jewish. Okay; my mother is Jewish. Sunni—you don't talk much about your family; who's your mother? Who's your mother?! Oh! Okay, we're done. See you next time, bye! What are you doing? What? “Identify as Jewish”?! WHAT?! I do! No I don't! You don't know me! Maybe not! But I know TMZ. I'm not on TMZ Sunni Blu is on TMZ What did I do?! YOu know what you did. ∆ Well, alright then. ∆ Must be something. ∆ I got it. . Don't look at me;; I'm a catastrophe, I'm just waking up now Don't look at me, I got so high i think I might not come down It's not a bad thing But I'm a bad guy, i promise It's not a bad thing, Don't look in my eyes; Especially if I like you Especially if you have other plans tonight, Or this morning That's right Time flies when you're (dynomite) Time flies when your mind right I didn't mean to stay here It's been nearly half a year, you know It's nearly half a year It's nearly half a y AHEM ALRIGHT. JESUS CHRIST. No, not that! [sighs heavily, frustrated] Enjoy Your Day. FARRO nobly sacrifices his own life during The Lovers Quarrel, as PETRUTHEIO attempts a final and fatall blow unwittingly against ‘CESMET' A saturn of satirical Return of reverb Expanding explosions of Outward and unearthly Worlds within words Or words within Worlds on the Curve of the Unwritten overtures of -Mother wow . I guess. Do you want a cup of coffee? I want you to shut the fuck up. What if Jimmy Fallon had a diary as a kid. And I found it when i shapeshifted into his body. Yeah, what if. What if this is it? [SUPER HUGE GASP] Oh, AHEM- No, i Gotta write this. AHH– Oh, the things i would do to you Oh, woah, The things you would do to me Oh, no, no, woah The things i would do AHHH– Don't be mad I'm a writer I'm like this Hi kids wanna see how sharp my knife is yikes Sigh, bitch, ive been sitting in silece With the lights off cause i like it Ilike it a lot, but uhm Ahem, The rabbi's mad cause that i'd write this And it's shabbat This is why i don't listen to deadmau5 anymore. What are you talking about *listenining to* GODDAMIT. what The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… 03. JIMMY FALLON All ya'll are all worth bout a dollar; I am a cyclone, watch me holler I lived my whole life underwater I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon All ya'll are only bout a dollar I work so hard, I guess for nothin I am not worried bout a dollar I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon I guess I'll do it on my own I had to do it all alone I made some soup, all out of stones I am the only one I know I am not worried bout the sauce I am so famous, got a stalker I am so famous Can't go no where I got a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I'm at the office, Not my home No collab I work alone Opened a business, got a loan I got a hundred of them passwords I went frontwards —1I went backwards Went to Manhattan, took a walk Went to the rock and dropped a rock Now put your money where your mouth is I got a thousand Jimmy Fallons (What's that) (I'm the host) What's that, what's that I work alone What's that what's that I dropped a rock into the rock What's that what's that I'm the host, I'm Jimmy {enter the multiverse/ as seen on tv} Story/ music video Moderately famous household television Jimmy Fallon suddenly begins appearing everywhere—that is—on every possible TV screen imaginable— The Protagonist, in confusion, can't seem to escape, and also amusingly begins finding Pennies in very strange and seemingly random places—these Pennies then begin opening up portals, breaking the fourth wall and opening worlds to other dimensions— Have you seen this? Uhh, hmwhat is it? Mits m “Two dumb Jews, starring Seth Rogen, and some other dude— Who's the other dude— some Jew,but it's got Adam Sandler in it. Oh, so three dumb Jews. So, no, then? I'd watch the shit out of that, though, tvh. Why's the synopsis? Uhh. Two Jewish musicians struggling to make it in new York's congested underground music scene hit it off in comedy by complete accident, after being booked as a duo for a comedy club they mistook for a bar. Heh. Okay, who does Adam Sandler play? “The Bookkeeper” What. Who the fuck is “the book keeper?” We'll see, I guess. “Two Broke hoes@ It's like two broke girls, but actually funny. What, be nice . Okay. Two Broke Ghosts That's better— — And marketable. Are you pale, or just— No, I'm dead. I'm dead. X.X Be NICE. Now our musical guests, SWAGGARBOMB. What in the fuck kind of music is that It's called “Dorkstep” [the doorbell rings] Great, who the fuck is I got a train car of your body count I got way far out to far rock away, way out Stop to talk to me, or don't, Kill your culture You need some? I got u— Probiotics, yo The truth hurts Your shit stinks Must be a mirror over herer Cause that's me I m your hero. Esha I think McGuiennes? Or McGrefor, after Ewab, maybe New York wants me to kill myself Maybe eventually New York if full of the devil The devil is money And everyone wants it The root of all evil, Is getting even The root of all evil Is people Beside myself, But besides that The ones hurting me, are soon to be where I am That's just karma The gangstalkers are soon to be stalked Coughed, and shot at The neighbors are soon to be eaten by their own demons When I don't clean them The root of all evil is evil, And that's all I see here White power wants me to kill my self The Caucasians get crazy when the race war is waging The elections are coming up And they see us coming up on conciousness They don't want us Just being honest They're hateful, They washed all the love out Thanks Karen But she don't care White firms just wanna have fun And they get to Meanwhile, me and I Eat shit( bro, And die Why's it nice to be white Even when you're wrong, you're right All you gotta do is lie, Open up your big blue eyes real wide and Decide what you want, Put us under your foot, And make us pay for it Thanks Karen Caucasians are terrorists I think it's McGuennes or however you spell it, cause half the names are like plays on Okay, I lie: You made a world where I have to Okay, I steal You took everything that I'm after already Or your ancestors did Call the luxury apartment reparations But ain't got no privacy, and hells angels and the kkk Ride motorcycles every time I get my eye on the prize So what's the price for being indegenous, black, and a genius White supremacy finds sneakier ways to kill you ESHA MCGUENNES (I thought figure out how to spell that. My left side's off I guess I got Stuck in the love of the art I was writing that part When the life of my love Fell over me A lover huh I'm so confused. I'm sorry bro, But if you're morbidly obese, But your feet are like a size 6– You are not BIG BONED. My doctor said I have a small frame, my feet are size 9, I went from a 10 to an 8.5 after losing 200 hundred pounds, I'm like “goddamn! Even my feet were fat! Fuck” But if you're fat like I was and your feet are size 6, your feet might be like a si3 4! You're a fat fucking pixie that fucked around and can't do little pixie shit now, cause you like pixie sticks Too much I'm just the rat in the dumpster I made this whole world up I swallowed the doctor I hearted the surgeon I locked up the dog catcher; I cauldron'd the Mormons I called it a sermon, but He called them all — Wait, who is Herman?! I don't know! Some black guy on that show I'm writing! what. I don't know. You're writing a show?! I'm on it! Ugh, I don't know. No fair, You really know how to make me cry When you give me those ocean eyes Those ocean eyes Good looking people In good looking places Doing good things; I just want to be Good today Good looking people Good looking people Bye, bye little bird, Think of the dreams we made Think of the drummer boy, Your lover boy, Then, the other boy There we go again, With the drums we played And the love we made It just won't make it Oh I Just Can't take it Can I come back yet? SHUT UP, GAYBRAHAM LINCOLN. I'm having breakfast at 10 am Thinking damn this depression is just setting in There's a chest on my elephant Chester drawer with hand carved elements Elephant ok my chest, Clisets with hangers and button ups I haven't won't yet What FOR WHAT FOR. MY EYES. For the sake of the art, I heart ya. For perhaps if I love, That's how I lost ya. So I keep all my love close, The brothers have found the fountain How many dollars do tootsie pops cost For one Jimmy Fallon? return to the blacklist. Great. Now I'm Jimmy Fallon. Well what's fucked up! What happened! FUCK! I hate being Jimmy Fallon! Whose dick swings to the right like that. Ow. FUCK. Fuck this guy. GODDAMMIT. -_- Let me in. Or I could just leave you out. No, don't do that. WHY. Ahh. Shhhhhh!!! What if someone sees me. Hmm, let's see. [rings neighbors dooorvelk, shuts door] No! The neighbor opens the door; now gifted with the ability to see demons, after merging with Fast forward Oh no, when did that thing come into play (When this happened) Liz lemon lives on the ground floor It don't matter cause she ain't never home l She's at the rock That's all the way up Good talk, Donaguey, Good, Good Talk Good people Good show Good good times It's good to be long gone from home Go to work at the plaza That ones Conan. Oh, Why?! Why not, though. OH, you mean— Katt. What up Snoop . Ahh, Look what the pimp limped in. You think you're clever. You think you're at least 5 foot—but you're 4 foot 9 I'm STILL WINNING CHARLIE SHEEN relapses on the dance floor Oh shit. Relapses to which habit? All of them! 10-4 CALL RUSSEL BRAND. Csnt. Why not. He's blacked out. What? Another relapse?! No, he just— passed out KABLAM. “The Cockney Thug” He's just like that now. God What is it. Can I have ham in my spam samwhiches. —you want ham in your spam sandwhich. Yes. Roasted cantaloupe with Put your notebook On my throat-Scrotum I like your poems So I wrote you this one Oh. That's. Welcome—to the' creepy shit fans have done for u's backlogs. “Backlogs” Well, I have millions of fans, It would take me years to look at all this. [the festival project] Woah. Woah. Ok. Yo. Have you seen this. What is it. I don't know. Hm. Look. Woah: Yeah, it's— Wow Ok. It just goes on like this— For how long— For like GOH GOH l GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUT TO: Latest — 1:04 WHAT? MEANWHILE ….IS THAT A JIMMY FALLON? LOOKS LIKE ONE. SHOOT THAT MOTHERFUCKER. ok , boss. I told you, He would play The Devil's Advocate, If need be [JIMMY FALLON is shot mercilessly in the shoulder in broad daylight.] YO. THEY SHOT ME. He'll be okay. He's Jimmy Fallon. [LIKE 90,000 Ambulances and a SWAT team roll up.] See. DEADMAU5 charges himself in a high speed chamber—a tech-driven coffin via a USB port in his neck. Lol. Ok. (PDA) Public Displays of Affliction I've never even see. A. Aston Martin Sometimes it's worth it, Getting lost in Manhattan I just saw the sign I wouldn't dare entering, anyhow Not in this outfit Not in this predicament (I just left the Whole Foods market) I got lost and god was happy Motor cars for music Force a figure ibto music Forgive Annie, Run a mile what's a california smile In New York What a garden Oh, what a garden Double back. For a second glance Oh, don't we all want second chances Now I've been an Aston Martin Motorists dot muses now u want her What a party I just saw the sign Now I've been an Aston Martin All by design Companion passing through KAWS I just bought a Ferrari I said, Where the roof is?! Where the roof is?! Blū electrico Roof finished in Nero Just a hit of magic A menacing, incredibly ambedextrous submissive One time I played God, I was hanging as the sun in Toronto In my third eye was a camera lense; My baby daddy, Lover and my best friend My husband My lover and My best friend My brother And my father Were my best friends Once upon a time I never had friends Now I remember sitting in the backseat, Has been I remember when I never had ribs I remember when I never had meat Nice to meet you I already had a coffee I remember sitting in the front seat Once upon a time I was anno one Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once a bunch of Pennies, lady Gaga I'm a baby, haha Once upon a time, I was a no one A nobody Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I remember penny was a virgin I remember when you were the third one, l Once upon a time I was the first one Once upon a time, I thirst my quench with Coffee Body guard! I remember going on a long run I remember once there was a Knock on my door Now I quench my thirst with smart water With a hard on Never was a smart one Just an artist I was no one Once upon a dollar Jimmy Fallon Once upon a nothing, there was no one Now I take my coffee on a long ride No fun Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Amen I wish for every dollar I ever had, back Jimmy Fallon I wish it was 11:11, every Dillon Francis I wish for sandwhiches on leavened bread at Passover I wish this whole world would Passover, With the the stories in my home And in my notebook I wish for the fame and wealth with it, Jimmy Fallon I wish I never laughed at Dillon Francis I wish Skrillex was never a demon, I take it back I want the wealth And not the fame Just the freedom, Jimmy Fallon What do you mean by that? A dad, an actor An attack, The press is back and asking questions I can't handle that I can't. I just can't with that Abandon the matrix Go back to What's his name But I can't Cause I made him up Call my mother begging to drop the charges Called my God Just asking what the pocket watch does What's an engagement ring like that coat How much to rug the cameras up Inside my home So I don't know about em That shit's priceless Like the 9 Dollar's I've got Marked up, but not to spend them at the Market Jimmy Fallon I pray for your family But not as hard as I pray For my son Or God To take this fat off So I can look like Jennifer Aniston Cause that's God to em, 22 year old Adam Sandler At a brunch A talk show with my Least favorite host of all time Jimmy Fallon But I love to laugh, huh I just got back, God My house is a mess I want meth like AshGod If Method man was drinking up the water Would there be backwash It's a horrible, windfall This awesome art project My broken heart The coughing stalkers Whatever the fuck is going on in New York I love New York But not New Yorkers It hurts to be the worst person The first person to put reverse curses On shamans from the 3rd world And I'm living in the first world, But I just learned that Underneath the surface Is the fourth world That's some dichotomy Huh That's some diabolical plot The cosmic avenger is stuck in a dimension Of white pocket tenses And white bitches who get offended With this scripture But listen I just got up And I've been privy to Never sleeping again Norman Needs you, Mrs. Hotch But I was never Mrs. Roberts With all of the hearts and crosses , stars I give up on love Where's DimlonnFrancis at That's a man without a mask, That's a mannequin m. Just got up And I still want breakfast All I got is Stuff that's leavening A hand in my pocket Just for God to show me Nobody I want wants me Jimmy Fallon has a family That's a tragedy, that But I laughed so hard in the bathtub I still haven't come back from that I feel bad for em, actually All the husbands Cause I was the wife that sucks And he hated me so much I got punched in the— Doesn't matter Stuck in the telling it over and over Nobody loves me My new password is Fuckit I'm gone galloping horses, And hornets, I'm just a furniture Probably should have aborted me, mother Just like you wanted to But I'm still in the hospital On the honor roll Cause I had them all lined up The prophets of the “Impossible, could not be my God!” That's what they all said, But they dressed me up like Some sort of messiah, So I was, then It wasn't right, no That was malpractice But now I've got Camping in Malibu Crossed off my list forever Shit It's some dichotomy Just hold onto me I'm the rock, You're the kite now, Jimmy Fallon I was just better off dead, You know Better off stuck in my head, you know. I read your messages, every one of them Every one of the drugs in my bucket I threw up from the fan club Impossible, Could not have been at that clown JIMMY FALLON - THE COSMIC AVENGER JIMMY FALLON THE COSMIC AVENGER is levitating in a hyper-meditative state. UH – “hehe” …I beg your pardon. “Hehe” Um… Fuck. Or “haha” “haha” … Just admit it. … Admit it already! –haha. Admit WHAT. This gets Levels. Nobody thought Patrice O Neal was a woman! I thought Patrice O Neal Was a Woman. Ah, fuck, I'm nobody. “Nobody” Is that Bob Saget? I swiped right on this dude, just cause he looked exactly like Bob Saget. Omg. Bob Saget! Fuck, that's right. EXT. THE W HOTEL, BEVERLY HILLS, DAY/ EXT . PODSHARE WESTWOOD ROOFTOP, DAY OH MY GOD, GUYS, LOOK: IT'S BOB SAGET. No it's not! Oh My God! Yeah IT IS! Fuck, really?! Bob Saget?! BOB SAGET! YO GUYS, IT'S BOB SAGET. It was, in fact, Bob Saget. Bob Saget's dead, right? Oh yeah, bud. That's it guys! No more dead celebrities! I'm coming with you! NO MORE GHOSTS. Look, I have something to tell you. UGH. COME ON. This is a weird superpower. EXT. GRAVEYARD, QUEENS, NY. DAY … … … Having fun yet? Alright! I have a question! What? When do I get to– Get to what? You know. Luckily, I die long beore Jimmy Fallon, and as my time approached, I took all i could absorb from the world within, and without, almost as if any and all of my deathwish had been satiated with the gentle ease, the notion of knowing my imminent death would come long before what those surrounding me would consider my time, and therefore would not be made to lose anymore than I already had–but at least, I did have th strength in knowing, not only would i never grow so old as to see for show most of what I had done, but that I had done most of what I would have at all, and not much longer than my words would form into all that would come to be known as my full body of work, I would perish, even before–long before– those I had studied, admired, and known to love–if only through the fourth wall, at all. The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… THAT was a HARD left turn. So, what time can we listen to Excision? Sometime after intermission. How many acts is this again? ___ I told you, IN-FIN-ITE. Okay… I just wanted to know how long it would take? ___ I know someone that cold get us in _____ (Sitting on a speaker in the BassPod) What is she doing? What are you doing? Charging. __________ I think I found that girl you were looking for. Where is she? I said I found her: I didn't say you could have her. She's not a possession, I'm just trying to talk to her. You didn't mention that she was-- Be careful with your words. Oh, I think it's you that ought to be careful. You're losing your power over her and it shows. Mm. And what about your ‘power', hm? I haven't any power over her-- Oh, but you do-- Will Power at best, That would only be half of it. That would be all I had anything to do with; she was given free agency. HA. “Given”? ____ awww look at that bass face. Well, that's one reason... __ Ah what! you can change your entire frequency? No Fair, I can't do that You can, it just takes practice. What kind of practice-- ___ Oh shit, this hits different with two headphones. It all hits different with headphones. Calorie Deficit Calculator: -3423 Oh shit. Well how many calories did I eat? BEFORE: …chocolate chip cookies? NO— —CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIESzzxz— [CC/SUPACREE robotically and autonomously ditches her bicycle outside of sprouts, not giving a Fuck.] —s—noh! stop it! Stop controlling me! THEY ARE VEGAN. SO? STOP IT. Ooh, what's this. I don't know— get it. CC/SUPACREE stands awkwardly at the checkout with a varied selection of vegan baked goods. *beep* Yeaaaahh. So wait. SUPACREE is controlled by aliens? WE ARE GODS. Knock it OFF! [NEW ABILITY UNLOCKED: SUPASTRENTH ] Nice. Yeah dude. Watch this. The Legend of Supacree is the #1 MMORPG in the world; it is also happening in real-time, in multiple worlds within the multiversial construct of the actual Omniverse. AGHHHHH In fact, nobody even plays GTA or call of duty anymore. YAH! [Random objects falling from the sky. ] SUPACREE Oh, nice. INSTANT MANIFESTATION. JUST POST THE FUCKING EPISODE ALRIGHT?! this bitch is fucking crazy. Watch this. Watch what? SHIA LABEOUF discovers The Legend Of Supacree franchise and becomes villainously obsessed with It, hatching a heinous and maniacal plan to hunt her down and capture her—tracking her every move and learning everything about her he can. Wtf. I don't know. Is he a villain? I don't know. I guess. I'M A SUPERVILLAIN. …He's a supervillain. I guess. Why?! I don't know. This is creeps. It is creeps. [lifts one eyebrow.] SUPACREEps. Scary monsters and supacreeps. Heh. NO, NO MUSICIANS. Heh. SHIA LABEOUF is a straight up gangster. HE'S CRAZY! [SHIA LAUGHING MANIACALLY.] Oh, wow– That dude is a straight up psychopath. You're a straight up psychopath. I'm not arguing. What is THIS part of the story? Well, son, you made it through. WOODY HARRELSON? WHAT. Woody Harrelson?! WHY? I don't know. He just fit the part. WHAT PART?! WHAT/! Nobody quite understands what's happening in ENTER THE MULTIVERSE, however, THE LEGEND OF SUPACREE has taken an incredible turning point, intersecting with the world of LEGENDS and THE SECRET LIFE OF SUNNI BLŪ/ THE SUITE LIFE OF SUNNI BLŪ. IT HAS? YES? WHERE? I WANNA DIE. OH! That's not SUPACREE! [CC HULK SMASHES her bike onto the rack on the bus. THE HULK, sitting just in front stares at her wide-eyed as she boards the bus over the rim of his sunglasses.] Oh, maybe, nevermind. Wait! Is it THE HULK, or MARK RUFFALO? I don't know! I don't give a shit! Why are you even writing this? Uhhhhhhhh. [CC's brain is slowly melting as she rides the bus to work. THE HULK– OR IS IT MARK FUCKING RUFFALO!? I DON”T FUCKING CARE– THERE'S A DIFFERENCE WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE IT – DOESN'T– MATTER! ‘It doesn't matter.' Chal's words echoed in my head almost too loudly–as boldly blind and sometimes even dumb as he was, he was also wise, and as it turned out, right–it really didn't matter. Nothing mattered at all. I had gone through the motions of reaching out to him, to of course as expected learn that he and whatever her name was had gone their separate ways; I understood that would be the case nearly immediately back in Mazunte, but as he was insistent he would woo her–and persistent in doing so, that I thought maybe after all love– or what really turned out to be his obstinate lust would win the day–and yet, it hadn't; he was again single and on the prowl– and although at one point I had even lusted after him briefly, trailing behind him in nonchalant platonic carelessness as he obsessively followed another woman, had allowed me to become comfortable enough in the friendzone that i could just simply exist next to him; Now, again faced with homelessness and factoring in my inability to travel much further than south of the border, especially now knowing well how to travel throughout mexico and into Guatemala, I wondered truly if my own self-worth had really been lowered to the point of allowing myself to meet Chal in Guatemala–even full well knowing that he, too, preferred perfect and illy white to my dark skin and quite seemingly matronly features, and, knowing for myself that I wasn't his first choice– as he and I had of course met in Mazunte around the same time he had met whom he considered to be ‘his Goddess'-- albeit while on a topless beach and thus hynotized by her breasts. Men were hopeless. Then, here I was, waking up every other sleep cycle in the cold sweat of a wet dream, the subject of which I typically at least tried to keep deeply hidden in my subconscious psyche as secrets, although by now it seemed there really were none, and all that I knew and that I thought were known and seen by some other than myself–though somehow still holding true to my belief that there really was none other than myself–in my own broken and twisted world, alone and punished in the depths of mediocrity and shame. Woah. Riding the bus. There's nothing lower. There's walking. To the bus. Yah. And all the sick people. And all the crackheads. And all the–what are those? Demons [demon hacks.] Ugh, fucking–ugh. SHIA LABOUFF'S obsession with SUPACREE is helga petaki-meets Tom Cruise jumping on Oprah's couch. Oh, wait, we're back on that storyline? I mean– I don't know how to write this. Just write it. he's a villain, right? I mean, that suit. SHIA LA– FUCK. WHAT?! Worst last name EVER. Well, not ever– Wait, is he black?! –It sounds french. GOOGLE SEARCH: ‘How Jewish is Shia LaBeouf? ‘ –no, he's Cajun – That's french-black–wait— –what? Cajun AND Jewish? –Yeah– Jesus! JESUS What? (raises one eyebrow) SUPACREE strategizes a plan of attack. Attack for what? {ATTACK} YOUUUU INCEPTED ME!!! AGH! {COUNTER ATTACK} NOT ME! DISNEY! {DODGING COUNTER ATTACK} Yeah, Blame “Disney!” I JUST DID. Oh, yeah, right!! RAVEN SYMONÉ It was Disney. THEY OK'D THIS?! They bought Marvel! THEY OK'D EVERYTHING. —Even the SKRILLEX? Especially the Skrillex —Especially the Skrillex. AGHHHHHHHH—— ———-AAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!! SHIA LABEOUF VS SUPACREE: FIGHT!!!! Everything looks good— —everything looks good. Everything looks fine— —Everything looks fine. But wait— What? What about that guy? Oh My— —oh my… Is he gonna be alright? Is that guy —gonna be alright? Is that guy gonna be alright? Is—that guy gonna be alright? Is that guy gonna be alright Is that guy— Gonna be alright? Is that guy gonna be alright?? Is that guy gonna be alright?! Is that guy gonna be alright m? Everything looks good— —everything looks fine Looks good— But what about that guy? …I don't know about that guy. Is he alright? Yo. Yooo. Stop writing songs about Skrillex. ((I literally can't.)) What?! It doesn't have to be about Skrillex! It could be about anybody! Here, they call with disco balls Stars in my eyes, but stars do fall First true love dies hard after all, No star shines bright as morning comes —(for) Sonny …I didn't write that. CUT TO: CC writes automagically between sets of heavy lifting. IMAGINARY FRIENDS, PART III DEADMAU5!!!! okay—one more—then cupcakes— Cupcakes? No cupcakes! I WANT CUPCAKES. Uh—No way! YES WAY. Mmm—no I'm sick of this diet! I'm not on a diet! I eat! You eat GRASS. I'm a vegan. This shit sucks. I told you, grass tastes bad. RICK?! (I also want cupcakes. ) Mmkay—ohh. You said that was the last one. No, more more. NO “one more” But I like this one—and it has the right amount of weights on it already—see? Jesús Christ He's not here. (Yes I am). Why the Fuxk. I also want cupcakes Okay, one more No “one more” The power of Christ compels ye! … Is that how that works? No. Maybe. (((Yes.))) AGHHH. The celebrities of Hollywood are gang stalking SUPACREE Can we— No. But I didn't even get to ask the question. The answer is no. THE CELEBRITIES OF HOLLYWOOD, after assembling with the Bampheramphs and Morherfuckers, have formed a supergroup tasked with bringing SUPACREE to THE HOLLYWOOD PEOPLE—so far, they have cunningly out-bested and outwitted THE US GOVERNMENT, including but not limited to THE FEDS, THE CIA, THE FBI and THE SECRET SERVICE. REALLY? I GUESS. HOW?! — DRAKE snoops on SUPACREE as she writes working half heartedly at THE NECK MACHINE with peaking curiosity, peaking over the time of his sunglasses. Whats it called. “Nautilus 4 way neck “ BPM: you're a jerk Do the Drake Do the Drake Do the Drake Work that neck Work that— Neck, Becky Work that neck, Work that neck Do the— “new note: Purchase ‘Honestly, nevermind' I had worked an entre month at LVAC before the circus went underway; Not a single drop of Skrillex had ever been played over the loudspeakers at any moment, for any of the time I had been employed there, nor had it burdened me any of the other time I had spent bettering myself within what I once cherished as sacred walls–now the illusion shattered, as nowhere I could seem to run – even the rural coastal jungle of Mexico-was far enough to escape the clammerings of something I quite honestly very much still loved, but wouldn't allow myself to enjoy— Or maybe, now, couldn't. BANGARANG. ‘Fuck this shit.' I wanted to move, but didn't—I wanted to leave, and probably should have, but wouldn't. I just sat there through it as my coworker, standing at about 5'4 ½ in a pair of tight black skinny jeans sang along and bounced rhymically. What the fuck. Then, as it had just been earlier that I was thinking of Sonny himself, and how, be it that any of my premonitions were actually accurate and true as I had once thought them to be, there would perhaps come a day that I regretted not listening to his works, just as one regrets not spending time with a loved one before their passing not giving enough attention to the little things, the tiny details, the time they had missed, but never missed without missing their loved one until it was too late. Then again, for me, any time in the then- present was too late, as I had only been followed, taunted, and ridiculed, openly humiliated and embarrassed, and never really paid directly for anything I had done, whether it did have to do with Skrillex or otherwise –and so I had made it more than a point to distance myself from it, anything having to do with it, or him, or anything really, music related—of course besides relying heavily on deadmau5 just for my own existence–that is, willingness wake up, move about the world and its endless, pointless constructs, and even so, completing a worthwhile workout with enough satisfaction that I could allow myself to leave the building–and now, with my commute taking up a grand total of 4 hours of my entire day—I didn't have the time or the energy to stay late into the days and even afternoons as I had before, or to arrive early as I had in the days and weeks before; Now this job was amounting to nothing at all, and I was surely less than breaking even. Whats the worry? You've got 20 minutes to write a story! Don't be sorry Mind your orders. You're a war chief Marry me, Oh pretty please— I plead to you, just sing for me Just think of me as a Never ending fantasy, At the very least When you bury me —and you buried me alive, Just for the look of things What makes us even Slitting wrists Or splitting things unevenly (Either thing benefits me, And my penis, I think.) Make me famous— She said Hate me or debate me, I have everything I need And I have everything you have, But I can leave, All with my dreams intact I do believe You think I'm evil Either way, unnecessary Why would I sit down and write a story— When you just did it for me? Why would I pledge allegiance to old glory She's ignoring me; Why would I change my name to satisfy your needs When mine sit idly by waiting Why would I dream of you, When you dream of me I have all I need, You have all of me in the other room While you watch cartoons with your lady I hate anime and now I hate you too, But I'm so stupid, Nothing soothes my moods, Except playing your tunes, Or music Whoop De Fucking do Would you Marry Me? He said (He never did, he just let her—) She said, I do And now they're doomed I built a tomb for two The bride and groom In music Two by two And used by Tuesday Music I presume To the beautiful Music I presume For the usual Music I presume For those who —- SHIA LABEOUF JUST DO IT. That is not how the end of the song goes. No, but this is how the end of the episode goes. Really!? How? [CC stares lifelessly forward out of the front window of the double decker bus; a man dressed in all blue catches her attention—another telepathic shapeshifter.] You brought…an umbrella? I told you there was a shit storm coming. Oh, nooh. Where's yours? I— don't care? That's right you don't. I don't. That's good you don't. I really don't. You don't give a Fuck, or a shit. I—don't give a fuck or a sh—wait— DILLON FRANCIS? I'm good at what I do. What do you DO? THIS. “A Silent Partner” Oh. I like that. That has all kinds of insinuations. Doesn't it? Hermph. You're a creep. A Supacreep. PAUSE ITS MISTER MAGOOoOOOOOOOooO0oO. No, it's the IRS. Fuck. HOLY SHIT SUNNI. WHAT. HOW DO YOU OWE 100,000 IN BACK TAXES?! Student loan debt. WHAT. THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE. Yes it does. HOW. Calm down Marci —MY ÑAME IS— [Sunnī Blū subdues her instantly with one if Supacree's mysterious rave weapons] Sit down, please. …what is that? You like it? Yeah. [she gives her another dose of strange vapor, she relaxes even further.] See. Yeah. Now that you're happy— —am i “happy” ? [she gives her another relaxing dose] —are you Happy? Yeah. Ok. So. I never filed my taxes because I had so muc

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The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… 03. JIMMY FALLON All ya'll are all worth bout a dollar; I am a cyclone, watch me holler I lived my whole life underwater I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon All ya'll are only bout a dollar I work so hard, I guess for nothin I am not worried bout a dollar I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon I guess I'll do it on my own (Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Fallon) I had to do it all alone (Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Fallon I made some soup, all out of stones (I don't know, You do not know) I am the only one I know (I'm Jimmy Fallon) I am not worried bout the sauce I am so famous, (I'm the boss) got a stalker I am so famous Can't go no where I got a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I'm at the office, Not my home No collab I work alone Opened a business, got a loan I got a hundred of them passwords I went frontwards —I went backwards. (Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Fallon) Went to Manhattan, took a walk Went to the rock and dropped a rock Now put your money where your mouth is I got a thousand Jimmy Fallons (What's that) (I'm the host) What's that, what's that I work alone What's that what's that I dropped a rock into the rock What's that what's that I'm the host, I'm Jimmy Fallon. I'm Jimmy— KIMMEL!? AHAHAHAHAH KIMMEL GET BACK HERE! {Enter The Multiverse} Story/ music video Moderately famous household television Jimmy Fallon suddenly begins appearing everywhere—that is— on every possible TV screen imaginable— The Protagonist, in confusion, can't seem to escape, and also amusingly begins finding Pennies in very strange and seemingly random places— these Pennies then begin opening up portals, breaking the fourth wall and opening worlds to other dimensions— Have you seen this? Uhh, hmwhat is it? Mits m “Two dumb Jews”, starring Seth Rogen, and some other dude— Who's the other dude—? —some Jew, but it's got Adam Sandler in it. Oh, so three dumb Jews. So, no, then? I'd watch the shit out of that, though, tbh. Why's the synopsis? Uhh. [Two Jewish musicians struggling to make it in new York's congested underground music scene hit it off in comedy by complete accident, after being booked as a duo for a comedy club they mistook for a bar.] Heh. Okay, who does Adam Sandler play? “The Bookkeeper” What. Who the fuck is “the book keeper?” We'll see, I guess. No? Okay, what about “Two Broke hoes” It's like two broke girls, but actually funny. What, be nice . Okay. “Two Broke Ghosts” That's better— — And marketable. Are you pale, or just— No, I'm dead. I'm dead. X.X Be NICE. Now our musical guests, SWAGGARBOMB. What in the fuck kind of music is that It's called “Dorkstep” [the doorbell rings] Great, who the fuck is I got a train car of your body count I got way far out to far rock away/Rockaway, way out Stop to talk to me, or don't, Kill your culture You need some? I got u— Probiotics, yo The truth hurts Your shit stinks Must be a mirror over herer Cause that's me I'm your hero. Esha I think McGuiennes? Or McGregor, after Ewab, maybe ESHA MCGUINESS New York wants me to kill myself Maybe eventually New York is full of the devil The devil is money And everyone wants it The root of all evil, Is getting even The root of all evil Is people Beside myself, But besides that The ones hurting me, are soon to be where I am That's just karma The gangstalkers are soon to be stalked Coughed, and shot at The neighbors are soon to be eaten by their own demons When I don't clean them The root of all evil is evil, And that's all I see here White power wants me to kill my self The Caucasians get crazy when the race war is waging The elections are coming up And they see us coming up on consciousness They don't want us Just being honest They're hateful, They washed all the love out Thanks Karen But she don't care White firms just wanna have fun And they get to Meanwhile, me and I Eat shit( bro, And die Why's it nice to be white Even when you're wrong, you're right All you gotta do is lie, Open up your big blue eyes real wide and Decide what you want, Put us under your foot, And make us pay for it Thanks Karen Caucasians are terrorists I think it's McGuinness or however you spell it, cause half the names are like plays on Okay, I lie: You made a world where I have to Okay, I steal food You took everything that I'm after already Or your ancestors did Call the luxury apartment reparations But ain't got no privacy, and hells angels and the kkk Ride motorcycles every time I get my eye on the prize So what's the price for being indigenous, black, and a genius White supremacy finds sneakier ways to kill you (Or make you kill yourself.) The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… The cosmic avenger has a bright pink bird, and a purple frisbee —that was the most magical shit I ever saw! (I almost forgot about that) Mi was like, in middle school, but for some reason was held back a year and should have “at least been in high school”, but was only in 7th grade. At least now it wasn't like waking up into a sorrow, it wasn't heavy and drenched with some kind of loss, but instead as if I had gained some kind of magic little imaginary friend— and after all, I had done all that I could to put it as far from my mind as I could, without looking back… but something like love did keep creeping up with it, as if the universe wanted me to at least have this—a few good laughs, and the warmth in my heart that told me I could admire someone, without breaking beyond my own moral standards in that the hard stuff seemed at least for now that it was done. The dream was mostly informal and weird until the end part, and indeed it was the cosmic avenger who had woken me up with a song that had no words, only notes—at least, until I finally awoke with the rush of a full bladder, and in the concious world the words were simple and quite pure, though I was unsure I could pick out the notes—as it turns out, I could, and though I couldn't wrap my mind around the chords. I at least had the notes—I had been improving drastically at both guitar and piano, though my passion fur music hadn't truly returned—and I was still mostly out of the game, especially as a DJ, dissociating from my depression nd money troubles by writing, with hopes something would change, but as it turned out, almost nothing really moved me to do much more than besides what it seemed my body would want, or where my soul was almost comfortable at best, that is, almost. I wished I had a friend like that in real life, that I could justify the kind of nonsense that made me laugh and so happy in waking life, rather than just in my own mind, but— here I was, alone, or only with Oli, and upset that I was awake and may not be tired enough to force myself back to sleep. At least, for the next two weeks, I had Peacock, and I might have even somehow jumped over the hurdle that for some reason had forbade me from watching 30 Rock over, (which I wanted to for some reason), some almost 15 years ago. I had enjoyed thoroughly, with some intensely organic laughter, the movie Click just the night before, even writing some melodic piano inspired by the plot that might one day become something else, but for now, my Ableton was just as far away from my thoughts as anything else was, besides the other worlds I had created, simply with words and imagination, inspiration from what I would call ‘The Illuminati' ever so lovingly, but others might even just call God, or ‘The Business.' Really, there was no sense in separating the three, besides God itself being what I was sure some kind of divination for the artists that I had thought to be alike myself, in all the ways but one as of yet wealth. I struggled every day with my inability to dress well, maintain my hair and nails, and how to spend what little I had to benefit me most, however, the dream had procured at least one revelation; that I should budget for vinyl stickers, as I had once gained a cult following that way before—completely by accident, however, the first time—and though I hadn't yet the readiness to return to the public eye with my rants and raves, typically quite literally about rants and raves, I had collected another heap of tapes that I was yet to sort though, but might prove worthy of returning to the realm of Enter The Multiverse, eventually—still I had music to make that wasn't being made, over due bills piling up, and a divorce case that seemed to drag on forever, much longer than it should—and with that, I allowed myself to peer into the world that I hadn't, this time with the help of a little magic, and by a little, it meant a lot. I had wanted to spend my wedding anniversary anywhere besides my apartment, but I hadn't intended to be gone and lost all day in Manhattan while fasting, which ended up as a literal fucking nightmare, full of reminders of the disgusting and evil person my now estranged ex husband was, and it seemed as though there were cruel enough tricks being played on my psyche that it could have just as well ended on a harsh note, taking an uptown train to the face, after stopping to talk with a man who seemed friendly enough, but might have been Satan himself, as I had been drawn enough to his tattoo to make a remark on it, only to look closer and see that it was a Naruto tattoo, and though the man looked like Aliocha, that moment alone lead to an outburst out loud in which I nearly questioned my faith in God, or the existence in God at all— and yet there was, indeed a God, as just earlier in the day, though for the most part still nightmarish in all the ways spending a day you hated could be in public, surrounded by drones who seemed to mimick the Godlessness of such a person i wish i never would have known, and although perhaps the heavenly gesture was the day we had been married was the day i gave him any power he had, including his power to attempt to destroy me. It was still an irritant to say the least, that not only my train was out of service, and I only wanted to go one place, anyway (specifically to get sticker paper, on that day, for my project, actually) only to find that it was a difficult and confusing mess to find that station on any other train without going out of my way, which didn't matter. I was spat out somewhere downtown, actually, near One World Trade, which I had only ever visited once, and though I hated it—how capitalism had turned a literal graveyard into a tourist attraction, though I did like graveyards myself enough to have also happened by St. Paul's cemetery, to happily find that it was open rather than closed, but there was something else drawing me towards the center, perhaps a radio signal of some sort, which almost seemed to pull me closer and forward towards one world trade, and my inability to stay long within the droves of cellphones and robotic animal like people creatures, drew me up onto a staircase to discover a preforming arts center, although its name I hated, with constant reminders of meeting my untimely end in front of my two children with a bloody winding and blinding of my ex husbands fists, to which I dismissed anything and anyone who would support such an awful creature in anyway, though the name had become common enough that it happened often—often enough that I hated anything public, and had mostly felt safer in isolation. After circling one World Trade Center, counting the cameras to surmise that I had always been caught and captured to have been in those moments and actions, most probably stored somewhere in some place which held all of the world's recorded history, and I wondered exactly which era I might actually belong to—some sort of invinite vision, or a recollection of a person having already lived and recorded, a mere mirror of the person I was having already somehow been, which I already knew, and the person I was indeed had been sent on some kind of mission with divine purpose, though in this day, all that I really wanted was to not ever be reminded of what day it was, or who I had been before, or who I might be at all—and seeking asylum and escape from the center of it all, I crossed the walk and carried along the bike path, in the opposite direction, so that I had less humans around at all, out of sight, out of mind, with some restoration of comfort—then suddenly, I was drawn to a particularly lovely building, and myself an admirer of architecture, couldn't help but to go to it to collect the address, so that I could later research who had designed the building—along the way drawn to a sticker which read Rom Com Tom, that was so literally and figuratively reflective, I could not help but pick it up. The building seemed to be new, or even unoccupied, at least from street view, though its mirrored iridescent kept me from peering inside, I crept up the perimeter to see if there was a way around off the street level; there wasn't, but I did find something odd, and sort of interesting—a universal remote, or, rather, a remote control that could have been for anything, which I picked up, deciding that it had been some kind of writing prompt, after all, thinking ‘hm, that's odd, I was just thinking about Adam Sandler a lot recently' or more specifically, ‘thinking about that one movie where he has a remote that runs the world', and I had been, very recently, thinking of Adam Sandler enough that I had decided to slip the remote into my pocket, careful enough not to press any buttons, just in case some kind of higher ups were watching—a paranoia of sorts, but at the very least, I had counted almost a hundred cameras on my walk, and even If I wasn't being actually followed, (which I somehow sort of knew I was) I wouldn't want to be caught in the plot of somehow longing even more bizzare than I actually was, harem pants and all, to no suprise that the day had gone not at all as I had hoped, but at least I wasn't in my apartment sulkling. ESHA MCGUENNES (I thought I figured out how to spell that…. My left side's off I guess I got Stuck in the love of the art I was writing that part When the life of my love Fell over me A lover, huh. I'm so confused. I'm sorry bro, But if you're morbidly obese, But your feet are like a size 6– You are not BIG BONED. My doctor said I have a small frame, my feet are size 9, I went from a 10 to an 8.5-9 after losing 200 hundred pounds, I'm like “goddamn! Even my feet were fat! Fuck” But if you're fat like I was, and your feet are size 6, your feet might be like a size 4! You're a fat fucking pixie that fucked around and can't do little pixie shit now, cause you like pixie sticks —Too much! I'm just the rat in the dumpster I made this whole world up I swallowed the doctor I hearted the surgeon I locked up the dog catcher; I cauldron'd the Mormons I called it a sermon, but He called them all — Wait, who is Herman?! I don't know! Some black guy on that show I'm writing! what. I don't know. You're writing a show?! I'm on it! Ugh, I don't know. No fair, You really know how to make me cry When you give me those ocean eyes Those ocean eyes Good looking people In good looking places Doing good things; I just want to be Good today Good looking people Good looking people Bye, bye little bird, Think of the dreams we made Think of the drummer boy, Your lover boy, Then, the other boy There we go again, With the drums we played And the love we made It just won't make it Oh I Just Can't take it Can I come back yet? SHUT UP, GAYBRAHAM LINCOLN. I'm having breakfast at 10 am Thinking damn this depression is just setting in There's a chest on my elephant Chester drawer with hand carved elements Elephant ok my chest, Closets with hangers and button ups I haven't won't yet What FOR WHAT FOR. MY EYES. For the sake of the art, I heart ya. For perhaps if I love, That's how I lost ya. So I keep all my love close, The brothers have found the fountain How many dollars do tootsie pops cost For one Jimmy Fallon? return to the blacklist. Great. Now I'm Jimmy Fallon. Well what's fucked up! What happened! FUCK! I hate being Jimmy Fallon! Whose dick swings to the right like that?! Ow. FUCK. Fuck this guy. GODDAMMIT. -_- Let me in. Or I could just leave you out. No, don't do that. WHY. Ahh. Shhhhhh!!! What if someone sees me. Hmm, let's see. [rings neighbors doorbell, shuts door] No! The neighbor opens the door; now gifted with the ability to see demons, after merging with— Fast forward Oh no, when did that thing come into play? (When this happened) Liz lemon lives on the ground floor It don't matter cause she ain't never home l She's at the rock That's all the way up Good talk, Donaghey, Good, Good Talk Good people Good show Good good times It's good to be long gone from home Go to work at the plaza That ones Conan. Oh, Why?! Why not, though. (I swear to God all the late night dudes are like the same guy.) OH, you mean— Katt. What up Snoop. Ahh, Look what the pimp limped in. You think you're clever. You think you're at least 5 foot—but you're 4 foot 9 I'm STILL WINNING [CHARLIE SHEEN relapses on the dance floor.] Oh shit. Relapses to which habit? All of them! 10-4. CALL RUSSEL BRAND. Csnt. Why not. He's blacked out. What? Another relapse?! No, he just— passed out KABLAM. “The Cockney Thug” He's just like that now. God What is it. Can I have ham in my spam samwhiches. —you want ham in your spam sandwhich. Yes. Roasted cantaloupe with Put your notebook On my throat-Scrotum I like your poems So I wrote you this one Oh. That's. Welcome—to the' creepy shit fans have done for u's backlogs. “Backlogs” Well, I have millions of fans, It would take me years to look at all this. [the festival project] Woah. Woah. Ok. Yo. Have you seen this. What is it. I don't know. Hm. Look. Woah: Yeah, it's— Wow Ok. It just goes on like this— For how long— For like GOH GOH l GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUT TO: Latest — 1:04 WHAT? MEANWHILE ….IS THAT A JIMMY FALLON? LOOKS LIKE ONE. SHOOT THAT MOTHERFUCKER. ok , boss. I told you, He would play The Devil's Advocate, If need be [JIMMY FALLON is shot mercilessly in the shoulder in broad daylight.] YO. THEY SHOT ME. He'll be okay. He's Jimmy Fallon. [LIKE 90,000 Ambulances and a SWAT team roll up.] See. DEADMAU5 charges himself in a high speed chamber—a tech-driven coffin via a USB port in his neck. Lol. Ok. (PDA) Public Displays of Affliction I've never even see. A. Aston Martin Sometimes it's worth it, Getting lost in Manhattan I just saw the sign I wouldn't dare entering, anyhow Not in this outfit Not in this predicament (I just left the Whole Foods market) I got lost and god was happy Motor cars for music Force a figure ibto music Forgive Annie, Run a mile what's a california smile In New York What a garden Oh, what a garden Double back. For a second glance Oh, don't we all want second chances Now I've been an Aston Martin Motorists dot muses now u want her What a party I just saw the sign Now I've been an Aston Martin All by design Companion passing through KAWS I just bought a Ferrari I said, Where the roof is?! Where the roof is?! Blū electrico Roof finished in Nero Just a hit of magic A menacing, incredibly ambedextrous submissive One time I played God, I was hanging as the sun in Toronto In my third eye was a camera lense; My baby daddy, Lover and my best friend My husband My lover and My best friend My brother And my father Were my best friends Once upon a time I never had friends Now I remember sitting in the backseat, Has been I remember when I never had ribs I remember when I never had meat Nice to meet you I already had a coffee I remember sitting in the front seat Once upon a time I was anno one Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once a bunch of Pennies, lady Gaga I'm a baby, haha Once upon a time, I was a no one A nobody Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I remember penny was a virgin I remember when you were the third one, l Once upon a time I was the first one Once upon a time, I thirst my quench with Coffee Body guard! I remember going on a long run I remember once there was a Knock on my door Now I quench my thirst with smart water With a hard on Never was a smart one Just an artist I was no one Once upon a dollar Jimmy Fallon Once upon a nothing, there was no one Now I take my coffee on a long ride No fun Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Amen I wish for every dollar I ever had, back Jimmy Fallon I wish it was 11:11, every Dillon Francis I wish for sandwhiches on leavened bread at Passover I wish this whole world would Passover, With the the stories in my home And in my notebook I wish for the fame and wealth with it, Jimmy Fallon I wish I never laughed at Dillon Francis I wish Skrillex was never a demon, I take it back I want the wealth And not the fame Just the freedom, Jimmy Fallon What do you mean by that? A dad, an actor An attack, The press is back and asking questions I can't handle that I can't. I just can't with that Abandon the matrix Go back to What's his name But I can't Cause I made him up Call my mother begging to drop the charges Called my God Just asking what the pocket watch does What's an engagement ring like that coat How much to rug the cameras up Inside my home So I don't know about em That shit's priceless Like the 9 Dollar's I've got Marked up, but not to spend them at the Market Jimmy Fallon I pray for your family But not as hard as I pray For my son Or God To take this fat off So I can look like Jennifer Aniston Cause that's God to em, 22 year old Adam Sandler At a brunch A talk show with my Least favorite host of all time Jimmy Fallon But I love to laugh, huh I just got back, God My house is a mess I want meth like AshGod If Method man was drinking up the water Would there be backwash It's a horrible, windfall This awesome art project My broken heart The coughing stalkers Whatever the fuck is going on in New York I love New York But not New Yorkers It hurts to be the worst person The first person to put reverse curses On shamans from the 3rd world And I'm living in the first world, But I just learned that Underneath the surface Is the fourth world That's some dichotomy Huh That's some diabolical plot The cosmic avenger is stuck in a dimension Of white pocket tenses And white bitches who get offended With this scripture But listen I just got up And I've been privy to Never sleeping again Norman Needs you, Mrs. Hotch But I was never Mrs. Roberts With all of the hearts and crosses , stars I give up on love Where's DimlonnFrancis at That's a man without a mask, That's a mannequin m. Just got up And I still want breakfast All I got is Stuff that's leavening A hand in my pocket Just for God to show me Nobody I want wants me Jimmy Fallon has a family That's a tragedy, that But I laughed so hard in the bathtub I still haven't come back from that I feel bad for em, actually All the husbands Cause I was the wife that sucks And he hated me so much I got punched in the— Doesn't matter Stuck in the telling it over and over Nobody loves me My new password is Fuckit I'm gone galloping horses, And hornets, I'm just a furniture Probably should have aborted me, mother Just like you wanted to But I'm still in the hospital On the honor roll Cause I had them all lined up The prophets of the “Impossible, could not be my God!” That's what they all said, But they dressed me up like Some sort of messiah, So I was, then It wasn't right, no That was malpractice But now I've got Camping in Malibu Crossed off my list forever Shit It's some dichotomy Just hold onto me I'm the rock, You're the kite now, Jimmy Fallon I was just better off dead, You know Better off stuck in my head, you know. I read your messages, every one of them Every one of the drugs in my bucket I threw up from the fan club Impossible, Could not have been at that clown JIMMY FALLON - THE COSMIC AVENGER JIMMY FALLON THE COSMIC AVENGER is levitating in a hyper-meditative state. UH – “hehe” …I beg your pardon. “Hehe” Um… Fuck. Or “haha” “haha” … Just admit it. … Admit it already! –haha. Admit WHAT. This gets Levels. Nobody thought Patrice O Neal was a woman! I thought Patrice O Neal Was a Woman. Ah, fuck, I'm nobody. “Nobody” Is that Bob Saget? I swiped right on this dude, just cause he looked exactly like Bob Saget. Omg. Bob Saget! Fuck, that's right. EXT. THE W HOTEL, BEVERLY HILLS, DAY/ EXT . PODSHARE WESTWOOD ROOFTOP, DAY OH MY GOD, GUYS, LOOK: IT'S BOB SAGET. No it's not! Oh My God! Yeah IT IS! Fuck, really?! Bob Saget?! BOB SAGET! YO GUYS, IT'S BOB SAGET. It was, in fact, Bob Saget. Bob Saget's dead, right? Oh yeah, bud. That's it guys! No more dead celebrities! I'm coming with you! NO MORE GHOSTS. Look, I have something to tell you. UGH. COME ON. This is a weird superpower. EXT. GRAVEYARD, QUEENS, NY. DAY … … … Having fun yet? Alright! I have a question! What? When do I get to– Get to what? You know. Luckily, I die long beore Jimmy Fallon, and as my time approached, I took all i could absorb from the world within, and without, almost as if any and all of my deathwish had been satiated with the gentle ease, the notion of knowing my imminent death would come long before what those surrounding me would consider my time, and therefore would not be made to lose anymore than I already had–but at least, I did have th strength in knowing, not only would i never grow so old as to see for show most of what I had done, but that I had done most of what I would have at all, and not much longer than my words would form into all that would come to be known as my full body of work, I would perish, even before–long before– those I had studied, admired, and known to love–if only through the fourth wall, at all. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

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The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… 03. JIMMY FALLON All ya'll are all worth bout a dollar; I am a cyclone, watch me holler I lived my whole life underwater I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon All ya'll are only bout a dollar I work so hard, I guess for nothin I am not worried bout a dollar I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon I guess I'll do it on my own (Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Fallon) I had to do it all alone (Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Fallon I made some soup, all out of stones (I don't know, You do not know) I am the only one I know (I'm Jimmy Fallon) I am not worried bout the sauce I am so famous, (I'm the boss) got a stalker I am so famous Can't go no where I got a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I'm at the office, Not my home No collab I work alone Opened a business, got a loan I got a hundred of them passwords I went frontwards —I went backwards. (Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Fallon) Went to Manhattan, took a walk Went to the rock and dropped a rock Now put your money where your mouth is I got a thousand Jimmy Fallons (What's that) (I'm the host) What's that, what's that I work alone What's that what's that I dropped a rock into the rock What's that what's that I'm the host, I'm Jimmy Fallon. I'm Jimmy— KIMMEL!? AHAHAHAHAH KIMMEL GET BACK HERE! {Enter The Multiverse} Story/ music video Moderately famous household television Jimmy Fallon suddenly begins appearing everywhere—that is— on every possible TV screen imaginable— The Protagonist, in confusion, can't seem to escape, and also amusingly begins finding Pennies in very strange and seemingly random places— these Pennies then begin opening up portals, breaking the fourth wall and opening worlds to other dimensions— Have you seen this? Uhh, hmwhat is it? Mits m “Two dumb Jews”, starring Seth Rogen, and some other dude— Who's the other dude—? —some Jew, but it's got Adam Sandler in it. Oh, so three dumb Jews. So, no, then? I'd watch the shit out of that, though, tbh. Why's the synopsis? Uhh. [Two Jewish musicians struggling to make it in new York's congested underground music scene hit it off in comedy by complete accident, after being booked as a duo for a comedy club they mistook for a bar.] Heh. Okay, who does Adam Sandler play? “The Bookkeeper” What. Who the fuck is “the book keeper?” We'll see, I guess. No? Okay, what about “Two Broke hoes” It's like two broke girls, but actually funny. What, be nice . Okay. “Two Broke Ghosts” That's better— — And marketable. Are you pale, or just— No, I'm dead. I'm dead. X.X Be NICE. Now our musical guests, SWAGGARBOMB. What in the fuck kind of music is that It's called “Dorkstep” [the doorbell rings] Great, who the fuck is I got a train car of your body count I got way far out to far rock away/Rockaway, way out Stop to talk to me, or don't, Kill your culture You need some? I got u— Probiotics, yo The truth hurts Your shit stinks Must be a mirror over herer Cause that's me I'm your hero. Esha I think McGuiennes? Or McGregor, after Ewab, maybe ESHA MCGUINESS New York wants me to kill myself Maybe eventually New York is full of the devil The devil is money And everyone wants it The root of all evil, Is getting even The root of all evil Is people Beside myself, But besides that The ones hurting me, are soon to be where I am That's just karma The gangstalkers are soon to be stalked Coughed, and shot at The neighbors are soon to be eaten by their own demons When I don't clean them The root of all evil is evil, And that's all I see here White power wants me to kill my self The Caucasians get crazy when the race war is waging The elections are coming up And they see us coming up on consciousness They don't want us Just being honest They're hateful, They washed all the love out Thanks Karen But she don't care White firms just wanna have fun And they get to Meanwhile, me and I Eat shit( bro, And die Why's it nice to be white Even when you're wrong, you're right All you gotta do is lie, Open up your big blue eyes real wide and Decide what you want, Put us under your foot, And make us pay for it Thanks Karen Caucasians are terrorists I think it's McGuinness or however you spell it, cause half the names are like plays on Okay, I lie: You made a world where I have to Okay, I steal food You took everything that I'm after already Or your ancestors did Call the luxury apartment reparations But ain't got no privacy, and hells angels and the kkk Ride motorcycles every time I get my eye on the prize So what's the price for being indigenous, black, and a genius White supremacy finds sneakier ways to kill you (Or make you kill yourself.) The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… The cosmic avenger has a bright pink bird, and a purple frisbee —that was the most magical shit I ever saw! (I almost forgot about that) Mi was like, in middle school, but for some reason was held back a year and should have “at least been in high school”, but was only in 7th grade. At least now it wasn't like waking up into a sorrow, it wasn't heavy and drenched with some kind of loss, but instead as if I had gained some kind of magic little imaginary friend— and after all, I had done all that I could to put it as far from my mind as I could, without looking back… but something like love did keep creeping up with it, as if the universe wanted me to at least have this—a few good laughs, and the warmth in my heart that told me I could admire someone, without breaking beyond my own moral standards in that the hard stuff seemed at least for now that it was done. The dream was mostly informal and weird until the end part, and indeed it was the cosmic avenger who had woken me up with a song that had no words, only notes—at least, until I finally awoke with the rush of a full bladder, and in the concious world the words were simple and quite pure, though I was unsure I could pick out the notes—as it turns out, I could, and though I couldn't wrap my mind around the chords. I at least had the notes—I had been improving drastically at both guitar and piano, though my passion fur music hadn't truly returned—and I was still mostly out of the game, especially as a DJ, dissociating from my depression nd money troubles by writing, with hopes something would change, but as it turned out, almost nothing really moved me to do much more than besides what it seemed my body would want, or where my soul was almost comfortable at best, that is, almost. I wished I had a friend like that in real life, that I could justify the kind of nonsense that made me laugh and so happy in waking life, rather than just in my own mind, but— here I was, alone, or only with Oli, and upset that I was awake and may not be tired enough to force myself back to sleep. At least, for the next two weeks, I had Peacock, and I might have even somehow jumped over the hurdle that for some reason had forbade me from watching 30 Rock over, (which I wanted to for some reason), some almost 15 years ago. I had enjoyed thoroughly, with some intensely organic laughter, the movie Click just the night before, even writing some melodic piano inspired by the plot that might one day become something else, but for now, my Ableton was just as far away from my thoughts as anything else was, besides the other worlds I had created, simply with words and imagination, inspiration from what I would call ‘The Illuminati' ever so lovingly, but others might even just call God, or ‘The Business.' Really, there was no sense in separating the three, besides God itself being what I was sure some kind of divination for the artists that I had thought to be alike myself, in all the ways but one as of yet wealth. I struggled every day with my inability to dress well, maintain my hair and nails, and how to spend what little I had to benefit me most, however, the dream had procured at least one revelation; that I should budget for vinyl stickers, as I had once gained a cult following that way before—completely by accident, however, the first time—and though I hadn't yet the readiness to return to the public eye with my rants and raves, typically quite literally about rants and raves, I had collected another heap of tapes that I was yet to sort though, but might prove worthy of returning to the realm of Enter The Multiverse, eventually—still I had music to make that wasn't being made, over due bills piling up, and a divorce case that seemed to drag on forever, much longer than it should—and with that, I allowed myself to peer into the world that I hadn't, this time with the help of a little magic, and by a little, it meant a lot. I had wanted to spend my wedding anniversary anywhere besides my apartment, but I hadn't intended to be gone and lost all day in Manhattan while fasting, which ended up as a literal fucking nightmare, full of reminders of the disgusting and evil person my now estranged ex husband was, and it seemed as though there were cruel enough tricks being played on my psyche that it could have just as well ended on a harsh note, taking an uptown train to the face, after stopping to talk with a man who seemed friendly enough, but might have been Satan himself, as I had been drawn enough to his tattoo to make a remark on it, only to look closer and see that it was a Naruto tattoo, and though the man looked like Aliocha, that moment alone lead to an outburst out loud in which I nearly questioned my faith in God, or the existence in God at all— and yet there was, indeed a God, as just earlier in the day, though for the most part still nightmarish in all the ways spending a day you hated could be in public, surrounded by drones who seemed to mimick the Godlessness of such a person i wish i never would have known, and although perhaps the heavenly gesture was the day we had been married was the day i gave him any power he had, including his power to attempt to destroy me. It was still an irritant to say the least, that not only my train was out of service, and I only wanted to go one place, anyway (specifically to get sticker paper, on that day, for my project, actually) only to find that it was a difficult and confusing mess to find that station on any other train without going out of my way, which didn't matter. I was spat out somewhere downtown, actually, near One World Trade, which I had only ever visited once, and though I hated it—how capitalism had turned a literal graveyard into a tourist attraction, though I did like graveyards myself enough to have also happened by St. Paul's cemetery, to happily find that it was open rather than closed, but there was something else drawing me towards the center, perhaps a radio signal of some sort, which almost seemed to pull me closer and forward towards one world trade, and my inability to stay long within the droves of cellphones and robotic animal like people creatures, drew me up onto a staircase to discover a preforming arts center, although its name I hated, with constant reminders of meeting my untimely end in front of my two children with a bloody winding and blinding of my ex husbands fists, to which I dismissed anything and anyone who would support such an awful creature in anyway, though the name had become common enough that it happened often—often enough that I hated anything public, and had mostly felt safer in isolation. After circling one World Trade Center, counting the cameras to surmise that I had always been caught and captured to have been in those moments and actions, most probably stored somewhere in some place which held all of the world's recorded history, and I wondered exactly which era I might actually belong to—some sort of invinite vision, or a recollection of a person having already lived and recorded, a mere mirror of the person I was having already somehow been, which I already knew, and the person I was indeed had been sent on some kind of mission with divine purpose, though in this day, all that I really wanted was to not ever be reminded of what day it was, or who I had been before, or who I might be at all—and seeking asylum and escape from the center of it all, I crossed the walk and carried along the bike path, in the opposite direction, so that I had less humans around at all, out of sight, out of mind, with some restoration of comfort—then suddenly, I was drawn to a particularly lovely building, and myself an admirer of architecture, couldn't help but to go to it to collect the address, so that I could later research who had designed the building—along the way drawn to a sticker which read Rom Com Tom, that was so literally and figuratively reflective, I could not help but pick it up. The building seemed to be new, or even unoccupied, at least from street view, though its mirrored iridescent kept me from peering inside, I crept up the perimeter to see if there was a way around off the street level; there wasn't, but I did find something odd, and sort of interesting—a universal remote, or, rather, a remote control that could have been for anything, which I picked up, deciding that it had been some kind of writing prompt, after all, thinking ‘hm, that's odd, I was just thinking about Adam Sandler a lot recently' or more specifically, ‘thinking about that one movie where he has a remote that runs the world', and I had been, very recently, thinking of Adam Sandler enough that I had decided to slip the remote into my pocket, careful enough not to press any buttons, just in case some kind of higher ups were watching—a paranoia of sorts, but at the very least, I had counted almost a hundred cameras on my walk, and even If I wasn't being actually followed, (which I somehow sort of knew I was) I wouldn't want to be caught in the plot of somehow longing even more bizzare than I actually was, harem pants and all, to no suprise that the day had gone not at all as I had hoped, but at least I wasn't in my apartment sulkling. ESHA MCGUENNES (I thought I figured out how to spell that…. My left side's off I guess I got Stuck in the love of the art I was writing that part When the life of my love Fell over me A lover, huh. I'm so confused. I'm sorry bro, But if you're morbidly obese, But your feet are like a size 6– You are not BIG BONED. My doctor said I have a small frame, my feet are size 9, I went from a 10 to an 8.5-9 after losing 200 hundred pounds, I'm like “goddamn! Even my feet were fat! Fuck” But if you're fat like I was, and your feet are size 6, your feet might be like a size 4! You're a fat fucking pixie that fucked around and can't do little pixie shit now, cause you like pixie sticks —Too much! I'm just the rat in the dumpster I made this whole world up I swallowed the doctor I hearted the surgeon I locked up the dog catcher; I cauldron'd the Mormons I called it a sermon, but He called them all — Wait, who is Herman?! I don't know! Some black guy on that show I'm writing! what. I don't know. You're writing a show?! I'm on it! Ugh, I don't know. No fair, You really know how to make me cry When you give me those ocean eyes Those ocean eyes Good looking people In good looking places Doing good things; I just want to be Good today Good looking people Good looking people Bye, bye little bird, Think of the dreams we made Think of the drummer boy, Your lover boy, Then, the other boy There we go again, With the drums we played And the love we made It just won't make it Oh I Just Can't take it Can I come back yet? SHUT UP, GAYBRAHAM LINCOLN. I'm having breakfast at 10 am Thinking damn this depression is just setting in There's a chest on my elephant Chester drawer with hand carved elements Elephant ok my chest, Closets with hangers and button ups I haven't won't yet What FOR WHAT FOR. MY EYES. For the sake of the art, I heart ya. For perhaps if I love, That's how I lost ya. So I keep all my love close, The brothers have found the fountain How many dollars do tootsie pops cost For one Jimmy Fallon? return to the blacklist. Great. Now I'm Jimmy Fallon. Well what's fucked up! What happened! FUCK! I hate being Jimmy Fallon! Whose dick swings to the right like that?! Ow. FUCK. Fuck this guy. GODDAMMIT. -_- Let me in. Or I could just leave you out. No, don't do that. WHY. Ahh. Shhhhhh!!! What if someone sees me. Hmm, let's see. [rings neighbors doorbell, shuts door] No! The neighbor opens the door; now gifted with the ability to see demons, after merging with— Fast forward Oh no, when did that thing come into play? (When this happened) Liz lemon lives on the ground floor It don't matter cause she ain't never home l She's at the rock That's all the way up Good talk, Donaghey, Good, Good Talk Good people Good show Good good times It's good to be long gone from home Go to work at the plaza That ones Conan. Oh, Why?! Why not, though. (I swear to God all the late night dudes are like the same guy.) OH, you mean— Katt. What up Snoop. Ahh, Look what the pimp limped in. You think you're clever. You think you're at least 5 foot—but you're 4 foot 9 I'm STILL WINNING [CHARLIE SHEEN relapses on the dance floor.] Oh shit. Relapses to which habit? All of them! 10-4. CALL RUSSEL BRAND. Csnt. Why not. He's blacked out. What? Another relapse?! No, he just— passed out KABLAM. “The Cockney Thug” He's just like that now. God What is it. Can I have ham in my spam samwhiches. —you want ham in your spam sandwhich. Yes. Roasted cantaloupe with Put your notebook On my throat-Scrotum I like your poems So I wrote you this one Oh. That's. Welcome—to the' creepy shit fans have done for u's backlogs. “Backlogs” Well, I have millions of fans, It would take me years to look at all this. [the festival project] Woah. Woah. Ok. Yo. Have you seen this. What is it. I don't know. Hm. Look. Woah: Yeah, it's— Wow Ok. It just goes on like this— For how long— For like GOH GOH l GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUT TO: Latest — 1:04 WHAT? MEANWHILE ….IS THAT A JIMMY FALLON? LOOKS LIKE ONE. SHOOT THAT MOTHERFUCKER. ok , boss. I told you, He would play The Devil's Advocate, If need be [JIMMY FALLON is shot mercilessly in the shoulder in broad daylight.] YO. THEY SHOT ME. He'll be okay. He's Jimmy Fallon. [LIKE 90,000 Ambulances and a SWAT team roll up.] See. DEADMAU5 charges himself in a high speed chamber—a tech-driven coffin via a USB port in his neck. Lol. Ok. (PDA) Public Displays of Affliction I've never even see. A. Aston Martin Sometimes it's worth it, Getting lost in Manhattan I just saw the sign I wouldn't dare entering, anyhow Not in this outfit Not in this predicament (I just left the Whole Foods market) I got lost and god was happy Motor cars for music Force a figure ibto music Forgive Annie, Run a mile what's a california smile In New York What a garden Oh, what a garden Double back. For a second glance Oh, don't we all want second chances Now I've been an Aston Martin Motorists dot muses now u want her What a party I just saw the sign Now I've been an Aston Martin All by design Companion passing through KAWS I just bought a Ferrari I said, Where the roof is?! Where the roof is?! Blū electrico Roof finished in Nero Just a hit of magic A menacing, incredibly ambedextrous submissive One time I played God, I was hanging as the sun in Toronto In my third eye was a camera lense; My baby daddy, Lover and my best friend My husband My lover and My best friend My brother And my father Were my best friends Once upon a time I never had friends Now I remember sitting in the backseat, Has been I remember when I never had ribs I remember when I never had meat Nice to meet you I already had a coffee I remember sitting in the front seat Once upon a time I was anno one Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once a bunch of Pennies, lady Gaga I'm a baby, haha Once upon a time, I was a no one A nobody Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I remember penny was a virgin I remember when you were the third one, l Once upon a time I was the first one Once upon a time, I thirst my quench with Coffee Body guard! I remember going on a long run I remember once there was a Knock on my door Now I quench my thirst with smart water With a hard on Never was a smart one Just an artist I was no one Once upon a dollar Jimmy Fallon Once upon a nothing, there was no one Now I take my coffee on a long ride No fun Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Amen I wish for every dollar I ever had, back Jimmy Fallon I wish it was 11:11, every Dillon Francis I wish for sandwhiches on leavened bread at Passover I wish this whole world would Passover, With the the stories in my home And in my notebook I wish for the fame and wealth with it, Jimmy Fallon I wish I never laughed at Dillon Francis I wish Skrillex was never a demon, I take it back I want the wealth And not the fame Just the freedom, Jimmy Fallon What do you mean by that? A dad, an actor An attack, The press is back and asking questions I can't handle that I can't. I just can't with that Abandon the matrix Go back to What's his name But I can't Cause I made him up Call my mother begging to drop the charges Called my God Just asking what the pocket watch does What's an engagement ring like that coat How much to rug the cameras up Inside my home So I don't know about em That shit's priceless Like the 9 Dollar's I've got Marked up, but not to spend them at the Market Jimmy Fallon I pray for your family But not as hard as I pray For my son Or God To take this fat off So I can look like Jennifer Aniston Cause that's God to em, 22 year old Adam Sandler At a brunch A talk show with my Least favorite host of all time Jimmy Fallon But I love to laugh, huh I just got back, God My house is a mess I want meth like AshGod If Method man was drinking up the water Would there be backwash It's a horrible, windfall This awesome art project My broken heart The coughing stalkers Whatever the fuck is going on in New York I love New York But not New Yorkers It hurts to be the worst person The first person to put reverse curses On shamans from the 3rd world And I'm living in the first world, But I just learned that Underneath the surface Is the fourth world That's some dichotomy Huh That's some diabolical plot The cosmic avenger is stuck in a dimension Of white pocket tenses And white bitches who get offended With this scripture But listen I just got up And I've been privy to Never sleeping again Norman Needs you, Mrs. Hotch But I was never Mrs. Roberts With all of the hearts and crosses , stars I give up on love Where's DimlonnFrancis at That's a man without a mask, That's a mannequin m. Just got up And I still want breakfast All I got is Stuff that's leavening A hand in my pocket Just for God to show me Nobody I want wants me Jimmy Fallon has a family That's a tragedy, that But I laughed so hard in the bathtub I still haven't come back from that I feel bad for em, actually All the husbands Cause I was the wife that sucks And he hated me so much I got punched in the— Doesn't matter Stuck in the telling it over and over Nobody loves me My new password is Fuckit I'm gone galloping horses, And hornets, I'm just a furniture Probably should have aborted me, mother Just like you wanted to But I'm still in the hospital On the honor roll Cause I had them all lined up The prophets of the “Impossible, could not be my God!” That's what they all said, But they dressed me up like Some sort of messiah, So I was, then It wasn't right, no That was malpractice But now I've got Camping in Malibu Crossed off my list forever Shit It's some dichotomy Just hold onto me I'm the rock, You're the kite now, Jimmy Fallon I was just better off dead, You know Better off stuck in my head, you know. I read your messages, every one of them Every one of the drugs in my bucket I threw up from the fan club Impossible, Could not have been at that clown JIMMY FALLON - THE COSMIC AVENGER JIMMY FALLON THE COSMIC AVENGER is levitating in a hyper-meditative state. UH – “hehe” …I beg your pardon. “Hehe” Um… Fuck. Or “haha” “haha” … Just admit it. … Admit it already! –haha. Admit WHAT. This gets Levels. Nobody thought Patrice O Neal was a woman! I thought Patrice O Neal Was a Woman. Ah, fuck, I'm nobody. “Nobody” Is that Bob Saget? I swiped right on this dude, just cause he looked exactly like Bob Saget. Omg. Bob Saget! Fuck, that's right. EXT. THE W HOTEL, BEVERLY HILLS, DAY/ EXT . PODSHARE WESTWOOD ROOFTOP, DAY OH MY GOD, GUYS, LOOK: IT'S BOB SAGET. No it's not! Oh My God! Yeah IT IS! Fuck, really?! Bob Saget?! BOB SAGET! YO GUYS, IT'S BOB SAGET. It was, in fact, Bob Saget. Bob Saget's dead, right? Oh yeah, bud. That's it guys! No more dead celebrities! I'm coming with you! NO MORE GHOSTS. Look, I have something to tell you. UGH. COME ON. This is a weird superpower. EXT. GRAVEYARD, QUEENS, NY. DAY … … … Having fun yet? Alright! I have a question! What? When do I get to– Get to what? You know. Luckily, I die long beore Jimmy Fallon, and as my time approached, I took all i could absorb from the world within, and without, almost as if any and all of my deathwish had been satiated with the gentle ease, the notion of knowing my imminent death would come long before what those surrounding me would consider my time, and therefore would not be made to lose anymore than I already had–but at least, I did have th strength in knowing, not only would i never grow so old as to see for show most of what I had done, but that I had done most of what I would have at all, and not much longer than my words would form into all that would come to be known as my full body of work, I would perish, even before–long before– those I had studied, admired, and known to love–if only through the fourth wall, at all. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

Gerald’s World.
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Gerald’s World.

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The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… 03. JIMMY FALLON All ya'll are all worth bout a dollar; I am a cyclone, watch me holler I lived my whole life underwater I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon All ya'll are only bout a dollar I work so hard, I guess for nothin I am not worried bout a dollar I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon I guess I'll do it on my own (Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Fallon) I had to do it all alone (Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Fallon I made some soup, all out of stones (I don't know, You do not know) I am the only one I know (I'm Jimmy Fallon) I am not worried bout the sauce I am so famous, (I'm the boss) got a stalker I am so famous Can't go no where I got a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I'm at the office, Not my home No collab I work alone Opened a business, got a loan I got a hundred of them passwords I went frontwards —I went backwards. (Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Fallon) Went to Manhattan, took a walk Went to the rock and dropped a rock Now put your money where your mouth is I got a thousand Jimmy Fallons (What's that) (I'm the host) What's that, what's that I work alone What's that what's that I dropped a rock into the rock What's that what's that I'm the host, I'm Jimmy Fallon. I'm Jimmy— KIMMEL!? AHAHAHAHAH KIMMEL GET BACK HERE! {Enter The Multiverse} Story/ music video Moderately famous household television Jimmy Fallon suddenly begins appearing everywhere—that is— on every possible TV screen imaginable— The Protagonist, in confusion, can't seem to escape, and also amusingly begins finding Pennies in very strange and seemingly random places— these Pennies then begin opening up portals, breaking the fourth wall and opening worlds to other dimensions— Have you seen this? Uhh, hmwhat is it? Mits m “Two dumb Jews”, starring Seth Rogen, and some other dude— Who's the other dude—? —some Jew, but it's got Adam Sandler in it. Oh, so three dumb Jews. So, no, then? I'd watch the shit out of that, though, tbh. Why's the synopsis? Uhh. [Two Jewish musicians struggling to make it in new York's congested underground music scene hit it off in comedy by complete accident, after being booked as a duo for a comedy club they mistook for a bar.] Heh. Okay, who does Adam Sandler play? “The Bookkeeper” What. Who the fuck is “the book keeper?” We'll see, I guess. No? Okay, what about “Two Broke hoes” It's like two broke girls, but actually funny. What, be nice . Okay. “Two Broke Ghosts” That's better— — And marketable. Are you pale, or just— No, I'm dead. I'm dead. X.X Be NICE. Now our musical guests, SWAGGARBOMB. What in the fuck kind of music is that It's called “Dorkstep” [the doorbell rings] Great, who the fuck is I got a train car of your body count I got way far out to far rock away/Rockaway, way out Stop to talk to me, or don't, Kill your culture You need some? I got u— Probiotics, yo The truth hurts Your shit stinks Must be a mirror over herer Cause that's me I'm your hero. Esha I think McGuiennes? Or McGregor, after Ewab, maybe ESHA MCGUINESS New York wants me to kill myself Maybe eventually New York is full of the devil The devil is money And everyone wants it The root of all evil, Is getting even The root of all evil Is people Beside myself, But besides that The ones hurting me, are soon to be where I am That's just karma The gangstalkers are soon to be stalked Coughed, and shot at The neighbors are soon to be eaten by their own demons When I don't clean them The root of all evil is evil, And that's all I see here White power wants me to kill my self The Caucasians get crazy when the race war is waging The elections are coming up And they see us coming up on consciousness They don't want us Just being honest They're hateful, They washed all the love out Thanks Karen But she don't care White firms just wanna have fun And they get to Meanwhile, me and I Eat shit( bro, And die Why's it nice to be white Even when you're wrong, you're right All you gotta do is lie, Open up your big blue eyes real wide and Decide what you want, Put us under your foot, And make us pay for it Thanks Karen Caucasians are terrorists I think it's McGuinness or however you spell it, cause half the names are like plays on Okay, I lie: You made a world where I have to Okay, I steal food You took everything that I'm after already Or your ancestors did Call the luxury apartment reparations But ain't got no privacy, and hells angels and the kkk Ride motorcycles every time I get my eye on the prize So what's the price for being indigenous, black, and a genius White supremacy finds sneakier ways to kill you (Or make you kill yourself.) The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… The cosmic avenger has a bright pink bird, and a purple frisbee —that was the most magical shit I ever saw! (I almost forgot about that) Mi was like, in middle school, but for some reason was held back a year and should have “at least been in high school”, but was only in 7th grade. At least now it wasn't like waking up into a sorrow, it wasn't heavy and drenched with some kind of loss, but instead as if I had gained some kind of magic little imaginary friend— and after all, I had done all that I could to put it as far from my mind as I could, without looking back… but something like love did keep creeping up with it, as if the universe wanted me to at least have this—a few good laughs, and the warmth in my heart that told me I could admire someone, without breaking beyond my own moral standards in that the hard stuff seemed at least for now that it was done. The dream was mostly informal and weird until the end part, and indeed it was the cosmic avenger who had woken me up with a song that had no words, only notes—at least, until I finally awoke with the rush of a full bladder, and in the concious world the words were simple and quite pure, though I was unsure I could pick out the notes—as it turns out, I could, and though I couldn't wrap my mind around the chords. I at least had the notes—I had been improving drastically at both guitar and piano, though my passion fur music hadn't truly returned—and I was still mostly out of the game, especially as a DJ, dissociating from my depression nd money troubles by writing, with hopes something would change, but as it turned out, almost nothing really moved me to do much more than besides what it seemed my body would want, or where my soul was almost comfortable at best, that is, almost. I wished I had a friend like that in real life, that I could justify the kind of nonsense that made me laugh and so happy in waking life, rather than just in my own mind, but— here I was, alone, or only with Oli, and upset that I was awake and may not be tired enough to force myself back to sleep. At least, for the next two weeks, I had Peacock, and I might have even somehow jumped over the hurdle that for some reason had forbade me from watching 30 Rock over, (which I wanted to for some reason), some almost 15 years ago. I had enjoyed thoroughly, with some intensely organic laughter, the movie Click just the night before, even writing some melodic piano inspired by the plot that might one day become something else, but for now, my Ableton was just as far away from my thoughts as anything else was, besides the other worlds I had created, simply with words and imagination, inspiration from what I would call ‘The Illuminati' ever so lovingly, but others might even just call God, or ‘The Business.' Really, there was no sense in separating the three, besides God itself being what I was sure some kind of divination for the artists that I had thought to be alike myself, in all the ways but one as of yet wealth. I struggled every day with my inability to dress well, maintain my hair and nails, and how to spend what little I had to benefit me most, however, the dream had procured at least one revelation; that I should budget for vinyl stickers, as I had once gained a cult following that way before—completely by accident, however, the first time—and though I hadn't yet the readiness to return to the public eye with my rants and raves, typically quite literally about rants and raves, I had collected another heap of tapes that I was yet to sort though, but might prove worthy of returning to the realm of Enter The Multiverse, eventually—still I had music to make that wasn't being made, over due bills piling up, and a divorce case that seemed to drag on forever, much longer than it should—and with that, I allowed myself to peer into the world that I hadn't, this time with the help of a little magic, and by a little, it meant a lot. I had wanted to spend my wedding anniversary anywhere besides my apartment, but I hadn't intended to be gone and lost all day in Manhattan while fasting, which ended up as a literal fucking nightmare, full of reminders of the disgusting and evil person my now estranged ex husband was, and it seemed as though there were cruel enough tricks being played on my psyche that it could have just as well ended on a harsh note, taking an uptown train to the face, after stopping to talk with a man who seemed friendly enough, but might have been Satan himself, as I had been drawn enough to his tattoo to make a remark on it, only to look closer and see that it was a Naruto tattoo, and though the man looked like Aliocha, that moment alone lead to an outburst out loud in which I nearly questioned my faith in God, or the existence in God at all— and yet there was, indeed a God, as just earlier in the day, though for the most part still nightmarish in all the ways spending a day you hated could be in public, surrounded by drones who seemed to mimick the Godlessness of such a person i wish i never would have known, and although perhaps the heavenly gesture was the day we had been married was the day i gave him any power he had, including his power to attempt to destroy me. It was still an irritant to say the least, that not only my train was out of service, and I only wanted to go one place, anyway (specifically to get sticker paper, on that day, for my project, actually) only to find that it was a difficult and confusing mess to find that station on any other train without going out of my way, which didn't matter. I was spat out somewhere downtown, actually, near One World Trade, which I had only ever visited once, and though I hated it—how capitalism had turned a literal graveyard into a tourist attraction, though I did like graveyards myself enough to have also happened by St. Paul's cemetery, to happily find that it was open rather than closed, but there was something else drawing me towards the center, perhaps a radio signal of some sort, which almost seemed to pull me closer and forward towards one world trade, and my inability to stay long within the droves of cellphones and robotic animal like people creatures, drew me up onto a staircase to discover a preforming arts center, although its name I hated, with constant reminders of meeting my untimely end in front of my two children with a bloody winding and blinding of my ex husbands fists, to which I dismissed anything and anyone who would support such an awful creature in anyway, though the name had become common enough that it happened often—often enough that I hated anything public, and had mostly felt safer in isolation. After circling one World Trade Center, counting the cameras to surmise that I had always been caught and captured to have been in those moments and actions, most probably stored somewhere in some place which held all of the world's recorded history, and I wondered exactly which era I might actually belong to—some sort of invinite vision, or a recollection of a person having already lived and recorded, a mere mirror of the person I was having already somehow been, which I already knew, and the person I was indeed had been sent on some kind of mission with divine purpose, though in this day, all that I really wanted was to not ever be reminded of what day it was, or who I had been before, or who I might be at all—and seeking asylum and escape from the center of it all, I crossed the walk and carried along the bike path, in the opposite direction, so that I had less humans around at all, out of sight, out of mind, with some restoration of comfort—then suddenly, I was drawn to a particularly lovely building, and myself an admirer of architecture, couldn't help but to go to it to collect the address, so that I could later research who had designed the building—along the way drawn to a sticker which read Rom Com Tom, that was so literally and figuratively reflective, I could not help but pick it up. The building seemed to be new, or even unoccupied, at least from street view, though its mirrored iridescent kept me from peering inside, I crept up the perimeter to see if there was a way around off the street level; there wasn't, but I did find something odd, and sort of interesting—a universal remote, or, rather, a remote control that could have been for anything, which I picked up, deciding that it had been some kind of writing prompt, after all, thinking ‘hm, that's odd, I was just thinking about Adam Sandler a lot recently' or more specifically, ‘thinking about that one movie where he has a remote that runs the world', and I had been, very recently, thinking of Adam Sandler enough that I had decided to slip the remote into my pocket, careful enough not to press any buttons, just in case some kind of higher ups were watching—a paranoia of sorts, but at the very least, I had counted almost a hundred cameras on my walk, and even If I wasn't being actually followed, (which I somehow sort of knew I was) I wouldn't want to be caught in the plot of somehow longing even more bizzare than I actually was, harem pants and all, to no suprise that the day had gone not at all as I had hoped, but at least I wasn't in my apartment sulkling. ESHA MCGUENNES (I thought I figured out how to spell that…. My left side's off I guess I got Stuck in the love of the art I was writing that part When the life of my love Fell over me A lover, huh. I'm so confused. I'm sorry bro, But if you're morbidly obese, But your feet are like a size 6– You are not BIG BONED. My doctor said I have a small frame, my feet are size 9, I went from a 10 to an 8.5-9 after losing 200 hundred pounds, I'm like “goddamn! Even my feet were fat! Fuck” But if you're fat like I was, and your feet are size 6, your feet might be like a size 4! You're a fat fucking pixie that fucked around and can't do little pixie shit now, cause you like pixie sticks —Too much! I'm just the rat in the dumpster I made this whole world up I swallowed the doctor I hearted the surgeon I locked up the dog catcher; I cauldron'd the Mormons I called it a sermon, but He called them all — Wait, who is Herman?! I don't know! Some black guy on that show I'm writing! what. I don't know. You're writing a show?! I'm on it! Ugh, I don't know. No fair, You really know how to make me cry When you give me those ocean eyes Those ocean eyes Good looking people In good looking places Doing good things; I just want to be Good today Good looking people Good looking people Bye, bye little bird, Think of the dreams we made Think of the drummer boy, Your lover boy, Then, the other boy There we go again, With the drums we played And the love we made It just won't make it Oh I Just Can't take it Can I come back yet? SHUT UP, GAYBRAHAM LINCOLN. I'm having breakfast at 10 am Thinking damn this depression is just setting in There's a chest on my elephant Chester drawer with hand carved elements Elephant ok my chest, Closets with hangers and button ups I haven't won't yet What FOR WHAT FOR. MY EYES. For the sake of the art, I heart ya. For perhaps if I love, That's how I lost ya. So I keep all my love close, The brothers have found the fountain How many dollars do tootsie pops cost For one Jimmy Fallon? return to the blacklist. Great. Now I'm Jimmy Fallon. Well what's fucked up! What happened! FUCK! I hate being Jimmy Fallon! Whose dick swings to the right like that?! Ow. FUCK. Fuck this guy. GODDAMMIT. -_- Let me in. Or I could just leave you out. No, don't do that. WHY. Ahh. Shhhhhh!!! What if someone sees me. Hmm, let's see. [rings neighbors doorbell, shuts door] No! The neighbor opens the door; now gifted with the ability to see demons, after merging with— Fast forward Oh no, when did that thing come into play? (When this happened) Liz lemon lives on the ground floor It don't matter cause she ain't never home l She's at the rock That's all the way up Good talk, Donaghey, Good, Good Talk Good people Good show Good good times It's good to be long gone from home Go to work at the plaza That ones Conan. Oh, Why?! Why not, though. (I swear to God all the late night dudes are like the same guy.) OH, you mean— Katt. What up Snoop. Ahh, Look what the pimp limped in. You think you're clever. You think you're at least 5 foot—but you're 4 foot 9 I'm STILL WINNING [CHARLIE SHEEN relapses on the dance floor.] Oh shit. Relapses to which habit? All of them! 10-4. CALL RUSSEL BRAND. Csnt. Why not. He's blacked out. What? Another relapse?! No, he just— passed out KABLAM. “The Cockney Thug” He's just like that now. God What is it. Can I have ham in my spam samwhiches. —you want ham in your spam sandwhich. Yes. Roasted cantaloupe with Put your notebook On my throat-Scrotum I like your poems So I wrote you this one Oh. That's. Welcome—to the' creepy shit fans have done for u's backlogs. “Backlogs” Well, I have millions of fans, It would take me years to look at all this. [the festival project] Woah. Woah. Ok. Yo. Have you seen this. What is it. I don't know. Hm. Look. Woah: Yeah, it's— Wow Ok. It just goes on like this— For how long— For like GOH GOH l GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUT TO: Latest — 1:04 WHAT? MEANWHILE ….IS THAT A JIMMY FALLON? LOOKS LIKE ONE. SHOOT THAT MOTHERFUCKER. ok , boss. I told you, He would play The Devil's Advocate, If need be [JIMMY FALLON is shot mercilessly in the shoulder in broad daylight.] YO. THEY SHOT ME. He'll be okay. He's Jimmy Fallon. [LIKE 90,000 Ambulances and a SWAT team roll up.] See. DEADMAU5 charges himself in a high speed chamber—a tech-driven coffin via a USB port in his neck. Lol. Ok. (PDA) Public Displays of Affliction I've never even see. A. Aston Martin Sometimes it's worth it, Getting lost in Manhattan I just saw the sign I wouldn't dare entering, anyhow Not in this outfit Not in this predicament (I just left the Whole Foods market) I got lost and god was happy Motor cars for music Force a figure ibto music Forgive Annie, Run a mile what's a california smile In New York What a garden Oh, what a garden Double back. For a second glance Oh, don't we all want second chances Now I've been an Aston Martin Motorists dot muses now u want her What a party I just saw the sign Now I've been an Aston Martin All by design Companion passing through KAWS I just bought a Ferrari I said, Where the roof is?! Where the roof is?! Blū electrico Roof finished in Nero Just a hit of magic A menacing, incredibly ambedextrous submissive One time I played God, I was hanging as the sun in Toronto In my third eye was a camera lense; My baby daddy, Lover and my best friend My husband My lover and My best friend My brother And my father Were my best friends Once upon a time I never had friends Now I remember sitting in the backseat, Has been I remember when I never had ribs I remember when I never had meat Nice to meet you I already had a coffee I remember sitting in the front seat Once upon a time I was anno one Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once a bunch of Pennies, lady Gaga I'm a baby, haha Once upon a time, I was a no one A nobody Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I remember penny was a virgin I remember when you were the third one, l Once upon a time I was the first one Once upon a time, I thirst my quench with Coffee Body guard! I remember going on a long run I remember once there was a Knock on my door Now I quench my thirst with smart water With a hard on Never was a smart one Just an artist I was no one Once upon a dollar Jimmy Fallon Once upon a nothing, there was no one Now I take my coffee on a long ride No fun Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Amen I wish for every dollar I ever had, back Jimmy Fallon I wish it was 11:11, every Dillon Francis I wish for sandwhiches on leavened bread at Passover I wish this whole world would Passover, With the the stories in my home And in my notebook I wish for the fame and wealth with it, Jimmy Fallon I wish I never laughed at Dillon Francis I wish Skrillex was never a demon, I take it back I want the wealth And not the fame Just the freedom, Jimmy Fallon What do you mean by that? A dad, an actor An attack, The press is back and asking questions I can't handle that I can't. I just can't with that Abandon the matrix Go back to What's his name But I can't Cause I made him up Call my mother begging to drop the charges Called my God Just asking what the pocket watch does What's an engagement ring like that coat How much to rug the cameras up Inside my home So I don't know about em That shit's priceless Like the 9 Dollar's I've got Marked up, but not to spend them at the Market Jimmy Fallon I pray for your family But not as hard as I pray For my son Or God To take this fat off So I can look like Jennifer Aniston Cause that's God to em, 22 year old Adam Sandler At a brunch A talk show with my Least favorite host of all time Jimmy Fallon But I love to laugh, huh I just got back, God My house is a mess I want meth like AshGod If Method man was drinking up the water Would there be backwash It's a horrible, windfall This awesome art project My broken heart The coughing stalkers Whatever the fuck is going on in New York I love New York But not New Yorkers It hurts to be the worst person The first person to put reverse curses On shamans from the 3rd world And I'm living in the first world, But I just learned that Underneath the surface Is the fourth world That's some dichotomy Huh That's some diabolical plot The cosmic avenger is stuck in a dimension Of white pocket tenses And white bitches who get offended With this scripture But listen I just got up And I've been privy to Never sleeping again Norman Needs you, Mrs. Hotch But I was never Mrs. Roberts With all of the hearts and crosses , stars I give up on love Where's DimlonnFrancis at That's a man without a mask, That's a mannequin m. Just got up And I still want breakfast All I got is Stuff that's leavening A hand in my pocket Just for God to show me Nobody I want wants me Jimmy Fallon has a family That's a tragedy, that But I laughed so hard in the bathtub I still haven't come back from that I feel bad for em, actually All the husbands Cause I was the wife that sucks And he hated me so much I got punched in the— Doesn't matter Stuck in the telling it over and over Nobody loves me My new password is Fuckit I'm gone galloping horses, And hornets, I'm just a furniture Probably should have aborted me, mother Just like you wanted to But I'm still in the hospital On the honor roll Cause I had them all lined up The prophets of the “Impossible, could not be my God!” That's what they all said, But they dressed me up like Some sort of messiah, So I was, then It wasn't right, no That was malpractice But now I've got Camping in Malibu Crossed off my list forever Shit It's some dichotomy Just hold onto me I'm the rock, You're the kite now, Jimmy Fallon I was just better off dead, You know Better off stuck in my head, you know. I read your messages, every one of them Every one of the drugs in my bucket I threw up from the fan club Impossible, Could not have been at that clown JIMMY FALLON - THE COSMIC AVENGER JIMMY FALLON THE COSMIC AVENGER is levitating in a hyper-meditative state. UH – “hehe” …I beg your pardon. “Hehe” Um… Fuck. Or “haha” “haha” … Just admit it. … Admit it already! –haha. Admit WHAT. This gets Levels. Nobody thought Patrice O Neal was a woman! I thought Patrice O Neal Was a Woman. Ah, fuck, I'm nobody. “Nobody” Is that Bob Saget? I swiped right on this dude, just cause he looked exactly like Bob Saget. Omg. Bob Saget! Fuck, that's right. EXT. THE W HOTEL, BEVERLY HILLS, DAY/ EXT . PODSHARE WESTWOOD ROOFTOP, DAY OH MY GOD, GUYS, LOOK: IT'S BOB SAGET. No it's not! Oh My God! Yeah IT IS! Fuck, really?! Bob Saget?! BOB SAGET! YO GUYS, IT'S BOB SAGET. It was, in fact, Bob Saget. Bob Saget's dead, right? Oh yeah, bud. That's it guys! No more dead celebrities! I'm coming with you! NO MORE GHOSTS. Look, I have something to tell you. UGH. COME ON. This is a weird superpower. EXT. GRAVEYARD, QUEENS, NY. DAY … … … Having fun yet? Alright! I have a question! What? When do I get to– Get to what? You know. Luckily, I die long beore Jimmy Fallon, and as my time approached, I took all i could absorb from the world within, and without, almost as if any and all of my deathwish had been satiated with the gentle ease, the notion of knowing my imminent death would come long before what those surrounding me would consider my time, and therefore would not be made to lose anymore than I already had–but at least, I did have th strength in knowing, not only would i never grow so old as to see for show most of what I had done, but that I had done most of what I would have at all, and not much longer than my words would form into all that would come to be known as my full body of work, I would perish, even before–long before– those I had studied, admired, and known to love–if only through the fourth wall, at all. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

The Legend of S Ū P ∆ C Я E E ™

The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… 03. JIMMY FALLON All ya'll are all worth bout a dollar; I am a cyclone, watch me holler I lived my whole life underwater I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon All ya'll are only bout a dollar I work so hard, I guess for nothin I am not worried bout a dollar I got a dollar; Jimmy Fallon I guess I'll do it on my own (Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Fallon) I had to do it all alone (Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Fallon I made some soup, all out of stones (I don't know, You do not know) I am the only one I know (I'm Jimmy Fallon) I am not worried bout the sauce I am so famous, (I'm the boss) got a stalker I am so famous Can't go no where I got a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I'm at the office, Not my home No collab I work alone Opened a business, got a loan I got a hundred of them passwords I went frontwards —I went backwards. (Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Fallon) Went to Manhattan, took a walk Went to the rock and dropped a rock Now put your money where your mouth is I got a thousand Jimmy Fallons (What's that) (I'm the host) What's that, what's that I work alone What's that what's that I dropped a rock into the rock What's that what's that I'm the host, I'm Jimmy Fallon. I'm Jimmy— KIMMEL!? AHAHAHAHAH KIMMEL GET BACK HERE! {Enter The Multiverse} Story/ music video Moderately famous household television Jimmy Fallon suddenly begins appearing everywhere—that is— on every possible TV screen imaginable— The Protagonist, in confusion, can't seem to escape, and also amusingly begins finding Pennies in very strange and seemingly random places— these Pennies then begin opening up portals, breaking the fourth wall and opening worlds to other dimensions— Have you seen this? Uhh, hmwhat is it? Mits m “Two dumb Jews”, starring Seth Rogen, and some other dude— Who's the other dude—? —some Jew, but it's got Adam Sandler in it. Oh, so three dumb Jews. So, no, then? I'd watch the shit out of that, though, tbh. Why's the synopsis? Uhh. [Two Jewish musicians struggling to make it in new York's congested underground music scene hit it off in comedy by complete accident, after being booked as a duo for a comedy club they mistook for a bar.] Heh. Okay, who does Adam Sandler play? “The Bookkeeper” What. Who the fuck is “the book keeper?” We'll see, I guess. No? Okay, what about “Two Broke hoes” It's like two broke girls, but actually funny. What, be nice . Okay. “Two Broke Ghosts” That's better— — And marketable. Are you pale, or just— No, I'm dead. I'm dead. X.X Be NICE. Now our musical guests, SWAGGARBOMB. What in the fuck kind of music is that It's called “Dorkstep” [the doorbell rings] Great, who the fuck is I got a train car of your body count I got way far out to far rock away/Rockaway, way out Stop to talk to me, or don't, Kill your culture You need some? I got u— Probiotics, yo The truth hurts Your shit stinks Must be a mirror over herer Cause that's me I'm your hero. Esha I think McGuiennes? Or McGregor, after Ewab, maybe ESHA MCGUINESS New York wants me to kill myself Maybe eventually New York is full of the devil The devil is money And everyone wants it The root of all evil, Is getting even The root of all evil Is people Beside myself, But besides that The ones hurting me, are soon to be where I am That's just karma The gangstalkers are soon to be stalked Coughed, and shot at The neighbors are soon to be eaten by their own demons When I don't clean them The root of all evil is evil, And that's all I see here White power wants me to kill my self The Caucasians get crazy when the race war is waging The elections are coming up And they see us coming up on consciousness They don't want us Just being honest They're hateful, They washed all the love out Thanks Karen But she don't care White firms just wanna have fun And they get to Meanwhile, me and I Eat shit( bro, And die Why's it nice to be white Even when you're wrong, you're right All you gotta do is lie, Open up your big blue eyes real wide and Decide what you want, Put us under your foot, And make us pay for it Thanks Karen Caucasians are terrorists I think it's McGuinness or however you spell it, cause half the names are like plays on Okay, I lie: You made a world where I have to Okay, I steal food You took everything that I'm after already Or your ancestors did Call the luxury apartment reparations But ain't got no privacy, and hells angels and the kkk Ride motorcycles every time I get my eye on the prize So what's the price for being indigenous, black, and a genius White supremacy finds sneakier ways to kill you (Or make you kill yourself.) The invisible man, in Manhattan The sunglasses matches her madness The cloud cover looks just like Texas The suns going down And it's getting colder As the winds blows… The cosmic avenger has a bright pink bird, and a purple frisbee —that was the most magical shit I ever saw! (I almost forgot about that) Mi was like, in middle school, but for some reason was held back a year and should have “at least been in high school”, but was only in 7th grade. At least now it wasn't like waking up into a sorrow, it wasn't heavy and drenched with some kind of loss, but instead as if I had gained some kind of magic little imaginary friend— and after all, I had done all that I could to put it as far from my mind as I could, without looking back… but something like love did keep creeping up with it, as if the universe wanted me to at least have this—a few good laughs, and the warmth in my heart that told me I could admire someone, without breaking beyond my own moral standards in that the hard stuff seemed at least for now that it was done. The dream was mostly informal and weird until the end part, and indeed it was the cosmic avenger who had woken me up with a song that had no words, only notes—at least, until I finally awoke with the rush of a full bladder, and in the concious world the words were simple and quite pure, though I was unsure I could pick out the notes—as it turns out, I could, and though I couldn't wrap my mind around the chords. I at least had the notes—I had been improving drastically at both guitar and piano, though my passion fur music hadn't truly returned—and I was still mostly out of the game, especially as a DJ, dissociating from my depression nd money troubles by writing, with hopes something would change, but as it turned out, almost nothing really moved me to do much more than besides what it seemed my body would want, or where my soul was almost comfortable at best, that is, almost. I wished I had a friend like that in real life, that I could justify the kind of nonsense that made me laugh and so happy in waking life, rather than just in my own mind, but— here I was, alone, or only with Oli, and upset that I was awake and may not be tired enough to force myself back to sleep. At least, for the next two weeks, I had Peacock, and I might have even somehow jumped over the hurdle that for some reason had forbade me from watching 30 Rock over, (which I wanted to for some reason), some almost 15 years ago. I had enjoyed thoroughly, with some intensely organic laughter, the movie Click just the night before, even writing some melodic piano inspired by the plot that might one day become something else, but for now, my Ableton was just as far away from my thoughts as anything else was, besides the other worlds I had created, simply with words and imagination, inspiration from what I would call ‘The Illuminati' ever so lovingly, but others might even just call God, or ‘The Business.' Really, there was no sense in separating the three, besides God itself being what I was sure some kind of divination for the artists that I had thought to be alike myself, in all the ways but one as of yet wealth. I struggled every day with my inability to dress well, maintain my hair and nails, and how to spend what little I had to benefit me most, however, the dream had procured at least one revelation; that I should budget for vinyl stickers, as I had once gained a cult following that way before—completely by accident, however, the first time—and though I hadn't yet the readiness to return to the public eye with my rants and raves, typically quite literally about rants and raves, I had collected another heap of tapes that I was yet to sort though, but might prove worthy of returning to the realm of Enter The Multiverse, eventually—still I had music to make that wasn't being made, over due bills piling up, and a divorce case that seemed to drag on forever, much longer than it should—and with that, I allowed myself to peer into the world that I hadn't, this time with the help of a little magic, and by a little, it meant a lot. I had wanted to spend my wedding anniversary anywhere besides my apartment, but I hadn't intended to be gone and lost all day in Manhattan while fasting, which ended up as a literal fucking nightmare, full of reminders of the disgusting and evil person my now estranged ex husband was, and it seemed as though there were cruel enough tricks being played on my psyche that it could have just as well ended on a harsh note, taking an uptown train to the face, after stopping to talk with a man who seemed friendly enough, but might have been Satan himself, as I had been drawn enough to his tattoo to make a remark on it, only to look closer and see that it was a Naruto tattoo, and though the man looked like Aliocha, that moment alone lead to an outburst out loud in which I nearly questioned my faith in God, or the existence in God at all— and yet there was, indeed a God, as just earlier in the day, though for the most part still nightmarish in all the ways spending a day you hated could be in public, surrounded by drones who seemed to mimick the Godlessness of such a person i wish i never would have known, and although perhaps the heavenly gesture was the day we had been married was the day i gave him any power he had, including his power to attempt to destroy me. It was still an irritant to say the least, that not only my train was out of service, and I only wanted to go one place, anyway (specifically to get sticker paper, on that day, for my project, actually) only to find that it was a difficult and confusing mess to find that station on any other train without going out of my way, which didn't matter. I was spat out somewhere downtown, actually, near One World Trade, which I had only ever visited once, and though I hated it—how capitalism had turned a literal graveyard into a tourist attraction, though I did like graveyards myself enough to have also happened by St. Paul's cemetery, to happily find that it was open rather than closed, but there was something else drawing me towards the center, perhaps a radio signal of some sort, which almost seemed to pull me closer and forward towards one world trade, and my inability to stay long within the droves of cellphones and robotic animal like people creatures, drew me up onto a staircase to discover a preforming arts center, although its name I hated, with constant reminders of meeting my untimely end in front of my two children with a bloody winding and blinding of my ex husbands fists, to which I dismissed anything and anyone who would support such an awful creature in anyway, though the name had become common enough that it happened often—often enough that I hated anything public, and had mostly felt safer in isolation. After circling one World Trade Center, counting the cameras to surmise that I had always been caught and captured to have been in those moments and actions, most probably stored somewhere in some place which held all of the world's recorded history, and I wondered exactly which era I might actually belong to—some sort of invinite vision, or a recollection of a person having already lived and recorded, a mere mirror of the person I was having already somehow been, which I already knew, and the person I was indeed had been sent on some kind of mission with divine purpose, though in this day, all that I really wanted was to not ever be reminded of what day it was, or who I had been before, or who I might be at all—and seeking asylum and escape from the center of it all, I crossed the walk and carried along the bike path, in the opposite direction, so that I had less humans around at all, out of sight, out of mind, with some restoration of comfort—then suddenly, I was drawn to a particularly lovely building, and myself an admirer of architecture, couldn't help but to go to it to collect the address, so that I could later research who had designed the building—along the way drawn to a sticker which read Rom Com Tom, that was so literally and figuratively reflective, I could not help but pick it up. The building seemed to be new, or even unoccupied, at least from street view, though its mirrored iridescent kept me from peering inside, I crept up the perimeter to see if there was a way around off the street level; there wasn't, but I did find something odd, and sort of interesting—a universal remote, or, rather, a remote control that could have been for anything, which I picked up, deciding that it had been some kind of writing prompt, after all, thinking ‘hm, that's odd, I was just thinking about Adam Sandler a lot recently' or more specifically, ‘thinking about that one movie where he has a remote that runs the world', and I had been, very recently, thinking of Adam Sandler enough that I had decided to slip the remote into my pocket, careful enough not to press any buttons, just in case some kind of higher ups were watching—a paranoia of sorts, but at the very least, I had counted almost a hundred cameras on my walk, and even If I wasn't being actually followed, (which I somehow sort of knew I was) I wouldn't want to be caught in the plot of somehow longing even more bizzare than I actually was, harem pants and all, to no suprise that the day had gone not at all as I had hoped, but at least I wasn't in my apartment sulkling. ESHA MCGUENNES (I thought I figured out how to spell that…. My left side's off I guess I got Stuck in the love of the art I was writing that part When the life of my love Fell over me A lover, huh. I'm so confused. I'm sorry bro, But if you're morbidly obese, But your feet are like a size 6– You are not BIG BONED. My doctor said I have a small frame, my feet are size 9, I went from a 10 to an 8.5-9 after losing 200 hundred pounds, I'm like “goddamn! Even my feet were fat! Fuck” But if you're fat like I was, and your feet are size 6, your feet might be like a size 4! You're a fat fucking pixie that fucked around and can't do little pixie shit now, cause you like pixie sticks —Too much! I'm just the rat in the dumpster I made this whole world up I swallowed the doctor I hearted the surgeon I locked up the dog catcher; I cauldron'd the Mormons I called it a sermon, but He called them all — Wait, who is Herman?! I don't know! Some black guy on that show I'm writing! what. I don't know. You're writing a show?! I'm on it! Ugh, I don't know. No fair, You really know how to make me cry When you give me those ocean eyes Those ocean eyes Good looking people In good looking places Doing good things; I just want to be Good today Good looking people Good looking people Bye, bye little bird, Think of the dreams we made Think of the drummer boy, Your lover boy, Then, the other boy There we go again, With the drums we played And the love we made It just won't make it Oh I Just Can't take it Can I come back yet? SHUT UP, GAYBRAHAM LINCOLN. I'm having breakfast at 10 am Thinking damn this depression is just setting in There's a chest on my elephant Chester drawer with hand carved elements Elephant ok my chest, Closets with hangers and button ups I haven't won't yet What FOR WHAT FOR. MY EYES. For the sake of the art, I heart ya. For perhaps if I love, That's how I lost ya. So I keep all my love close, The brothers have found the fountain How many dollars do tootsie pops cost For one Jimmy Fallon? return to the blacklist. Great. Now I'm Jimmy Fallon. Well what's fucked up! What happened! FUCK! I hate being Jimmy Fallon! Whose dick swings to the right like that?! Ow. FUCK. Fuck this guy. GODDAMMIT. -_- Let me in. Or I could just leave you out. No, don't do that. WHY. Ahh. Shhhhhh!!! What if someone sees me. Hmm, let's see. [rings neighbors doorbell, shuts door] No! The neighbor opens the door; now gifted with the ability to see demons, after merging with— Fast forward Oh no, when did that thing come into play? (When this happened) Liz lemon lives on the ground floor It don't matter cause she ain't never home l She's at the rock That's all the way up Good talk, Donaghey, Good, Good Talk Good people Good show Good good times It's good to be long gone from home Go to work at the plaza That ones Conan. Oh, Why?! Why not, though. (I swear to God all the late night dudes are like the same guy.) OH, you mean— Katt. What up Snoop. Ahh, Look what the pimp limped in. You think you're clever. You think you're at least 5 foot—but you're 4 foot 9 I'm STILL WINNING [CHARLIE SHEEN relapses on the dance floor.] Oh shit. Relapses to which habit? All of them! 10-4. CALL RUSSEL BRAND. Csnt. Why not. He's blacked out. What? Another relapse?! No, he just— passed out KABLAM. “The Cockney Thug” He's just like that now. God What is it. Can I have ham in my spam samwhiches. —you want ham in your spam sandwhich. Yes. Roasted cantaloupe with Put your notebook On my throat-Scrotum I like your poems So I wrote you this one Oh. That's. Welcome—to the' creepy shit fans have done for u's backlogs. “Backlogs” Well, I have millions of fans, It would take me years to look at all this. [the festival project] Woah. Woah. Ok. Yo. Have you seen this. What is it. I don't know. Hm. Look. Woah: Yeah, it's— Wow Ok. It just goes on like this— For how long— For like GOH GOH l GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUT TO: Latest — 1:04 WHAT? MEANWHILE ….IS THAT A JIMMY FALLON? LOOKS LIKE ONE. SHOOT THAT MOTHERFUCKER. ok , boss. I told you, He would play The Devil's Advocate, If need be [JIMMY FALLON is shot mercilessly in the shoulder in broad daylight.] YO. THEY SHOT ME. He'll be okay. He's Jimmy Fallon. [LIKE 90,000 Ambulances and a SWAT team roll up.] See. DEADMAU5 charges himself in a high speed chamber—a tech-driven coffin via a USB port in his neck. Lol. Ok. (PDA) Public Displays of Affliction I've never even see. A. Aston Martin Sometimes it's worth it, Getting lost in Manhattan I just saw the sign I wouldn't dare entering, anyhow Not in this outfit Not in this predicament (I just left the Whole Foods market) I got lost and god was happy Motor cars for music Force a figure ibto music Forgive Annie, Run a mile what's a california smile In New York What a garden Oh, what a garden Double back. For a second glance Oh, don't we all want second chances Now I've been an Aston Martin Motorists dot muses now u want her What a party I just saw the sign Now I've been an Aston Martin All by design Companion passing through KAWS I just bought a Ferrari I said, Where the roof is?! Where the roof is?! Blū electrico Roof finished in Nero Just a hit of magic A menacing, incredibly ambedextrous submissive One time I played God, I was hanging as the sun in Toronto In my third eye was a camera lense; My baby daddy, Lover and my best friend My husband My lover and My best friend My brother And my father Were my best friends Once upon a time I never had friends Now I remember sitting in the backseat, Has been I remember when I never had ribs I remember when I never had meat Nice to meet you I already had a coffee I remember sitting in the front seat Once upon a time I was anno one Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Once a bunch of Pennies, lady Gaga I'm a baby, haha Once upon a time, I was a no one A nobody Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon I remember penny was a virgin I remember when you were the third one, l Once upon a time I was the first one Once upon a time, I thirst my quench with Coffee Body guard! I remember going on a long run I remember once there was a Knock on my door Now I quench my thirst with smart water With a hard on Never was a smart one Just an artist I was no one Once upon a dollar Jimmy Fallon Once upon a nothing, there was no one Now I take my coffee on a long ride No fun Once upon a dollar, Jimmy Fallon Amen I wish for every dollar I ever had, back Jimmy Fallon I wish it was 11:11, every Dillon Francis I wish for sandwhiches on leavened bread at Passover I wish this whole world would Passover, With the the stories in my home And in my notebook I wish for the fame and wealth with it, Jimmy Fallon I wish I never laughed at Dillon Francis I wish Skrillex was never a demon, I take it back I want the wealth And not the fame Just the freedom, Jimmy Fallon What do you mean by that? A dad, an actor An attack, The press is back and asking questions I can't handle that I can't. I just can't with that Abandon the matrix Go back to What's his name But I can't Cause I made him up Call my mother begging to drop the charges Called my God Just asking what the pocket watch does What's an engagement ring like that coat How much to rug the cameras up Inside my home So I don't know about em That shit's priceless Like the 9 Dollar's I've got Marked up, but not to spend them at the Market Jimmy Fallon I pray for your family But not as hard as I pray For my son Or God To take this fat off So I can look like Jennifer Aniston Cause that's God to em, 22 year old Adam Sandler At a brunch A talk show with my Least favorite host of all time Jimmy Fallon But I love to laugh, huh I just got back, God My house is a mess I want meth like AshGod If Method man was drinking up the water Would there be backwash It's a horrible, windfall This awesome art project My broken heart The coughing stalkers Whatever the fuck is going on in New York I love New York But not New Yorkers It hurts to be the worst person The first person to put reverse curses On shamans from the 3rd world And I'm living in the first world, But I just learned that Underneath the surface Is the fourth world That's some dichotomy Huh That's some diabolical plot The cosmic avenger is stuck in a dimension Of white pocket tenses And white bitches who get offended With this scripture But listen I just got up And I've been privy to Never sleeping again Norman Needs you, Mrs. Hotch But I was never Mrs. Roberts With all of the hearts and crosses , stars I give up on love Where's DimlonnFrancis at That's a man without a mask, That's a mannequin m. Just got up And I still want breakfast All I got is Stuff that's leavening A hand in my pocket Just for God to show me Nobody I want wants me Jimmy Fallon has a family That's a tragedy, that But I laughed so hard in the bathtub I still haven't come back from that I feel bad for em, actually All the husbands Cause I was the wife that sucks And he hated me so much I got punched in the— Doesn't matter Stuck in the telling it over and over Nobody loves me My new password is Fuckit I'm gone galloping horses, And hornets, I'm just a furniture Probably should have aborted me, mother Just like you wanted to But I'm still in the hospital On the honor roll Cause I had them all lined up The prophets of the “Impossible, could not be my God!” That's what they all said, But they dressed me up like Some sort of messiah, So I was, then It wasn't right, no That was malpractice But now I've got Camping in Malibu Crossed off my list forever Shit It's some dichotomy Just hold onto me I'm the rock, You're the kite now, Jimmy Fallon I was just better off dead, You know Better off stuck in my head, you know. I read your messages, every one of them Every one of the drugs in my bucket I threw up from the fan club Impossible, Could not have been at that clown JIMMY FALLON - THE COSMIC AVENGER JIMMY FALLON THE COSMIC AVENGER is levitating in a hyper-meditative state. UH – “hehe” …I beg your pardon. “Hehe” Um… Fuck. Or “haha” “haha” … Just admit it. … Admit it already! –haha. Admit WHAT. This gets Levels. Nobody thought Patrice O Neal was a woman! I thought Patrice O Neal Was a Woman. Ah, fuck, I'm nobody. “Nobody” Is that Bob Saget? I swiped right on this dude, just cause he looked exactly like Bob Saget. Omg. Bob Saget! Fuck, that's right. EXT. THE W HOTEL, BEVERLY HILLS, DAY/ EXT . PODSHARE WESTWOOD ROOFTOP, DAY OH MY GOD, GUYS, LOOK: IT'S BOB SAGET. No it's not! Oh My God! Yeah IT IS! Fuck, really?! Bob Saget?! BOB SAGET! YO GUYS, IT'S BOB SAGET. It was, in fact, Bob Saget. Bob Saget's dead, right? Oh yeah, bud. That's it guys! No more dead celebrities! I'm coming with you! NO MORE GHOSTS. Look, I have something to tell you. UGH. COME ON. This is a weird superpower. EXT. GRAVEYARD, QUEENS, NY. DAY … … … Having fun yet? Alright! I have a question! What? When do I get to– Get to what? You know. Luckily, I die long beore Jimmy Fallon, and as my time approached, I took all i could absorb from the world within, and without, almost as if any and all of my deathwish had been satiated with the gentle ease, the notion of knowing my imminent death would come long before what those surrounding me would consider my time, and therefore would not be made to lose anymore than I already had–but at least, I did have th strength in knowing, not only would i never grow so old as to see for show most of what I had done, but that I had done most of what I would have at all, and not much longer than my words would form into all that would come to be known as my full body of work, I would perish, even before–long before– those I had studied, admired, and known to love–if only through the fourth wall, at all. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

Everything Cookbooks
86: Culinary Activism and Cookbooks with Lelani Lewis

Everything Cookbooks

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 17, 2024 38:00


Kate and Molly speak with Lelani Lewis, a London born food stylist and culinary activist of Grenadian and Irish heritage now based in Amsterdam. Lelani shares how homesickness spurred her into a culinary career through pop-ups, where the idea for her debut cookbook came from as well as why she chose this title. She speaks about her desire to share the colorful, diverse nature of Caribbean food alongside its dark history and what she hopes readers will get from reading her book. She talks about working with a Dutch publisher, the unique editing and translation process, how she settled on her final recipe list and her ambitious new project. Hosts: Kate Leahy + Molly Stevens + Kristin Donnelly + Andrea NguyenEditor: Abby Cerquitella MentionsLelani LewisWebsiteInstagram Using food as a tool to reconcile history | Lelani Lewis | TEDxAmsterdamSalonJessica B HarrisNijgh Publishing, AmsterdamTra PublishingEpisode 25: Inside a Ukrainian Kitchen with Anna Voloshyna Visit the Everything Cookbooks Bookshop to purchase a copy of the books mentioned in the showCode Noir: Afro-Caribbean Stories and Recipes by Lelani LewisYou and I Eat the SameIron Pots & Wooden Spoons by Jessica B Harris

The Jai Sugrim Method
55. Trading in Dogma, for Softer, Holistic Approaches to Training and Nutrition

The Jai Sugrim Method

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 18, 2024 57:40


Episode 55 of The Art of Aging Mindfully Podcast is all about moving beyond dogmatic approaches to health.On This show I share my personal evolution in my approach to yoga practice and nutrition. I was challenged and inspired by Master Iyengar who said “5 breaths is not enough for me to explore the asana and learn about it's full expression.” "Dogma" refers to a set of principles or beliefs that are accepted without question, often as part of a particular ideology, religion, or system of thought. In a broader sense, dogma represents a rigid and uncompromising adherence to established beliefs, even in the face of contradictory evidence or alternative viewpoints. It can limit critical thinking and stifle open-mindedness.Ways I have adjusted my yoga practice:I still train daily, 6/7 days are really structured, where one day is long, and the next is short. This alternates between “hard and soft days.”I have incorporated Iyengar Yoga Method, Strength Training and Running into my training, to complement Ashtanga Yoga Method. On my short vinyasa days, I use props and do some static stretching and postures outside of vinyasaI have added muscle to my body and am making tradeoffs with asanas I can afford to part with, in exchange for the extra size. I focus on yogic behavior code and ethics more than on the physical aspects of yoga. I I ask myself "Am I becoming a better person?"How I've become less dogmatic about eating:1. I Focus on Whole Foods and Nutrient Density 2. I Eat Moderate Portions 3. I Listen to my body: I Eat when I'm  hungry and stop when I'm satisfied. This intuitive approach to eating can help you build a healthier relationship with food.4. Evidence-Based Choices: Make dietary choices based on scientific evidence and individual needs. HIGH PROTEIN vs. LOW Protein debate. I follow the VIOME RECOMMENDATIONS. Enjoy and share this episode!To support The Art of Aging Mindfully  Podcast go to patreon:The Art of Aging Mindfully Podcast PatreonThe Art of Aging Mindfully Podcast is sponsored by Viome, Acorn Biolabs and Whoop, your personal digital fitness tracker.To Harvest Your Own Stem Cells, for Future Use, with Acorn Biolabs:https://www.acorn.me/affiliate/the-art-of-aging-mindfullyTo test your full body and gut intelligence with Viome:http://viomehq.sjv.io/eKnAO1Use The $110 discount code: ARTOFAGINGOrder your whoop strap with Jai's Unique Link:https://join.whoop.com/376818To train with Jai, and learn about his yoga classes and massage therapy treatments:https://theartofagingmindfully.com/

The Unregulated Podcast
#153: I Eat "No" For Breakfast (10/20/23)

The Unregulated Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 20, 2023 66:41


#153: I Eat "No" For Breakfast (10/20/23) Links: Unusual Whales: https://unusualwhales.com/news/the-us-government-is-currently-spending-more-to-pay-interest-on-its-33-trillion-national-debt-than-it-does-on-national-defense Washington Post: U.S. to Ease Sanctions on Venezuela https://www.washingtonpost.com/world/2023/10/16/venezuela-us-sanctions-deal/ Gill Gates: https://x.com/Resist_05/status/1712415047295840713?s=20 Reuters: Automakers blast US plan to hike fuel efficiency rules. https://www.reuters.com/business/autos-transportation/automakers-blast-us-plan-hike-fuel-efficiency-rules-2023-10-16/ WSJ: Ford considers cutting shift at F-150 Lightning Plant https://www.wsj.com/business/autos/ford-considers-cutting-shift-at-f-150-lightning-pickup-plant-uaw-memo-says-91075154 Virginia. WSJ Editorial: https://www.wsj.com/articles/virginia-elections-electric-vehicle-mandate-glenn-youngkin-republicans-619ce7e2

The Playlist Podcast Network
Joseph Lucero Talks The Final Season Of ‘Mayans', Creeper's Ultimate Fate & More [Templo Talk]

The Playlist Podcast Network

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 29, 2023 59:20


As we speed towards the end of the final season of “Mayans M.C.,” we knew eventually the body count would rise. And in Episode 7, “To Fear of Death, I Eat the Stars,” boy, oh boy, does the body count grow. It's clear the FX crime drama is going to wrap things up in a very, very bloody way. In this episode of Templo Talk: A Mayans M.C. Podcast, we discuss the tragic events of the latest episode of Season 5, as well as feature an interview with someone affected by the bloody events, Joseph Lucero, aka Creeper. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/theplaylist/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/theplaylist/support

The Call from ausbiz
"[PDL] Overvalued - Andrew Wielandt and Michael Gable

The Call from ausbiz

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 19, 2022 56:36


Andrew Wielandt from DP Wealth Advisory and Michael Gable from Fairmont Equities go in-depth and stock specific. Stocks covered: NEC, EDV, PLS, IEAT, PPT, QBE, REA, S32, SEK, VGS. Our stock of the day is Pendal (PDL). Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet
Episode 19: The Notary War Room Live (Guest: Camm Combs)

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 19, 2022 92:14


Apostille Coach | Camm CombsCamm teaches you how to double your income with apostilles @theapostilleacademy —✨Serial Entrepreneur✨Expert Apostille Agent✨Notary Public Prohttps://linktr.ee/theapostilleacademy ----------------------------------Peace, Love, and Happiness,TIGER TOLEDOInternational Sales and Marketing Hitman--------------------------------------------------------¿ COMMON QUESTIONS?• How do I get one of Tiger's Hip-Hop Notary Gear?: https://thenotarycashflowacademy.com/... • Where do I sign-up for the Entire Notary CashFlow Academy?: https://usnotarynation.teachable.com/... • Where can I find the “Rise of the Smart Notary” book series?: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B088N578TR --------------------------------------------- The Notary CashFlow Academy iXWant to Ala-Carte, The Notary Cashflow Academy check out:-----------------------------------------------Notary Agency Secrets Bundle Elite - 297https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/sdtvd    Notary Cashflow Masterclass Bundle XL - 197https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/ppvnwi   Steady Stamping Secrets for Notaries Bundle XL - 147https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/yldprl  Notary CashFlow Bundle Plus - 97 https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/pdbpev  —-----------------------------------------------Text CASHFLOW to (844) 444-4477—----------------------------------------------- FREE MASTERCLASS ⁣https://lnk.bio/tiger.toledo ⁣If you want to grow a successful notary business this is for you.⁣⁣I will personally show my blueprint on how I replaced my full-time corporate job income with working part-time as a notary in my first year.⁣⁣The biggest mistake I see with notaries who want to be High-performers make is they seek advice from people who talk about it building a successful notary business but never actually built one.⁣⁣The difference between them and me is, ⁣⁣I Eat. ⁣Sleep. ⁣Breathe. ⁣and Live this Notary LIFESTYLE . ⁣⁣You won't be disappointed. ⁣https://lnk.bio/tiger.Toledo  ❤ HELP TRANSLATE THIS VIDEO ❤⚑ SUBSCRIBE TO MY CHANNEL ⚑If you want to do great things, you need a great environment. Create one by subbing and watching daily. https://www.youtube.com/gullywarebrand ツ CONNECT WITH ME ツLeave a comment on this video and it'll get a response. Or you can connect with me on different social platforms too:• Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tiger.toledo • Twitter: https://twitter.com/gullywareusa • Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/tigertoledonyc • Website: https://thenotarycashflowacademy.com LISTEN TO THE NOTARY JUICE BAR PODCAST ANYTIME ON ;-)iHeart Radio: https://ihr.fm/3E16eYF Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3ttRLQ4 Apple Podcast: https://apple.co/3hlAO5z Audible: https://adbl.co/3tupQiSNow Streaming in India: https://gaana.com/podcast/the-notary-...★☆★ Tiger's AUTOMATION TOOLS ★☆★Aweber: http://bit.ly/2fbLPawBuffer: http://bit.ly/1XXmguVCalendly: https://bit.ly/3E39bbd----------------------------------------------------------------------------- ❤ Thank you for watching - I really appreciate it ❤Happy Stamping, Tiger Toledohttps://usnotarynation.teachable.com/... #CashFlow

iEat Green with Bhavani
iEat Green - 06.23.22 - Donna Ayer and Missy Cipriano

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 23, 2022 58:23


Bio:  Donna Ayer, Executive Director Poverty and homelessness exist right here in our community. Our clients do not have adequate housing, food, clothing, medicine, for themselves and their families. Poor economic circumstances might be due to mental illness, chronic illness, long-term disability, or underemployment either through job loss or lack of job skills. Many of our neighbors find themselves unable to afford basic necessities but together we can all help. I am privileged to serve alongside many amazing volunteers who give tirelessly with a welcoming spirit of care, concern and fellowship. In partnership with many community organizations and individuals, Bread for Life is able to address the challenges of hunger and poverty. It is with a grateful heart for our donors and volunteers and all the ways our community supports the mission of Bread for Life that we are able to fulfill the mission to provide for our neighbors in need. Missy Cipriano, Director of Operations and Volunteer Services The wise words of Mother Teresa, “Not all of us can do great things, but we can do small things with great love” is a guiding principle for me. My long term active service and mentorship in my church and community including establishing a laundry ministry in Bristol called “Laundry Love” has prepared me to serve the needs of our clients. The position of Volunteer and Administrative Director at Bread for Life is well suited to my heart to serve others.  We have many exciting opportunities for volunteer service at Bread for Life and I am proud to work with our clients and volunteers to meet the mission of Bread for Life.  https://southingtonbreadforlife.org/   Tofu Quiche with Broccoli, Asparagus and Shiitake Mushrooms Preheat oven to 425' degrees Makes 1 quiche Ingredients 1 prepared Vegan pie shell 1/2 round cake of Miyoko's & "Herbes de Provence" cashew cheese 1 Tbs. ground flax seed 1 Tbs. apple cider vinegar 1 Tbs. water ½ Block extra firm Tofu ¼ cup, plus 1 Tbs. Oat Milk ½ t salt ¼ t. white pepper ¼ t. nutmeg 2 Tbs. fresh chopped dill, plus 1 t. for garnish 2 Tbs. Dijon mustard 1 cup broccoli florets, cut small 1 onion, diced 10 Shiitake mushrooms, stems removed, sliced 10 stalks asparagus, sliced on diagonal 1” long ½ cup cherry tomatoes, sliced thin 1 t. minced garlic 1 Tbs. mirin 1 Tbs. tamari Directions 1. Soften 1 Tbs. of ground flax seed in 1 Tbs. of apple cider vinegar and 1 Tbs. water. 2. Let sit for 10 minutes. 3. In the meantime, using an immersion blender, puree the block of tofu with the oat milk. 4. Add the salt, pepper, nutmeg, and dill. Blend until smooth. 5. Add the apple cider vinegar and flax seed mixture. Blend again. 6. In heavy sauté pan, sauté onions till translucent, add shiitake mushrooms and minced garlic, and cook until soft. Add the broccoli and cook for a few more minutes, add the asparagus. 7. Season with the mirin, and tamari. 8. Spread 2 Tbs. of mustard over entire bottom of pie shell, then sprinkle the Miyoko cashew cheese all around, then add the sautéed vegetables. Pour tofu mixture over vegetables and spread evenly in pie shell. Dot the top of the quiche with the sliced tomatoes and sprinkle with the remaining 1 t. of dill. 9. Bake for 15 minutes at 425', then reduce temperature to 375' and bake for 30 minutes more.  

iEat Green with Bhavani
iEat Green - 06.16.22 - Raul Nieto

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 16, 2022 58:44


Raul Nieto, is a biologist and the director of The ITAPOA PROJECT based in the Choco region of Colombia and Ecuador. He has been working on this project since 1989. The ITAPOA PROJECT conbines scientific research, conservation and culture of the region. The goal of the project is to save habitat for amphibians in danger of extinction thru doing research, helping people cultivate organic cacao in deforested areas in order to get a better profit and to stop selling the primary forest trees to logging companies. They are planting African palms and trying to stop the growing of illicit crops, while building cattle ranches for livestock. They are making chocolate from the cacao, along with other products, and working to find markets for the products.  Another goal of the project is to help connect the culture and musical culture of the region to their environment. www.itapoaproject.com www.HosteriaItapoa.com www.ItapoaR   Grilled Banana, Mango and Pineapple with Rum Molasses Glaze 4 Organic Bananas- cut in half lengthwise, peels left on ½ ripe pineapple (organic, if possible), cut into slices about 1/2 “ thick 2 Organic Mangos, cut in half and pitted 3 Tbs. Oil For Glaze ¼ cup dark rum ¼ cup organic pomegranate molasses ¼ cup coconut oil 2 Tbs. lime juice To make Glaze In a small saucepan, combine the coconut oil, rum, molasses and lime juice. Cook over med. heat, until combined, and flavors are blended To Grill Fruit Brush fruit with oil and spray grill rack. Lay cut side down in grilling rack, and cook over fire for 2 minutes. Flip fruit, brush with glaze, and cook 1 minute longer.

iEat Green with Bhavani
iEat Green - 06.09.22 - Dr. William Li

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 9, 2022 58:50


Bio: William W. Li, MD, is an internationally renowned physician, scientist and author of the New York Times bestseller “Eat to Beat Disease: The New Science of How Your Body Can Heal Itself.” His groundbreaking work has led to the development of more than 30 new medical treatments and impacts care for more than 70 diseases including cancer, diabetes, blindness, heart disease and obesity. His TED Talk, “Can We Eat to Starve Cancer?” has garnered more than 11 million views. Dr. Li has appeared on Good Morning America, CNN, CNBC and the Dr. Oz Show, and he has been featured in USA Today, Time Magazine, The Atlantic and O Magazine. He is president and medical director of the Angiogenesis Foundation and is leading research into COVID-19.  ABOUT “EAT TO BEAT DISEASE”: Eat your way to better health with this New York Times bestseller on food's ability to help the body heal itself from cancer, dementia, and dozens of other avoidable diseases.  Forget everything you think you know about your body and food, and discover the new science of how the body heals itself. Learn how to identify the strategies and dosages for using food to transform your resilience and health in Eat to Beat Disease. We have radically underestimated our body's power to transform and restore our health. Pioneering physician scientist, Dr. William Li, empowers readers by showing them the evidence behind over 200 health-boosting foods that can starve cancer, reduce your risk of dementia, and beat dozens of avoidable diseases. Eat to Beat Disease isn't about what foods to avoid, but rather is a life-changing guide to the hundreds of healing foods to add to your meals that support the body's defense systems. The book's plan shows you how to integrate the foods you already love into any diet or health plan to activate your body's health defense systems-Angiogenesis, Regeneration, Microbiome, DNA Protection, and Immunity-to fight cancer, diabetes, cardiovascular, neurodegenerative autoimmune diseases, and other debilitating conditions.  https://drwilliamli.com/book-li/ ABOUT THE MASTERCLASS: Join world renowned scientist, physician, and New York Times bestselling author Dr. William Li as he shares his wealth of knowledge and research that has impacted more than 50 million lives. Dr. Li is a true pioneer in food as medicine and has discovered more than two hundred foods that activate the body's hardwired health defense systems: angiogenesis, regeneration, microbiome, DNA protection, and immunity. During this sixty minute free masterclass Dr. Li will break down each of the health defense systems to help you understand the basis of how they function and then share specific foods that you can use to activate each one. These are the same foods that Dr. Li has studied in detail to understand their abilities to combat and prevent things like cancer, cardiovascular disease.  https://drwilliamli.com/masterclass/ Miso Salad Dressing Makes enough for 2 salads Ingredients 2 Tbs. Miso 2 Tbs. Orange Juice 1 Tbs. minced ginger ½ t. minced garlic 1-½ Tbs. Rice Vinegar 1 t. tamari 1 Tbs. safflower oil 1 t. maple syrup 1 t. sesame oil 2 Tbs. Tahini 1 Tbs. Lemon Juice Add all ingredients into Mini Food Processor and process until smooth.

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iEat Green - 06.02.22 - Jaclyn Rutigliano

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 7, 2022 52:02


Jaclyn Rutigliano Hometown Flower Company Jaclyn Rutigliano is the founder and CEO of Hometown Flower Collective, a Long Island-based sustainable floral design studio and pop-up flower truck. After 15+ years working as a publicist and branding/marketing expert, working with start-ups, non-profits, travel companies, and more, she started designing flowers as a form of stress relief, giving her a way to reconnect with nature and have a method of creative expression. It was then that she realized she had inherited the “floral gene, following in the footsteps of her parents and grandparents as a third generation florist. Having previously worked with the slow fashion movement, she applied her learnings about ethical and sustainable sourcing and responsible business and became committed to launching a sustainable floral design studio, exclusively working with locally-grown flowers. She launched Hometown Flower Co. alongside her husband, Marc Iervolino, on Mother's Day 2019, the biggest day of the year for flowers, with a commitment to changing the status quo of our expectations for and relationship with flowers.   Watermelon, Mint, and Cashew Chevre Salad 1 medium seedless watermelon, cut into 1” cubes 1/3 cup white balsamic vinegar Juice of ½ a lemon 2 Tbs olive oil salt and pepper 2 packages of Miyoko's Creamery Herbs de Provence Cashew Cheese, cut into small cubes ½ red onion, chopped 1 medium bunch of mint, chopped Directions 1. Cut up the watermelon into 1” cubes. Drain in colander for ½ hour with a bowl underneath (this way, you can drink the juice!) 2. Whisk together the white balsamic vinegar, olive oil, and lemon juice in a bowl. 3. Mix the watermelon, cashew cheese, onion, and mint in a large bowl. Chill in refrigerator. 4. Drizzle with dressing, sprinkle with salt and pepper to taste, and toss right before serving.

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iEat Green - 05.26.22 - Richard L. Anderson

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later May 26, 2022 58:44


Bio: Richard L. Anderson – For over 40 years, Rick Anderson has been a successful, marketing communications and public relations strategist to a wide range of public and private companies, government agencies and nonprofits. He was the co-director of the financial services practice at Fleishman-Hillard and co-founder of the Global Consulting Group, now a part of Nasdaq. Rick began his career with Textron and later served as Ombudsman and Assistant Secretary of Economic Affairs for the Commonwealth of Massachusetts under two governors. Rick has been a BloomAgain board member since inception in 2014 and currently serves as the nonprofit's chief marketing officer. Sautéed Mushrooms with Onions and Sherry 2 onions, cut into slivers 6 cups sliced mushrooms, any assortment will work ¼ cup olive oil 1/3 cup Sherry wine 1 Tbs. minced garlic, Tamari to taste Fresh chopped parsley Trim off stems of mushrooms and slice. Heat oil in bottom of wok and add onions. Cook on medium heat until the onions begin to soften. Add the mushrooms and cook for a few minutes until the mushrooms begin to wilt. Add the garlic and cook a few more minutes until the mushrooms are soft. Add the sherry wine and cook until all of the liquid is absorbed. Splash the mushrooms with some Tamari and cook until the Tamari glazes and caramelizes the mushrooms. Garnish with chopped parsley  

Inspire Healthy Harmony.....  Health Transformation, Functional Medicine, Mindset Coaching for Women

WARNING - I'm warning you! What I'm laying out in the podcast may make you angry. There may be parts that you don't agree with. And there is a chance that it will get censored. Yep, I'm unloading about the health care system, big pharma, big food and the diet and weight loss industry. I'm not holding back! However, it is important that I put this out there and help to open your eyes. 78% of Women are overmedicated. It's not Health Care, let's call it what it is. It's sick care, they profit when you are sick. Are you curious about how to stay out of the broken, sick care system and get free health care? Keep listening, that's what I'm chatting about today on Healthy Harmony. We are facing a very broken and I'm going to say it, very corrupt, health care system. It is highly commercialized system and decisions are made based on money. Not on your health. The sick care system is about profit. They benefit and make loads of money off of SICK people. Did you know that as of November 2021, the value of big pharma was around 2.8 trillion dollars? They aren't concerned with your health, it's just about the money honey! I'm going to say something, and I have a feeling that some of you may just roll your eyes. If you want to get FREE health care, you must get better at self-care. It's imperative and my friend it's time. And I'm not talking about self-care like getting a pedicure or going to see a movie. I'm talking about realistic, sustainable daily habits of self-care that enable you to take control of your entire health. I'm outlining all the FREE things that you can do for your health so you can stay out of the very broken, very corrupt, health care (excuse me, sick care) system! As promised, here is a list of the previous podcasts that you may want to go back and listen to... Doctors experienced with Traditional Medicine and their journey into Functional Medicine Health Care or Sick Care? An Insider's Perspective with Dr. Amy Beard https://www.inspirehealthyharmony.com/health-or-sick-care.html#/ Broken Health Care with Dr. Carol Villaneuva https://www.inspirehealthyharmony.com/broken-healthcare.html#/ Ditch the Toxins, Lose Weight and Overcome the Overwhelm with Dr. Wendie Trubow https://www.inspirehealthyharmony.com/ditch-the-toxins.html#/ Part 1: Solving the Mystery of Low Libido and Adrenal Fatigue with Dr. Renee Wellenstein https://www.inspirehealthyharmony.com/libido-and-adrenal-fatigue-1.html#/ Exposing the Food Industry Part 2: What the Heck do I Eat? Exposing Food Industry's Lies https://www.inspirehealthyharmony.com/exposing-the-food-industry.html#/ Before you go, I just want to say thanks again for listening and leaving those ratings and reviews. I've shared with you that podcasting is so different and a little lonesome. It's just me and the microphone. (I banished the cats and dogs from my recording space, lol) So I love to hear from you! What you like and what you want to hear more of. Keep those reviews coming! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/inspirehealthyharmony/message

Healthy Mompreneurs Get Wealthy
Episode #41: The Intuitive Eating Series: How to deal with distracting thoughts?

Healthy Mompreneurs Get Wealthy

Play Episode Listen Later May 13, 2022 11:25


Life is busy and that never ending to-do list can make it hard to focus on eating. In today's episode, I'll walk you through a simple practice to move past distracted thoughts and refocus on the act of intuitively eating. And if you've ever wondered how many bites it really takes to get the full satisfaction from a food- I'll be answering this as well. If you haven't already done the iEat scripted activity, pause this, go back and listen to episode 40#.

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iEat Green - 05.12.22 - Andrianna Natsoulas

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later May 12, 2022 59:09


Bio: Andrianna Natsoulas is the Campaign Director for the non-profit organization, Don't Cage Our Oceans. Prior to joining Don't Cage Our Oceans, Andrianna was the Executive Director for NOFA-NY, (Northeast Organic Farming Association of New York.) She has created and implemented comprehensive programs at several other organizations, including Greenpeace, Food & Water Watch, and the Northwest Atlantic Marine Alliance (now North American Marine Alliance) Andrianna has coordinated with the global food sovereignty movements and has served on national and international boards and steering committees. Her work inspired the interviews of over 80 farmers and fisherman, which she compiled into the book,"Food Voices: Stories of the People Who Feed Us." Through that work, she excels at alliance building and networking across cultures and backgrounds. Andrianna also has broad range of executive level experience from fundraising to budgeting to management to human resources. Andrianna received her bachelor's of science degree from SUNY College of Environmental Science and Forestry in Syracuse, New York and her master's of science degree from the University of Warwick in Coventry, England. She lives in New York's beautiful Hudson Valley.   Tagine with Butter Beans, Broccoli Raab and Cherry Tomatoes Serves 4 people  4 tbsp olive oil 1 large onion, roughly chopped 2 Tbs. Minced garlic 1 Tbs minced ginger 1 t. thyme 1 t. coriander 1 t. ground cinnamon ½ t. saffron threads, soaked in ½ cup boiling water 1 tsp cumin ¼ t. salt ¼ t. red pepper flakes 1 t. Ras Harout Spice Blend 1 bunch broccoli Raab, chopped 1 can chickpeas 1 can Trader Joe's Giant Baked Beans in Tomato Sauce 15 kalamata olives- halved 15 cherry tomatoes- Halved 2 Tbs. toasted pine nuts 1 lemon, juiced a handful fresh chopped parsley In a Tagine: 1. Heat olive oil in bottom of Tagine and sauté the onion for a few minutes until it softens. 2. Add garlic, ginger and the spices. 3. Add the broccoli raab and let that cook down a bit. 4. Add the giant beans, chickpeas, tomatoes and olives. 5. Add the saffron with the soaking water. Bring the stew to a boil, then lower the heat to a simmer and put the Tagine cone top on. 6. Let cook for 5 minutes, allowing all of the flavors to meld. 7. Remove the lid to stir once or twice, and then return the lid. 8. Add the pine nuts, the fresh chopped parsley and squeeze the juice of one lemon into the dish. 9. Garnish with fresh parsley Serve with: Brown Rice or Couscous

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iEat Green - 05.05.22 - Carla Kaya Perez-Gallardo

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later May 5, 2022 59:51


Bio: Raised by three Ecuadorian women in Queens, New York, Carla Kaya Perez-Gallardo [she/they] was born into a home with a kitchen that was always busy. In seventh grade, they started Saborines, a pie company named after her grandmother. After graduating from Bard College with a degree in studio arts, they found a place for herself cooking and managing kitchens. Following a brief pause from cooking and a strained attempt to navigate the traditional art world, in 2016 she became co-founder of Lil' Deb's Oasis and is now chef-owner & creative director of the James-Beard nominated restaurant and community hub in Hudson, NY.   Vegan, GF Artichoke-Spinach Lasagna Preheat oven to 375° Ingredients • ¼ cup olive oil • 2 onions, diced • 3 (12-ounce) jars artichoke hearts, coarsely chopped and well drained • 1 lb. package frozen chopped spinach • ½ cup white wine • 1- 8oz package of baby bella mushrooms, sliced • 3 Tbs. minced garlic •  Salt and black pepper • 2 Tbs. nutritional yeast • 2 cans cannelloni beans • 2 Tbs. white miso • 3 cups cashews, soaked for 2 hours in water • ½ t. nutmeg powder • 2- 9oz. boxes GF lasagna noodles • 1 lb tofu, drained • 1 cup vegan mozzarella cheese (4 ounces) • fresh chopped parsley PREPARATION • Heat the oven to 375 degrees. Boil a kettle of water (an electric kettle works great here). • Meanwhile, sauté the onions in the olive oil until translucent. Add the mushrooms and 2 Tbs. of minced garlic. Add the wine and continue cooking for five minutes. Add the artichoke hearts and cook another 10 minutes. Add the spinach and continue cooking. • Pour boiling water over the lasagna noodles and let sit for 15 minutes while you prepare the filling. • While the artichokes are cooking, puree the beans in a food processor. Add the tofu, nutritional yeast, and miso and continue processing until smooth. Add bean mixture to the pot with the artichokes and mix well. Season with salt and pepper. • Make the béchamel sauce; Drain the cashews and put into food processor. Pulse cashews with 2 cups of water. Add the remaining Tbs. of minced garlic, 1 Tbs. Tarragon, the nutmeg, and generously season with salt, pepper. • Assemble the lasagna: Spray a large lasagna pan with olive oil. Put a thin layer of the cashew béchamel sauce down on bottom of pan. Put down a single layer of lasagna noodles, letting the ends rise up the edges of the pan. Spread half of the artichoke mixture evenly over the noodles. Lay down another layer of lasagna noodles. Spread the remaining bean filling over the noodles. Put down another layer of noodles and cover with the entire casserole with the remaining cashew béchamel sauce. Evenly sprinkle the vegan mozzarella on top. • Bake the lasagna until the sauce is bubbling at the edges (especially in the corners of the pan), and the mozzarella and the exposed ends of the noodles are golden brown and crispy, Let cool for at least 10 minutes before slicing. Garnish with fresh chopped parsley.

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iEat Green - 04.28.22 - Chef AJ

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 28, 2022 50:18


Chef AJ has been devoted to a plant-exclusive diet for nearly 45 years. She was the host of the television series Healthy Living with CHEF AJ which aired on Foody TV. A chef, culinary instructor and professional speaker, she is the author of three bestselling books,The Secrets to Ultimate Weight Loss:  A Revolutionary Approach to Conquer Cravings, Overcome Food Addiction and Lose Weight Without Going Hungry, Own Your Health and The 10th Anniversary Edition of Unprocessed, all which have received glowing endorsement by many luminaries in the plant based movement.   Chef AJ was the Executive Pastry Chef at Santé Restaurant in Los Angeles where she was famous for her sugar, oil, salt and gluten free desserts which use the fruit, the whole fruit and nothing but the whole fruit. She broadcasts CHEF AJ LIVE! on YouTube, Facebook, and Twitter daily.  She is the creator of the Ultimate Weight Loss Program, which has helped hundreds of people achieve the health and the body that they deserve and is proud to say that her IQ is higher than her cholesterol.  In 2018 she was inducted into the Vegetarian Hall of Fame.   Kale and Napa Cabbage Salad with Carrots and Cranberries, served with a Japanese Dressing Ingredients; 6 cups kale leaves, chopped 12 cups Napa Cabbage leaves, cut into thin slivers 2 cups grated carrots, about 6 large carrots 2 cup dried cranberries 3 Tbs. Olive oil ¼ t. salt Japanese Dressing 1 stalk celery 1 Onion Juice of ½ lemon Juice of ½ orange 1“ piece of ginger white pepper (touch) ½ cup. Brown Rice Vinegar ½ cup tamari 1 ¼ cup canola oil 4 Tbs Ketchup Directions 1. Rinse and dry kale greens, chop or tear it up and place it in a roomy bowl. 2. Toss the kale with 3 Tbs. olive oil and ¼ t. salt, and massage the kale leaves between your fingers for 5 minutes, until the fibers break down and the kale gets soft. 3. Add the cabbage, carrots and cranberries 4. Using a blender, make the Japanese Salad Dressing 5. Toss salad with dressing and serve

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iEat Green - 04.21.22 - Zahra Tangorra

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 21, 2022 58:22


Bio: Zahra Tangorra is a Chef/ Culinary Consultant, Business Owner, Podcaster and Writer living and working in Brooklyn, New York. Her latest food project is   Zaza Lazagna, launched in Winter 2021. Zahra and long time friend and coworker and Ryan Crossman partnered in creating ZAZA, and took their love of Italian American food and gracious hospitality, and adapted it into a heat and eat at home popup. ZAZA has been featured in a variety of publications including:The New Yorker, The Infatuation, Eater NY, Busboy and Brooklyn Magazine. Zahra  hosts two podcasts on Heritage Radio Network, “Life's a Banquet”, and “Processing”. Zahra has written for various publications including “Lenny Letter”, “DVeight Magazine”, and Dana Cowin's upcoming “Speaking Broadly” zine. Beet Green and Leek Paté Ingredients 1 bunch beet tops 2 Leeks, tops removed, diced 2 stalks celery, diced 1 cup cilantro ½ cup parsley 1 cup walnuts 2 teaspoons minced garlic ½ t. salt ¼ t. cayenne pepper 1 t. cumin 2 t. Khmeli Suneli (Georgian Spice) 1 t. Tamari 1 Tbs Nutritional Yeast 3 Tbs. olive oil 1. Steam beet tops above 1” of water for 5 minutes. Let cool. 2. Squeeze out all water from beet tops. 3. Sauté leeks and celery in 1 Tbs. olive oil until soft. Add 1 Tbs. of water at a time if leeks and celery are sticking to pan. 4. Toast the walnuts for a few minutes in a heavy cast iron pan to bring out the flavor. 5. Puree beet tops in food processor. Add sautéed leeks and celery. Add toasted walnuts. 6. Add parsley and cilantro, along with all spices. Pulsate until fully blended and a smooth puree remains. 7. Dizzle in remaining 2 Tbs. of olive oil slowly, while food processor is running. 8. Adjust spices to taste. 9. Serve with crudités or crackers

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iEat Green - 04.14.22 - Marie Burcham, JD,

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 14, 2022 60:28


Marie Burcham, JD, lives in the Pacific Northwest where they actively garden and work to improve the soil wherever they are. Their educational background is in Animal Science and English from the University of California, Davis and they also have law degree from Lewis and Clark Law School. After completing law school and passing the Oregon Bar exam, they practiced in animal and agricultural law for a few years before joining Cornucopia's policy team. Now Cornucopia's policy director, Marie is particularly passionate about conservation agricultural, farm ecology, and animal welfare. Marie leads Cornucopia's regulatory advocacy work and Marie champions authentic organic agriculture in their research, writing, education, and direct advocacy. Vegan Curried Egg Salad Ingredients  1 can Eden Garbanzo Beans ¼ cake extra firm tofu ¼ cup diced celery ¼ cup grated carrots 1 Tbsp. dill 5 Tbsp. vegan mayo 1 t. curry powder ¾ t. black sal Directions 1. Drain the garbanzo beans. Pulse the garbanzo beans in a food processor until they are chopped, but not pureed. You want them to be chunky. Place in a mixing bowl. 2. Press the ¼ cake of tofu between a dish towel to remove excess water, and then crumble into bowl with garbanzo beans. 3. Add the celery, carrots and dill. 4. Mix in the mayo, and add the curry powder and salt. 5. Taste and adjust seasoning to your liking. 6. Garnish on a plate with lettuce, tomato and cucumbers, or make into a sandwich on some delicious whole wheat sourdough bread, with mayo, lettuce and tomatoes.

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iEat Green - 04.07.22 - Sean Barrett

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 7, 2022 58:20


Sean Barrett has built a long career creating ocean-centric small businesses and establishing new models for the utilization of marine resources in North and Central America. He is the founder of Dock to Dish™️, an expansive network of small-scale community-based fishery programs, as well as The Montauk Seaweed Supply Company™️. Sean is currently pioneering a “sea to soil” movement to revive an ancient symbiotic relationship between regional gardens and farmlands and our local oceans through the cultivation of macroalgae, such as sugar kelp, which is converted into a variety of fertilizer and livestock feed products.  He serves as an appointed member on the Marine Resources Advisory Council at the New York State Department of Environmental Conservation, on the Executive Board at the Northeast Organic Farming Association of New York, as advisor to the federal Mid-Atlantic Fishery Management Council and has been named Person of the Year by the United Restaurant and Tavern Owners Association of New York State.   Linguine al Limone with Cashew Crema 4-6 Servings Ingredients- 2 Lemons- Zest and Juice 1 lb Organic Linguine (or other GF Pasta) Kosher Salt 1 cup cashews, soaked for 1 hour 1-2 Tbs. Truffle Oil (optional) 3 Tbs. Olive Oil 1 cup frozen petite peas- run under warm water to defrost. 2 Tbs. Nutritional Yeast ¼ cup fresh chopped parsley, plus 1 Tbs. 2 cups pasta water Salt and Pepper Preparation 1- Using a vegetable peeler, remove three 2"-long strips of lemon zest. Thinly slice each strip lengthwise into thin strands; set aside for serving. Grate the rest of the zest and put into small bowl. Cut lemons in half and juice. You need 1/3 cup of lemon juice (you can add more lemon juice at the end of recipe if desired). Put in small bowl and set aside. 2- Cook pasta in large pot of boiling water with plenty of salt. (Add enough salt to water to taste like the sea.) Cook until al dente, don't over cook because pasta will finish cooking in the sauce. 3- Meanwhile, drain the cashews. Put into mini food processor or blender, add 1 cup of water, and puree until very smooth and creamy. 4- Using a large pot, sauté the lemon zest in 3 Tbs. of olive oil for 1 minute. Add the cashew crema and 1 cup of pasta water to the pot, and mix well. Cook over medium heat, whisking often, for about 2 minutes. Lower heat and add another cup of pasta water. 5- Using tongs, transfer linguine to the pot with sauce . Toss well. Add the nutritional yeast, the peas, the chopped parsley, and the reserved lemon juice. Toss again, being careful not to squish the peas. If sauce is too thick, add more pasta water, 1 Tbs at a time, until desired consistency is reached. (Cream sauces thicken as they cool, so save some of the pasta water to add if needed) 6- Season with salt and pepper. 7- Transfer pasta to large pasta bowl. Drizzle with truffle oil. Add reserved lemon zest strips and garnish with chopped parsley.

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iEat Green - 03.31.22 - Mandana Boushee

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 31, 2022 59:52


Mandana is an Iranian-American community herbalist, storyteller, land tender, and a joyous member of the mycelial network of liberatory thinkers. She is a co-founder and educator at Wild Gather School of Herbal Studies, where for the past 8 years she's had the deep pleasure of sharing her love and experiences in plant medicine and community care. Mandana finds her north star by supporting her community's journey back to the land and empowering others in their reconnection and remembering of ancestral knowledge and technologies. Through her shared wisdom and initiatives in the Mahicantuck (Hudson) Valley, she works to offer her community access to equitable care, plant medicine, and herbal education.   Roasted Farro with Leeks, Mushrooms and Spinach Preheat oven to 400° • 4 Tbsp EV Olive Oil • 3 leeks, dark green part removed, slice down center, wash well and chop • 1 cup chopped Onions • 3 cups Sliced Shiitake Mushrooms • 2 cups sliced baby Bella Mushrooms • 2 cups Farro • 1/4 cup Tamari • 4 cups Vegetable Stock • 1 cup sliced sundried tomatoes in oil • 1 lb fresh baby spinach • ¼ cup chopped Italian Parsley

Healthy Mompreneurs Get Wealthy
Episode #39: The Intuitive Eating Series: The Importance of Eating Slowly and Mindfully

Healthy Mompreneurs Get Wealthy

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 29, 2022 11:09


In this short episode, I'm walking you through the iEAT Scripted Activity. This is a guided eating activity to help cultivate your awareness and experience of the many sensory nuances of eating, which will ultimately contribute to your satisfaction in eating. Once you've completed this exercise, I would encourage you to take a few moments and journal on the experience and perhaps plan your next iEAT activity. As usual all the information that I am sharing comes from the Intuitive Eating workbook: https://cathyrichardsrd.com/product/the-intuitive-eating-workbook-by-evelyn-tribole-elyse-resch/

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iEat Green - 03.24.22 - Liz Carlisle

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 24, 2022 58:58


Liz Carlisle is an Assistant Professor in the Environmental Studies Program at UC Santa Barbara, where she teaches courses on food and farming. Born and raised in Montana, she got hooked on agriculture while working as an aide to organic farmer and U.S. Senator Jon Tester, which led to a decade of research and writing collaborations with farmers in her home state. She has written three books about regenerative farming and agroecology: Lentil Underground (2015), Grain by Grain (2019, with co- author Bob Quinn), and most recently, Healing Grounds: Climate, Justice, and the Deep Roots of Regenerative Farming (2022). Prior to her career as a writer and academic, she spent several years touring rural America as a country singer. Asian Stir Fry with Tofu and Peanuts Preheat oven to 350° 1 block of extra-firm tofu cut into cubes, and dried between 2 dish towels oil spray 1 onion, cut in half, then sliced into slivers 2 carrots, cut 2 Japanese Eggplants, cut 3 Tbs grated ginger 2 Tbs minced garlic 1 stalk celery, diced 1 small head broccoli raab 2 cups Napa Cabbage 2 cups Bok Choy 1 red pepper, diced Olive oil 4 Tbs. Tamari (to taste) 2 Tbs. Aji Mirin cooking wine 2 Tbs. dark sesame oil 1 t. hot sesame oil or red pepper flakes (optional) 1 cup lightly salted peanuts ¼ cup chopped cilantro, optional 1. In a wok or saucepan, set up a steamer and steam the eggplant and carrots, just until soft. 2. Meanwhile, prepare a cookie sheet with parchment paper and spray with oil. Toss the tofu cubes with 1 Tbs. minced garlic and 1 Tbs. grated ginger, and lay out onto cookie sheet. Bake until golden brown, turning as needed, about 10-15 minutes. Splash with 2 Tbs. of Tamari and 2 Tbs. of Mirin and return to oven for 5 more minutes. Remove from oven and set aside. 3. Meanwhile, lightly cover the bottom of wok with oil. When oil is hot, add the onions, and cook for a few minutes, then add the celery and red pepper. 4. Add the remaining garlic and ginger. Along with the broccoli raab, continue cooking at med. high heat, stirring constantly for 5 minutes. 5. Add the Napa cabbage and boy choy. . Add a little water if needed to prevent sticking. Cook for a few minutes more, then add the Tofu, steamed carrots, and eggplant, the 2 Tbs. Aji Mirin, dark sesame oil and Tamari. 6. Add the peanuts and optional cilantro Serve with Brown Rice or Udon Noodles

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iEat Green - 03.17.22 - Dana Ellis Hunnes

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 17, 2022 59:07


Dana Ellis Hunnes is an Adjunct Assistant Professor with the UCLA Fielding School of Public Health, a Senior Dietitian at the Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center, and author of Recipe For Survival: What You Can Do to Live a Healthier and More Environmentally Friendly Life with Cambridge University Press (2022). She earned her BS in nutrition and human biology from Cornell University, her Masters of Public Health (MPH) and PhD in Public Health from the UCLA Fielding School of Public Health at UCLA where she  teaches courses on nutrition, chronic disease, and the environment. Her research examines the relationships among climate change, food choices, and food security. She also looks at how these relationships affect our health, as well as the health of the planet and its oceans. She is frequently cited in popular media: she has been interviewed on NBC Nightly News, WBAI radio, Huffington Post, Self Magazine, Associated Press, US Health and News Report, the Los Angeles Times, and other news and media outlets. Seeded Whole Grain Soda Bread- Vegan Makes 1- 8” Round Loaf- Ingredients ¼ cup org. millet or brown rice ¼ cup org. quinoa 2 Tbsp, amaranth 1-cup org. rolled oats, plus ¼ cup 1-can coconut milk 1-cup milk alternative (I used oat milk) 2 Tbsp.+1-½ t. Apple Cider Vinegar 1 Tbsp. vegetable oil, 3 cups org. whole wheat flour 1 cup org. all-purpose flour 2 Tbsp. ground flaxseed 1-Tbsp. kosher salt 2 teaspoons baking soda 1/4 cup sunflower seeds, plus ¼ cup 4 Tbsp. coconut oil 3 Tbsp.brown rice syrup 1. Empty the can of coconut milk into a 4 cup Pyrex measuring cup. Using an immersion blender or mixer, blend the coconut milk until the fat and milk are combined. Add the milk alternative and apple cider vinegar. Sit the Pyrex cup in a warm place and let the milk rest for 10 minutes until it begins to curdle. 2. Meanwhile, in a medium size saucepan, mix the millet or brown rice, quinoa, amaranth, and 1 cup oats, with ½ cup of water. Let sit for 10 minutes. Add 1 cup of the coconut milk mixture. Simmer the grains for 10 minutes. Remove from heat and let sit for 2 hours to cool 3. Preheat oven to 350°F. - Grease an 8" diameter cast-iron skillet. 4. In a large bowl, mix the whole wheat flour, all-purpose flour, flaxseed, salt, baking soda, and ¼ cup sunflower seeds. Add the coconut oil, and using your fingers, break up the oil into small pea size pieces. 5. Add the brown rice syrup, the 1 Tbsp. of oil, and another 1 ¼ cups of the coconut milk mixture to the sauce pan of grains. Mix well. Add the wet ingredients to the dry ingredients. Using a wooden spoon, mix the dough until all of the dry ingredients are incorporated, and you have a smooth ball of dough. It will still be a little sticky. 6. Place dough into cast iron pan. Brush with remaining coconut milk mixture and top with the oats and sunflower seeds. Cut a large X into the top (don't go too deep) and bake until golden brown and an instant-read thermometer inserted into the center of loaf registers 190°F, 55–70 minutes. Let cool in pan.

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iEat Green - 03.10.22 - Brett and Lena Coleman

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 10, 2022 59:26


Brett Coleman, along with his wife, Lena, are the founders of Agrihood Living, a website devoted to communities centered around the farm to table lifestyle. Brett graduated with a degree in Communications, and entered the fitness industry, which eventually led him to the world of healthy cooking shows. Lena's background is in the motion picture industry, where she worked as a well-known stunt woman for several years.  For the last fifteen years, Brett and Lena have enjoyed working as product reps for the Kitchen Craft Cookware company. This position allows them the opportunity to share their passion for healthy lifestyle choices with people from all walks of life.  About four years ago, after watching a CBS special on Serenbe, a Agrihood Community outside of Atlanta, GA., Brett's curiosity was sparked to explore alternative communities in which to raise his family. Since then, Brett and Lena have traveled the country exploring the farm to table lifestyle, and blog about their exciting journey on  AgrihoodLiving.com   Scrambled Tofu with Vegetables Serves 4 1 large onion, chopped 2 small potatoes, cut into quarters 1 t. minced garlic 1 carrot 1 parsnip 1 ½ cup broccoli florets ½ red pepper, chopped 1 zucchini, diced ½ block of extra firm tofu, pressed between a towel to remove water olive oil ½ t. turmeric ½ Tbs. Tamari salt and pepper to taste 1 Tbs. chopped dill 2 Tbs. chopped parsley Procedure 1. In small pot, boil potatoes for 7 minute, until soft, but firm. Drain 2. Meanwhile, in a large skillet, sauté onion, carrots and parsnips in olive oil until soft, approx. 10 minutes, stirring constantly, to prevent burning. 3. Add red pepper, zucchini, broccoli, and garlic, and continue cooking for 3 more minutes. 4. Cut up the potatoes into smaller pieces, and add to the rest of the vegetables. 5. Crumble tofu into sauté pan with the vegetables. Add the turmeric, tamari, Salt and pepper, and cook for 5 minutes. Taste and adjust S & P 6. Add parsley

iEat Green with Bhavani
iEat Green - 03.03.22 - Amy Klein

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 3, 2022 58:37


Amy Klein has more than 35 years of professional experience in non-profit management, strategic planning, program development, fundraising and financial oversight. As Chief Executive Officer at Capital Roots, she spearheads the 45+ year-old non-profit's mission to nourish healthy communities by providing access to fresh food and green spaces for all. Since joining Capital Roots in 1996, she has launched ten new programs that increase access to fresh, affordable food in our region's underserved neighborhoods and expanded the non-profit's geographical reach to include four counties. She currently oversees 32 staff members who work to implement the various programs that have been created under her leadership, including the nationally recognized Veggie Mobile®.   Vegan Cream of Mushroom Leek Soup Makes 16 cups- Serves 8 ¼ cup olive oil 4 cups sliced shiitake mushrooms 2 cups sliced Baby Bella 3 cups dried mushrooms & soaking water 1 Onion, chopped 2 Leeks- chopped 2 shallots, chopped 2 carrots, chopped 1 celery, chopped 2 TBS. minced garlic 1 TBS. Herbs de Provence 1 TBS fresh tarragon, chopped ½ cup white miso 1 cup coconut milk 1 t. salt + ½ t. white pepper 1 cup cashews, soaked for 2 hours 4 cups vegetable stock 4 cups water 1 cup Port wine, plus ¼ cup Port wine 1 Tbs. Tamari Fresh chopped parsley for garnish 1. Put the 1 cup of cashews into a Pyrex measuring cup and pour boiling water over the cashews to cover. Let sit for 1 hour. 2. Put the 3 cups of dried mushrooms into a 4 cup Pyrex measuring cup and cover with boiling water. Cover with plastic wrap or plate, and let sit for 30 minutes. 3. In a large stockpot, sauté the Leeks, shallots, carrots, celery, and onions with the 1 TBS. minced garlic. Cook for 15 minutes until soft. 4. Pour the soaked mushrooms into a strainer over a container in order to reserve the soaking liquid. Chop the dried mushrooms and add to the pot, with the other vegetables. 5. Sauté for 10 minutes, adding a little of the mushroom liquid at a time to prevent from sticking to bottom of pot. Add the tarragon and Herbs de Provence, salt and white pepper. Let cook for 10 minutes. 6. Meanwhile, in a heavy sauté pan, sauté the mushrooms in a little olive oil with 1 TBS. minced garlic. When soft, add ¼ cup Port wine and 1 TBS. Tamari. Cook for a few more minutes until all the liquid is absorbed. Set aside. 7. Remove stockpot from heat and with an immersion blender, puree the vegetables. Add the white miso and coconut milk and blend some more. 8. Drain the cashews. In a mini blender, puree the cashews with 1 cup of water until smooth. Add to soup. 9. Return soup to stove and add the vegetable stock and water. Mix well. Heat to just under a boil. Adjust salt and pepper to taste. 10. Ladle soup into bowls and garnish with sautéed mushrooms and chopped parsley

iEat Green with Bhavani
iEat Green - 02.24.22 - Michelle Lynn Hughes

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 24, 2022 57:17


Bio: Michelle Lynn Hughes is Associate Director of Regional Food Programs at the Glynwood Center in Cold Spring, NY. This role allows Michelle to use her passion for connecting diverse people with varied experiences to create a more just and resilient food system in the Hudson Valley. At Glynwood, Michelle co-manages the Food Sovereignty Fund, and leads the CSA is a SNAP and Regional Food for Health programs. Previously, Michelle was the Co-Director and Head Buyer for Rolling Grocer 19, a nonprofit grocery store that uses a tiered pricing system to fight food insecurity. Prior to that, she was the Director of Investments and Partnerships for the National Young Farmers Coalition, and for 10 years directed a program at GrowNYC where she helped 20 immigrant families establish independent farm businesses on a combined 400 acres. Michelle and her husband also run Reclamation Herb Farm, a medicinal herb farm at their home in Germantown, NY. Michelle holds a BS in Conservation Ecology and Agroecology from Rutgers University.   Peanut Butter, Chocolate Chip Cookies Vegan Makes 44 cookies Preheat Oven to 375'- Makes 25 cookies 2 Tbs. ground flax seeds 2 Tbs apple cider vinegar 1 cup ground Rolled oats, 1 cup flour ½ cup ground walnuts ¼ cup Tapioca Flour ½ t. baking powder 1 t. baking soda 1 t. salt ¾ cup Peanut Butter ¼ cup coconut oil 1 Tbs. molasses 1-1/2 cup Maple syrup 2 t. Vanilla 1- 10-12 oz. bag Dark Choc chips Mix the flax seeds, and apple cider vinegar together in a small bowl, and set aside. Meanwhile, mix the dry ingredients together in a bowl. In a separate bowl, mix the Peanut Butter, coconut oil, molasses, vanilla and maple syrup together. Add the flax seed mixture to the wet ingredients. Mix the wet ingredients in with the dry ingredients until well blended. Stir in the chocolate chips. Drop cookies onto well greased cookie sheet and bake for 10 minutes. Turn pan, and back for another 5-10 minutes, depending on your oven and how crispy you like them. They will crispen up as they cool.

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet
Episode 27: YOU'VE GOTTA BE HUNGRY - BELIEVE IN YOUR SELF Part 4

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 21, 2022 7:23


Everybody has the right to build a business from anywhere and design a lifestyle they love. Hi, I'm Tiger Toledo, 3X Best-Selling author, and Creative Bad-Ass and I help Notary Entrepreneurs make more money. ¿ COMMON QUESTIONS ? • How do I get one of Tiger's Hip-Hop Notary Gear?: https://thenotarycashflowacademy.com/product-category/uncategorized/ • Where do I sign-up for the Entire Notary CashFlow Academy?: https://usnotarynation.teachable.com/p/usnotarynation • Where can I find the “Rise of the Smart Notary” book series?: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B088N578TR  --------------------------------------------- The Notary CashFlow Academy iXWant to Ala-Carte, The Notary Cashflow Academy check out:----------------------------------------------- Notary Agency Secrets Bundle Elite - 297https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/sdtvd    Notary Cashflow Masterclass Bundle XL - 197https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/ppvnwi    Steady Stamping Secrets for Notaries Bundle XL - 147https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/yldprl   Notary CashFlow Bundle Plus - 97 https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/pdbpev   —-----------------------------------------------Text CASHFLOW to (844) 444-4477—----------------------------------------------- FREE MASTERCLASS ⁣https://lnk.bio/tiger.toledo ⁣If you are looking to grow a successful notary business this is for you.⁣⁣I will personally show my blueprint on how I replaced my full-time corporate job as an Engineer with working part-time as a Notary Entrepreneur in my first year.⁣⁣The biggest mistake I see with notaries who want to be High-performers make is they seek advice from people who talk about it building a successful notary business but never actually built one.⁣⁣The difference between them and I is, ⁣⁣I Eat. ⁣Sleep. ⁣Breathe. ⁣and Live this Notary LIFESTYLE . ⁣⁣You won't be disappointed. ⁣FREE NOTARY MASTERCLASS https://lnk.bio/tiger.Toledo   ❤ HELP TRANSLATE THIS VIDEO ❤ ⚑ SUBSCRIBE TO MY CHANNEL ⚑If you want to do great things you need to have a great environment. Create one by subbing and watching daily. https://www.youtube.com/gullywarebrand  ツ CONNECT WITH ME ツLeave a comment on this video and it'll get a response. Or you can connect with me on different social platforms too:• Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tiger.toledo • Twitter: https://twitter.com/gullywareusa • Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/tigertoledonyc • Website: https://thenotarycashflowacademy.com  LISTEN TO THE NOTARY JUICE BAR PODCAST ANYTIME ON ;-) iHeart Radio: https://ihr.fm/3E16eYF Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3ttRLQ4 Apple Podcast: https://apple.co/3hlAO5z Audible: https://adbl.co/3tupQiS Now Streaming in India: https://gaana.com/podcast/the-notary-war-room-with-tiger-toledo-season-1 ★☆★ Tiger's AUTOMATION TOOLS ★☆★ Aweber: http://bit.ly/2fbLPawBuffer: http://bit.ly/1XXmguVCalendly: https://bit.ly/3E39bbd -----------------------------------------------------------------------------  ❤ Thank you for watching - I really appreciate it ❤ Happy Stamping, Tiger Toledohttps://usnotarynation.teachable.com/p/usnotarynation #CashFlow

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet
Episode 26: YOU'VE GOTTA BE HUNGRY - BELIEVE IN YOUR SELF Part 3

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 18, 2022 7:26


YOU'VE GOTTA BE HUNGRY - BELIEVE IN YOUR SELF Part 3Everybody has the right to build a business from anywhere and design a lifestyle they love. Hi, I'm Tiger Toledo, 3X Best-Selling author, and Creative Bad-Ass and I help Notary Entrepreneurs make more money. ¿ COMMON QUESTIONS ? • How do I get one of Tiger's Hip-Hop Notary Gear?: https://thenotarycashflowacademy.com/product-category/uncategorized/ • Where do I sign-up for the Entire Notary CashFlow Academy?: https://usnotarynation.teachable.com/p/usnotarynation • Where can I find the “Rise of the Smart Notary” book series?: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B088N578TR  --------------------------------------------- The Notary CashFlow Academy iXWant to Ala-Carte, The Notary Cashflow Academy check out:----------------------------------------------- Notary Agency Secrets Bundle Elite - 297https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/sdtvd    Notary Cashflow Masterclass Bundle XL - 197https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/ppvnwi    Steady Stamping Secrets for Notaries Bundle XL - 147https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/yldprl   Notary CashFlow Bundle Plus - 97 https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/pdbpev   —-----------------------------------------------Text CASHFLOW to (844) 444-4477—----------------------------------------------- FREE MASTERCLASS ⁣https://lnk.bio/tiger.toledo ⁣If you are looking to grow a successful notary business this is for you.⁣⁣I will personally show my blueprint on how I replaced my full-time corporate job as an Engineer with working part-time as a Notary Entrepreneur in my first year.⁣⁣The biggest mistake I see with notaries who want to be High-performers make is they seek advice from people who talk about it building a successful notary business but never actually built one.⁣⁣The difference between them and I is, ⁣⁣I Eat. ⁣Sleep. ⁣Breathe. ⁣and Live this Notary LIFESTYLE . ⁣⁣You won't be disappointed. ⁣FREE NOTARY MASTERCLASS https://lnk.bio/tiger.Toledo   ❤ HELP TRANSLATE THIS VIDEO ❤ ⚑ SUBSCRIBE TO MY CHANNEL ⚑If you want to do great things you need to have a great environment. Create one by subbing and watching daily. https://www.youtube.com/gullywarebrand  ツ CONNECT WITH ME ツLeave a comment on this video and it'll get a response. Or you can connect with me on different social platforms too:• Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tiger.toledo • Twitter: https://twitter.com/gullywareusa • Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/tigertoledonyc • Website: https://thenotarycashflowacademy.com  LISTEN TO THE NOTARY JUICE BAR PODCAST ANYTIME ON ;-) iHeart Radio: https://ihr.fm/3E16eYF Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3ttRLQ4 Apple Podcast: https://apple.co/3hlAO5z Audible: https://adbl.co/3tupQiS Now Streaming in India: https://gaana.com/podcast/the-notary-war-room-with-tiger-toledo-season-1 ★☆★ Tiger's AUTOMATION TOOLS ★☆★ Aweber: http://bit.ly/2fbLPawBuffer: http://bit.ly/1XXmguVCalendly: https://bit.ly/3E39bbd -----------------------------------------------------------------------------  ❤ Thank you for watching - I really appreciate it ❤ Happy Stamping, Tiger Toledohttps://usnotarynation.teachable.com/p/usnotarynation #CashFlow

iEat Green with Bhavani
iEat Green - 02.17.22 - Leonard Buschel

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 17, 2022 59:51


Bio: Leonard Buschel is a Philadelphia native, and a very happy Los Angeles transplant. He is California Certified Substance Abuse Counselor with years of experience working with people struggling with addiction. He attended Naropa University in Boulder, CO. Mr. Buschel is the founder of Writers In Treatment whose primary purpose is to promote ‘treatment' as the best first step solution for addiction, alcoholism and other self-destructive behaviors. Leonard is the director of the 13 year old REEL Recovery Film Festival & Symposium®, and for nine years has been the editor/publisher of the weekly Addiction/Recovery eBulletin®. He also directs and produces the annual Experience, Strength and Hope Awards® in Los Angeles. Buschel's memoir was published in 2021, HIGH: Confessions of A Cannabis Addict is about his journey from drug dealer to drug counselor. Buschel's memoir also tells of his birth and early life in Philadelphia. Three weeks after he was born his father died suddenly. Growing up fatherless played a large part in his formative and later years, possibly leading to a reliance on drugs. Leonard believes strongly in exercising the mind and continues to develop himself as counselor, psychological thinker, non-profit executive and writer. He does this through his own personal work in 12- step programs and has attended seminars by the most influential thinkers of our time: Mr. Buschel directed video interviews of many jazz greats including: Art Pepper, Mel Torme and Michel Petrucciani. He co-produced the Panasonic DVD series, Live at the Village Vanguard.  Leonard is also a regular contributor to the Betty Ford alumni newsletter. In 2016, Buschel was given the Link Award by In Recovery Magazine for promoting recovery "using film, panel discussions, and speakers to understand and encourage compassion for people living with addictive disorders." He was named a recipient of the 2015 Acker Awards for Film Curating. The California Legislature Assembly awarded Leonard Buschel their 2016 Certificate of Recognition with the following statement: On behalf of the State of California and the residents of the 46th Assembly District, it is my honor to thank you for your outstanding work in promoting recovery among filmmakers with the Annual Reel Recovery Film Festival. Your dedication is an inspiration to us all and I wish you the best success on all your future endeavors.   Crispy Tofu with Mushroom, Spinach and Cherry Tomato Tapenade Ingredients 1 cake extra firm org. tofu 3 Tbs. Corn meal 2 Tbs. Tapioca flour ¼ t. salt 1 t. Herbs de Provence olive oil spray 3Tbs Olive Oil 1 pint baby bella mushrooms 2 t. minced garlic 2 cups spinach ¼ cup Marsala wine 1 Tbs. Nutitional Yeast 1 t. fermented chili paste 2 Tbs .Tamari ½ t. salt ¼ t. pepper 1 Tbs. Truffle Balsamic Vinegar 1 Tbs. chopped parsley for garnish 1 cup cherry tomatoes Directions 1. Lay tofu on a clean dish towel. Cut it in half horizontally. Then cut it into 4 quarters, so you will have 8 squares of tofu. Lay the squares of tofu out onto a clean dry dish towel. Place another towel on top and press down, removing as much water as possible. 2. Prepare a cookie sheet lined with parchment paper, and sprayed with olive oil. 3. In a shallow bowl or pie pan, make a batter with the corn meal, tapioca flour, ¼ t. salt and Herbs de Provence. Add 3 Tbs water and mix well. 4. Dip the tofu squares into the batter on all sides and place on prepared cookie sheet. 5. Bake at 450-degree oven until the bottom is crispy and golden brown. Turn over and bake for another 10 minutes until the bottom becomes crispy and golden brown. 6. Meanwhile, while the tofu is baking, sauté the mushrooms in olive oil. When soft, add the garlic and spinach. 7. Add the Marsala wine, nutritional yeast, fermented chili paste, Tamari, salt and pepper and Truffle vinegar. Add the Cherry tomatoes, and cook down until they become soft. 8. Taste the sauce and adjust the seasonings to your taste. 9. Place golden tofu squares on plate and spoon the Mushroom, Spinach and Cherry Tomato Tapenade on top. 10. Garnish with chopped parsley

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet
Episode 24: YOU'VE GOTTA BE HUNGRY - BELIEVE IN YOUR SELF Part 2

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 17, 2022 7:26


Everybody has the right to build a business from anywhere and design a lifestyle they love. Hi, I'm Tiger Toledo, 3X Best-Selling author, and Creative Bad-Ass and I help Notary Entrepreneurs make more money. ¿ COMMON QUESTIONS ? • How do I get one of Tiger's Hip-Hop Notary Gear?: https://thenotarycashflowacademy.com/product-category/uncategorized/ • Where do I sign-up for the Entire Notary CashFlow Academy?: https://usnotarynation.teachable.com/p/usnotarynation • Where can I find the “Rise of the Smart Notary” book series?: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B088N578TR  --------------------------------------------- The Notary CashFlow Academy iXWant to Ala-Carte, The Notary Cashflow Academy check out:----------------------------------------------- Notary Agency Secrets Bundle Elite - 297https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/sdtvd    Notary Cashflow Masterclass Bundle XL - 197https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/ppvnwi    Steady Stamping Secrets for Notaries Bundle XL - 147https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/yldprl   Notary CashFlow Bundle Plus - 97 https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/pdbpev   —-----------------------------------------------Text CASHFLOW to (844) 444-4477—----------------------------------------------- FREE MASTERCLASS ⁣https://lnk.bio/tiger.toledo ⁣If you are looking to grow a successful notary business this is for you.⁣⁣I will personally show my blueprint on how I replaced my full-time corporate job as an Engineer with working part-time as a Notary Entrepreneur in my first year.⁣⁣The biggest mistake I see with notaries who want to be High-performers make is they seek advice from people who talk about it building a successful notary business but never actually built one.⁣⁣The difference between them and I is, ⁣⁣I Eat. ⁣Sleep. ⁣Breathe. ⁣and Live this Notary LIFESTYLE . ⁣⁣You won't be disappointed. ⁣FREE NOTARY MASTERCLASS https://lnk.bio/tiger.Toledo   ❤ HELP TRANSLATE THIS VIDEO ❤ ⚑ SUBSCRIBE TO MY CHANNEL ⚑If you want to do great things you need to have a great environment. Create one by subbing and watching daily. https://www.youtube.com/gullywarebrand  ツ CONNECT WITH ME ツLeave a comment on this video and it'll get a response. Or you can connect with me on different social platforms too:• Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tiger.toledo • Twitter: https://twitter.com/gullywareusa • Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/tigertoledonyc • Website: https://thenotarycashflowacademy.com  LISTEN TO THE NOTARY JUICE BAR PODCAST ANYTIME ON ;-) iHeart Radio: https://ihr.fm/3E16eYF Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3ttRLQ4 Apple Podcast: https://apple.co/3hlAO5z Audible: https://adbl.co/3tupQiS Now Streaming in India: https://gaana.com/podcast/the-notary-war-room-with-tiger-toledo-season-1 ★☆★ Tiger's AUTOMATION TOOLS ★☆★ Aweber: http://bit.ly/2fbLPawBuffer: http://bit.ly/1XXmguVCalendly: https://bit.ly/3E39bbd -----------------------------------------------------------------------------  ❤ Thank you for watching - I really appreciate it ❤ Happy Stamping, Tiger Toledohttps://usnotarynation.teachable.com/p/usnotarynation #CashFlow

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet
Episode 22: YOU'VE GOTTA BE HUNGRY - BELIEVE IN YOUR SELF Part 1

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 16, 2022 7:26


Everybody has the right to build a business from anywhere and design a lifestyle they love. Hi, I'm Tiger Toledo, 3X Best-Selling author, and Creative Bad-Ass and I help Notary Entrepreneurs make more money. ¿ COMMON QUESTIONS ? • How do I get one of Tiger's Hip-Hop Notary Gear?: https://thenotarycashflowacademy.com/product-category/uncategorized/ • Where do I sign-up for the Entire Notary CashFlow Academy?: https://usnotarynation.teachable.com/p/usnotarynation • Where can I find the “Rise of the Smart Notary” book series?: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B088N578TR  --------------------------------------------- The Notary CashFlow Academy iXWant to Ala-Carte, The Notary Cashflow Academy check out:----------------------------------------------- Notary Agency Secrets Bundle Elite - 297https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/sdtvd    Notary Cashflow Masterclass Bundle XL - 197https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/ppvnwi    Steady Stamping Secrets for Notaries Bundle XL - 147https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/yldprl   Notary CashFlow Bundle Plus - 97 https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/pdbpev   —-----------------------------------------------Text CASHFLOW to (844) 444-4477—----------------------------------------------- FREE MASTERCLASS ⁣https://lnk.bio/tiger.toledo ⁣If you are looking to grow a successful notary business this is for you.⁣⁣I will personally show my blueprint on how I replaced my full-time corporate job as an Engineer with working part-time as a Notary Entrepreneur in my first year.⁣⁣The biggest mistake I see with notaries who want to be High-performers make is they seek advice from people who talk about it building a successful notary business but never actually built one.⁣⁣The difference between them and I is, ⁣⁣I Eat. ⁣Sleep. ⁣Breathe. ⁣and Live this Notary LIFESTYLE . ⁣⁣You won't be disappointed. ⁣FREE NOTARY MASTERCLASS https://lnk.bio/tiger.Toledo   ❤ HELP TRANSLATE THIS VIDEO ❤ ⚑ SUBSCRIBE TO MY CHANNEL ⚑If you want to do great things you need to have a great environment. Create one by subbing and watching daily. https://www.youtube.com/gullywarebrand  ツ CONNECT WITH ME ツLeave a comment on this video and it'll get a response. Or you can connect with me on different social platforms too:• Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tiger.toledo • Twitter: https://twitter.com/gullywareusa • Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/tigertoledonyc • Website: https://thenotarycashflowacademy.com  LISTEN TO THE NOTARY JUICE BAR PODCAST ANYTIME ON ;-) iHeart Radio: https://ihr.fm/3E16eYF Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3ttRLQ4 Apple Podcast: https://apple.co/3hlAO5z Audible: https://adbl.co/3tupQiS Now Streaming in India: https://gaana.com/podcast/the-notary-war-room-with-tiger-toledo-season-1 ★☆★ Tiger's AUTOMATION TOOLS ★☆★ Aweber: http://bit.ly/2fbLPawBuffer: http://bit.ly/1XXmguVCalendly: https://bit.ly/3E39bbd -----------------------------------------------------------------------------  ❤ Thank you for watching - I really appreciate it ❤ Happy Stamping, Tiger Toledohttps://usnotarynation.teachable.com/p/usnotarynation #CashFlow

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet
Episode 30: YOU'VE GOTTA BE HUNGRY - BELIEVE IN YOUR SELF Part 5

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 16, 2022 7:23


Everybody has the right to build a business from anywhere and design a lifestyle they love. Hi, I'm Tiger Toledo, 3X Best-Selling author, and Creative Bad-Ass and I help Notary Entrepreneurs make more money. ¿ COMMON QUESTIONS ? • How do I get one of Tiger's Hip-Hop Notary Gear?: https://thenotarycashflowacademy.com/product-category/uncategorized/ • Where do I sign-up for the Entire Notary CashFlow Academy?: https://usnotarynation.teachable.com/p/usnotarynation • Where can I find the “Rise of the Smart Notary” book series?: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B088N578TR  --------------------------------------------- The Notary CashFlow Academy iXWant to Ala-Carte, The Notary Cashflow Academy check out:----------------------------------------------- Notary Agency Secrets Bundle Elite - 297https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/sdtvd    Notary Cashflow Masterclass Bundle XL - 197https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/ppvnwi    Steady Stamping Secrets for Notaries Bundle XL - 147https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/yldprl   Notary CashFlow Bundle Plus - 97 https://tigertoledo.gumroad.com/l/pdbpev   —-----------------------------------------------Text CASHFLOW to (844) 444-4477—----------------------------------------------- FREE MASTERCLASS ⁣https://lnk.bio/tiger.toledo ⁣If you are looking to grow a successful notary business this is for you.⁣⁣I will personally show my blueprint on how I replaced my full-time corporate job as an Engineer with working part-time as a Notary Entrepreneur in my first year.⁣⁣The biggest mistake I see with notaries who want to be High-performers make is they seek advice from people who talk about it building a successful notary business but never actually built one.⁣⁣The difference between them and I is, ⁣⁣I Eat. ⁣Sleep. ⁣Breathe. ⁣and Live this Notary LIFESTYLE . ⁣⁣You won't be disappointed. ⁣FREE NOTARY MASTERCLASS https://lnk.bio/tiger.Toledo   ❤ HELP TRANSLATE THIS VIDEO ❤ ⚑ SUBSCRIBE TO MY CHANNEL ⚑If you want to do great things you need to have a great environment. Create one by subbing and watching daily. https://www.youtube.com/gullywarebrand  ツ CONNECT WITH ME ツLeave a comment on this video and it'll get a response. Or you can connect with me on different social platforms too:• Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/tiger.toledo • Twitter: https://twitter.com/gullywareusa • Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/tigertoledonyc • Website: https://thenotarycashflowacademy.com  LISTEN TO THE NOTARY JUICE BAR PODCAST ANYTIME ON ;-) iHeart Radio: https://ihr.fm/3E16eYF Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3ttRLQ4 Apple Podcast: https://apple.co/3hlAO5z Audible: https://adbl.co/3tupQiS Now Streaming in India: https://gaana.com/podcast/the-notary-war-room-with-tiger-toledo-season-1 ★☆★ Tiger's AUTOMATION TOOLS ★☆★ Aweber: http://bit.ly/2fbLPawBuffer: http://bit.ly/1XXmguVCalendly: https://bit.ly/3E39bbd -----------------------------------------------------------------------------  ❤ Thank you for watching - I really appreciate it ❤ Happy Stamping, Tiger Toledohttps://usnotarynation.teachable.com/p/usnotarynation #CashFlow

iEat Green with Bhavani
iEat Green - 02.10.22 - Toby Adams

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 10, 2022 57:01


Mr. Adams is responsible for the site management, daily operations, programming, budgeting, long range planning, and supervision of staff and volunteers at the Edible Academy. Mr. Adams joined the Garden as a Science Education Intern at the GreenSchool in 2001. He was hired as the Coordinator of the Everett Children's Adventure Garden in 2002, and was promoted to manager of the Family Garden in 2005. He became Director of the Edible Academy in 2012. Mr. Adams was instrumental in the development of the new campus, including the design, new garden configurations, new program concepts, and staffing structures. Mr. Adams collaborated with NYBG's Professional Learning colleagues to develop and implement three teacher institutes dedicated to school gardening, and has executed several grants with local partner organizations to promote garden- education and nutrition education. Mr. Adams has presented at numerous local and national conferences dedicated to youth and garden-based education, and is involved in NYC area advisory panels focused on promoting health and wellness, garden-based education, and food education. When not involved in garden-based education at NYBG, Toby can be found watching soccer or riding a surfboard, two sports he has spent most of his life pursuing in his free time. Mr. Adams earned a B.S. in Biology from SUNY Geneseo. Hearty Black Bean Soup Ingredients; 2-1/2 cups dried Black Beans 6 cups water 2 Bay leaves 2 cloves garlic 2 onions, chopped 2 carrots, diced 1 celery stalk, diced ½ red pepper, chopped ½ yellow pepper, chopped ½ cup cilantro, chopped fine for garnish 2 t. cumin 1 t. oregano 2 t. salt 1 t. pepper 2” piece kombu _____________________________________________________________ Directions; 1. Wash and Drain beans, place in pressure cooker with 6 cups water, 2 cloves garlic, 2 Bay leaves, kombu, oregano, and cumin. Set pressure cooker for 20 min. (or in large stock pot for 2 hours or longer, until soft) 2. Meanwhile, in stock pot, sauté onions, carrots, celery and peppers in olive oil until soft. 3. When beans are done, remove bay leaves and kombu. Using an immersion blender, puree the beans until smooth. 4. Add the veggies to the beans. Add 2 t. of salt, 1 t. pepper. 5. Taste and adjust spices to your liking. Add more salt and/or cumin if desired. 6. Add approx. ½ cup cilantro. 7. When serving, garnish each bowl with chopped red onion, a little cilantro and cashew cream (recipe for cashew cream below) 8. Serve with tortilla chips. Cashew Cream Recipe- puree until smooth, ½ cup of soaked cashews with ½ cup of water and juice from ½ lime. Salt to taste, Serve as garnish on soup.

iEat Green with Bhavani
iEat Green - 02.03.22 - Sean Fitzpatrick

iEat Green with Bhavani

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 3, 2022 57:51


Bio: Sean Fitzpatrick, is the Founder and Executive Director of Real Food Share. Real Food Share is a 501(c)3 nonprofit founded on the belief that everyone deserves access to healthy food. Their mission is to transform and uplift our local food system to eliminate hunger. Sean's desire to serve, led him to kick off Real Food Share in 2019, to provide healthy food access to food pantries across CT.  Sean has 20 years of experience as a personal trainer and health coach and after overcoming chronic skin and digestive issues through nutrition changes, was inspired to bring fresh, local, and nutrient-dense food to neighbors that don't have access to it.   Creamy Penne with Wild Mushrooms and Broccoli 1 Ib. Organic Penne 1 onion, diced 8 cups wild oyster mushrooms, cut 2 Tbs. minced garlic 2 Tbs. tamari 1 bunch broccoli, cut into florets 1 cup fresh or frozen peas ¼ cup extra virgin olive oil ½ cup white wine 2 teaspoons dried oregano 1 t. dried basil ½ t. dried thyme ½ cup sundried tomatoes, sliced ½ cup pine nuts ½ t. red pepper flakes (optional) ¼ cup chopped fresh Italian parsley 1-1/2 teaspoons salt 1 teaspoon pepper 1 cup cashews, soaked for 2 hours 3 whole garlic cloves 2 Tbs. nutritional yeast 1. Coat bottom of cast iron pan with olive oil. Sauté onions, for a few minutes, then mushrooms and minced garlic and cook for 5 more minutes. Continue cooking until the mushrooms start to brown and liquid evaporates. Add the wine and tamari and continue cooking again until liquid evaporates. 2. Remove a cup of the mushrooms to reserve for garnishing the top. 3. Add the broccoli, sun dried tomatoes, peas, dried herbs, and pine nuts. Deglaze the pan with a splash of water and continue cooking until the broccoli is soft. 4. Drain the cashews. In a mini food processor, mix the cashews with 1 cup of water and the 3 cloves of garlic. Add salt to taste, 2 Tbsp. nutritional yeast, and blend until smooth, scraping down sides of processor to incorporate all of the cashews. 5. Meanwhile, cook pasta according to directions in salted water, (al dente). Time it, so that the pasta just comes out of the water, when you are ready to mix it with the sauce. Reserve some of the pasta water to add to the cream sauce if it needs to be thinned out. 6. Add the penne to the pan with vegetables. Mix in the cashew sauce. Taste and adjust salt, pepper, and mix in the fresh parsley, leaving a little for garnishing the top, along with some pine nuts. 7. Serve the pasta in a large bowl, garnish the top with the reserved mushrooms, parsley, and pine nuts

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet
Episode 1: Ep. 1 Weapons of Mass Distraction with Tiger Toledo #100videos

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 25, 2022 33:16


WEAPONS OF MASS DISTRACTION with Tiger Toledo Go ahead and Subscribe to Join the Tribe!  ⁣----------------- Try Streamyard https://streamyard.com?pal=5736635166883840 FREE MASTERCLASS ⁣ https://lnk.bio/tiger.toledo ⁣ If you are looking to grow a successful notary business this is for you.⁣ ⁣ I will personally show my blueprint on how I replaced my full-time corporate job income with working part-time as a notary in my first year.⁣ ⁣ The biggest mistake I see with notaries who want to be High-performers make is they seek advice from people who talk about it building a successful notary business but never actually built one.⁣ ⁣ The difference between them and I is, ⁣ ⁣ I Eat. ⁣ Sleep. ⁣ Breathe. ⁣ and Live this Notary LIFESTYLE . ⁣ ⁣ You won't be disappointed. ⁣ https://lnk.bio/tiger.Tiger Toledo

Risky or Not?
232. Eating Produce Stickers

Risky or Not?

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 3, 2021 13:20


Dr. Don and Professor Ben talk about the risks from eating produce stickers. Dr. Don - not risky

Risky or Not?
232. Eating Produce Stickers

Risky or Not?

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 3, 2021


Dr. Don and Professor Ben talk about the risks from eating produce stickers.Dr. Don - not risky

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet
Episode 16: How to Make More Money as a Specialty Notary with Tiger Toledo

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 4, 2021 62:45


ALERT THE NOTARY CASHFLOW ACADEMY is open for Enrollment ⁣-- Click Link for your 7 Day Free Trial NotaryCashflow.com⁣If you are looking to grow a successful notary business this is for you.⁣⁣I will personally show my blueprint on how I replaced my full-time corporate job income with working part-time as a notary in my first year.⁣⁣The biggest mistake I see with notaries who want to be High-performers make is they seek advice from people who talk about it building a successful notary business but never actually built one.⁣⁣The difference between them and I is, ⁣⁣I Eat. ⁣Sleep. ⁣Breathe. ⁣and Live this Notary Lifestyle.⁣⁣Click the link for a 7 Day Free Trial . ⁣⁣You won't be disappointed. ⁣https://lnk.bio/tiger.toledo

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet
Episode 14: STEADY STAMPING (Uncensored) with Tiger Toledo

GULLYWARE Studios: Where Street meets Wallstreet

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 11, 2021 45:31


THE NOTARY CASHFLOW ACADEMY is open for Enrollment ⁣-- Click Link for your 7 Day Free Trialhttps://lnk.bio/tiger.toledo⁣If you are looking to grow a successful notary business this is for you.⁣⁣I will personally show my blueprint on how I replaced my full-time corporate job income with working part-time as a notary in my first year.⁣⁣The biggest mistake I see with notaries who want to be High-performers make is they seek advice from people who talk about it building a successful notary business but never actually built one.⁣⁣The difference between them and I is, ⁣⁣I Eat. ⁣Sleep. ⁣Breathe. ⁣and Live this Notary Lifestyle.⁣⁣Click the link for a 7 Day Free Trial ⁣You won't be disappointed. ⁣https://lnk.bio/tiger.toledo

Book 101 Review
Food : What the Heck should I Eat.

Book 101 Review

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 23, 2021 3:53


Food : What the Heck should I Eat by Mark Hyman a New York Times Best-selling Author.

OFF TRACK COASTER
Platinum Bubba Kush

OFF TRACK COASTER

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 15, 2021 39:04


This episode talks about the the flower we call Platinum Bubba Kush aswell as my ways of taking my medicine if I Eat during a sesh or after --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/offtrackcoaster/support

Podcast Eglise Adventiste Arue
SPOTLIGHT : "2 Corinthiens 12" par iEAT

Podcast Eglise Adventiste Arue

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 4, 2021 3:17


Une chanson basée sur 2 Corinthiens 12 versets 9-10, tirée de l'album PURIFY. ---------

The Animal Turn
S3E5: Urban Metabolism with Catherine Oliver

The Animal Turn

Play Episode Play 31 sec Highlight Listen Later Jun 3, 2021 79:12


Metabolism is an increasingly important concept in understanding how cities operate. Claudia chats with Catherine Oliver about the concept of urban metabolism and its usefulness in understanding the multiple scales of multispecies relations that are produced in and through urban living. Date recorded: 3 May 2021Catherine Oliver is a postdoctoral researcher, currently working on the ERC-funded project Urban Ecologies at the University of Cambridge, where she is researching urban backyard chickens and chicken-keepers in London. Her monograph, Veganism, Animals, and Archives is forthcoming with Routledge (August 2021). She is also a Wiley-Royal Geographical Society Digital Archives Fellow, researching animals as collaborators and workers in geographical knowledge production. Catherine's other research is in feminist geographies, notably focussed on ‘dis-belonging,' precarity, and the reproduction of neoliberal hierarchies at academic conferences. More information can be found on her website (https://catherinecmoliver.wordpress.com) and she can be found on twitter at @katiecmoliver.  Featured: City chickens: What the rise of urban hen-keeping might mean for veganism and Veganism, Animals, and Archivesby Catherine Oliver;  Earthlings with Joaquin Phoenix; Animal Liberation by Peter Singer; Industrial Metabolism: Fat Knowledge by Hannah Landecker; Eating in Theory and I Eat an Apple by Annemarie Mol; The Rise of Cheap Nature and Metabolic rift or metabolic shift? dialectics, nature, and the world-historical method by Jason Moore; Killer Cities by Nigel Thrift; and Metabolic Labor: Broiler Chickens and the Exploitation of Vitality by Les Beldo; Cities: Nature's New Wild by the BBC.The Animal Turn is part of the  iROAR, an Animals Podcasting Network and can also be found on A.P.P.L.E, Twitter, and Instagram

Inspire Healthy Harmony.....  Health Transformation, Functional Medicine, Mindset Coaching for Women

Hey mama if you are over the age of 40, this is for you. You are getting older, and you have noticed changes and not good changes!! You cannot get the weight off! It’s so frustrating. You are trying ALL the things, but your metabolism feels like it has come to a screeching halt! It’s time to Master your Metabolism. We are separating fact from fiction on the female metabolism today on Healthy Harmony! It makes me so angry that we as women have been handed a bunch of lies our whole life about metabolism and weight loss. It’s ridiculous because the science doesn’t add up! How often have you heard...if you want to lose weight, eat less move more, It’s just about calories in vs. calories out. So, you do that. You diet, cut calories and exercise. You feel like you are doing everything right. You about kill yourself and nothing happens! Zero, Zilch, Nada! The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results! Aren't you tired of starving yourself and not seeing the results you are looking for? Then this podcast is just for YOU! Listen in as I give you 5 healthy habits to boost your metabolism. And tune in next week, as I interview an expert guest and we further unpack the myths about women, exercise and metabolism! PS...If you are LOVING this podcast, don't forget to leave a 5 star rating and a written review! For Apple listeners, click here https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/inspire-healthy-harmony-health-transformation-functional/id1494961750 And if you missed the podcast where I go OFF on the food industry and fill you in on a secret called "health washing," click here Part 2 What the Heck do I Eat? Exposing Food Industry Lies https://www.inspirehealthyharmony.com/exposing-the-food-industry.html#/ --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/inspirehealthyharmony/message

Inspire Healthy Harmony.....  Health Transformation, Functional Medicine, Mindset Coaching for Women

1.77 Trillion dollars! That stat represents how much the food industry is worth. An industry that we are dependent on. An industry that just wants your money and could care less about your health! I’m doing some exposing today of the food industry because this is what you asked for! After the podcast a couple of weeks ago, I got some great feedback and you wanted me to go deeper on this topic! In this episode, I reveal the lies and strategies that food companies use to deceive you into thinking that something is healthy, when it is anything but! Ready for eye opening info and some more incentive to focus on real, whole foods? Listen to this podcast and then hop over to Facebook for more discussion, pics and revelations as we dive in our kitchen pantries and uncover some of these food lies ourselves! This FB group is just for women. A place for you to receive support, accountability, encouragement and education. A place free from diets, guilt and shame! Click here to be a part of this AMAZING tribe! https://bit.ly/FMwomenswellness Missed Part 1 of What the Heck do I Eat - Simple Nutrition Tips for the Overwhelmed? Listen here! https://www.inspirehealthyharmony.com/simple-nutrition-tips.html#/ Want to dig in more on this topic and curious about the book I mentioned by Dr. Mark Hyman...Food - What the Heck should I Eat? Click HERE If you are sick and tired of being deceived by these big companies and need simple, realistic tips to take control of your health, stick with me my friend! We are in this together! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/inspirehealthyharmony/message

Rambam4Life
Rambam4Life Shiur #93 Perek 4

Rambam4Life

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 29, 2020 4:40


What Shouldn't I Eat?

The Legion of Renob
A Yule To Remember (or forget) – A Legion of Renob Holiday Special!

The Legion of Renob

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 26, 2020 115:08


It wouldn't be Renob if we were on time! It's a Yule miracle! We are joined by Ronnie Filyaw from Whomp comic and Dillon Biemesderfer from I Eat the Dragon. Will we save the holiday or just fight each other and fall in love with a mute NPC? Find out now! Starring  Bobby as Prad... The post A Yule To Remember (or forget) – A Legion of Renob Holiday Special! appeared first on The Legion of Renob.

Lobsterr FM
vol.12: No Useful Advice

Lobsterr FM

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 21, 2020 120:04


Lobsterrの3人が、10/27登壇予定の『ライフスパン』刊行記念イベント、初めてのインタビュー記事、お便り紹介、ウィークリー・チェックインとスウィープ、相違点から共通点に目を向けること、フラットな視点の持ち方、自分好みのコンテンツの見つけ方、雑誌『MONEKY』、映画『はちどり』と『ブックスマート』、『ケアをひらく』シリーズ、『三体Ⅱ 黒暗森林』とフェルミのパラドックス、『オープン・シティ』、『Uncanny Valley』、松本十帖などについて話しました。 Links: 『ライフスパン』刊行記念イベント、初めてのインタビュー記事、『世界は食でつながっている You and I Eat the Same』『ケアをひらく』シリーズ、雑誌『MONKEY』、映画『はちどり 』、『ブックスマート』、『三体Ⅱ 黒暗森林』とフェルミのパラドックス、『広い宇宙に地球人しか見当たらない75の理由』『オープン・シティ』、『Uncanny Valley』、『Psychology of Money』、松本十帖 --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/lobsterr-fm/message

Thriving in Chaos
What the Health do I Eat pt. 1: How to Read Nutrition Labels & What They Really Mean

Thriving in Chaos

Play Episode Listen Later May 26, 2020 19:38


Hello everyone! Today's episode is the first half of the "What the Health do I Eat" series. I go over EVERYTHING you need to know about how to read and interpret nutrition labels! In the next episode of the series, I'll talk about what sticker labels mean. These are anything from non-GMO to USDA organic.

The Splendid Table
Do We All Eat the Same?

The Splendid Table

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 7, 2020 50:37


We are examining the truth around the idea that everyone essentially eats the same. Chris Ying, co-founder of Lucky Peach and editor of the aptly named You and I Eat the Same, talks about the real truth behind that statement. San Francisco Chronicle food critic Soleil Ho take us to a mountain village in Japan for an annual wasp eating festival (they are delicious, by the way). Food historian Bee Wilson, author of The Way We Eat Now, answers the question, what has happened to lunch? And America's Test Kitchen takes us to a legendary burger joint that forces everyone to eat the same. Broadcast dates for this episode: February 8, 2019 (originally aired) February 7, 2020 (rebroadcast)

SS Music & Art Podcast
I Don't Smoke

SS Music & Art Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later May 25, 2019 3:17


I Eat, My Avocado Raw Ep The project highly made and speaks about being organic as a human is much important. The project i also dedicated to a special friend who had the talents and time was not on her side. A friend who inspired the hood and young females who are in the fashion industry to keep on showing there craft and not allow nothing to stop them. This project is also based on how we people should understand ourselves and try to love and give ourselves a chance to be organic and raw in our health, skin and self-love. Don't put pressure on yourself but take it one step at a time. R.I.P O.J you'll always be loved.

SS Music & Art Podcast
I Eat, My Avocado Raw

SS Music & Art Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later May 25, 2019 3:36


I Eat, My Avocado Raw Ep The project highly made and speaks about being organic as a human is much important. The project i also dedicated to a special friend who had the talents and time was not on her side. A friend who inspired the hood and young females who are in the fashion industry to keep on showing there craft and not allow nothing to stop them. This project is also based on how we people should understand ourselves and try to love and give ourselves a chance to be organic and raw in our health, skin and self-love. Don't put pressure on yourself but take it one step at a time. R.I.P O.J you'll always be loved.

SS Music & Art Podcast
(O.J) Nnienah-Molemo Ft. Blxc Chyna

SS Music & Art Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later May 25, 2019 3:47


I Eat, My Avocado Raw Ep The project highly made and speaks about being organic as a human is much important. The project i also dedicated to a special friend who had the talents and time was not on her side. A friend who inspired the hood and young females who are in the fashion industry to keep on showing there craft and not allow nothing to stop them. This project is also based on how we people should understand ourselves and try to love and give ourselves a chance to be organic and raw in our health, skin and self-love. Don't put pressure on yourself but take it one step at a time. R.I.P O.J you'll always be loved.

SS Music & Art Podcast
Avocado Tree Pt.1

SS Music & Art Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later May 25, 2019 1:49


I Eat, My Avocado Raw Ep The project highly made and speaks about being organic as a human is much important. The project i also dedicated to a special friend who had the talents and time was not on her side. A friend who inspired the hood and young females who are in the fashion industry to keep on showing there craft and not allow nothing to stop them. This project is also based on how we people should understand ourselves and try to love and give ourselves a chance to be organic and raw in our health, skin and self-love. Don't put pressure on yourself but take it one step at a time. R.I.P O.J you'll always be loved.

SS Music & Art Podcast
Pajama Island

SS Music & Art Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later May 25, 2019 3:17


I Eat, My Avocado Raw Ep The project highly made and speaks about being organic as a human is much important. The project i also dedicated to a special friend who had the talents and time was not on her side. A friend who inspired the hood and young females who are in the fashion industry to keep on showing there craft and not allow nothing to stop them. This project is also based on how we people should understand ourselves and try to love and give ourselves a chance to be organic and raw in our health, skin and self-love. Don't put pressure on yourself but take it one step at a time. R.I.P O.J you'll always be loved.

Human Being Human
/ / Episode Five: I Eat, Therefore I Am \ \

Human Being Human

Play Episode Listen Later May 22, 2019 82:12


/ / Welcome to the Human Being Human Podcast This is the fifth episode of the series, entitled "I Eat, Therefore I Am." In this week's episode, we'll get a taste of the ever-changing palates and diets of our earliest hominin relatives and ancestors. Exploring the exposed African savannas together put human beings at the bottom of the food chain, and it took collective will power and curious observation to not only find our next meal but not become the next meal as well./ / Join me for hearty conversations, scholastic adventures, and lively storytelling / / Thanks for listening, and thanks for sharing with a fellow human Support the show (http://patreon.com/HBeingHPodcast)

Full Slice Podcast
Episode 80

Full Slice Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later May 21, 2019 54:43


(:00) welcoming Fitness Instructor/Personal Trainer Steve Danischewski to the Show (:02) What Steve does to improve people's lives & Ketogenesis chat... (:12) What's Trending: Netflix to release Rocko's Modern Life movie & Invader Zim reboot this summer! - Bob's Burgers Movie given a release date of July 2020 - Remembering Tim Conway (:27) Steve's magic bag of massage tools - The benefits of meditation & Steve answer's listener's health & wellness questions (:44) Florida man arrested for "I Eat a**" sticker on truck (:48) Darwin Award/Magic Birthday/Wrap up.... Visit Steve online @ FeelThinkFit.com Special thanks to today's Sponsor: Gemini Crow @ geminicrow.com

Special Sauce with Ed Levine
Special Sauce: Osayi Endolyn on the Legacy of Southern Fried Chicken [2/2]

Special Sauce with Ed Levine

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 14, 2019 28:06


The superb young food and culture writer Osayi Endolyn is back again for this week's episode of Special Sauce. This time our far-reaching conversation includes a discussion of a brilliant piece on fried chicken Endolyn wrote for You and I Eat the Same: On the Countless Ways Food and Cooking Connect Us to One Another, a fascinating anthology edited by former Lucky Peach editor Chris Ying and Noma's Rene Redzepi. First, we talked about the fundamental premise of the book. "It's obviously not true that food always brings us together, and it's obviously not true that food necessitates a further reflection on a culture, right," Endolyn said. "A lot of us eat tacos or hummus without thinking anything more about where those dishes come from. But, if you took the premise that, we are more alike than we are different, and looked at food as the medium to do that, where could you go? And this book wanted to explore migration and immigration in ways that maybe we weren't always welcoming of having those conversations." Endolyn picked fried chicken, one of my favorite foods on the planet, as her subject. She used the Australian Chef Morgan McGlone as a jumping off point: A classically trained chef, McGlone learned to make hot fried chicken while working for Southern uber-chef Sean Brock before returning to his native country to open Belles Hot Chicken, a mini-chain of hot fried chicken restaurants based in Melbourne. That cross-cultural recognition became the metaphor that shaped Endolyn's story. To quote briefly from her piece: "No matter where it’s cooked, American fried chicken carries the learning and effort and skill of a people who persevered against unfathomable odds. That Southern hue follows fried chicken all the way to Melbourne and Sydney, too. And therein lies an incredible opportunity. If everyone can agree to share fried chicken, then perhaps that’s a step toward sharing the weight of its complex legacy as well." I asked Endolyn about fried chicken's legacy, and she said, "There's a lot of struggle, it doesn't always come from one direction, as I mentioned in the book. Because of so much of the hateful iconography, that was used to depict the African Americans stealing chicken and as kind of just gluttonous chicken eaters. During the post-enslavement period and into Jim Crow, you have a lot of people who still feel kind of unsure what it means to eat fried chicken. Whether or not to do so in public."
 Where Endolyn nets out on fried chicken requires answering the two fundamental questions all of us must answer whenever we are eating something: "Is it delicious?" and "What does it mean?"
 So if that's a question that interests you (and I hope it is) then you have to listen to what Osayi Endolyn has to say on this week's Special Sauce. -- The full transcript for this episode can be found over here at Serious Eats:  https://www.seriouseats.com/2019/03/special-sauce-osayi-endolyn-2-2.html

Find Your Voice
Why you need to work hard to achieve your dreams #9

Find Your Voice

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 18, 2019 53:55


Find your voice - Episode 9 -"We came with a suitcase & a dream" - TTagline: "We came with a suitcase & a dream"Uplifted from Zimbabwe T and his family chased the American Dream for a better future.T puts this perfectly when he explains the silent example he learnt from his parents to be a driving force in his life - hard work. Coming from extremely humble beginnings T knew his best chance at changing his own future and that of his families would be to work harder than those around him.Unable to speak english and ridiculed early on by children and undervalued by teachers T began to embrace hard work and the struggle finding true beauty in outworking those around him.Now a successful social worker, bodybuilder and an all round great guy T's future is brighter than ever as he seeks to help inspire others and teach them to never let anyone elses opinions dictate their ceilings of success and to always embrace hard work.T also speaks of the oppresive lifestyle he was part of growing up and the struggles of learning a new culture, language and fitting into society. However having studied closely with T for 2 years there are very few more genuine souls I have come across.I urge you all to support and follow his journey...Thanks for listeningFree Audible book sign up:https://www.amazon.co.uk/Audible-Membership/dp/B00OPA2XFG?actionCode=AMN30DFT1Bk06604291990WX&tag=are86-21Best book on Mindset by Carol Dweck: Mindset https://amzn.to/2QajMvZSupport the podcast: https://www.patreon.com/findyourvoiceLinks to me:Website: https://www.arendeu.comInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/aren.deu/Twitter: https://twitter.com/arendeuFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/aren.singhLinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/aren-deu-65443a4b/Podcast: https://www.findyourvoicepodcast.com YouTube: http://tiny.cc/51lx6yLinks to guest:Snapchat: CatchafreemanInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/passion4lifting/Transcript:[Music]welcome to an episode of find your voicea movement led by yours trulyAren do a guy who has overcomecrippling anxiety adversity anddifficulty like so many of you in lifewhose main goal now is to help youcombat your excuses take control of yourlife write your own story and mostimportantly find your voice so nowwithout further ado I welcome the hostof the show himself mr. Aren do what'sgoing on people thank you for tuning into another episode of find your voice myname is Aren and as always I am thehost of the showso today's guest is somebody who I metabout four years ago on my social weightjourney so yesprior to me starting property businessand coaching I was actually a socialworker for a very very short amount oftime but about two weeks ago t reachedout again and he was commenting on oneof my earlier episodes and how he foundit very inspiring and then he asked ifhe could be on the show of course wasthe answer but I was intrigued becauseknowing T at university during our twoyears studying a masters he was alwaysthe one in the class that would makepeople smile he was always smiling yetsomewhere deep down I knew there wassome element of struggle some level ofadversity that he had been through butyou could never guess what it wasbecause like I said he was always theone that would make all our classmatessmile he was always easy come easy gohe's really getting stressed and he wasjust a pleasure to be aroundso when he offered to share his story Iwas intrigued because I knew there wasgonna be something that was going to beinspiring and motivating and he didn'tdisappointthis episode was fantastic one because Igot to see my good friend again but twobecause I realized how lucky andfortunate I am and probably many of youlisteners are too so I think it'simportant we jump straight into thisepisode and listen to what he has to sayand really understand that sometimes thegrass isn't always greener on the othersideand that we do actually have anunbelievable amount of things to begrateful forokay so I'm sitting here now with mygood friend T so if you could explainactually firstly how you doing not seembad might not see where I'm glad to behere goodness doesn't he answer that Icompletely forgot to ask him how he wasso I think it's important for thelisteners to you understand a little bitabout your journey and how you progressthrough life so if you could just startfrom I suppose your first memory I kindof let us know the life of T of Katonahokay that's all right mrs. IND thinkingme you know I don't usually speak I'mnot so good at speaking but I know theend of this if I can inspire this oneperson great that's my job here done andI come from very very very humblebeginnings well I say that I'm still I'mstill here humble beginnings now I'm notmade it yet but we are making progressmy parents my mom moved here in 2003beans involved in bad way yes yes andyou know we came here okay with asuitcase and a dream it was a case ofthe economy was on see a great overthere so before you know I yeah what'sthe next big thing and you know this wasthis was their two children at the timeand like most people I found out foundout that working hard was the way totheir you know American dream so tospeak yeah yeah anyone can sayabsolutely um you know the first lessonsthat I want C to share with you guyssome of the islands from a parentshadn't moved here is that you knowyou've gotta work hard you have to workcuz I grew up in a house where you knowI was watching my parents work day inday our worst and continue to work hardday and night to make sure that me andmy sister would not go with the help youknow they were breaking their backs andfreed out I said I had a front row seatin learning you know a hard work I waslike takes yeah you know start from thebottomremember back home there had reallyprestigious jobs but the KVN had tostart from the bottom literally start atthe foundation level okay okay so can Ijust jump in there so yeah back home youhad prestigious jobs was it still notenough in order to fulfill the dreamsthat they had I'm glad to think thatthey probably did it with us in mindokay because the way that the fins wouldgo in I reckon if they continued workingthings would have been okay for them butthen by the time you came to us growingup and working things might not be sogood for us you know something they hadus in mind to build our futures becausewe were gonna have better opportunitiesthat make sense here and you know somepeople choose that's why you see there'sso many people now I'll try that riskingtheir lives day in day out trying to getto the UK or you know these thedifferent countries in the West cuzopportunities are there that's been athome yeah we don't know how lucky we aresometimes we don't and we take thingsfor granted even take things for grantedso it's so easy wake up sahaja lotta Gbut there's someone diapers opportunitythat we wake up every day as well youknow wake up every day dream someone'sdying for this you know yeah we're moreabout our jobs and what we spoke aboutis actually yeah and it's that thing ofwe take things for granted man you knowanyway I digressI'm saying I had a front-row seatwatching what it really takes to be ableto drive but you want an understandingfundamental that in this country you cangive anything you wanted if and only ifyou're willing to make the sacrificesand pull your socks up like I saidpeople are risking their lives trying tosneak and use the abundance ofopportunities that were presented withso the lesson I want to convey to youguys today is that there's nothing morepowerful than that Silas example and forme that sounds example was my parentsthey never told me that you know when wecame here absolutely this is whatyesterday we were just watching yeah Ijust had to watch all thinking okay youknow yeah weekend that is working in mymom is working you know we're justwatching that work as powerfulthere's a quote and I think it saysdon't listen to what they say watch whatthey do and that's what it is and that'swith anything in mind because you get alot of people are just talking the talkand stuffsounds great we really if it soundsbefore the action yeah it's the actionthey can talk it you know gay men butwhen it comes to doing it's a differentstory and for me from that is where Ilearned that parents as parents and myparents yeah but as parents be afraid tolet your kids watch you fail or watchyou start from the bottom and watch yousweat cause we taking inspiration comesevery day we learn Oh strong strong workethic I think that's I think that's apowerful lesson because one of them likeI said to a lot of people my superpowerI believe everyone's got a super fine Iuse that as an analogy or metaphor is Ijust work hard that's itI don't have anything else good I'm notnaturally more talented at somethingelse but I will most likely I work mostpeople because I've seen my mom do itI've seen her with 90 hours a week whenwe were growing up I used to see heraround I'm thinking where's momand it should come from breakage thatgetting changed into our next - she'sback after work yeah and I'm not talkingabout later I'm talking Saturday SundayI'm talking in the six weeks holidays Ithink that's really important I think weshould set an example of the real lifeand not trying to hide things for mykids that's it in order to try andprotect them because actually you couldactually giving them a good thingthere's no such thing as an overnightsensation no such being people you haveto work you know some people are luckyenough to be born in rich families andwhatnot but majority of us we have towork her way upmm-hmm and for me I'd like to say that'sprobably one of the best solid examplesof my life and that's made me who I amtoday because it's me you know yeah I'mnot gonna be product of my circumstancesand I'm gonna be so the master of mydestiny I'm saying that now but backthen it was not like that in the sensorfor example you know when I first camehere I came when I was about 10 yearsold started in year six I'm going toschool not knowing English that wellbecause English is the second languageokay but we do not have to speak it atmuch because we don't need sing ofcourse you know we just have good lessonEnglish enoughso came here and yes 6 min imagine youknow trying to learn English we werepretty much I remember going to schooland those big clumps of bacon and thenthe cheap of the cheaper version is thecheap version because it's not littlethin slices we employ us how would youwant that was a big chunk you say seelaughter retired my gosh but it'sbrilliant because again this is what itwas my character the clumps of bacon youknow wake up in the morning she madebacktry as possible wait you could imagineit was not easy trying sliced bacon asyou put it on that sound good share I'llget to school so I said I do not knowsome of the things that were deemed tobe normal in this country sometimesfrowned uponyeah so break time think I'm a baconsandwich you know remember I rememberhim to Clete onto the bread so hard toprevent the whole me good biteyou know yeah I remember sometimes we'dhave pizza it would have Pete certainlyand I'll bring they left all this nicebox at my Lodge for school Broco Pizzahe and I did not know that this was notthe into the normal button but you knowit was tough for my sisters there shewas younger she started by ryaba starsquare one she couldn't speak that couldbe English as well so we kind of justhave each other have to try and you knowI remember sister go home she'll betrying to read a book to try and learnyou know English I should be holdingthat book upside down you know you juststart I would love a cokebacon sandwich for those kids don'tlisten Island kids kids are cruel yeahyou know meals kids are cruel that's whythere's so much bullying in school rightnow it's only now right now oh no waitif I have to you know go to work withthis is all right this is okay cuz now Idon't put down anyone's approval I'm inthat stage now where certain people'sopinion if it's not constructive itdoesn't bother memoving on then we went to secondaryschool obviously were picking up Englishyou know it's improving improving thelanguage just getting back there so weget to school yeah do the sets in younine I did okay consideringyeah ten will do GCSEs okay no yes Iwill do you mock GCSE means encore theseare marks and - seriouslyBastille did well in them then Iremember there was one Paris eveninggoes one parents evening news in theirparents evening actually my parents werecold from school and the teacher saidcan you kiss community discussion yourson is underachievementright okay like I told your son ispredicted to come by the end of GCSE isto come out with four C's with thiscoming from you know I'm doing well inessence I'm always you know and canimagine you know in my house we'd sayeducation very seriously and it's notjust my house is probably across themost African families most Africancountries cause in Africa education isnot free you know here privilege is aprivilege is a privilege that manycannot afford I rememberat home kids will be sent out fromclassical definitely see theHeadmaster's office or go home if you'venot paid the school fees cause somepeople simply couldn't afford so youcoverton so imagine you come into thiscountry metal education is free andyou're messing about yeah you're nottaking advantage of the opportunity thatis presented to you witness others athome or dying for this opportunity andwhen if they are to get it they wouldflourish in you know you know can weimagine they were really disappointeddo not happy it was a case right you'remixing about you don't take a schooleducation seriously from now on there'llbe no going out no playing out if youwere to play outside you know I wasacting all playing out during the weekanyway I was very impressive on theweekendsI was allowed out on mainly just theSaturday if his Sunday so a couple ofhouse I was allowed on Saturday butbefore I did that I had to do you knowthose PGCC books yeah I had to docertain number of pages of them before Icould go out and I had to get it rightand I used to think why they doing thisto me why me you know all my friends athelp then when I did go out I don't haveto care if you have to be 4i either sixor seven even some other stars blazinghot at 7:00 p.m. you have to be able toseven I don't think it's himself why arethey doing this to me why me you know Iused to moan about it wasn't impressedbut then it's funny now when I go backbecause obviously at that age you knowmore than your parents don't you anotherthing that you know yeah but what I dothere now and the kind of people thatwere staying out so midnight what theywere doing to midnight I'm not comparingmyself to them I'm just saying I'm gladthat my parents did that I'm glad thatthey did that for me becauseso for me as well if I was one of themkids someone invited prison some of themare just doing all kinds of business youknow anyway absolutely predictions Ithink that is an important point thoughthat we should stress because I was thesame so I went to tip it up which iswhere you live now I think I still livethere and I had like best friends andyou think you never gonna get friendsbetter than this and I want to go toThibodeau comp and at that time I wasdoing well academically so my parentswere like okay we're gonna send you togrammar school the helis grammar schoolthen I found out he was all-boys schoolbut that way he's going through pubertyexciting to find the opposite sexattractive and I was like here I go toan all-boys school and I went and Iresented it I resented the decision forages I'm gonna hate it but in hindsightsimilarly yourself now that got me intoa very good university even what mygrades weren't great because I had thatmy CV it also taught me a lot about howyou should conduct yourself in certainsituations not all of it was positivebut also been there I've got some of mybest friends and I'm talking aboutfriends you on the right side of the lawokay when I look back at if I'd runtv.com and I look at my friends therethere were stabbings there was prisonthere was drugs with the community thatI grew up with so I don't know would Ihave been brave enough with and steppingaway from friends who have grown up withor what I've just got involved in that Idon't know we'll never know but I'm kindof grateful that I went my way and lifehas brought me here so yeah Paris Ithink they always try to do the bestthat they know but at that time youdon't see oh man angry I mean they nevereven played football there and as a kidI was like a hotshot footballerapparently and I've got to defeat everyall my dreams I'm kind of crushed inthat moment yeah but then also somewonderful thing and now I kind of thinkyou know what actually my life isn't toobad and I suppose it's perspective andit's a age and as you grow you can youcan spin anything I suppose in a goodway that's and yeah sorry continuewell in that sense I think it man soclose so close you know we are ta 11 wedo GCSEs I come out with two A's B's andC's yeah I don't know how much that Ihad to do with all the extra homeworkthat I had to do because of that meetingbeing cold but I saw so smug towards myteachers thinking oh okay there's yourfour C's you know we came from Revere ohyeah yeah you know that figure ofputting their limitations orexpectations on me you know not pickingI love me yes okay great this was it forme I think actually today today bestachievement I worked hard for thatplease repeat in a school of how manypeople to be the top and you know beanother one from where you start exactlythat's the thing as well Stan journeyknowing you know came here barely beingable to speak a word of English and nowhere I am being told you're the examplestudent you know that was big for me andthat's why to this day is still one ofour biggest achievementsthat we call to college to a-levelsdoing a-levels breaking those I don'tknow teacher see you because doing thehub behaves on son who's come a bit of ajoker yeah sometimes I like to say ajoke sometimes might be inappropriatetimes when I like to crack a joke aboutthis has been interviews where they'regoing to just cracking jokes yeahprobably cause ya know the swamp andsemen college where my mom comes infriends dad came in as well and Iremember as we're going out he was goingout my mom was coming in so I'm stillmom kind of knew what to expectyeah and in there it was some kind ofexactly what the predictions were but itwas no great again he was no quoteshe was no great January exams so youknow that's Jennifer Connelly Wingate'scaucuses in January exams like threemonths either one now and I rememberthere was a law exam I was ready to gosee I thought exam was a 2 p.m. orsomething I don't know what in my mind[Laughter]anyway so you just told me you knowcheck what time you exactly hmmand this time is about half nine whenzone was at 9 o'clockyeah you know I had breakfast heaven orbreakfast yeahso we get to school and we get tocollege which is about half an hourdrive on a good daythis one's not good dangos of the snowobviously so I get they have a half tenand there's about an hour of the examnext is going to be a two and a halfhours I'll run for itI'm not oh please I'm going to be nakedno exam can you please let me go and seethe rest of the example you know cannotrestart it about two hours now and thenI why are you late that's odd the busbroke down those are all round chaos -okay we the only student from thisCollege in that bus yeah but you onlysee the last best results came out I'llgo ahead de you yeah I got a de you auwas a mystery yeah I didn't think I didthat bad but boy come one hey you herewe go again you know I'm gonna go homehow do you go home the best thing to doyeah so there's no nasty surprises whenI get home my parents just know I was ina school dayyou know hopefully bugs ever get homeyeah Judas thank you lot of except tothe end you know it's like go home gethome and again it was just a case of youknow yeah this time there was no rightten is your life your life you do whatyou want is worse that I got me man yeahdisappointment is worse than that guyI'll probably get shouted midair don'tgets around disappoints in the human soI was thinking some stuff okay so I hadto pay for the reasons are my own moneythen resutsI go in a b c in the receipts in thesummer which was great because wafflewas a leg was really the same as he saidJesus is we can revise two weeks beforeGeorge I know Chauncey and so I learnedthe hard way I'm sort of sure in the endI got a BBC fantastically end of the ADAwas which was great which can set me onthe path to unique University and I wentto university went to Manchester did myfirst degreeyou've Community development's it wasgreatenjoyed it then I went on to do somework related to that words and fate ofpeoplemmm-hmm and it was basically aorganization which would be young peoplewho were born HIV and I would like tosay that it's probably the best thingI've ever done in my life imagined jobwise and satisfaction wise cuz you knowyou're making that positive impact onpeople's lives and having said that youknow I am gonna keep jumping back andforth wine yeah I know that start thepodcast was all discussed growing up inthe house were you watching peopleworking hard know what we know this jobin age of fourteen I remember it was apaper round for the local newspaper inthe area and it was about 350 newspapersevery Thursday in November I wake upfirst thing in the morning Wednesdaynightsfirst thing first day morning do about150 use maple before going to schoolcome back get rid of schoolgo to school come back home till eventhe rest of the newspaper sometimes yousaw spit into the Friday as welldepending on how fast there wasn't onenothing and again it was that thing oftrying to get that good work ethicinstilled in me from a young age as wellso once I was you know in college I wasworking as well yeah I was working themin has to be like you know you do themath I was pissed at it see then when Imoved to Manchester also a conventionsee like I do that by state authoritiesgonna work like Clark's and I moved backhome yeah because the other guys I wasworking for they lost their funding andthey had to close down and I'm thinkingman was next because I've got thisdegree but I know that the job prospectsare not great a ride wasn't Mickey Mousedegree and I think you know go back I'mone I've done the same onemaybe frequently that prospectus was abig t fast yeah you know he's just acase of Social Work socialized the nextthing for me that's what and that's whatwe met that's what we meantI remember the first time I see thisSocial Work and being in social workerswere working in and it was back then andI remember it was a case of alsodifferent different environments andthey you need to remember you workingtogether differently when I did myundergraduate it was a case yeah yeahhere the Masters is the case of yourhelp me help youof course and I think I've seen more usis amol that's the big man that's thebig and it was a case of my it was notjust asked he was pretty much the wholebrain sleep everyone just worked so wellto confessand we try to make sure that if someonedid not was not doing so well we try topull them up why didn't his doing thisyou know centrist instead of myosinpowerful is this you know yeah who'sgreat and again it's that thing of forme that's where I experienced real trustI mention your colleagues because I'venot known anything like that before Ithink I'm the same but then there's afew things that that one age willprobably or everyone's had a degreebefore so you wise up a little bit but Ithink also it's a testament that peopleare going to become social workersbecause you guys who are keep in touchwith here and there through that what'sup yourself a little bit more to be asocial worker wanna become a socialworker you've got to be a different kindof person I believe you've gotta havethat level there's gonna be something inyour heart that makes you want to helppeople so the reason you will start thatjourney together was we want you to bethe best I'm socially in the world andchange the world so if we call after ourpeers who are on the same path as usthen that's saying something about yourpersonality and there's nobody on thatcourse I can think of who did that weall literally just held each other upsomebody would tell me what my choicelike come along with me and I love thatcommunity like so yeah you know I havingsaid that you having said that you knowyou said you have to be same kind ofperson to be a social would you besurprised you know bro really there'ssome people that you see I don't thinkit wait you know you'd agree yeaheveryone was great I'm sure thateveryone was great as well as you think[Music]but then when you get in the job thereare some people that you think wherewere you and the cool so becomedesensitized orHuracan people do become desensitizedand sometimes i know that we found thisout that the job is not what we expectedit to be yeah so I think that's probablywhy some people serve turn out to be acertain way whilst on the jobyeah um you know we do the masters andnow you know I'm I'm working the jobworking the job and it's going okaybasically from my story in main thingthe hours of convey is their thing ofother people's expectationsdo not let people's expectations of yourother people's limitations in you becomeyour reality doctor so you know ifsomeone's a sense EE you know yeah youdo so well I don't think you're gonna beable to do this you know that's theirexpectations that doesn't mean it has totranspire it to you absolutelyand sadly it does sadly in some cases itdoes cause a self-fulfilling prophecyyeah if you didn't shout that the badbelievin that they're bad you knowthey'll probably start behaving it'sthat feeling of staying in your own laneI think that's really important people'sopinions they're all facts it's justtheir belief and again their beliefisn't the truth is their truth it's notin fact and I think I've learned thatthe hard way because a lot of stuff I'vebought off for trying to do was based onother people's opinions and I just thinknow the most important opinion is theopinion of myself I mean in movie youhave to it sounds it sounds weird as agrown man and he stays thinking I needto start to look at myself I need tostart valuing myself because somewherealong the journey I stopped doing thatand the way I would I suppose look atmyself what I do myself was based on theopinion of other people whereas now it'slike each Australian if there's a fewpeople in my life who their opinionconcerns me because I respect them and Iwant them to think that I'm doing a goodthing but other than that it's reallyabout myself and that's why we touchedon prior to this episode time why'd youstop that self-talk every morning andhave you stuff that empowers me ratherthan brings me down because a lot of usthumpings get out it wasn't actuallymyself it was the opinions of othersthat I would repeat to myself and say Imust be sure I must be anxious I mustnot be strong enough for must not begood enoughthat's a is the mind is so powerful so Ithink one of the things I want to tryand be with this podcast is always tryand get into younger heads so they don'tgo through that exactly he reallyswitched them young because we instillthat mind saying them from a young ageisn't it yeah definitely you know andit's not thinking of mom always saysdon't let your feet go cold what shewasn't someone else is great I love thatyou know love it and it's not be enoughfor example right now the time is whattime is it11:14 11:40 11:40 in Zim it is 140 okayit's 114 thing right now does that meanthat we're slower then we're not we'rein a different time zone we're notslower than them you know and I said soright you know someone graduated yeahand they just wanted see or wait fiveyears before securing a good job andsomeone became a CEO at the age of 25but died at the age of 50 while someoneelse became a CEO and the age of 50 andleave till they were nine see Obamaretired as president at the age of 55don't know Trump became president at theage of 70 you know so everyone's intheir own time zone and people aroundyou they might seem like they I had afew or some be behind you but everyone'srunning the old race in their own timeso think of not being I just want topoint out quickly for the podcast he'sreading white Instagram right man yaknow but it makes so much sense which iswhy we get along we think the same kindof things so I'm sure your remains to us[Laughter]it's the truth but the problems withsociety in like social media and stuffis we are that in our food go cold Isuppose if you use that because we wantyou cuz we're watching as a people I'mnot gonna sit here and say I don't dothat myself I'm conscious that it's notthe right thing to do six out of theseven days a weekI don't do it but there are some dayswhen you get frustrated cuz you know youwant to be there but then is that thingabout trust in the process and we'reboth average gym goerswe know what it's like to Broadway toadd strength to lose weight and stuffand we know it's a process thing so sothat's really importantor what I switch gears just a little bitwe want to one of the next questionwhich is about routine now I alwaysbelieve whereproduct of our habits and the things wetell ourselves and I think I know myselfpersonally but my routines on point mydays are on point and my goals and whatprogression it moves forward but whenit's not it's completely off so I'mgonna know is what's your kind of dailyroutine that you do now having learnedall the lessons that you've had it sincecoming from Zimbabwe to England andgoing through school and then throughyour social work where you probably seemore stuff than most people what's kindof like your daily routine that keepsyou going okay wake uppeople myself all been just now jokingright so obviously get on the treadmillstraightaway I get 45 minutesfrosted coffee or show a beauty showcoming up in about nine weeks where isthat show they'll be a staff to shareokay in Staffordshire then there'll beanother one two weeks after that instaffing shared stuff and I'm not onepotentially after my Scotland you loveit yeah so at the moment I wake up to gofasted cardio get in the shower thenhave my breakfast and only just you knowbreakfast I can have one to go on my wayto workI'm going to work and probably listen tosongs because before he used to itsounds like the radio and then I realizethat all the stars radio presenters theyirritate mebecause I know guys their job or thechild or the rubbish yeah and most of itis lies but that's what I have to do istheir job isn't it so there is anythingthat's fine it's on the plate presentersare talking I just feature a differentstation with a drink and song at thattime I listen to radio for one now butnow I listen to something quitemotivational you know there's so manymotivational things that you finallyachieve and it takes me not too long toget to work so I put that day's work isfinished and it's just climbed a littlesomething in my mind I've learnedsomething from thatOh do and I get to work do I need to dowhilst at work you know how I can officewhere people are always bringing cakesmy songs for breakfast and all thisdifference and you know the donor so nowand then and I'm they even have a littlelunch boxes lunches you can have someyou're gonna have some you know and nownobody even seems like a drink a cup oftea they don't ask me for one becausethey know that I'm not gonna have onedrink or take and condos weight so I canteens tell me why I don't think intoidea how they're gonna say if you don'tknow cause I've had these conversationswith my colleagues about you know havingthe discipline to discipline and if youare not there wish I was like you but hecan be only yesterday miss get right upin the end until you get there you'renot gonna be able to see it starts hereit starts it starts all starts in thehead do memory right you can't youactually can't and that's what I believeI don't believe that you can't so youcan't you're not there until you believeyou can yeah anyway then of course thegym after work I destroy my work out asmuch as I cango home and have a meal do it be areading after that cuz I've got abouttwo hours to find start getting readyfor bed and have my last meal and go tobed okay that's a typical day and for medon't get me wrong I work a stressfuljob about something I think I think thatsometimes it's the stress would you makeit I'm not really a stress the stress Tperson like that so for me I always tryto remain calm stay chilled andsometimes the people that you know doyou ever like strength unlike what'sthat gonna helpit's not gonna help me isn't Americanthings better it's not then I go see thegym me in the gym is a space where I canshut down you know just focus on why isit fun to meyeah it's a place for me there's timesthat I going what gym about six times aweekI don't want it went you know about sixtimes a week but now is the case ofdiscipline I'm just I'm there whether Iwant to or thatdo I wanna wake up frustrated with myclothes every dayI don't want to see what I have to do Ido because I have seen you know peoplesaying are jungian up dry chicken outdry chicken and veg again how do youenjoy it I'm gonna enjoy I don't mean toenjoy because nobody needs ityeah it's about why I enjoy oh you canseason your chicken me you cannotconsistently so why don't you need toenjoy it so have it yeah that's one thatI like that and the great thing aboutthat is it's transferable by anything oranything because for me I've nevercompeted before these were firstbodybuilding competitions you know andnothing to myself rightit's that pinnacle before I used to goJim it's just real weight you know tryand lift as heavy as I can they camepretty strong but then what's next youknow cuz I catch a point in the gym Ithink you know you know same old stuckhere for how many years not much changesso if we know yeah jump our comfort zonedoing something that's gonna stretchsomething you've never ever done beforeso completes it and it's something I'vealways wanted to do ok right this yearI'm gonna compete this you know is thevery first of December no sir right thisyear I'm gonna compete that racismnothing's happening so sometimes youneed to take action absolutelyabsolutelywhen it comes to do it that's a wholedifferent story some people some peoplefeel like they're doing push-ups oh theygetting bigger by just talking about itoh yeah it's all pumped up the momentand listen to motivational thing andthey're feeling grateful oh but 30minutes per month okay now you're gonnawork and that work there and whatever itis in life so say for instance if youuse my property for example a lot of thestuff I do in this job it's not greatand sometimes people will look at itfrom from their perspective and think ohyou've got the life you can work withyou on that listen when I accept my dayI hate doing these tasks but I have todo it just in order to get my freedomdiscipline equals freedom basicallythat's how I see itsame with the gym so I'll get the smirkremarkso you're always in the gym you'readdicted to the gym first I used to getmy back up a little bit because I didn'twant to be that guy but I'm like okaythat's fineI'd rather be addicted to that then atthe same time similar to your son yesI'd say three or four times a week Ireally want to get to the gym becauseyou just you feel good you feel greatthe other times and what I'm doingsometimes I do to workout today as wellI don't wanna be there but I have to bethen I convince myself and I starttalking the struggle I go through my ownhead to get myself to the gym thatmorning is tough but it has to bedonated to become he's so happy now he'slike it's like when I breathe or when Ieat and drink it's just part of it thisis second natureyeah everyone should do that becauselike we said it's all transferrable intoanything if I can myself up my comfortzone every single day and do that andthen do that with other tasks in my lifeI either private casting ie my propertyor my coaching or whatever then slowlylike with a gym progress it's gonnastart happening isn't ityou gotta start reaching them and lookdoing things such as a meal prep I'venever used a real prayer never use themeal prep and you know the whole resultshave been working our fancy KFC KFC KFCof course I why do I do thatdodge it corny ammonia sometimes all myeat lunch and by the time just beforeeating I'll be starving and I'll havewiping stuck in order Big John'sastray if I were to be John's then goJesus laughter you cannot I work aboutdiet and stuff Engels now I could takesome 2,000 do four days worth of foodand I feel great yeah absolutely and nowit's a habit I believe in dreadmill prepI enjoy heat and deciphering again manmotivation that's all if I say a - timediscipline lasts forever high-degreewonder-percent I think I used to be aperson trainer not seven eight years andI'm Cocorico need to like a coachingaspect I suppose the people were so likemy property and business and stuff andone of the first things I will say topeople when they approach me or can youcoach me for a kind of ability you helpme get get over this hurdle in my lifefor example it's okay do you work out asolution one of the first questionsasked which they probably don't expectfrom the coach because I think you knowyou're gonna give me some system orsomething that you need to do forbusiness and the majority of them say noI'm like well that needs to changebecause the way I do my stuff is that'sthe first thing we look at we focusingon your health which I believe is yourbiggest well you know healthy as well asthat kind of thing and your mind gettingthat right and that's kind of how I lookat it so I think me going to the gymespecially for my boxing okay justbefore meeting you doing the Masters hasbeen one of the biggest disadvantages Ihad when I went to this property game inthis business game because I was like Ijust take that work ethic where I was iworking everyone in the gym and i justbring it into yeah okay i don't know asmuch about property or business as mostpeople but most people start work aboutknowing they work to about half i forexample you have about an hour and ahalf at the dick you know for lunch thenlooking at YouTube videos half waythrough if I just wake up seven eighto'clock but I don't have all that timeand I just work till seven eight o'clockat night very very quickly over a coupleyears I'll call back up if that makesany sense that's kind of what I've doneit that of course yeah okay fantastic sowhat is your biggest fear why is mybiggest fear okay um my biggest fear isI would say to not be able to keep myfamily they deserve what would change intheir day to day would it be that youwant to retire them from work or sendthem on a holiday I mean what kind ofthings in what will change them and thenmoments wake up to what's work thatwould be the main thing the choice didyou have the choice if they do choose togo to work is our choice as long as theyhave to yeah and at the moment is thecase of the clock see I thinks it's cuzknow we spend a lot of our time I workmore about time get home everyone'stired or we the good gets a bed that'syour neo Cynthia as you know spend asmuch time as you deal with them as youdo at work absolutelyfor me I would like for my family to theOpera Z what's the spin because that'sthat's invaluable man thing is for us tospend more time together spend more timedoing something that it does not reallybenefit us you know the initial initialamount of time that it got its that's mybiggest worry cuz it's not for you knowcritics life is a predictoryou know things happen day in day outactually I've seen this call he saidthat we who die while still alive youknow you don't expect it to happen whilethings happen and for me out of reallydisappointed if I if something any fixthat happened and I'm not being able togive my family the life that theydeservethat's what my biggest fear okay goodanswer good answerokay so the next question is aboutmotivation I'd be lying I suppose if Isaid there was a days where I struggledto keep myself away I think I've touchedon this earlier you know gym stuffand I'm pretty soon yourself had thosedays as well I've yet to meet anybodywho doesn't need some level ofmotivation or something that just keepson going on the days where they justdon't feel like doing it so I want toknow is on those days where you feellike maybe you're in a funk or yourmotivations gone and then he's just notclicking in your head and you don't wantto go to the gym I know we touch ondiscipline for example or you don't wantto go to it what is driving you on thatparticular day okay I always think thatsomeone else is working harder that's meby the way up in smoke okay if we are tobelieve this you know the competition'sthat I'm gonna do like I said I don'twanna go to gym every day but I dosometimes I'm in the gym I'm gonnahundred percent I still give iteverything that came on that day yeahyou know I'll finish myself I want to bestanding on that stage and if I've lostit's my cause I worked refused yeah Iwant to lose with my head held highokay there's nothing more that Icould've actually given me okay that'swhat motivates me I don't understandtheir thinking and if I want to thinkthat one day that's gonna be that we maylive so stop being of no wanting to beoutworked it's okay yeah you're gonnalose okay we lose it but do not losecause I do not get oh yeah you knowthat's Jim late but I'm Garcialife in general I just touched up on myknees that like they don't give for myfamilyyes that's what motivates me to stopbeing of man you can't afford to letthat grip slippushy and you know I'm always to youmore the fact that they're waking up agoal to work that day when that day thewake nuts got to work clay yeah that'sthat's my motivation desperate like theyhave to wake up for where that baby thatyou have that makes sure you don't hitthat seems but exactly can I hear thatbecause I understand me my wife youwhile I went on this journey where I wasself-employed and not really normally Iwas literally carrying I had this muchmoney to spare another I need to getremember me I need to pay for a coffeeany I was working my pennies out in abootstrapping but the thing that wouldalways get me out of bed was and I wasput my alarm I just put on for my wifeyeah so I'm like she's haven't talked towork to support this I mean and thatused to keep me going every single daythat's so I hear that okay okay so nowyou've heard the buzzer has just goneoff and we're at the fun part of theshow where I'm gonna put you throughyour paces now the beautiful thing aboutthis is T doesn't know any of thequestions I'm gonna ask him so what I'mgonna do is I'm gonna set the timer for60 seconds okay so we're going to startin three two onethe ability to fly or be invisible rightmoney your fame money Ronnie Coleman orAuto Show Sega on favorite protein shapeflavor banana singing or dancing dancingthat Pixar YouTube YouTube Marvel or DCmodel favorite TV show everwould you rather than on how you woulddie or when you were dying when you loveor moneylove books or movies if you can sit withone person in the world or an hour withme you'll probably be in Iraq your worstfear growing up was snakes what is yourbiggest addictionmy biggest addiction is Jim summerwinter summer your favorite place in thewhole way your zoom speak or languageswill be able to speak to animalssweet harmonies if you could abolish onething in the world for many P racismyour favorite song ever last onesJacob read minds or predict the futureyour favorite superheromy pramantha probably one of mine yeahyeah okay so but nearly there's just acouple of more questions left and thenext one's on reflection so hi insidesome wonderful thing and upon reflectionwe can always think of ways to get towhere we currently are quicker easier orwith less heartache but I also guess thejourney teaches us a lot as well I'm astrong believer in trusting the processand enjoying the process so what I wantto know is if you could go back in timeto that one moment where you reallystruggled and suffered with theadversity so if you use the universityexample and you can just whispersomething in the air of a younger Tknowing what you know now what would youtell yourself when I tell myself beproactiveno one's gonna keep this to you you cando thisno one can race you come on your waysfor you you're gonna do but in so we areactually at the last question then if ina hundred and fifty years time sciencefails to save all of us we're no longerhere and well that exists is a book onthe life of T by the way you can chooseup for the title and on that book it'sit can be as big as you want butsomebody's walking past what will makethat person pick it up right so what Iwant to know is what would the blue sayand what would the total of that booksay about you okay okay something GodseyI mean that I'm always there so someonewho just worked hard to chase theAmerican dream for their family justfinally in Americayeah people's attention but that it'struly the only company okay title titlethe British dream says a guy it's veryhard to get there makethey're gonna be thinking this authorhas no idea where my story my story myright there's not right or wrong answergood answer good answer so that you'veheard it you've heard like anunbelievable story of somebody who'scoming from a place where many of us whoare listening to this now haven't had tocome from I suppose and I studied withtea at University and a lot of this Inever knew myself so it's it's beeninspiring for myself to hear thisespecially when I sit back and I thinkabout when we were doing coursework andI used to struggle with the EnglishEnglish language myself so just to thinkhow hard it must have been for you aswell it just makes you appreciate howfortunate we all are before we leave Iam I always like to ask my guests ifthey could just give us one place wherewe could reach out to you I'll probablysay snapchat realistically okay thesemore than anything that's fine you andyour username infrastructure catcherFreeman catch a Freeman okay fantasticI'll put that in the show notesI'm will probably put your Instagram inthere as well because I find itinspirational there's a lot of greatquotes bill on my Instagram okay butthere's also a lot of their trainingfootage as well and bespoke prior tothis interview as well teas on thetransformation where he's gone from justunder probably 100 kg down to like 7 eie I think at the minute and it'sprobably gonna get lower so it justshows you that if you really trust theprocess in your work hard you can reallyget to where you want to get to and Ijust wanna say thank you for coming downreally appreciate itand tirana home thanks for listening andremember this podcast is absolutely freeso all we ask in return is for you toshare this with a friend and drop us afive star review over on iTunes have anawesome day#JustDeuIt & #FindYourVoice See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

Rival Podcast Club
Episode 27: Tidying Up, Animal Collective retrospective, the Instagram egg, and more!

Rival Podcast Club

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 18, 2019 52:14


The show where we discuss things we’re into every other week! In What’s Happening What’s Up we discuss Netflix’s latest hit show: Tidying Up We then give recommendations for the biweek: Taylor The record breaking break of Instagram https://www.instagram.com/world_record_egg/?utm_source=ig_embed Jacob Beeswax wrap https://www.beeswrap.com Taylor Animal Collective “Merryweather Post Pavilion” https://www.theringer.com/music/2019/1/4/18167715/animal-collective-merriweather-post-pavilion-10th-anniversary-panda-bear-avey-tareretrospectives Jacob “You and I Eat the Same” from MAD Dispatches https://www.madfeed.co/2018/mad-dispatches/ Follow us here: instagram.com/goodtastepod twitter.com/@jacobthewilson twitter.com/@taylorjaywilson Email us: goodtastepod@gmail.com Leave a review and something you want us to check out and we’ll do so! Click here: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/good-taste/id1331981072?mt=2 Our friends: Our intro song is by Koi https://open.spotify.com/artist/6MhwQdck5uQDaUUf0wI1kj?si=vzuRLjPCSBSPoCi6wpPOOA Rival Sports Club https://www.spreaker.com/show/rival-sports-club Taylor’s other show: https://www.spreaker.com/user/10623863 Jacob’s blog: jacobandrewwilson.com/blog

Rival Podcast Club
Episode 27: Tidying Up, Animal Collective retrospective, the Instagram egg, and more!

Rival Podcast Club

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 18, 2019 52:14


The show where we discuss things we're into every other week! In What's Happening What's Up we discuss Netflix's latest hit show: Tidying Up We then give recommendations for the biweek: Taylor The record breaking break of Instagram https://www.instagram.com/world_record_egg/?utm_source=ig_embed Jacob Beeswax wrap https://www.beeswrap.com Taylor Animal Collective “Merryweather Post Pavilion” https://www.theringer.com/music/2019/1/4/18167715/animal-collective-merriweather-post-pavilion-10th-anniversary-panda-bear-avey-tareretrospectives Jacob “You and I Eat the Same” from MAD Dispatches https://www.madfeed.co/2018/mad-dispatches/ Follow us here: instagram.com/goodtastepod twitter.com/@jacobthewilson twitter.com/@taylorjaywilson Email us: goodtastepod@gmail.com Leave a review and something you want us to check out and we'll do so! Click here: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/good-taste/id1331981072?mt=2 Our friends: Our intro song is by Koi https://open.spotify.com/artist/6MhwQdck5uQDaUUf0wI1kj?si=vzuRLjPCSBSPoCi6wpPOOA Rival Sports Club https://www.spreaker.com/show/rival-sports-club Taylor's other show: https://www.spreaker.com/user/10623863 Jacob's blog: jacobandrewwilson.com/blog

Good Taste
Episode 27: Tidying Up, Animal Collective retrospective, the Instagram egg, and more!

Good Taste

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 18, 2019 52:14


The show where we discuss things we’re into every other week! In What’s Happening What’s Up we discuss Netflix’s latest hit show: Tidying UpWe then give recommendations for the biweek:TaylorThe record breaking break of Instagramhttps://www.instagram.com/world_record_egg/?utm_source=ig_embedJacobBeeswax wraphttps://www.beeswrap.comTaylorAnimal Collective “Merryweather Post Pavilion” https://www.theringer.com/music/2019/1/4/18167715/animal-collective-merriweather-post-pavilion-10th-anniversary-panda-bear-avey-tareretrospectives Jacob“You and I Eat the Same” from MAD Dispatcheshttps://www.madfeed.co/2018/mad-dispatches/Follow us here:instagram.com/goodtastepodtwitter.com/@jacobthewilson twitter.com/@taylorjaywilsonEmail us: goodtastepod@gmail.comLeave a review and something you want us to check out and we’ll do so! Click here: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/good-taste/id1331981072?mt=2Our friends:Our intro song is by Koihttps://open.spotify.com/artist/6MhwQdck5uQDaUUf0wI1kj?si=vzuRLjPCSBSPoCi6wpPOOARival Sports Club https://www.spreaker.com/show/rival-sports-clubTaylor’s other show: https://www.spreaker.com/user/10623863Jacob’s blog: jacobandrewwilson.com/blog

Good Taste
Episode 27: Tidying Up, Animal Collective retrospective, the Instagram egg, and more!

Good Taste

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 18, 2019 52:14


The show where we discuss things we’re into every other week! In What’s Happening What’s Up we discuss Netflix’s latest hit show: Tidying UpWe then give recommendations for the biweek:TaylorThe record breaking break of Instagramhttps://www.instagram.com/world_record_egg/?utm_source=ig_embedJacobBeeswax wraphttps://www.beeswrap.comTaylorAnimal Collective “Merryweather Post Pavilion” https://www.theringer.com/music/2019/1/4/18167715/animal-collective-merriweather-post-pavilion-10th-anniversary-panda-bear-avey-tareretrospectives Jacob“You and I Eat the Same” from MAD Dispatcheshttps://www.madfeed.co/2018/mad-dispatches/Follow us here:instagram.com/goodtastepodtwitter.com/@jacobthewilson twitter.com/@taylorjaywilsonEmail us: goodtastepod@gmail.comLeave a review and something you want us to check out and we’ll do so! Click here: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/good-taste/id1331981072?mt=2Our friends:Our intro song is by Koihttps://open.spotify.com/artist/6MhwQdck5uQDaUUf0wI1kj?si=vzuRLjPCSBSPoCi6wpPOOARival Sports Club https://www.spreaker.com/show/rival-sports-clubTaylor’s other show: https://www.spreaker.com/user/10623863Jacob’s blog: jacobandrewwilson.com/blog

Meant To Be Eaten
#38 – You and I Eat the Same

Meant To Be Eaten

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 11, 2018 46:15


A conversation with Melina Shannon-DiPietro and Chris Ying. MAD, the danish word for “food” – is a nonprofit dedicated to bringing together a global cooking community. The first book of their Dispatches book series, You and I Eat the Same, is devoted to inspiring, educating, and creating sustainable, lasting change in how the world eats. Meant to be Eaten is powered by Simplecast

Weight Loss Nation
Lose 5 pounds in 5 days! S3 Epo49

Weight Loss Nation

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 26, 2018 25:51


Hey Weight Loss Nation! The Weight Loss Nation https://Shop.TotalLifeChanges.com/34605577/products I'm going to be talking about "pooping" and detoxing your intestine today. It's very important to "poop." Your body excretes excess waste, toxins, fats and bacteria from your body.  I asked my Doctor how often should I be "pooping." She told me everybody poops differently. My doctor also told me the average cycle of "pooping" is from 3 times a day down to once every 3 days. "Pooping" improves your digestive health. Today and next week we are going to be talking.... a lot....about "Poop." I've always had problems "pooping." I suffered all my life with constipation. I use to EAT a lot of processed foods.....fatty foods.....and I EAT a "large amount" of food. These are some ways that cause constipation. Being Pre-Diabetic or having Diabetes can also cause Constipation. Since I started living a long-term healthy lifestyle TWO years ago.....I improved my "constipation" problem.  NOW.... I wanted to improve the frequency of my "pooping." Improve YOUR Frequency of Pooping! I "fit" into the "normal" range of "pooping" my Doctor told me about,  but I wasn't happy being near the end of that range. I started looking into "pooping" and how I could improve the frequency of my "pooping." I wasn't looking for a "fast" or "quick" way to fix my "pooping" problem. The "Fast" way to do things never works. Just like a "Diet" doesn't work.....either does a "quick fix" for pooping. I needed to look into another "lifestyle" change. So.....I started researching "pooping" and how I could increase the frequency of pooping naturally. Mother Nature is awesome! She doesn't make any mistakes Nation! There are plants, trees, herbs, fruits and vegetables for all kinds of ailments. I read about all kinds of "Colon Detoxing." There are sooo many "quick fixes" out there Nation! I wanted an "everyday......natural cleansing, natural detoxification, bringing my body into a balanced state." I wanted to assist my intestine with it's natural functions. Some of the natural functions of your intestine are -  Digestion of the food we eat. Transferring nutrients from food into the cells of your body. Processing the waste from food and eliminating it from the body. Serving as a home for the "good bacteria" that provide a number of essential functions, including aiding in digestion and supporting the immune system.  After researching and trying several kinds of "cleanses" and "detox" products.....I am happy to say I finally found a product, which has helped me. This product is a TEA This TEA has helped MY Intestine with it's Natural Functions. The TEA comes in two varieties..... 1. The first variety is A Regular "Tea-Bag" just like other tea bags you're use to seeing in your supermarket 2. And the 2nd variety comes as an "instant" TEA, that you mix in 8 oz of water. For the last 6 Months......that's what I said....6 months...I have used this TEA to see how it would effect MY "Pooping" and my intestinal health. I am VERY happy to report....I am "Pooping" EVERYDAY! Improve YOUR Frequency of Pooping! I am finally on the opposite side of the "Pooping" cycle that my doctor told me about.  I also lost 5 pounds in 5 days this week, after I ate different kinds of "processed" foods for my Birthday this past week, By just having TWO cups of TEA a day for FIVE days. On other days when I have something to eat that isn't REAL FOOD.....like my "Beanitos" Black Bean Chips... or.... my "Jackson's Honest"....Lime with Sea Salt Tortilla Chips in Coconut Oil..... I drink TWO cups of TEA that day. I don't feel bloated, I don't feel tired, I don't have cramps.  I FEEL GREAT! One of the main reasons I LOVE this TEA, is because of the NATURAL & beneficial Ingredients this TEA has. I prefer the Instant Tea, since I'm always on the go and need to have easy, quick meals and drinks every day. I Love the TEA Bags too.....I make a batch of TEA with the TEA Bag every once in a while, I just prefer the convenience of the instant tea since I'm on the go a lot. Here are the ingredients in the Instant TEA: 1. Dextrin - Dextrin is a soluble Fiber that comes from corn starch. It is a pre-biotic fiber with excellent digestive tolerance. It has a low viscosity (which means it mixes well with other ingredients and it doesn't get thick) The Dextrin Dissolves in water easily. Studies have shown that soluble fiber dextrin can promote the sensation of feeling full when added to beverages. I can ATTEST to that! I do feel more satisfied after drinking the instant TEA, which means I do eat less! 2. Cassia Angustifolia Extract is also known as Senna, Cassia Senna. Cassia Angustifolia is a "natural laxative" which is known to increase the amount of mucus in the intestines. Cassia Angustifolia increases intestinal movement as well as colon secretion, all of which increases the ease of "pooping" NATION! Improve YOUR Frequency of Pooping! 3. Carica Papaya Extract - Papaya contains two important enzymes - a. Chymopapain  and b. Papain These two enzymes are known for treating gastrointestinal disorders. An article in the "2013 Neuro Endocrinology Letters," notes a preperation made with Papaya extract, demonstrated results for some patients symptoms of constipation, bloating and IBS (which is Irritable Bowel Syndrome) and the Papaya contributed to a healthy digestive tract. Carica Papaya Extract demonstrated great results as an anti-inflammatory agent with anti-oxidant wound healing properties and immune-modulatory effects. 4. Matricaria Chamomilla also known as German Chamomile has been used for "sluggish" digestion, diarrhea, inflammation of the urinary tract and menstrual pain.  Raspberries are known to help big time for menstrual cramps ladies! After this episode, go listen to Season 2 episode #39 - Eliminate Menstral Cramps and Hot Flashes with Raspberries, to get all the information on help with Menstrual cramps.  Matricaria Chamomilla has been used as herbal medicine to treat stomach pain, Irritable Bowel Syndrome and as a gentle sleep aid. I have been drinking this TEA for six months, and I have seen a HUGE improvement in my digestive health. I "Poop" almost EVERYDAY now and I haven't had a cold or have been sick in over a year. If this TEA resonates with YOU, I would love for you to try it and see if you have great results with "Pooping" and increasing YOUR Digestive Health. Want to try it? Go to my website.....  https://shop.totallifechanges.com/34605577/products Under Products, "click" on Health and Wellness. You'll see the Laso Tea Bag - 5 Pack..... and when you Scroll down, you'll see the Laso "Instant Tea" (60 Count) box. Order the Tea Bag or Instant Tea and let me know if it helped YOU with YOUR "Pooping" and YOUR Digestive Health. If you follow the directions and drink TWO cups of the Instant TEA a Day for "5 consecutive days".......You should lose up to 5 pounds....just by drinking the damn TEA NATION! ORDER Your TEA Here! I'm always honest with you Nation...and I want you to know that I am now an "Affiliate" and I will earn a commission when you purchase the TEA.  Listen....When you try the TEA and Lose 5 pounds in 5 days and if YOU want to learn how to become an "Affiliate" to make a commission when YOU purchase your own TEA......or someone else buys the TEA.... Make Money When You Buy Your Own TEA Here! send me an email to Support@TheWeightLossNation.com  and I'll tell you how! If you just LOVE the TEA and want to buy the TEA to help you POOP Better and improve your Digestive Health..... GREAT! Just Buy the TEA! Buy Your TEA Here! If you have been living with constipation, abdominal cramps, bloating, menstrual cramps or symptoms of Irritable Bowel Syndrome......I highly suggest you try this TEA. Next Week.....I'm going to be talking about the COLOR of your POOP and what that means!   Hey Weight Loss Nation! www.TheWeightLossNation.com If you are ready to "finally" lose weight and keep it off forever, you need to "join Weight Loss Nation." You know the adage....."It takes a village to raise a child." The concept is the same with weight loss! Would you rather continue "yo-yo dieting" by yourself and not be able to go out to a restaurant with friends, since you know you will "struggle" with food choices? Are you happy with losing weight only to gain it back again? Do you have too much "stress" in your life? I've said all of those things and I've had every excuse in the book on why I couldn't keep weight off. Or....... Would you like to be part of a "Village" of people, who are just like you and will be there to support you every single day in a private community? Weight loss Nation has a collaboration of experts in the fields of Nutrition, Mindset, Movement, Weight Loss, Yoga, Fitness, Meditation, Emotional Eating and Post Traumatic Stress! When you become a member of Weight Loss Nation, you have access to these experts to answer your questions! Weight Loss Nation Members* have access to recipes, cooking videos and exercise videos. Weight Loss Nation participates in “Meet Ups” in the Tampa Bay, Florida area. Our Private Facebook Forum is a "no judgement zone," where you can feel safe and comfortable in sharing your comments and feelings. So.....what are you waiting for? Go to www.TheWeightLossNation.com and take the life-long journey with me and finally lose the weight forever! 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Hellbent For Horror
Episode 060- Slave to the Grindhouse with 42nd Street Pete Chiarella

Hellbent For Horror

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 19, 2017 84:26


Oh, to have been there in the heyday of Grindhouse Cinema!  Rows of theaters on New York’s 42nd Street playing classics such as I Drink Your Blood, Children Shouldn’t Play with Dead Things, Ilsa: She-Wolf of the SS, Three on a Meathook, The Corpse Grinders, and more. These movies are the stuff of cinema legend, and late night video parties...and so are the theaters and audiences that experienced them!   And our guest today, 42nd Street Pete Chiarella, was there for the highs and lows (and sleazy lowdowns) of it all.  Pete, the creator of Grindhouse Purgatory magazine, has lots of stories to tell, and he was kind enough to join me to talk about the filmmakers, the movies, The Deuce, and the Lost Hustler Spirit of New York City.  I invite you to listen in, and experience some real Grindhouse legend. Take a hilarious trip through the gory, sexy, sleazy history of 'The Deuce" of the 1970's with tour guide 42nd Street Pete!   I hope you enjoy the episode.   Join the Hellbent for Horror Horde on Patreon! Click here: http://bit.ly/2i3VLoe   If you like the show, please consider writing a review on iTunes or Google Play.  It really helps.      You can now subscribe to the Hellbent for Horror podcast now available on iTunes, Google Play, PlayerFM, and Stitcher.   You can keep up with Hellbent for Horror on iTunes @iTunesPodcasts     iTunes link: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/hellbent-for-horror/id1090978706 Google Play link:https://play.google.com/music/listen#/ps/Ibsk2i4bbprrplyvs37c6aqv2ny Stitcher link: http://www.stitcher.com/podcast/hellbent-for-horror?refid=stpr   For you, the listeners of Hellbent for Horror, Audible is offering a free audiobook download with a free 30-day trial to give you the opportunity to check out their service. To download your free audiobook today, go to: http://www.audibletrial.com/HellbentForHorror #horror #horrormovies #hellbentforhorror Movies discussed: Satan’s Sadists (1969) Kingdom of the Spiders (1977) Blood Feast (1963) Color Me Blood Red (1965) The Defilers (1965) The Immoral Mr. Teas (1959) Up! (1976) Beyond the Valley of the Ultravixens (1979) The Corpse Grinders (1971) Bloodthirsty Butchers (1970) Children Shouldn’t Play with Dead Things (1972) The Wild Angels (1966) I Drink your Blood (1970)/ I Eat your Skin (1971) Ilsa: She-Wolf of the SS (1975) Curse of Frankenstein (1957)/Horror of Dracula (1958) Night of the Living Dead/ Slaves (Double Feature) Coffy (1973) Black Caesar (1973) That’s Sexploitation! (2013) The Thrill Killers (1964) Three on a Meathook (1972) For a Few Dollars More (1965) The Wild Bunch (1969) Barbed wire Dolls (1976) Dr. Butcher, MD (1981) The Street Fighter (1974) Deep River Savages (Sacrifice!) (1972) Jungle Holocaust (The Last Survivor) (1977) Undertaker and His Pals (1966) Hell’s Angels 69 (1969) Make Them Die Slowly (1981) Stone Cold Dead (1979) Vanishing Point (1971) Cannonball Run (1981) Mondo Cane (1962) Africa Blood and Guts (1966) Love Camp 7 (1969) Turkey Shoot (1982) Death Wish (1974) Sex Wish (1976) Sabata (1969) Payment in Blood or 7 Winchesters for a Massacre (1967) Big Bird Cage (1972) Big Doll House (1971)   Books: Youth in Babylon- David Friedman Shadows & Light: Journeys with Outlaws in Revolutionary Hollywood- Gary Kent "ACTION!" John 'Bud' Cardos: The True Story of a Renaissance Cowboy, Rodeo Clown, Actor, Stuntman, and Director in Hollywood- John ‘Bud’ Carlos The Whole Bag of Crazy- Pete Chiarella   People: Kroger Babb Gary Kent Mike Vraney Frank Henenlotter Bud Cardos David Friedman Russ Meyer Herschel Gordon Lewis Ted V. Mikels Long Jeanne Silver

Cut the Crap & Keep it Real Podcast - a no excuse approach to a healthier mind, body and soul.

F**k Diets and Stop Judging what I Eat Hello everyone, I’m very excited about todays show. It’s just me. I don’t have a guest today. It’s been some time since I’ve done a solo show, so I hope to keep you entertained, make you laugh, make you think and share something new with you. Because you […] The post CTC021 – F**K Diets and Stop Judging what I Eat appeared first on Tanya Fraser - Nutritionist | Personal Trainer.

The Wealthy Speaker Talk Radio Show
Mrs. Essence 2013 Empowers Listeners

The Wealthy Speaker Talk Radio Show

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 16, 2013 31:00


LaQuisha Hall visits The Wealthy Speaker Show to share what motivated her to Empower, Aspire and Transform audiences. Paul Lawrence Vann interviews Mrs. Essence 2013 to assist listeners in understanding the motivaiton behind Ms. Hall and iEAT, LaQuisha is the author of the book, "Positively Bodyful," and discover the connection between image and self-esteem. Young girls experience body changes that are unique, thus image is an important aspect of their life during this stage of their growth and development. LaQuisha Hall's will discuss how her books help young girls overcome low estem and negatism during this episode of The Wealthy Speaker Show. Tune in, listen in and call in with questions at: (877) 404-1615 and or join us in the web chat room http://www.blogtalkradio.com/paullawrencevann

NYC iSchool's Podcast
iEat NY: Episode 5 Syra & Amanda

NYC iSchool's Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 23, 2010 15:40


James Beard once said, "Food is our common ground, a universal experience" and a group of ambitious teens from the NYC iSchool were determined to find out if this were true. Armed with an iPod touch and a metro card, the students traveled throughout the city exploring the connection between food, culture and literature. They gained new perspectives on our relationship to food through cultural interviews and meal time discussions, and they documented this journey in a serious of entertaining podc

NYC iSchool's Podcast
iEat NY: Episode 6 Celina & Justine

NYC iSchool's Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 23, 2010 15:44


James Beard once said, "Food is our common ground, a universal experience" and a group of ambitious teens from the NYC iSchool were determined to find out if this were true. Armed with an iPod touch and a metro card, the students traveled throughout the city exploring the connection between food, culture and literature. They gained new perspectives on our relationship to food through cultural interviews and meal time discussions, and they documented this journey in a serious of entertaining podc

NYC iSchool's Podcast
iEat NY: Episode 4 Elena, Jellie & Ayana

NYC iSchool's Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 23, 2010 14:30


James Beard once said, "Food is our common ground, a universal experience" and a group of ambitious teens from the NYC iSchool were determined to find out if this were true. Armed with an iPod touch and a metro card, the students traveled throughout the city exploring the connection between food, culture and literature. They gained new perspectives on our relationship to food through cultural interviews and meal time discussions, and they documented this journey in a serious of entertaining podc

NYC iSchool's Podcast
iEat NY: Episode 8 Omar & Maila

NYC iSchool's Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 23, 2010 16:02


James Beard once said, "Food is our common ground, a universal experience" and a group of ambitious teens from the NYC iSchool were determined to find out if this were true. Armed with an iPod touch and a metro card, the students traveled throughout the city exploring the connection between food, culture and literature. They gained new perspectives on our relationship to food through cultural interviews and meal time discussions, and they documented this journey in a serious of entertaining podc

NYC iSchool's Podcast
iEat NY: Episode 9 Vance, Damila & Lorenzo

NYC iSchool's Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 23, 2010 16:20


James Beard once said, "Food is our common ground, a universal experience" and a group of ambitious teens from the NYC iSchool were determined to find out if this were true. Armed with an iPod touch and a metro card, the students traveled throughout the city exploring the connection between food, culture and literature. They gained new perspectives on our relationship to food through cultural interviews and meal time discussions, and they documented this journey in a serious of entertaining podc

NYC iSchool's Podcast
iEat NY: Episode 3 Keegan & Michelle

NYC iSchool's Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 23, 2010 13:51


James Beard once said, "Food is our common ground, a universal experience" and a group of ambitious teens from the NYC iSchool were determined to find out if this were true. Armed with an iPod touch and a metro card, the students traveled throughout the city exploring the connection between food, culture and literature. They gained new perspectives on our relationship to food through cultural interviews and meal time discussions, and they documented this journey in a serious of entertaining podc

NYC iSchool's Podcast
iEat NY Episode 2: Raquel & Maksoom

NYC iSchool's Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 23, 2010 20:48


James Beard once said, "Food is our common ground, a universal experience" and a group of ambitious teens from the NYC iSchool were determined to find out if this were true. Armed with an iPod touch and a metro card, the students traveled throughout the city exploring the connection between food, culture and literature. They gained new perspectives on our relationship to food through cultural interviews and meal time discussions, and they documented this journey in a serious of entertaining podc

NYC iSchool's Podcast
iEat NY Episode 1: Madelyn and Kandace

NYC iSchool's Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 23, 2010 11:24


James Beard once said, "Food is our common ground, a universal experience" and a group of ambitious teens from the NYC iSchool were determined to find out if this were true. Armed with an iPod touch and a metro card, the students traveled throughout the city exploring the connection between food, culture and literature. They gained new perspectives on our relationship to food through cultural interviews and meal time discussions, and they documented this journey in a serious of entertaining podcasts.

NYC iSchool's Podcast
iEat NY: Episode 7 Bianca, Amanda & Andre

NYC iSchool's Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 23, 2010 19:11


James Beard once said, "Food is our common ground, a universal experience" and a group of ambitious teens from the NYC iSchool were determined to find out if this were true. Armed with an iPod touch and a metro card, the students traveled throughout the city exploring the connection between food, culture and literature. They gained new perspectives on our relationship to food through cultural interviews and meal time discussions, and they documented this journey in a serious of entertaining podc

Dread Media
Dread Media - Episode 09

Dread Media

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 29, 2007 60:52


In this episode of Dread Media, Desmond Reddick features Cannibal Flesh Riot, the short film by Gris Grimly. Ben triumphantly returns for another Roadkill Review; this time he and Desmond talk about 30 Days of Night on the drive home from the theater. Which one of them is out of his mind? You'll have to listen to find out. Plus, tunes include "I Eat the Dead" by Psycho Charger, "The Wrong Way Out" by The Death Riders and "Monster Mash" by The Misfits.

Dread Media
Dread Media - Episode 09

Dread Media

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 29, 2007 60:52


In this episode of Dread Media, Desmond Reddick features Cannibal Flesh Riot, the short film by Gris Grimly. Ben triumphantly returns for another Roadkill Review; this time he and Desmond talk about 30 Days of Night on the drive home from the theater. Which one of them is out of his mind? You'll have to listen to find out. Plus, tunes include "I Eat the Dead" by Psycho Charger, "The Wrong Way Out" by The Death Riders and "Monster Mash" by The Misfits.

Earth-2.net Presents...
Dread Media - Episode 09

Earth-2.net Presents...

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 29, 2007 60:52


In this episode of Dread Media, Desmond Reddick features Cannibal Flesh Riot, the short film by Gris Grimly. Ben triumphantly returns for another Roadkill Review; this time he and Desmond talk about 30 Days of Night on the drive home from the theater. Which one of them is out of his mind? You'll have to listen to find out. Plus, tunes include "I Eat the Dead" by Psycho Charger, "The Wrong Way Out" by The Death Riders and "Monster Mash" by The Misfits.

Earth-2.net Presents...
Dread Media - Episode 09

Earth-2.net Presents...

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 29, 2007 60:52


In this episode of Dread Media, Desmond Reddick features Cannibal Flesh Riot, the short film by Gris Grimly. Ben triumphantly returns for another Roadkill Review; this time he and Desmond talk about 30 Days of Night on the drive home from the theater. Which one of them is out of his mind? You'll have to listen to find out. Plus, tunes include "I Eat the Dead" by Psycho Charger, "The Wrong Way Out" by The Death Riders and "Monster Mash" by The Misfits.

Random Signal
R.S. #20 - It's Alive!

Random Signal

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 31, 2005 24:45


It's a Halloween music spooktacular! 1. I Eat the Living - The Creeping Cruds (Buy it here!) 2. Spleen - Veronique Diabolique (also www.myspace.com/veroniquediabolique) 3. Godzilla - Bad News Bats 4. Black Cat Black Cat - Evil Wiener (also check out Billy's Song-A-Day podcast!)

As We Eat
EP 47 From Starter to Finish: Dough Does It All

As We Eat

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 1, 1970 29:43


With as few as three ingredients, dough can transform into some of the world's most seminal dishes - pizza, pasta, bread, and more. Join As We Eat as we rise to the occasion and dish up some fascinating history and cultural impacts of dough.The Limitless Capacity of DoughDough has a nearly limitless capacity depending on its ingredients, leavening or fermenting process, or how the dough is shaped and cooked. Called “the spark that led to the development of state and large political units,” a humble bowl of dough represents not only all the potential of what it might become, but also as a reminder of how much humans relied upon basic foodstuffs to imagine, build, and sustain whole civilizations. In this episode of As We Eat, Leigh and Kim take you on a journey through the history of dough and its mainstay ingredients and techniques. We also discuss how dough has its place within nearly every cuisine across the globe, and still grows its impact every day.A Culinary Building BlockDough is a culinary building block that enriches our lives from basic nutrition to agricultural development to large-scale trade. As a mother to all manner of popular food mainstays, a ball of dough is inherently hopeful because it could turn into so many wonderful, cherished things. It's no wonder that in the midst of a global health concern, we found space on our counters for jars of dough starters that perhaps reminded us that we could nurture and care for ourselves even as time seemed to stand still.For today's episode, we travel back in time to review how the mixture of a few simple ingredients influenced and was influenced by the cultures and dynasties of the people who relied upon the foods that dough created. Leigh shows how the concept of mixing flour made from wheat, rye, barley, and other cereals with water not only contributed towards the development of some of our greatest ancient civilizations, but also how long-held beliefs about the rise of agriculture were shaken by discovery of 12,000-old-old breadcrumbsKim enthuses about how dough represents a common, shared foodway through unleavened flatbread as a natural container for roasted meats or vegetables. This simple food is found in all corners of the planet revealing a way in which we are all alike rather than different.We conclude with memories of a recipe for friendship bread that produce a sweet dough meant to be shared with family and friends -  until it threatens to take over the house!Sources We Found Helpful for this Episode 14,000-Year-Old Piece Of Bread Rewrites The History Of Baking And FarmingArchaeobotanical evidence reveals the origins of bread 14,400 years ago in northeastern JordanFriendship Bread Kitchen WebsiteBooks We Think You'll  Enjoy ReadingYou and I Eat the Same: On the Countless Ways, Food and Cooking, Connect Us to One Another edited by Chris YangConsidered the Fork by Bee WilsonBread, A Global History by William RubelRecipes You Really Need to TryAmish Friendship Bread Starter from Friendship Bread KitchenApple Oatmeal Amish Friendship Bread from Friendship Bread KitchenHerman Friendship Cake from Cherished by MeEpisode Transcript