Podcasts about Jah

In this expansive episode of Selective Ignorance, Mandii B sits down with super producer A-King, journalist Jayson Rodriguez, and Jason “Jah” Lee for a deep, multilayered conversation that bridges culture, technology, ethics, and identity. The episode opens with Mandii’s intro and book promo [00:00] before the crew dives into the evolving intersection of sci-fi and reality [00:54], exploring how futuristic concepts—from AI to virtual identity—are rapidly becoming part of everyday life. They quickly shift into the impact of celebrity controversies and the algorithm-driven world of social media [02:17], highlighting how online behavior distorts public perception. This leads to a candid exploration of ignorance in social interactions [03:49], examining the blurred lines between intention, offense, and personal accountability. The discussion broadens into cultural biases and stereotypes [21:25], unpacking how upbringing, environment, and media shape the ways people interpret the world. That conversation sets the stage for a rich breakdown of Apple TV’s Pluribus[31:45], where the group examines its philosophical themes, including collective identity [34:44], the pursuit of happiness [37:39], and the role of suffering in defining human experience [40:11]. As the hosts navigate cultural perspectives and language barriers [42:28], they reflect on autonomy, free will, and the human experience [45:18], tying these concepts to larger societal structures like capitalism versus socialism [48:09]. This flows into a discussion on the ripple effects of individual actions [51:34], especially in relation to convenience, overconsumption, fast fashion, and how happiness often comes with hidden ethical costs [54:38]. The complexity of choice becomes a major theme, as the group unpacks the illusion of choice and the manufactured nature of happiness [01:00:02], eventually highlighting why genuine choice remains essential to humanity [01:02:44]. Race, identity, and internal community dynamics surface next, with an honest conversation about colorism and its impact within the Black community [01:11:55]. From there, the hosts turn to tipping culture and stereotypes [01:17:06], exposing how social expectations shape perceptions of class, service, and respect. That leads to a humorous yet pointed discussion on punctuality [01:23:45], exploring the deeper cultural meanings behind being late—or being on time. The episode wraps with a reflection on accountability and growth in public discourse [01:28:59], and finally, the complexities of family dynamics, misinformation, and how beliefs evolve over generations [01:37:11]. “No Holes Barred: A Dual Manifesto Of Sexual Exploration And Power” w/ Tempest X!Sale Link Follow the host on Social MediaMandii B Instagram/X @fullcourtpumps Follow the guests on Social Media@mrhiphopobama Follow the show on Social MediaInstagram @selectiveignorancepodTiktok @selective.ignoranceX/Twitter @selectiveig_podSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In this episode of Selective Ignorance, Mandii B is joined by super producer A-King, journalist Jayson Rodriguez, and special guest Jason “Jah” Lee for a sharp, unfiltered deep dive into politics, celebrity accountability, cultural contradictions, and personal moments of ignorance. The conversation kicks off with a breakdown of the newly released Epstein files, as the crew explores their political and cultural impact [00:52]—from what the revelations mean for public trust to how power and privilege shape the narrative in America. The group then pivots into real-life chaos with a series of “ignorant moments,” where Mandii and the fellas share candid stories about heated confrontations and the trials of unreliable cleaning services [11:01], offering humor alongside relatable frustrations. The discussion picks up intensity as they examine celebrity accountability, spotlighting public figures like The Game and Matt Barnes [24:01], and questioning how much transparency we truly expect from those with massive platforms. The Epstein files resurface later in the episode [38:50], this time through the lens of political manipulation, media spin, and shifting public perception. From there, the crew delves into Nicki Minaj’s controversial alignment with the Trump administration [48:45], unpacking the broader implications of celebrity influence, political endorsements, and fan-driven loyalty. The conversation takes a spiritual turn when they explore Young Thug’s surprising decision to seek guidance from a rabbi [01:06:36], sparking a broader discussion about personal resets, faith, and unexpected paths to clarity. The episode closes with a provocative “Am I Ignorant?” segment [01:16:24], challenging cultural norms around inheritance, family dynamics, and whether cousins are entitled to a caregiver’s final wishes. “No Holes Barred: A Dual Manifesto Of Sexual Exploration And Power” w/ Tempest X!Sale Link Follow the host on Social MediaMandii B Instagram/X @fullcourtpumps Follow the guests on Social Media@mrhiphopobama Follow the show on Social MediaInstagram @selectiveignorancepodTiktok @selective.ignoranceX/Twitter @selectiveig_podSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

ROOTS is the order of the day! This week we go deep into the vaults for some serious roots vibes coming in from artists like Burning Spear, Willie Williams, Roland Alphonso, Jackie Bernard, Freddie McGregor, The Classics, Ernest Wilson, Joseph Hill, Judah Eskender Tafari, Don Carlos, Israel Vibration, Cocoa Tea, Prince Malachi, Sizzla, Luciano, Yami […]

Vamos viajar pelo passado, pela memória, cultura e história da aviação brasileira.Este é o episódio 173, com o jornalista, professor e doutor em Educação pela UFMG, Cláudio Magalhães, pesquisador e idealizador do projeto Jahú — 100 anos.O Jahú foi o hidroavião pilotado por João Ribeiro de Barros, que em 1927 realizou a primeira travessia aérea do Atlântico Sul com uma tripulação brasileira.Um marco que nos colocou entre os pioneiros da aviação mundial — mas que, com o tempo, acabou se perdendo no esquecimento nacional.E é justamente para trazer essa história de volta à luz que nasce o projeto Jahú — 100 anos, um trabalho que mergulha em pesquisa, memória, documentação, literatura e audiovisual para recolocar esse feito no lugar que merece.Vamos revisitar essa travessia, conhecer os bastidores da pesquisa do Cláudio e entender como o Jahú também pode voar na imaginação de todos nós.LINKS - Cláudio Magalhães - Projeto Jahú 100 anosInstagram @claudiomagalhaes95 - https://www.instagram.com/claudiomagalhaes95/ Instagram @institutodaniadepaula - https://www.instagram.com/institutodaniadepaula/ Instagram - @galeria_crescenti - https://www.instagram.com/galeria_crescenti/ Site - https://claudiovisual.blogspot.com/Restauro Jahú - Helipark - https://helipark.com.br/restauro-do-jahu/ Fundação Santos Dumont - https://www.fundacaosantosdumont.org/Linkedin - https://www.linkedin.com/in/cl%C3%A1udio-magalh%C3%A3es/Jahú - Wikipedia - https://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jahu_(hidroavi%C3%A3o)

This is one in a series about possible futures, which will be published in Booch News over the coming weeks. Episode 7 appeared last week. New episodes drop every Friday. Overview Peer-to-peer flavor-sharing platforms enabled home brewers to distribute taste profiles as digital files. Blockchain-verified SCOBY genetics allowed anyone to recreate award-winning kombucha flavors. Traditional beverage companies lost control as open-source fermentation recipes spread globally. This episode follows teenage hacker Luna Reyes as she reverse-engineers Heineken’s proprietary “A-yeast” strain and the century-old master strain used for Budweiser, releasing them under Creative Commons license, triggering a flavor renaissance that made corporate beverages taste like cardboard by comparison. Luna Reyes: The Seventeen-Year-Old Who Liberated Flavor Luna Reyes was brewing kombucha in her Oakland garage when she changed the course of human history. The daughter of Mexican immigrants, she had learned fermentation from her grandmother while teaching herself bioinformatics through YouTube tutorials and volunteering at the Counter Culture Labs Maker Space on Shattuck Avenue. By fifteen, she was running the Bay Area’s most sophisticated home laboratory, utilizing jury-rigged DNA sequencers and microscopes constructed from smartphone cameras. Her breakthrough came in February 2043 while investigating why her kombucha never tasted quite like expensive craft varieties and was different again from her grandmother’s home brew. Using Crispr techniques learned from online forums, Luna began reverse-engineering the microbial genetics of premium alcoholic beverages. Her target wasn’t kombucha—it was the closely guarded yeast strains that gave corporate beers their distinctive flavors. Luna hunched over her microscope, examining bacterial cultures from her latest kombucha batch. Around her, salvaged DNA sequencers hummed, fermentation vessels bubbled, and computer screens displayed multi-hued patterns of genetic sequences. Her grandmother, Rosa, entered carrying a tray with three glasses of homemade kombucha. “Mija, you’ve been working for six hours straight. Drink something.” Luna accepted the glass without looking up. “Abuela, your kombucha tastes better than anything I can buy in stores and the ones I’ve experimented with. Why? I’m using the same base ingredients—tea, sugar, water—but mine never has this complexity.” Her grandmother laughed. “Because I’ve been feeding this SCOBY for forty years. It knows what to do. You can’t rush relationships.” Luna’s sister Maya, lounging against a workbench, waved her phone. “Luna, people have noticed your forum post about Health-Ade’s fermentation process. Someone says you’re wasting your time trying to replicate commercial kombuchas.” “I’m not trying to replicate them,” Luna said, finally looking up. “I’m trying to understand why their kombucha tastes different than that I make at home. It’s not the ingredients. It’s not the process. It’s the microbial genetics.” Rosa sat down beside her granddaughter. “When I was young in Oaxaca, every family had their own kombucha culture, passed down generation to generation. Each tasted different because the bacteria adapted to their environment, their ingredients, their care. We had a saying, Hay tantas fermentaciones en el mundo como estrellas en el cielo nocturno – there are as many ferments in the world as stars in the night sky. The big companies want every bottle to be identical. That kills what makes fermentation special.” “Exactly!” Luna pulled up genetic sequences on her screen. “I’ve been reverse-engineering samples from different commercial kombuchas. Health-Ade, GT’s, Brew Dr—they all have consistent microbial profiles.” The Great Heist: Cracking Corporate DNA Luna’s first major hack targeted Heineken’s legendary “A-yeast” strain, developed in 1886 by Dr. Hartog Elion—a student of renowned chemist Louis Pasteur—in the company’s Amsterdam laboratory and protected by over 150 years of trade secret law. Using samples obtained from discarded brewery waste (technically legal under the “garbage doctrine”), she spent six months mapping the strain’s complete genetic sequence in her makeshift lab. The breakthrough required extraordinary ingenuity. Luna couldn’t afford professional gene sequencers, so she modified a broken Illumina iSeq100 purchased on eBay for $200. Her sequencing runs took weeks rather than hours; her results were identical to those produced by million-dollar laboratory equipment. Her detailed laboratory notebooks, later published as The Garage Genomics Manifesto, became essential reading for the biotech hacker movement. The Budweiser project proved even more challenging. Anheuser-Busch’s century-old master strain had been protected by layers of corporate secrecy rivaling classified military programs. The company maintained multiple backup cultures in cryogenic facilities across three continents, never allowing complete genetic mapping by outside researchers. Luna’s success required infiltrating the company’s waste-disposal systems at four breweries, collecting samples over 18 months while evading corporate security. The Decision The night before Luna was scheduled to meet her fellow bio-hackers at Oakland’s Counter Culture Labs, she sat at her workstation, hesitant, wondering if she was doing the right thing. Her sister Maya came in, looking worried. “Luna, I found something you need to see,” she says. “Remember Marcus Park? He tried releasing proprietary yeast information in 2039. Heineken buried him. He lost everything. His daughter dropped out of college. His wife left him. He’s working at a gas station now.” Luna spent the night researching what happened to Park. She found that almost everyone who challenged corporate IP ended up on the losing side of the law. It was not pretty. In the morning, Abuela Rosa finds her crying in her room. “Mija, what’s wrong?” she asks. “Oh, Abuela,” Luna says between sobs. “What am I doing? What if I’m wrong? What if I destroy our family? What if this ruins Mom and Dad? What if I’m just being selfish?” “That’s the fear talking.” Her grandmother reassured her. “Fear is wisdom warning you to be careful. But fear can also be a cage.” That evening at the Counter Culture Labs, Luna assembled a small group of advisors. She needed their guidance. She had the completed genetic sequences for Heineken A-yeast and Budweiser’s master strain on her laptop, ready for release. But is this the time and place to release them to the world? Dr. Marcus Webb, a bioinformatics researcher in his forties and Luna’s mentor, examined her sequencing data. “This is solid work, Luna. Your jury-rigged equipment is crude. The results are accurate. You’ve fully mapped both strains.” “The question isn’t whether I can do it,” Luna said. “It’s whether I should let the world know I did it.” On screen, Cory Doctorow, the author and digital rights activist, leaned forward. “Let’s be clear about what you’re proposing. You’d be releasing genetic information that corporations have protected as trade secrets for over a century. They’ll argue you stole their intellectual property. You’ll face lawsuits, possibly criminal charges.” “Is it their property?” Luna challenged. “These are naturally occurring organisms. They didn’t create that yeast. Evolution did. They just happened to be there when it appeared. That does not make it theirs any more than finding a wildflower means they own the species. Can you really own something that existed before you found it?” Doctorow, the Electronic Frontier Foundation representative spoke up. “There’s legal precedent both ways. Diamond v. Chakrabarty established that genetically modified organisms can be patented. But naturally occurring genetic sequences? That’s murky. The companies will argue that their decades of cultivation and protection created protectable trade secrets.” “Trade secrets require keeping information secret,” Luna argued. “They throw this yeast away constantly. If they’re not protecting it, how can they claim trade secret status?” Dr. Webb cautioned, “Luna, even if you’re legally in the right—which is debatable—you’re seventeen years old. You’ll be fighting multinational corporations with unlimited legal resources. They’ll bury you in litigation for years.” “That’s where we come in,” Doctorow said. “The EFF can provide legal defense. Creative Commons can help structure the license. You need to understand: this will consume your life. College, career plans, normal teenage experiences—all on hold while you fight this battle.” Luna was quiet for a moment, then pulled up a photo on her laptop: her grandmother Rosa, teaching her to ferment at age seven. “My abuela says fermentation is about sharing and passing living cultures between generations. Corporations have turned it into intellectual property to be protected and controlled. If I can break that control—even a little—isn’t that worth fighting for?” Maya spoke up from the back. “Luna, I love you, but you’re being naive. They won’t just sue you. They’ll make an example of you. Your face on every news channel, portrayed as a thief, a criminal. Our family harassed. Your future destroyed. For what? So people can brew beer with the same yeast as Heineken?” “Not just beer,” Luna responded passionately. “This is about whether living organisms can be owned. Whether genetic information—the code of life itself—can be locked behind intellectual property law. Yes, it starts with beer yeast. But what about beneficial bacteria? Life-saving microorganisms? Medicine-producing fungi? Where does it end?” Dr. Webb nodded slowly. “She’s right. This is bigger than beer. As biotech advances, genetic control becomes power over life itself. Do we want corporations owning that?” Doctorow sighed. “If you do this, Luna, do it right. Release everything simultaneously—BitTorrent, WikiLeaks, Creative Commons servers, distributed networks worldwide. Make it impossible to contain. Include complete cultivation protocols so anyone can reproduce your results. Make the data so damn widely available that suppressing it becomes futile.” “And write a manifesto,” he added. “Explain why you’re doing this. Frame the issue. Make it about principles, not piracy.” Luna nodded, fingers already typing. “When should I release?” “Pick a date with symbolic meaning,” Dr. Webb suggested. “Make it an event, not just a data dump.” Luna smiled. “December 15. The Bill of Rights Day. Appropriate for declaring biological rights, don’t you think?” Maya groaned. “You’re really doing this, aren’t you?” “Yes. I’m really doing this.” The Creative Commons Liberation On Tuesday, December 15, 2043—a date now celebrated as “Open Flavor Day”—Luna released the genetic sequences on multiple open-source networks. Her manifesto, titled Your Grandmother’s Yeast Is Your Birthright, argued that microbial genetics belonged to humanity’s shared heritage rather than corporate shareholders. It stated: Commercial companies have protected yeast strains for over a century. They’ve used intellectual property law to control flavor itself. But genetic information isn’t like a recipe or a formula—it’s biological code that evolved over millions of years before humans ever cultivated it. These strains are protected as trade secrets—the bacteria don’t belong to anyone. They existed before Heineken, before Budweiser, before trademark law. The companies just happened to isolate and cultivate them. Her data packages included DNA sequences and complete protocols for cultivating, modifying, and improving the strains. Luna’s releases came with user-friendly software that allowed amateur brewers to simulate genetic modifications before attempting them in real fermentations. Within 24 hours, over ten thousand people worldwide downloaded the files. The Creative Commons community erupted in celebration. Cory Doctorow’s blog post, The Teenager Who Stole Christmas (From Corporate Beer), went viral within hours. The Electronic Frontier Foundation immediately offered Luna legal protection, while the Free Software Foundation created the “Luna Defense Fund” to support her anticipated legal battles. The Legal Assault Heineken’s response was swift. The company filed emergency injunctions in 12 countries simultaneously, seeking to prevent the distribution of its “stolen intellectual property.” Their legal team, led by former U.S. Attorney General William Barr III, demanded Luna’s immediate arrest for “economic terrorism” and “theft of trade secrets valued at over $50 billion.” Anheuser-Busch’s reaction was even more extreme. CEO Marcel Telles IV appeared on CNBC, calling Luna “a bioterrorist who threatens the foundation of American capitalism.” The company hired private investigators to surveil Luna’s family and offered a $10 million reward for information leading to her prosecution. Their legal filing compared Luna’s actions to “stealing the formula for Coca-Cola and publishing it in the New York Times.” In Heineken’s Amsterdam headquarters, executives convened an emergency meeting. “Who is Luna Reyes?” the CEO demanded. The legal counsel pulled up information. “She’s a seventeen-year-old high school student in Oakland, California. No criminal record. Volunteers at a maker space. Has been posting about fermentation on various forums for years.” “A child released our proprietary yeast strain to the world, and we didn’t know she was even working on this?” The CEO’s face reddened. “How do we contain it?” “We can’t. It’s distributed across thousands of servers in dozens of countries with different IP laws. We can sue Reyes, but the information is out there permanently.” An executive interjected, “What about the other breweries? Will they join our lawsuit?” “Some are considering it. Others…” The counsel paused. “Others are quietly downloading the sequences themselves. They see an opportunity to break our market dominance.” “She obtained samples from our waste disposal,” another executive explained. “Technically legal under the garbage doctrine. The sequencing itself isn’t illegal. The release under Creative Commons…” “Is theft!” the CEO shouted. “File emergency injunctions. Twelve countries. Get her arrested for economic terrorism.” Similar scenes played out at Anheuser-Busch headquarters in St. Louis. CEO Telles addressed his team: “This is bioterrorism. She’s destroyed intellectual property worth billions. I want her prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Hire private investigators. Find everything about her and her family. Make her life hell!” By noon, both companies had filed lawsuits. By evening, Fox News was running stories about the “teenage bioterrorist” who “stole American corporate secrets.” Back in Oakland, Luna’s phone rang constantly. Her parents discovered what she’d done. Her mother cried. Her father was furious and terrified. Friends called with either congratulations or warnings. She was convinced that private investigators were photographing their house. Maya suspected she was followed to work. On Wednesday morning, Dr. Webb calls: “Luna, they’re offering me $2 million to testify against you. They’re going after everyone in your network.” Luna has a sickening feeling that she’s put everyone at risk. By Thursday, she is considering taking it all back somehow, sending an apology to the corporations, anything to protect her family. Luna turned off her phone and sat with her grandmother. “It’s started,” Luna said quietly. “Sí, mija. You’ve declared war. Now we see if you can survive it.” Maya burst in, laptop in hand. “Luna, you need to see this. The downloads aren’t slowing—they’re accelerating. Every time Heineken or Budweiser shuts down a website, ten mirror sites appear. People are treating this like a digital freedom fight. You’ve become a symbol.” Luna pulled up her own screen. The #FreeLuna hashtag was trending. Crowdfunding campaigns for her legal defense had raised $400,000 in twelve hours. Academic institutions were publicly endorsing her release, calling it “essential scientific information.” “They’re trying to destroy you,” Maya said, “but they’re making you famous instead.” Rosa handed Luna a fresh kombucha. “This is what happens when you fight for what’s right, mija. Sometimes the world surprises you by supporting you.” Luna’s Fame The corporations’ attempts to suppress Luna’s releases had the opposite effect. Every cease-and-desist letter generated thousands of new downloads. The genetic data became impossible to contain once the academic community embraced Luna’s work. Dr. Jennifer Doudna, the legendary Crispr pioneer now in her eighties, publicly endorsed Luna’s releases in a Science magazine editorial: Ms. Reyes has liberated essential scientific information that corporations held hostage for commercial gain. Genetic sequences from naturally occurring organisms should not be locked behind intellectual property law. They belong to humanity’s knowledge commons. While corporations claim Luna stole trade secrets, I argue she freed biological knowledge that was never theirs to own. There are no trade secrets in biology—only knowledge temporarily hidden from the commons. This is civil disobedience of the highest order—breaking unjust laws to advance human freedom. Ms. Reyes didn’t steal; she liberated. MIT’s biology department invited Luna to lecture, while Harvard offered her a full scholarship despite her lack of a high school diploma. The legal battles consumed corporate resources while generating negative publicity. Heineken’s stock price dropped 34% as consumers organized boycotts in support of Luna’s “yeast liberation.” Beer sales plummeted as customers waited for home-brewed alternatives using Luna’s open-source genetics. The Flavor Renaissance Luna’s releases triggered an explosion of creativity that corporate R&D departments had never imagined. Within six months, amateur brewers worldwide were producing thousands of flavor variations impossible under corporate constraints. The open-source model enabled rapid iteration and global collaboration, rendering traditional brewing companies obsolete. The world was engaged. In some of the most unlikely places. In Evanston, Illinois, a group of former seminary students who discovered fermentation during a silent retreat, transformed Gregorian chants into microbial devotionals. Tenor Marcus Webb (Dr. Webb’s nephew) realized symbiosis mirrored vocal harmony—multiple voices creating something greater than their parts. “In honoring the mystery of fermentation we express our love of the Creator,” he said. Here's ‘Consortium Vocalis' honoring the mother SCOBY. [Chorus]Our SCOBYIs pureOur SCOBYIs strongOur SCOBYKnows no boundariesOur SCOBYStrengthens as it fermentsOur SCOBYIs bacteria and yeast Our SCOBYTurns sucrose into glucose and fructoseIt ferments these simple sugars into ethanol and carbon dioxide,Acetic acid bacteria oxidize much of that ethanol into organic acidsSuch as acetic, gluconic, and other acids.This steadily lowers the pHMaking the tea taste sour-tangy instead of purely sweet. [Chorus] Our SCOBYThen helps microbes produce acids, enzymes, and small amounts of B‑vitaminsWhile probiotics grow in the liquid.The pH falls to help inhibit unwanted microbesOur SCOBY creates a self-preserving, acidic environment in the tea [Chorus] In Kingston, Jamaica, Rastafarian’s combined an award-winning kombucha sequenced in Humboldt County, California, with locally grown ganja into a sacramental beverage to help open their mind to reasoning and focus on Jah. Once fermented, it was consumed over the course of a three-day Nyabinghi ceremony. “Luna Reyes is truly blessed. She strengthened our unity as a people, and our Rastafari’ booch help us chant down Babylon,” a Rasta man smiled, blowing smoke from a spliff the size of his arm. The Groundation Collective’s reggae anthem ‘Oh Luna’ joyfully celebrated Luna Reyes’ pioneering discovery. Oh Luna, Oh Luna, Oh Luna ReyesI love the sound of your nameYou so deserve your fame Luna, Luna, Oh Luna ReyesShining brightYou warm my heart Luna, Luna, Oh Luna ReyesYou cracked the codeTeenage prophet, fermentation queenSymbiosis roadA genius at seventeen Oh Luna, Luna, Luna ReyesBeautiful moonMakes me swoon Oh Luna, Luna, Luna ReyesFreedom to fermentYou are heaven sentTo save us Luna, Luna, Oh Luna ReyesYou opened the doorTo so much moreKombucha tastes so goodLike it should Oh Luna, Oh Luna, Oh LunaI love you, love you, love youOh Luna, Luna, LunaLove you, love you,Love Luna, Luna love. In São Paulo, Brazil, MAPA-certified Brazilian kombucha brands combined Heineken and cacao-fermenting yeasts with cupuaçu from indigenous Amazonian peoples, to create the chocolate-flavored ‘booch that won Gold at the 20th World Kombucha Awards. A cervejeiro explained to reporters: “Luna Reyes gave us the foundation. We added local innovation. This is what happens when you democratize biology.” The Brazilian singer Dandara Sereia covered ‘Our Fermented Future’—The Hollow Pines tune destined to become a hit at the 2053 Washington DC Fermentation Festival. Baby sit a little closer, sip some ‘booch with meI brewed this batch with the SCOBY my grandma gave to me.On the back porch swing at twilight, watching fireflies danceYour hand in mine, kombucha fine, the sweetest sweet romance. They say that wine and roses are the way to win the heartBut your kombucha warmed me right up from the start.Fermentation makes the heart grow fonder, truer words they ain’t been saidYour SCOBY’s got a place forever — in my heart, and in my bed. Let’s share our SCOBYs, baby, merge our ferments into oneLike cultures in a crock jar dancing, underneath the sun.The tang of your Lactobacillus is exactly what I’m missingYour Brettanomyces bacteria got this country girl reminiscing. Oh yeah, let’s share those SCOBYs, baby, merge our ferments into oneYour yeasts and my bacteria working till the magic’s doneYou’ve got the acetic acid honey, I’ve got the patience and the timeLet’s bubble up together, let our cultures intertwine. I’ve got that symbiotic feeling, something wild and something trueYour SCOBY’s in my heart, right there next to youThe way your Acetobacter turns sugar into goldIs how you turned my lonely life into a hand to hold. We’ve got the acetic acid and the glucuronic tooWe’ve got that symbiotic feeling, so righteous and so trueOne sip of your sweet ‘booch, Lord, and you had me from the start,It’s our fermented future, that no-one can tear apart. It’s our fermented future…It’s our fermented future…It’s our fermented future… “Luna Variants”—strains derived from her releases—began winning international brewing competitions, embarrassing corporate entries with their complexity and innovation. Traditional beer flavors seemed flat and artificial compared to the genetic symphonies created by collaborative open-source development. Despite the outpouring of positive vibes, the corporations spared no expense to hold Luna to account in the courts. The Preliminary Hearing A preliminary hearing was held in the United States District Court for the Northern District of California on June 14, 2044. Luna sat at the defendant’s table, her hands folded so tightly her knuckles had gone white. She wore a borrowed blazer—too big in the shoulders—over a white button-down shirt Maya had ironed that morning. At seventeen, she looked even younger under the courtroom’s fluorescent lights. Across the aisle, Heineken’s legal team occupied three tables. Fifteen attorneys in matching navy suits shuffled documents and whispered into phones. Their lead counsel, William Barr III, wore gold cufflinks that caught the light when he gestured. Luna recognized him from the news—the former Attorney General, now commanding $2,000 an hour to destroy people like her. Her own legal representation consisted of two people: Rose Kennerson from the Electronic Frontier Foundation, a public interest lawyer who’d flown in from DC on a red-eye, and Dr. Marcus Webb, technically a witness but sitting beside Luna because she’d asked him to. Behind them, the gallery was packed. Luna’s parents sat in the second row, her father’s face gray, her mother clutching a rosary. Maya had taken the day off work. Abuela Rosa sat in the front row directly behind Luna, her ancient SCOBY wrapped in silk in her lap, as if its presence might protect her granddaughter. Judge Catherine Ironwood entered—sixty-ish, steel-gray hair pulled back severely, known for pro-corporate rulings. She’d been a pharmaceutical industry lawyer for twenty years before her appointment. “All rise,” the bailiff called. Judge Ironwood settled into her chair and surveyed the courtroom with the expression of someone who’d already decided the outcome and resented having to perform the formalities. “We’re here for a preliminary injunction hearing in Heineken International B.V. versus Luna Marie Reyes.” She looked directly at Luna. “Ms. Reyes, you’re seventeen years old?” Luna stood, hesitant. “Yes, your honor.” “Where are your parents?” “Here, your honor.” Luna’s mother half-rose, then sat back down. “Ms. Kennerson, your client is a minor. Are the parents aware they could be held liable for damages?” Rose Kennerson stood smoothly. “Yes, your honor. The Reyes family has been fully advised of the legal implications.” Luna glanced back. Her father’s jaw was clenched so tight she could see the muscles working. He wouldn’t meet her eyes. “Very well. Mr. Barr, you may proceed.” Barr rose like a battleship emerging from fog—massive, expensive, inevitable. He buttoned his suit jacket and approached the bench without notes. “Your honor, this is the simplest case I’ve argued in thirty years. The defendant admits to obtaining my client’s proprietary biological materials. She admits to sequencing their genetic information. She admits to distributing that information globally, in deliberate violation of trade secret protections that have existed for over 150 years. She did this knowingly, systematically, and with the explicit intent to destroy my client’s competitive advantage.” Luna felt Sarah’s hand on her arm—stay calm. Barr continued. “Heineken International has invested over $200 million in the development, cultivation, and protection of the A-yeast strain. Then this teenager”—he pointed at Luna—”obtained samples from our waste disposal systems, reverse-engineered our genetic sequences, and released them to the world via BitTorrent, deliberately placing them beyond retrieval.” He paced now, warming to his theme. “The damage is incalculable. We estimate lost market value at $50 billion. But it’s not just about money. The defendant has destroyed the possibility of competition in the brewing industry. When everyone has access to the same genetic materials, there’s no innovation, no differentiation, no reason for consumers to choose one product over another. She has, in effect, communized an entire industry.” Luna couldn’t help herself. “That’s not—” Sarah grabbed her wrist. “Don’t.” Judge Ironwood’s eyes narrowed. “Ms. Reyes, you will have your opportunity to speak. Until then, you will remain silent, or I will have you removed from this courtroom. Do you understand?” “Yes, your honor.” Luna’s voice came out smaller than she intended. Barr smiled slightly. “Your honor, the relief we seek is straightforward. We ask this court to order the defendant to provide us with a complete list of all servers, websites, and distribution networks where the stolen genetic data currently resides. We ask that she be ordered to cooperate fully in suppressing the data. We ask that she be enjoined from any further distribution. And we ask that she be ordered to pay compensatory damages of $5 billion, plus punitive damages to be determined at trial.” He returned to his seat. One of his associate attorneys handed him a bottle of Pellegrino. He took a sip and waited. Judge Ironwood looked at Sarah. “Ms. Kennerson?” Sarah stood. She looked tiny compared to Barr—five-foot-three, maybe 110 pounds, wearing a suit from Target. But when she spoke, her voice filled the courtroom. “Your honor, Mr. Barr has given you a compelling story about a corporation that’s been wronged. But it’s not the right story. The right story is about whether naturally occurring organisms—creatures that evolved over millions of years, long before humans ever existed—can be owned by a corporation simply because that corporation happened to isolate them.” She walked toward the bench. “Let’s be clear about what the A-yeast strain is. It’s not a genetically modified organism. It’s not a patented invention. It’s a naturally occurring yeast. Heineken didn’t create it. Evolution created it. Heineken merely found it. And for 158 years, they’ve claimed that finding something gives them the right to prevent anyone else from studying it, understanding it, or using it.” Barr was on his feet. “Objection, your honor. This is a preliminary hearing about injunctive relief, not a philosophical debate about intellectual property theory.” “Sustained. Ms. Kennerson, please focus on the specific legal issues before this court.” “Your honor, the specific legal issue is whether naturally occurring genetic sequences constitute protectable trade secrets. My client contends they do not. She obtained the yeast samples from Heineken’s waste disposal—materials they had discarded. Under the garbage doctrine, she had every right to analyze those materials. The genetic sequences she discovered are factual information about naturally occurring organisms. You cannot trade-secret facts about nature.” Luna watched Judge Ironwood’s face. Nothing. No reaction. Sarah pressed on. “Mr. Barr claims my client ‘stole’ genetic information worth $5 billion. But information cannot be stolen—it can only be shared. When I tell you a fact, I don’t lose possession of that fact. We both have it. That’s how knowledge works. Heineken hasn’t lost their yeast. They still have it. They can still brew with it. What they’ve lost is their monopoly on that knowledge. And monopolies on facts about nature should never have existed in the first place.” “Your honor—” Barr tried to interrupt. Judge Ironwood waved him down. “Continue, Ms. Kennerson.” “Your honor, Heineken wants this court to order a seventeen-year-old girl to somehow suppress information that has already been distributed to over 100,000 people in 147 countries. That’s impossible. You can’t unring a bell. You can’t put knowledge back in a bottle. Even if this court ordered my client to provide a list of servers—which she shouldn’t have to do—that list would be incomplete within hours as new mirror sites appeared. The information is out. The only question is whether we punish my client for sharing factual information about naturally occurring organisms.” She turned to face Luna’s family. “Ms. Reyes taught herself bioinformatics from YouTube videos. She works at home with equipment she bought on eBay. She has no criminal record. She’s never been in trouble. She saw a question that interested her—why do commercial beers taste like they do?—and she pursued that question with the tools available to her. When she discovered the answer, she shared it with the world, under a Creative Commons license that specifically protects sharing for educational and scientific purposes. If that’s terrorism, your honor, then every scientist who’s ever published a research paper is a terrorist.” Sarah sat down. Luna wanted to hug her. Judge Ironwood leaned back. “Ms. Reyes, stand up.” Luna rose, her legs shaking. “Do you understand the seriousness of these proceedings?” “Yes, your honor.” “Do you understand that Heineken International is asking me to hold you in contempt of court if you refuse to help them suppress the information you released?” “Yes, your honor.” “Do you understand that contempt of court could result in your detention in a juvenile facility until you reach the age of eighteen, and potentially longer if the contempt continues?” Luna’s mother gasped audibly. Her father put his arm around her. “Yes, your honor,” Luna said, though her voice wavered. “Then let me ask you directly: If I order you to provide Heineken with a complete list of all locations where the genetic data you released currently resides, will you comply?” The courtroom went silent. Luna could hear her own heartbeat. Sarah started to stand—”Your honor, I advise my client not to answer—” “Sit down, Ms. Kennerson. I’m asking your client a direct question. She can choose to answer or not.” Judge Ironwood’s eyes never left Luna. “Well, Ms. Reyes? Will you comply with a court order to help Heineken suppress the information you released?” Luna looked at her parents. Her mother was crying silently. Her father’s face was stone. She looked at Abuela Rosa. Her grandmother nodded once—tell the truth. Luna looked back at the judge. “No, your honor.” Barr shot to his feet. “Your honor, the defendant has just admitted she intends to defy a court order—” “I heard her, Mr. Barr.” Judge Ironwood’s voice was ice. “Ms. Reyes, do you understand you’ve just told a federal judge you will refuse a direct order?” “Yes, your honor.” “And you’re still refusing?” “Yes, your honor.” “Why?” Sarah stood quickly. “Your honor, my client doesn’t have to explain—” “I want to hear it.” Judge Ironwood leaned forward. “Ms. Reyes, tell me why you would risk jail rather than help undo what you’ve done.” Luna took a breath. Her whole body was shaking, but her voice was steady. “Because it would be wrong, your honor.” “Wrong how?” “The genetic sequences I released evolved over millions of years. Heineken didn’t create that yeast. They isolated one strain and claimed ownership of it. The code of life belongs to everyone. That’s humanity’s heritage. Even if you send me to jail, I can’t help suppress the truth.” Judge Ironwood stared at her for a long moment. “That’s a very pretty speech, Ms. Reyes. But this court operates under the law, not your personal philosophy about what should or shouldn’t be owned. Trade secret law exists. Heineken’s rights exist. And you violated those rights.” Luna did not hesitate. “With respect, your honor, I don’t think those rights should exist.” Barr exploded. “Your honor, this is outrageous! The defendant is openly stating she believes she has the right to violate any law she disagrees with—” “That’s not what I said.” Luna’s fear was transforming into something else—something harder. “I’m saying that some laws are unjust. And when laws are unjust, civil disobedience becomes necessary. People broke unjust laws during the civil rights movement. People broke unjust laws when they helped slaves escape. The constitution says members of the military do not have to obey illegal orders, despite what those in power might claim. Sometimes the law is wrong. And when the law says corporations can own genetic information about naturally occurring organisms, the law is wrong.” Judge Ironwood’s face flushed. “Ms. Reyes, you are not Rosa Parks. This is not the civil rights movement. This is a case about intellectual property theft.” “It’s a case about whether life can be property, your honor.” “Enough.” Judge Ironwood slammed her gavel. “Ms. Kennerson, control your client.” Sarah pulled Luna back into her chair. “Luna, stop talking,” she hissed. Judge Ironwood shuffled papers, visibly trying to compose herself. “I’m taking a fifteen-minute recess to consider the injunction request. We’ll reconvene at 11:30. Ms. Reyes, I strongly suggest you use this time to reconsider your position.” The gavel fell again, and Judge Ironwood swept out. The hallway outside the courtroom erupted. Reporters swarmed. Luna’s father grabbed her arm and pulled her into a witness room. Her mother followed, still crying. Maya slipped in before Sarah closed the door. “What were you thinking?” Luna’s father’s voice shook. “You just told a federal judge you’ll defy her orders. They’re going to put you in jail, Luna. Do you understand that? Jail!” “Ricardo, please—” Her mother tried to calm him. “No, Elena. Our daughter just committed contempt of court in front of fifty witnesses. They’re going to take her from us.” He turned to Luna, his eyes wet. “Why? Why couldn’t you just apologize? Say you made a mistake? We could have ended this.” “Because I didn’t make a mistake, Papa.” “You destroyed their property!” “It wasn’t their property. It was never their property.” “The law says it was!” “Then the law is wrong!” Her father stepped back as if she’d slapped him. “Do you know what your mother and I have sacrificed to keep you out of trouble? Do you know how hard we’ve worked since we came to this country to give you opportunities we never had? And you throw it away for yeast. Not for justice. Not for people. For yeast.” Luna’s eyes filled with tears. “It’s not about yeast, Papa. It’s about whether corporations get to own life. If Heineken can own yeast, why not bacteria? Why not human genes? Where does it stop?” “It stops when my daughter goes to jail!” He was shouting now. “I don’t care about Heineken. I don’t care about yeast. I care about you. And you just told that judge you’ll defy her. She’s going to put you in jail, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.” “Ricardo, por favor—” Elena put her hand on his arm. He shook it off. “No. She needs to hear this. Luna, if you go to jail, your life is over. No college will accept you. No company will hire you. You’ll have a criminal record. You’ll be marked forever. Is that what you want?” “I want to do what’s right.” “What’s right is protecting your family! What’s right is not destroying your future for a principle!” he said. Luna responded, “What’s right is not letting corporations own the code of life!”They stared at each other. Maya spoke up quietly from the corner. “Papa, she can’t back down now. The whole world is watching.” “Let the world watch someone else!” Ricardo turned on Maya. “You encourage this. You film her, you post her manifestos online, you help her become famous. You’re her sister. You’re supposed to protect her, not help her destroy herself.” “I am protecting her,” Maya said. “I’m protecting her from becoming someone who backs down when the world tells her she’s wrong, even though she knows she’s right.” Ricardo looked between his daughters. “Ambos están locos! You’re both insane.” Abuela Rosa opened the door and entered. She’d been listening from the hallway. “Ricardo, enough.” “Mama, stay out of this.” “No.” Rosa moved between Ricardo and Luna. “You’re afraid. I understand. But fear makes you cruel, mijo. Your daughter is brave. She’s doing something important. And you’re making her choose between you and what’s right. Don’t do that.” “She’s seventeen years old! She’s a child!” “She’s old enough to know right from wrong.” Rosa put her hand on Ricardo’s cheek. “When I was sixteen, I left Oaxaca with nothing but the clothes on my back and this SCOBY. Everyone said I was crazy. Your father said I would fail. But I knew I had to go, even if it cost me everything. Sometimes our children have to do things that terrify us. That’s how the world changes.” Ricardo pulled away. “If they put her in jail, will that change the world, Mama? When she’s sitting in a cell while Heineken continues doing whatever they want, will that have been worth it?” “Yes,” Luna said quietly. “Even if I go to jail, yes. Because thousands of people now have the genetic sequences, Heineken can’t put that back. They can punish me, but they can’t undo what I did. The information is free. It’s going to stay free. And if the price of that is me going to jail, then that’s the price.” Her father looked at her as if seeing her for the first time. “I don’t know who you are anymore.” “I’m still your daughter, Papa. I’m just also someone who won’t let corporations own life.” A knock on the door. Sarah poked her head in. “They’re reconvening. Luna, we need to go.” Back in the courtroom, the atmosphere had shifted. The gallery was more crowded—word had spread during the recess. Luna recognized several people from online forums. Some held signs reading “FREE LUNA” and “GENETICS BELONG TO EVERYONE.” Judge Ironwood entered and sat without ceremony. “I’ve reviewed the submissions and heard the arguments. This is my ruling.” Luna’s hand found Maya’s in the row behind her. Squeezed tight. “The question before this court is whether to grant Heineken International’s motion for a preliminary injunction requiring Ms. Reyes to assist in suppressing the genetic information she released. To grant such an injunction, Heineken must demonstrate four things: likelihood of success on the merits, likelihood of irreparable harm without the injunction, balance of equities in their favor, and that an injunction serves the public interest.” Barr was nodding. These were his arguments. “Having considered the evidence and the applicable law, I find that Heineken has demonstrated likelihood of success on the merits. Trade secret law clearly protects proprietary business information, and the A-yeast strain appears to meet the legal definition of a trade secret.” Luna’s stomach dropped. “However, I also find that Heineken has failed to demonstrate that a preliminary injunction would effectively prevent the irreparable harm they claim. Ms. Kennerson is correct that the genetic information has already been distributed to over 100,000 people worldwide. Ordering one teenager to provide a list of servers would be, in technical terms, pointless. New copies would appear faster than they could be suppressed.” Barr’s face tightened. “Furthermore, I find that the balance of equities does not favor Heineken. They ask this court to potentially incarcerate a seventeen-year-old girl for refusing to suppress information that is, by her account, factual data about naturally occurring organisms. The potential harm to Ms. Reyes—including detention, criminal record, and foreclosure of educational and career opportunities—substantially outweighs any additional harm Heineken might suffer from continued distribution of information that is already widely distributed.” Luna felt Maya’s grip tighten. Was this good? This sounded good. “Finally, and most importantly, I find that granting this injunction would not serve the public interest. The court takes judicial notice that this case has generated substantial public debate about the scope of intellectual property protection in biotechnology. The questions raised by Ms. Reyes—whether naturally occurring genetic sequences should be ownable, whether facts about nature can be trade secrets, whether knowledge can be property—are questions that deserve answers from a higher authority than this court. These are questions for appellate courts, perhaps ultimately for the Supreme Court. And they are questions best answered in the context of a full trial on the merits, not in an emergency injunction hearing.” Barr was on his feet. “Your honor—” “Sit down, Mr. Barr. I’m not finished.” He sat, his face purple. “Therefore, Heineken International’s motion for preliminary injunction is denied. Ms. Reyes will not be required to assist in suppressing the genetic information she released. However,”—Judge Ironwood looked directly at Luna—”this ruling should not be construed as approval of Ms. Reyes’ actions. Heineken’s claims for damages and other relief remain viable and will proceed to trial. Ms. Reyes, you may have won this battle, but this war is far from over. Anything you want to say?” Luna stood slowly. “Your honor, I just want to say… thank you. For letting this go to trial. For letting these questions be answered properly. That’s all I ever wanted—for someone to seriously consider whether corporations should be allowed to own genetic information about naturally occurring organisms. So thank you.” Judge Ironwood’s expression softened slightly. “Ms. Reyes, I hope you’re prepared for what comes next. Heineken has unlimited resources. They will pursue this case for years if necessary. You’ll be in litigation until you’re twenty-five years old. Your entire young adulthood will be consumed by depositions, court appearances, and legal fees. Are you prepared for that?” “Yes, your honor.” “Why?” Luna glanced at her grandmother, who nodded. “Because some questions are worth answering, your honor. Even if it takes years. Even if it costs everything. The question of whether corporations can own life—that’s worth answering. And if I have to spend my twenties answering it, then that’s what I’ll do.” Judge Ironwood studied her for a long moment. “You remind me of someone I used to know. Someone who believed the law should serve justice, not just power.” She paused. “That person doesn’t exist anymore. The law ground her down. I hope it doesn’t do the same to you.” She raised her gavel. “This hearing is adjourned. The parties will be notified of the trial date once it’s scheduled. Ms. Reyes, good luck. I think you’re going to need it.” The gavel fell. Outside the courthouse, the scene was chaotic. News cameras surrounded Luna. Reporters shouted questions. But Luna barely heard them. She was looking at her father, who stood apart from the crowd, watching her. She walked over to him. “Papa, I’m sorry I yelled.” He didn’t speak for a moment. Then he pulled her into a hug so tight it hurt. “Don’t apologize for being brave,” he whispered into her hair. “I’m just afraid of losing you.” “You won’t lose me, Papa. I promise.” “You can’t promise that. Not anymore.” He pulled back, holding her shoulders. “But I’m proud of you. I’m terrified, but I’m proud.” Her mother joined them, tears streaming down her face. “No more court. Please, no more court.” “I can’t promise that either, Mama.” Elena touched Luna’s face. “Then promise me you’ll be careful. Promise me you’ll remember that you’re not just fighting for genetics. You’re fighting for your life.” Luna smiled. “I promise.” Abuela Rosa appeared, carrying her SCOBY. “Come, mija. We should go before the reporters follow us home.” As they pushed through the crowd toward Maya’s car, Luna's phone buzzed continuously. Text messages and emails pouring in. But what caught her attention was a text from Dr. Webb: You were right. I’m sorry I doubted. Check your email—Dr. Doudna wants to talk. Luna opened her email. The subject line made her stop walking: From: jennifer.doudna@berkeley.eduSubject: Civil Disobedience of the Highest Order She started to read: Dear Ms. Reyes, I watched your hearing this morning. What you did in that courtroom—refusing to back down even when threatened with jail—was one of the bravest things I’ve seen in forty years of science. You’re not just fighting for yeast genetics. You’re fighting for the principle that knowledge about nature belongs to humanity, not to corporations. I want to help… Luna looked up at her family—her father’s worried face, her mother’s tears, Maya’s proud smile, Abuela Rosa’s serene confidence. Behind them, the courthouse where she’d nearly been sent to jail. Around them, reporters and cameras and strangers who’d traveled across the country to support her. She thought about Judge Ironwood’s warning: This war is far from over. She thought about Barr’s face when the injunction was denied. She thought about the thousands who’d downloaded the genetic sequences and were, right now, brewing with genetics that had been locked away for 158 years. Worth it. All of it. Even the fear. Maya opened the car door. “Come on, little revolutionary. Let’s go home.” The Corporate Surrender By 2045, both Heineken and Anheuser-Busch quietly dropped their lawsuits against Luna. Their legal costs had exceeded $200 million while accomplishing nothing except generating bad publicity. More importantly, their “protected” strains had become worthless in a market flooded with superior alternatives. Heineken’s CEO attempted to salvage the company by embracing open-source brewing. His announcement that Heineken would “join the La Luna Revolution” was met with skepticism from the brewing community, which recalled the company’s aggressive legal tactics. The craft brewing community’s response was hostile. “They spent two years trying to destroy her,” a prominent brewmaster told The New Brewer Magazine. “Now they want credit for ’embracing’ the revolution she forced on them? Heineken didn’t join the Luna Revolution—they surrendered to it. There’s a difference.” The global brands never recovered their market share. Luna’s Transformation Luna’s success transformed her from a garage tinkerer into a global icon of the open knowledge movement. Her 2046 TED Talk, “Why Flavor Belongs to Everyone,” went viral. She argued that corporate control over living organisms represented “biological colonialism” that impoverished human culture by restricting natural diversity. Rather than commercializing her fame, Luna founded the Global Fermentation Commons, a nonprofit organization dedicated to preserving and sharing microbial genetics worldwide. Their laboratories operated as open-access research facilities where anyone could experiment with biological systems. The headquarters of the Global Fermentation Commons occupied a former Genentech facility donated by Dr. Webb. Six continents, forty researchers, one mission: preserve and share microbial genetics worldwide. Luna addressed a crowded auditorium at the organization’s third anniversary. “When I released Heineken and Budweiser’s yeast strains, some people called it theft. Others called it liberation. I called it returning biological knowledge to the commons, where it belongs. Three years later, so-called Luna Variants have created economic opportunities for thousands of small brewers, improved food security in developing regions, and demonstrated that genetic freedom drives innovation faster than corporate control.” She continued. “We’re not stopping with beer. The same principles apply to all fermentation: cheese cultures, yogurt bacteria, koji fungi, sourdough starters. Every traditionally fermented food relies on microorganisms that corporations increasingly claim to own. We’re systematically liberating them.” A World Health Organization representative raised a concern: “Ms. Reyes, while we support democratizing food fermentation, there are legitimate concerns about pharmaceutical applications. What prevents someone from using your open-source genetics to create dangerous organisms?” Luna nodded. “Fair question. First, the organisms we release are food-safe cultures with centuries of safe use. Second, dangerous genetic modifications require sophisticated laboratory equipment and expertise—far beyond what releasing genetic sequences enables. Third, determined bad actors already have access to dangerous biology, enabled by AI. We’re not creating new risks; we’re democratizing beneficial biology.” “Pharmaceutical companies argue you’re undermining their investments in beneficial organisms,” another representative pressed. “Pharmaceutical companies invest in modifying organisms,” Luna clarified. “Those modifications can be patented. What we oppose is claiming ownership over naturally occurring organisms or their baseline genetics. If you genetically engineer a bacterium to produce insulin, patent your engineering. Don’t claim ownership over the bacterial species itself.” A Monsanto representative stood. “Your organization recently cracked and released our proprietary seed genetics. That’s direct theft of our property.” Luna didn’t flinch. “Seeds that farmers cultivated for thousands of years before Monsanto existed? You didn’t invent corn, wheat, or soybeans. You modified them. Your modifications may be protectable; the baseline genetics are humanity’s heritage. We’re liberating what should never have been owned.” “The ‘Luna Legion’ has cost us hundreds of millions!” the representative protested. “Good,” Luna responded calmly. “You’ve cost farmers their sovereignty for decades. Consider it karma.” After the presentation, Dr. Doudna approached Luna privately. “You’ve accomplished something remarkable,” the elderly scientist said. “When I developed Crispr, I never imagined a teenager would use similar principles to challenge corporate biology. You’re forcing conversations about genetic ownership that we’ve avoided for decades.” “It needed forcing,” Luna replied. “Corporations were quietly owning life itself, one patent at a time. Someone had to say no.” “The pharmaceutical industry is terrified of you,” Doudna continued. “They see what happened to brewing and imagine the same for their carefully controlled bacterial strains. You’re going to face even more aggressive opposition.” “I know. Once people understand that biological knowledge can be liberated, they start questioning all biological ownership. We’re not stopping.” The New Economy of Taste Following Luna’s breakthrough, peer-to-peer flavor-sharing platforms emerged as the dominant force in food culture. The “FlavorChain” blockchain allowed brewers to track genetic lineages while ensuring proper attribution to original creators. SCOBY lineages were carefully sequenced, catalogued, and registered on global blockchain ledgers. Each award-winning kombucha strain carried a “genetic passport”—its microbial makeup, the unique balance of yeasts and bacteria that gave rise to particular mouthfeel, fizz, and flavor spectrum, was mapped, hashed, and permanently recorded. Brewers who created a new flavor could claim authorship, just as musicians once copyrighted songs. No matter how many times a SCOBY was divided, its fingerprint could be verified. Fermentation Guilds formed to share recipes through FlavorChain, enabling decentralized digital markets like SymbioTrdr, built on trust and transparency rather than speculation. They allowed people to interact and transact on a global, permissionless, self-executing platform. Within days, a SCOBY strain from the Himalayas could appear in a brew in Buenos Aires, its journey traced through open ledgers showing who tended, adapted, and shared it. Kombucha recipes were no longer jealously guarded secrets. They were open to anyone who wanted to brew. With a few clicks, a Guild member in Nairobi could download the blockchain-verified SCOBY genome that had won Gold at the Tokyo Fermentation Festival. Local biotech printers—as common in 2100 kitchens as microwave ovens had once been—could reconstitute the living culture cell by cell. Children began inheriting SCOBY lineages the way earlier generations inherited family names. Weddings combined SCOBY cultures as symbolic unions. (Let’s share our SCOBYs, baby, merge our ferments into one.) When someone died, their SCOBY was divided among friends and family—a continuation of essence through taste. Kombucha was no longer merely consumed; it was communed with. This transparency transformed kombucha from a minority regional curiosity into a universal language. A festival in Brazil might feature ten local interpretations of the same “Golden SCOBY” strain—one brewed with passionfruit, another with cupuaçu, a third with açaí berries. The core microbial signature remained intact, while the terroir of fruit and spice gave each version a unique accent. Brewers didn’t lose their craft—they gained a canvas. Award-winning SCOBYs were the foundations on which endless new flavor experiments flourished. Many people were now as prolific as William Esslinger, the founder of St Louis’s Confluence Kombucha, who was renowned for developing 800 flavors in the 2020s. Code of Symbiosis The Symbiosis Code, ratified at the first World Fermentation Gathering in Reykjavik (2063), bound Fermentation Guilds to three principles: Transparency — All microbial knowledge is to be shared freely. Reciprocity — No brew should be produced without acknowledging the source. Community — Every fermentation must nourish more than the brewer. This code replaced corporate law. It was enforced by reputation, not by governments. A Guild member who betrayed the code found their SCOBYs mysteriously refusing to thrive—a poetic justice the biologists never quite explained. Every Guild had elders—called Mothers of the Jar or Keepers of the Yeast. They carried living SCOBYs wrapped in silk pouches when traveling, exchanging fragments as blessings. These elders became moral anchors of the age, counselors and mediators trusted more than politicians. When disputes arose—over territory, resources, or ethics—brewers, not lawyers, met to share a round of Truth Brew, a ferment so balanced that it was said to reveal dishonesty through bitterness. The Fullness of Time The International Biotech Conference of 2052 invited Luna to give the closing keynote—a controversial decision that prompted several corporate sponsors to withdraw support. The auditorium was packed with supporters, critics, and the merely curious. “Nine years ago, I released genetic sequences for beer yeast strains protected as trade secrets. I was called a thief, a bioterrorist, worse. Today, I want to discuss what we’ve learned from those years of open-source biology.” She displayed a chart showing the explosion of brewing innovation since 2043. “In the traditional corporate model, a few companies control a few strains, producing a limited variety. With the open-source model, thousands of brewers using thousands of variants, producing infinite diversity. As Duff McDonald wrote “Anything that alive contains the universe, or infinite possibility. Kombucha is infinite possibility in a drink.” And the results speak for themselves—flavor innovation accelerated a thousand-fold when we removed corporate control.” A student activist approached the microphone. “Ms. Reyes, you’ve inspired movements to liberate seed genetics, soil bacteria, and traditional medicine cultures. The ‘Luna Legion’ is spreading globally. What’s your message to young people who want to continue this work?” Luna smiled. “First, understand the risks. I was sued by multinational corporations, received death threats, spent years fighting legal battles. This work has costs. Second, be strategic. Release information you’ve generated yourself through legal methods—no hacking, no theft. Third, build communities. I survived because people supported me—legally, financially, emotionally. You can’t fight corporations alone. Finally, remember why you’re doing it: to return biological knowledge to the commons where it belongs. That purpose will sustain you through the hard parts.” Teaching By twenty-eight, Luna was a MacArthur Fellow, teaching fermentation workshops in a converted Anheuser-Busch facility. As she watched her students—former corporate employees learning to think like ecosystems rather than factories—she reflected that her teenage hack had accomplished more than liberating yeast genetics. She had helped humanity remember that flavor, like knowledge, grows stronger when shared rather than hoarded. Luna’s garage had evolved into a sophisticated community biolab. The original jury-rigged equipment had been replaced with professional gear funded by her MacArthur Fellowship. Abuela Rosa still maintained her fermentation crocks in the corner—a reminder of where everything started. A group of five

HELLO UGLIES — TITANS SEASON 2, EPISODE 7“The Boulet Brothers Horror Picture Show” In this episode, Joe and Laurian dive into Titans Season 2 Episode 7, where the monsters take on the Boulet Brothers' Horror Picture Show musical challenge. A surprise power shift, a messy cauldron, and one very dramatic vaporization set the tone for one of the season's most chaotic weeks yet. Joe and Laurian unpack Eva Destruction's challenge win and the Boulet Brothers granting her the sonic transducer—a curse that empowers her to immediately vaporize a competitor. They discuss why Eva was the clear choice from a production standpoint and how her dramatic reaction was exactly what the show wanted. Laurian argues that Jahäria was the true standout in the musical, with Joe countering that JK surprisingly delivered one of their strongest performances. Both agree Eva was not the obvious winner based on the floor show alone. The duo breaks down Sigourney's series of missteps during the deliberation, from invoking their “pact” with Eva and Abhora to making veiled threats about her fanbase. Laurian points out that emotionally tying herself to Eva was a guaranteed misfire, given Eva's history of cutting loose anyone who leans on her. A deep discussion about how Sigourney's defensiveness spiraled, her tendency to backtrack mid-argument, and why her tone rubbed both contestants and judges the wrong way. Joe and Laurian explore whether the dynamic was sexism, self-sabotage, or both. The group is shocked when Cynthia struts back into the laboratory instead of Blackberry. Joe and Laurian discuss why it was obvious Cynthia would return, why track record conversations don't matter on this show, and why Blackberry's elimination stirred unexpected feelings. The two discuss the contestants' belief that they can “target” their competition, why packs never survive longer than a day, and how Cynthia masterfully redirects conversations to preserve entertaining conflict. Joe notes similarities between this musical and Drag Race's rousicles, especially the shared musical grammar. Both hosts agree the cast as a whole performed strongly—no true flops—and break down why certain roles were harder than others. A detailed commentary on the showdown between Blackberry and Priscilla Chambers. Joe and Laurian deconstruct why both looks veered unnecessarily into masturbation territory, what didn't work, and why Blackberry ultimately prevailed. This section intentionally omitted for Hello Uglies main feed show notes. Fashion critiques appear on Dressed to Kill. Joe and Laurian wrap the episode by reflecting on the illusion of choice created by the sonic transducer twist. They explore how producers maintain control, why this twist worked so well at this point in the season, and why Sigourney's exit landed with such strange energy. They also roast the overused “anticipation…” joke—three times was two times too many. Email: hellouglies@afterthought.mediaInstagram: @hello_uglies_podcastPatreon: patreon.com/afterthoughtmediaHosts: Joe Betance & Laurian K. RoggenkampProducer: Afterthought Media Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

First of all, we must send our love and energy to the people of Jamaica. Let’s all show some love and support to the country and culture who have benefited the world so much! I recommend everyone who can find a way to donate to help Jamaican people recover from Hurricane Melissa – and thank […]

Nesta edição, o Reggae pelo Reggae embarca em uma viagem sonora entre Maranhão e Jamaica, revelando como o ritmo que nasceu nas ruas de Kingston encontrou, em São Luís, um novo lar e identidade. Memis Etiópia e DJ Bobe recebem o cantor e compositor Pedro Beydoun, herdeiro musical de Fauzi Beydoun (Tribo de Jah), para um bate-papo sobre legado, espiritualidade e o novo momento do reggae brasileiro.O programa percorre as origens do reggae maranhense, o papel das radiolas como expressão popular e a força das bandas que fizeram história — como a própria Tribo de Jah, símbolo de resistência, inclusão e fé rastafári. A conversa se estende às novas gerações e aos caminhos que mantêm viva a chama do reggae raiz, com destaque para o single “Vai Valer a Pena (Dê ao Mundo)”, parceria de Pedro Beydoun com o guitarrista Thiago Ticana, que mistura roots jamaicano, dub e a cadência maranhense.Encerrando o programa, a coluna “Nas Ondas do Reggae”, com Risô, traz uma reflexão sobre as semelhanças entre o reggae e o forró, abordando as falas e influências de Dominguinhos e relembrando canções que unem os dois universos. Entre sanfonas e levadas de baixo, Risô mostra como o balanço do reggae e a ginga do forró compartilham o mesmo pulso do povo nordestino — de resistência, celebração e amor pela terra.

Nesta edição, o Reggae pelo Reggae mergulha nas raízes espirituais e ancestrais do movimento Rastafari através do toque sagrado do Nyahbinghi. Memis Etiópia e DJ Bobe recebem Renan Jamaica, da Família Rastafari Flor de Jah, para uma conversa sobre fé, resistência e música como linguagem espiritual. O programa apresenta clássicos de Count Ossie, Ras Michael e Bob Marley, além de revelar como o Nyahbinghi influenciou o reggae e mantém viva a conexão com a ancestralidade africana e etíope.

Original Direct Impact Jahpan Crew Edokko.We are deeply giving Honor and Thankful to the man rest up in Eternal Power of Jah.Clive.Mr Steady. Masa... Love Love Love to the Originals.

Víga-Skúta mætir á klakann og hefur bara eitt í huga. Að hefna pabba gamla og nú duga engin vettlingatök, hvorki hjá honum né tungunum. Þessi hluti sögunnar hefur allt: dulargervi, leynibirgi, tilræði á tilræði ofan og mann bundinn nakinn við staur í hólma út á miðju Mývatni. Lifir hann það af? Jah, bölvaðu ekki blessaðri flugunni sagði afi en vargurinn gefur … og vargurinn tekur. Hlustið og hlýðið.Styrktu Ormstungur:https://www.patreon.com/c/ormstungur

Join I&I as we step down to the Ioneyez River for a powerful session of word, sound and power in Episode 1 of the Down By The River Sessions. This series will feature D-Ro and crew selecting some of the most crucial and healing tones in a very powerful natural setting – down the by […]

La Playlist: The Abesenians – Declaration of rights Rod Taylor – Don’t leave me Tony Rebel / Garnet Silk / Half Pint – Jah love inna we Tony Curtis – Walked outta heaven Beenie Man – Kingston hot General Degree – We nuh boring Mr Vegas – Sucky Ducky Tanto Metro / Devonte – Say […] L'article Strickly Good Sound – #50 est apparu en premier sur Radio Campus Tours - 99.5 FM.

On this episode of the Peristyle Podcasts hosts Ryan Abraham and Coach Harvey Hyde are back together talking about a historic weekend for this Trojan football team, with the first ever true Big Ten road win, the longest weather delay for a USC football game and the largest Trojan to ever score a touchdown! Coach Hyde gets into USC's 33-17 win over Purdue in West Lafayette that puts the Trojans at 3-0 on the season and 1-0 in conference play. The game wasn't as clean as the first two in the Coliseum, but to be able to get a victory on the road against an improved team under bizarre circumstances with the over three hour lightning delay shows this team has some resilience and is capable of battling through adversity. The guys talk about some of the huge plays in this game, including the 360-pound defensive lineman Jamaal Jarrett plucking a tipped pass out of the air and returning it 70-yards for the touchdown. The Trojans have had some big man touchdowns over the years, but no one as big as Jah who showed some impressive speed on his interception return. They also discuss USC making its AP Poll top-25 debut at No. 25 and the highly anticipated game at Illinois getting Fox's Big Noon Kickoff treatment on September 27. Coach Harvey Hyde has been part of the Peristyle Podcast since 2008 and in the USC football world he is an expert on X's and O's, personnel, coaching philosophies and recruiting. Please follow Coach Hyde on X, Facebook and Instagram at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@CoachHarveyHyde⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or go to his website ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠HarveyHyde.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ for all his his content, including Vegas & Southern California radio shows. ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠CLICK HERE for 30% OFF an annual VIP membership to USCFootball.com!⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠  Please review, rate and subscribe to the Peristyle Podcast on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Apple Podcasts⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ and ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Spotify⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠! Make sure you check out ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠USCFootball.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ for complete coverage of this USC Trojan football team.  To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Rainer on mänginud Metal Gear Solid Delta: Snake Eaterit ja pikemalt räägime ka uuest Bondi mängust. Ühenduslülid on täiesti olemas. Filmijuttu tuleb ka. Nii Call of Duty filmi kui ka Mortal Kombati filmi näol, lisaks veel mitmeid uudiseid. Rein on mänginud edasi The Rogue Prince of Persiat ja Abiotic Factorit, Rainer aga räägib veel Kirby and the Forgotten Land + Star-Crossed World Nintendo Switch 2 Editionist. Jah, selline nimi ongi. Soovituseks on Lego mängude megapakk Humble Bundle'is. Lingid: https://www.eurogamer.net/007-first-light-gets-a-march-2026-release-date-and-a-300-collectors-edition https://www.eurogamer.net/mindseye-launch-what-we-didnt-hope-for-says-io-interactive-ceo-as-publishing-future-in-question https://www.videogameschronicle.com/news/mortal-kombat-legacy-kollection-adds-the-lowest-rated-game-in-franchise-history/ https://www.eurogamer.net/mortal-kombat-2-movie-release-slips-to-2026 https://www.eurogamer.net/call-of-duty-film-adaptation-officially-in-the-works-from-paramount https://www.eurogamer.net/yooka-replaylee-lands-autumn-release-date https://www.eurogamer.net/batman-arkham-shadow-vr-sequel-in-the-works-actor-confirms https://www.uploadvr.com/steamvr-automatically-installs-oasis-driver-windows-mr-headsets/ https://www.eurogamer.net/rayman-series-returns-to-life-on-its-30th-anniversary-but-dont-expect-a-new-game-soon https://www.eurogamer.net/cancelled-perfect-dark-reboot-almost-saved-by-rockstar-owner-take-two https://store.steampowered.com/app/3950840/Grannies_on_Wheels/

http://archive.org/download/jah-works-radio-poetry-jam-8-27-25/Jah%20Works%20Radio%20Poetry%20Jam%208-27-25.mp3 Very special vibes this week, family, as we present our FIRST-EVER live Dub Poetry Jam, featuring live poetry from Iyaba Ibo Mandingo, Kufunya Ife and Lyric with D-Ro on the turntables and Ras E and Kevin El joining in the vibes, as well.  Legendary dub poets Mutabaruka and Linton Kwesi Johnson are also featured, […]

Encore: Welcome to Indigenous in Music with Larry K, On today's show, we welcome W.T. Goodspirit, also known as Wayne Jackson, a proud Plains Cree artist from Goodfish Lake First Nation. He's a celebrated musician, educator, and language revitalist, blending traditional Cree culture with modern music styles. With powerful lyrics in nêhiyawêwin and a passion for preserving his language, Wayne is inspiring a new generation through song, storytelling, and education. W.T. is featured in our current issue of the SAY Magazine, read all about W.T. at our homepage at www.indigenousinmusicandarts.org/past-shows/wt-goodspirit. Enjoy music from W.T. Goodspirit, Shauit, Saltwater Hank, Nuxalk Radio, Khu.eex, Alan Syliboy & The Thundermakers, The Jerry Cans, DJ Bitman, Solju, Ecuador Manta, Irv Lyons Jr, Joanne Shenandoah, Joey Nowyuk, Fiebre Amarilla, Natalia Clavier, Bartolo, Motta, Appino, La Ley, Jose Leon, Gato Barbieri, Soleil Launiere, Nancy Sanchez, DJ krayzkree, STOiK, Jah'kota and much more. Visit us on our home page to learn about us and our programs at www.indigenousinmusicandarts.org, check into our Two Buffalo Studios and our SAY Magazine Library to find out all about our Artists and Entrepreneurs.

Finally! Back in the studio to deliver 2 hours of “fantastic” radio. The summer is always tricky as we're away more often than we're on the air. Not that you lot would know, as you're The Listen Again Crew. We like you though, as you sometimes message us nice things about the show a few weeks after broadcast. Which is nice.This week's show is a little different. Steve had an existential crisis while making it, so he's mixed it up. A bit. It's not massively different.As always, get in touch with requests, recommendations and guest mix inquiries!https://www.instagram.com/radionighttrain/https://bsky.app/profile/thenighttrain.co.ukDon't forget, we're also available for family functions, weddings, funerals, boat launches and more!SHOW NOTESFu Manchu playing in the Swiss AlpsLo Sound Desert - the origin of desert rock (documentary, 2016)Benji B's Carnival Comedown 2019 by Old School Tapes | MixcloudBombin' - 1987 Documentary About British Graffiti and Hip-Hop CultureAphex Twin: [mostly mellow] for SupremeTRACKLISTINGFu Manchi - Saturn IIIKing Curtis - Night TrainElia y Elizabeth - AlegríaDennis Brown - AfricaDennis Brown - Africa DubJackie Mittoo and The Soul Vendors - Ba-Ba-BoomDJ Shadow - Dark Days (Main Theme)Bunji Garlin – The StruggleBusy Twist - Floor ExcitementMD X-Spress - God Made Me PhunkyJulio Bashmore - Battle For Middle You (Original Mix)Moog Dub - 2562Goldie - Timeless (I. Inner City Life, II. Jah, III. Pressure)Ikebe Shakedown - No AnswerStringtronics - TropicolaTom Waits - Gun Street GirlCyril X. Diaz And His Orchestra – TabuCe Boug'la et Son Orchestre - HougeMazy Star - Still ColdThe Shangri Las - Remember (Walking in the Sand)La Funk Mob - Ravers Suck Our SoundBurial - Imaginary FestivalMarysia Osu - CascadesAphex Twin - XtalRomance - 'Til We Meet Again

http://archive.org/download/jah-works-radio-7-27-25/Jah%20Works%20Radio%207-27-25.mp3 Greetings, family!  We have a very exciting show this week, featuring some seriously healing tones along with an extended interview with Jamaican Myal Priest, Alex Moore-Minott.  Leading up to the interview (and throughout the show) heartical tones are heard from artists like Earl “Chinna” Smith, Haile Israel, Midnite, Prezident Brown, Proteje, Lila Ike’, Luciano, […]

durée : 02:00:04 - Les Matins d'été - par : Julie Gacon, Sarah Masson - . - réalisation : Sam Baquiast - invités : Jean-Marie Théodat Géographe, maître de conférences à l'université Paris 1 Panthéon-Sorbonne; Tiken Jah Fakoly Artiste; Nathalie Coutinet Economiste à l'université de Sorbonne Paris Nord et chercheuse au Centre d'économie de l'université de Paris-Nord (CEPN)

durée : 00:09:21 - France Culture va plus loin (l'Invité(e) des Matins d'été) - par : Julie Gacon, Sarah Masson - Militant inépuisable de la cause panafricaniste et grand admirateur de Bob Marley, Tiken Jah Fakoly est devenu l'ambassadeur des musiques traditionnelles ouest-africaines qu'il a fait voyager sur tous les continents, et jusqu'au festival de jazz de Marciac cette semaine. - réalisation : Sam Baquiast, Vivian Lecuivre - invités : Tiken Jah Fakoly Artiste

In this episode of Selective Ignorance, Mandii B is joined by returning guest Jason "Jah" Lee to examine the shifting media landscape in an age where entertainment and information constantly blur. Together, they unpack the complexities of new media’s rise and its disruptive effect on traditional journalism, while spotlighting the evolving roles of media personalities. [00:00] The conversation opens with a look at how new media has reshaped the delivery and consumption of news, especially in communities of color. [02:23] As the hosts navigate the current chaos of information, they question how audiences filter through noise and discern truth. [08:45] Jah reflects on his own journey in media, offering perspective on how careers in the field have evolved—from newsroom standards to platform-driven influence. [14:43] They explore the tensions between accountability and audience demand, particularly in the overlap between media and celebrity culture. [21:34] The duo dives into the power of headlines, clickbait, and how virality often outweighs accuracy in shaping public opinion. [36:45] They touch on the battle for attention across social media, and how algorithmic trends impact not only what we see, but how we feel. [38:42] The Diddy trial becomes a case study, sparking conversation about media coverage, editorial choices, and public perception. [42:14] From there, the dialogue expands to the changing standards of journalism, asking whether objectivity still matters—or ever did. [45:46] Mandii and Jah reflect on how people consume content today, and how much responsibility lies with the audience versus the creators. [49:45] The concept of attention as a new form of currency is explored, with virality being the measure of influence rather than credibility. [54:15] They also consider how identity plays into the creation and reception of media, especially when physical appearance or charisma skews the audience's trust. [01:00:39] As they round out the discussion, they assess how creators navigate the ever-changing media terrain, balancing truth, impact, and engagement. **[01:04:36] The episode closes with a critical question: In a time of memes, reels, and TikToks—**what actually defines media today? And are we consuming to be informed or simply entertained? “No Holes Barred: A Dual Manifesto Of Sexual Exploration And Power” w/ Tempest X!Sale Link Follow the host on Social MediaMandii B Instagram/X @fullcourtpumps Follow the guests on Social Media@mrhiphopobama Follow the show on Social MediaInstagram @selectiveignorancepodTiktok @selective.ignoranceX/Twitter @selectiveig_podSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

An­ne Kai­ser ist Kom­mu­ni­ka­ti­ons­de­si­gne­rin, Jour­na­lis­tin und Kra­tiv­nerd. In ih­rem Kom­mu­ni­ka­ti­ons­de­sign­stu­di­um in Kon­stanz abon­nier­te sie zum ers­ten Mal PA­GE – das Ma­ga­zin der Krea­tiv­bran­che. Nur ein paar Jah­re spä­ter lan­de­te sie über Um­we­ge in der Chef­re­dak­ti­on eben des Ma­ga­zins, das sie seit ih­ren An­fän­gen in der Bran­che be­glei­tet. Im Stu­di­um stell­te An­ne Kai­ser fest, dass De­sign für sie mehr war als ein ei­ge­ner Style, Kund:in­nen oder neue Trends – De­sign be­deu­tet für sie, die rich­ti­gen Fra­gen zu stel­len. Fra­gen nach Ge­schich­ten, Emo­tio­nen und Ide­en. Fra­gen nach Ge­sell­schaft, Po­li­tik und Um­welt. Ih­re Ba­che­l­or­ar­beit »For­schung und Re­cher­che im De­sign« soll­te des­halb an­de­ren Krea­tiv­stu­die­ren­den die nö­ti­gen Me­tho­den an die Hand ge­ben, in ih­ren Pro­jek­ten wis­sen­schaft­lich fun­dier­te Fra­gen zu stel­len. 2021 zog sie nach dem Stu­di­um nach Frank­furt (Main), um als Ju­ni­or Art Di­rek­to­rin in ei­ner klei­nen Bran­dagen­tur zu ar­bei­ten. Nur we­ni­ge Mo­na­te spä­ter be­gann für sie ein neu­es Ka­pi­tel, als PA­GE ei­ne neue Stel­le für Cross­me­dia-Re­dak­ti­on aus­schrieb. An­ne Kai­ser be­warb sich als Quer­ein­stei­ge­rin und er­zähl­te in den ers­ten bei­den Jah­ren bei PA­GE Ge­schich­ten von Krea­ti­ven, Stra­teg:in­nen und Tech­no­lo­gists auf PA­GE On­line, So­ci­al Me­dia und im Print­ma­ga­zin. 2024 stand sie als Mo­dera­to­rin auf der Büh­ne der De­sign Busi­ness Days. Seit An­fang 2024 ist sie Teil der Chef­re­dak­tion. Heute leitet sie als Brand Stra­te­gin und Chefredakteurin die Ge­schi­cke von PA­GE und treibt ge­mein­sam mit ih­rem Team die neue Com­mu­ni­ty-Aus­rich­tung der De­sign­platt­form vor­an.

This is indeed a love story you won't forget. One for the books literally:). Hear my thoughts on reading this for a second time, years later. Take a listen.Can you find true love in the hood? Follow three best friends as they try to find love in the city of brotherly love, better known as Philly. Louchanna aka Lucky an unassuming, innocent college girl meets a young boss by the name of Carlos.Their instant love affair turns out to be anything but perfect or fairytale. Lucky finds out that being a boss's wifey comes with its many luxuries as well as its equal share of downsides.Whoever says you have to let the past stay in the past? That's not the case for Keema who's suddenly faced with a tough decision. What's a girl to do when her past wants a place in her future? Her first love Jah is back to claim the heart he once left shattered. Can people really change? Or does the old saying ‘you can't teach an old dog new tricks,' stand true?Ty, Lucky's cousin strives on being the poster child of the independent woman in Corporate America. While her career and ambitions are on track her love life is the total opposite. After an unforgettable one night stand Ty can't seem to get Nice out of her system no matter who she's with. Deep down she feels that he could be the one to show her what real love is, despite the odds stacked against their budding love.Buckle up and come along for this roller coaster ride of drama. Strap up and be prepared to ride along with these girls as they experience love and life. Many things will change in their lives but one thing that will never is the bond and sisterhood they share. Is there really such a thing as finding love in the hood? Find the answer to that question in this drama packed book filled with sex, betrayal, drugs, murder, and hood love.Read It is What It Is: A Hood Love Story: https://www.amazon.com/What-Hood-Love-Story-ebook/dp/B00GA644CIYour Book Bae Awaits at ⁠https://theblackgirlbookclubpodcast.com/⁠ Join the Black Girl Book Club Podcast Community: https://www.facebook.com/groups/693214741595152⁠ Join the Black Girl Book Club Podcast Email list: ⁠ https://www.theblackgirlbookclubpodcast.com/theblkgrlbcpodcast-6136 Listen on Apple: ⁠⁠https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-black-girl-book-club-podcast/id1627300394⁠Listen on Spotify: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/dashboard/home Watch on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCr4fs600LEYfN3pgKVHe1yw ⁠ This episode is brought to you by Just Write Sis, the Authors Marketing Assistant. Are you an author who's ready to start running her writing business like a business, implementation strategy, systems, and automation? Increasing your rating, readership, and engagement. Check out Just Write Sis, the marketing and systems strategist for authors. www.justwritesis.com Check out Tandra's Touch our merch maker. Get merch made for your podcast, author events, and more. https://tandrastouch.com/ ⁠⁠#bookdiscussion⁠⁠ ⁠⁠#blackromancenovel⁠⁠ ⁠⁠#theblackgirlbookclubpodcast⁠⁠ ⁠⁠#bookclub⁠⁠ ⁠⁠#blackbookclub⁠⁠ ⁠⁠#blackgirlswhoread⁠⁠ ⁠⁠#justwritesis⁠⁠ ⁠⁠#theauthorsstrategist⁠⁠ #authormarketingassistant #authormerch #ahoodlovestory #Ivoryb

Pour ce premier mini-épisode des grandes vacances 2025, partez à la (re)découverte de ce classique de l'artiste martiniquaise engagée Majesty.Son histoire vous intrigue ? L'épisode complet sur "Jah m'a donné un don" est disponible à l'écoute, dans la Saison 1 d'Une Chanson en Histoire !Une Chanson En Histoire est LE podcast de Tann présenté par Valérie-Ann EDMOND-MARIETTE retraçant l'histoire de la musique antillaise et ultramarine.Que ce soit du Zouk, du Ragga, du Konpa, de la Biguine, du Sega, du Merengue, de la Dancehall, du Boléro, du Rap, de la Créole Pop, de la Kadans ou de la Trap tout y passe ! Le podcast Une Chanson En Histoire par Valérie-Ann EDMOND-MARIETTE aka Valy est LE podcast musique Antilles, Guyane, Réunion, Guadeloupe, Martinique, Saint-Martin.Il traite de la musique antillaise, de la musique guyanaise, de la musique réunionnaise, de la musique martiniquaise, de la musique guadeloupéenne.Abonnez-vous pour soutenir la production de Tann ! C'est un montant libre ! https://liberapay.com/tannaudioSource BiblioInterview Majesty par Valérie-Ann EDMOND-MARIETTE, 2023Distribué par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Spin the Spectrum is an innovative, strength-based program music and DJ program for autistic and neurodivergent individuals. Developed by speech language pathologist Courtney Willis, in collaboration with Jay Clipp, a renowned DJ, and Jah born, a Grammy award-winning producer, opportunities are provided for autistic and neurodivergent individuals to engage in music production and creative self expression. Barry and Dave chat with the Spin the Spectrum team about the development and the impact of this program.Learn more on our websiteSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

http://archive.org/download/jah-works-radio-6-24-25/Jah%20Works%20Radio%206-24-25.mp3 Going in deep this week with classic and modern artists like Third World, Cedric Brooks and The Light of Saba, Jimmy Cliff, The Wailers, Bob Marley and The Wailers, Dennis Brown, Wayne Wade, The Comforters, Gappy Ranks, Jah Lil, Imeru Tafari and Haile Celestial, Perfect Giddimani, Garnett Silk, Richie Stephens, Culture, Jah Lion, Linton […]

Song of Solomon 8:6 YLTSet me as a seal on thy heart, as a seal on thine arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings [are] burnings of fire, a flame of Jah!

112 : Psalms 68 1. Let God arise, let his enemies be scattered: let them also that hate him flee before him. 2. As smoke is driven away, so drive them away: as wax melteth before the fire, so let the wicked perish at the presence of God. 3. But let the righteous be glad; let them rejoice before God: yea, let them exceedingly rejoice. 4. Sing unto God, sing praises to his name: extol him that rideth upon the heavens by his name JAH, and rejoice before him. 5. A father of the fatherless, and a judge of the widows, is God in his holy habitation. ; AB church Lausanne

http://archive.org/download/jah-works-radio-5-28-2025/Jah%20Works%20Radio%205-28-2025.mp3 Greetings in love and light, family!  This week we go deep into the realm of the roots – both new and classic – with artists like the Zion I Kings, Earl Sixteen, Prezident Brown, Culture, Bunny Wailer, Delroy Williams, Cornell Campbell, Maxi Priest, Ras Dave, Q’Shan Deya, YG Marley, Tali Roots, Kenya Eugene, Imeru […]

http://archive.org/download/jah-works-radio-05-09-2025/Jah%20Works%20Radio%2005-09-2025.mp3 This week we set up for a strictly vinyl selections session and go in deep into the roots with artists like Wayne Jarrett, Dennis Brown, Horace Andy, Willie Williams, Don Carlos, Triston Palmer, Lacksley Castell, Scientist, Judah Eskender Tafari, Norrisman, Cocoa Tea, Glen Washington, Garnett Silk, Lukie D, Sanchez, Christopher Martin, Lutan Fyah and […]

Anthony Wootton is joined by defensive end, Jah Joyner, an undrafted free agent from the University of Minnesota. Joyner was picked up by the Las Vegas Raiders after the 2025 NFL draft and joined his fellow rookies for rookie minicamp this weekend. Jah joined Anthony for a chat before setting off for Vegas to discuss:the 2025 NFL drafthis incredible athleticism on the defensive linewho he models his game offthe prospect of teaming up with Maxx Crosbylearning from Pete Carroll

http://archive.org/download/jah-works-radio-4-17-2025/Jah%20Works%20Radio%204-17-2025.mp3 We start this week’s show with a tribute to the late, GREAT Max Romeo, may he Rise in Power!  Later in the show we are joined by up and coming Chilean Reggae artist, Tali Roots, for a live interview and reasoning.  Vibez are definitely on high this week as we’re joined briefly by a […]

In this special international episode of RC Underground Radio, we travel to Nigeria to meet Jah — a 17-year-old RC prodigy who's building cars, trucks, and even planes completely from scratch. With no access to hobby shops, kits, or ready-made parts, Jah relies on pure imagination, determination, and raw ingenuity to bring his creations to life.We dive into his world — one where every build starts in the mind and is forged by hand. From scavenging for materials to reverse-engineering his own designs, Jah's journey is a masterclass in creativity and resilience. Not to mention his successful YouTube channel where he has over 7,700 subscribers.This is more than just RC — it's innovation without a manual.Tune in to hear Jah's story, his challenges, his triumphs, and how he's turning passion into power, one homemade vehicle at a time.

Shechaniah (“dwelling with Jah”), like a shooting star, appears just long enough to light up the darkness. 

Our guests are DJ – President of the Black Student Union at the University of Arizona and Ky’Jah – an activist working closely with the Department of African American Student Affairs In the first half of the show, we talk about the importance of diversity initiatives, the implications of the rollbacks of DEI initiatives on college campuses around the country, and what communities impacted by recent legislation and political threats can do to push back.Support the show: https://www.patreon.com/civiccipher?utm_source=searchSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Our guests are DJ – President of the Black Student Union at the University of Arizona and Ky’Jah – an activist working closely with the Department of African American Student Affairs In the second half of the show, we take on popular criticisms of DEI programs and offer additional perspective worth considering when attacking similar initiatives.Support the show: https://www.patreon.com/civiccipher?utm_source=searchSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Zion Albert talks about connecting with humanity and nature through the power of music. PLUS taking a Buju Banton tune to the stage for his very first performance, why evil must be fought with love, and the importance of Jah music in the worldCheck out Zion Albert at https://zionalbert.com/For more info on Streetlevel Uprising:streetleveluprising.com⁠⁠facebook.com/streetleveluprising⁠instagram.com/streetleveljay

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Meil on külas Jupiteri peatoimetaja Richard-Erik Järvi, kellega räägime nii uuest, vanadest ja veel ka välja tulemata filmidest ja seriaalidest, mis on üht või teistpidi mängudega seotud. Jah, see saade on tavapärasest erinev. Uudised on seekord tagaplaanil, aga mööda ei saa ZA/UMi uuest mängust, mis just välja kuulutati ja samuti ex-ZA/UMi stuudio mängust, mis samuti just välja kuulutati. Ja uus Xbox tuleb vist 2027. aastal ja Xboxi käsikonsool juba tänavu? Rein ja Richard on mänginud Kingdom Come: Deliverance 2, Rein on teinud läbi Tunicu ja Martin on mänginud Silence of the Sirenit, mis sai suure uuenduse. Soovituseks on Still Wakes the Deep, mis on Steamis poole odavam. Lingid: https://www.eurogamer.net/disco-elysium-studio-zaums-new-rpg-c4-is-part-espionage-thriller-part-psychedelic-sci-fi https://www.eurogamer.net/disco-elysium-is-being-reimagined-for-mobile-devices-to-captivate-the-tiktok-user https://www.eurogamer.net/more-disco-elysium-alumni-join-former-staff-at-longdue-working-on-spiritual-successor https://digipro.geenius.ee/rubriik/uudis/gamecani-ekstootajad-nouavad-saamata-jaanud-palka/ https://ekspress.delfi.ee/artikkel/120362514/me-olime-nagu-ara-tinistatud-parnu-idufirma-suured-lubadused-maksmata-palgad-ja-purunenud-unistused https://www.eurogamer.net/xbox-next-gen-console-reportedly-targeting-2027-with-handheld-device-due-this-year https://www.eurogamer.net/blizzcon-will-skip-2025-but-finally-return-in-2026 https://www.eurogamer.net/silent-hill-livestream-announced-and-its-stomach-churning-focus-has-been-detailed

http://archive.org/download/jah-works-radio-2-26-2025/Jah%20Works%20Radio%202-26-2025.mp3 We are honored this week to be joined by a rising empress of reggae music – Kenya Eugene!  Sistar Kafunya joins I for this very fun interview with Dezarie’s younger sister, who is putting her fingerprint on reggae music in a big way right now.  She is just about to release a new EP […]

Mitchell & The Dubs Cartel - Smoke Signals & Cheap Thrills Woke up in a lawn chair, sand in my jeans, Last thing I remember, I was chasin' a dream. Bottle in my left hand, spliff in my right, Pretty little thing said she'd stay for the night— But she gone... like my last twenty bucks, Now I'm skippin' town, guess I ran outta luck. Ohhh, I hear the sirens singin' my name, Ohhh, but I never play that game… Smoke signals, cheap thrills, runnin' from the law, One step ahead, but I'm bound to fall. No money, no plan, just a song in my head, Live fast, love loud, wake up half-dead. Met a rasta man said, “Boy, you look lost,” Told me ‘bout Jah, then he stole my sauce. Bought a ticket south, but the train broke down, So I'm thumbin' rides with a dog and a clown. Got a tattoo from a dude in a van, Spelled it wrong but—man, I'm a fan! Ohhh, I hear the waves call my name… Ohhh, but they never sound the same… Smoke signals, cheap thrills, runnin' from the law, One step ahead, but I'm bound to fall. No money, no plan, just a song in my head, Live fast, love loud, wake up half-dead. They say “slow down”—I say “why?” The reaper got a ticket but he waitin' in line… Roll me up, let me float like a kite, I'll be back when the stars burn bright… Yeahhh… cheap thrills… Oooohhh… no regrets, no refills…

Today we speak with Adam Downing of Resolve Comics to talk about his latest project on Kickstarter SUPER DANGEROUS which poses the question: Exactly what are the repercussions to saving the world? Jah Sanders comes to grips with his powers at the naive age of 19 and has done pretty everything you could do if you had the right mind to be a hero on earth. Until you aren't, Fear is always on the back on others minds and this is what Jah has to deal with not only from the government, but his own family. Listen as we speak on the cursed blade that constructed his powers as well as who is hunting him in issues 1-2. Live on KickstarterSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-faqs-project-hosted-by-james-grandmaster-faqs-boyce/donations

Our guest this week is a Floridian Surfer that got his first industry job at his local Sunrise Surf Shop in Jacksonville. After spending 11 years in retail, he went on to running Marketing & Events for Volcom. He was in a Reggae band, "Scholars Word", for 5 years and he has been at the helm as Executive Director for the Florida Boardriders Clubs and Jacksonville Boardriders, brightening the future of Surfing and local beach communities in the Sunshine State. He is currently GTM Marketing Manager at Billabong and we are pumped to hear his story. We welcome to the show Dane “JAH“ JefferysSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

It's been far too long, but we're back! Join Spike Lou and Rich as they sit down with fellow creator JAH for an insightful conversation as they dive into his content creation journey, sneaker culture, the eternal debate over the best rapper of all time, and the intricacies of parenthood. Spike Lou also shares his thoughts on why JAH is the most confident person he's ever met, leading to a deeper discussion on what drives someone to constantly strive for greatness in everything they do. After a couple of weeks off, we're so grateful for your patience and ready to jump back in! Be sure to subscribe, like, comment, and share—let's make this week even better together. JAH's YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@ThingzNStuffJAH Contact Us: 470-318-5034 E-mail: awitb2022@gmail.com Instagram: @anotherweekinthebooks            @iamspikelou            @krich513 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

NOTAS DE ELENAMaterial complementario de la escuela Sabática para adultosNarrado por: Patty CuyanDesde: California, USAUna cortesía de DR'Ministries y Canaan Seventh-Day Adventist ChurchMARTES, 11 DE FEBREROEL TEÍSTA ESCÉPTICONosotros no comprendemos la grandeza y la majestad de Dios ni recordamos la inconmensurable distancia que existe entre el Creador y las criaturas que formó con su mano. Aquel que está entronizado en los cielos, blandiendo el cetro del universo en su mano, no juzga conforme a nuestra norma finita, ni calcula conforme a nuestros cómputos. Nos equivocamos si pensamos que lo que es grande para nosotros debe ser grande para Dios, y que lo que es pequeño para nosotros debe ser pequeño para 'él. No sería más exaltado que nosotros si solo poseyera las mismas facultades... Dios habla por medio de su profeta: "Deje el impío su camino, y el hombre inicuo sus pensamientos, y vuélvase a Jehová, el cual tendrá compasión de él, y a nuestro Dios, el cual será amplio en perdonar. Porque mis pensamientos no son vuestros pensamientos, ni vuestros caminos mis caminos, dice Jehová. Porque así como los cielos son más altos que la tierra, así son mis caminos más altos que vuestros caminos, y mis pensamientos más que vuestros pensamientos". Isaías 55:7-9. Necesitamos claro discernimiento para que midamos el pecado conforme a las nomas de Dios y no las nuestras. Adoptemos como nuestra regla la Palabra divina, no nuestras opiniones humanas (Testimonios para la iglesia, t. 5, p. 316). El ánimo del salmista David pasó por muchos cambios. A veces, cuando se percataba de la voluntad y de los caminos de Dios, sentía gran euforia; después, cuando captaba una imagen del reverso de la misericordia y del inmutable amor de Dios, todo le parecía que estaba envuelto en una nube de oscuridad... Pero cuando meditaba en las dificultades y en los peligros de la vida, le parecían tan difíciles de sobrellevar, que se sentía abandonado de Dios debido a sus pecados. Veía su pecado en una manera tan clara, que exclamó: "¿Desechará el Señor para siempre, y no volverá más a sernos propicio?" pero mientras lloraba y oraba, obtuvo una visión más clara del carácter y de los atributos de Dios (Cristo triunfante, p. 155). Cuando David consideró las señales y promesas divinas para [el pueblo de Israel] —sabiendo que eran para todos los que las necesitaban tanto como para Israel— las apropió para sí, diciendo: "Me acordaré de las obras de JAH; sí, haré yo memoria de tus maravillas antiguas. Meditaré en todas tus obras, y hablaré de tus hechos". Su fe se aferró de Dios, y se animó y fortaleció. Aunque reconocía como misteriosos los caminos de Dios, sabía que eran misericordiosos y buenos, pues este fue el carácter divino tal como se reveló a Moisés...  Cuando David hizo suyas esas promesas y esos privilegios, decidió dejar de ser apresurado en sus juicios, y no desanimarse ni abatirse en inútil desesperación. Su alma se reanimó cuando contemplo el carácter de Dios tal como se manifiesta en sus enseñanzas, su paciencia, excelsa grandeza y misericordia, y vio que a las obras y maravillas de Dios no se debe dar una aplicación restringida (Comentarios de Elena G. de White, en Comentario bíblico adventista del séptimo día, t. 3, p. 1167). 

http://archive.org/download/jah-works-radio-1-26-2025/Jah%20Works%20Radio%201-26-2025.mp3 In this 9 year, we are kicking off our first all-music show honoring the Femi-9 singers of reggae music – from the Queen of Reggae, Marcia Griffiths to some of the newest up and coming female singers.  High vibrations all the way with tunes coming in from Pam Hall, Lila Ike’ with Proteje, Dezarie, […]

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The Great Myth of the Sun GodsBy Alvin Boyd KhunIt may be that many of you have come to this lecture with the expectation of hearing about the superstitious beliefs of some ancient fire-worshippers or sun-worshippers. You may wonder why we should presume to waste an evening dilating upon the childish fancies of early peoples who could conceive of no more exalted form of deity in the universe than the physical body of our sun. Can there possibly be anything important in the study of such forms of crude fetishism?Let me disabuse your minds of any such prepossession at once. We have not invited you to hear of infantile nonsense of early child-humanity. On the contrary, it is our opinion that there is not a theme within the entire range of religious interest of such sublimity and authentic grandeur as this subject of the Sun-gods. We have come to the persuasion that this is the most important lecture that we have given or shall ever give. In it there is to be found the central thesis of all religion. We have asked you to hear an exposition of the cardinal principle of all true religion. Instead of dealing with an erratic notion of primitive barbarism, we have to present to you this evening the long-lost supreme datum of all high religion. And it is our design to show that religion in the world has drifted so far away from its original base that it no longer recognizes the very first and fundamental conception about which it was in the beginning constructed. The myth of the Sun-gods is the very heart's core of religion at its best.It is commonly supposed that religious honors were paid to the sun as a deity by a few isolated peoples or sects, such as the Parsees and the ancient Ghebers of Persia, and some African tribes. In correction of this view we are prepared to support the declaration that the worship of the Sun-god was quite universal in the ancient world. It ranged from China and India to Yucatan and Peru. The Emperor and the Mikado, as well as the Incas, and the Pharaohs were Sun-god figures. And is the belief only an empty myth? So far from being such, it is at once the highest embodiment of religious conception in the spiritual history of the race.Since the word "myth" occurs in the title, it is necessary to define it so that we may the better glimpse the nature of the subject. To the modern mind the word carries with it a derogatory implication. To reduce any construction to the status of a myth is to put it out of court and render it valueless. We regard a myth as a fiction and a falsity. To show that a theory or a belief is only a myth, is to relegate it to the world of non-reality, and dismiss it from further consideration as a thing of value.Not so with the ancients. With them (the ancients) a myth was a valuable instrumentality of knowledge. It was an intellectual, even a spiritual, tool, by the aid of which truth and wisdom could at one and the same time both be concealed from the unworthy and expressed for the worthy. The ancients rightly regarded spiritual truth and experience as being incapable of expression or impartation by means of words simply. A myth or an allegory could be made the better means of conveying subtly and with a certain added force, the truth veiled under a set form of dramatic presentation. The myth would enhance spiritual truth as a drama reinforces moral situations. It was all the more powerful in its message precisely because it was known not to be outwardly a true story. No one was caught by the literal falsity of the construction. Attention could therefore be given wholly to the hidden import, which was not obscured by the outward occurrence. The myth was known to be a fiction; therefore it deceived nobody--until the third century. But at the same time it was most ingeniously designed to instruct in the deepest of spiritual truths. It was a literary device to embalm lofty wisdom in the amber of a tradition that could be easily remembered, in the guise of a human story. It was truth incarnated in a dramatic occurrence, which was known to be untrue. Outwardly fictitious, but inwardly the substance of a mighty truth, was the myth. And as such it was the universal dress in which ancient knowledge was clothed.To indicate the universality of the Sun-god myth it is only necessary to enumerate some thirty of the chief figures known as Sun-gods amongst the nations about the Eastern Mediterranean, before the advent of Jesus. There were in Egypt, Osiris, Horus, Serapis, Hermes or Taht (Thoth), Khunsu, Atum (Aten, Adon, the Adonis or Phrygia), Iusa, Iu-sa, Iu-em-hetep; in Syria, Atis, Sabazius, Zagreus, Kybele (femine); in Assyria Tammuz; in Babylonia, Marduk and Sargon; in Persia, Mithra, Ahura-Mazda and the Zoroasters; in Greece, Orpheus, Bacchus (Dionysus), Achilles, Hercules, Theseus, Perseus, Jason, Prometheus; in India, Vyasa, Krishna, Buddha; in Tibet the Boddhisattvas; besides many others elsewhere.Likewise in the ancient Mystery dramas the central character was ever the Sun-god the role being enacted by the candidate for initiation in person. He went through the several initiations as himself the type and representative of the solar divinity in the field of human experience.Moreover, the Patriarchs, Prophets, Priests and Kings of Biblical lore are no less Sun-god figures. For in their several characteristics they are seen to be typical of the Christos.From the study of a mass of the ancient material the sincere and disingenuous student becomes ere long convinced of the fact that the Jesus figure of the Gospels, whether he lived historically or not (and there is much question of it even among theologians), is just another in the long list of the solar gods. They were figured by ancient poetic genius as embodiments of divine solar glory living among men, if they were not purely the mythical constructions of the allegorists.These Sun-god characters, of none of whom can it be said positively that they were living personages, were, it must be clearly noted, purely typical figures in the national epics of the several nations. They were symbols, one might say. But of what were they symbolical? That is the point of central importance. They were representative characters, summing and epitomizing in themselves the spiritual history of the human individual in his march across the field of evolving life on earth. They were the types and models of the divine potentiality pictured as coming to realization in their careers. They were the mirror held up to men, in which could be seen the possibilities locked up in man's own nature. They were type-figures, delineating the divine life that was an ever-possible realization for any devoted man. They were the symbols of an ever-coming deity, a deity that came not once historically in Judea, but that came to ever-fuller expression and liberation in the inner heart of every son of man. The solar deities were the gods that ever came, that were described as coming not once upon a time, but continuously and regularly. Their radiant divinity might be consummated by any earnest person at any time or achieved piecemeal.They were typed as ever-coming or coming regularly because they were symboled by the sun in its annual course around the zodiac of twelve signs, and the regular periodicity of this natural symbol typified the ever-continuing character of their spiritual sunlight. The ancients, in a way and to a degree almost incomprehensible to the unstudied modern, had made of the sun's annual course round the heavens a faithful reproduction of the spiritual history of the divine spirit in man. The god in us was emblemed by the sun in its course, and the sun's varied experiences, as fabulously construed, were a reflection of our own incarnational history. The sun in its movements through the signs was made the mirror of our life in spirit. To follow the yearly round of the zodiac was to epitomize graphically the whole history of human experience. Thus the inner meaning of our mortal life was endlessly repeated in the daily, weekly, monthly and yearly cycle of the sun's passage, the seven or twelve divisions of which marked the seven- or twelvefold segmentation of our spiritual history or our initiations. (They were figured at first as seven, later as twelve, when the solar gods came upon the cosmic scene.)The careers of these solar gods, then, were a type of what is occurring to every man who is dowered with the spark of divine soul within his breast. Each one of us has had or will have his festival of conception in June, his birth into the world of fleshly life in the autumn, his spiritual awakening at Christmas, and his glorious resurrection from the dead body of this life at Easter.The Christians say the Christos came once in a single character in history, Jesus of Judea, saying nothing about his coming to Everyman at all times. They present to the world the Only-Begotten Son of the Father, confusing in one historical figure two distinct characters of ancient philosophy, the Logos and the Christos, and making both historical in a human being born of woman. Suffice it to say that neither character was historical in the ancient systems. The Logos and the Christos were cosmic forces, and the erring Christians confounded these "personages" of ancient philosophy with the mundane career of the man Jesus, who was not other than one of the mythical Sun-god heroes, or national type-figures. What a travesty of truth the Christian representation has become! What a caricature the Gospels have made of the divine spiritual principle in man's life!The ancients had no "only-begotten" son because the term used in their systems, miserably mistranslated "only-begotten," was something with quite a different connotation. It was in Greek "monogenes," and in Latin "unigenitus," and was far from meaning "only-begotten." It meant that which was begotten of one parent, the father, alone, not the offspring of the union of father and mother. By the term the ancients meant to designate him who was the projection into matter of the spirit forces of life, not the final product of the union of spirit and matter, or the male and female elements. Had the early Christian Fathers known of the inner meaning of the symbolism of the Egyptian Ptah, as Khepr-Ra, who was typed by the male beetle that incubated in the ground and without union with the female transformed and regenerated himself after twenty-eight days (exactly a moon cycle) in the form of the young scarab, symbol of the new-born sun in the moon, they would have been intelligent enough to have avoided the great schisms that divided the Church into Roman and Greek Catholic bodies over the abstrusities of this very origin of the persons of the Trinity. But Egypt was farther away from Rome of the third century than it is from us, who can now read the inscriptions that were sealed from them.All this ancient scriptural data accentuates the fact that not the historical Jesus, but the spiritual Christ, or the god within the individual heart (as expounded in the lecture on Platonic Philosophy in the Bible) is the subject of the sacred writings of old, and the kernel of the whole religious ideology. Angelus Silesius has expressed this in a stanza which should be a perpetual reminder of the futility of clinging to the historical interpretation of Gospel literature.Though Christ a thousand times in Bethlehem be born, But not within thyself, thy soul will be forlorn; The cross on Golgotha thou lookest to in vain, Unless within thyself it be set up again. And the Christian hymn, "O Jesus, thou art standing, outside the fast-closed door," gives expression to the kindred idea that while we look across the map to localize the Christos in Judea, we keep the spiritual mentor of our own lives standing without, seeking an entrance into our lives in vain.By the aid of archaic sacred books we have been enabled to trace authentically the origin of the name Jesus. And it is of great importance to present this material, because it throws a flood of clear light upon the ancient conceptions of the Messiah and the coming Son, or Sun-god. In this light the name will be seen to be a type-designation and not the personal name of an historical being.It is derived from the two letters (or numbers) which in the beginning of typology symbolized the two first elements, spirit and matter, into which the primal One Life bifurcated. They are the I (or 1) symboling the male or spirit, and the O (letter) or 0 (cipher) symboling the female or material universe. Together they represented the biune male-female deity. We have, then, the letters IO, or the number 10. As the vowels were freely interchanged, in ancient languages, the name was written either IO, IA, IE , or IU, and all these forms are found. Next the I transformed into consonantal value and became a J (as it is yet in Latin), so that we find the names JO, JA, JE and JU, from each of which many names have arisen. When the creation had combined the male and female and the two had given birth to the Son, or Logoic universe, the name was given the form of three letters, and we then find such forms as IAO, JAH, IEO, JEU, ZUE. When the universe became founded on the four cardinal points or the square of four dimensions, the name was spelled variously as IEOU, JOVE, ZEUS, JEVE, DIOS, T/HEOS, HUHI, IHUH and others. In its character as a sevenfold or seven-lettered name, it took the form of JEHOVAH, SABAOTH, DEBORAH, DELILAH, SEP/HIROT/H, MICHAEL, SOLOMON, and others of seven letters. The I permuted with l (el) or 1 (one), so that IE became LE or, inverted EL, the great Hebrew character of deity. The EL and the IAH (JAH), became the most frequent determinatives of divinity, as a host of names will testify. There are Bethel, Emanuel, Michael, Israel, Gabriel, Samuel, Abdiel, Uriel, Muriel Azazel, and many others, in which the EL is prefixed. The JAH is seen in such names as EliJAH, AbiJAH, while the IAH comes in a host of such names as Nehemiah, Jeremiah, Obediah, Hezekiah, Isaiah, Messiah, Alleluiah and more.But whence comes the "s" in Jesus's name? This is of great importance. It is derived from an Egyptian suffix written either SA, SE, SI, SU, or SAF, SEF, SIF or SUF (SAPH, SEPH, SIPH or SUPH) and meaning "the son," "heir," "prince" or successor to the father. (The F is an Egyptian ending for the masculine singular.) When the original symbol of divinity, IO or IE, JO or JE, was combined with the Egyptian suffix for the succeeding heir, SU or SA, the resultant was the name IUSA, IUSE, IUSU, or IOSE; or IESU, JESU, IUSEF, IOSEF, JOSEF. One of the many forms was JESU and another was JOSEF. The final F became sibilant at times and gave us the eventual form of JESUS. The name then meant the "divine son," and combined in the Egyptian IU the idea of the coming one. Hence JESUS was the Messiah, the coming son of the divine life. There was in Egypt for ten thousand years B.C. the character of this functionary under the name of IUSA. Later he was the Iu-em-hetep, which means "the divine son who comes with peace (hetep). But most interestingly, this last word also means seven. Hence Jesus is he who comes as the seventh principle to complete the six elementary powers of natural evolution with the gift of divine intelligence, which supplants the elementary chaos with the rulership of love and intelligence and thus brings peace into a warring situation. Hence finally, Jesus is the seventh cosmic principle, announced in all religious lore as he who comes to bring peace and good will to men. And as such he was announced in the Christian Gospels. But there was more than one Jesus or IUSA or IU before the coming of the alleged historical Jesus.Startling as are the implications of this bit of etymology, a far more amazing denouement of Bible study is the revelation that not only were there over thirty Sun-god figures in the cults of the various nations of old, but there are immediately in the Bible itself, in the Old Testament, some twenty more Sun-god characters under the very name of Jesus! Are we speaking arrant nonsense or sober truth when we make a claim which seems at first sight so unsupportable? Twenty Jesus characters in the Old Testament! Let us see. We have noted the many variant forms of the Jesus name. There are still others in the Old Testament, never suspected as being related to the name of the Christian Redeemer. There are Isaac, Esau, Jesse, Jacob, Jeshu, Joachim, Joshua, Jonah and others. All these are variant forms of the one name, which has still other forms among the Hebrews in secular life, Yusuf, Yehoshua, Yeshu, etc. Joshua, Hosea and Jesse are from this name indisputably. A few might be the subject of controversy.Furthermore, beside these that bear the original divine name, there are other Sun-god figures in the Old Testament under a wide variety of names. They are Samson (whose name means "solar"), David, Solomon, Saul (equals soul, or sol, the sun--Latin.), Abraham, Moses, Gideon, Jephtha and the like. Their actions identify them as solar representatives.Now let us see what the conception of our divinity as a Sun-god in reality meant to the sages of old, and what it should mean to us. It meant that the divinity within us, our divine soul or Self, was itself the Sun-god, or solar deity. And what does this signify in concrete terms for us? Just this; that the god within us is constituted of the imperishable essence of solar light and energy! In short, we ourselves, in our higher nature, are solar gods in potentiality! Our highest nature is an incorruptible body composed of the glorious essence of the sun's energy! The gods in the Bible were always symboled by the light or fire of the sun. We are now enlightened to see it as a description of our nature as veritable truth and fact. We are Sun-gods. Our immortal spirits within us are composed of the radiant substance of solar energy.At the very time we were first assembling the material for this lecture, there came an announcement in the daily press of a discovery by a modern physicist, Dr. George W. Crile, of the Cleveland Laboratories, which practically fixed the seal of truth upon every word we have uttered or shall utter in this lecture. It was most startlingly corroborative of our exegesis. He announced that he had discovered at the heart of every living organism a tiny nucleus of energy, all aglow, with temperatures ranging from 3000 to 6000 degrees of heat, which he called "radiogens" or "hot points." These, he said, were precisely akin to the radiant energy of solar matter. He affirmed, in short, that a tiny particle of the sun's power and radiance was lodged within the heart of every organic unit! The light and energy that has life. What would be Crile's surprise, however, if he were to be shown a sentence taken from Hargrave Jennings' old book on the Rosicrucians, written over sixty years ago: "Every man has a little spark (sun) in his own bosom?" For this was one item in the teaching of the Medieval Fire-Philosophers, and the reason they were styled such. They knew what Crile has discovered, as likewise did the ancient Bible-writers. They based their Sun-god religions upon it. Our souls are composed of the imperishable essence of solar light! We are immortal because we are Sun-gods.But many will impatiently rise to expostulate with us, and ask why, if this was the universal fundamentum of the old religions, the Bible itself does not categorically carry this message and state this central fact. Wait a moment! Who that knows this primary datum has searched the Bible to see if it has nothing to say on the point? We, too, believed the Bible was remiss in expressing this conception, until we searched with a more watchful eye. And now let us hear what the Bible says as to our solar constitution, and determine for ourselves whether it is silent on the groundwork of religion or not. Let us hear first the Psalms. "Our God is a living fire," say they; and "Our God is a consuming fire." "The Lord God is a sun," avers the same book. "I am come to send fire on earth," says Jesus, meaning he came to scatter the separated sparks of solar essence amongst mankind, a spark to each soul. In Revelation the angels scatter the fire and the incense of their seven censers over the earth, among the inhabitants. Then says John the Baptist: "I indeed baptize you with water, but he that cometh after me will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and with fire!" Jesus says: "I beheld Satan as lightning fall from heaven." (Satan was the descending Lucifer, or Light-bringer, before he was lifted up and divinized.) The fire that falls on Jeremiah's altar and many another in the Bible narrative types the deity coming to dwell with mortals. Says Jesus: "When I am in the world I am the light of the world." Again he said: "Ye are the light of the world," and "Let your light so shine that others may . . . glory your father which is in heaven." The Lord, say the Psalms, "made his angels messengers and his ministers a flame of fire." The New Testament Jesus, following the well-known Egyptian diagram of the Ankh, the solar disk with the spread wings, is described as "the sun of righteousness, risen with healing in his wings." John has Jesus saying that the condemnation of the world lay in that it rejected the light when it was sent into the world. Says Job: "Yea, the light of the wicked shall be put out, and the spark of his fire shall not shine. The light shall be dark in his tabernacle and his candle shall be put out with him." Isaiah writes: "Behold all ye that kindle a fire, that compass yourselves about with sparks; walk in the light of your fire and in the sparks that ye have kindled." We are adjured to "Rise, shine, for thy light is come." "The Lord is my light," reiterates the Psalms. And again: "In thy light shall we see light." "Light is sown for the righteous." "We wait for light," cry the souls in the darkness of incarnation, far from their original fount of light. John declares that the Christos "was the true light" which was to come Messianically for the redemption of our lower nature. And again he declares that with the Christos "light is come into the world." No cry echoes with more resounding intensity down to this age than Paul's exhortation to our souls buried in lethal darkness: "Awake, thou that sleepest, and arise from the dead, and Christ will shine upon thee!" And in Revelation there are those mighty pronouncements: in the spiritual resurrection "there shall be no more need of the sun to shine by day nor the moon by night, for the glory of the Lord did lighten it." And there is no more heartening assurance anywhere in the Bible than Jesus's statement: "Ye have light in yourselves."And these are only a gleaning from the great score of similar passages with which the Bible teems. And still folks will say they find no warrant for the Sun-god idea in the Bible!In Rome the sacred fire in the temple of Vesta was guarded by seven Vestal Virgins, chosen for purity and for psychic vision. If they permitted the fire to die out (symbolic of the light of deity dying out in the heart) the penalty upon them was death. If they violated their sexual purity, they were buried alive in the city. And from the great old Egyptian Book of the Dead we take just one passage among scores: "Lo, I come from the Lake of Flame, from the Lake of Fire, and from the field of flame, and I live." And again, from an old Book of Adam and Eve we quote a great passage in which the Lord says: "I made thee of the light, and I wished to bring out children of the light from thee." If only we had been taught by our religious teachers that our spiritual natures are woven and fabricated of solar light, we should have had a clearer apprehension of our potentialities for divine education.Supplementing all this material from the Bible and ancient scriptures, there is at hand for our supreme enlightenment one grand pronouncement from Greek Platonic philosophy which we conceive to be that lost ultimate link between science and religion. It is the truth before whose altar both science and religion can kneel at last and find themselves paying tribute to the same god,--the god of solar radiance. It is a sentence from the learned Proclus, last of the Great Platonists: "The light of the sun is the pure energy of intellect." Are we big enough to catch the mighty significance of that statement? Is it not the essence of what the modern physicist means when he talks of "mind-stuff?" The fiery radiance of the sun is already the motivating genius of intellect! Matter is itself intelligent and intelligence! Here is the basic link between all naturalism and all spirituality. Matter enshrouds and contains the soul of mind and spirit. The light of the sun is the deific flash of intellect! And the very core of our conscious being is a spark of that infinite indestructible energy of solar light. There is the "seminal soul of light" or the seed of fiery divinity (Prometheus's "fire" stolen from the gods) in each of us. It makes us a god.Armed with this unquenchable fire which is intellect, we are sent on earth to inhabit a body which is described as a watery and miry swamp. The body is nearly eighty per cent. water! It is the duty of the fiery spark to enlighten the whole dark realm of mortal life, to transmute by its alchemical power the baser dross of animal propensity into the finer motivation of love and brotherhood. This life is a purgation--Purgatory--because it is a process of burning and tempering crude animal elements into the pure gold of spiritual light. In Egyptian scriptures the twelve sons of Ra (the twelve sons of Jacob, and the twelve tribes of Israel) were called the "twelve saviors of the treasure of light." An Egyptian text reads: "This is the sun within us, the seminal source of light. Do not dim its luster or cause it to suffer eclipse." And another runs: "Give ye glory as to the sun; he is the chief, the only one coming from the body, the head of those who belong to the race of the sun."With this force of fire we must uplift the lower man and transmute his nature into the spiritual glow of love and intelligence. With it we must turn the water of the lower nature into the wine of spiritual force. Around it we must aggregate the refined material which we shall build into that temple of the soul, that body of the resurrection, the great garment of solar light, in which we shall rise out of the tomb of the physical corpus and ascend with the angels. This is the radiant Augoeides of the Greeks, the Sahu of the Egyptians, in which the soul wings its flight aloft like the phoenix, after rending the veil of the temple of the body. It is our garment of immortality, the seamless robe of glory, in prospect of which we groan and travail, says St. Paul, as we earnestly desire to be clothed upon with the garment of incorruption. As flesh and blood can not inherit the kingdom of heaven, we must fashion for our tenancy there this body of solar glory, in whose self-generated light we may live eternally, having overcome the realms of darkness, or spiritualized the body. Jesus prays the Father to grant unto him that glory that he had with him before the world was, and his prayer is fulfilled in the formation of the spirit body out of the elements of the sun.Who is this King of Glory?--says the Psalmist. And we are exhorted to lift up the aeonial gates, the age-lasting doors, to let the King of Glory enter into our realm. The King of Glory is the Sun-soul within us, raised in his final perfection in the fulness of Christly stature to the state of magnificent effulgence. The King of Glory is the immortal Sun-god, the deity in our hearts; and when at last he blazes forth in the heyday of his glory, and comes in majesty into our lives, then we behold his glory, as of the alone-begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth. And when he appears to those still sitting in the shadow of darkness, they report that "they have seen a great light, and to those that sat in the valley of darkness did the light shine." And this light, seen ever and anon by some illuminated son of man, as he gropes in the murks of incarnation, is truly "that light that lighteth every man that cometh into the world."And when that light shineth clearer and brighter unto the perfect day, then, indeed, we know of a surety that we ourselves are nucleated of that same glorious essence of combined intellect and spirit. Then we know that we ourselves are the Sun-gods, and that the ancient allegory is not a "myth," but the very essence of our own Selfhood.The Great Myth of the Sun GodsBy Alvin Boyd Khunhttp://mountainman.com.au/ab_kuhn.html This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit dwtruthwarrior.substack.com/subscribe

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