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Amy Jo is a wife, mother, small business owner, health coach, and college English professor. She and her husband Rush have been married for 27 years and have enjoyed being empty nesters since their son married three years ago. Six years ago, enjoying life and keeping up with her many responsibilities was overwhelming. She was ballooning back up to her all-time highest weight of 300 pounds and suffering from debilitating nerve pain from a hip injury that led to labral repair surgery in December of 2016. Morbidly obese her entire adult life, she gave IF a try in January 2020 after two coworkers had been doing a version of it through a program sponsored by their school's insurance. The rest, as they say, is history. Since IF day one on January 6, 2020, Amy Jo has lost about 90 pounds and is no longer in chronic pain or taking the strong meds that helped her merely function daily. She is also finding balance after losing her Mom and entering menopause in 2023. Even with a bit of weight gain, the clean fast remains her one non-negotiable ingredient for maintaining a healthy intermittent fasting lifestyle.  Our Patreon Supporters Community -Join us!Please consider joining the Fasting Highway Patreon community. The feedback has been great for all who have joined. It has become an excellent addition to our members' IF lifestyle. They enjoy a lot of bonus content to support them living an IF life for as little as 0.16 cents a day.Graeme hosts Zoom meetings four times a month in the Northern and Southern hemispheres for members to come and get support for their IF lifestyle, which has proven very popular with our Patreon members.You will not find anywhere that provides that kind of support and accountability for just 0.16 cents a day. There are over 100 exclusive pieces of audio content for Patreon members to help you navigate your IF journey and get more accountability and support. Please go to www.patreon.com/thefastinghighway to see the benefits you get back and how to jGraemes best-selling book, The Fasting Highway, about his journey and how he did it, is available in paperback and Kindle at your local Amazon store. It is also available on audio at Applebooks, Kobo, Spotify, and many other audiobook platforms. Graeme can also be booked for one-on-one mentoring and coaching by going to www.thefastinghighway.com, clicking on get help, getting coaching, and booking a time. All times you see are in your local time zone.Disclaimer: Nothing in this podcast should be taken as medical advice. The opinions expressed herein are those of the host and guest only.

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00:00 Introductions00:52 Dajua Blanding06:31 Draft Kings09:54 Tom Brady11:21 Kayla Nicole15:42 Bras17:34 James Carville23:21 Anna Paulina Luna24:57 Drag Queen Story Hour27:52 Shark Attack—Given the state of things since the inauguration, people have been down in the dumps.Well, we're here to change that this week, with stories focused on hilarity. —Morbidly obese rapper Dank Demoss ordered a Lyft. When a normal-size sedan showed up and refused to let her attempt to squeeze in—She weighs almost 500 pounds—she threw a fit, and filed a lawsuit.Then, she went on The Breakfast Club podcast and couldn't fit into their normal-size office chairs. They had to get her a couch.And just like that, she handed Lyft the clip they needed in order to win their case.“Your honor, she is so amazingly fat that she doesn't even fit into a chair. Our driver was protecting the integrity of his shocks, wheels, suspension, frame…”What does she rap about, anyway? Cake? Going off a livestream comment, Jake discusses the meaning behind “Free Palestine.” —A new survey shows that more and more, people look at gambling/sports betting as an investment. Like a 401K.I mean… I knew we lived in a country full of morons, but this is where we're at: putting $50 on the Super Bowl is gonna pay the kid's college tuition, apparently.Speaking of the Super Bowl, Jake lost money on the game; take that, Jake's kids!—Was he the worst sports announcer of the year? Maybe.He was definitely the worst football announcer, because for the love of God, he can't say “pass.”Brady spent too much time in Boston, and now he has enough of that Boston accent to be annoying.How has no one sat him down and taught him how to speak?Jesus.—Travis Kelce played like garbage in the Super Bowl. Is that sexist to say? If the answer is, “No,” then why is it automatically assumed it's sexist for people to have an opinion about his ex?—A livestream comment takes nathan by surprise, and gets both nathan and Jake giggling furiously. —It's conspiracy theory time!James Carville wonders if there's a “plant” in the DNC trying to see what stupid things he can get them to do.I mean, that has to make sense at this point, right? They just lost, big time, and the response is to double down on the stupid shit that lost them the election? Obsessing over non-binary equity instead of the overall economy isn't going to win votes, dummies. —Who is stupider, MAGA politicians, or the MAGA faithful who vote those stupid, stupid, oh-so-stupid people into office.Loyalty > Intelligence, as proven time and time again with these incredibly dumb people. —Once again, a child has been abused by a Drag Que… Oh, wait.It was another Christian leader.It's always a member of the church abusing kids.But sure, focus on the Drag Queens. —The United States tries so hard to have bragging rights when it comes to the dumbest people on the planet, but, man… Canada is giving us a run for our money. A Canadian woman wanted a selfie with a shark……and had her hands bitten off.The stupid is off the charts here. Idiots on Parade: we mock the news, so you don't have to.Tune in and get your giggle on.Find Jake at @jakeveveraFind nathan at nathantimmel.com

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Bobby takes offence when Jay says that he's not a scary enough actor and also morbidly obese. They improv a gangster scene to prove Bob's acting chops. Christine is absent and Jay might be treating Bobby as he would her. They browse pajamas and robes to buy. Bob unearths a clip of Robert Reed (aka Mr. Mike Brady) in a tv movie where he transitions into a woman in a gown. *To hear the full show to go www.siriusxm.com/bonfire to learn more FOLLOW THE CREW ON SOCIAL MEDIA: @thebonfiresxm @louisjohnson @christinemevans @bigjayoakerson @robertkellylive @louwitzkee @jjbwolfSubscribe to SiriusXM Podcasts+ on Apple Podcasts to listen to new episodes ad-free and a whole week early.

Nature and economics share some fascinating patterns, one of which explains why Donald Trump is about to become president and how the morbidly rich have appropriated over $50 trillion from working class people since the 1980s. See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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What happens when romance meets mortality in the most unexpected way? Ivy Fairbanks joins me on the couch to talk about her debut novel, 'Morbidly Yours.' Morbidly Yours tells the story of an unlikely friendship and romance between a bubbly Texan and a shy Irish mortician in Galway, Ireland, as they navigate personal struggles and challenges. In our conversation we talk about the novel and what readers can expect, Ivy's inspiration from her own experiences with grief and interest in mortuary science, along with insights into future books in the Love in Galway series. Ivy hopes her novel brings optimism and understanding to readers dealing with loss.

Box and Tee hold it down this week discussing Sean Combs being awful and comedians seemingly knowing it before the rest of us. Box prepares us for his upcoming two-week absence from the show by telling us if his upcoming adventures and shares one of Tee's fav Dan stories. Cleveland legend Jim Donovan was inducted into the Browns Legends (double legend). The Guardians clinched a playoff spot and since we recorded have taken the American League Central, a first-round bye and home field in the second round of the playoffs. Box hit the zoo and boy was it a time. Tee has an in person work event for the first time since Covid and is both excited and shook. Dan's little bro went to Homecoming. As I type these notes Chappell Roan is getting lit up on the socials but when we recorded this Tee got to celebrate going to a Chappell themed dance event that he and Vanessa attended. Tee also visits some dispensaries as he tries to find a weed spot to call home. We then head to Reddit for some AITA that leads to a Box story that will shake you to your very foundation before sharing our entertainment rec's for the week. Next go round will be Tee and guests, we'll see you then. Thanks, Team SKiM Tatum | TAYREL713 | Lunchbox | LISTEN | RSS | Apple Podcast | Spotify | TuneIn | Twitter | Amazon Music | YouTube | Email | Amazon Wish List | Merch | Patreon PHONE l 216-264-6311   #Cleveland #Ohio #LiveFromThe216 #BlackAirForceOnes #KendrickLamar #FantasyFootball #JimDonovan #BrownsLegend #ClevelandGuardians #MLB #Playoffs #ClevelandZoo #Travel #PokemonGO #CommunityDay #Ponyta #Homecoming #ChappellRoan #PinkPonyClub #Reddit #AITA #Astrobot #PS5 #Euphoria #AmericanFiction #Jackpot! ##Shelter #CobraKai #TheFallguy #TheBeeKeeper #TheWatchers #HubeyHalloween   Alternative Title – Don't Check the Camera, Just Don't!   Links Jim Donovan is a Cleveland Browns Legend Cleveland Guardians clinch playoff spot!   Reddit AITA for returning my homemade wife's birthday gift me and telling her I don't want it. I then went out and bought what I actually wanted AITA for telling my husband his daughter is embarrassing me? AITA for refusing to speak to my sister after she ate my birthday cake before I saw it?

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Good girl. She's soft. For a dragon. Yes, she's very friendly. So. What does she eat? People. +.+ –Agh?! —but only purple ones. What? She's not going to eat you, Fredrick. Who the fuck is “Fredrick”?! (We don't know.) My name's not— —you're not purple. I'm not. No. Don't worry. I'm—worried. I said don't. Well; wait— what color am I, then? That's not important. *shiny* Oh, good. A gatekeeper. What in the actual circumstance is this. Length? 8.5 inches. Girth? A hearty 3.5 Circumference. What the fuck is “circumference”? [VOID.] Well, that's was fun. What was? …nothing. OH GOF— GOD Go to sleep. …I just want to know, though. Just ask Google. I'm not asking Google that! Hey Google… GOOGLE /incognito {Enter The Multiverse} Body shopping on the internet Not worth following Got to find the father who bought me the body I can self publish books, but can't do it all myself My artform costs money. Performances put off till I can afford to look adorable By New York standards, On California stereotypes No work darlin' An escort service Will cost Two dumb dollars more In your karma jar Than you've got goin. Call Tony Hawk, A star struck hallmark card For the workman's comp You were offered —Subpoena the penis. —oh that's right, I need actual ink pens. Oh God, he bought secrets on stop signs; —someone's daughter #stop for comedy DO NOT PUT FOOD ON MY VAGINA. DO NOT— No. My vagina IS food. You don't put— No. No. You want peanut butter all over your dick and balls? Awesome. You want whipped cream on the shit? Fine. Chocolate? (Non dairy, if you will.) But DO NOT. I repeat: DO NOT PUT FOOD ON MY VAGINA. Toppings are for ice cream. This here is sorbet. #lilbitz {Enter The Multiverse} So I did the math the other day— And I finally figured it out, That the reason the world is such a fucked up place Is that 80 percent of dudes have short dicks. That's why the “ideal” woman has always been small waisted, short, petite, tiny. — 80% of men have penis lengths smaller than 5 inches. That's statistics. I'm just saying— There's a reason why super models are super skinny. That's so dudes can hit it and really feel like they're fucking shit up. With their little short dicks. These tiny short girls make their little dicks feel LARGE, okay? Doesn't even matter. I just figured out the whole world is fake. I want to go somewhere the fuck else. I want to go somewhere selfies don't exist. {Enter The Multiverse} MOO-HAHA HA-HA HahAHa-HAHA! WHAT! That's my evil laugh. NO ITS NOT. What do you mean, it's not? “MOO-HAHA” NOBODY LAUGHS LIKE THAT. That's my evil laugh! No, it's not. Well, how am i supposed to laugh, then? Justnfucking— “Mwa-ha-ha”? There you go. That's perfect. What!? That's simple. That's just like everybody else. Be simple then. What! You're also just like everybody else! I am not! What makes you different? I'm—going to take over the world. See. See—what?! You're just like everybody—all the other villains. I am not! You are, though, for real. Like— Ugh. Just—do your laugh. MOO-HAH— Not that one. :( The other one. What— Do the other one. …mwa-haha… That's better. :( Come on. This opener is running lo— [TITLE SEQUENCE] I earned two tattoos and a crown From loving a man Who can't love me back I won the pawn, the aces, the sword Chariot, gardens and graces A house full of waivers Could you uncover the arc of the architect? Probably not, As it changes upon discovery Could you uncover the mask of the rabbit? The tantra of habit? The cruel suffering of the crucifix? Neverwell you, Harper Son of Sam And Harlem's daughter The forever golden one —a forager. Arches— Hark, you call, cruel summer Never forward Wondering blossom, Talking of longshores, sportsman's, Wailers, down coats Fools for orphans, are you all! Proof of the word for the propaganda, Mother Sandra Bullocks and Bulletwounds (But Bullock would have wanted one next, Just to summon a role for her.) Passion projects! Here they are, now! Bulletproof and, Table readings— Don't be greedy! Your agents and managers Also are facing inflations On yachts and at parties And meanwhile, The projects of poverty are awestruck With guttural proportions Of treasures uncovered from rubble Of sidewalks And storm gutters —how was your morning? Celebrity, aren't you? Well, aren't I then? Relax rabbit, I have a new task for you— Go bring me back what you haven't yet, And try staying on task without habits at all Or adderall— (Won't be that hard on an all organic diet, Proper programming and parental encouragement, Plus support, recommended.) Here you are again, to bother anyone around you. There I go again, not caring a fuck less. Here we are both a genius and robot Deciding to go walk the dog, At the wrong time Just a reminder I'm less of myself, In a room full of anyone else, Nevermind A few thousand —the likely cause of my invisibility. Battlegrounds as the brainless have managed to outnumber us. Beyonce became the first black woman to headline Coachella in 2018. Halle Berry, just shortly before that in 2001 became the first black woman to win an academy award for best actress. I'm just realizing what era of time I've been born into—and I have to continue to keep wondering to myself—‘why do they hate us?' For the first time in my life, advertisements for a Disney movie which will showcase an African American girl as its lead character—not as a frog, or a lion, or a mermaid—but as a human being—and one of the first animations in my lifetime to feature a female character with brown eyes—and not the usual blue, green, purple, or pink the media often uses to dehumanize or water down the blackness of dark skinned characters— saddens me, as although she is wearing braids, she is still made to look light skinned, with freckles—as beautiful some girls are, but still, this alerted me to the fact that white audiences still hate seeing black women in the spotlight, and solidified the truth that white audiences will not adapt to watching dark skinned women as the leading role in almost anything. Is the intrinsic hatred and jealousy of the white supremacy the underlying cause in the continual disadvantage of darker skinned women and the portrayals as such as strong leading characters—why does the success and happiness of the black woman seem to be such an imposing threat to whites so much so that the entire media has been, even of late, a parade of forced diversification, further colorism, and the solidification of light skinned people being seen as more beautiful, acceptable, and prioritized, in the media and otherwise? Has the obsession of white hatred towards black woman been the underlying cause in the justification of white supremacy in the media in order to create more steady sources of revenues for entertainment provisioners, programmers, and networks—appealing to largely white audiences with whitewashed and Eurocentric classification of diversity amongst the new generation's subset standards? The dark skinned woman continues to be undermined and unappreciated — it seems out of deep seated fear— fear of dark skin, fear of dark eyes—fear of having to share a world which used to revolve around eurocentricity—with diversified beauty—fear of actual equality. Why Do They Hate Us? Wine glass— Bloodstains (My blood four hundred proof) —I disappear for about Three days Come back golden (But ya'll out of order) Bitch, buy me a bottle! Nobody else can hear the Motorcycles Cause I'm the Only one sober Writing in fours because After all This is A drama Not a Comedy, no (Nope, not at all) I get wronged for it when I black out— Funny thing about it is, That ain't never happened Colonizer poison all of the water Code of conduct I promise the karma For carnival circus I promise when I die The rest of it goes out with me (But not coming home with us) The darker the berry, The longer the story —the older we are Y'all out of order Ain't it funny when The whole world is Sons and your daughters Wine glass— Bloodstains (My blood four hundred proof) —I disappear for about Three days Come back golden (But yall out of order) I tie the rope, Then I slit my wrists (Pull the trigger) Amen, I'm three times dead, And ain't left my apartment Bitch, buy me a bottle. Yo. I don't hate white peoples. At all, bro. But— They're just scary. Sometimes. Like ey— Stop trying to kill us. They're like, “We're not! …Just… …the ugly ones…” But then that's like… They're the ones that set the standards in the first place on who's “ugly.” “Ok! Ok! Everyone's beautiful!” [That's good.] “…Just the stupid ones!” lol. But they run all the fuckin systems, So the education system is like, Unequal and shit. They're like, “It's okay! Everything's better now.” But all the dark skinned people in movies are either like, Men, or like, Off to the side and shit. Morbidly obese and shit— Like, “Here's your representation.” What in the fuck though— I swear to God I don't hate white people. I don't. But it's like… Every time we get too far ahead— Or no, Try to catch up to them, They're like, “GET THE FUCK BACK!!” AHEM. I mean— Ahem. “Ahem.” They got gatekeepers. Like the only way they can handle dark skinned people, Especially women, Exceeding is if it's by being ghetto, Or standing on some soapbox, Or going above and beyond in some way. We only get centered representation of color, If it's in some ways, in total, flawed. Watching the Olympics, I almost thought they had Simone Biles hair messed up on purpose. Like, “Here's your representation.” That is our representation. How Americans actually feel about black women in general. Like, we couldn't have our best and be our best. Nobody's gonna pull this girl to the side and comb down those flyaways? An Olympic champion! A fucking Gold medalist— a perfect representation of the fact that America can't let black American women be “all the way the best”. Something looks wrong! I don't hate white people. But now I'm like… … … …Why do they hate us? Ahem. {Enter The Multiverse} After an intense round of furious masturbation, I had the sudden onset feeling that I may have written something interesting over the last 3 months. … Mm…perhaps….maybe. —but first, some heavy deep cleaning. I don't like the way it smells in here. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. Sleep on it Sure. Maybe we omit everything about race? Probably. Could just put that with— —with the other race war stuff. Probably should. Maybe just release the uncensored copy on the Skrillex podcast where it might be more well received? Probably that. Yeah. 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The Festival Project™ and it's subsidiary Non-Profit, The Collective Complex © aims to challenge modern artistic and philosophical ideals, break commonplace barriers, forage new creative mediums, and provoke inspired and reformed thought and actions toward evolution and overall societal improvement and ecological sustenance through a new-wave and post-modern, avant-garde and philanthropic hyperawareness driven by a unique culture of global values mediating global respect and preservation via open consciousness, multi-sensory and synesthetic (multi-preceptory) expansions of sound, language, vibration, movement, color, emotion, and ritual governed conceptually by the aspect(s) of love, truth, unity, understanding, and peace. 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[The Festival Project ™] Apparently, the Yeah Yeah Yeah's are a real band. No fucking way. Apparently. I had no idea at all when I wrote that…. –Wrote what? …nothing. [The Festival Project™ ] … ‘Mm. More protein.' I knew protein wasn't exactly entirely going to help me lose weight, but I had lost a lot of muscle only cycling and being bombarded at the gym— and the inferior protein I had purchased earlier in the month was less than inferior, as it turned out— it simply wasn't working. How the fuck is this a real rock group?! I don't know! I thought I made it up. I thought you made everything up. I MADE EVERYTHING UPz. Well, this is turning out to be a disaster. Hm. No spouse listed. You fucked a drummer? You could say I hopped on the bandwagon. Ew. Gross. What do you want from me?! Shut up! {Enter The Multiverse} ___ I'm going to need you to feed my dragon. Uhm. Okay. Don't worry. She doesn't bite. Uh. Give her a kiss. …no. Do it, or she'll set you on fire. *kisses dragon* ..Okay. Good girl. She's soft. For a dragon. Yes, she's very friendly. So. What does she eat? People. +.+ –Agh?! —but only purple ones. What? She's not going to eat you, Fredrick. Who the fuck is “Fredrick”?! (We don't know.) My name's not— —you're not purple. I'm not. No. Don't worry. I'm—worried. I said don't. Well; wait— what color am I, then? That's not important. *shiny* Oh, good. A gatekeeper. What in the actual circumstance is this. Length? 8.5 inches. Girth? A hearty 3.5 Circumference. What the fuck is “circumference”? [VOID.] Well, that's was fun. What was? …nothing. OH GOF— GOD Go to sleep. …I just want to know, though. Just ask Google. I'm not asking Google that! Hey Google… GOOGLE /incognito {Enter The Multiverse} Body shopping on the internet Not worth following Got to find the father who bought me the body I can self publish books, but can't do it all myself My artform costs money. Performances put off till I can afford to look adorable By New York standards, On California stereotypes No work darlin' An escort service Will cost Two dumb dollars more In your karma jar Than you've got goin. Call Tony Hawk, A star struck hallmark card For the workman's comp You were offered —Subpoena the penis. —oh that's right, I need actual ink pens. Oh God, he bought secrets on stop signs; —someone's daughter #stop for comedy DO NOT PUT FOOD ON MY VAGINA. DO NOT— No. My vagina IS food. You don't put— No. No. You want peanut butter all over your dick and balls? Awesome. You want whipped cream on the shit? Fine. Chocolate? (Non dairy, if you will.) But DO NOT. I repeat: DO NOT PUT FOOD ON MY VAGINA. Toppings are for ice cream. This here is sorbet. #lilbitz {Enter The Multiverse} So I did the math the other day— And I finally figured it out, That the reason the world is such a fucked up place Is that 80 percent of dudes have short dicks. That's why the “ideal” woman has always been small waisted, short, petite, tiny. — 80% of men have penis lengths smaller than 5 inches. That's statistics. I'm just saying— There's a reason why super models are super skinny. That's so dudes can hit it and really feel like they're fucking shit up. With their little short dicks. These tiny short girls make their little dicks feel LARGE, okay? Doesn't even matter. I just figured out the whole world is fake. I want to go somewhere the fuck else. I want to go somewhere selfies don't exist. {Enter The Multiverse} MOO-HAHA HA-HA HahAHa-HAHA! WHAT! That's my evil laugh. NO ITS NOT. What do you mean, it's not? “MOO-HAHA” NOBODY LAUGHS LIKE THAT. That's my evil laugh! No, it's not. Well, how am i supposed to laugh, then? Justnfucking— “Mwa-ha-ha”? There you go. That's perfect. What!? That's simple. That's just like everybody else. Be simple then. What! You're also just like everybody else! I am not! What makes you different? I'm—going to take over the world. See. See—what?! You're just like everybody—all the other villains. I am not! You are, though, for real. Like— Ugh. Just—do your laugh. MOO-HAH— Not that one. :( The other one. What— Do the other one. …mwa-haha… That's better. :( Come on. This opener is running lo— [TITLE SEQUENCE] I earned two tattoos and a crown From loving a man Who can't love me back I won the pawn, the aces, the sword Chariot, gardens and graces A house full of waivers Could you uncover the arc of the architect? Probably not, As it changes upon discovery Could you uncover the mask of the rabbit? The tantra of habit? The cruel suffering of the crucifix? Neverwell you, Harper Son of Sam And Harlem's daughter The forever golden one —a forager. Arches— Hark, you call, cruel summer Never forward Wondering blossom, Talking of longshores, sportsman's, Wailers, down coats Fools for orphans, are you all! Proof of the word for the propaganda, Mother Sandra Bullocks and Bulletwounds (But Bullock would have wanted one next, Just to summon a role for her.) Passion projects! Here they are, now! Bulletproof and, Table readings— Don't be greedy! Your agents and managers Also are facing inflations On yachts and at parties And meanwhile, The projects of poverty are awestruck With guttural proportions Of treasures uncovered from rubble Of sidewalks And storm gutters —how was your morning? Celebrity, aren't you? Well, aren't I then? Relax rabbit, I have a new task for you— Go bring me back what you haven't yet, And try staying on task without habits at all Or adderall— (Won't be that hard on an all organic diet, Proper programming and parental encouragement, Plus support, recommended.) Here you are again, to bother anyone around you. There I go again, not caring a fuck less. Here we are both a genius and robot Deciding to go walk the dog, At the wrong time Just a reminder I'm less of myself, In a room full of anyone else, Nevermind A few thousand —the likely cause of my invisibility. Battlegrounds as the brainless have managed to outnumber us. Beyonce became the first black woman to headline Coachella in 2018. Halle Berry, just shortly before that in 2001 became the first black woman to win an academy award for best actress. I'm just realizing what era of time I've been born into—and I have to continue to keep wondering to myself—‘why do they hate us?' For the first time in my life, advertisements for a Disney movie which will showcase an African American girl as its lead character—not as a frog, or a lion, or a mermaid—but as a human being—and one of the first animations in my lifetime to feature a female character with brown eyes—and not the usual blue, green, purple, or pink the media often uses to dehumanize or water down the blackness of dark skinned characters— saddens me, as although she is wearing braids, she is still made to look light skinned, with freckles—as beautiful some girls are, but still, this alerted me to the fact that white audiences still hate seeing black women in the spotlight, and solidified the truth that white audiences will not adapt to watching dark skinned women as the leading role in almost anything. Is the intrinsic hatred and jealousy of the white supremacy the underlying cause in the continual disadvantage of darker skinned women and the portrayals as such as strong leading characters—why does the success and happiness of the black woman seem to be such an imposing threat to whites so much so that the entire media has been, even of late, a parade of forced diversification, further colorism, and the solidification of light skinned people being seen as more beautiful, acceptable, and prioritized, in the media and otherwise? Has the obsession of white hatred towards black woman been the underlying cause in the justification of white supremacy in the media in order to create more steady sources of revenues for entertainment provisioners, programmers, and networks—appealing to largely white audiences with whitewashed and Eurocentric classification of diversity amongst the new generation's subset standards? The dark skinned woman continues to be undermined and unappreciated — it seems out of deep seated fear— fear of dark skin, fear of dark eyes—fear of having to share a world which used to revolve around eurocentricity—with diversified beauty—fear of actual equality. Why Do They Hate Us? Wine glass— Bloodstains (My blood four hundred proof) —I disappear for about Three days Come back golden (But ya'll out of order) Bitch, buy me a bottle! Nobody else can hear the Motorcycles Cause I'm the Only one sober Writing in fours because After all This is A drama Not a Comedy, no (Nope, not at all) I get wronged for it when I black out— Funny thing about it is, That ain't never happened Colonizer poison all of the water Code of conduct I promise the karma For carnival circus I promise when I die The rest of it goes out with me (But not coming home with us) The darker the berry, The longer the story —the older we are Y'all out of order Ain't it funny when The whole world is Sons and your daughters Wine glass— Bloodstains (My blood four hundred proof) —I disappear for about Three days Come back golden (But yall out of order) I tie the rope, Then I slit my wrists (Pull the trigger) Amen, I'm three times dead, And ain't left my apartment Bitch, buy me a bottle. Yo. I don't hate white peoples. At all, bro. But— They're just scary. Sometimes. Like ey— Stop trying to kill us. They're like, “We're not! …Just… …the ugly ones…” But then that's like… They're the ones that set the standards in the first place on who's “ugly.” “Ok! Ok! Everyone's beautiful!” [That's good.] “…Just the stupid ones!” lol. But they run all the fuckin systems, So the education system is like, Unequal and shit. They're like, “It's okay! Everything's better now.” But all the dark skinned people in movies are either like, Men, or like, Off to the side and shit. Morbidly obese and shit— Like, “Here's your representation.” What in the fuck though— I swear to God I don't hate white people. I don't. But it's like… Every time we get too far ahead— Or no, Try to catch up to them, They're like, “GET THE FUCK BACK!!” AHEM. I mean— Ahem. “Ahem.” They got gatekeepers. Like the only way they can handle dark skinned people, Especially women, Exceeding is if it's by being ghetto, Or standing on some soapbox, Or going above and beyond in some way. We only get centered representation of color, If it's in some ways, in total, flawed. Watching the Olympics, I almost thought they had Simone Biles hair messed up on purpose. Like, “Here's your representation.” That is our representation. How Americans actually feel about black women in general. Like, we couldn't have our best and be our best. Nobody's gonna pull this girl to the side and comb down those flyaways? An Olympic champion! A fucking Gold medalist— a perfect representation of the fact that America can't let black American women be “all the way the best”. Something looks wrong! I don't hate white people. But now I'm like… … … …Why do they hate us? Ahem. {Enter The Multiverse} After an intense round of furious masturbation, I had the sudden onset feeling that I may have written something interesting over the last 3 months. … Mm…perhaps….maybe. —but first, some heavy deep cleaning. I don't like the way it smells in here. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. Sleep on it Sure. Maybe we omit everything about race? Probably. Could just put that with— —with the other race war stuff. Probably should. Maybe just release the uncensored copy on the Skrillex podcast where it might be more well received? Probably that. Yeah. 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[The Festival Project ™] Apparently, the Yeah Yeah Yeah's are a real band. No fucking way. Apparently. I had no idea at all when I wrote that…. –Wrote what? …nothing. [The Festival Project™ ] … ‘Mm. More protein.' I knew protein wasn't exactly entirely going to help me lose weight, but I had lost a lot of muscle only cycling and being bombarded at the gym— and the inferior protein I had purchased earlier in the month was less than inferior, as it turned out— it simply wasn't working. How the fuck is this a real rock group?! I don't know! I thought I made it up. I thought you made everything up. I MADE EVERYTHING UPz. Well, this is turning out to be a disaster. Hm. No spouse listed. You fucked a drummer? You could say I hopped on the bandwagon. Ew. Gross. What do you want from me?! Shut up! {Enter The Multiverse} ___ I'm going to need you to feed my dragon. Uhm. Okay. Don't worry. She doesn't bite. Uh. Give her a kiss. …no. Do it, or she'll set you on fire. *kisses dragon* ..Okay. Good girl. She's soft. For a dragon. Yes, she's very friendly. So. What does she eat? People. +.+ –Agh?! —but only purple ones. What? She's not going to eat you, Fredrick. Who the fuck is “Fredrick”?! (We don't know.) My name's not— —you're not purple. I'm not. No. Don't worry. I'm—worried. I said don't. Well; wait— what color am I, then? That's not important. *shiny* Oh, good. A gatekeeper. What in the actual circumstance is this. Length? 8.5 inches. Girth? A hearty 3.5 Circumference. What the fuck is “circumference”? [VOID.] Well, that's was fun. What was? …nothing. OH GOF— GOD Go to sleep. …I just want to know, though. Just ask Google. I'm not asking Google that! Hey Google… GOOGLE /incognito {Enter The Multiverse} Body shopping on the internet Not worth following Got to find the father who bought me the body I can self publish books, but can't do it all myself My artform costs money. Performances put off till I can afford to look adorable By New York standards, On California stereotypes No work darlin' An escort service Will cost Two dumb dollars more In your karma jar Than you've got goin. Call Tony Hawk, A star struck hallmark card For the workman's comp You were offered —Subpoena the penis. —oh that's right, I need actual ink pens. Oh God, he bought secrets on stop signs; —someone's daughter #stop for comedy DO NOT PUT FOOD ON MY VAGINA. DO NOT— No. My vagina IS food. You don't put— No. No. You want peanut butter all over your dick and balls? Awesome. You want whipped cream on the shit? Fine. Chocolate? (Non dairy, if you will.) But DO NOT. I repeat: DO NOT PUT FOOD ON MY VAGINA. Toppings are for ice cream. This here is sorbet. #lilbitz {Enter The Multiverse} So I did the math the other day— And I finally figured it out, That the reason the world is such a fucked up place Is that 80 percent of dudes have short dicks. That's why the “ideal” woman has always been small waisted, short, petite, tiny. — 80% of men have penis lengths smaller than 5 inches. That's statistics. I'm just saying— There's a reason why super models are super skinny. That's so dudes can hit it and really feel like they're fucking shit up. With their little short dicks. These tiny short girls make their little dicks feel LARGE, okay? Doesn't even matter. I just figured out the whole world is fake. I want to go somewhere the fuck else. I want to go somewhere selfies don't exist. {Enter The Multiverse} MOO-HAHA HA-HA HahAHa-HAHA! WHAT! That's my evil laugh. NO ITS NOT. What do you mean, it's not? “MOO-HAHA” NOBODY LAUGHS LIKE THAT. That's my evil laugh! No, it's not. Well, how am i supposed to laugh, then? Justnfucking— “Mwa-ha-ha”? There you go. That's perfect. What!? That's simple. That's just like everybody else. Be simple then. What! You're also just like everybody else! I am not! What makes you different? I'm—going to take over the world. See. See—what?! You're just like everybody—all the other villains. I am not! You are, though, for real. Like— Ugh. Just—do your laugh. MOO-HAH— Not that one. :( The other one. What— Do the other one. …mwa-haha… That's better. :( Come on. This opener is running lo— [TITLE SEQUENCE] I earned two tattoos and a crown From loving a man Who can't love me back I won the pawn, the aces, the sword Chariot, gardens and graces A house full of waivers Could you uncover the arc of the architect? Probably not, As it changes upon discovery Could you uncover the mask of the rabbit? The tantra of habit? The cruel suffering of the crucifix? Neverwell you, Harper Son of Sam And Harlem's daughter The forever golden one —a forager. Arches— Hark, you call, cruel summer Never forward Wondering blossom, Talking of longshores, sportsman's, Wailers, down coats Fools for orphans, are you all! Proof of the word for the propaganda, Mother Sandra Bullocks and Bulletwounds (But Bullock would have wanted one next, Just to summon a role for her.) Passion projects! Here they are, now! Bulletproof and, Table readings— Don't be greedy! Your agents and managers Also are facing inflations On yachts and at parties And meanwhile, The projects of poverty are awestruck With guttural proportions Of treasures uncovered from rubble Of sidewalks And storm gutters —how was your morning? Celebrity, aren't you? Well, aren't I then? Relax rabbit, I have a new task for you— Go bring me back what you haven't yet, And try staying on task without habits at all Or adderall— (Won't be that hard on an all organic diet, Proper programming and parental encouragement, Plus support, recommended.) Here you are again, to bother anyone around you. There I go again, not caring a fuck less. Here we are both a genius and robot Deciding to go walk the dog, At the wrong time Just a reminder I'm less of myself, In a room full of anyone else, Nevermind A few thousand —the likely cause of my invisibility. Battlegrounds as the brainless have managed to outnumber us. Beyonce became the first black woman to headline Coachella in 2018. Halle Berry, just shortly before that in 2001 became the first black woman to win an academy award for best actress. I'm just realizing what era of time I've been born into—and I have to continue to keep wondering to myself—‘why do they hate us?' For the first time in my life, advertisements for a Disney movie which will showcase an African American girl as its lead character—not as a frog, or a lion, or a mermaid—but as a human being—and one of the first animations in my lifetime to feature a female character with brown eyes—and not the usual blue, green, purple, or pink the media often uses to dehumanize or water down the blackness of dark skinned characters— saddens me, as although she is wearing braids, she is still made to look light skinned, with freckles—as beautiful some girls are, but still, this alerted me to the fact that white audiences still hate seeing black women in the spotlight, and solidified the truth that white audiences will not adapt to watching dark skinned women as the leading role in almost anything. Is the intrinsic hatred and jealousy of the white supremacy the underlying cause in the continual disadvantage of darker skinned women and the portrayals as such as strong leading characters—why does the success and happiness of the black woman seem to be such an imposing threat to whites so much so that the entire media has been, even of late, a parade of forced diversification, further colorism, and the solidification of light skinned people being seen as more beautiful, acceptable, and prioritized, in the media and otherwise? Has the obsession of white hatred towards black woman been the underlying cause in the justification of white supremacy in the media in order to create more steady sources of revenues for entertainment provisioners, programmers, and networks—appealing to largely white audiences with whitewashed and Eurocentric classification of diversity amongst the new generation's subset standards? The dark skinned woman continues to be undermined and unappreciated — it seems out of deep seated fear— fear of dark skin, fear of dark eyes—fear of having to share a world which used to revolve around eurocentricity—with diversified beauty—fear of actual equality. Why Do They Hate Us? Wine glass— Bloodstains (My blood four hundred proof) —I disappear for about Three days Come back golden (But ya'll out of order) Bitch, buy me a bottle! Nobody else can hear the Motorcycles Cause I'm the Only one sober Writing in fours because After all This is A drama Not a Comedy, no (Nope, not at all) I get wronged for it when I black out— Funny thing about it is, That ain't never happened Colonizer poison all of the water Code of conduct I promise the karma For carnival circus I promise when I die The rest of it goes out with me (But not coming home with us) The darker the berry, The longer the story —the older we are Y'all out of order Ain't it funny when The whole world is Sons and your daughters Wine glass— Bloodstains (My blood four hundred proof) —I disappear for about Three days Come back golden (But yall out of order) I tie the rope, Then I slit my wrists (Pull the trigger) Amen, I'm three times dead, And ain't left my apartment Bitch, buy me a bottle. Yo. I don't hate white peoples. At all, bro. But— They're just scary. Sometimes. Like ey— Stop trying to kill us. They're like, “We're not! …Just… …the ugly ones…” But then that's like… They're the ones that set the standards in the first place on who's “ugly.” “Ok! Ok! Everyone's beautiful!” [That's good.] “…Just the stupid ones!” lol. But they run all the fuckin systems, So the education system is like, Unequal and shit. They're like, “It's okay! Everything's better now.” But all the dark skinned people in movies are either like, Men, or like, Off to the side and shit. Morbidly obese and shit— Like, “Here's your representation.” What in the fuck though— I swear to God I don't hate white people. I don't. But it's like… Every time we get too far ahead— Or no, Try to catch up to them, They're like, “GET THE FUCK BACK!!” AHEM. I mean— Ahem. “Ahem.” They got gatekeepers. Like the only way they can handle dark skinned people, Especially women, Exceeding is if it's by being ghetto, Or standing on some soapbox, Or going above and beyond in some way. We only get centered representation of color, If it's in some ways, in total, flawed. Watching the Olympics, I almost thought they had Simone Biles hair messed up on purpose. Like, “Here's your representation.” That is our representation. How Americans actually feel about black women in general. Like, we couldn't have our best and be our best. Nobody's gonna pull this girl to the side and comb down those flyaways? An Olympic champion! A fucking Gold medalist— a perfect representation of the fact that America can't let black American women be “all the way the best”. Something looks wrong! I don't hate white people. But now I'm like… … … …Why do they hate us? Ahem. {Enter The Multiverse} After an intense round of furious masturbation, I had the sudden onset feeling that I may have written something interesting over the last 3 months. … Mm…perhaps….maybe. —but first, some heavy deep cleaning. I don't like the way it smells in here. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. Sleep on it Sure. Maybe we omit everything about race? Probably. Could just put that with— —with the other race war stuff. Probably should. Maybe just release the uncensored copy on the Skrillex podcast where it might be more well received? Probably that. Yeah. The Complex Collective © is committed to serving the independent artist community by providing a safe and welcoming environment, performance opportunities, rehearsal spaces, and outlets in which they can grow, enhance their skills and master their craft, and create bonds with one another, to form friendships, professional connections and networking opportunities outside of the restrictions and limitations of social media, mass surveillance, and algorithmic privilege/ preference tactics governed by corporate media enterprises without judgement or interference by outside influence, while creating an open-concept and free-form space as an artistic springboard and color-palate for all artists wishing to expand each's own mindset to involve out-of-the box thinking, outer consciousness, awareness, inner peace, and overall health and wellbeing, promoting a clean, modern and evolved, hyperrealistic lifestyle. The Complex Collective © is open to writers, musicians, graphic and visual artists, filmmakers, fashion designers, spiritual enthusiasts, world travelers, and others seeking a safe space to bond, heal, and create through collaboration, exploration, and self improvement. Up Next: Re-examining mental health conditions which affect those facing poverty or at risk environmental circumstances. Killing Me Softly is an organization established to help de-victimize and support survivors of un/reported violent crimes; an answer and antithesis to the #metoo movement, Killing Me Softly promotes the ideology of the safety in anonymity, as survivors of violent crimes often forego seeking traditional treatment or filing reports against such violence in fear or persecution or retaliation. Historically, reporters of violent crimes (particularly against women) are met with accusations of falsifying or fabrication, social exclusion, defamation of character, and even revenge and punishment enacted by the perpetrator of such crimes in defense– which in today's current justice system has proven to derail survivors livelihoods, wellbeing, and put their safety at risk. Killing Me Softly seeks to maintain a safe and anonymous space for survivors of violent crimes, welcoming all genders, races, orientations and those who identify across all spectrums who identify as survivors of un/reported violent crimes seek by to remain anonymous or maintain a change of identity due to violent crime, allowing the de-victimization and empowerment of survivors of all acts of abuse, physical and/or psychological, neglect, psychological terrorism, gangstalking and other forms of ridicule, terror, torture, or abuse overlooked and systemized and/or classified by standard systematic institutions as disabilities or disorders, incapabilities which include misdiagnoses due to medical inequality, colorism, racism, biased, or sociopolitical inequality such as, but not limited to; mislabeling as paranoia, hallucinations, conspiracy, fabrications or other under-recognized or deprioritized documentation of incidents and intent to cause harm to others by a singular abuser and/or groups, hate groups and organizations designed or designated to attack and subdue diversified others, minorities, and ‘lesser-persons', those represented in the media or otherwise as second-class citezens, and treatment by organizations or authorities aimed towards dismantling the peace of mind or livelihoods of others for personal, political, or socioeconomical reasons. The Complex Collective © | New York, New York 2024 Created as a music warehouse project based in Brooklyn New York in 2023, The Complex Collective as a non-profit seeks to encompass a large industrial space which will serve as a multi-use facility which includes a kitchen and food pantry, dance floor/event space, black box theater, cafe/ small stage, fitness spaces (Yoga/Dance) Boxing Club, media room and recording spaces designed to open the minds of artists to a bustling mecca of creativity and opportunity. The space will be used to hold flea markets, host seminars, community meetings, and lectures, as well as provide an operational and practical multimedia space to screen films, stage plays, musicals, and other theatrical productions, as well as host musical events and artists, such as DJs and live bands, poetry readings, dance recitals and other community geared events. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] The Complex Collective © COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. {We appreciate your time, charitable donations & support.} [Thank You.] gofundme.com/thecomplexcollective givebutter.com/thefestivalproject Sometimes no matter what you do Black is ugly It don't matter— That's just the way things are Dark skin, negro hair, brown eyes You must grow to understand that to the oppotite race, Those things are lesser than We love blonde With blue eyes preferably And only a hint of olive in the lightest skin tone We like a carefree, fun loving girl Who doesn't worry about trauma She doesn't worry about oppression Or the right hair Because the “right” hair grows out of her head There's just something too harsh for us About dark skin And dark eyes There's something so intense about Frizzy hair And black features That we cost ourselves hundreds in “Beautification” to look like them So they respect us more While inwardly, they become relieved That they don't have to spend money on Weaves and wigs and when they wear braids It's a costume Or a statement piece Not a way of life Because it has to be To Submit Your Artist Portfolio, Track or Demo for distribution on our record label, please contact: Email Us At: festivalproject.tv@gmail.com For Membership Information and Opportunities, please visit http://thefestivalproject.bandzoogle.com

The Festival Project, Inc.™ is a multidimensional multimedia platform which encompasses exploratory and artistic social personifications and expressions on cosmic theory, spirituality, growth, health & wellness, philosophy and theoretic dynamics in entertainment such as music, design, film, television, radio, dance and festival culture, art, fashion, literature, and science. The Festival Project™ and it's subsidiary Non-Profit, The Collective Complex © aims to challenge modern artistic and philosophical ideals, break commonplace barriers, forage new creative mediums, and provoke inspired and reformed thought and actions toward evolution and overall societal improvement and ecological sustenance through a new-wave and post-modern, avant-garde and philanthropic hyperawareness driven by a unique culture of global values mediating global respect and preservation via open consciousness, multi-sensory and synesthetic (multi-preceptory) expansions of sound, language, vibration, movement, color, emotion, and ritual governed conceptually by the aspect(s) of love, truth, unity, understanding, and peace. Thank you graciously for your time, consideration, understanding, and support. ^.^ To Donate Please Visit,please visit gofundme.com/thecomplexcolletive TRIGGER WARNING! ⚠️ VIEWER, LISTENER, and READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. ⚠️ This series contains adult content not suitable for children or under the legal age of majority. Listener and reader discretion is advised as this publication and / or broadcast and its selected readings and projected writings may contain explicit language, provocative wordplay, profanity, open expression of suicidal ideation, discussion of evolved/ de-institutionalized theories concerning depression and mental health, race relations and colorism, socio-economic inequality, political injustice and media politicism/ mass media manipulation, unresearched/undocumented scientific hypothesis , modern philosophical ideals and spiritual explorations, crude/ adult humor and may also include and contain pornographic content, references to fictionalized interpretations of celebrities and/or public figures (fan-fiction), caricatures or references to pop culture, modern art, music, science and other entertainment references which may evoke biased emotion, inspire adverse reactions, contemplative thought, discontentment, or discomfort. The views and opinions expressed by this series and its subsequent editions, additions, chapters, broadcasts, and publications are solely the writers' interpretations as expressed with artistic and entertainment purposes only. The artist reserves all rights to intellectual property maintained and produced by any and all publications of this series and is thereby protected under any applicable copyright law and/or trademark. All fictionalizations of persons living or dead are meant to be perceived as characterized and/or fictional (fan-fiction) are for entertainment purposes only, and are not to be perceived as real re-enactments, dramatizations of events past or present, media dialogues or agendas, or factual exchanges pertaining to and surrounding real-life circumstances. The dialogues and entires expressed in this project are in no way liable for any action, expression, disagreements, entitlements held by the reader at his or her/ their own discretion. [The Festival Project ™] Apparently, the Yeah Yeah Yeah's are a real band. No fucking way. Apparently. I had no idea at all when I wrote that…. –Wrote what? …nothing. [The Festival Project™ ] … ‘Mm. More protein.' I knew protein wasn't exactly entirely going to help me lose weight, but I had lost a lot of muscle only cycling and being bombarded at the gym— and the inferior protein I had purchased earlier in the month was less than inferior, as it turned out— it simply wasn't working. How the fuck is this a real rock group?! I don't know! I thought I made it up. I thought you made everything up. I MADE EVERYTHING UPz. Well, this is turning out to be a disaster. Hm. No spouse listed. You fucked a drummer? You could say I hopped on the bandwagon. Ew. Gross. What do you want from me?! Shut up! {Enter The Multiverse} ___ I'm going to need you to feed my dragon. Uhm. Okay. Don't worry. She doesn't bite. Uh. Give her a kiss. …no. Do it, or she'll set you on fire. *kisses dragon* ..Okay. Good girl. She's soft. For a dragon. Yes, she's very friendly. So. What does she eat? People. +.+ –Agh?! —but only purple ones. What? She's not going to eat you, Fredrick. Who the fuck is “Fredrick”?! (We don't know.) My name's not— —you're not purple. I'm not. No. Don't worry. I'm—worried. I said don't. Well; wait— what color am I, then? That's not important. *shiny* Oh, good. A gatekeeper. What in the actual circumstance is this. Length? 8.5 inches. Girth? A hearty 3.5 Circumference. What the fuck is “circumference”? [VOID.] Well, that's was fun. What was? …nothing. OH GOF— GOD Go to sleep. …I just want to know, though. Just ask Google. I'm not asking Google that! Hey Google… GOOGLE /incognito {Enter The Multiverse} Body shopping on the internet Not worth following Got to find the father who bought me the body I can self publish books, but can't do it all myself My artform costs money. Performances put off till I can afford to look adorable By New York standards, On California stereotypes No work darlin' An escort service Will cost Two dumb dollars more In your karma jar Than you've got goin. Call Tony Hawk, A star struck hallmark card For the workman's comp You were offered —Subpoena the penis. —oh that's right, I need actual ink pens. Oh God, he bought secrets on stop signs; —someone's daughter #stop for comedy DO NOT PUT FOOD ON MY VAGINA. DO NOT— No. My vagina IS food. You don't put— No. No. You want peanut butter all over your dick and balls? Awesome. You want whipped cream on the shit? Fine. Chocolate? (Non dairy, if you will.) But DO NOT. I repeat: DO NOT PUT FOOD ON MY VAGINA. Toppings are for ice cream. This here is sorbet. #lilbitz {Enter The Multiverse} So I did the math the other day— And I finally figured it out, That the reason the world is such a fucked up place Is that 80 percent of dudes have short dicks. That's why the “ideal” woman has always been small waisted, short, petite, tiny. — 80% of men have penis lengths smaller than 5 inches. That's statistics. I'm just saying— There's a reason why super models are super skinny. That's so dudes can hit it and really feel like they're fucking shit up. With their little short dicks. These tiny short girls make their little dicks feel LARGE, okay? Doesn't even matter. I just figured out the whole world is fake. I want to go somewhere the fuck else. I want to go somewhere selfies don't exist. {Enter The Multiverse} MOO-HAHA HA-HA HahAHa-HAHA! WHAT! That's my evil laugh. NO ITS NOT. What do you mean, it's not? “MOO-HAHA” NOBODY LAUGHS LIKE THAT. That's my evil laugh! No, it's not. Well, how am i supposed to laugh, then? Justnfucking— “Mwa-ha-ha”? There you go. That's perfect. What!? That's simple. That's just like everybody else. Be simple then. What! You're also just like everybody else! I am not! What makes you different? I'm—going to take over the world. See. See—what?! You're just like everybody—all the other villains. I am not! You are, though, for real. Like— Ugh. Just—do your laugh. MOO-HAH— Not that one. :( The other one. What— Do the other one. …mwa-haha… That's better. :( Come on. This opener is running lo— [TITLE SEQUENCE] I earned two tattoos and a crown From loving a man Who can't love me back I won the pawn, the aces, the sword Chariot, gardens and graces A house full of waivers Could you uncover the arc of the architect? Probably not, As it changes upon discovery Could you uncover the mask of the rabbit? The tantra of habit? The cruel suffering of the crucifix? Neverwell you, Harper Son of Sam And Harlem's daughter The forever golden one —a forager. Arches— Hark, you call, cruel summer Never forward Wondering blossom, Talking of longshores, sportsman's, Wailers, down coats Fools for orphans, are you all! Proof of the word for the propaganda, Mother Sandra Bullocks and Bulletwounds (But Bullock would have wanted one next, Just to summon a role for her.) Passion projects! Here they are, now! Bulletproof and, Table readings— Don't be greedy! Your agents and managers Also are facing inflations On yachts and at parties And meanwhile, The projects of poverty are awestruck With guttural proportions Of treasures uncovered from rubble Of sidewalks And storm gutters —how was your morning? Celebrity, aren't you? Well, aren't I then? Relax rabbit, I have a new task for you— Go bring me back what you haven't yet, And try staying on task without habits at all Or adderall— (Won't be that hard on an all organic diet, Proper programming and parental encouragement, Plus support, recommended.) Here you are again, to bother anyone around you. There I go again, not caring a fuck less. Here we are both a genius and robot Deciding to go walk the dog, At the wrong time Just a reminder I'm less of myself, In a room full of anyone else, Nevermind A few thousand —the likely cause of my invisibility. Battlegrounds as the brainless have managed to outnumber us. Beyonce became the first black woman to headline Coachella in 2018. Halle Berry, just shortly before that in 2001 became the first black woman to win an academy award for best actress. I'm just realizing what era of time I've been born into—and I have to continue to keep wondering to myself—‘why do they hate us?' For the first time in my life, advertisements for a Disney movie which will showcase an African American girl as its lead character—not as a frog, or a lion, or a mermaid—but as a human being—and one of the first animations in my lifetime to feature a female character with brown eyes—and not the usual blue, green, purple, or pink the media often uses to dehumanize or water down the blackness of dark skinned characters— saddens me, as although she is wearing braids, she is still made to look light skinned, with freckles—as beautiful some girls are, but still, this alerted me to the fact that white audiences still hate seeing black women in the spotlight, and solidified the truth that white audiences will not adapt to watching dark skinned women as the leading role in almost anything. Is the intrinsic hatred and jealousy of the white supremacy the underlying cause in the continual disadvantage of darker skinned women and the portrayals as such as strong leading characters—why does the success and happiness of the black woman seem to be such an imposing threat to whites so much so that the entire media has been, even of late, a parade of forced diversification, further colorism, and the solidification of light skinned people being seen as more beautiful, acceptable, and prioritized, in the media and otherwise? Has the obsession of white hatred towards black woman been the underlying cause in the justification of white supremacy in the media in order to create more steady sources of revenues for entertainment provisioners, programmers, and networks—appealing to largely white audiences with whitewashed and Eurocentric classification of diversity amongst the new generation's subset standards? The dark skinned woman continues to be undermined and unappreciated — it seems out of deep seated fear— fear of dark skin, fear of dark eyes—fear of having to share a world which used to revolve around eurocentricity—with diversified beauty—fear of actual equality. Why Do They Hate Us? Wine glass— Bloodstains (My blood four hundred proof) —I disappear for about Three days Come back golden (But ya'll out of order) Bitch, buy me a bottle! Nobody else can hear the Motorcycles Cause I'm the Only one sober Writing in fours because After all This is A drama Not a Comedy, no (Nope, not at all) I get wronged for it when I black out— Funny thing about it is, That ain't never happened Colonizer poison all of the water Code of conduct I promise the karma For carnival circus I promise when I die The rest of it goes out with me (But not coming home with us) The darker the berry, The longer the story —the older we are Y'all out of order Ain't it funny when The whole world is Sons and your daughters Wine glass— Bloodstains (My blood four hundred proof) —I disappear for about Three days Come back golden (But yall out of order) I tie the rope, Then I slit my wrists (Pull the trigger) Amen, I'm three times dead, And ain't left my apartment Bitch, buy me a bottle. Yo. I don't hate white peoples. At all, bro. But— They're just scary. Sometimes. Like ey— Stop trying to kill us. They're like, “We're not! …Just… …the ugly ones…” But then that's like… They're the ones that set the standards in the first place on who's “ugly.” “Ok! Ok! Everyone's beautiful!” [That's good.] “…Just the stupid ones!” lol. But they run all the fuckin systems, So the education system is like, Unequal and shit. They're like, “It's okay! Everything's better now.” But all the dark skinned people in movies are either like, Men, or like, Off to the side and shit. Morbidly obese and shit— Like, “Here's your representation.” What in the fuck though— I swear to God I don't hate white people. I don't. But it's like… Every time we get too far ahead— Or no, Try to catch up to them, They're like, “GET THE FUCK BACK!!” AHEM. I mean— Ahem. “Ahem.” They got gatekeepers. Like the only way they can handle dark skinned people, Especially women, Exceeding is if it's by being ghetto, Or standing on some soapbox, Or going above and beyond in some way. We only get centered representation of color, If it's in some ways, in total, flawed. Watching the Olympics, I almost thought they had Simone Biles hair messed up on purpose. Like, “Here's your representation.” That is our representation. How Americans actually feel about black women in general. Like, we couldn't have our best and be our best. Nobody's gonna pull this girl to the side and comb down those flyaways? An Olympic champion! A fucking Gold medalist— a perfect representation of the fact that America can't let black American women be “all the way the best”. Something looks wrong! I don't hate white people. But now I'm like… … … …Why do they hate us? Ahem. {Enter The Multiverse} After an intense round of furious masturbation, I had the sudden onset feeling that I may have written something interesting over the last 3 months. … Mm…perhaps….maybe. —but first, some heavy deep cleaning. I don't like the way it smells in here. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. Sleep on it Sure. Maybe we omit everything about race? Probably. Could just put that with— —with the other race war stuff. Probably should. Maybe just release the uncensored copy on the Skrillex podcast where it might be more well received? Probably that. Yeah. The Complex Collective © is committed to serving the independent artist community by providing a safe and welcoming environment, performance opportunities, rehearsal spaces, and outlets in which they can grow, enhance their skills and master their craft, and create bonds with one another, to form friendships, professional connections and networking opportunities outside of the restrictions and limitations of social media, mass surveillance, and algorithmic privilege/ preference tactics governed by corporate media enterprises without judgement or interference by outside influence, while creating an open-concept and free-form space as an artistic springboard and color-palate for all artists wishing to expand each's own mindset to involve out-of-the box thinking, outer consciousness, awareness, inner peace, and overall health and wellbeing, promoting a clean, modern and evolved, hyperrealistic lifestyle. The Complex Collective © is open to writers, musicians, graphic and visual artists, filmmakers, fashion designers, spiritual enthusiasts, world travelers, and others seeking a safe space to bond, heal, and create through collaboration, exploration, and self improvement. Up Next: Re-examining mental health conditions which affect those facing poverty or at risk environmental circumstances. Killing Me Softly is an organization established to help de-victimize and support survivors of un/reported violent crimes; an answer and antithesis to the #metoo movement, Killing Me Softly promotes the ideology of the safety in anonymity, as survivors of violent crimes often forego seeking traditional treatment or filing reports against such violence in fear or persecution or retaliation. Historically, reporters of violent crimes (particularly against women) are met with accusations of falsifying or fabrication, social exclusion, defamation of character, and even revenge and punishment enacted by the perpetrator of such crimes in defense– which in today's current justice system has proven to derail survivors livelihoods, wellbeing, and put their safety at risk. Killing Me Softly seeks to maintain a safe and anonymous space for survivors of violent crimes, welcoming all genders, races, orientations and those who identify across all spectrums who identify as survivors of un/reported violent crimes seek by to remain anonymous or maintain a change of identity due to violent crime, allowing the de-victimization and empowerment of survivors of all acts of abuse, physical and/or psychological, neglect, psychological terrorism, gangstalking and other forms of ridicule, terror, torture, or abuse overlooked and systemized and/or classified by standard systematic institutions as disabilities or disorders, incapabilities which include misdiagnoses due to medical inequality, colorism, racism, biased, or sociopolitical inequality such as, but not limited to; mislabeling as paranoia, hallucinations, conspiracy, fabrications or other under-recognized or deprioritized documentation of incidents and intent to cause harm to others by a singular abuser and/or groups, hate groups and organizations designed or designated to attack and subdue diversified others, minorities, and ‘lesser-persons', those represented in the media or otherwise as second-class citezens, and treatment by organizations or authorities aimed towards dismantling the peace of mind or livelihoods of others for personal, political, or socioeconomical reasons. The Complex Collective © | New York, New York 2024 Created as a music warehouse project based in Brooklyn New York in 2023, The Complex Collective as a non-profit seeks to encompass a large industrial space which will serve as a multi-use facility which includes a kitchen and food pantry, dance floor/event space, black box theater, cafe/ small stage, fitness spaces (Yoga/Dance) Boxing Club, media room and recording spaces designed to open the minds of artists to a bustling mecca of creativity and opportunity. The space will be used to hold flea markets, host seminars, community meetings, and lectures, as well as provide an operational and practical multimedia space to screen films, stage plays, musicals, and other theatrical productions, as well as host musical events and artists, such as DJs and live bands, poetry readings, dance recitals and other community geared events. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] The Complex Collective © COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. {We appreciate your time, charitable donations & support.} [Thank You.] gofundme.com/thecomplexcollective givebutter.com/thefestivalproject Sometimes no matter what you do Black is ugly It don't matter— That's just the way things are Dark skin, negro hair, brown eyes You must grow to understand that to the oppotite race, Those things are lesser than We love blonde With blue eyes preferably And only a hint of olive in the lightest skin tone We like a carefree, fun loving girl Who doesn't worry about trauma She doesn't worry about oppression Or the right hair Because the “right” hair grows out of her head There's just something too harsh for us About dark skin And dark eyes There's something so intense about Frizzy hair And black features That we cost ourselves hundreds in “Beautification” to look like them So they respect us more While inwardly, they become relieved That they don't have to spend money on Weaves and wigs and when they wear braids It's a costume Or a statement piece Not a way of life Because it has to be To Submit Your Artist Portfolio, Track or Demo for distribution on our record label, please contact: Email Us At: festivalproject.tv@gmail.com For Membership Information and Opportunities, please visit http://thefestivalproject.bandzoogle.com

{Black- ish} 2014. Sitcom. 8 seasons Dre Johnson (Anthony Anderson) has it all - a great job, beautiful wife Rainbow (Tracee Ellis Ross), four kids and a big home in a classy neighbourhood - but as a black man, he begins to question whether all his success has brought too much cultural assimilation for his family. With the help of his father (Laurence Fishburne), Dre begins to try to create a sense of ethnic identity for the members of his family that will allow them to honour their background while preparing them to embrace the future. Mix story: Two traditionally stereotypical black(ish) dudes decide on a whim to buy some electronic musical festival tickets, which come with a mystery suprise dosage of an unknown psychoactive hallucinogen which takes them on a in unguided journey through time and space through strange and unfamiliar, bizzare and unknown music—unguided, that is, besides for by the light provided by the hands of the DJ, who acts as a spiritual guide, immersing the partygoers into a new world of bass heavy drops, Kandi coated ravers, and freedoms yet unbeknownst. The Festival Project, Inc.™ is a multidimensional multimedia platform which encompasses exploratory and artistic social personifications and expressions on cosmic theory, spirituality, growth, health & wellness, philosophy and theoretic dynamics in entertainment such as music, design, film, television, radio, dance and festival culture, art, fashion, literature, and science. The Festival Project™ and it's subsidiary Non-Profit, The Collective Complex © aims to challenge modern artistic and philosophical ideals, break commonplace barriers, forage new creative mediums, and provoke inspired and reformed thought and actions toward evolution and overall societal improvement and ecological sustenance through a new-wave and post-modern, avant-garde and philanthropic hyperawareness driven by a unique culture of global values mediating global respect and preservation via open consciousness, multi-sensory and synesthetic (multi-preceptory) expansions of sound, language, vibration, movement, color, emotion, and ritual governed conceptually by the aspect(s) of love, truth, unity, understanding, and peace. Thank you graciously for your time, consideration, understanding, and support. ^.^ To Donate Please Visit,please visit gofundme.com/thecomplexcolletive TRIGGER WARNING! ⚠️ VIEWER, LISTENER, and READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. ⚠️ This series contains adult content not suitable for children or under the legal age of majority. Listener and reader discretion is advised as this publication and / or broadcast and its selected readings and projected writings may contain explicit language, provocative wordplay, profanity, open expression of suicidal ideation, discussion of evolved/ de-institutionalized theories concerning depression and mental health, race relations and colorism, socio-economic inequality, political injustice and media politicism/ mass media manipulation, unresearched/undocumented scientific hypothesis , modern philosophical ideals and spiritual explorations, crude/ adult humor and may also include and contain pornographic content, references to fictionalized interpretations of celebrities and/or public figures (fan-fiction), caricatures or references to pop culture, modern art, music, science and other entertainment references which may evoke biased emotion, inspire adverse reactions, contemplative thought, discontentment, or discomfort. The views and opinions expressed by this series and its subsequent editions, additions, chapters, broadcasts, and publications are solely the writers' interpretations as expressed with artistic and entertainment purposes only. The artist reserves all rights to intellectual property maintained and produced by any and all publications of this series and is thereby protected under any applicable copyright law and/or trademark. All fictionalizations of persons living or dead are meant to be perceived as characterized and/or fictional (fan-fiction) are for entertainment purposes only, and are not to be perceived as real re-enactments, dramatizations of events past or present, media dialogues or agendas, or factual exchanges pertaining to and surrounding real-life circumstances. The dialogues and entires expressed in this project are in no way liable for any action, expression, disagreements, entitlements held by the reader at his or her/ their own discretion. [The Festival Project ™] Apparently, the Yeah Yeah Yeah's are a real band. No fucking way. Apparently. I had no idea at all when I wrote that…. –Wrote what? …nothing. [The Festival Project™ ] … ‘Mm. More protein.' I knew protein wasn't exactly entirely going to help me lose weight, but I had lost a lot of muscle only cycling and being bombarded at the gym— and the inferior protein I had purchased earlier in the month was less than inferior, as it turned out— it simply wasn't working. How the fuck is this a real rock group?! I don't know! I thought I made it up. I thought you made everything up. I MADE EVERYTHING UPz. Well, this is turning out to be a disaster. Hm. No spouse listed. You fucked a drummer? You could say I hopped on the bandwagon. Ew. Gross. What do you want from me?! Shut up! {Enter The Multiverse} ___ I'm going to need you to feed my dragon. Uhm. Okay. Don't worry. She doesn't bite. Uh. Give her a kiss. …no. Do it, or she'll set you on fire. *kisses dragon* ..Okay. Good girl. She's soft. For a dragon. Yes, she's very friendly. So. What does she eat? People. +.+ –Agh?! —but only purple ones. What? She's not going to eat you, Fredrick. Who the fuck is “Fredrick”?! (We don't know.) My name's not— —you're not purple. I'm not. No. Don't worry. I'm—worried. I said don't. Well; wait— what color am I, then? That's not important. *shiny* Oh, good. A gatekeeper. What in the actual circumstance is this. Length? 8.5 inches. Girth? A hearty 3.5 Circumference. What the fuck is “circumference”? [VOID.] Well, that's was fun. What was? …nothing. OH GOF— GOD Go to sleep. …I just want to know, though. Just ask Google. I'm not asking Google that! Hey Google… GOOGLE /incognito {Enter The Multiverse} Body shopping on the internet Not worth following Got to find the father who bought me the body I can self publish books, but can't do it all myself My artform costs money. Performances put off till I can afford to look adorable By New York standards, On California stereotypes No work darlin' An escort service Will cost Two dumb dollars more In your karma jar Than you've got goin. Call Tony Hawk, A star struck hallmark card For the workman's comp You were offered —Subpoena the penis. —oh that's right, I need actual ink pens. Oh God, he bought secrets on stop signs; —someone's daughter #stop for comedy DO NOT PUT FOOD ON MY VAGINA. DO NOT— No. My vagina IS food. You don't put— No. No. You want peanut butter all over your dick and balls? Awesome. You want whipped cream on the shit? Fine. Chocolate? (Non dairy, if you will.) But DO NOT. I repeat: DO NOT PUT FOOD ON MY VAGINA. Toppings are for ice cream. This here is sorbet. #lilbitz {Enter The Multiverse} So I did the math the other day— And I finally figured it out, That the reason the world is such a fucked up place Is that 80 percent of dudes have short dicks. That's why the “ideal” woman has always been small waisted, short, petite, tiny. — 80% of men have penis lengths smaller than 5 inches. That's statistics. I'm just saying— There's a reason why super models are super skinny. That's so dudes can hit it and really feel like they're fucking shit up. With their little short dicks. These tiny short girls make their little dicks feel LARGE, okay? Doesn't even matter. I just figured out the whole world is fake. I want to go somewhere the fuck else. I want to go somewhere selfies don't exist. {Enter The Multiverse} MOO-HAHA HA-HA HahAHa-HAHA! WHAT! That's my evil laugh. NO ITS NOT. What do you mean, it's not? “MOO-HAHA” NOBODY LAUGHS LIKE THAT. That's my evil laugh! No, it's not. Well, how am i supposed to laugh, then? Justnfucking— “Mwa-ha-ha”? There you go. That's perfect. What!? That's simple. That's just like everybody else. Be simple then. What! You're also just like everybody else! I am not! What makes you different? I'm—going to take over the world. See. See—what?! You're just like everybody—all the other villains. I am not! You are, though, for real. Like— Ugh. Just—do your laugh. MOO-HAH— Not that one. :( The other one. What— Do the other one. …mwa-haha… That's better. :( Come on. This opener is running lo— [TITLE SEQUENCE] I earned two tattoos and a crown From loving a man Who can't love me back I won the pawn, the aces, the sword Chariot, gardens and graces A house full of waivers Could you uncover the arc of the architect? Probably not, As it changes upon discovery Could you uncover the mask of the rabbit? The tantra of habit? The cruel suffering of the crucifix? Neverwell you, Harper Son of Sam And Harlem's daughter The forever golden one —a forager. Arches— Hark, you call, cruel summer Never forward Wondering blossom, Talking of longshores, sportsman's, Wailers, down coats Fools for orphans, are you all! Proof of the word for the propaganda, Mother Sandra Bullocks and Bulletwounds (But Bullock would have wanted one next, Just to summon a role for her.) Passion projects! Here they are, now! Bulletproof and, Table readings— Don't be greedy! Your agents and managers Also are facing inflations On yachts and at parties And meanwhile, The projects of poverty are awestruck With guttural proportions Of treasures uncovered from rubble Of sidewalks And storm gutters —how was your morning? Celebrity, aren't you? Well, aren't I then? Relax rabbit, I have a new task for you— Go bring me back what you haven't yet, And try staying on task without habits at all Or adderall— (Won't be that hard on an all organic diet, Proper programming and parental encouragement, Plus support, recommended.) Here you are again, to bother anyone around you. There I go again, not caring a fuck less. Here we are both a genius and robot Deciding to go walk the dog, At the wrong time Just a reminder I'm less of myself, In a room full of anyone else, Nevermind A few thousand —the likely cause of my invisibility. Battlegrounds as the brainless have managed to outnumber us. Beyonce became the first black woman to headline Coachella in 2018. Halle Berry, just shortly before that in 2001 became the first black woman to win an academy award for best actress. I'm just realizing what era of time I've been born into—and I have to continue to keep wondering to myself—‘why do they hate us?' For the first time in my life, advertisements for a Disney movie which will showcase an African American girl as its lead character—not as a frog, or a lion, or a mermaid—but as a human being—and one of the first animations in my lifetime to feature a female character with brown eyes—and not the usual blue, green, purple, or pink the media often uses to dehumanize or water down the blackness of dark skinned characters— saddens me, as although she is wearing braids, she is still made to look light skinned, with freckles—as beautiful some girls are, but still, this alerted me to the fact that white audiences still hate seeing black women in the spotlight, and solidified the truth that white audiences will not adapt to watching dark skinned women as the leading role in almost anything. Is the intrinsic hatred and jealousy of the white supremacy the underlying cause in the continual disadvantage of darker skinned women and the portrayals as such as strong leading characters—why does the success and happiness of the black woman seem to be such an imposing threat to whites so much so that the entire media has been, even of late, a parade of forced diversification, further colorism, and the solidification of light skinned people being seen as more beautiful, acceptable, and prioritized, in the media and otherwise? Has the obsession of white hatred towards black woman been the underlying cause in the justification of white supremacy in the media in order to create more steady sources of revenues for entertainment provisioners, programmers, and networks—appealing to largely white audiences with whitewashed and Eurocentric classification of diversity amongst the new generation's subset standards? The dark skinned woman continues to be undermined and unappreciated — it seems out of deep seated fear— fear of dark skin, fear of dark eyes—fear of having to share a world which used to revolve around eurocentricity—with diversified beauty—fear of actual equality. Why Do They Hate Us? Wine glass— Bloodstains (My blood four hundred proof) —I disappear for about Three days Come back golden (But ya'll out of order) Bitch, buy me a bottle! Nobody else can hear the Motorcycles Cause I'm the Only one sober Writing in fours because After all This is A drama Not a Comedy, no (Nope, not at all) I get wronged for it when I black out— Funny thing about it is, That ain't never happened Colonizer poison all of the water Code of conduct I promise the karma For carnival circus I promise when I die The rest of it goes out with me (But not coming home with us) The darker the berry, The longer the story —the older we are Y'all out of order Ain't it funny when The whole world is Sons and your daughters Wine glass— Bloodstains (My blood four hundred proof) —I disappear for about Three days Come back golden (But yall out of order) I tie the rope, Then I slit my wrists (Pull the trigger) Amen, I'm three times dead, And ain't left my apartment Bitch, buy me a bottle. Yo. I don't hate white peoples. At all, bro. But— They're just scary. Sometimes. Like ey— Stop trying to kill us. They're like, “We're not! …Just… …the ugly ones…” But then that's like… They're the ones that set the standards in the first place on who's “ugly.” “Ok! Ok! Everyone's beautiful!” [That's good.] “…Just the stupid ones!” lol. But they run all the fuckin systems, So the education system is like, Unequal and shit. They're like, “It's okay! Everything's better now.” But all the dark skinned people in movies are either like, Men, or like, Off to the side and shit. Morbidly obese and shit— Like, “Here's your representation.” What in the fuck though— I swear to God I don't hate white people. I don't. But it's like… Every time we get too far ahead— Or no, Try to catch up to them, They're like, “GET THE FUCK BACK!!” AHEM. I mean— Ahem. “Ahem.” They got gatekeepers. Like the only way they can handle dark skinned people, Especially women, Exceeding is if it's by being ghetto, Or standing on some soapbox, Or going above and beyond in some way. We only get centered representation of color, If it's in some ways, in total, flawed. Watching the Olympics, I almost thought they had Simone Biles hair messed up on purpose. Like, “Here's your representation.” That is our representation. How Americans actually feel about black women in general. Like, we couldn't have our best and be our best. Nobody's gonna pull this girl to the side and comb down those flyaways? An Olympic champion! A fucking Gold medalist— a perfect representation of the fact that America can't let black American women be “all the way the best”. Something looks wrong! I don't hate white people. But now I'm like… … … …Why do they hate us? Ahem. {Enter The Multiverse} After an intense round of furious masturbation, I had the sudden onset feeling that I may have written something interesting over the last 3 months. … Mm…perhaps….maybe. —but first, some heavy deep cleaning. I don't like the way it smells in here. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. Sleep on it Sure. Maybe we omit everything about race? Probably. Could just put that with— —with the other race war stuff. Probably should. Maybe just release the uncensored copy on the Skrillex podcast where it might be more well received? Probably that. Yeah. The Complex Collective © is committed to serving the independent artist community by providing a safe and welcoming environment, performance opportunities, rehearsal spaces, and outlets in which they can grow, enhance their skills and master their craft, and create bonds with one another, to form friendships, professional connections and networking opportunities outside of the restrictions and limitations of social media, mass surveillance, and algorithmic privilege/ preference tactics governed by corporate media enterprises without judgement or interference by outside influence, while creating an open-concept and free-form space as an artistic springboard and color-palate for all artists wishing to expand each's own mindset to involve out-of-the box thinking, outer consciousness, awareness, inner peace, and overall health and wellbeing, promoting a clean, modern and evolved, hyperrealistic lifestyle. 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Historically, reporters of violent crimes (particularly against women) are met with accusations of falsifying or fabrication, social exclusion, defamation of character, and even revenge and punishment enacted by the perpetrator of such crimes in defense– which in today's current justice system has proven to derail survivors livelihoods, wellbeing, and put their safety at risk. 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The Complex Collective © | New York, New York 2024 Created as a music warehouse project based in Brooklyn New York in 2023, The Complex Collective as a non-profit seeks to encompass a large industrial space which will serve as a multi-use facility which includes a kitchen and food pantry, dance floor/event space, black box theater, cafe/ small stage, fitness spaces (Yoga/Dance) Boxing Club, media room and recording spaces designed to open the minds of artists to a bustling mecca of creativity and opportunity. 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{Black- ish} 2014. Sitcom. 8 seasons Dre Johnson (Anthony Anderson) has it all - a great job, beautiful wife Rainbow (Tracee Ellis Ross), four kids and a big home in a classy neighbourhood - but as a black man, he begins to question whether all his success has brought too much cultural assimilation for his family. With the help of his father (Laurence Fishburne), Dre begins to try to create a sense of ethnic identity for the members of his family that will allow them to honour their background while preparing them to embrace the future. 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[The Festival Project ™] Apparently, the Yeah Yeah Yeah's are a real band. No fucking way. Apparently. I had no idea at all when I wrote that…. –Wrote what? …nothing. [The Festival Project™ ] … ‘Mm. More protein.' I knew protein wasn't exactly entirely going to help me lose weight, but I had lost a lot of muscle only cycling and being bombarded at the gym— and the inferior protein I had purchased earlier in the month was less than inferior, as it turned out— it simply wasn't working. How the fuck is this a real rock group?! I don't know! I thought I made it up. I thought you made everything up. I MADE EVERYTHING UPz. Well, this is turning out to be a disaster. Hm. No spouse listed. You fucked a drummer? You could say I hopped on the bandwagon. Ew. Gross. What do you want from me?! Shut up! {Enter The Multiverse} ___ I'm going to need you to feed my dragon. Uhm. Okay. Don't worry. She doesn't bite. Uh. Give her a kiss. …no. Do it, or she'll set you on fire. *kisses dragon* ..Okay. Good girl. She's soft. For a dragon. Yes, she's very friendly. So. What does she eat? People. +.+ –Agh?! —but only purple ones. What? She's not going to eat you, Fredrick. Who the fuck is “Fredrick”?! (We don't know.) My name's not— —you're not purple. I'm not. No. Don't worry. I'm—worried. I said don't. Well; wait— what color am I, then? That's not important. *shiny* Oh, good. A gatekeeper. What in the actual circumstance is this. Length? 8.5 inches. Girth? A hearty 3.5 Circumference. What the fuck is “circumference”? [VOID.] Well, that's was fun. What was? …nothing. OH GOF— GOD Go to sleep. …I just want to know, though. Just ask Google. I'm not asking Google that! Hey Google… GOOGLE /incognito {Enter The Multiverse} Body shopping on the internet Not worth following Got to find the father who bought me the body I can self publish books, but can't do it all myself My artform costs money. Performances put off till I can afford to look adorable By New York standards, On California stereotypes No work darlin' An escort service Will cost Two dumb dollars more In your karma jar Than you've got goin. Call Tony Hawk, A star struck hallmark card For the workman's comp You were offered —Subpoena the penis. —oh that's right, I need actual ink pens. Oh God, he bought secrets on stop signs; —someone's daughter #stop for comedy DO NOT PUT FOOD ON MY VAGINA. DO NOT— No. My vagina IS food. You don't put— No. No. You want peanut butter all over your dick and balls? Awesome. You want whipped cream on the shit? Fine. Chocolate? (Non dairy, if you will.) But DO NOT. I repeat: DO NOT PUT FOOD ON MY VAGINA. Toppings are for ice cream. This here is sorbet. #lilbitz {Enter The Multiverse} So I did the math the other day— And I finally figured it out, That the reason the world is such a fucked up place Is that 80 percent of dudes have short dicks. That's why the “ideal” woman has always been small waisted, short, petite, tiny. — 80% of men have penis lengths smaller than 5 inches. That's statistics. I'm just saying— There's a reason why super models are super skinny. That's so dudes can hit it and really feel like they're fucking shit up. With their little short dicks. These tiny short girls make their little dicks feel LARGE, okay? Doesn't even matter. I just figured out the whole world is fake. I want to go somewhere the fuck else. I want to go somewhere selfies don't exist. {Enter The Multiverse} MOO-HAHA HA-HA HahAHa-HAHA! WHAT! That's my evil laugh. NO ITS NOT. What do you mean, it's not? “MOO-HAHA” NOBODY LAUGHS LIKE THAT. That's my evil laugh! No, it's not. Well, how am i supposed to laugh, then? Justnfucking— “Mwa-ha-ha”? There you go. That's perfect. What!? That's simple. That's just like everybody else. Be simple then. What! You're also just like everybody else! I am not! What makes you different? I'm—going to take over the world. See. See—what?! You're just like everybody—all the other villains. I am not! You are, though, for real. Like— Ugh. Just—do your laugh. MOO-HAH— Not that one. :( The other one. What— Do the other one. …mwa-haha… That's better. :( Come on. This opener is running lo— [TITLE SEQUENCE] I earned two tattoos and a crown From loving a man Who can't love me back I won the pawn, the aces, the sword Chariot, gardens and graces A house full of waivers Could you uncover the arc of the architect? Probably not, As it changes upon discovery Could you uncover the mask of the rabbit? The tantra of habit? The cruel suffering of the crucifix? Neverwell you, Harper Son of Sam And Harlem's daughter The forever golden one —a forager. Arches— Hark, you call, cruel summer Never forward Wondering blossom, Talking of longshores, sportsman's, Wailers, down coats Fools for orphans, are you all! Proof of the word for the propaganda, Mother Sandra Bullocks and Bulletwounds (But Bullock would have wanted one next, Just to summon a role for her.) Passion projects! Here they are, now! Bulletproof and, Table readings— Don't be greedy! Your agents and managers Also are facing inflations On yachts and at parties And meanwhile, The projects of poverty are awestruck With guttural proportions Of treasures uncovered from rubble Of sidewalks And storm gutters —how was your morning? Celebrity, aren't you? Well, aren't I then? Relax rabbit, I have a new task for you— Go bring me back what you haven't yet, And try staying on task without habits at all Or adderall— (Won't be that hard on an all organic diet, Proper programming and parental encouragement, Plus support, recommended.) Here you are again, to bother anyone around you. There I go again, not caring a fuck less. Here we are both a genius and robot Deciding to go walk the dog, At the wrong time Just a reminder I'm less of myself, In a room full of anyone else, Nevermind A few thousand —the likely cause of my invisibility. Battlegrounds as the brainless have managed to outnumber us. Beyonce became the first black woman to headline Coachella in 2018. Halle Berry, just shortly before that in 2001 became the first black woman to win an academy award for best actress. I'm just realizing what era of time I've been born into—and I have to continue to keep wondering to myself—‘why do they hate us?' For the first time in my life, advertisements for a Disney movie which will showcase an African American girl as its lead character—not as a frog, or a lion, or a mermaid—but as a human being—and one of the first animations in my lifetime to feature a female character with brown eyes—and not the usual blue, green, purple, or pink the media often uses to dehumanize or water down the blackness of dark skinned characters— saddens me, as although she is wearing braids, she is still made to look light skinned, with freckles—as beautiful some girls are, but still, this alerted me to the fact that white audiences still hate seeing black women in the spotlight, and solidified the truth that white audiences will not adapt to watching dark skinned women as the leading role in almost anything. Is the intrinsic hatred and jealousy of the white supremacy the underlying cause in the continual disadvantage of darker skinned women and the portrayals as such as strong leading characters—why does the success and happiness of the black woman seem to be such an imposing threat to whites so much so that the entire media has been, even of late, a parade of forced diversification, further colorism, and the solidification of light skinned people being seen as more beautiful, acceptable, and prioritized, in the media and otherwise? Has the obsession of white hatred towards black woman been the underlying cause in the justification of white supremacy in the media in order to create more steady sources of revenues for entertainment provisioners, programmers, and networks—appealing to largely white audiences with whitewashed and Eurocentric classification of diversity amongst the new generation's subset standards? The dark skinned woman continues to be undermined and unappreciated — it seems out of deep seated fear— fear of dark skin, fear of dark eyes—fear of having to share a world which used to revolve around eurocentricity—with diversified beauty—fear of actual equality. Why Do They Hate Us? Wine glass— Bloodstains (My blood four hundred proof) —I disappear for about Three days Come back golden (But ya'll out of order) Bitch, buy me a bottle! Nobody else can hear the Motorcycles Cause I'm the Only one sober Writing in fours because After all This is A drama Not a Comedy, no (Nope, not at all) I get wronged for it when I black out— Funny thing about it is, That ain't never happened Colonizer poison all of the water Code of conduct I promise the karma For carnival circus I promise when I die The rest of it goes out with me (But not coming home with us) The darker the berry, The longer the story —the older we are Y'all out of order Ain't it funny when The whole world is Sons and your daughters Wine glass— Bloodstains (My blood four hundred proof) —I disappear for about Three days Come back golden (But yall out of order) I tie the rope, Then I slit my wrists (Pull the trigger) Amen, I'm three times dead, And ain't left my apartment Bitch, buy me a bottle. Yo. I don't hate white peoples. At all, bro. But— They're just scary. Sometimes. Like ey— Stop trying to kill us. They're like, “We're not! …Just… …the ugly ones…” But then that's like… They're the ones that set the standards in the first place on who's “ugly.” “Ok! Ok! Everyone's beautiful!” [That's good.] “…Just the stupid ones!” lol. But they run all the fuckin systems, So the education system is like, Unequal and shit. They're like, “It's okay! Everything's better now.” But all the dark skinned people in movies are either like, Men, or like, Off to the side and shit. Morbidly obese and shit— Like, “Here's your representation.” What in the fuck though— I swear to God I don't hate white people. I don't. But it's like… Every time we get too far ahead— Or no, Try to catch up to them, They're like, “GET THE FUCK BACK!!” AHEM. I mean— Ahem. “Ahem.” They got gatekeepers. Like the only way they can handle dark skinned people, Especially women, Exceeding is if it's by being ghetto, Or standing on some soapbox, Or going above and beyond in some way. We only get centered representation of color, If it's in some ways, in total, flawed. Watching the Olympics, I almost thought they had Simone Biles hair messed up on purpose. Like, “Here's your representation.” That is our representation. How Americans actually feel about black women in general. Like, we couldn't have our best and be our best. Nobody's gonna pull this girl to the side and comb down those flyaways? An Olympic champion! A fucking Gold medalist— a perfect representation of the fact that America can't let black American women be “all the way the best”. Something looks wrong! I don't hate white people. But now I'm like… … … …Why do they hate us? Ahem. {Enter The Multiverse} After an intense round of furious masturbation, I had the sudden onset feeling that I may have written something interesting over the last 3 months. … Mm…perhaps….maybe. —but first, some heavy deep cleaning. I don't like the way it smells in here. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. Sleep on it Sure. Maybe we omit everything about race? Probably. Could just put that with— —with the other race war stuff. Probably should. Maybe just release the uncensored copy on the Skrillex podcast where it might be more well received? Probably that. Yeah. The Complex Collective © is committed to serving the independent artist community by providing a safe and welcoming environment, performance opportunities, rehearsal spaces, and outlets in which they can grow, enhance their skills and master their craft, and create bonds with one another, to form friendships, professional connections and networking opportunities outside of the restrictions and limitations of social media, mass surveillance, and algorithmic privilege/ preference tactics governed by corporate media enterprises without judgement or interference by outside influence, while creating an open-concept and free-form space as an artistic springboard and color-palate for all artists wishing to expand each's own mindset to involve out-of-the box thinking, outer consciousness, awareness, inner peace, and overall health and wellbeing, promoting a clean, modern and evolved, hyperrealistic lifestyle. The Complex Collective © is open to writers, musicians, graphic and visual artists, filmmakers, fashion designers, spiritual enthusiasts, world travelers, and others seeking a safe space to bond, heal, and create through collaboration, exploration, and self improvement. Up Next: Re-examining mental health conditions which affect those facing poverty or at risk environmental circumstances. Killing Me Softly is an organization established to help de-victimize and support survivors of un/reported violent crimes; an answer and antithesis to the #metoo movement, Killing Me Softly promotes the ideology of the safety in anonymity, as survivors of violent crimes often forego seeking traditional treatment or filing reports against such violence in fear or persecution or retaliation. Historically, reporters of violent crimes (particularly against women) are met with accusations of falsifying or fabrication, social exclusion, defamation of character, and even revenge and punishment enacted by the perpetrator of such crimes in defense– which in today's current justice system has proven to derail survivors livelihoods, wellbeing, and put their safety at risk. 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The space will be used to hold flea markets, host seminars, community meetings, and lectures, as well as provide an operational and practical multimedia space to screen films, stage plays, musicals, and other theatrical productions, as well as host musical events and artists, such as DJs and live bands, poetry readings, dance recitals and other community geared events. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] The Complex Collective © COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. {We appreciate your time, charitable donations & support.} [Thank You.] gofundme.com/thecomplexcollective givebutter.com/thefestivalproject Sometimes no matter what you do Black is ugly It don't matter— That's just the way things are Dark skin, negro hair, brown eyes You must grow to understand that to the oppotite race, Those things are lesser than We love blonde With blue eyes preferably And only a hint of olive in the lightest skin tone We like a carefree, fun loving girl Who doesn't worry about trauma She doesn't worry about oppression Or the right hair Because the “right” hair grows out of her head There's just something too harsh for us About dark skin And dark eyes There's something so intense about Frizzy hair And black features That we cost ourselves hundreds in “Beautification” to look like them So they respect us more While inwardly, they become relieved That they don't have to spend money on Weaves and wigs and when they wear braids It's a costume Or a statement piece Not a way of life Because it has to be To Submit Your Artist Portfolio, Track or Demo for distribution on our record label, please contact: Email Us At: festivalproject.tv@gmail.com For Membership Information and Opportunities, please visit http://thefestivalproject.bandzoogle.com

Got kids headed off to school for the first time? Thinking your kid needs prepped for pre-k? Morbidly curious about how ugly of a crier you'll be at the first day drop off? Matt & Tim are here to answer all your questions from pre-k and beyond - like, what's with that "T" in kindergarten? The Germans, really? The beer's enough, we don't need the spellings. Get a download on early childhood education from two guys with no formal training, but all the misplaced confidence to share their perspectives. Plus, are neighborhood schools destined for the history books? The guys cover some local headlines that could be playing out in your community. And what does the perfect Presidential ticket look like - for a 5 year old? We offer critical insight.

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In this compelling and heartfelt video, we follow the story of a brave woman who struggled with childhood obesity. Facing numerous health challenges and emotional struggles, she made the courageous decision to undergo weight loss surgery. Tawny shares her ourney leading up to the surgery, the procedure itself, and the transformative aftermath. LINKS: Personal IG: @vyr.graves  ⁠https://www.instagram.com/vyr.graves?igsh=MTR2azdydnJubjFobw==⁠ Weightloss IG: @azmodaius  ⁠https://www.instagram.com/azmodaius?igsh=MW0zeDgwNXE5aWJ3aQ==⁠ Info about VSG:⁠https://www.pennmedicine.org/for-patients-and-visitors/find-a-program-or-service/bariatric-surgery/procedures/sleeve-gastrectomy⁠ If you have a unique story you'd like to share on the podcast, please fill out this form: https://forms.gle/ZiHgdoK4PLRAddiB9 or send an email to wereallinsanepodcast@gmail.com Business Inquiries please contact: weareallinsane@outloudtalent.com

After college, Richard Hubbard felt hopeless. It was a stressful time looking for a steady job, he wasn't moving as much as he did in college, and he loved candy and junk food - not a great combination for a web and graphic designer who would spend hours sitting at his desk during the day. Rich also avoided doctors because he didn't need a doctor to tell him what he already knew. He was nearing 350 pounds and destined to a life of medications if he didn't make changes. Ironically, it was a doctor and a mandatory physical that changed everything. Well, it wasn't the doctor as much as it was Rich's desire to research the best way to reverse his hypertension. That solution? You guessed it…a plant-forward diet. In one year, Richard lost over 120 pounds. Since then he has gone on to lose at least 30 more and he's become a lean, mean, muscle machine with a whole foods, plant-based approach.Today, he shares his formula for lasting weight loss with nutrient-dense meals, batch cooking, and reducing sodium intake for optimal health and blood pressure. He is passionate about giving back to the community and has even become a nutrition coach and an author. His book A Plant Based Journey To Health: From Morbidly Obese To Plant-Based Athlete is available now. Episode WebpageWatch the Episode on YouTubeUpcoming Events:Register for Plant-Stock August 16th-18th, 2024: https://liveplantstrong.com/ Sedona Retreat - October 8th-13th, 2024 https://plantstrongfoods.com/pages/2024-sedona-retreat COMPLEMENT: Use code PLANTSTRONG for 30% off at https://lovecomplement.com/pages/plantstrong-special-offer Leave Us a Voicemail QuestionLeave us a voicemail: https://www.speakpipe.com/plantstrong Follow PLANTSTRONG and Rip Esselstynhttps://plantstrongfoods.com/ https://www.facebook.com/GoPlantstrong https://www.instagram.com/goplantstrong/https://www.instagram.com/ripesselstyn/ Let Us Help Your PLANTSTRONG JourneyUse Code: PSSUMMER20 for $20 off Annual Subscription at https://home.mealplanner.plantstrong.com/ https://myplantstrong.com/b/trailblazer Follow the PLANTSTRONG Podcast and Give the Show a 5-star RatingApple PodcastsSpotifyTheme Music for Episodehttps://app.soundstripe.com/songs/10845

The Liberals are just now realizing that they have been morbidly obtuse about all of the denial, lies, and projecting they have been doing for the last 4 years. How do politicians, diplomats, the media, and even the human rights community keep us politically ignorant, docile, and passive – a collective mindset that prevents us from challenging their power and the status quo they benefit from? The answer is by constantly misrepresenting reality to us and their role in shaping it. It's been previously performed successfully because they have gaslighted us by flaunting the pretense of creating a better world, however, it's an illusion now falling apart. Tonight on Ground Zero (7-10 pm, pacific time), Clyde Lewis talks with political analyst, David Knight about CHEAP FAKE! THE ART OF BEING MORBIDLY OBTUSE. Listen Live: https://groundzero.radio Archived Shows: https://aftermath.media

Deciding to transform your health and life takes a whole lot of courage. It is not an easy task to finally take that first step; but just because it is hard, doesn't mean it is impossible. This episode's guest is living proof of that. Morbidly obese at 15, it took a vast amount of emotions and strength for Dai Manuel to muster the courage to finally make a change in his life. Now, he is an award-winning digital thought leader and author who has mastered leading by example, always staying true to his values of Fitness, Family, Faith, Finances, and FUN. Today, he joins Corinna Bellizzi to share his journey and the 2% solution that pushed him to ultimately transform his life. Find out what this is and you'll be amazed by how small things can make the most progress.Key takeaways from this episode:The 2% Solution: 30 minutes to transform your lifeTools to achieve health and fitness goalsHealth smoothie recipesThe importance of mindset to a wellness journeyGuest Social Links:Website: https://www.daimanuel.comLinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/daimanuelInstagram: http://www.instagram.com/daimanuelFacebook: http://www.facebook.com/daimanuelYouTube: http://www.youtube.com/@DaiManuelOfficialTikTok: http://www.tiktok.com/daimanuelPinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/daimanuel

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Morbidly Yours: A Steamy Romantic Comedy by Ivy Fairbanks  Callum Flannelly would rather dive into an open grave than take a stranger to dinner and a movie. But he can only inherit the family undertaking business and carry on their legacy under one condition: He must marry before his 35th birthday. So it's out of the mortuary and into the dating scene. Lark Thompson would rather get crushed by a falling anvil than live next to a funeral home during her stay in Galway, Ireland. The vivacious American cartoon creator and animator came here to embrace life, not be reminded of losing her husband. When Lark learns of Callum's dilemma and aversion to marrying out of necessity rather than love, she agrees to help the introverted mortician. But as the dating project progresses and their friendship grows, so does a mutual attraction.  If they think it's possible to ignore their connection, they're dead wrong.  How did we rate it? What did we think? Find out on this episode of diktok. https://www.instagram.com/diktokpod/

So, Donald Trump won Iowa. A crazed billionaire who wants to “suspend the constitution“ and claims the right to a murder his political enemies. It doesn't have to be this way. Also the GOP immigration/border scam revealed. Is Greg Abbott's humanity nonexistent? From fantasizing about shooting people on the border to allowing children and their mom to drown. Wait a minute. Judge Eileen Cannon‘s husband works for a New York mob boss who is a Trump donor in front of Trump? Wisdom School Alert! Is sauna therapy built into our genes? See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

We finally got to have a chat with Morbidly Beautiful's own EIC, Stephanie Malone to talk X-Mas horror, 2023 best/worst, the website & lots of other topics!   Part of the Morbidly Beautiful Podcasting Network! Go to the all-new www.aaspookshow.com & join our Patreon for bonus episodes & content over at https://www.patreon.com/aaspookshow & follow us on Twitter @AASpookshow as well as Facebook, Instagram, TikTok, Slasher & our YouTube channel by searching All-American Spookshow Podcast.  Email us at allamericanspookshow@gmail.com with questions & comments, and be sure to leave us a 5-star review on Apple Podcasts & Spotify!    LINKS:  https://linktr.ee/aaspookshow

Oh Callum, you can cut my heart out and keep it for yourself thats just how much i adore you and your sweet Irish words! Never thought i'd have a crush on an undertaker but here we are. Ivy Fairbanks you brilliant romance writer we can't wait to see what you put out next. Morbidly Yours quickly became our favorite romance of the year with its mature main characters and beautifully done dual POV. BRB we're running away to Ireland to find our own Hozier sounding romantic lovers

What's up ghouls, gals, and all of our horror lovers out there! In today's episode we are bringing back special guest Michael Modest and returning guest host B.J. Segura. Join us as we dive into our favorite horror movies, spooky paranormal stories, and more!Michael Modest is an American professional wrestler, actor, and horror movie aficionado.Follow us on all of our social media platforms:InstagramFacebookTikTok

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Sometimes it can be better to give than receive. Two olympic champion pole vaulters mutually agreed to share a gold medal so that each one would receive equal recognition for their accomplishments. Drew loved his recent electric vehicle experience, but he had to have patience when it came to recharging the battery. Even though the top ten cities deemed the most livable in the world were outside of the U.S., three of them are in North America; Canada to be specific. A young pilot for United Airlines got the chance to work with his mom on the same flight. While he was operating as the First Officer in the cockpit, his mother was the senior flight attendant serving passengers in the cabin. Obesity is a global epidemic that shortens the life and increases the misery index for millions. The best way to help someone overcome a morbidly obese condition is to approach them with compassion and  show a genuine willingness to help. A great way to start is to present them with healthier food choices and the need to begin some type of physical training they enjoy. Our wingman was a Hawaiian hero who rescued a group of people from a marauding wildfire.

My next guest is a Life Coach, Speaker, Author, and Musician. Morbidly obese at 430 pounds, Jim Trick was trapped in a life, body, and mindset from which he thought there was no escape. Now over 220 pounds lighter, Trick has devoted his life to empowering individuals, companies, and organizations to change what's possible.   We've all heard people say, “I know what to do, but I don't do it.” Jim eradicates that statement and provides a powerful, fresh, and effective methodology for change. Because we all deserve to live a life we don't want to escape from.   In this episode, Jim shares his story of how mindset and discipline changed his life in just nine months, masculinity and vulnerability in men, and how he discovered the discipline of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.   To learn more about Jim, visit https://www.jimtrick.com/ and follow him on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jim_trick/    My White Belt Jiu-Jitsu: https://www.mywhitebelt.com/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/mywhitebelt/  Newsletter sign up: https://linktr.ee/Mywhitebelt   Mentioned in this episode: Tom DeBlass https://www.instagram.com/tomdeblass/ How You Bear It: Triumph and Resiliency in Life https://linktr.ee/tomdeblassjiujitsu Documentary: Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead   Have a podcast topic suggestion for upcoming episodes? Email me at kate@holistichealthcollab.com   If you want to connect to others on the health and wellness journey or if you want a safe space to learn more about holistic health and the different modalities, come join our Facebook group at Empowered Health: Connection and Community through Holistic Health   Want to get general hints and tips about your health? Head on over to Instagram and follow @holistichealthcollab   Podcast edited and managed by Haili Murch LLC.   If you are interested in starting a podcast or you are currently a podcaster needing help managing or relaunching your podcast, you may email Haili Murch at hello@hailimurch.com or you can click here to book a call: https://calendly.com/hailimurch/podcast-discovery-call

Welcome to Where Is My Mind? A podcast about how we can better look after our heads and our hearts in the head-melty chaos of the modern world.  Have you ever wondered why you're so obsessed with true crime? Or why you love being absolutely scared sh*tless by the latest terrifying blockbuster? It's because we all have this thing called morbid curiosity, a natural interest in the dark, unpleasant parts of life.  Niall is joined by Coltan Scrivner, a Research Scientist at the Recreational Fear Lab at Aarhus University who is carrying out pioneering research in the psychology of morbid curiosity. He is also joined by TV personality and dedicated true crime fan Muireann O'Connell, who tells us why she loves the genre but why she also had to take a break from it for a time last year. Niall speaks to both about why we're so drawn to the darkness, how we can sometimes find it enjoyable and what we can learn from consuming real or fictional dangerous situations.  There are some sensitive topics discussed in this episode, so please take care.  Follow Niall on IG @bressie, TikTok @niallbreslin, FB @whereismymindpodcast and Twitter @nbrez and visit his website: www.niallbreslin.com. Where is My Mind? is brought to you by BetterHelp. Give online therapy a try and get 10% off your first month at betterhelp.com/mymind  Click this link for a list of current sponsors and discount codes for this show and all Lemonada shows lemonadamedia.com/sponsors. A big thank you to Lemonada Media for welcoming us to the family. Stay up to date with Lemonada Media on Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram at @LemonadaMedia. Check out our 31 Days Of Mindfulness on Lemonada Premium. Joining Lemonada Premium is a great way to support our show and get bonus content. Subscribe today at bit.ly/lemonadapremium. If you or someone you know is struggling emotionally or feeling hopeless, it's important to talk to someone about it now. You can contact one of the resources below for free.  In Ireland/U.K.: https://www.samaritans.org/ In the U.S.: https://988lifeline.org/ See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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On today's episode the gang discusses: 1) Dove Soap Calls For Morbidly Obese Representation at The Oscars 2) Drew Barrymore Virtue Signals by Bowing Down to Dylan Mulvaney 3) Iggy Azalea Defends Her OnlyFans Page in Twitter Feud With Isabella Riley 4) Lil Nas X Tells Trans Joke, Instantly Bends The Knee to Fake Outrage Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Amy Jo Holcomb is a busy wife, mother, small business owner, health coach, and high school and college English teacher. She and her husband Rush have been married 25 years and their son was just married last summer, so today they're enjoying being empty nesters. Four years ago, Amy Jo had struggled just enjoying life and keeping up with her many responsibilities was overwhelming. She was ballooning back up to her all time highest weight of 300 lbs and suffering from debilitating nerve pain from a hip injury that led to labral repair surgery in December of 2016. Morbidly obese her entire adult life, she gave IF a try in January of 2020 after two coworkers had been doing a version of it through a program sponsored by their school's insurance. The rest, as they say, is history. Since IF day one on January 6, 2020, Amy Jo has lost 92 pounds and is no longer in pain or taking strong meds that helped her merely function daily. She is living her life and coaching others in how to make intermittent fasting their forever lifestyle. To join Amy Jo's FB support group, please visit the link below:https://www.facebook.com/groups/644220823197960/Support the showhttps://fastandfabulouspodcast.com

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Got Faded Japan ep 674 In the year 2023, Got Faded Japan partied like it was 1999 but soon returned back to the future without their fearless co-host, Tom. Tom, lost is a morbid space-time limbo made friends and had excellent adventures where he desperately searched to find his naturel time in our world. This, Faders and a whole lot more is on GFJ episode 674. In this week's news: Man fakes his own murder to get out of working on the weekend, perv pyro has fuming fingers to peep panties, man learns the valuable lesson “never ever party with an ex-wife”. All this and a whole lot more on episode 674!      FADE ON!   -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Supporting GOT FADED JAPAN ON PATREON directly supports keeping this show going and fueled with booze, seriously could you imagine the show sober?? Neither can we! SUPPORT GFJ at: https://www.patreon.com/gotfadedjapan   -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- CHECK OUT OUR SPONSORS AND SUPPORT THE SHOW!!!!   1. THE SPILT INK: Experience art, buy art and get some original art commissioned at: SITE: https://www.thespiltink.com NFT: https://rarible.com/thespiltink ETSY: https://www.etsy.com/shop/TheSpiltInk?ref=hdr_shop_menu --------------------------------------------------------------------------------  2. Soul Food House https://soulfoodhouse.comAddress:2-chōme−8−10 | Azabujūban | Tokyo | 106-0045 Phone:03-5765-2148 Email:info@soulfoodhouse.com Location Features:You can reach Soul Food House from either the Oedo Line (get off at Azabujuban Station and it's a 7-minute walk) or the Namboku Line (get off at Azabujuban Station and it's a 6-minute walk). --------------------------------------------------------------------------------  3. Ghost Town Pomade FADE IN STYLE with Ghost Town Pomade.Get yours today by contacting: ghosttownpomade@gmail.com  -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 4. MITSUYA LIQUOR in ASAGAYA: 1　Chome- 13 -17 Asagayaminami, Suginami Tokyo 166-0004　 Tel & Fax: 0303314-6151Email: saketoyou0328@gmail.com --------------------------------------------------------------------------------   5. Harry's Sandwich Company 1 min walk from Takeshita Street in HarajukuCall 050-5329-7203 Address: 〒150-0001 Tokyo, Shibuya City, Jingumae, 1 Chome−16−7 MSビル 3F https://www.facebook.com/harryssandwichco/ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 6. Share Residence MUSOCO “It's a share house that has all that you need and a lot more!” - Located 30 minutes form Shibuya and Yokohama - Affordable rent - Gym - BAR! - Massive kitchen - Cozy lounge space - Office work units - A spacious deck for chilling - DJ booth and club space - Barber space - AND MORE! Get more info and move in at: https://sharedesign.co.jp/en/property.php?id=42&property=musaco&fbclid=IwAR3oYvB-a3_nzKcBG0gSdPQzxvFaWVWsi1d1xKLtYBnq8IS2uLqe6z9L6kY -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- GET YOURSELF SOME GOT FADED JAPAN MERCH TODAY!!! We have T-Shirts, COFFEE Mugs, Stickers, even the GFJ official pants! BUY NOW AND SUPPORT THE SHOW: http://www.redbubble.com/people/thespiltink/works/16870492-got-faded-japan-podcast  -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Got Faded Japan Podcast gives listeners a glimpse of the most interesting side of Japan's news, culture, peoples, parties, and all around mischief and mayhem. Hosted by Johnny and Jeremy who adds opinions and otherwise drunken bullshit to the mix. We LOVE JAPAN AND SO DO YOU! Send us an email on Facebook or hell man, just tell a friend & post a link to keep this pod rolllin' Fader! Kanpai mofos! #japan #japantalk #japanpodcast #gotfadedjapan  

Visit http://www.ottogrills.com/ and use the code “mdshawnbaker” for additional 5% off. Alan improved training recovery, was able to train longer and more often, increasing weekly run miles to 65, experienced muscle growth, reduced bloating and digestive issues, improved hair color, sustained energy to run 4 hours fasted, improved marathon time by 28.5 minutes in one year, and qualified for Boston Marathon. He does not do carb loading for racing, is not constantly hungry, his sweet addiction is gone, and his skin tolerates the sun better. He has also seen improvement in sleep and his mood and temperament are better. For Alan, living plant free is the fountain of youth. Timestamps: 00:00 Trailer 00:39 Introduction 03:16 Calorie counting 05:37 Exploring diets for health 07:17 Cholesterol and heart attacks 08:53 Carnivore diet is fountain of youth 11:10 Muscles on the carnivore diet 12:11 Recovery on carnivore diet 13:27 How much improvement is significant? 14:47 Do we need carbs to train? 16:39 Keto versus carnivore performance 18:43 Fiber and constipation 19:48 Grass-finished beef, organ meats 21:24 Cravings on carnivore diet 23:13 Dietary guidelines 25:21 Setting the example 27:43 Morbidly obese people in church 29:28 Family and carnivore diet 30:54 Cholesterol and cardiac disease risk 33:41 The consequences of our health choices 36:37 Quality of life 38:03 Avoiding nursing homes on the carnivore diet 39:23 Mental health on the carnivore diet 41:21 Diet in juvenile detention centers 43:01 Diet as a contributor to improved physical performance 45:31 Electrolytes 46:42 Running first ultra marathon 48:39 Are we crazy? See open positions at Revero: https://jobs.lever.co/Revero/ Join Carnivore Diet for a free 30 day trial: https://carnivore.diet/join/ Book a Carnivore Coach: https://carnivore.diet/book-a-coach/ Carnivore Shirts: https://merch.carnivore.diet Subscribe to our Newsletter: https://carnivore.diet/subscribe/ . ‪#revero #shawnbaker #Carnivorediet #MeatHeals #HealthCreation   #humanfood #AnimalBased #ZeroCarb #DietCoach  #FatAdapted #Carnivore #sugarfree  ‪

Chuck Carroll is truly “The Weight Loss Champion” and host of the wildly popular podcast, The Exam Room™. At his heaviest, Chuck weighed 420 pounds and had amassed a 66-inch waist while requiring a size 6xl shirt. At just 5-foot-6, his tiny frame struggled to support his enormous figure. A severe food addiction continued to fuel an unhealthy lifestyle as his waist expanded at such a pace that soon it would outgrow even the big and tall catalog. Yet, he convinced himself that he needed to continue down that path to remain a personality on radio station BIG 100.3 (WBIG-FM) in Washington, DC. During this episode of the Health Science Podcast show, Dr. Frank Sabatino and Chuck Carroll go deep into addiction, dealing with life after weight loss surgery, nerding out on the science of food, the spiritual side of eating a plant exclusive diet and the long-term benefits to one's health, the planet, and the animals through a change in what's on the end of the fork. Full post: http://www.healthscience.org/podcast/004-Chuck-Carroll 

Welcome back to SELF+MADE everyone! I am so excited to have this amazing guest Tyler Whitman on my podcast.  You all might know Tyler Whitman from Million Dollar Listing NYC but what you may not know is his 20+ years of different journeys from being raised in a small Southern town, to being obese and being relentless teased as a kid to losing all the weight and shifting to an addiction with alcohol. Tyler has been through it all and he is here to share his story.  We have a great conversation about his struggle with weight, alcohol and how he pushed through and embraced his own personal development to thrive now more than ever. We talk about many topics!  Health, wellness, addiction, sales, self development, and even a little bit about dating...Check this podcast out because you don't want to miss it!! Remember to hit that follow button and tune into new SELF+MADE content every single week.The mission is to help you GROW every single day.LFG!

We have Valdez back in action this week as he is back from South Carolina, so we talk about his vacation and his Abercrombie photo. McDonald's is genius yet again, and bringing adult Happy Meals with toys to the menu; what toy do you want? JP brought up a story on the Junkies about Dana White knowing when he will die based on biology, would you want to know when you'll die? Then we talk about all the tourist attractions in DC, and which ones we get sized for. 

We have Valdez back in action this week as he is back from South Carolina, so we talk about his vacation and his Abercrombie photo. McDonald's is genius yet again, and bringing adult Happy Meals with toys to the menu; what toy do you want? JP brought up a story on the Junkies about Dana White knowing when he will die based on biology, would you want to know when you'll die? Then we talk about all the tourist attractions in DC, and which ones we get sized for. 

The boys learn of the GaS Digital slush fund, Chris from Brooklyn wants to get into falconry, Saudi Arabia is building a dystopian settlement, Vince McMahon retires with a mixed bag, Stanley's cat takes him on an emotional roller coaster, and a white rapper from Atlanta leaves us shook.Air Date: 7/28/22Support Our Sponsors!RockAuto.comHigh Society Radio is 3 native New Yorkers who started from the bottom and didn't raise up much. That's not the point, if you enjoy a sideways view on technology, current events, or just an in depth analysis of action movies from 2006 this is the show for you.Chris Stanley is the on air producer for Bennington on Sirius XM.Bronx Johnny was a fixture on the Ron and Fez Show and is currently shaping the minds of children as an educator.Chris from Brooklyn is a lifelong street urchin, a former head chef and current retiree.https://twitter.com/ChrisFromBklynEngineer: Teona SashaExecutive Producer: Alec AlaggioSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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