Podcasts about nothings

Suddenly, as I looked up from my makeshift workspace, where I had been toiling away for hours at seemingly nothing—I realized the world was full of everything I'd ever wanted to fuck; something primal and ancient had been awakening within me and I was left in a dangerous volitile position, drifting somewhere between reckless promiscuity in a sexual escapade—and the pseudo-conservative now-only partially celibate maiden form of fantasy—there wasn't anything I could do but wait inside my tragic box for some unassuming old soul to finally open the gate—and allow whatever devious and fiending hedonistic godbeing —though never fully lying dormant, entrapped and imprisoned in a loveless and sexless prison. You might recognize me. You Know, I was one of the original Kings of comedy. If I put my heart inside a box; Maybe I'd forget how cold it was Or how far you are Or how much it hurts There's no harm in God, If there ever was one Then, reality sets in: God was my only friend No armor on, I'm at the end Or a long, long walk I'm off again And on again Nothing's impossible— stop at the alter and scoff a bit I left my coat on, I left my heart on the rooftop, A sacrifice, love At the alter, I wonder a song, Or a sonnet A song, No, what's wrong? Something off a bit God, I woke up in a coffin once Isn't that awful The rest or the song wrote itself, At the alter No, I can't stop and talk Got to get off, Cause I've never been on I've never belonged in the world I'm breaking down, jim boy Don't you know? That this show blows my mind But it's stuck in my head Don't you know That this show Blows my mind Like a firework But it's still Stuck in my Head The context is that I want you From the mustache Down to your tonsils But I'm Locke inside of a box Every day I feel poorer and poorer The product says something is wrong to me I'm supposed to just stop at the stop sign And look both directions Before crossing over to Comic nights At the salad bar What a cosmic waste of time And an epic waste of space Am I in your internet history I'm dead You surely are in mine, But I'm right behind you I'd be lying for trying to say I'm not binded Clutch bag, Nut-thins Nailed to the cross With the arches doubled over The crossword Above old Missouri Missoula and Arkansas All saw us run out of gas But I probably should just get going You're so drunk that I don't hope you sober up Understand that our little talks Were just buffered By sunrise Or sunset And two more cocktails, Shirley temples and Surely none of this ever even happened I only know you by the misery in my belly. The heartache in my ribcage. The cry I hold in silent I only know you as Remarkable I, House of cards Ace of wands Down to one Card of hades and Spare me the spade I'll be drifting in the outline and ink of it forever It's the Fourth of July and I'm just waiting on an Amazon order for water If that's not freedom I don't k me what is The elevator music Of my ascension The attitude of attraction, Gratitude, it's so unusual Fight to lose, In a room full of fools; The fuse, and the matchbox— Futile—amusing— Tunes from a hatchback Keys in the lockbox What you want, From the problem solver? That's enough; Now she's out of the box In just socks, And they laugh at her— But also wonder Where her shoes might have gone to There's a lot of ways to get out of a big black duffel bag, You just have to ask, actually But there's only one To get out of the coffin, Or “Box” as they called it, That she was locked up in Futile—amusing— Tunes from a hatchback Keys in the lockbox What you want, From the problem solver? That's enough; Now she's out of the box In just socks, And they laugh at her— But also wonder Where her shoes might have gone to I won't got no business in the business I unplug the plug because I'm finish Just because my skin they think I'm niggas But that disrespect because I isn't You disrespected me Put the emphasis in neglect Synthesis? Sympathies Put some respect on my name Before I put some facts in these flames Making me famous But you don't play me Picking up packages Trying to play me I am the president bitch Not the lady Okay Scratch my back With a metal spatula Take a step back, this is not your world Take a step back While I skip forward This is snitch territory; You should be very aware of me Beware If that's didn't scare you Just stay right there I'm in weight class: BEAR Flying first class air with howling thunderous winds and much hacking, “TIMOTHY THE GIANT CAT” dislodges a Omg dislodges a what? I have no idea that's all that was there. omg. My mother must've known something about me I couldn't have; My mother must have given me her monster But this monster knows better. Even just the profile is an irritant for now; Unsure, meditterenian, Overgrown pantheons turned to ruins What happened was harder, Turbulence I've been good, Golden even But this computer wants me gone And now, Aggravated Assault with a program Who would have thought the forth world war would be fought With our own thoughts? No one. Hm. Even just a glimpse and imm angrier than I've ever been. Still something creeps like the Harvard doctor Or the burning fire Or the flicker of just a thought A meadowlark and still Vines at the bottom of the spring In the pantheon Rhythms and rythms and Now I remember why were blowing up the counterparts Shut up, And pay your taxes Nothing to see here, bottoms up. But it's only 9 and half a clock Remember Sonny, would ya Now we're all obscure in the shadowbox Fix you up a seller Shortly temple soda Surely something lingers Sure enough The forest, And the father And the omen And the harpist And the seeker And the shadow And the wonder And the alter Therefore, Who art thou Therefore, who, Arthur What a wonderful tragedy, Mr. Lin He said, “I thought you'd though so” I say, “Prayers answered and nothing less Than just in the nick of time, For nickel backs And Pennie's picked up, Now in capsules Who you are, I falter But nevertheless A songbird” What a vow, God. I try to keep my promises But my face is still wilted And awkward I take those punches Just about as well As the bag I've become Downstairs, embankments And more shadow boxes Gift, valentines And then now By Fourth of July I should be quite the disappointment To just about everyone Who even had a thought about her There are no more colors Just wounds, And salt shakers, Garlic and Slamming doors Art throbs And heart connesuiers And curators Existential crisis And inward turmoil Oil on canvas Blood spills Long before it ever boils Cauldrons Candle marks Ought, with my eye out Out, with the harpists! I put my eye on, Dose now, Flicker flames, Shadow box Goodnight drunken soldier Pity this, I want to sleep, but wither I want to weep, but am watched I must be under some kind of… Umbrella. I bust me under some kind of — Possession. I must be under surveillance The Devil's in the neighbor The proof is in the pudding I want to punch the possum Or wombat Or what you would call a rodent Dressed as some dumb girl I'm sure she gets paid by the poem To poke and prod But I've written symphonies next door While she plants the seeds of the devil's words And still tries to force conformity In a neighborhood riddled with disease Of which includes her Poor habits and lack of personality No vibration after all But I've hydrated perfectly And circumstances permit, Again, I've written symphonies and never ending sagas in the bathtub While you threaten to pull the plug And put the light out I beg you to watch me Rip my veins apart with box cutters And razorblades Then again, Probably with glee, The whites would watch Another black in agony They seem to really like that Then again The blacks, the shadows Cursed beats Seem to rip each other into pieces As if for entertainment or otherwise Watch this They seem to hate each other moredoes Anybody else actually hate them also And therefore I watch pitifully and become Respectfully disengaged As I am sorted into Creatures of the agony, abyss and wisdom old A tale as old as time and still Something forgotten, Even still It is a man's war, And us as women are just Objects, Then whatever lurks next door is more An empty body or a shell Than ever more a woman was That was my husband you stole from the office. Fucking dumb whore. Then again; What never was owned Then cannot be stolen See golden brotherhood, Crepes and popes, Sacred pipes Cerulean, And keeping her out of our concepts And gardens Planting seeds of choking mongrels And still here We dance in the meadowlarks song And the chosen fountain The blue rays of sun, And the wonder's bow and arrow Again, I call? Well, again I wake As lover does not call But yet I to answer with a song of words And heart of such A song of one to call for But nothing lays more secret then These eyes and filled with pains A wound, salted A bullet, And gillotine Ouch Get out, God. Listen, mister listen A couple hours later And my eyes are steady getting misty Filled with sweat and bears No blood yet Stings my eyes So you know I ain't been eating right And eyes o. Irish Hash and cabbage Checks to cash And slight advantage God help us all If the brim of the hat is dripping And I'm gripping these quarts as I sleep And thinking of Jimmy Croissants fresher baked in the oven Then somebody better love my son Before I go and end the world And pull the plug I ain't got nothing left for em but diamonds! I left forums unanswered I started a lot of unfinished problems But the thing is, I'm almost sure they're already solved Considering as alcoholism's a solvent It cams hurt the hard boards And mother drives The tears are filled with sweat And fountains Somebody else should call it in I'm in so much trouble with the network Thanks a lot, you algorithm fucking Cocksuck programmers Now my heart hurts And soul is vanished How hard do I have to run To go and catch her I looked 15 years into the past And found a wheeelbarrow and basket I have got to get out of here I have got to get out of here Here the coroner comes for Debbie Cadaver But I'm still her, huh Aren't I? Run! You fucking Irish bastard Perfectly tan and yet still, stark white Perfectly golden and still, I'm on numbers Perfectly parished, And still I went backwards A wedding or funeral? All catholic, no services No difference at all And still Nothings worse than Indifference I'm in so much trouble with the network Be king in the nexrophiliac And still I left the golden metropolis For nothing but a metro card and Simple segregative diversity tactics I wanted the heartland! Still, Irish bastard Wish hash and cabbage I've got to get out of here Pushing a basket Abandonment And Fatal attraction You can't sell me anything If I can't buy it Recovery day But I don't feel like it Muscles tired, I'm elastic Send them to the band camp (White lion) I'm elastic Twists and turns and I'm elastic Double up, Double up I'm elastic Twists and turns and There's vampires Don't feel like it Double up double up I'm elastic Take a lesson This is tragic Double up double up I promise, it is personal not business It's professional, no promises now On the radio tower Spread it out Or just hijinx it I mix drinks with hindsight I'm elastic Lesson learned and Twists and turns Between the fireman and the super Someone left a stench And an energy marker in my room That left me clawing at my “Do not touch” money And it hit below the belt. It was all God's comedy, But not in the least funny, I knew I didn't like the super really for whatever reason But even after he left to check the Fire defectors His stench lingered over the smell of the forgotten smoke And I woke up from a nightmare As if I'd lost control When normally, I know imm dreaming with Enough time to change things Before they spiral out of control— And the worst part, I didn't remember the dream at all besides Waking up, finally at the end Realizing it was a dream and telling myself It was okay, because now I could just wake up But it wasn't okay, and I blamed the super And whatever he brought with him For lingering in my space Which didn't really feel like mine anymore, anyways, Because the neighbor was evil as they come And they were always playing mind games in the building And the motorcycles And really I deserved better But I couldn't afford it And because I couldn't afford it The demons were always lurking Trying to penetrate my space And they did, that day And it was God's comedy But it wasn't funny And it lingered And the nightmares And the motorcycles was a years long nightmare indeed And hey, At least I got some new music. I realized my show might be the only place my “remixes” might ever see the light of day or have ears other than mine; I couldn't afford the permissions and licenses for most of the music I wanted to remix— nor did I have the energy or the funds to secure the means to come across them. And so, it might have been a good idea to start working; I emptied my bank accounts with intention, with a kind of understanding that it didn't matter at all anyway. Kind of nothing mattered, because there was no real money involved— and I had, in fact stumbled upon the opportunity in a suicidal spiral of desperation, being somewhat hopelessly lost at random in what I thought was Williamsburg; it wasn't, I had apparently walked around Brooklyn in an extremely large loop for about an hour before I realized I might be going in the wrong direction because I couldn't see Manhattan anymore, I didn't care. It was probably 77 or something degrees but with the New York humidity it felt like 90, and I was wearing a head to toe full body sauna suit trying to recover from the end of the month's rations of beans, rice, and literally whatever the fuck I really wanted, because it was really also whatever the fuck I could afford without running out of food for the month before my card reloaded. Thinking I should just die, and in the same very moment stumbling across an opportunity that wasn't nessarily a job, but could easily lead to one— and so, after paying my internet bill, I plunged and poured nearly every last cent I had left over Into what? Idk it just ends there. Goddamnit. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

Suddenly, as I looked up from my makeshift workspace, where I had been toiling away for hours at seemingly nothing—I realized the world was full of everything I'd ever wanted to fuck; something primal and ancient had been awakening within me and I was left in a dangerous volitile position, drifting somewhere between reckless promiscuity in a sexual escapade—and the pseudo-conservative now-only partially celibate maiden form of fantasy—there wasn't anything I could do but wait inside my tragic box for some unassuming old soul to finally open the gate—and allow whatever devious and fiending hedonistic godbeing —though never fully lying dormant, entrapped and imprisoned in a loveless and sexless prison. You might recognize me. You Know, I was one of the original Kings of comedy. If I put my heart inside a box; Maybe I'd forget how cold it was Or how far you are Or how much it hurts There's no harm in God, If there ever was one Then, reality sets in: God was my only friend No armor on, I'm at the end Or a long, long walk I'm off again And on again Nothing's impossible— stop at the alter and scoff a bit I left my coat on, I left my heart on the rooftop, A sacrifice, love At the alter, I wonder a song, Or a sonnet A song, No, what's wrong? Something off a bit God, I woke up in a coffin once Isn't that awful The rest or the song wrote itself, At the alter No, I can't stop and talk Got to get off, Cause I've never been on I've never belonged in the world I'm breaking down, jim boy Don't you know? That this show blows my mind But it's stuck in my head Don't you know That this show Blows my mind Like a firework But it's still Stuck in my Head The context is that I want you From the mustache Down to your tonsils But I'm Locke inside of a box Every day I feel poorer and poorer The product says something is wrong to me I'm supposed to just stop at the stop sign And look both directions Before crossing over to Comic nights At the salad bar What a cosmic waste of time And an epic waste of space Am I in your internet history I'm dead You surely are in mine, But I'm right behind you I'd be lying for trying to say I'm not binded Clutch bag, Nut-thins Nailed to the cross With the arches doubled over The crossword Above old Missouri Missoula and Arkansas All saw us run out of gas But I probably should just get going You're so drunk that I don't hope you sober up Understand that our little talks Were just buffered By sunrise Or sunset And two more cocktails, Shirley temples and Surely none of this ever even happened I only know you by the misery in my belly. The heartache in my ribcage. The cry I hold in silent I only know you as Remarkable I, House of cards Ace of wands Down to one Card of hades and Spare me the spade I'll be drifting in the outline and ink of it forever It's the Fourth of July and I'm just waiting on an Amazon order for water If that's not freedom I don't k me what is The elevator music Of my ascension The attitude of attraction, Gratitude, it's so unusual Fight to lose, In a room full of fools; The fuse, and the matchbox— Futile—amusing— Tunes from a hatchback Keys in the lockbox What you want, From the problem solver? That's enough; Now she's out of the box In just socks, And they laugh at her— But also wonder Where her shoes might have gone to There's a lot of ways to get out of a big black duffel bag, You just have to ask, actually But there's only one To get out of the coffin, Or “Box” as they called it, That she was locked up in Futile—amusing— Tunes from a hatchback Keys in the lockbox What you want, From the problem solver? That's enough; Now she's out of the box In just socks, And they laugh at her— But also wonder Where her shoes might have gone to I won't got no business in the business I unplug the plug because I'm finish Just because my skin they think I'm niggas But that disrespect because I isn't You disrespected me Put the emphasis in neglect Synthesis? Sympathies Put some respect on my name Before I put some facts in these flames Making me famous But you don't play me Picking up packages Trying to play me I am the president bitch Not the lady Okay Scratch my back With a metal spatula Take a step back, this is not your world Take a step back While I skip forward This is snitch territory; You should be very aware of me Beware If that's didn't scare you Just stay right there I'm in weight class: BEAR Flying first class air with howling thunderous winds and much hacking, “TIMOTHY THE GIANT CAT” dislodges a Omg dislodges a what? I have no idea that's all that was there. omg. My mother must've known something about me I couldn't have; My mother must have given me her monster But this monster knows better. Even just the profile is an irritant for now; Unsure, meditterenian, Overgrown pantheons turned to ruins What happened was harder, Turbulence I've been good, Golden even But this computer wants me gone And now, Aggravated Assault with a program Who would have thought the forth world war would be fought With our own thoughts? No one. Hm. Even just a glimpse and imm angrier than I've ever been. Still something creeps like the Harvard doctor Or the burning fire Or the flicker of just a thought A meadowlark and still Vines at the bottom of the spring In the pantheon Rhythms and rythms and Now I remember why were blowing up the counterparts Shut up, And pay your taxes Nothing to see here, bottoms up. But it's only 9 and half a clock Remember Sonny, would ya Now we're all obscure in the shadowbox Fix you up a seller Shortly temple soda Surely something lingers Sure enough The forest, And the father And the omen And the harpist And the seeker And the shadow And the wonder And the alter Therefore, Who art thou Therefore, who, Arthur What a wonderful tragedy, Mr. Lin He said, “I thought you'd though so” I say, “Prayers answered and nothing less Than just in the nick of time, For nickel backs And Pennie's picked up, Now in capsules Who you are, I falter But nevertheless A songbird” What a vow, God. I try to keep my promises But my face is still wilted And awkward I take those punches Just about as well As the bag I've become Downstairs, embankments And more shadow boxes Gift, valentines And then now By Fourth of July I should be quite the disappointment To just about everyone Who even had a thought about her There are no more colors Just wounds, And salt shakers, Garlic and Slamming doors Art throbs And heart connesuiers And curators Existential crisis And inward turmoil Oil on canvas Blood spills Long before it ever boils Cauldrons Candle marks Ought, with my eye out Out, with the harpists! I put my eye on, Dose now, Flicker flames, Shadow box Goodnight drunken soldier Pity this, I want to sleep, but wither I want to weep, but am watched I must be under some kind of… Umbrella. I bust me under some kind of — Possession. I must be under surveillance The Devil's in the neighbor The proof is in the pudding I want to punch the possum Or wombat Or what you would call a rodent Dressed as some dumb girl I'm sure she gets paid by the poem To poke and prod But I've written symphonies next door While she plants the seeds of the devil's words And still tries to force conformity In a neighborhood riddled with disease Of which includes her Poor habits and lack of personality No vibration after all But I've hydrated perfectly And circumstances permit, Again, I've written symphonies and never ending sagas in the bathtub While you threaten to pull the plug And put the light out I beg you to watch me Rip my veins apart with box cutters And razorblades Then again, Probably with glee, The whites would watch Another black in agony They seem to really like that Then again The blacks, the shadows Cursed beats Seem to rip each other into pieces As if for entertainment or otherwise Watch this They seem to hate each other moredoes Anybody else actually hate them also And therefore I watch pitifully and become Respectfully disengaged As I am sorted into Creatures of the agony, abyss and wisdom old A tale as old as time and still Something forgotten, Even still It is a man's war, And us as women are just Objects, Then whatever lurks next door is more An empty body or a shell Than ever more a woman was That was my husband you stole from the office. Fucking dumb whore. Then again; What never was owned Then cannot be stolen See golden brotherhood, Crepes and popes, Sacred pipes Cerulean, And keeping her out of our concepts And gardens Planting seeds of choking mongrels And still here We dance in the meadowlarks song And the chosen fountain The blue rays of sun, And the wonder's bow and arrow Again, I call? Well, again I wake As lover does not call But yet I to answer with a song of words And heart of such A song of one to call for But nothing lays more secret then These eyes and filled with pains A wound, salted A bullet, And gillotine Ouch Get out, God. Listen, mister listen A couple hours later And my eyes are steady getting misty Filled with sweat and bears No blood yet Stings my eyes So you know I ain't been eating right And eyes o. Irish Hash and cabbage Checks to cash And slight advantage God help us all If the brim of the hat is dripping And I'm gripping these quarts as I sleep And thinking of Jimmy Croissants fresher baked in the oven Then somebody better love my son Before I go and end the world And pull the plug I ain't got nothing left for em but diamonds! I left forums unanswered I started a lot of unfinished problems But the thing is, I'm almost sure they're already solved Considering as alcoholism's a solvent It cams hurt the hard boards And mother drives The tears are filled with sweat And fountains Somebody else should call it in I'm in so much trouble with the network Thanks a lot, you algorithm fucking Cocksuck programmers Now my heart hurts And soul is vanished How hard do I have to run To go and catch her I looked 15 years into the past And found a wheeelbarrow and basket I have got to get out of here I have got to get out of here Here the coroner comes for Debbie Cadaver But I'm still her, huh Aren't I? Run! You fucking Irish bastard Perfectly tan and yet still, stark white Perfectly golden and still, I'm on numbers Perfectly parished, And still I went backwards A wedding or funeral? All catholic, no services No difference at all And still Nothings worse than Indifference I'm in so much trouble with the network Be king in the nexrophiliac And still I left the golden metropolis For nothing but a metro card and Simple segregative diversity tactics I wanted the heartland! Still, Irish bastard Wish hash and cabbage I've got to get out of here Pushing a basket Abandonment And Fatal attraction You can't sell me anything If I can't buy it Recovery day But I don't feel like it Muscles tired, I'm elastic Send them to the band camp (White lion) I'm elastic Twists and turns and I'm elastic Double up, Double up I'm elastic Twists and turns and There's vampires Don't feel like it Double up double up I'm elastic Take a lesson This is tragic Double up double up I promise, it is personal not business It's professional, no promises now On the radio tower Spread it out Or just hijinx it I mix drinks with hindsight I'm elastic Lesson learned and Twists and turns Between the fireman and the super Someone left a stench And an energy marker in my room That left me clawing at my “Do not touch” money And it hit below the belt. It was all God's comedy, But not in the least funny, I knew I didn't like the super really for whatever reason But even after he left to check the Fire defectors His stench lingered over the smell of the forgotten smoke And I woke up from a nightmare As if I'd lost control When normally, I know imm dreaming with Enough time to change things Before they spiral out of control— And the worst part, I didn't remember the dream at all besides Waking up, finally at the end Realizing it was a dream and telling myself It was okay, because now I could just wake up But it wasn't okay, and I blamed the super And whatever he brought with him For lingering in my space Which didn't really feel like mine anymore, anyways, Because the neighbor was evil as they come And they were always playing mind games in the building And the motorcycles And really I deserved better But I couldn't afford it And because I couldn't afford it The demons were always lurking Trying to penetrate my space And they did, that day And it was God's comedy But it wasn't funny And it lingered And the nightmares And the motorcycles was a years long nightmare indeed And hey, At least I got some new music. I realized my show might be the only place my “remixes” might ever see the light of day or have ears other than mine; I couldn't afford the permissions and licenses for most of the music I wanted to remix— nor did I have the energy or the funds to secure the means to come across them. And so, it might have been a good idea to start working; I emptied my bank accounts with intention, with a kind of understanding that it didn't matter at all anyway. Kind of nothing mattered, because there was no real money involved— and I had, in fact stumbled upon the opportunity in a suicidal spiral of desperation, being somewhat hopelessly lost at random in what I thought was Williamsburg; it wasn't, I had apparently walked around Brooklyn in an extremely large loop for about an hour before I realized I might be going in the wrong direction because I couldn't see Manhattan anymore, I didn't care. It was probably 77 or something degrees but with the New York humidity it felt like 90, and I was wearing a head to toe full body sauna suit trying to recover from the end of the month's rations of beans, rice, and literally whatever the fuck I really wanted, because it was really also whatever the fuck I could afford without running out of food for the month before my card reloaded. Thinking I should just die, and in the same very moment stumbling across an opportunity that wasn't nessarily a job, but could easily lead to one— and so, after paying my internet bill, I plunged and poured nearly every last cent I had left over Into what? Idk it just ends there. Goddamnit. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

Suddenly, as I looked up from my makeshift workspace, where I had been toiling away for hours at seemingly nothing—I realized the world was full of everything I'd ever wanted to fuck; something primal and ancient had been awakening within me and I was left in a dangerous volitile position, drifting somewhere between reckless promiscuity in a sexual escapade—and the pseudo-conservative now-only partially celibate maiden form of fantasy—there wasn't anything I could do but wait inside my tragic box for some unassuming old soul to finally open the gate—and allow whatever devious and fiending hedonistic godbeing —though never fully lying dormant, entrapped and imprisoned in a loveless and sexless prison. You might recognize me. You Know, I was one of the original Kings of comedy. If I put my heart inside a box; Maybe I'd forget how cold it was Or how far you are Or how much it hurts There's no harm in God, If there ever was one Then, reality sets in: God was my only friend No armor on, I'm at the end Or a long, long walk I'm off again And on again Nothing's impossible— stop at the alter and scoff a bit I left my coat on, I left my heart on the rooftop, A sacrifice, love At the alter, I wonder a song, Or a sonnet A song, No, what's wrong? Something off a bit God, I woke up in a coffin once Isn't that awful The rest or the song wrote itself, At the alter No, I can't stop and talk Got to get off, Cause I've never been on I've never belonged in the world I'm breaking down, jim boy Don't you know? That this show blows my mind But it's stuck in my head Don't you know That this show Blows my mind Like a firework But it's still Stuck in my Head The context is that I want you From the mustache Down to your tonsils But I'm Locke inside of a box Every day I feel poorer and poorer The product says something is wrong to me I'm supposed to just stop at the stop sign And look both directions Before crossing over to Comic nights At the salad bar What a cosmic waste of time And an epic waste of space Am I in your internet history I'm dead You surely are in mine, But I'm right behind you I'd be lying for trying to say I'm not binded Clutch bag, Nut-thins Nailed to the cross With the arches doubled over The crossword Above old Missouri Missoula and Arkansas All saw us run out of gas But I probably should just get going You're so drunk that I don't hope you sober up Understand that our little talks Were just buffered By sunrise Or sunset And two more cocktails, Shirley temples and Surely none of this ever even happened I only know you by the misery in my belly. The heartache in my ribcage. The cry I hold in silent I only know you as Remarkable I, House of cards Ace of wands Down to one Card of hades and Spare me the spade I'll be drifting in the outline and ink of it forever It's the Fourth of July and I'm just waiting on an Amazon order for water If that's not freedom I don't k me what is The elevator music Of my ascension The attitude of attraction, Gratitude, it's so unusual Fight to lose, In a room full of fools; The fuse, and the matchbox— Futile—amusing— Tunes from a hatchback Keys in the lockbox What you want, From the problem solver? That's enough; Now she's out of the box In just socks, And they laugh at her— But also wonder Where her shoes might have gone to There's a lot of ways to get out of a big black duffel bag, You just have to ask, actually But there's only one To get out of the coffin, Or “Box” as they called it, That she was locked up in Futile—amusing— Tunes from a hatchback Keys in the lockbox What you want, From the problem solver? That's enough; Now she's out of the box In just socks, And they laugh at her— But also wonder Where her shoes might have gone to I won't got no business in the business I unplug the plug because I'm finish Just because my skin they think I'm niggas But that disrespect because I isn't You disrespected me Put the emphasis in neglect Synthesis? Sympathies Put some respect on my name Before I put some facts in these flames Making me famous But you don't play me Picking up packages Trying to play me I am the president bitch Not the lady Okay Scratch my back With a metal spatula Take a step back, this is not your world Take a step back While I skip forward This is snitch territory; You should be very aware of me Beware If that's didn't scare you Just stay right there I'm in weight class: BEAR Flying first class air with howling thunderous winds and much hacking, “TIMOTHY THE GIANT CAT” dislodges a Omg dislodges a what? I have no idea that's all that was there. omg. My mother must've known something about me I couldn't have; My mother must have given me her monster But this monster knows better. Even just the profile is an irritant for now; Unsure, meditterenian, Overgrown pantheons turned to ruins What happened was harder, Turbulence I've been good, Golden even But this computer wants me gone And now, Aggravated Assault with a program Who would have thought the forth world war would be fought With our own thoughts? No one. Hm. Even just a glimpse and imm angrier than I've ever been. Still something creeps like the Harvard doctor Or the burning fire Or the flicker of just a thought A meadowlark and still Vines at the bottom of the spring In the pantheon Rhythms and rythms and Now I remember why were blowing up the counterparts Shut up, And pay your taxes Nothing to see here, bottoms up. But it's only 9 and half a clock Remember Sonny, would ya Now we're all obscure in the shadowbox Fix you up a seller Shortly temple soda Surely something lingers Sure enough The forest, And the father And the omen And the harpist And the seeker And the shadow And the wonder And the alter Therefore, Who art thou Therefore, who, Arthur What a wonderful tragedy, Mr. Lin He said, “I thought you'd though so” I say, “Prayers answered and nothing less Than just in the nick of time, For nickel backs And Pennie's picked up, Now in capsules Who you are, I falter But nevertheless A songbird” What a vow, God. I try to keep my promises But my face is still wilted And awkward I take those punches Just about as well As the bag I've become Downstairs, embankments And more shadow boxes Gift, valentines And then now By Fourth of July I should be quite the disappointment To just about everyone Who even had a thought about her There are no more colors Just wounds, And salt shakers, Garlic and Slamming doors Art throbs And heart connesuiers And curators Existential crisis And inward turmoil Oil on canvas Blood spills Long before it ever boils Cauldrons Candle marks Ought, with my eye out Out, with the harpists! I put my eye on, Dose now, Flicker flames, Shadow box Goodnight drunken soldier Pity this, I want to sleep, but wither I want to weep, but am watched I must be under some kind of… Umbrella. I bust me under some kind of — Possession. I must be under surveillance The Devil's in the neighbor The proof is in the pudding I want to punch the possum Or wombat Or what you would call a rodent Dressed as some dumb girl I'm sure she gets paid by the poem To poke and prod But I've written symphonies next door While she plants the seeds of the devil's words And still tries to force conformity In a neighborhood riddled with disease Of which includes her Poor habits and lack of personality No vibration after all But I've hydrated perfectly And circumstances permit, Again, I've written symphonies and never ending sagas in the bathtub While you threaten to pull the plug And put the light out I beg you to watch me Rip my veins apart with box cutters And razorblades Then again, Probably with glee, The whites would watch Another black in agony They seem to really like that Then again The blacks, the shadows Cursed beats Seem to rip each other into pieces As if for entertainment or otherwise Watch this They seem to hate each other moredoes Anybody else actually hate them also And therefore I watch pitifully and become Respectfully disengaged As I am sorted into Creatures of the agony, abyss and wisdom old A tale as old as time and still Something forgotten, Even still It is a man's war, And us as women are just Objects, Then whatever lurks next door is more An empty body or a shell Than ever more a woman was That was my husband you stole from the office. Fucking dumb whore. Then again; What never was owned Then cannot be stolen See golden brotherhood, Crepes and popes, Sacred pipes Cerulean, And keeping her out of our concepts And gardens Planting seeds of choking mongrels And still here We dance in the meadowlarks song And the chosen fountain The blue rays of sun, And the wonder's bow and arrow Again, I call? Well, again I wake As lover does not call But yet I to answer with a song of words And heart of such A song of one to call for But nothing lays more secret then These eyes and filled with pains A wound, salted A bullet, And gillotine Ouch Get out, God. Listen, mister listen A couple hours later And my eyes are steady getting misty Filled with sweat and bears No blood yet Stings my eyes So you know I ain't been eating right And eyes o. Irish Hash and cabbage Checks to cash And slight advantage God help us all If the brim of the hat is dripping And I'm gripping these quarts as I sleep And thinking of Jimmy Croissants fresher baked in the oven Then somebody better love my son Before I go and end the world And pull the plug I ain't got nothing left for em but diamonds! I left forums unanswered I started a lot of unfinished problems But the thing is, I'm almost sure they're already solved Considering as alcoholism's a solvent It cams hurt the hard boards And mother drives The tears are filled with sweat And fountains Somebody else should call it in I'm in so much trouble with the network Thanks a lot, you algorithm fucking Cocksuck programmers Now my heart hurts And soul is vanished How hard do I have to run To go and catch her I looked 15 years into the past And found a wheeelbarrow and basket I have got to get out of here I have got to get out of here Here the coroner comes for Debbie Cadaver But I'm still her, huh Aren't I? Run! You fucking Irish bastard Perfectly tan and yet still, stark white Perfectly golden and still, I'm on numbers Perfectly parished, And still I went backwards A wedding or funeral? All catholic, no services No difference at all And still Nothings worse than Indifference I'm in so much trouble with the network Be king in the nexrophiliac And still I left the golden metropolis For nothing but a metro card and Simple segregative diversity tactics I wanted the heartland! Still, Irish bastard Wish hash and cabbage I've got to get out of here Pushing a basket Abandonment And Fatal attraction You can't sell me anything If I can't buy it Recovery day But I don't feel like it Muscles tired, I'm elastic Send them to the band camp (White lion) I'm elastic Twists and turns and I'm elastic Double up, Double up I'm elastic Twists and turns and There's vampires Don't feel like it Double up double up I'm elastic Take a lesson This is tragic Double up double up I promise, it is personal not business It's professional, no promises now On the radio tower Spread it out Or just hijinx it I mix drinks with hindsight I'm elastic Lesson learned and Twists and turns Between the fireman and the super Someone left a stench And an energy marker in my room That left me clawing at my “Do not touch” money And it hit below the belt. It was all God's comedy, But not in the least funny, I knew I didn't like the super really for whatever reason But even after he left to check the Fire defectors His stench lingered over the smell of the forgotten smoke And I woke up from a nightmare As if I'd lost control When normally, I know imm dreaming with Enough time to change things Before they spiral out of control— And the worst part, I didn't remember the dream at all besides Waking up, finally at the end Realizing it was a dream and telling myself It was okay, because now I could just wake up But it wasn't okay, and I blamed the super And whatever he brought with him For lingering in my space Which didn't really feel like mine anymore, anyways, Because the neighbor was evil as they come And they were always playing mind games in the building And the motorcycles And really I deserved better But I couldn't afford it And because I couldn't afford it The demons were always lurking Trying to penetrate my space And they did, that day And it was God's comedy But it wasn't funny And it lingered And the nightmares And the motorcycles was a years long nightmare indeed And hey, At least I got some new music. I realized my show might be the only place my “remixes” might ever see the light of day or have ears other than mine; I couldn't afford the permissions and licenses for most of the music I wanted to remix— nor did I have the energy or the funds to secure the means to come across them. And so, it might have been a good idea to start working; I emptied my bank accounts with intention, with a kind of understanding that it didn't matter at all anyway. Kind of nothing mattered, because there was no real money involved— and I had, in fact stumbled upon the opportunity in a suicidal spiral of desperation, being somewhat hopelessly lost at random in what I thought was Williamsburg; it wasn't, I had apparently walked around Brooklyn in an extremely large loop for about an hour before I realized I might be going in the wrong direction because I couldn't see Manhattan anymore, I didn't care. It was probably 77 or something degrees but with the New York humidity it felt like 90, and I was wearing a head to toe full body sauna suit trying to recover from the end of the month's rations of beans, rice, and literally whatever the fuck I really wanted, because it was really also whatever the fuck I could afford without running out of food for the month before my card reloaded. Thinking I should just die, and in the same very moment stumbling across an opportunity that wasn't nessarily a job, but could easily lead to one— and so, after paying my internet bill, I plunged and poured nearly every last cent I had left over Into what? Idk it just ends there. Goddamnit. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

Das neue Nothing Phone (3) wurde zusammen mit den Nothing Headphones (1) vorgestellt und die Meinungen gehen auseinander. Die einen mögen das Design, die anderen hassen es. Dazu kommt noch ein fragwürdiges Preis-Leistungs-Verhältnis, was ein wenig die Frage aufwirft, wen spricht man hier genau an?

De Bright Podcast draait deze week om niks, ehm, om Nothing. Het Britse techmerk heeft gisteren twee nieuwe gadgets onthuld, zijn nieuwe Phone (3), het nieuwe vlaggenschip, en zijn eerste koptelefoon, de Headphone (1). Wolter was voor Bright bij de onthulling, en heeft beide nieuwe apparaten al in handen. Verder in deze aflevering: er is steeds meer gratis stroom, maar het blijft oppassen. Ook loopt er een massaclaim tegen energiebedrijven, mogen we ein-de-lijk de weg op met een elektrische step, en worden we hebberig van een mooie elektrische brommer. Tips uit deze aflevering: Podcast: Watizzut, een leuke podcast voor mensen met jonge kinderen, van zo tussen de zes en twaalf jaar. Presentator Michiel Eijsbouts gaat elke aflevering in gesprek met zijn gast: een voorwerp. Luisteraars bellen zogenaamd live in, maar de lol is om zelf als luisteraar ook mee te raden naar met wie of wat er nou eigenlijk gesproken wordt. Serie: The Bear is weer begonnen op Disney+. Het vierde seizoen pakt de draad meteen weer op waar het nogal rommelige derde seizoen gebleven was, en deze keer gaat het weer wat beter met de verhaallijn. Wel blijft de serie natuurlijk een snelkookpan van culinaire ambities en hoogoplopende emoties in de keuken, onder tijdsdruk van een faillissement. Het vijfde seizoen is ook alweer bevestigd.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Nunca hemos sido fans de los datos de portabilidad. Son muy ruidosos y arrastran un fuerte componente estacional y además tienen a tomar la parte por el todo. Pero como necesitamos más luz para tratar de comprender una industria que está en un punto de inflexión y cada vez tenemos menos fuentes (los operadores reportan menos) los estamos mirando con renovado entusiasmo. Pensamos que si se mezclan con otros pueden ayudar a entender qué está pasando. Con ese espíritu actualizamos las gráficas de #PortabilityChurn y #ConvergenceRatio que calculamos cada mes con los datos mensuales de la CNMC (Comisión Nacional de los Mercados y la Competencia). En esta ocasión os proponemos también un juego: cuánto falta para que el 4 operador (Digi Spain Telecom) alcance al tercero Vodafone España. Y mirando ese "extraño síntoma", poder conjeturar para que el mercado afronte un nuevo cambio de estructura, ya que parece que la creación de MasOrange no ha sido suficiente. La respuesta? entre 1 y 4 años. Cuál es vuestro juego? Considerad estos datos un adelanto del hashtag#BarómetroTelco Nae, que publicaremos de manera inminente

i just randomly decided to record and upload an episode, but stay safe, protect your skin from the heat, stay hydrated and we got this

Latvia Weekly is back in a new format, with Joe covering some main happenings of the week and then interviewing Jelgava artist Katrīna Tračuma about the opening of her solo exhibition in Jelgava "Zemnieki. Zeme. Nieki. Zemieši. Zemgale." or "Farmers. Earth. Nothings. Zemgale. Earthlings." Theme song "Mēs esam ārzemnieki" by Aarzemnieki, used with permission Middle song courtesy of Ausma Apsīte Closing theme song: Think Tank by Audionautix audionautix.com​ Creative Commons — Attribution 3.0 Unported — CC BY 3.0 Free Download / Stream: bit.ly/_think-tank​ Music promoted by Audio Library youtu.be/mbV9t1Z0rA8

Air Date - 05 May 2025Meet Jessie Rosen and her new, astrology-inspired novel All The Signs.Jessie Rosen got her start with the award-winning blog 20-Nothings and has sold original television projects to ABC, CBS, Warner Bros., and Netflix. Her live storytelling show Sunday Night Sex Talks, was featured on The Bachelorette. Her debut novel is The Heirloom.Jessie's site: https://jessierosen.com/#JessieRosen #CelestialCompass #Astrology #KathyBiehlVisit the Celestial Compass Show Page https://omtimes.com/iom/shows/celestial-compass/Connect with Kathy Biehl on her website https://empowermentunlimited.net/Subscribe to our Newsletter https://omtimes.com/subscribe-omtimes-magazine/Connect with OMTimes on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/Omtimes.Magazine/ and OMTimes Radio https://www.facebook.com/ConsciousRadiowebtv.OMTimes/Twitter: https://twitter.com/OmTimes/Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/omtimes/Linkedin: https://www.linkedin.com/company/2798417/Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/omtimes/

With God everything is possible. Start to see things Gods way

I'm CT…  When I'm not busy being Arroe the podcaster, I live in the real world.  Everybody has to have a job.  Mine is C.S.  Customer Service.  Solutions, relationships while keeping my team motivated to keep a constant connection with each guests who's chosen to stop their day to visit our location.  Episode 170 Nothings ringing up right, meeting old friends and Edward sings Christmas carols…This is C.T.C.S.   Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/arroe-collins-like-it-s-live--4113802/support.

I'm CT…  When I'm not busy being Arroe the podcaster, I live in the real world.  Everybody has to have a job.  Mine is C.S.  Customer Service.  Solutions, relationships while keeping my team motivated to keep a constant connection with each guests who's chosen to stop their day to visit our location.  Episode 170 Nothings ringing up right, meeting old friends and Edward sings Christmas carols…This is C.T.C.S.   Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/arroe-collins-unplugged-totally-uncut--994165/support.

Want an inside look on what it's like to change your life in just 6 weeks? Tune in to this week's episode I recorded on The Daily Nothing's where Courtney shares her full story on just how transformative the Made Good Method - my signature program - has been for her in this first month. Courtney shares her honest struggles with consistency, body image, and how going all in on her health is changing her life in ways she never imagined. If you've been holding yourself back from true freedom and wonder if it's even possible for you, this episode is just for you.Doors are currently open and close March 18 - are you ready to change your life? ⁠Apply for Made Good⁠Join The ⁠Cycle Confidence Blueprint⁠Use Code DAILYNOTHINGS for 10% off!CONNECT WITH FLORENCIA:⁠Follow on Instagram⁠⁠Website

Send us a textWhat better way to enter into the week following SEEK (whether you were there or not!) than listening to the podcast we recorded for The SEEK Podcast! We recorded this back in October, but the content is great and fun and we know you'll love it! Catholic Balm Co: Check out Catholic Balm Co at www.catholicbalm.co and on Instagram @catholicbalmcoAbundantly Yours: Shop for all your Christmas presents at abundantlyyours.org and follow her @abundantly.yours on Instagram. Use Code DAILYNOTHINGS for 20% off your order!Support our podcast AND receive extra content by joining our Patreon for only $5 a month at https://www.patreon.com/TheDailyNothingsPodcast Thanks for listening to The Daily Nothings Podcast! Be sure to subscribe and leave a rate and review. Come to Italy with us on a Pilgrimage! You can also follow the Daily Nothings Instagram @thedailynothingspodcast and visit our website: http://www.thedailynothings.com

Happy almost New Year everyone! I wanted to end off the year with a bang so I booked a trip to NYC. The plan was a full on "girls just wanna have fun" 3 day bender... I feel like I've low-key been on a pretty wholesome chill journey this 2024 and kinda wanted to let loose and have some fun while ditching the worries. Well ... sometimes I forget people are always watching and sh*t happens. Cheers to 2025 where I plan for us all to be kind, and thrive. Love you

This week on the Football Fill-In we have Ben Foster, Darren Bent, Dave Watson and Tom Ochoa on the show! We have also spruced up our set so we hope you all like it! The first game this week was Leicester vs Chelsea with Enzo Maresca going back to his old club, but the big talking point was Steve Cooper being sacked from Leicester. Who's going to replace him? Speaking of managers, Ruben Amorim had his first game against newly promoted Ipswich, but it wasn't the start that they hope for! Moving to the other Manchester Club, Man City signed Pep Guardiola on another 2 year contact but that wasn't enough to stop spurs as they thrashed City 4-0 away from home! Cunha stars for Wolves as they win 4-1 vs Fulham, giving Wolves back to back wins in the Premier League! Arsenal shine as Odegaard returns in 3-0 win over Nottingham Forest. Bens former Watford teammate Joao Pedro was involved for two goals for Brighton as they get a 2-1 win over Bournemouth! Will Brighton make it into the Champions League spots? Speaking of Bens former teammates, Ismaïla Sarr scores his first PL goal in over three years as Palace get a draw against Aston Villa! The final draw of the weekend was Everton vs Brentford which finished 0-0. Will Brentford improve that away record? The final fixture we talked about was Southampton vs Liverpool, in a game where people thought Liverpool were going to run riot, Southampton showed their strength but Salahs penalty was enough for them to get the three points as they sit top of the table. Thank you all for watching!! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

The Chiefs suffered their first loss yesterday at Buffalo. No undefeated season but the ultimate goal still out there.

(0:00) Chris loves London days(2:05) Chiefs def. 49ers 28-18(12:16) Lions def. Vikings 31-29(21:12) Packers def. Texans 24-22(29:40) Seahawks def. Falcons 34-14(34:10) Eagles def. Giants 28-3(39:48) Commanders def. Panthers 40-7(44:05) Bills def. Titans 34-10(48:00) Bengals def. Browns 21-14(52:15) Colts def. Dolphins 16-10(57:00) Rams def. Raiders 20-15(1:00:40) SNF: Steelers def. Jets 37-15(1:07:00) Jaguars def. Patriots 32-16 in London(1:11:45) TNF: Broncos def. Saints 33-10(1:13:05) MNF Preview: Ravens at Buccaneers, Chargers at Cardinals

In this episode, hosts Courtney Roach and Megan Day unpack stories from their adventures at SEEK, weaving humor with spiritual insights. Dive into a candid discussion about the struggles and comforts found in spiritual darkness and light. They tackle personal battles with depression, the liberating power of repentance, and the transformative journey towards embracing Christ's teachings. Our conversation emphasizes the resilience and hope that come from stepping into the light, inspired by powerful portrayals of Jesus' compassion in popular faith-based media like “The Chosen.”Join us as we reflect on the essence of healing and hope, encouraging you to assess the dark and light within your own spiritual journey. This episode is a heartfelt invitation to rise, follow Jesus into the light, and celebrate every step of your journey toward spiritual fulfillment and growth.Register for SEEK: https://seek.focus.org/registration/

Like a warm bowl of soup on a Sunday morning. A hot coffee in the afternoon. A kitten cuddled on your lap. Joey telling his tales of yore. Comfort, people. We need comfort. Is that so shocking?

Tim talks about Hurricane Helene, hating each other quietly, Pennsylvania, a startup company in Switzerland, resort core and the impending debut of his Netflix show. American Royalty Tour

Gefeiert, geliebt, gegangen. Als Künstler*innen erobern sie in den 1920ern die Bühnen der Welt, feiern wilde Partys im Palais Mendelssohn in Berlin-Grunewald und haben Affären mit den Ikonen der Zeit – jeglichen Geschlechts. Heute kennt kaum jemand Eleonora und Francesco von Mendelssohn. Mit Katharina Marie Schubert, Jens Harzer, Jade Pearl Baker, Mario Fuchs, Maxim Tartakovskiy, Almut Zilcher// Komposition Dai Fujikura// Cello Wolfgang Emanuel Schmidt// Regie tauchgold// Produktion rbb 2024

Nothings real, nothings worht anything, trust no one. We are the living dead

If capacity is exiting the market, large carriers are getting rid of equipment, and spot rates are sometimes higher than contract rates, why is the market still in the Marianas trench? Welcome to The Logistics Life - Your Path to Million-Dollar SuccessThe Logistics Life is designed to fuel your journey to extraordinary success. I'm Dan Deigan, your host, and I'm thrilled to have you join us.We understand that success doesn't happen overnight and is not achieved through guesswork. We're committed to providing you with the tools, knowledge, and resources to rise above and crush your sales.Each episode is packed with knowledge, inspiration, and real-life success stories. We delve into sales strategy, logistics industry insights, personal development, productivity, and the concept of "stickibility."Our mission is to empower 10,000 sales reps to achieve an astonishing milestone - over $1,000,000 in annual Gross Profit. Yes, you read that right - a seven-figure success story, and we're here to guide you every step of the way.https://imasaleshacker.com/www.logisticssalesmastery.com offers a treasure chest of courses crafted explicitly by industry veteran Dan Deigan. These courses are your roadmap to mastering the art of logistics sales, boosting productivity, and achieving your financial goals. With Dan's guidance, you'll learn the strategies and techniques that have transformed ordinary sales reps into top earners.Check Out Dan's Blog Here: https://imasaleshacker.com/Our second valuable resource is... Dan Deigan's Resource Hub: www.logisticssalesmastery.comThis hub is a goldmine of free tools, frameworks, and resources that we discuss on the show. It's THE PLACE for everything you need to supercharge your sales game. Whether it's templates, guides, or expert insights, the Resource Hub is your go-to destination for actionable information.Last but certainly not least, we introduce you to the Bridger Sales System - the ultimate CRM for the logistics professional. This isn't just any CRM; it's a game-changer tailor-made for our industry. And here's the exciting part - you can get a FREE trial at www.bridgersystem.com/30dayspecial.Imagine having a tool that provides data-driven insights, automates time-consuming tasks, and empowers you to nurture and close leads efficiently. The Bridger Sales System is your key to unlocking the next level of sales success.Our mission is clear, and our resources are at your fingertips. Whether you're looking to hit that million-dollar mark or want to excel in the logistics sales field, SalesChatter is here to support you.Thank you for joining us on The Logistics Life. Remember, your journey to success begins here, and we're with you every step of the way.

Summary In this episode of the Slightly Above Average Gaming Podcast, the hosts discuss various topics including the weather, the World Series of Warzone, and the recent controversy surrounding a cheating scandal in the North American Last Chance Qualifiers. They highlight the importance of competitive integrity and the need for players to earn their way into tournaments. The hosts also mention the upcoming EU Last Chance Qualifiers and the changing meta in Warzone. Overall, they express their excitement for the competitive Warzone scene and the growth of new talent. The conversation covers various topics related to cheating in competitive gaming, the need for better anti-cheat measures, and the lack of weapon variety and balance in Warzone. The hosts discuss the impact of cheating on players and the importance of finding ways to have fun in the game despite the challenges. They also touch on the responsibility of game organizers, such as Activision, in ensuring fair competition. The conversation concludes with a discussion on the meta and how it may not suit the average player's skill level. In this final part of the conversation, the hosts discuss the importance of finding guns that work for individual playstyles and focusing on accuracy rather than just using meta builds. They emphasize the need to have fun and enjoy the game, regardless of the meta or what top-level players are using. They also touch on the concept of free-to-play games and how they are not truly free, as players often spend money on in-game purchases. The hosts express their gratitude for the support they have received and announce their partnership with a new distributor, Sports Social Podcast Network. Chapters 00:00 Introduction and Casual Conversation 03:07 The World Series of Warzone and Speculations on the Location 07:58 The Shift Towards Open Qualifiers and the Rise of New Names 16:01 The Impact of Meta Changes on Competitive Play 24:10 The Cheating Scandal and its Fallout 27:52 Support for Robizzi and the Importance of Fair Competition 29:12 The Frustration of Cheating in Competitive Gaming 34:14 The Lack of Weapon Balance and Variety in Warzone 47:12 Finding Ways to Have Fun in Warzone 51:28 Playing to Your Own Skill Level in Warzone 01:00:43 Finding Guns That Work for You 01:02:33 The Importance of Accuracy and Recoil Control 01:03:51 Finding Ways to Have Fun in the Game 01:19:59 Game Pass: The Value of Trying Out Different Games 01:28:35 Gratitude for the Support of Listeners and Partnership Announcement Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

In this episode: Behind the scenes of starting and maintaining a podcast Dealing with people's reactions when you tell them about your dreams How long it took Courtney to believe she was capable of doing this Florencia's Recent Episode On The Daily Nothings Join The Daily Nothings Patreon Enjoying the show? ⁠⁠Leave a review! ⁠⁠ Share your thoughts - ⁠⁠send a voice memo in to the show ⁠⁠ CONNECT WITH FLORENCIA: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Apply to work with me!⁠⁠⁠⁠ Have any burning questions left unanswered?⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ DM me on Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ @thecatholicnutritionist! ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Website --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/madegood/message

What exactly are Cider Hybrids Exploring Cider Hybrids and Co-ferments as recored at a panel discussion at CiderCon 2024. The terminology for this category is still developing, reflecting the innovative and experimental nature of these beverages. As producers continue to explore and create unique blends and co-ferments, the language will evolve to better capture the diversity and creativity inherent in these new cider expressions. In this episode of Cider Chat Delve into the innovative and creative world of cider hybrids and co-ferments with a panel of expert cider makers from around the globe to discuss the nuances, challenges, and joys of creating these unique beverages.  The discussion opens with a brief introduction to the panelists: Christine Hardy – Co-owner and cider maker at Riley's Cidery on Bowen Island, BC, and board member of the Cider Institute of North America. Tom Oliver – Cider and Perry maker at Oliver's Cider and Perry in Herefordshire, England. Ryan Burk – Owner and cider maker at Occam Cider. Johan Sjöstedt – Founder and cider maker at Pomologik in Sweden. Kathleen Cherry – Winemaker and co-owner of Calche Wine Cooperative in Vermont. Tariq – Cider maker at Revel Cider in Ontario, Canada. (ltor) Tariq Ahmed, Kathline Chery, Johan Sjöstedt, Ryan Burk, Tom Oliver Panelist Questions on the topic of Cider Hybrids Defining Cider Hybrids and Co-ferments: Challenges and Regulatory Issues in this category Innovative Ingredients and Techniques Marketing and Consumer Perception Advice for Aspiring Cider Makers Contact Information for Speakers: Christine Hardy – Riley's Cidery Tom Oliver – Oliver's Cider and Perry – Listen to Episode 366 with Tom Ryan Burk – Occam Cider Johan Sjöstedt – Pomologik – Listen to Episode 399 with Johan Kathline Chery – Kalche Wine Cooperative Tariq Ahmed – Revel Cider Listen to Episode 405 with Tariq Mentions in this Cider Chat PA Cider Fest – June 15, 2024 Locust Grove Brewing Company – Milton, New York Who's been cross promoting cider #xpromotecider French Cider Tour 2024 Who's cross promoting cider #xpromotecider @degerdenner @Berkshire_Cider @deansbeanscoffee Albemarle Cider Works @lapommelie

Krimis und Kochen. Kaum etwas anderes fesselt zumindest bundesdeutsche Zuschauerinnen und Zuschauer seit eh und je so sehr an die Fernsehgeräte. Hoffen wir mal, das die Raubüberfälle, Morde und Erpressungen in den seltensten Fällen nachgemacht wurden, aber wie ist es denn bei den Kochshows? Haben die Jahrzehnte der Fernseh-Haxen, Haloumis und Hefezöpfe Früchte getragen? Wird das alles nachgekocht und nachgebacken? Einer der erfolgreichsten Köche im deutschsprachigen Raum wird es wissen. Johann Lafer, 1957 in der Ost-Steiermark zur Welt gekommen, legte - auch mit zahlreichen Fernsehformaten - eine beeindruckenden Weg zurück. Aufgewachsen in, wie man sagen würde, einfachsten Verhältnissen, die Eltern Landwirte, wurde er erst zum Spitzen-Patissier mit zahlreichen Auszeichnungen, bis er sein Spektrum erweiterte und eigene Restaurants eröffnete. 36 Jahre hielt er einen Michelin-Stern, 22 lange Jahre sogar 2 Sterne. Was für eine Leistung, aber auch: Was für ein Druck, oder, Herr Lafer? Playlist: Klee – 2 Fragen Revolverheld – Ich lass für Dich das Licht an Frank Sinatra – My Way Wolfgang Ambros – Schifoarn Rod Stewart – Sailing George Benson – Nothings gonna change my Love for you Ich & Ich – Stark ABBA – Dancing Queen Diese Podcast-Episode steht unter der Creative Commons Lizenz CC BY-NC-ND 4.0.

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In this episode we discussed Dr. Tim Deer's “The DO NOTHINGS” post. ASPN Vice President, Dr. Steven Falowsk, talked about his algorithm for low back pain, experience with the Reactiv8 therapy, and how he partners with industry.  Host, Patrick Buchanan, MD: Dr. Buchanan is double board certified in Physical Medicine and Rehabilitation and Pain Medicine. His goal is to help his patients get their life back by managing their pain and focus on things they love and enjoy. https://www.californiapaindoctors.com/patrick-buchanan-m-d/ https://www.instagram.com/patdbmd/?hl=en Host, Timothy Deer, MD: Dr. Deer is the president and CEO of the Spine and Nerve Centers of the Virginias. Dr. Deer has led a revolution in interventional spine and nerve care by teaching thousands of physicians an algorithmic approach to care including methods that are less invasive at a lower risk for complications. https://centerforpainrelief.com/about/tim-deer-md/ https://twitter.com/doctdeer?lang=en https://www.instagram.com/timdeer30a/?hl=en Guest, Dr. Steven Falowski MD: Dr. Steven Falowski is currently Vice President of ASPN. He completed his neurosurgical residency training at Thomas Jefferson University in Philadelphia with a focus on spinal cord stimulation and pain management, complex spinal procedures, and treatment for movement disorders such as deep brain stimulation.  https://asclancaster.com/physicians/steven-m-falowski-md/   About ASPN: ASPN was created to bring the top minds in the fields of pain and neuroscience together. ASPN has a mission to improve education, highlight scientific curiosity, establish best practice, and elevate each other in a quest to improve the field of pain and neuroscience. All initiatives of ASPN are dedicated to improving patient outcomes, education, research, and innovation. ASPN's website and social links: https://aspnpain.com https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCixMNhEtOiRm1aQmDWtzxmg https://www.instagram.com/aspn_painneuro/ https://www.facebook.com/PainNeuro https://www.linkedin.com/in/aspn/ https://twitter.com/aspn_painneuro Our sponsors: Mainstay Medical: The Only FDA Approved Restorative Therapy for Chronic Mechanical Low Back Pain caused by Multifidus Dysfunction. Restore Control, Restore Function, Restore Stability, ReActiv8 Life. https://mainstaymedical.com/  Saluda Medical: Saluda is the first to directly measure the spinal cord's physiologic response to stimulation. A 10+ year journey since the first ECAP measurement to transform the science and practice of SCS using Evoked Compound Action Potentials (ECAPs) to pioneer smart neuromodulation therapy. The Evoke® System listens and responds to each patient's neural signature.  https://www.saludamedical.com/

Final Break Wednesday 03/20/24

Donny & Darrell catch up on the latest entertainment news including Patty Jenkins back on Rogue Squadron, Teen Titans live film announcement, Dakota Johnson on Madame Web,  The upcoming new Crow film, Damsel, 911, Animal Control, Shogun, Grey's Anatomy If you want to tell the guys what your watching you can email them at nothingsonpodcast@gmail.com  For just a dollar a month you will get access to this an more content from all the podcasts on the Taylornetwork. https://www.patreon.com/Taylor_Network Everyone on the network would like to thank everyone who has supported the patreon which helps pay for hosting & website feeds

Welcome back to Nothings On the show that celebrates the world of TV/Film entertainment  and for this episode Donny & Salvo talk the success of Shogun , the crazy amount of spin off's for  NCIS & Young Sheldon, the upcoming Oscars nominations , Richard Lewis and Paul Riesner dispute as well as the shows Wild Cards, Drive-Away Dolls, Tracker , Ricky Stanicky and the live airing Mike Tyson vs Jake Paul fight on Netflix 

As Darrell goes Dune crazy and Donny shares some funny family stories they cover the most recent entertainment news including a non spoiler discussion on Dune 2, the passing of Richard Lewis & Ole Anderson, the castoing of Wendell Pierce in Superman , the original script idea for Madame Web, reponse to the live action tv version of Avatar The Last Airbender, thoughts Equalizer 3, plus the delays on Ballerina the John Wick Spinoff.    If you want to tell the guys what your watching you can email them at nothingsonpodcast@gmail.com For just a dollar a month you will get access to this an more content from all the podcasts on the Taylornetwork. . https://www.patreon.com/Taylor_Network Everyone on the network would like to thank everyone who has supported the patreon which helps pay for hosting & website feeds

Darrell & Donny are back again to catch up on the latest tv/film news along with what they are watching which includes Abbott Elementary,Imaginary Friends, Fantastic Four, Mean Girls, Madame Web, Star Wars, Venom, Not Dead Yet, FBI International, FBI, Tracker, The Iron Claw. If you want to tell the guys what your watching you can email them at   nothingsonpodcast@gmail.com For just a dollar a month you will get access to this an more content from all the podcasts on the Taylornetwork. https://www.patreon.com/Taylor_Network Everyone on the network would like to thank everyone who has supported the patreon which helps pay for hosting & website feeds  

In this episode Donny & Darrell discuss all things TV/Movie including Woman in the Wall, Abbot Elementary, James Gandolfini, Bob Iger, The Bear, Disney, Uber Eats to Delete Super Bowl Ad, Spider-Man Across the Spider-Verse, Mr & Mrs Smith, Law & Order SVU & answering listener email. nothingsonpodcast@gmail.com  For just a dollar a month you will get access to this an more content from all the podcasts on the Taylornetwork. https://www.patreon.com/Taylor_Network Everyone on the network would like to thank everyone who has supported the patreon which helps pay for hosting & website feeds

A very tired Donny and Darrell catch up on the latest tv and movie news such as the sad passing of Carl Weathers, Chita Rivera , a new Suits spin-off , Law & Order losses another actor , Vince McMahon is an evil person , Thunderbolts keeps losing actors , reactions to The BeeKeeper, Rebel Moon pt one thoughts , Matthew Vaughn movie Argylle is not doing well at the box office & more For just a dollar a month you will get access to this an more content from all the podcasts on the Taylornetwork. https://www.patreon.com/Taylor_Network Everyone on the network would like to thank everyone who has supported the patreon which helps pay for hosting & website feeds

Let's be honest here. You want to overcome the anger outbursts. You've read the books, listened to the podcasts, watched the free trainings, downloaded free PDF files and maybe even bought some passive courses. Nothings seems to change. So what gives? In this episode you will learn:3 steps you need to take in order to start making transformational changes in your lifeHow you can take action on step 3 today and start seeing massive changesHow you can also break generational hurtful anger patterns and pass on a healthy legacy for your childrenFriend, are you silently struggling? Are you filled with shame and remorse at the end of the day? Hating the kind of mom you are to your children? There is hope my friend. I can help you.Book a call this week and let's have a conversation about how I can help you break damaging anger patterns. Amazon favorite: Fine point penListen to related episodes:173: Breaking generation anger: Going from reactive and loud to calmer and responsive mom // Brittany Hooten184: How I went from stressed and reactive to becoming a coach for Christian moms struggling with Anger 153: How to become a Calm Christian mom creating emotional stability in your home.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Next Steps: 1. Watch FREE TRAINING: 5 Steps to Break free from Mom Rage Shame ⬇️2. Learn about Calm Christian Mom Coaching Program ⬇️3. Book a Call if you are want support in overcoming damaging anger patterns. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Website: emotionallyhealthylegacy.comContact: hello@emotionallyhealthylegacy.comQuestions? Form / Voice memo **Shop my favorite Amazon Products**“I love this Podcast so much! I don't feel alone anymore!” ← if that sounds like you, please consider rating and reviewing my show! This helps me support more Christian mamas, just like you, on their motherhood journey. Click here, scroll to the bottom, tap to rate with five stars, and select “Write a Review.” Then be sure to let me know what you loved most about the episode!

The Sickly Duo is back together again to catch up on all the recent entertainment news such as the Jonathan Majors interview , The Echo tv show, Hush, the return of Night Court, the new Jon Cryer show  Extended Family, Chicago Fire, Chicago PD, Chicago Med, Law & Order SVU, Woman in The Wall, Monsieur Spade, Ted series, Reacher season 2, Barbie & listener email For just a dollar a month you will get access to this an more content from all the podcasts on the Taylornetwork. https://www.patreon.com/Taylor_Network Everyone on the network would like to thank everyone who has supported the patreon which helps pay for hosting & website feeds

Welcome back for another episode where Darrell & Donny talk about all things tv/movies entertainment. On this episode they talk about the highs & lows of the recent Golden Globes , Tom Cruise's new deal with Warner Bros and the Marvel Spotlight Echo show no spoilers before celebrating the 25th anniversary of Sopranos For just a dollar a month you will get access to this an more content from all the podcasts on the Taylornetwork. https://www.patreon.com/Taylor_Network Everyone on the network would like to thank everyone who has supported the patreon which helps pay for hosting & website feeds

Join us in this episode as we discuss the beauty of honest friendships, the ones that act as mirrors to our true selves, and how they guide us towards personal growth. We're rallying the call for the year 2024 to be a time of genuine interactions and meaningful relationships.This conversation delves into the art of fostering deeper relationships through sincerity and the layers of intimacy appropriate for various friendships. By sharing our own stories of growth and the pursuit of sainthood, we hope to inspire you to join us on a journey of genuine self-expression and spiritual depth.Here, we reflect on the necessity of genuine connections and the courage it often requires to acknowledge our vulnerabilities. This exchange is a heartfelt invitation for all, men and women alike, to shed the masks we often wear and step into the freedom that comes with embracing true authenticity in our lives.We want to extend a huge thank you to everyone that attended SEEK24, and know that we are praying for you. 

After fighting old man illness Donny & Darrell return to catch up on all things tv/movie news like Reacher season two, the passing of David Soul & Glynis Johns, the announcement of a ‘NCIS' Prequel Series About Young Gibbs, Katt Williams goes off and it goes viral , some names are released from the Epstein list, Steven Yeun can't do an MCU film, Battlestar Galactica remake which irritates Donny, Pretty Ricky aka Morris Chestnut gets another show and more love for Blue Eye Samurai For just a dollar a month you will get access to this an more content from all the podcasts on the Taylornetwork. https://www.patreon.com/Taylor_Network Everyone on the network would like to thank everyone who has supported the patreon which helps pay for hosting & website feeds

Back from the holidays are two very congested old men ready to talk all things tv/movies including a non-spoiler review of Aquaman and The Lost Kingdom, Rebel Moon, Justice League War World & of course the sad passing of Tom Wilkinson and Andre Braugher. For just a dollar a month you will get access to this an more content from all the podcasts on the Taylornetwork. https://www.patreon.com/Taylor_Network Everyone on the network would like to thank everyone who has supported the patreon which helps pay for hosting & website feeds

It's all of the tips, tricks and outfit recommendations from two of your favorite girlies in one convenient episode… you're welcome.  Court and Meghan chat all things SEEK24 this week as Jan. 1-5 is literally just around the corner. Whether you're joining us in a few weeks or not, listen for a bit of our testimony as to why SEEK has made such an impact in our lives. Abundantly Yours Code: DAILYNOTHINGS" for 20% off; Follow at @abundantly.yours and @abundantly.yours.co on Instagram and shop at abundantlyyours.orgA Rose Dow code: DAILY15 at her Etsy shop http://Arosedow.etsy.com  Follow her on Instagram @ARoseDow Little Bird Nest: You can find us on Instagram @littlebirdnestseek2024 or on Facebook at Little Bird Nest LLC. Look at for us at SEEK24!Support our podcast AND receive extra content by joining our Patreon for only $5 a month at https://www.patreon.com/TheDailyNothingsPodcast Thanks for listening to The Daily Nothings Podcast! Be sure to subscribe and leave a rate and review. You can also follow the Daily Nothings Instagram @thedailynothingspodcast and visit our website: http://www.thedailynothings.com

Darrell & Donny talk about the passing of tv legend Norman Lear along with his contributions to television  plus the passing of a soap opera pioneer Ellen Holly along with the loss of very notable actor  Ryan O'Neal most known for the film Love Story before getting into the cancellation of the Greys Anatomy spinoff  Station 19, Disney being sued for pay disparity, another actor leaving FBI: International and lastly what they watched with includes The Fall of the House of Usher & Violent Night  just a dollar a month you will get access to this an more content from all the podcasts on the Taylornetwork.https://www.patreon.com/Taylor_Network .   Everyone on the network would like to thank everyone who has supported the patreon which helps pay for hosting & website feeds

Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom, Tati Wahtiti, The Boys, Walking Dead, The Oscars, The Iron Claw, The Blue Eyed Samurai, spoiler discussion of Marvels at the end of the episode. If you want to check out their spoiler filled episode by episode discussions on the current Ahsoka series for just a dollar a month you will get access to this an more content from all the podcasts on the Taylornetwork. https://www.patreon.com/Taylor_Network Everyone on the network would like to thank everyone who has supported the patreon which helps pay for hosting & website feeds

Donny and Darrell are back just in time to discuss the ending of the actors strike, more cancellations, Warner Bros shelving another film, More MCU troubles with the low ticket sales for The Marvels plus reshuffling of the next slate of films, the tv adaption of the comic Bodies, The Anime Pluto along with listener emails. If you want to check out their spoiler filled episode by episode discussions on the current Ahsoka series for just a dollar a month you will get access to this an more content from all the podcasts on the Taylornetwork. https://www.patreon.com/Taylor_Network  Everyone on the network would like to thank everyone who has supported the patreon which helps pay for hosting & website feeds  

In episode 302 of The Real Undressed podcast, host Deborah Kagan sits down with award-winning blogger, writer, and performer Jessi Rosen to discuss the evolution of sexuality and the importance of safe spaces. Jessi shares her personal journey with sexuality, exploring the role of alcohol and shows like Sex and the City in her exploration. The conversation delves into the dynamics between married and single women, as well as the fear, jealousy, and internalized misogyny that may contribute to discomfort with open displays of sexuality. The episode offers insights into the challenges and growth in women's sexuality, the importance of community, and the power of humor and writing in self-exploration.   In this episode you'll get to:   ~ hear Jessi Rosen as she discusses her personal journey with sexuality and the role of alcohol and shows like Sex and the City in her exploration. ~ explore the dynamics between married and single women and the potential for growth and self-reflection in those situations. ~ dive into the fear, jealousy, and internalized misogyny that may contribute to women feeling uncomfortable with open displays of sexuality. ~ learn the importance of safe spaces and community in navigating the challenges of women's sexuality. ~ discover the importance of emphasizing the role of humor in navigating difficult conversations about sexuality. ~ hear Jessi share about her experiences with discomfort and growth in her own sexual journey, emphasizing the importance of open, honest communication with her partner. ~ explore the changing conversation around sexuality and the impact Jessi has made through her blog and live storytelling show, Sunday Night Sex Talks. ~ understand the importance of embracing pleasure and connection in sexuality and the desire to explore and embrace one's changing body. ~ and much more!     Connect with Jessie Rosen Website |    https://jessierosen.com/   Jessie Rosen got her start with the award-winning blog 20-Nothings.com —a TIME Top 25 blog and Forbes Top 10 Website for Millennials. She shifted from writing essays in New York to television in LA, selling original projects to ABC, CBS, Warner Brothers, and Netflix. Rosen balances quiet days writing with nights performing at live storytelling shows, including her own –Sunday Night Sex Talks –once featured on The Bachelor. Her debut novel The Heirloom comes out in May of 2024.   *****   FREE GUIDED BREATH TECHNIQUE   Turn your fear into Faith. Your Stress into Serenity. Your Anxiety into Assurance. Your Misfortune into Mojo.   www.therealundressed.com/breathe    *****   Connect with Deborah Website | http://therealundressed.com/ Instagram | https://www.instagram.com/therealundressed/   https://www.instagram.com/deborahkagan/ Facebook | https://www.facebook.com/mojorecoveryspecialist/     Subscribe to The Real Undressed Podcast iTunes | https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-real-undressed-with-deborah-kagan/id1494643770 Spotify | https://open.spotify.com/show/1eOQaw6kryBsXo7Jb6qEnv   Please remember to: è Subscribe è Rate è Review the podcast. I read every single one and your feedback is valuable.