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In a special episode, Nikki & Brie sit down with some of the standouts from season three of The Traitors, Chrishell Stause, Wells Adams, and Sam Asghari, to hear more about the drama, intrigue, and thrills that happened in and out of the castle! Brie hosts the conversation, and things kick off with Chrishell sharing a special message to Nikki after the way things ended between them in the castle, Sam reveals which cast member's demeanor bothered him, Wells is still confused why he had to leave The Traitors so early, and Nikki has specific ideas about the perceptions that some people on the cast projected on the rest of the cast. Names were a big issue for some of the cast, getting the right at the round tables, in interviews, and even at the reunion. Wells went to extreme lengths to get everyone's names correctly, even if they didn't get his right. Chrishell, Wells, Sam, and Nikki talk about their personal growth, their icks, some messy gameplay by the Traitors, and everyone's adoration of the Bambis. They break out the chalkboards one last time to cover Gabby Windey's wedding, who the best dressed on the show was, who was flirty on the show, who from the cat might join OnlyFans, the most dramatic, and their picks for who would be their emergency contact. Brie then puts everyone in the hot seat for a fast round of Would You Banish that sees Chrishell, Wells, Sam, and Nikki talking about backstabbing in the castle, sex do's and don'ts, body counts, food etiquette, exes, and much more. Wells also talks about getting behind the bar for the next season of Bachelor in Paradise. Chrishell is up to something big after season 9 of Selling Sunset, and Sam has some great movie roles lined up in his future, which he's excited about. The episode ends with Chrishell, Wells, Sam, and Nikki giving their Traitors-themed Inspiration & Affirmation and getting the last word on The Traitors season three! Follow Chrishell on Instagram Follow Wells on Instagram Follow Sam on Instagram  Call Nikki & Brie at 833-GARCIA2 and leave a voicemail! Follow Nikki & Brie on Instagram, follow the show on Instagram and TikTok and send Nikki & Brie a message on Threads! Follow Bonita Bonita on Instagram Book a reservation at the Bonita Bonita Speakeasy To watch exclusive videos of this week's episode, follow The Nikki & Brie Show on YouTube, Facebook, and TikTok! You can also catch The Nikki & Brie Show on SiriusXM Stars 109!

Tonight we dive into the topic of Directed Energy Weapons and their uses.-=Links=-If you would like to join in on the conversation, Join me on Discord.Discord: https://discord.gg/a6UJEb5Dj3Twitter: https://twitter.com/magicsenshiRumble: https://rumble.com/c/c-5613161Fringe Radio: https://fringeradionetwork.com/liveSpirit Force: https://faithbucks.comIf you would like to be a guest on the show or have a topic that you want explored, please Email me with the subject "Guest"Email: captainepoch79@proton.meIf you want to support this Podcast,https://paypal.me/Magicslayer/Cashapp $CaptainEpochMusic by UDIO

Aarberg: Die Bevölkerung konnte den Greyhound Silverside Bus bestaunen; Biel/Nidau: Es läuft eine zweite Online-Umfrage zur geplanten Rue de caractères

In this episode of "Take Stock," Caroline Gurney, CEO of Future Generation speaks with Tom Richardson, Portfolio Manager at Paradice Investment Management to discuss his insights into the current market landscape, with a particular focus on China, mining stocks and the performance of small-cap companies. Tom shares why managing Future Generation funds is not only a professional responsibility but also a personal mission. Episode Transcript

In this episode, Matt is joined by special guest Mill from Dissent Games. Mill shares the journey of creating board games with her co-designer Jess, including their successful Kickstarter campaign for Library Labyrinth and the upcoming Loose in the Library. Mill talks about her background in board gaming, starting with Small World and jumping into Twilight Imperium, and how the COVID-19 pandemic helped her dive into board game design. They also discuss the process of designing Library Labyrinth, balancing mechanics, and how historical women and mazes became a central part of the game. The conversation touches on playtesting at conventions, challenges with running a board game café, and the evolution of Loose in the Library, a quicker, competitive version of Library Labyrinth. Finally, Mill highlights upcoming conventions, including AireCon and her own event, Paradice, while reflecting on how board gaming has built lasting friendships and community connections. Links: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/dissentgames/library-0 https://dissentgames.com/ https://www.instagram.com/dissentgames https://www.x.com/dissentgames https://paradice.uk

Zack and Rav roll dice and talk about video games! Zack discusses the highs of Hi-Fi Rush and the mysterious Paradise Killer while Rav tries out a stylish action roguelike with peak character design. Games discussed this week: Hi-Fi Rush, Paradise Killer, Vellum, Hades, TerrariaSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Sit back, relax, and settle in! This is a long one! This episode has everything - funny stories, vulnerable moments, and even a champagne explosion! This was truly an epic way to celebrate 100 episodes!As always, thanks for listening!Support the people who support this show:Shameless Care (promo code: SUITELIFE)Expansive Connection!Foambusters.com!Be sure to SUBSCRIBE, RATE, & REVIEW! We appreciate any and all feedback!Check out our show and MANY others on FullSwapRadio!How to stay in-touch with us:Email: thesuitelifepodcast@gmail.comFollow us here for info on upcoming LIVE episodes:Instagram: @thesuitelifepodcastTwitter: @suitelifepodFacebook: Livin' the Suite Life (Tryst Loq Suitelife)Don't forget to SUBSCRIBE to the Livin' the Suite Life Podcast YouTube Channel!

Gerolfingen: Der Präsident der Landwirtschaftlichen Organisation Seeland ist nicht erstaunt über die Bauernproteste in der Schweiz; Biel: Eltern ärgern sich, dass ihre Kinder nicht in die zweisprachige Schule gehen können

Venerdì 5 gennaio ospite di Alvise Salerno, che ha sostituito le Donne al Volante, è Michele Bertolini, direttore del consorzio Ponte di Legno Tonale, che ha spiegato in cosa consiste il festival Paradice Music, un teatro igloo con 200 posti a sedere e in cui si suonano degli strumenti fatti di ghiaccio. «La zona del Tonale è molto rinomata in ambito sciistico - ha spiegato Bertolini - e nell'edizione di quest'anno avremo come ospite speciale il cantante Morgan». Il teatro è fatto interamente di ghiaccio, nel rispetto dell'ambiente e della sostenibilità. L'obiettivo dell'evento è quello di far amare a tutti la montagna.

Speaking of Spirits talk about their latest investigation in Old Town, Pocatello at the Paradice House. To donate to our podcast, we accept venmo @pocatelloparanormalresearch.comOur podcast T-shirts area available for $25 (includes tax and shipping to U.S. locations only).Check out our website for more info on the t-shirt design on our facebook page, Pocatello Paranormal Research.Thank you for your continued support!Royalty free music from https://www.FesliyanStudios.com

Ted, Ted, and Ted's accidental initiation into The Psychonauts began as a result of the friends, originally three Fraternity Brothers and Recent Graduates of UCLA attending festivals consistently together, each using various Mind-Altering substances to attract (“preferably female”) partygoers. Over the course of the series in short (often light and comedic) scenes, where the trio often stumble into reality-shattering situations by sheer coincidence or seemingly random occurrences. But as we later learn about the multilayered world of interdimensional existence, Everything happens for a reason; Nothing is Impossible, Never Say Never, Be Careful what You Wish For-- and, of course-- there are no coincidences. These three seemingly simple-minded creatures begin as “wooks”, Shirtless Party Boys eager to rave. Often [irresponsibly] experimenting with copious amounts of psychedelics, the boys often find themselves unknowingly transported through various wormholes, teleportals, time warps, and Voids created through the music at each festival they attend, sometimes confusedly landing them in alternate parallels and altered dimensions of reality, sometimes even spiraling into three separate dimensions at once, thus creating new points along The Grid, from which the parallels and dimensions are woven together and interconnected through, time, space, circumstance, and choice in any conscious--ultimately (though, most often by dumb luck or happy accidents) expanding the universe, prompting the Ascended Masters to scout Ted, Ted, and Ted as a unified team to be inducted into The Psyconauts, eventually becoming an integral and important Dillon (Theodore) Francis, while working towards an Alliance between the Bampheramphs and Psychonauts uses his bewittingly bestowed middle name to act as an Alternate ‘Ted', or sometimes work jointly as The QuadraSquad, a “pop-up” rave squad which acts as a recruitment team, and on emergency search-and-rescue missions, collecting key components along the collapse and collision of worlds and within the fabric of space, time, and reality. Chak Chel and Dillon Francis put the Teds through a rigorous (and extremely senseless) crash-course in DJing, forming a popular Trio, whose name varies depending on the dimensions in which they will preform, secretly setting tactical bassdrops, emitting coded frequencies to communicate covertly with other entities, opening intentional time warps, portals, and wormholes through their DJ sets. Time holes where the Trio are in two (or sometimes, more, and alternately infinite) places at once are placed as easter eggs throughout the series; In some cases, The Three Teds are even festival attendees at the festivals which in a neighboring reality they are also headlining, even at points transporting their own selves through timespace--whether intentionally, or coincidentally. As the Teds reach the high ranks of The Psychonauts, even eventually (and unwillingly) becoming separated by the obligation of duty, being assigned to separate sanctions of Leadership by skillset as a “draft” is enacted to strengthen their forces, as they prepare for The FInal Battle (actually multiple (infinite) battles occurring concurrently throughout the expanse of reality, even stretching into the outer realms of ‘inexistence' as the collective consciousness grows, reaching Ascension, and allowing certain realities to reach the New Paradigm. Though evolved over time as the series progresses, The Teds maintain their quirky wookness, questionable (sometimes inappropriate) sense of fashion, and hilariously signature fratboy attitudes and antics, reunifying as a powerful Trio once more towards the conclusion of the series, appearing elementally in various ways at most crucial plot points, revealing the creation through all of their endeavors and shenanigans, a brand new universe within The Infinite Multivetrse. (“TED”, where everything/everyone is “Ted”, This universe collides with “Everyone's A DJ”, and, as an infinitely expanding and integral part of the universe, appears optically as “TBD” (To Be Determined, Where Cliffhangers, Plot Holes, Continuity Errors and other traditional elements of Theatrical Film are represented throughout the SUPA Saga and overall festival project.) During the Wookness: Ted: Yo, how much for this? (Points To Kandi Cuff) ...How much-what? Ted: How much is it? Like what, $50 bucks? 50 bucks?! Ted: Oh shit, my bad--festival prices, huh? Sorry yo, I got a $50, the rest is big bills. Doyou have an online shop? Are you trying to buy my kandi? You can't *buy* kandi! Ted: Pssshhh! Ted: All I buy is Kandi! YOu can't sell kandi, youre supposed to trade it.. That's why you make it. Ted: Yeah bro, I've done trades. (Flashback) Raver Girl: Wanna Trade Kandi? Ted: Show Us your Titties! The girl looks to her friend, as if to say “should I?” her friend, wearing dark Ray Bans, and sternly nods her head in approval, her friend shrugs drunkenly as if to say“fuck it, why not?” While the friend swiftly pulls out her iPhone, the other lifts her shirt, flashing the happy Teds, dancing in Fratboy Delight; Ted, standing adjacent to the straight-faced girl in Sunglasses, sneakily scrunches down to get a good picture; their [Tri-Lens] iPhone cameras now directly aligned. face to face, (or rather, eye-to-eye) ((Or, eye-to-eye, rather,)) (((Rather, eye-to-eye,))). snapping his picture, as the flash from her camera blinds him Ted:UH, Yeah you can..They sell it online. Online? Whats--what? SELL? Ted: Fuck yeah dude. Ted: YEEE, KANDI KID 4 LIFE YOU ARE NOT A KANDI--Ki--YOU CAn'T SELL KANDI. Woah, chill. No “chill” no selling Kandi! NO! NO! What Chak Chel's Bedtime Stories Chak Chel, the GOOGLE kids' favorite babysitter, tells stories of infinitely expanding adventures of the multidimensions of timespace -Honey, I Killed Myself. -Honey, I Shrunk The Skrillex -Who Killed Sunni Blu? -Who Killed SupaCree? -The Curious Case of SupaCree -DILLONCEPTION Trapped in an intensely infinite and ever-expanding and/or consistently densening Vividly Lucid Multidimensionally (And Musically) Interconnected Omni-Galactic Eternal Space-Time “Loop”, [DJ] Dillon Francis must frustratingly attempt to multitask through an “apparently unlimited”[ (I TOLD YOU, IN-FIN-ITE. INFINITY.)] battle his Masked nemesis, Key: Brackets [] Director's Notes, Production Details, typically indicating a tie-in with other entries, or crossovers from other consecutively (or, sometimes, alternately) running series in the saga, more frequently as the “Multiverse” expands, or as the (Technical Omniverse, Eventually) in which the series' specific “(U)niverse” ‘collapsing', being progressively stated repeatedly throughout the series to be both compressing, and expanding respectively; However, as the Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure... Dill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (They cross paths with Bill and Ted, in their search for Two of the missing Teds; Alternately Ted and Ted discover how ‘Three's a Crowd” makes sense, as they happily gallavant frat-tastically through the galaxy, in search of a Sexy Space-Alien Rave Bae (The Amazonian Women from futurama, live action, Saved by the Heroes from futurama) (on) Having ascended into the dimension after her most recent death, SupaCree (not yet known as SupaCree), lands “God”, an Ascended Dimension where she can actually communicate clearly with the Ascended Masters, being closer to ‘God' (her)self, but not directly being able to interact with her; conversely, she can scan the plains of reality from “above”, though later we learn there is no “up” or “down” in “Total Omnipotence”, the post-conscience Infinite Existence Experienced in the Limitless (INFINITE) Energy of Being Everything, Everyone, and Everywhere at once; Simultaneously Nonexistant, Being “Nothing”, “Nobody” and “Nowhere” at once, all represented variously through the concept of infinite multidimentionality, in our “3” dimensional “Uni-Multi-Omni-Versal” (apparently, I've just been told) SupaCree exists in a Tri-Verse, unbeknownst to even God (her)self to its true Origins, the “final(e)” (but not, ever) (e) In a random and nearly collapsed alternate fabric of timespace, where the spelling of the name “Cree” is pronounced the same, but spelled simply “Cre”, (though, specifically equally--”by the exact number of times, actually”--mispronounced”, One of the only similarities between the two, sharing the same planetary alignments and cosmic significance and the same parents--however having been conceived with completely different genetic markers: As a result, this alternate version of herself is physically not “opposite”, but differs in physical appearance drastically--at least, for the most part--as more ideally attractive which to The Original's mind-blowing dissatisfaction, (and, also stagnantly egotistical “Very Satisfied” Satisfaction), But the feeling soon fades when she learns that this reality is on the verge of imminent collapse after the discovery that one subtle, singular synchronicity shared in her actual reality(s)(realities) (which one?) ((Multiple “actual-realities, actually”)) (((Multiple Synchronized Individual Existence Theory, one of the multiple Theories (I) Use to Conceive the (Law) of Evolutionary Infinite Omnipotence, (Everything is Everything/Nothing is Nothing/ God is, as I am/ I am U/All Are One) the aforementioned suggesting the absolute possibility of any circumstance which allows a singular subject with (apparently) “limited” existence, total and complete synchronization at “exact” moment of “Creation”, or “Origin”, and any circumstantially coinciding consecutive synchronizations beyond the limitations eo each respective individual's actual existence or reality.)(Satisfaction, Benny Benassi) (And Apparently, The Biz--because, literally, writing in real-time (What is time) with google. (What's The Biz???) Travelling to 2003, where the event which ties this frail and “practically non-existent” fabric of reality to her own, she eagerly races against the clock (in real time?) ((maybe, unreal time)) (((I am time.))) “I don't believe in time”, later corrected, after being stuck in a Godless world to “The human concept of “time”,/God's not real, or opting to state the phrase more subjectively, “I don't [really}/I kinda don't believe in time,” though as she evolves more rapidly through her progressive Ascension and Elemental Mastery, quickly Surpassing Ascended Mastery as a skilled sorcerer,Visionary Seer, helping her rapidly strengthen the art of Cosmic Alchemy, mastery of (eventually, instant, and respectively infinite manifestation, and matter/antimatter movement and/or manipulation;i.e. The art of Creation. I.E., Do you even know what “i.e' stands for? I'll look it up later, I know what its used for. Look it up. [Googles i.e, clicks on top most commonly searched] I.e. and e.g. are both Latin abbreviations. E.g. stands for exempli gratia and means “for example.” I.e. is the abbreviation for id est and means “in other words.” Remember that E is for example (e.g.) and that I and E are the first letters of in essence, an alternative English translation of i.e. The Original Cree sits perched behind a red (Ugh, red…) ...A red laptop computer; the love light lost from her dark eyes, through the clear lenses of her cheap, brandless (Medicaid.) ...brandless black glasses, narrow framed and unbecoming over the shape of her face, the Album ‘Who Killed Matt Maeson” softly plays a somber song, to which she'd normally--at least, if left alone or rarely, in “comfortable company” (That's, someone you don't necessarily “like”, but still feel comfortable enough to sing around.) The Scientist, in a higher realm, peaking down through her microscope, watches contently, curiously, and concisely, dialing its lens by a couple turns, as she ponders aloud, Hm. Wonder what makes that happen, exactly? That's...huh...Hm. [Her project, a mystery hidden from the audience. She pushes herself back from the desk, reaching for her notebook and jotting quickly her findings, stopping only turn on some [] Music, which blends seamlessly as we fade back into the scene of the drab and unflattering, somewhat “sickeningly” lit, reminiscent of the stagnancy most often observed in a petri dish.] As the song ‘Cringe' begins to play in the background, the clear picture of the laptop screen fades into a blurred obscurity, as her focus shifts sharply to the warm glowing array of colors of her speaker light her otherwise nearly lifeless eyes, as she is Slightly and softly hypnotized into a series of several simultaneous vivid memories; separate and specifically assorted scenes form, as she remembers “everything” quite at once, A vision weaved into her conscious memories, just as seamlessly; A Web Wrapped with the Fragile Fabric of “Time”, the invisible energy of musical frequencies awaken ones senses and sensibilities--invisible, for some...at least. The light on the speaker, a golden tone, as we cascade into the eye mind; A flash to a blurry memory, 2017; A slender and handsome longhaired surfer, resurfaces from submersion under the waves, flipping his long hair back with the graceful and slowmotionly seductive snap of the neck, as the sunlight gleaming a golden glow, in the eye of his admirer. A Flash Of: The Golden Light of the Shining Sun over Santa Monica A Flash, As she Gently Weeps, as the tears leaving her eyes leave (in a flash of scenes) drops onto her jeans, the sidewalk--all the while, A tiny ant carries a giant leaf, as the spider weaves beneath the tree whose leaves leak streams of pretty streaking and speckled, and leaves glassy droplets stuck in the strings of the spider, still weaving; the rain floods the streams into rivers, which bleed, eventually in the ocean, fanning out into the Seven Seas. (pacifically, eventually) Are we reading this, or is this stage direction--production notes? What is this? Who is “we”? WE AVE A whole flashback unfolds: A steamy shower, thick with the smell sweet candles, leaving steam-less spots of mirror in the flickering heat; A seamless and synchronized transition, as the More Cheery and Upbeat Strings, Beat and melody in the previously playing version, fades seemingly into the steam, as ‘Cringe, Stripped” leads us into the memory, where she sings with the heartbreakingly haunting and soulful sadness, the harmony, her voice blending perfectly over the recording as if it were meant to be; The Duality of Grief. Not quite flashing back, but seen as a translucent overlay, another flash; The Seats of a theatre, the scene in black and white, as the stage lights washout, the flickering dremlike scene, the steam so thick we barely see the details of the singing, with the passion that seems to bleed out the ache of her broken, barely beating heart. The song rings out, evolving into what just may be, the beginnings of a remix, as more quick flashes slam back-to-back A flash of: The Scene In The Mercedes A flash of an ambulance, sirens blaring! A flash as the scene of A spider sleeping peacefully beneath a leaf, shielded from the rain, which leaves droplets on the strings, on the opposite side of the same tree; Blissfully unaware of the bird, perched just above lurking or something to eat. Neither the spider, nor the other, or the bird or ant are aware of any one-another, or any other world other besides the tree, the flash of a longshot which we see, is unassumingly and unimpressively, “just a tree” a grey and stormy day; A plane takes off up into the heavy rain, droplets changing shape through the window, looking out as the plane lifts off the ground. The next layer of memories unfold as voiceovers from various quotes, accompanying the song still playing, now beginning to blend with first the stripped version, then the album/studio version, which for a moment, is singularly heard, as the flash of a scene from a more recent memory flashes: The Digital Clock in the Car Reads, 88.1 in red, The volume is low, almost so low that it can't be heard: she stares out the window on a grey and overcast day, eyes lost and pondering--though they light when her finely tuned ears catch the pitch of the song ‘Cringe', as she excitedly turns the volume up eagerly, listening for a moment--a range of joyful surprise in her expressions, happily pushing up the Translucent Pink Frames, sighing with a smile, as she exclaims, “WHAT? THIS SONG IS ON THE RADIO NOW?!” The driver, taken aback but having caught her contagious beam of “happy” I almost forgot about this song. That was a long time ago... “Oh...do you know this song?” I haven't heard it in forever...I forgot it existed. [pause] I can't believe it took that long… “yeah , it's pretty popular. It's like always on.” ...I can't believe this song...daaaaamn...her excitement settles, as she looks back out of the window, at the grey and rainy day. So, that's how long it takes… The blending and fading of the song creates an array of rapidly changing scenes faded, flashing, cut and becoming somehow closer, yet further away at the same time. Colors and shapes, as the sounds that the songs all being played which remain the same, but change, as they create new sound waves; The Three Songs are arranged and rearranged, as are the scenes, pictures, videos, of entertainment stages through the ages, The Festival Culture highlighted in the Inception since The Dawn of Rave, to present day. [Each quote, a voiceover played by an ensemble cast, each made to read any/every line specifically, if unaccompanied by a name.] The Clips and Sound Combine with Colorful Psychedelic and neon in some scenes even in 3D, (ideally, actually, up to 9D) as music, theatre, television, and flashes of memories and scenes of everything, as the shifting screen changes slightly and steadily with the music, now something of an electronic-meets-acoustic symphony (:UNPLUGGED), still cleanly and seamless in the colorful chaos that is everything, though visually intensely overwhelming, a sensory-stimulating synthesis of “Sound That You Can See”[ *go back for quote from song] The Sountrack now taking us on a Journey through sound, (ideally surround sound, even having speakers and subs somehow mounted from the ceiling, pointing down, pointing up from the ground. With Live Theatre Production Experiences combine more elements representative of the 9 Dimensions, by arranging speakers set outside of the theatre itself--perhaps, if in a Live Theatre setting, where the movie is projected onto a screen or skrim on stage, additional screens canbe projected onto the walls of the theatre, creating potential to use the audience interactively, perhaps arranging for actors seated amongst the audience members, interjecting at the intersections of crossing dimensions with both improvised and rehearsed actions, and or carrying out specific tasks as it related to the plot, the audience, even becoming the stage, as the stage is re-arranged; even becoming a mirror image of the theatre, filling with patrons and gazing into the audience, where cast members reflect a multidimensional portrayal, an interpretive alternate reality of what is happening on stage, unseen off stage, while the film still plays somewhere (or even sometimes, nowhere) as light and sound design give the viewer an experience of senselessness and sensory stimulus, Explaining through experience, representations of conditions; Much like a masterful DJ mixes musical elements in a live setting by reading the crowd, The Ideal Live Production of this Film has the ability to Unify the audience through various interactive activities; an energy-based planned, or even sporadic--based on the audience itself, monitored by The Ringmaster, an unseen (cast) Omnipitence, or ‘The Universe” itself, , as we apply the Values of Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect as the Ultra-Fine Line between “Everything” and “Nothing”, in simpler terms: Light and Dark, and finding the balance which allows us, in the “present” to explore and experience The Voids, shattering reality as the Linear plot unravels into a non-linar Uncontrolled Experiement, Allowing for Manuverability within the variables and simulating a Synesthesia-Inspired Simulation of Multidimensional Time and Space Travel, using music as the constant connection; as the finale transforms the theater in entirety into both a theatrical interpretation of a full-scale music festival--and a real-life miniature dance scene, inviting real-life ravers to fill the space to capacity, as the final scenes of the film unfold as the our present reality Expanding, Ascending, Compressing, and Collapsing All at Once, Explosions and Implosions as Conscious and Unconscious Collide in the Cosmos; Darkness having never known Light, and Life is the balance we find as they collide, tied in tightly by Time through the rhymes and iambic pentameters, patterns, passion, perception; we find the Power of the Divine is the awareness of one's existence as Everything and/or Nothing at once, As the Reflection of both the inward and outward selves must balance, and harmonize in time, to realize The Difference between Paradise and The Prison of Purgatory, is the illusion of Division between the two Divine Eyes; The strength behind them lights the … Ted, Ted, and Ted's accidental initiation into The Psychonauts began as a result of the friends, originally three Fraternity Brothers and Recent Graduates of UCLA attending festivals consistently together, each using various Mind-Altering substances to attract (“preferably female”) partygoers. Over the course of the series in short (often light and comedic) scenes, where the trio often stumble into reality-shattering situations by sheer coincidence or seemingly random occurrences. But as we later learn about the multilayered world of interdimensional existence, Everything happens for a reason; Nothing is Impossible, Never Say Never, Be Careful what You Wish For-- and, of course-- there are no coincidences. These three seemingly simple-minded creatures begin as “wooks”, Shirtless Party Boys eager to rave. Often [irresponsibly] experimenting with copious amounts of psychedelics, the boys often find themselves unknowingly transported through various wormholes, teleportals, time warps, and Voids created through the music at each festival they attend, sometimes confusedly landing them in alternate parallels and altered dimensions of reality, sometimes even spiraling into three separate dimensions at once, thus creating new points along The Grid, from which the parallels and dimensions are woven together and interconnected through, time, space, circumstance, and choice in any conscious--ultimately (though, most often by dumb luck or happy accidents) expanding the universe, prompting the Ascended Masters to scout Ted, Ted, and Ted as a unified team to be inducted into The Psyconauts, eventually becoming an integral and important Dillon (Theodore) Francis, while working towards an Alliance between the Bampheramphs and Psychonauts uses his bewittingly bestowed middle name to act as an Alternate ‘Ted', or sometimes work jointly as The QuadraSquad, a “pop-up” rave squad which acts as a recruitment team, and on emergency search-and-rescue missions, collecting key components along the collapse and collision of worlds and within the fabric of space, time, and reality. Chak Chel and Dillon Francis put the Teds through a rigorous (and extremely senseless) crash-course in DJing, forming a popular Trio, whose name varies depending on the dimensions in which they will preform, secretly setting tactical bassdrops, emitting coded frequencies to communicate covertly with other entities, opening intentional time warps, portals, and wormholes through their DJ sets. Time holes where the Trio are in two (or sometimes, more, and alternately infinite) places at once are placed as easter eggs throughout the series; In some cases, The Three Teds are even festival attendees at the festivals which in a neighboring reality they are also headlining, even at points transporting their own selves through timespace--whether intentionally, or coincidentally. As the Teds reach the high ranks of The Psychonauts, even eventually (and unwillingly) becoming separated by the obligation of duty, being assigned to separate sanctions of Leadership by skillset as a “draft” is enacted to strengthen their forces, as they prepare for The FInal Battle (actually multiple (infinite) battles occurring concurrently throughout the expanse of reality, even stretching into the outer realms of ‘inexistence' as the collective consciousness grows, reaching Ascension, and allowing certain realities to reach the New Paradigm. Though evolved over time as the series progresses, The Teds maintain their quirky wookness, questionable (sometimes inappropriate) sense of fashion, and hilariously signature fratboy attitudes and antics, reunifying as a powerful Trio once more towards the conclusion of the series, appearing elementally in various ways at most crucial plot points, revealing the creation through all of their endeavors and shenanigans, a brand new universe within The Infinite Multiverse. (“TED”, where everything/everyone is “Ted”, This universe collides with “Everyone's A DJ”, and, as an infinitely expanding and integral part of the universe, appears optically as “TBD” (To Be Determined, Where Cliffhangers, Plot Holes, Continuity Errors and other traditional elements of Theatrical Film are represented throughout the SUPA Saga and overall festival project.) During the Wookness: Ted: Yo, how much for this? (Points To Kandi Cuff) ...How much-what? Ted: How much is it? Like what, $50 bucks? 50 bucks?! Ted: Oh shit, my bad--festival prices, huh? Sorry yo, I got a $50, the rest is big bills. Doyou have an online shop? Are you trying to buy my kandi? You can't *buy* kandi! Ted: Pssshhh! Ted: All I buy is Kandi! You can't sell kandi, you're supposed to trade it.. That's why you make it. Ted: Yeah bro, I've done trades. (Flashback) Raver Girl: Wanna Trade Kandi? Ted: Show Us your Titties! The girl looks to her friend, as if to say “should I?” her friend, wearing dark Ray Bans, and sternly nods her head in approval, her friend shrugs drunkenly as if to say“fuck it, why not?” While the friend swiftly pulls out her iPhone, the other lifts her shirt, flashing the happy Teds, dancing in Fratboy Delight; Ted, standing adjacent to the straight-faced girl in Sunglasses, sneakily scrunches down to get a good picture; their [Tri-Lens] iPhone cameras now directly aligned. face to face, (or rather, eye-to-eye) ((Or, eye-to-eye, rather,)) (((Rather, eye-to-eye,))). snapping his picture, as the flash from her camera blinds him Ted:UH, Yeah you can..They sell it online. Online? Whats--what? SELL? Ted: Fuck yeah dude. Ted: YEEE, KANDI KID 4 LIFE YOU ARE NOT A KANDI--Ki--YOU CAn'T SELL KANDI. Woah, chill. No “chill” no selling Kandi! NO! NO! What Chak Chel's Bedtime Stories Chak Chel, the GOOGLE kids' favorite babysitter, tells stories of infinitely expanding adventures of the multidimensions of timespace -Honey, I Killed Myself. -Honey, I Shrunk The Skrillex -Who Killed Sunni Blu? -Who Killed SupaCree? -The Curious Case of SupaCree -DILLONCEPTION Trapped in an intensely infinite and ever-expanding and/or consistently densening Vividly Lucid Multidimensionally (And Musically) Interconnected Omni-Galactic Eternal Space-Time “Loop”, [DJ] Dillon Francis must frustratingly attempt to multitask through an “apparently unlimited”[ (I TOLD YOU, IN-FIN-ITE. INFINITY.)] battle his Masked nemesis, Key: Brackets [] Director's Notes, Production Details, typically indicating a tie-in with other entries, or crossovers from other consecutively (or, sometimes, alternately) running series in the saga, more frequently as the “Multiverse” expands, or as the (Technical Omniverse, Eventually) in which the series' specific “(U)niverse” ‘collapsing', being progressively stated repeatedly throughout the series to be both compressing, and expanding respectively; However, as the Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure... Dill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (They cross paths with Bill and Ted, in their search for Two of the missing Teds; Alternately Ted and Ted discover how ‘Three's a Crowd” makes sense, as they happily gallavant frat-tastically through the galaxy, in search of a Sexy Space-Alien Rave Bae (The Amazonian Women from futurama, live action, Saved by the Heroes from futurama) (on) Having ascended into the dimension after her most recent death, SupaCree (not yet known as SupaCree), lands “God”, an Ascended Dimension where she can actually communicate clearly with the Ascended Masters, being closer to ‘God' (her)self, but not directly being able to interact with her; conversely, she can scan the plains of reality from “above”, though later we learn there is no “up” or “down” in “Total Omnipotence”, the post-conscience Infinite Existence Experienced in the Limitless (INFINITE) Energy of Being Everything, Everyone, and Everywhere at once; Simultaneously Nonexistant, Being “Nothing”, “Nobody” and “Nowhere” at once, all represented variously through the concept of infinite multidimentionality, in our “3” dimensional “Uni-Multi-Omni-Versal” (apparently, I've just been told) SupaCree exists in a Tri-Verse, unbeknownst to even God (her)self to its true Origins, the “final(e)” (but not, ever) (e) In a random and nearly collapsed alternate fabric of timespace, where the spelling of the name “Cree” is pronounced the same, but spelled simply “Cre”, (though, specifically equally--”by the exact number of times, actually”--mispronounced”, One of the only similarities between the two, sharing the same planetary alignments and cosmic significance and the same parents--however having been conceived with completely different genetic markers: As a result, this alternate version of herself is physically not “opposite”, but differs in physical appearance drastically--at least, for the most part--as more ideally attractive which to The Original's mind-blowing dissatisfaction, (and, also stagnantly egotistical “Very Satisfied” Satisfaction), But the feeling soon fades when she learns that this reality is on the verge of imminent collapse after the discovery that one subtle, singular synchronicity shared in her actual reality(s)(realities) (which one?) ((Multiple “actual-realities, actually”)) (((Multiple Synchronized Individual Existence Theory, one of the multiple Theories (I) Use to Conceive the (Law) of Evolutionary Infinite Omnipotence, (Everything is Everything/Nothing is Nothing/ God is, as I am/ I am U/All Are One) the aforementioned suggesting the absolute possibility of any circumstance which allows a singular subject with (apparently) “limited” existence, total and complete synchronization at “exact” moment of “Creation”, or “Origin”, and any circumstantially coinciding consecutive synchronizations beyond the limitations eo each respective individual's actual existence or reality.)(Satisfaction, Benny Benassi) (And Apparently, The Biz--because, literally, writing in real-time (What is time) with google. (What's The Biz???) Travelling to 2003, where the event which ties this frail and “practically non-existent” fabric of reality to her own, she eagerly races against the clock (in real time?) ((maybe, unreal time)) (((I am time.))) “I don't believe in time”, later corrected, after being stuck in a Godless world to “The human concept of “time”,/God's not real, or opting to state the phrase more subjectively, “I don't [really}/I kinda don't believe in time,” though as she evolves more rapidly through her progressive Ascension and Elemental Mastery, quickly Surpassing Ascended Mastery as a skilled sorcerer,Visionary Seer, helping her rapidly strengthen the art of Cosmic Alchemy, mastery of (eventually, instant, and respectively infinite manifestation, and matter/antimatter movement and/or manipulation;i.e. The art of Creation. I.E., Do you even know what “i.e' stands for? I'll look it up later, I know what its used for. Look it up. [Googles i.e, clicks on top most commonly searched] I.e. and e.g. are both Latin abbreviations. E.g. stands for exempli gratia and means “for example.” I.e. is the abbreviation for id est and means “in other words.” Remember that E is for example (e.g.) and that I and E are the first letters of in essence, an alternative English translation of i.e. The Original Cree sits perched behind a red (Ugh, red…) ...A red laptop computer; the love light lost from her dark eyes, through the clear lenses of her cheap, brandless (Medicaid.) ...brandless black glasses, narrow framed and unbecoming over the shape of her face, the Album ‘Who Killed Matt Maeson” softly plays a somber song, to which she'd normally--at least, if left alone or rarely, in “comfortable company” (That's, someone you don't necessarily “like”, but still feel comfortable enough to sing around.) The Scientist, in a higher realm, peaking down through her microscope, watches contently, curiously, and concisely, dialing its lens by a couple turns, as she ponders aloud, Hm. Wonder what makes that happen, exactly? That's...huh...Hm. [Her project, a mystery hidden from the audience. She pushes herself back from the desk, reaching for her notebook and jotting quickly her findings, stopping only turn on some [] Music, which blends seamlessly as we fade back into the scene of the drab and unflattering, somewhat “sickeningly” lit, reminiscent of the stagnancy most often observed in a petri dish.] As the song ‘Cringe' begins to play in the background, the clear picture of the laptop screen fades into a blurred obscurity, as her focus shifts sharply to the warm glowing array of colors of her speaker light her otherwise nearly lifeless eyes, as she is Slightly and softly hypnotized into a series of several simultaneous vivid memories; separate and specifically assorted scenes form, as she remembers “everything” quite at once, A vision weaved into her conscious memories, just as seamlessly; A Web Wrapped with the Fragile Fabric of “Time”, the invisible energy of musical frequencies awaken ones senses and sensibilities--invisible, for some...at least. The light on the speaker, a golden tone, as we cascade into the eye mind; A flash to a blurry memory, 2017; A slender and handsome longhaired surfer, resurfaces from submersion under the waves, flipping his long hair back with the graceful and slowmotionly seductive snap of the neck, as the sunlight gleaming a golden glow, in the eye of his admirer. A Flash Of: The Golden Light of the Shining Sun over Santa Monica A Flash, As she Gently Weeps, as the tears leaving her eyes leave (in a flash of scenes) drops onto her jeans, the sidewalk--all the while, A tiny ant carries a giant leaf, as the spider weaves beneath the tree whose leaves leak streams of pretty streaking and speckled, and leaves glassy droplets stuck in the strings of the spider, still weaving; the rain floods the streams into rivers, which bleed, eventually in the ocean, fanning out into the Seven Seas. (pacifically, eventually) Are we reading this, or is this stage direction--production notes? What is this? Who is “we”? WE AVE A whole flashback unfolds: A steamy shower, thick with the smell sweet candles, leaving steam-less spots of mirror in the flickering heat; A seamless and synchronized transition, as the More Cheery and Upbeat Strings, Beat and melody in the previously playing version, fades seemingly into the steam, as ‘Cringe, Stripped” leads us into the memory, where she sings with the heartbreakingly haunting and soulful sadness, the harmony, her voice blending perfectly over the recording as if it were meant to be; The Duality of Grief. Not quite flashing back, but seen as a translucent overlay, another flash; The Seats of a theatre, the scene in black and white, as the stage lights washout, the flickering dremlike scene, the steam so thick we barely see the details of the singing, with the passion that seems to bleed out the ache of her broken, barely beating heart. The song rings out, evolving into what just may be, the beginnings of a remix, as more quick flashes slam back-to-back A flash of: The Scene In The Mercedes A flash of an ambulance, sirens blaring! A flash as the scene of A spider sleeping peacefully beneath a leaf, shielded from the rain, which leaves droplets on the strings, on the opposite side of the same tree; Blissfully unaware of the bird, perched just above lurking or something to eat. Neither the spider, nor the other, or the bird or ant are aware of any one-another, or any other world other besides the tree, the flash of a longshot which we see, is unassumingly and unimpressively, “just a tree” a grey and stormy day; A plane takes off up into the heavy rain, droplets changing shape through the window, looking out as the plane lifts off the ground. The next layer of memories unfold as voiceovers from various quotes, accompanying the song still playing, now beginning to blend with first the stripped version, then the album/studio version, which for a moment, is singularly heard, as the flash of a scene from a more recent memory flashes: The Digital Clock in the Car Reads, 88.1 in red, The volume is low, almost so low that it can't be heard: she stares out the window on a grey and overcast day, eyes lost and pondering--though they light when her finely tuned ears catch the pitch of the song ‘Cringe', as she excitedly turns the volume up eagerly, listening for a moment--a range of joyful surprise in her expressions, happily pushing up the Translucent Pink Frames, sighing with a smile, as she exclaims, “WHAT? THIS SONG IS ON THE RADIO NOW?!” The driver, taken aback but having caught her contagious beam of “happy” I almost forgot about this song. That was a long time ago... “Oh...do you know this song?” I haven't heard it in forever...I forgot it existed. [pause] I can't believe it took that long… “yeah , it's pretty popular. It's like always on.” ...I can't believe this song...daaaaamn...her excitement settles, as she looks back out of the window, at the grey and rainy day. So, that's how long it takes… The blending and fading of the song creates an array of rapidly changing scenes faded, flashing, cut and becoming somehow closer, yet further away at the same time. Colors and shapes, as the sounds that the songs all being played which remain the same, but change, as they create new sound waves; The Three Songs are arranged and rearranged, as are the scenes, pictures, videos, of entertainment stages through the ages, The Festival Culture highlighted in the Inception since The Dawn of Rave, to present day. [Each quote, a voiceover played by an ensemble cast, each made to read any/every line specifically, if unaccompanied by a name.] The Clips and Sound Combine with Colorful Psychedelic and neon in some scenes even in 3D, (ideally, actually, up to 9D) as music, theatre, television, and flashes of memories and scenes of everything, as the shifting screen changes slightly and steadily with the music, now something of an electronic-meets-acoustic symphony (:UNPLUGGED), still cleanly and seamless in the colorful chaos that is everything, though visually intensely overwhelming, a sensory-stimulating synthesis of “Sound That You Can See”[ *go back for quote from song] The Sountrack now taking us on a Journey through sound, (ideally surround sound, even having speakers and subs somehow mounted from the ceiling, pointing down, pointing up from the ground. With Live Theatre Production Experiences combine more elements representative of the 9 Dimensions, by arranging speakers set outside of the theatre itself--perhaps, if in a Live Theatre setting, where the movie is projected onto a screen or skrim on stage, additional screens canbe projected onto the walls of the theatre, creating potential to use the audience interactively, perhaps arranging for actors seated amongst the audience members, interjecting at the intersections of crossing dimensions with both improvised and rehearsed actions, and or carrying out specific tasks as it related to the plot, the audience, even becoming the stage, as the stage is re-arranged; even becoming a mirror image of the theatre, filling with patrons and gazing into the audience, where cast members reflect a multidimensional portrayal, an interpretive alternate reality of what is happening on stage, unseen off stage, while the film still plays somewhere (or even sometimes, nowhere) as light and sound design give the viewer an experience of senselessness and sensory stimulus, Explaining through experience, representations of conditions; Much like a masterful DJ mixes musical elements in a live setting by reading the crowd, The Ideal Live Production of this Film has the ability to Unify the audience through various interactive activities; an energy-based planned, or even sporadic--based on the audience itself, monitored by The Ringmaster, an unseen (cast) Omnipitence, or ‘The Universe” itself, , as we apply the Values of Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect as the Ultra-Fine Line between “Everything” and “Nothing”, in simpler terms: Light and Dark, and finding the balance which allows us, in the “present” to explore and experience The Voids, shattering reality as the Linear plot unravels into a non-linar Uncontrolled Experiement, Allowing for Manuverability within the variables and simulating a Synesthesia-Inspired Simulation of Multidimensional Time and Space Travel, using music as the constant connection; as the finale transforms the theatre in entirety into both a theatrical interpretation of a full-scale music festival--and a real-life miniature dance scene, inviting real-life ravers to fill the space to capacity, as the final scenes of the film unfold as the our present reality Expanding, Ascending, Compressing, and Collapsing All at Once, Explosions and Implosions as Concious and Unconcious Collide in the Cosmos; Darkness having never known Light, and Life is the balance we find as they collide, tied in tightly by Time through the rhymes and iambic pentameters, patterns, passion, perception; we find the Power of the Divine is the awareness of one's existence as Everything and/or Nothing at once, As the Reflection of both the inward and outward selves must balance, and harmonize in time, to realize The Difference between Paradice and The Prison of Purgatory, is the illusion of Division between the two Divine Eyes; The strength behind them lights the … I'm tired. Something about a third eye, right? I don't know. I think they closed mine. Who's “they” I am. “I prefer the gloominess to the sun. I don't know why.” (From, The Beatles, Love: Sun, Sun, Sun…) “‘I told the spider i'd write it!” (A quick clip of spiderman) ‘'Ohh, she spida” Okay, literally what the FUCK is my life. Are you alive? Not even. This doesn't make sense. How much sense is it supposed to make. It is making sense. It's making 6th sense. How did he DO that? Just him? THEY. Oh, shit. I know you're workin for it. Nah, I don't even think that's right? What's right? Something Doesn't Feel Right, I've had enough for one night. Yo, how is this happening? I don't know. They said it was a 9-Dimensional Song. WHAT even IS the 9th Dimension? What are any of the DImensions? I don't know. Google it. I did. And? And I have ADD. I dont know. So, go! GOH.. Aw, FUCK. This is getting weird. It's been weird. How is it, I can quit Skrillex, but Skrillex can't quit me. What? It was just a coincidence. There are no coincidences. How is that song even on the radio. Look what money can do! Money can do anything! I guess taht explains why you can't. it DOES. Do they want me to kill myself? Do you want you to kill yourself? Not really. I'd rather just die of natural causes, so I don'thave to be punished. Are you being punished. I commit suicide, and-- I already told this story. I'm not telling it again. How many times have you really told it. I've been telling it. I've been living it. I'm over it. Youre not over it. You're panicking. I'm writing. Youre fasting. I'm hungry. Why are you fasting? Because nothing makes sense. I have no money, I have no music-- You have music. I have nothing. I'm fucked. There are no coincidences. Don't you think I know? I quit listening to Skrillex, all of a sudden he's on the radio?! Yes. Is he even aware of my existence?! Is he? What the fuck is happening right now. Where's Scary Monsters? In my head. What's the plot? It's...somewhere. You've got to clean up these documents somehow. I don't have the focus. Try crystal meth. No. Try adderall. ...I don't have any money. Try a doctor. I did. I tried over and over and over. For depression. For Anxiety. For ADD. Everything they give me just makes me WORSE. That's hy you NEVER say you're runnin for President. I'm NOT. But you said it. Now you're really fucked. I am. So that's it. That has to be it. They want me dead so I can't run. That's the only way it's going to happen. What's going to happen. Either thing. I'm not running for President. You're not killing yourself. Psh. Watch me. We have been. Who is we. We-YOU. IT doesn't matter. nobody would believe any of it. the whole story sounds made up. How is this supposed to work out? They used Skrillex to get me to kill myself? That's...that's deep. Or…? Or...they used Skrillex to get me to... Get you to…? I don't know. I'm pretty worthless. All I do is...this. And what's this? And who is THIS? That was Chak Chel, I guess. What the fuck did getter DO? What did Getter do? What are they doing? I think the better question is: Why? WHY In-- Who's name? I'm not God. Until you are. And then I'm Avicii. Or Skrillex. Skrillex isn't dead yet. Yet. What the fuck. Don't . I didn't. But you did. Fuck this. Fuck That. Fuck that, too. Wait, does the Roomba say “fuck that” or “fuck you?” It says “Fuck you-fuck you-fuck you-fuck you-” Because it's a vacuum, so it's literally ‘eating shit'. See. Classic. Occult Classic. It is, all in my head. Until it isn't. I already fucked up. I sent a fucking suicide letter to-- A suicide letter. One of hundreds. Yeah. So they know i'm fucked up. Because they didn't know already? How would they know? How would they NOT KNOW? They've been with you all year. That's all in my head. Is it? I mean--Is it? Seems like it. Look at the evidence. I am the evidence. Look at last year--everywhere you went in the rave world, something happened. Lots of somethings happened. Eventually culminating in-- In? Tents. So what the FUCK am I supposed to do. Well, not kill yourself. Then what? Not starve yourself. I'm too fat. But you can lose weight. You can do anything, I can't do anything. You can. Then, I already have. Right. What am I supposed to do? What is this supposed to mean? Maybe it's time for a jump start. I was saving that. You were supposed to blast off at the STRAT and had McDonalds instead. I ordered a Muder-Suicide, with the intention of finishing in Suicide. But? But I went into a food coma. So maybe rather than the enemy, McDonalds is a friend. McDonalds is a friend to no one. Saved your life. Prolonged my life. As it always seems to. Think to the last few times you've ordered the Suicide Meal. It's only been twice. And? Both times I fell asleep before I could do it. So. So there's something in McDonalds that...I don't know. Takes away the ache. It is an ache, isn't it. It is. Now think--you're not the only suicidal person on the planet. No, I'm not. Think harder. I just did. And where did you go? To The Mountain. Where--? Where Tim said-- And how is it that you're on a first name basis with someone you've never met? I'm pretty sure i'm just crazy. Avicii came to you how? Through the music. And Sonny came to you how? ... How? Through the music. What did his mother say? Can I write this? Either someone's reading it, or they aren't. And if they are? Then, what does that make you? Crazy. But they're reading your words. They're just words. What did she say? I know what she said. I don't think I can write it. This is why The Untold Prophecy Remains Untold. This is all ridiculous. Isn't it. Whose birthday is it? Mine. Happy Birthday. Thanks. How old are you? I remember someone asked that... Who? What did Getter Do? Just Getter? What...does Pasqualle Do? Just Pasqualle? ...What do I... What are you? I don't know. Did you ever? Would You Ever? I can't help it. What can you help? I don't know. Why me? Y-U, Y-U, Y-U-- What was that, anyway? {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

Ted, Ted, and Ted's accidental initiation into The Psychonauts began as a result of the friends, originally three Fraternity Brothers and Recent Graduates of UCLA attending festivals consistently together, each using various Mind-Altering substances to attract (“preferably female”) partygoers. Over the course of the series in short (often light and comedic) scenes, where the trio often stumble into reality-shattering situations by sheer coincidence or seemingly random occurrences. But as we later learn about the multilayered world of interdimensional existence, Everything happens for a reason; Nothing is Impossible, Never Say Never, Be Careful what You Wish For-- and, of course-- there are no coincidences. These three seemingly simple-minded creatures begin as “wooks”, Shirtless Party Boys eager to rave. Often [irresponsibly] experimenting with copious amounts of psychedelics, the boys often find themselves unknowingly transported through various wormholes, teleportals, time warps, and Voids created through the music at each festival they attend, sometimes confusedly landing them in alternate parallels and altered dimensions of reality, sometimes even spiraling into three separate dimensions at once, thus creating new points along The Grid, from which the parallels and dimensions are woven together and interconnected through, time, space, circumstance, and choice in any conscious--ultimately (though, most often by dumb luck or happy accidents) expanding the universe, prompting the Ascended Masters to scout Ted, Ted, and Ted as a unified team to be inducted into The Psyconauts, eventually becoming an integral and important Dillon (Theodore) Francis, while working towards an Alliance between the Bampheramphs and Psychonauts uses his bewittingly bestowed middle name to act as an Alternate ‘Ted', or sometimes work jointly as The QuadraSquad, a “pop-up” rave squad which acts as a recruitment team, and on emergency search-and-rescue missions, collecting key components along the collapse and collision of worlds and within the fabric of space, time, and reality. Chak Chel and Dillon Francis put the Teds through a rigorous (and extremely senseless) crash-course in DJing, forming a popular Trio, whose name varies depending on the dimensions in which they will preform, secretly setting tactical bassdrops, emitting coded frequencies to communicate covertly with other entities, opening intentional time warps, portals, and wormholes through their DJ sets. Time holes where the Trio are in two (or sometimes, more, and alternately infinite) places at once are placed as easter eggs throughout the series; In some cases, The Three Teds are even festival attendees at the festivals which in a neighboring reality they are also headlining, even at points transporting their own selves through timespace--whether intentionally, or coincidentally. As the Teds reach the high ranks of The Psychonauts, even eventually (and unwillingly) becoming separated by the obligation of duty, being assigned to separate sanctions of Leadership by skillset as a “draft” is enacted to strengthen their forces, as they prepare for The FInal Battle (actually multiple (infinite) battles occurring concurrently throughout the expanse of reality, even stretching into the outer realms of ‘inexistence' as the collective consciousness grows, reaching Ascension, and allowing certain realities to reach the New Paradigm. Though evolved over time as the series progresses, The Teds maintain their quirky wookness, questionable (sometimes inappropriate) sense of fashion, and hilariously signature fratboy attitudes and antics, reunifying as a powerful Trio once more towards the conclusion of the series, appearing elementally in various ways at most crucial plot points, revealing the creation through all of their endeavors and shenanigans, a brand new universe within The Infinite Multivetrse. (“TED”, where everything/everyone is “Ted”, This universe collides with “Everyone's A DJ”, and, as an infinitely expanding and integral part of the universe, appears optically as “TBD” (To Be Determined, Where Cliffhangers, Plot Holes, Continuity Errors and other traditional elements of Theatrical Film are represented throughout the SUPA Saga and overall festival project.) During the Wookness: Ted: Yo, how much for this? (Points To Kandi Cuff) ...How much-what? Ted: How much is it? Like what, $50 bucks? 50 bucks?! Ted: Oh shit, my bad--festival prices, huh? Sorry yo, I got a $50, the rest is big bills. Doyou have an online shop? Are you trying to buy my kandi? You can't *buy* kandi! Ted: Pssshhh! Ted: All I buy is Kandi! YOu can't sell kandi, youre supposed to trade it.. That's why you make it. Ted: Yeah bro, I've done trades. (Flashback) Raver Girl: Wanna Trade Kandi? Ted: Show Us your Titties! The girl looks to her friend, as if to say “should I?” her friend, wearing dark Ray Bans, and sternly nods her head in approval, her friend shrugs drunkenly as if to say“fuck it, why not?” While the friend swiftly pulls out her iPhone, the other lifts her shirt, flashing the happy Teds, dancing in Fratboy Delight; Ted, standing adjacent to the straight-faced girl in Sunglasses, sneakily scrunches down to get a good picture; their [Tri-Lens] iPhone cameras now directly aligned. face to face, (or rather, eye-to-eye) ((Or, eye-to-eye, rather,)) (((Rather, eye-to-eye,))). snapping his picture, as the flash from her camera blinds him Ted:UH, Yeah you can..They sell it online. Online? Whats--what? SELL? Ted: Fuck yeah dude. Ted: YEEE, KANDI KID 4 LIFE YOU ARE NOT A KANDI--Ki--YOU CAn'T SELL KANDI. Woah, chill. No “chill” no selling Kandi! NO! NO! What Chak Chel's Bedtime Stories Chak Chel, the GOOGLE kids' favorite babysitter, tells stories of infinitely expanding adventures of the multidimensions of timespace -Honey, I Killed Myself. -Honey, I Shrunk The Skrillex -Who Killed Sunni Blu? -Who Killed SupaCree? -The Curious Case of SupaCree -DILLONCEPTION Trapped in an intensely infinite and ever-expanding and/or consistently densening Vividly Lucid Multidimensionally (And Musically) Interconnected Omni-Galactic Eternal Space-Time “Loop”, [DJ] Dillon Francis must frustratingly attempt to multitask through an “apparently unlimited”[ (I TOLD YOU, IN-FIN-ITE. INFINITY.)] battle his Masked nemesis, Key: Brackets [] Director's Notes, Production Details, typically indicating a tie-in with other entries, or crossovers from other consecutively (or, sometimes, alternately) running series in the saga, more frequently as the “Multiverse” expands, or as the (Technical Omniverse, Eventually) in which the series' specific “(U)niverse” ‘collapsing', being progressively stated repeatedly throughout the series to be both compressing, and expanding respectively; However, as the Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure... Dill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (They cross paths with Bill and Ted, in their search for Two of the missing Teds; Alternately Ted and Ted discover how ‘Three's a Crowd” makes sense, as they happily gallavant frat-tastically through the galaxy, in search of a Sexy Space-Alien Rave Bae (The Amazonian Women from futurama, live action, Saved by the Heroes from futurama) (on) Having ascended into the dimension after her most recent death, SupaCree (not yet known as SupaCree), lands “God”, an Ascended Dimension where she can actually communicate clearly with the Ascended Masters, being closer to ‘God' (her)self, but not directly being able to interact with her; conversely, she can scan the plains of reality from “above”, though later we learn there is no “up” or “down” in “Total Omnipotence”, the post-conscience Infinite Existence Experienced in the Limitless (INFINITE) Energy of Being Everything, Everyone, and Everywhere at once; Simultaneously Nonexistant, Being “Nothing”, “Nobody” and “Nowhere” at once, all represented variously through the concept of infinite multidimentionality, in our “3” dimensional “Uni-Multi-Omni-Versal” (apparently, I've just been told) SupaCree exists in a Tri-Verse, unbeknownst to even God (her)self to its true Origins, the “final(e)” (but not, ever) (e) In a random and nearly collapsed alternate fabric of timespace, where the spelling of the name “Cree” is pronounced the same, but spelled simply “Cre”, (though, specifically equally--”by the exact number of times, actually”--mispronounced”, One of the only similarities between the two, sharing the same planetary alignments and cosmic significance and the same parents--however having been conceived with completely different genetic markers: As a result, this alternate version of herself is physically not “opposite”, but differs in physical appearance drastically--at least, for the most part--as more ideally attractive which to The Original's mind-blowing dissatisfaction, (and, also stagnantly egotistical “Very Satisfied” Satisfaction), But the feeling soon fades when she learns that this reality is on the verge of imminent collapse after the discovery that one subtle, singular synchronicity shared in her actual reality(s)(realities) (which one?) ((Multiple “actual-realities, actually”)) (((Multiple Synchronized Individual Existence Theory, one of the multiple Theories (I) Use to Conceive the (Law) of Evolutionary Infinite Omnipotence, (Everything is Everything/Nothing is Nothing/ God is, as I am/ I am U/All Are One) the aforementioned suggesting the absolute possibility of any circumstance which allows a singular subject with (apparently) “limited” existence, total and complete synchronization at “exact” moment of “Creation”, or “Origin”, and any circumstantially coinciding consecutive synchronizations beyond the limitations eo each respective individual's actual existence or reality.)(Satisfaction, Benny Benassi) (And Apparently, The Biz--because, literally, writing in real-time (What is time) with google. (What's The Biz???) Travelling to 2003, where the event which ties this frail and “practically non-existent” fabric of reality to her own, she eagerly races against the clock (in real time?) ((maybe, unreal time)) (((I am time.))) “I don't believe in time”, later corrected, after being stuck in a Godless world to “The human concept of “time”,/God's not real, or opting to state the phrase more subjectively, “I don't [really}/I kinda don't believe in time,” though as she evolves more rapidly through her progressive Ascension and Elemental Mastery, quickly Surpassing Ascended Mastery as a skilled sorcerer,Visionary Seer, helping her rapidly strengthen the art of Cosmic Alchemy, mastery of (eventually, instant, and respectively infinite manifestation, and matter/antimatter movement and/or manipulation;i.e. The art of Creation. I.E., Do you even know what “i.e' stands for? I'll look it up later, I know what its used for. Look it up. [Googles i.e, clicks on top most commonly searched] I.e. and e.g. are both Latin abbreviations. E.g. stands for exempli gratia and means “for example.” I.e. is the abbreviation for id est and means “in other words.” Remember that E is for example (e.g.) and that I and E are the first letters of in essence, an alternative English translation of i.e. The Original Cree sits perched behind a red (Ugh, red…) ...A red laptop computer; the love light lost from her dark eyes, through the clear lenses of her cheap, brandless (Medicaid.) ...brandless black glasses, narrow framed and unbecoming over the shape of her face, the Album ‘Who Killed Matt Maeson” softly plays a somber song, to which she'd normally--at least, if left alone or rarely, in “comfortable company” (That's, someone you don't necessarily “like”, but still feel comfortable enough to sing around.) The Scientist, in a higher realm, peaking down through her microscope, watches contently, curiously, and concisely, dialing its lens by a couple turns, as she ponders aloud, Hm. Wonder what makes that happen, exactly? That's...huh...Hm. [Her project, a mystery hidden from the audience. She pushes herself back from the desk, reaching for her notebook and jotting quickly her findings, stopping only turn on some [] Music, which blends seamlessly as we fade back into the scene of the drab and unflattering, somewhat “sickeningly” lit, reminiscent of the stagnancy most often observed in a petri dish.] As the song ‘Cringe' begins to play in the background, the clear picture of the laptop screen fades into a blurred obscurity, as her focus shifts sharply to the warm glowing array of colors of her speaker light her otherwise nearly lifeless eyes, as she is Slightly and softly hypnotized into a series of several simultaneous vivid memories; separate and specifically assorted scenes form, as she remembers “everything” quite at once, A vision weaved into her conscious memories, just as seamlessly; A Web Wrapped with the Fragile Fabric of “Time”, the invisible energy of musical frequencies awaken ones senses and sensibilities--invisible, for some...at least. The light on the speaker, a golden tone, as we cascade into the eye mind; A flash to a blurry memory, 2017; A slender and handsome longhaired surfer, resurfaces from submersion under the waves, flipping his long hair back with the graceful and slowmotionly seductive snap of the neck, as the sunlight gleaming a golden glow, in the eye of his admirer. A Flash Of: The Golden Light of the Shining Sun over Santa Monica A Flash, As she Gently Weeps, as the tears leaving her eyes leave (in a flash of scenes) drops onto her jeans, the sidewalk--all the while, A tiny ant carries a giant leaf, as the spider weaves beneath the tree whose leaves leak streams of pretty streaking and speckled, and leaves glassy droplets stuck in the strings of the spider, still weaving; the rain floods the streams into rivers, which bleed, eventually in the ocean, fanning out into the Seven Seas. (pacifically, eventually) Are we reading this, or is this stage direction--production notes? What is this? Who is “we”? WE AVE A whole flashback unfolds: A steamy shower, thick with the smell sweet candles, leaving steam-less spots of mirror in the flickering heat; A seamless and synchronized transition, as the More Cheery and Upbeat Strings, Beat and melody in the previously playing version, fades seemingly into the steam, as ‘Cringe, Stripped” leads us into the memory, where she sings with the heartbreakingly haunting and soulful sadness, the harmony, her voice blending perfectly over the recording as if it were meant to be; The Duality of Grief. Not quite flashing back, but seen as a translucent overlay, another flash; The Seats of a theatre, the scene in black and white, as the stage lights washout, the flickering dremlike scene, the steam so thick we barely see the details of the singing, with the passion that seems to bleed out the ache of her broken, barely beating heart. The song rings out, evolving into what just may be, the beginnings of a remix, as more quick flashes slam back-to-back A flash of: The Scene In The Mercedes A flash of an ambulance, sirens blaring! A flash as the scene of A spider sleeping peacefully beneath a leaf, shielded from the rain, which leaves droplets on the strings, on the opposite side of the same tree; Blissfully unaware of the bird, perched just above lurking or something to eat. Neither the spider, nor the other, or the bird or ant are aware of any one-another, or any other world other besides the tree, the flash of a longshot which we see, is unassumingly and unimpressively, “just a tree” a grey and stormy day; A plane takes off up into the heavy rain, droplets changing shape through the window, looking out as the plane lifts off the ground. The next layer of memories unfold as voiceovers from various quotes, accompanying the song still playing, now beginning to blend with first the stripped version, then the album/studio version, which for a moment, is singularly heard, as the flash of a scene from a more recent memory flashes: The Digital Clock in the Car Reads, 88.1 in red, The volume is low, almost so low that it can't be heard: she stares out the window on a grey and overcast day, eyes lost and pondering--though they light when her finely tuned ears catch the pitch of the song ‘Cringe', as she excitedly turns the volume up eagerly, listening for a moment--a range of joyful surprise in her expressions, happily pushing up the Translucent Pink Frames, sighing with a smile, as she exclaims, “WHAT? THIS SONG IS ON THE RADIO NOW?!” The driver, taken aback but having caught her contagious beam of “happy” I almost forgot about this song. That was a long time ago... “Oh...do you know this song?” I haven't heard it in forever...I forgot it existed. [pause] I can't believe it took that long… “yeah , it's pretty popular. It's like always on.” ...I can't believe this song...daaaaamn...her excitement settles, as she looks back out of the window, at the grey and rainy day. So, that's how long it takes… The blending and fading of the song creates an array of rapidly changing scenes faded, flashing, cut and becoming somehow closer, yet further away at the same time. Colors and shapes, as the sounds that the songs all being played which remain the same, but change, as they create new sound waves; The Three Songs are arranged and rearranged, as are the scenes, pictures, videos, of entertainment stages through the ages, The Festival Culture highlighted in the Inception since The Dawn of Rave, to present day. [Each quote, a voiceover played by an ensemble cast, each made to read any/every line specifically, if unaccompanied by a name.] The Clips and Sound Combine with Colorful Psychedelic and neon in some scenes even in 3D, (ideally, actually, up to 9D) as music, theatre, television, and flashes of memories and scenes of everything, as the shifting screen changes slightly and steadily with the music, now something of an electronic-meets-acoustic symphony (:UNPLUGGED), still cleanly and seamless in the colorful chaos that is everything, though visually intensely overwhelming, a sensory-stimulating synthesis of “Sound That You Can See”[ *go back for quote from song] The Sountrack now taking us on a Journey through sound, (ideally surround sound, even having speakers and subs somehow mounted from the ceiling, pointing down, pointing up from the ground. With Live Theatre Production Experiences combine more elements representative of the 9 Dimensions, by arranging speakers set outside of the theatre itself--perhaps, if in a Live Theatre setting, where the movie is projected onto a screen or skrim on stage, additional screens canbe projected onto the walls of the theatre, creating potential to use the audience interactively, perhaps arranging for actors seated amongst the audience members, interjecting at the intersections of crossing dimensions with both improvised and rehearsed actions, and or carrying out specific tasks as it related to the plot, the audience, even becoming the stage, as the stage is re-arranged; even becoming a mirror image of the theatre, filling with patrons and gazing into the audience, where cast members reflect a multidimensional portrayal, an interpretive alternate reality of what is happening on stage, unseen off stage, while the film still plays somewhere (or even sometimes, nowhere) as light and sound design give the viewer an experience of senselessness and sensory stimulus, Explaining through experience, representations of conditions; Much like a masterful DJ mixes musical elements in a live setting by reading the crowd, The Ideal Live Production of this Film has the ability to Unify the audience through various interactive activities; an energy-based planned, or even sporadic--based on the audience itself, monitored by The Ringmaster, an unseen (cast) Omnipitence, or ‘The Universe” itself, , as we apply the Values of Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect as the Ultra-Fine Line between “Everything” and “Nothing”, in simpler terms: Light and Dark, and finding the balance which allows us, in the “present” to explore and experience The Voids, shattering reality as the Linear plot unravels into a non-linar Uncontrolled Experiement, Allowing for Manuverability within the variables and simulating a Synesthesia-Inspired Simulation of Multidimensional Time and Space Travel, using music as the constant connection; as the finale transforms the theater in entirety into both a theatrical interpretation of a full-scale music festival--and a real-life miniature dance scene, inviting real-life ravers to fill the space to capacity, as the final scenes of the film unfold as the our present reality Expanding, Ascending, Compressing, and Collapsing All at Once, Explosions and Implosions as Conscious and Unconscious Collide in the Cosmos; Darkness having never known Light, and Life is the balance we find as they collide, tied in tightly by Time through the rhymes and iambic pentameters, patterns, passion, perception; we find the Power of the Divine is the awareness of one's existence as Everything and/or Nothing at once, As the Reflection of both the inward and outward selves must balance, and harmonize in time, to realize The Difference between Paradise and The Prison of Purgatory, is the illusion of Division between the two Divine Eyes; The strength behind them lights the … Ted, Ted, and Ted's accidental initiation into The Psychonauts began as a result of the friends, originally three Fraternity Brothers and Recent Graduates of UCLA attending festivals consistently together, each using various Mind-Altering substances to attract (“preferably female”) partygoers. Over the course of the series in short (often light and comedic) scenes, where the trio often stumble into reality-shattering situations by sheer coincidence or seemingly random occurrences. But as we later learn about the multilayered world of interdimensional existence, Everything happens for a reason; Nothing is Impossible, Never Say Never, Be Careful what You Wish For-- and, of course-- there are no coincidences. These three seemingly simple-minded creatures begin as “wooks”, Shirtless Party Boys eager to rave. Often [irresponsibly] experimenting with copious amounts of psychedelics, the boys often find themselves unknowingly transported through various wormholes, teleportals, time warps, and Voids created through the music at each festival they attend, sometimes confusedly landing them in alternate parallels and altered dimensions of reality, sometimes even spiraling into three separate dimensions at once, thus creating new points along The Grid, from which the parallels and dimensions are woven together and interconnected through, time, space, circumstance, and choice in any conscious--ultimately (though, most often by dumb luck or happy accidents) expanding the universe, prompting the Ascended Masters to scout Ted, Ted, and Ted as a unified team to be inducted into The Psyconauts, eventually becoming an integral and important Dillon (Theodore) Francis, while working towards an Alliance between the Bampheramphs and Psychonauts uses his bewittingly bestowed middle name to act as an Alternate ‘Ted', or sometimes work jointly as The QuadraSquad, a “pop-up” rave squad which acts as a recruitment team, and on emergency search-and-rescue missions, collecting key components along the collapse and collision of worlds and within the fabric of space, time, and reality. Chak Chel and Dillon Francis put the Teds through a rigorous (and extremely senseless) crash-course in DJing, forming a popular Trio, whose name varies depending on the dimensions in which they will preform, secretly setting tactical bassdrops, emitting coded frequencies to communicate covertly with other entities, opening intentional time warps, portals, and wormholes through their DJ sets. Time holes where the Trio are in two (or sometimes, more, and alternately infinite) places at once are placed as easter eggs throughout the series; In some cases, The Three Teds are even festival attendees at the festivals which in a neighboring reality they are also headlining, even at points transporting their own selves through timespace--whether intentionally, or coincidentally. As the Teds reach the high ranks of The Psychonauts, even eventually (and unwillingly) becoming separated by the obligation of duty, being assigned to separate sanctions of Leadership by skillset as a “draft” is enacted to strengthen their forces, as they prepare for The FInal Battle (actually multiple (infinite) battles occurring concurrently throughout the expanse of reality, even stretching into the outer realms of ‘inexistence' as the collective consciousness grows, reaching Ascension, and allowing certain realities to reach the New Paradigm. Though evolved over time as the series progresses, The Teds maintain their quirky wookness, questionable (sometimes inappropriate) sense of fashion, and hilariously signature fratboy attitudes and antics, reunifying as a powerful Trio once more towards the conclusion of the series, appearing elementally in various ways at most crucial plot points, revealing the creation through all of their endeavors and shenanigans, a brand new universe within The Infinite Multiverse. (“TED”, where everything/everyone is “Ted”, This universe collides with “Everyone's A DJ”, and, as an infinitely expanding and integral part of the universe, appears optically as “TBD” (To Be Determined, Where Cliffhangers, Plot Holes, Continuity Errors and other traditional elements of Theatrical Film are represented throughout the SUPA Saga and overall festival project.) During the Wookness: Ted: Yo, how much for this? (Points To Kandi Cuff) ...How much-what? Ted: How much is it? Like what, $50 bucks? 50 bucks?! Ted: Oh shit, my bad--festival prices, huh? Sorry yo, I got a $50, the rest is big bills. Doyou have an online shop? Are you trying to buy my kandi? You can't *buy* kandi! Ted: Pssshhh! Ted: All I buy is Kandi! You can't sell kandi, you're supposed to trade it.. That's why you make it. Ted: Yeah bro, I've done trades. (Flashback) Raver Girl: Wanna Trade Kandi? Ted: Show Us your Titties! The girl looks to her friend, as if to say “should I?” her friend, wearing dark Ray Bans, and sternly nods her head in approval, her friend shrugs drunkenly as if to say“fuck it, why not?” While the friend swiftly pulls out her iPhone, the other lifts her shirt, flashing the happy Teds, dancing in Fratboy Delight; Ted, standing adjacent to the straight-faced girl in Sunglasses, sneakily scrunches down to get a good picture; their [Tri-Lens] iPhone cameras now directly aligned. face to face, (or rather, eye-to-eye) ((Or, eye-to-eye, rather,)) (((Rather, eye-to-eye,))). snapping his picture, as the flash from her camera blinds him Ted:UH, Yeah you can..They sell it online. Online? Whats--what? SELL? Ted: Fuck yeah dude. Ted: YEEE, KANDI KID 4 LIFE YOU ARE NOT A KANDI--Ki--YOU CAn'T SELL KANDI. Woah, chill. No “chill” no selling Kandi! NO! NO! What Chak Chel's Bedtime Stories Chak Chel, the GOOGLE kids' favorite babysitter, tells stories of infinitely expanding adventures of the multidimensions of timespace -Honey, I Killed Myself. -Honey, I Shrunk The Skrillex -Who Killed Sunni Blu? -Who Killed SupaCree? -The Curious Case of SupaCree -DILLONCEPTION Trapped in an intensely infinite and ever-expanding and/or consistently densening Vividly Lucid Multidimensionally (And Musically) Interconnected Omni-Galactic Eternal Space-Time “Loop”, [DJ] Dillon Francis must frustratingly attempt to multitask through an “apparently unlimited”[ (I TOLD YOU, IN-FIN-ITE. INFINITY.)] battle his Masked nemesis, Key: Brackets [] Director's Notes, Production Details, typically indicating a tie-in with other entries, or crossovers from other consecutively (or, sometimes, alternately) running series in the saga, more frequently as the “Multiverse” expands, or as the (Technical Omniverse, Eventually) in which the series' specific “(U)niverse” ‘collapsing', being progressively stated repeatedly throughout the series to be both compressing, and expanding respectively; However, as the Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure... Dill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (They cross paths with Bill and Ted, in their search for Two of the missing Teds; Alternately Ted and Ted discover how ‘Three's a Crowd” makes sense, as they happily gallavant frat-tastically through the galaxy, in search of a Sexy Space-Alien Rave Bae (The Amazonian Women from futurama, live action, Saved by the Heroes from futurama) (on) Having ascended into the dimension after her most recent death, SupaCree (not yet known as SupaCree), lands “God”, an Ascended Dimension where she can actually communicate clearly with the Ascended Masters, being closer to ‘God' (her)self, but not directly being able to interact with her; conversely, she can scan the plains of reality from “above”, though later we learn there is no “up” or “down” in “Total Omnipotence”, the post-conscience Infinite Existence Experienced in the Limitless (INFINITE) Energy of Being Everything, Everyone, and Everywhere at once; Simultaneously Nonexistant, Being “Nothing”, “Nobody” and “Nowhere” at once, all represented variously through the concept of infinite multidimentionality, in our “3” dimensional “Uni-Multi-Omni-Versal” (apparently, I've just been told) SupaCree exists in a Tri-Verse, unbeknownst to even God (her)self to its true Origins, the “final(e)” (but not, ever) (e) In a random and nearly collapsed alternate fabric of timespace, where the spelling of the name “Cree” is pronounced the same, but spelled simply “Cre”, (though, specifically equally--”by the exact number of times, actually”--mispronounced”, One of the only similarities between the two, sharing the same planetary alignments and cosmic significance and the same parents--however having been conceived with completely different genetic markers: As a result, this alternate version of herself is physically not “opposite”, but differs in physical appearance drastically--at least, for the most part--as more ideally attractive which to The Original's mind-blowing dissatisfaction, (and, also stagnantly egotistical “Very Satisfied” Satisfaction), But the feeling soon fades when she learns that this reality is on the verge of imminent collapse after the discovery that one subtle, singular synchronicity shared in her actual reality(s)(realities) (which one?) ((Multiple “actual-realities, actually”)) (((Multiple Synchronized Individual Existence Theory, one of the multiple Theories (I) Use to Conceive the (Law) of Evolutionary Infinite Omnipotence, (Everything is Everything/Nothing is Nothing/ God is, as I am/ I am U/All Are One) the aforementioned suggesting the absolute possibility of any circumstance which allows a singular subject with (apparently) “limited” existence, total and complete synchronization at “exact” moment of “Creation”, or “Origin”, and any circumstantially coinciding consecutive synchronizations beyond the limitations eo each respective individual's actual existence or reality.)(Satisfaction, Benny Benassi) (And Apparently, The Biz--because, literally, writing in real-time (What is time) with google. (What's The Biz???) Travelling to 2003, where the event which ties this frail and “practically non-existent” fabric of reality to her own, she eagerly races against the clock (in real time?) ((maybe, unreal time)) (((I am time.))) “I don't believe in time”, later corrected, after being stuck in a Godless world to “The human concept of “time”,/God's not real, or opting to state the phrase more subjectively, “I don't [really}/I kinda don't believe in time,” though as she evolves more rapidly through her progressive Ascension and Elemental Mastery, quickly Surpassing Ascended Mastery as a skilled sorcerer,Visionary Seer, helping her rapidly strengthen the art of Cosmic Alchemy, mastery of (eventually, instant, and respectively infinite manifestation, and matter/antimatter movement and/or manipulation;i.e. The art of Creation. I.E., Do you even know what “i.e' stands for? I'll look it up later, I know what its used for. Look it up. [Googles i.e, clicks on top most commonly searched] I.e. and e.g. are both Latin abbreviations. E.g. stands for exempli gratia and means “for example.” I.e. is the abbreviation for id est and means “in other words.” Remember that E is for example (e.g.) and that I and E are the first letters of in essence, an alternative English translation of i.e. The Original Cree sits perched behind a red (Ugh, red…) ...A red laptop computer; the love light lost from her dark eyes, through the clear lenses of her cheap, brandless (Medicaid.) ...brandless black glasses, narrow framed and unbecoming over the shape of her face, the Album ‘Who Killed Matt Maeson” softly plays a somber song, to which she'd normally--at least, if left alone or rarely, in “comfortable company” (That's, someone you don't necessarily “like”, but still feel comfortable enough to sing around.) The Scientist, in a higher realm, peaking down through her microscope, watches contently, curiously, and concisely, dialing its lens by a couple turns, as she ponders aloud, Hm. Wonder what makes that happen, exactly? That's...huh...Hm. [Her project, a mystery hidden from the audience. She pushes herself back from the desk, reaching for her notebook and jotting quickly her findings, stopping only turn on some [] Music, which blends seamlessly as we fade back into the scene of the drab and unflattering, somewhat “sickeningly” lit, reminiscent of the stagnancy most often observed in a petri dish.] As the song ‘Cringe' begins to play in the background, the clear picture of the laptop screen fades into a blurred obscurity, as her focus shifts sharply to the warm glowing array of colors of her speaker light her otherwise nearly lifeless eyes, as she is Slightly and softly hypnotized into a series of several simultaneous vivid memories; separate and specifically assorted scenes form, as she remembers “everything” quite at once, A vision weaved into her conscious memories, just as seamlessly; A Web Wrapped with the Fragile Fabric of “Time”, the invisible energy of musical frequencies awaken ones senses and sensibilities--invisible, for some...at least. The light on the speaker, a golden tone, as we cascade into the eye mind; A flash to a blurry memory, 2017; A slender and handsome longhaired surfer, resurfaces from submersion under the waves, flipping his long hair back with the graceful and slowmotionly seductive snap of the neck, as the sunlight gleaming a golden glow, in the eye of his admirer. A Flash Of: The Golden Light of the Shining Sun over Santa Monica A Flash, As she Gently Weeps, as the tears leaving her eyes leave (in a flash of scenes) drops onto her jeans, the sidewalk--all the while, A tiny ant carries a giant leaf, as the spider weaves beneath the tree whose leaves leak streams of pretty streaking and speckled, and leaves glassy droplets stuck in the strings of the spider, still weaving; the rain floods the streams into rivers, which bleed, eventually in the ocean, fanning out into the Seven Seas. (pacifically, eventually) Are we reading this, or is this stage direction--production notes? What is this? Who is “we”? WE AVE A whole flashback unfolds: A steamy shower, thick with the smell sweet candles, leaving steam-less spots of mirror in the flickering heat; A seamless and synchronized transition, as the More Cheery and Upbeat Strings, Beat and melody in the previously playing version, fades seemingly into the steam, as ‘Cringe, Stripped” leads us into the memory, where she sings with the heartbreakingly haunting and soulful sadness, the harmony, her voice blending perfectly over the recording as if it were meant to be; The Duality of Grief. Not quite flashing back, but seen as a translucent overlay, another flash; The Seats of a theatre, the scene in black and white, as the stage lights washout, the flickering dremlike scene, the steam so thick we barely see the details of the singing, with the passion that seems to bleed out the ache of her broken, barely beating heart. The song rings out, evolving into what just may be, the beginnings of a remix, as more quick flashes slam back-to-back A flash of: The Scene In The Mercedes A flash of an ambulance, sirens blaring! A flash as the scene of A spider sleeping peacefully beneath a leaf, shielded from the rain, which leaves droplets on the strings, on the opposite side of the same tree; Blissfully unaware of the bird, perched just above lurking or something to eat. Neither the spider, nor the other, or the bird or ant are aware of any one-another, or any other world other besides the tree, the flash of a longshot which we see, is unassumingly and unimpressively, “just a tree” a grey and stormy day; A plane takes off up into the heavy rain, droplets changing shape through the window, looking out as the plane lifts off the ground. The next layer of memories unfold as voiceovers from various quotes, accompanying the song still playing, now beginning to blend with first the stripped version, then the album/studio version, which for a moment, is singularly heard, as the flash of a scene from a more recent memory flashes: The Digital Clock in the Car Reads, 88.1 in red, The volume is low, almost so low that it can't be heard: she stares out the window on a grey and overcast day, eyes lost and pondering--though they light when her finely tuned ears catch the pitch of the song ‘Cringe', as she excitedly turns the volume up eagerly, listening for a moment--a range of joyful surprise in her expressions, happily pushing up the Translucent Pink Frames, sighing with a smile, as she exclaims, “WHAT? THIS SONG IS ON THE RADIO NOW?!” The driver, taken aback but having caught her contagious beam of “happy” I almost forgot about this song. That was a long time ago... “Oh...do you know this song?” I haven't heard it in forever...I forgot it existed. [pause] I can't believe it took that long… “yeah , it's pretty popular. It's like always on.” ...I can't believe this song...daaaaamn...her excitement settles, as she looks back out of the window, at the grey and rainy day. So, that's how long it takes… The blending and fading of the song creates an array of rapidly changing scenes faded, flashing, cut and becoming somehow closer, yet further away at the same time. Colors and shapes, as the sounds that the songs all being played which remain the same, but change, as they create new sound waves; The Three Songs are arranged and rearranged, as are the scenes, pictures, videos, of entertainment stages through the ages, The Festival Culture highlighted in the Inception since The Dawn of Rave, to present day. [Each quote, a voiceover played by an ensemble cast, each made to read any/every line specifically, if unaccompanied by a name.] The Clips and Sound Combine with Colorful Psychedelic and neon in some scenes even in 3D, (ideally, actually, up to 9D) as music, theatre, television, and flashes of memories and scenes of everything, as the shifting screen changes slightly and steadily with the music, now something of an electronic-meets-acoustic symphony (:UNPLUGGED), still cleanly and seamless in the colorful chaos that is everything, though visually intensely overwhelming, a sensory-stimulating synthesis of “Sound That You Can See”[ *go back for quote from song] The Sountrack now taking us on a Journey through sound, (ideally surround sound, even having speakers and subs somehow mounted from the ceiling, pointing down, pointing up from the ground. With Live Theatre Production Experiences combine more elements representative of the 9 Dimensions, by arranging speakers set outside of the theatre itself--perhaps, if in a Live Theatre setting, where the movie is projected onto a screen or skrim on stage, additional screens canbe projected onto the walls of the theatre, creating potential to use the audience interactively, perhaps arranging for actors seated amongst the audience members, interjecting at the intersections of crossing dimensions with both improvised and rehearsed actions, and or carrying out specific tasks as it related to the plot, the audience, even becoming the stage, as the stage is re-arranged; even becoming a mirror image of the theatre, filling with patrons and gazing into the audience, where cast members reflect a multidimensional portrayal, an interpretive alternate reality of what is happening on stage, unseen off stage, while the film still plays somewhere (or even sometimes, nowhere) as light and sound design give the viewer an experience of senselessness and sensory stimulus, Explaining through experience, representations of conditions; Much like a masterful DJ mixes musical elements in a live setting by reading the crowd, The Ideal Live Production of this Film has the ability to Unify the audience through various interactive activities; an energy-based planned, or even sporadic--based on the audience itself, monitored by The Ringmaster, an unseen (cast) Omnipitence, or ‘The Universe” itself, , as we apply the Values of Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect as the Ultra-Fine Line between “Everything” and “Nothing”, in simpler terms: Light and Dark, and finding the balance which allows us, in the “present” to explore and experience The Voids, shattering reality as the Linear plot unravels into a non-linar Uncontrolled Experiement, Allowing for Manuverability within the variables and simulating a Synesthesia-Inspired Simulation of Multidimensional Time and Space Travel, using music as the constant connection; as the finale transforms the theatre in entirety into both a theatrical interpretation of a full-scale music festival--and a real-life miniature dance scene, inviting real-life ravers to fill the space to capacity, as the final scenes of the film unfold as the our present reality Expanding, Ascending, Compressing, and Collapsing All at Once, Explosions and Implosions as Concious and Unconcious Collide in the Cosmos; Darkness having never known Light, and Life is the balance we find as they collide, tied in tightly by Time through the rhymes and iambic pentameters, patterns, passion, perception; we find the Power of the Divine is the awareness of one's existence as Everything and/or Nothing at once, As the Reflection of both the inward and outward selves must balance, and harmonize in time, to realize The Difference between Paradice and The Prison of Purgatory, is the illusion of Division between the two Divine Eyes; The strength behind them lights the … I'm tired. Something about a third eye, right? I don't know. I think they closed mine. Who's “they” I am. “I prefer the gloominess to the sun. I don't know why.” (From, The Beatles, Love: Sun, Sun, Sun…) “‘I told the spider i'd write it!” (A quick clip of spiderman) ‘'Ohh, she spida” Okay, literally what the FUCK is my life. Are you alive? Not even. This doesn't make sense. How much sense is it supposed to make. It is making sense. It's making 6th sense. How did he DO that? Just him? THEY. Oh, shit. I know you're workin for it. Nah, I don't even think that's right? What's right? Something Doesn't Feel Right, I've had enough for one night. Yo, how is this happening? I don't know. They said it was a 9-Dimensional Song. WHAT even IS the 9th Dimension? What are any of the DImensions? I don't know. Google it. I did. And? And I have ADD. I dont know. So, go! GOH.. Aw, FUCK. This is getting weird. It's been weird. How is it, I can quit Skrillex, but Skrillex can't quit me. What? It was just a coincidence. There are no coincidences. How is that song even on the radio. Look what money can do! Money can do anything! I guess taht explains why you can't. it DOES. Do they want me to kill myself? Do you want you to kill yourself? Not really. I'd rather just die of natural causes, so I don'thave to be punished. Are you being punished. I commit suicide, and-- I already told this story. I'm not telling it again. How many times have you really told it. I've been telling it. I've been living it. I'm over it. Youre not over it. You're panicking. I'm writing. Youre fasting. I'm hungry. Why are you fasting? Because nothing makes sense. I have no money, I have no music-- You have music. I have nothing. I'm fucked. There are no coincidences. Don't you think I know? I quit listening to Skrillex, all of a sudden he's on the radio?! Yes. Is he even aware of my existence?! Is he? What the fuck is happening right now. Where's Scary Monsters? In my head. What's the plot? It's...somewhere. You've got to clean up these documents somehow. I don't have the focus. Try crystal meth. No. Try adderall. ...I don't have any money. Try a doctor. I did. I tried over and over and over. For depression. For Anxiety. For ADD. Everything they give me just makes me WORSE. That's hy you NEVER say you're runnin for President. I'm NOT. But you said it. Now you're really fucked. I am. So that's it. That has to be it. They want me dead so I can't run. That's the only way it's going to happen. What's going to happen. Either thing. I'm not running for President. You're not killing yourself. Psh. Watch me. We have been. Who is we. We-YOU. IT doesn't matter. nobody would believe any of it. the whole story sounds made up. How is this supposed to work out? They used Skrillex to get me to kill myself? That's...that's deep. Or…? Or...they used Skrillex to get me to... Get you to…? I don't know. I'm pretty worthless. All I do is...this. And what's this? And who is THIS? That was Chak Chel, I guess. What the fuck did getter DO? What did Getter do? What are they doing? I think the better question is: Why? WHY In-- Who's name? I'm not God. Until you are. And then I'm Avicii. Or Skrillex. Skrillex isn't dead yet. Yet. What the fuck. Don't . I didn't. But you did. Fuck this. Fuck That. Fuck that, too. Wait, does the Roomba say “fuck that” or “fuck you?” It says “Fuck you-fuck you-fuck you-fuck you-” Because it's a vacuum, so it's literally ‘eating shit'. See. Classic. Occult Classic. It is, all in my head. Until it isn't. I already fucked up. I sent a fucking suicide letter to-- A suicide letter. One of hundreds. Yeah. So they know i'm fucked up. Because they didn't know already? How would they know? How would they NOT KNOW? They've been with you all year. That's all in my head. Is it? I mean--Is it? Seems like it. Look at the evidence. I am the evidence. Look at last year--everywhere you went in the rave world, something happened. Lots of somethings happened. Eventually culminating in-- In? Tents. So what the FUCK am I supposed to do. Well, not kill yourself. Then what? Not starve yourself. I'm too fat. But you can lose weight. You can do anything, I can't do anything. You can. Then, I already have. Right. What am I supposed to do? What is this supposed to mean? Maybe it's time for a jump start. I was saving that. You were supposed to blast off at the STRAT and had McDonalds instead. I ordered a Muder-Suicide, with the intention of finishing in Suicide. But? But I went into a food coma. So maybe rather than the enemy, McDonalds is a friend. McDonalds is a friend to no one. Saved your life. Prolonged my life. As it always seems to. Think to the last few times you've ordered the Suicide Meal. It's only been twice. And? Both times I fell asleep before I could do it. So. So there's something in McDonalds that...I don't know. Takes away the ache. It is an ache, isn't it. It is. Now think--you're not the only suicidal person on the planet. No, I'm not. Think harder. I just did. And where did you go? To The Mountain. Where--? Where Tim said-- And how is it that you're on a first name basis with someone you've never met? I'm pretty sure i'm just crazy. Avicii came to you how? Through the music. And Sonny came to you how? ... How? Through the music. What did his mother say? Can I write this? Either someone's reading it, or they aren't. And if they are? Then, what does that make you? Crazy. But they're reading your words. They're just words. What did she say? I know what she said. I don't think I can write it. This is why The Untold Prophecy Remains Untold. This is all ridiculous. Isn't it. Whose birthday is it? Mine. Happy Birthday. Thanks. How old are you? I remember someone asked that... Who? What did Getter Do? Just Getter? What...does Pasqualle Do? Just Pasqualle? ...What do I... What are you? I don't know. Did you ever? Would You Ever? I can't help it. What can you help? I don't know. Why me? Y-U, Y-U, Y-U-- What was that, anyway? {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

Ted, Ted, and Ted's accidental initiation into The Psychonauts began as a result of the friends, originally three Fraternity Brothers and Recent Graduates of UCLA attending festivals consistently together, each using various Mind-Altering substances to attract (“preferably female”) partygoers. Over the course of the series in short (often light and comedic) scenes, where the trio often stumble into reality-shattering situations by sheer coincidence or seemingly random occurrences. But as we later learn about the multilayered world of interdimensional existence, Everything happens for a reason; Nothing is Impossible, Never Say Never, Be Careful what You Wish For-- and, of course-- there are no coincidences. These three seemingly simple-minded creatures begin as “wooks”, Shirtless Party Boys eager to rave. Often [irresponsibly] experimenting with copious amounts of psychedelics, the boys often find themselves unknowingly transported through various wormholes, teleportals, time warps, and Voids created through the music at each festival they attend, sometimes confusedly landing them in alternate parallels and altered dimensions of reality, sometimes even spiraling into three separate dimensions at once, thus creating new points along The Grid, from which the parallels and dimensions are woven together and interconnected through, time, space, circumstance, and choice in any conscious--ultimately (though, most often by dumb luck or happy accidents) expanding the universe, prompting the Ascended Masters to scout Ted, Ted, and Ted as a unified team to be inducted into The Psyconauts, eventually becoming an integral and important Dillon (Theodore) Francis, while working towards an Alliance between the Bampheramphs and Psychonauts uses his bewittingly bestowed middle name to act as an Alternate ‘Ted', or sometimes work jointly as The QuadraSquad, a “pop-up” rave squad which acts as a recruitment team, and on emergency search-and-rescue missions, collecting key components along the collapse and collision of worlds and within the fabric of space, time, and reality. Chak Chel and Dillon Francis put the Teds through a rigorous (and extremely senseless) crash-course in DJing, forming a popular Trio, whose name varies depending on the dimensions in which they will preform, secretly setting tactical bassdrops, emitting coded frequencies to communicate covertly with other entities, opening intentional time warps, portals, and wormholes through their DJ sets. Time holes where the Trio are in two (or sometimes, more, and alternately infinite) places at once are placed as easter eggs throughout the series; In some cases, The Three Teds are even festival attendees at the festivals which in a neighboring reality they are also headlining, even at points transporting their own selves through timespace--whether intentionally, or coincidentally. As the Teds reach the high ranks of The Psychonauts, even eventually (and unwillingly) becoming separated by the obligation of duty, being assigned to separate sanctions of Leadership by skillset as a “draft” is enacted to strengthen their forces, as they prepare for The FInal Battle (actually multiple (infinite) battles occurring concurrently throughout the expanse of reality, even stretching into the outer realms of ‘inexistence' as the collective consciousness grows, reaching Ascension, and allowing certain realities to reach the New Paradigm. Though evolved over time as the series progresses, The Teds maintain their quirky wookness, questionable (sometimes inappropriate) sense of fashion, and hilariously signature fratboy attitudes and antics, reunifying as a powerful Trio once more towards the conclusion of the series, appearing elementally in various ways at most crucial plot points, revealing the creation through all of their endeavors and shenanigans, a brand new universe within The Infinite Multivetrse. (“TED”, where everything/everyone is “Ted”, This universe collides with “Everyone's A DJ”, and, as an infinitely expanding and integral part of the universe, appears optically as “TBD” (To Be Determined, Where Cliffhangers, Plot Holes, Continuity Errors and other traditional elements of Theatrical Film are represented throughout the SUPA Saga and overall festival project.) During the Wookness: Ted: Yo, how much for this? (Points To Kandi Cuff) ...How much-what? Ted: How much is it? Like what, $50 bucks? 50 bucks?! Ted: Oh shit, my bad--festival prices, huh? Sorry yo, I got a $50, the rest is big bills. Doyou have an online shop? Are you trying to buy my kandi? You can't *buy* kandi! Ted: Pssshhh! Ted: All I buy is Kandi! YOu can't sell kandi, youre supposed to trade it.. That's why you make it. Ted: Yeah bro, I've done trades. (Flashback) Raver Girl: Wanna Trade Kandi? Ted: Show Us your Titties! The girl looks to her friend, as if to say “should I?” her friend, wearing dark Ray Bans, and sternly nods her head in approval, her friend shrugs drunkenly as if to say“fuck it, why not?” While the friend swiftly pulls out her iPhone, the other lifts her shirt, flashing the happy Teds, dancing in Fratboy Delight; Ted, standing adjacent to the straight-faced girl in Sunglasses, sneakily scrunches down to get a good picture; their [Tri-Lens] iPhone cameras now directly aligned. face to face, (or rather, eye-to-eye) ((Or, eye-to-eye, rather,)) (((Rather, eye-to-eye,))). snapping his picture, as the flash from her camera blinds him Ted:UH, Yeah you can..They sell it online. Online? Whats--what? SELL? Ted: Fuck yeah dude. Ted: YEEE, KANDI KID 4 LIFE YOU ARE NOT A KANDI--Ki--YOU CAn'T SELL KANDI. Woah, chill. No “chill” no selling Kandi! NO! NO! What Chak Chel's Bedtime Stories Chak Chel, the GOOGLE kids' favorite babysitter, tells stories of infinitely expanding adventures of the multidimensions of timespace -Honey, I Killed Myself. -Honey, I Shrunk The Skrillex -Who Killed Sunni Blu? -Who Killed SupaCree? -The Curious Case of SupaCree -DILLONCEPTION Trapped in an intensely infinite and ever-expanding and/or consistently densening Vividly Lucid Multidimensionally (And Musically) Interconnected Omni-Galactic Eternal Space-Time “Loop”, [DJ] Dillon Francis must frustratingly attempt to multitask through an “apparently unlimited”[ (I TOLD YOU, IN-FIN-ITE. INFINITY.)] battle his Masked nemesis, Key: Brackets [] Director's Notes, Production Details, typically indicating a tie-in with other entries, or crossovers from other consecutively (or, sometimes, alternately) running series in the saga, more frequently as the “Multiverse” expands, or as the (Technical Omniverse, Eventually) in which the series' specific “(U)niverse” ‘collapsing', being progressively stated repeatedly throughout the series to be both compressing, and expanding respectively; However, as the Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure... Dill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (They cross paths with Bill and Ted, in their search for Two of the missing Teds; Alternately Ted and Ted discover how ‘Three's a Crowd” makes sense, as they happily gallavant frat-tastically through the galaxy, in search of a Sexy Space-Alien Rave Bae (The Amazonian Women from futurama, live action, Saved by the Heroes from futurama) (on) Having ascended into the dimension after her most recent death, SupaCree (not yet known as SupaCree), lands “God”, an Ascended Dimension where she can actually communicate clearly with the Ascended Masters, being closer to ‘God' (her)self, but not directly being able to interact with her; conversely, she can scan the plains of reality from “above”, though later we learn there is no “up” or “down” in “Total Omnipotence”, the post-conscience Infinite Existence Experienced in the Limitless (INFINITE) Energy of Being Everything, Everyone, and Everywhere at once; Simultaneously Nonexistant, Being “Nothing”, “Nobody” and “Nowhere” at once, all represented variously through the concept of infinite multidimentionality, in our “3” dimensional “Uni-Multi-Omni-Versal” (apparently, I've just been told) SupaCree exists in a Tri-Verse, unbeknownst to even God (her)self to its true Origins, the “final(e)” (but not, ever) (e) In a random and nearly collapsed alternate fabric of timespace, where the spelling of the name “Cree” is pronounced the same, but spelled simply “Cre”, (though, specifically equally--”by the exact number of times, actually”--mispronounced”, One of the only similarities between the two, sharing the same planetary alignments and cosmic significance and the same parents--however having been conceived with completely different genetic markers: As a result, this alternate version of herself is physically not “opposite”, but differs in physical appearance drastically--at least, for the most part--as more ideally attractive which to The Original's mind-blowing dissatisfaction, (and, also stagnantly egotistical “Very Satisfied” Satisfaction), But the feeling soon fades when she learns that this reality is on the verge of imminent collapse after the discovery that one subtle, singular synchronicity shared in her actual reality(s)(realities) (which one?) ((Multiple “actual-realities, actually”)) (((Multiple Synchronized Individual Existence Theory, one of the multiple Theories (I) Use to Conceive the (Law) of Evolutionary Infinite Omnipotence, (Everything is Everything/Nothing is Nothing/ God is, as I am/ I am U/All Are One) the aforementioned suggesting the absolute possibility of any circumstance which allows a singular subject with (apparently) “limited” existence, total and complete synchronization at “exact” moment of “Creation”, or “Origin”, and any circumstantially coinciding consecutive synchronizations beyond the limitations eo each respective individual's actual existence or reality.)(Satisfaction, Benny Benassi) (And Apparently, The Biz--because, literally, writing in real-time (What is time) with google. (What's The Biz???) Travelling to 2003, where the event which ties this frail and “practically non-existent” fabric of reality to her own, she eagerly races against the clock (in real time?) ((maybe, unreal time)) (((I am time.))) “I don't believe in time”, later corrected, after being stuck in a Godless world to “The human concept of “time”,/God's not real, or opting to state the phrase more subjectively, “I don't [really}/I kinda don't believe in time,” though as she evolves more rapidly through her progressive Ascension and Elemental Mastery, quickly Surpassing Ascended Mastery as a skilled sorcerer,Visionary Seer, helping her rapidly strengthen the art of Cosmic Alchemy, mastery of (eventually, instant, and respectively infinite manifestation, and matter/antimatter movement and/or manipulation;i.e. The art of Creation. I.E., Do you even know what “i.e' stands for? I'll look it up later, I know what its used for. Look it up. [Googles i.e, clicks on top most commonly searched] I.e. and e.g. are both Latin abbreviations. E.g. stands for exempli gratia and means “for example.” I.e. is the abbreviation for id est and means “in other words.” Remember that E is for example (e.g.) and that I and E are the first letters of in essence, an alternative English translation of i.e. The Original Cree sits perched behind a red (Ugh, red…) ...A red laptop computer; the love light lost from her dark eyes, through the clear lenses of her cheap, brandless (Medicaid.) ...brandless black glasses, narrow framed and unbecoming over the shape of her face, the Album ‘Who Killed Matt Maeson” softly plays a somber song, to which she'd normally--at least, if left alone or rarely, in “comfortable company” (That's, someone you don't necessarily “like”, but still feel comfortable enough to sing around.) The Scientist, in a higher realm, peaking down through her microscope, watches contently, curiously, and concisely, dialing its lens by a couple turns, as she ponders aloud, Hm. Wonder what makes that happen, exactly? That's...huh...Hm. [Her project, a mystery hidden from the audience. She pushes herself back from the desk, reaching for her notebook and jotting quickly her findings, stopping only turn on some [] Music, which blends seamlessly as we fade back into the scene of the drab and unflattering, somewhat “sickeningly” lit, reminiscent of the stagnancy most often observed in a petri dish.] As the song ‘Cringe' begins to play in the background, the clear picture of the laptop screen fades into a blurred obscurity, as her focus shifts sharply to the warm glowing array of colors of her speaker light her otherwise nearly lifeless eyes, as she is Slightly and softly hypnotized into a series of several simultaneous vivid memories; separate and specifically assorted scenes form, as she remembers “everything” quite at once, A vision weaved into her conscious memories, just as seamlessly; A Web Wrapped with the Fragile Fabric of “Time”, the invisible energy of musical frequencies awaken ones senses and sensibilities--invisible, for some...at least. The light on the speaker, a golden tone, as we cascade into the eye mind; A flash to a blurry memory, 2017; A slender and handsome longhaired surfer, resurfaces from submersion under the waves, flipping his long hair back with the graceful and slowmotionly seductive snap of the neck, as the sunlight gleaming a golden glow, in the eye of his admirer. A Flash Of: The Golden Light of the Shining Sun over Santa Monica A Flash, As she Gently Weeps, as the tears leaving her eyes leave (in a flash of scenes) drops onto her jeans, the sidewalk--all the while, A tiny ant carries a giant leaf, as the spider weaves beneath the tree whose leaves leak streams of pretty streaking and speckled, and leaves glassy droplets stuck in the strings of the spider, still weaving; the rain floods the streams into rivers, which bleed, eventually in the ocean, fanning out into the Seven Seas. (pacifically, eventually) Are we reading this, or is this stage direction--production notes? What is this? Who is “we”? WE AVE A whole flashback unfolds: A steamy shower, thick with the smell sweet candles, leaving steam-less spots of mirror in the flickering heat; A seamless and synchronized transition, as the More Cheery and Upbeat Strings, Beat and melody in the previously playing version, fades seemingly into the steam, as ‘Cringe, Stripped” leads us into the memory, where she sings with the heartbreakingly haunting and soulful sadness, the harmony, her voice blending perfectly over the recording as if it were meant to be; The Duality of Grief. Not quite flashing back, but seen as a translucent overlay, another flash; The Seats of a theatre, the scene in black and white, as the stage lights washout, the flickering dremlike scene, the steam so thick we barely see the details of the singing, with the passion that seems to bleed out the ache of her broken, barely beating heart. The song rings out, evolving into what just may be, the beginnings of a remix, as more quick flashes slam back-to-back A flash of: The Scene In The Mercedes A flash of an ambulance, sirens blaring! A flash as the scene of A spider sleeping peacefully beneath a leaf, shielded from the rain, which leaves droplets on the strings, on the opposite side of the same tree; Blissfully unaware of the bird, perched just above lurking or something to eat. Neither the spider, nor the other, or the bird or ant are aware of any one-another, or any other world other besides the tree, the flash of a longshot which we see, is unassumingly and unimpressively, “just a tree” a grey and stormy day; A plane takes off up into the heavy rain, droplets changing shape through the window, looking out as the plane lifts off the ground. The next layer of memories unfold as voiceovers from various quotes, accompanying the song still playing, now beginning to blend with first the stripped version, then the album/studio version, which for a moment, is singularly heard, as the flash of a scene from a more recent memory flashes: The Digital Clock in the Car Reads, 88.1 in red, The volume is low, almost so low that it can't be heard: she stares out the window on a grey and overcast day, eyes lost and pondering--though they light when her finely tuned ears catch the pitch of the song ‘Cringe', as she excitedly turns the volume up eagerly, listening for a moment--a range of joyful surprise in her expressions, happily pushing up the Translucent Pink Frames, sighing with a smile, as she exclaims, “WHAT? THIS SONG IS ON THE RADIO NOW?!” The driver, taken aback but having caught her contagious beam of “happy” I almost forgot about this song. That was a long time ago... “Oh...do you know this song?” I haven't heard it in forever...I forgot it existed. [pause] I can't believe it took that long… “yeah , it's pretty popular. It's like always on.” ...I can't believe this song...daaaaamn...her excitement settles, as she looks back out of the window, at the grey and rainy day. So, that's how long it takes… The blending and fading of the song creates an array of rapidly changing scenes faded, flashing, cut and becoming somehow closer, yet further away at the same time. Colors and shapes, as the sounds that the songs all being played which remain the same, but change, as they create new sound waves; The Three Songs are arranged and rearranged, as are the scenes, pictures, videos, of entertainment stages through the ages, The Festival Culture highlighted in the Inception since The Dawn of Rave, to present day. [Each quote, a voiceover played by an ensemble cast, each made to read any/every line specifically, if unaccompanied by a name.] The Clips and Sound Combine with Colorful Psychedelic and neon in some scenes even in 3D, (ideally, actually, up to 9D) as music, theatre, television, and flashes of memories and scenes of everything, as the shifting screen changes slightly and steadily with the music, now something of an electronic-meets-acoustic symphony (:UNPLUGGED), still cleanly and seamless in the colorful chaos that is everything, though visually intensely overwhelming, a sensory-stimulating synthesis of “Sound That You Can See”[ *go back for quote from song] The Sountrack now taking us on a Journey through sound, (ideally surround sound, even having speakers and subs somehow mounted from the ceiling, pointing down, pointing up from the ground. With Live Theatre Production Experiences combine more elements representative of the 9 Dimensions, by arranging speakers set outside of the theatre itself--perhaps, if in a Live Theatre setting, where the movie is projected onto a screen or skrim on stage, additional screens canbe projected onto the walls of the theatre, creating potential to use the audience interactively, perhaps arranging for actors seated amongst the audience members, interjecting at the intersections of crossing dimensions with both improvised and rehearsed actions, and or carrying out specific tasks as it related to the plot, the audience, even becoming the stage, as the stage is re-arranged; even becoming a mirror image of the theatre, filling with patrons and gazing into the audience, where cast members reflect a multidimensional portrayal, an interpretive alternate reality of what is happening on stage, unseen off stage, while the film still plays somewhere (or even sometimes, nowhere) as light and sound design give the viewer an experience of senselessness and sensory stimulus, Explaining through experience, representations of conditions; Much like a masterful DJ mixes musical elements in a live setting by reading the crowd, The Ideal Live Production of this Film has the ability to Unify the audience through various interactive activities; an energy-based planned, or even sporadic--based on the audience itself, monitored by The Ringmaster, an unseen (cast) Omnipitence, or ‘The Universe” itself, , as we apply the Values of Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect as the Ultra-Fine Line between “Everything” and “Nothing”, in simpler terms: Light and Dark, and finding the balance which allows us, in the “present” to explore and experience The Voids, shattering reality as the Linear plot unravels into a non-linar Uncontrolled Experiement, Allowing for Manuverability within the variables and simulating a Synesthesia-Inspired Simulation of Multidimensional Time and Space Travel, using music as the constant connection; as the finale transforms the theater in entirety into both a theatrical interpretation of a full-scale music festival--and a real-life miniature dance scene, inviting real-life ravers to fill the space to capacity, as the final scenes of the film unfold as the our present reality Expanding, Ascending, Compressing, and Collapsing All at Once, Explosions and Implosions as Conscious and Unconscious Collide in the Cosmos; Darkness having never known Light, and Life is the balance we find as they collide, tied in tightly by Time through the rhymes and iambic pentameters, patterns, passion, perception; we find the Power of the Divine is the awareness of one's existence as Everything and/or Nothing at once, As the Reflection of both the inward and outward selves must balance, and harmonize in time, to realize The Difference between Paradise and The Prison of Purgatory, is the illusion of Division between the two Divine Eyes; The strength behind them lights the … Ted, Ted, and Ted's accidental initiation into The Psychonauts began as a result of the friends, originally three Fraternity Brothers and Recent Graduates of UCLA attending festivals consistently together, each using various Mind-Altering substances to attract (“preferably female”) partygoers. Over the course of the series in short (often light and comedic) scenes, where the trio often stumble into reality-shattering situations by sheer coincidence or seemingly random occurrences. But as we later learn about the multilayered world of interdimensional existence, Everything happens for a reason; Nothing is Impossible, Never Say Never, Be Careful what You Wish For-- and, of course-- there are no coincidences. These three seemingly simple-minded creatures begin as “wooks”, Shirtless Party Boys eager to rave. Often [irresponsibly] experimenting with copious amounts of psychedelics, the boys often find themselves unknowingly transported through various wormholes, teleportals, time warps, and Voids created through the music at each festival they attend, sometimes confusedly landing them in alternate parallels and altered dimensions of reality, sometimes even spiraling into three separate dimensions at once, thus creating new points along The Grid, from which the parallels and dimensions are woven together and interconnected through, time, space, circumstance, and choice in any conscious--ultimately (though, most often by dumb luck or happy accidents) expanding the universe, prompting the Ascended Masters to scout Ted, Ted, and Ted as a unified team to be inducted into The Psyconauts, eventually becoming an integral and important Dillon (Theodore) Francis, while working towards an Alliance between the Bampheramphs and Psychonauts uses his bewittingly bestowed middle name to act as an Alternate ‘Ted', or sometimes work jointly as The QuadraSquad, a “pop-up” rave squad which acts as a recruitment team, and on emergency search-and-rescue missions, collecting key components along the collapse and collision of worlds and within the fabric of space, time, and reality. Chak Chel and Dillon Francis put the Teds through a rigorous (and extremely senseless) crash-course in DJing, forming a popular Trio, whose name varies depending on the dimensions in which they will preform, secretly setting tactical bassdrops, emitting coded frequencies to communicate covertly with other entities, opening intentional time warps, portals, and wormholes through their DJ sets. Time holes where the Trio are in two (or sometimes, more, and alternately infinite) places at once are placed as easter eggs throughout the series; In some cases, The Three Teds are even festival attendees at the festivals which in a neighboring reality they are also headlining, even at points transporting their own selves through timespace--whether intentionally, or coincidentally. As the Teds reach the high ranks of The Psychonauts, even eventually (and unwillingly) becoming separated by the obligation of duty, being assigned to separate sanctions of Leadership by skillset as a “draft” is enacted to strengthen their forces, as they prepare for The FInal Battle (actually multiple (infinite) battles occurring concurrently throughout the expanse of reality, even stretching into the outer realms of ‘inexistence' as the collective consciousness grows, reaching Ascension, and allowing certain realities to reach the New Paradigm. Though evolved over time as the series progresses, The Teds maintain their quirky wookness, questionable (sometimes inappropriate) sense of fashion, and hilariously signature fratboy attitudes and antics, reunifying as a powerful Trio once more towards the conclusion of the series, appearing elementally in various ways at most crucial plot points, revealing the creation through all of their endeavors and shenanigans, a brand new universe within The Infinite Multiverse. (“TED”, where everything/everyone is “Ted”, This universe collides with “Everyone's A DJ”, and, as an infinitely expanding and integral part of the universe, appears optically as “TBD” (To Be Determined, Where Cliffhangers, Plot Holes, Continuity Errors and other traditional elements of Theatrical Film are represented throughout the SUPA Saga and overall festival project.) During the Wookness: Ted: Yo, how much for this? (Points To Kandi Cuff) ...How much-what? Ted: How much is it? Like what, $50 bucks? 50 bucks?! Ted: Oh shit, my bad--festival prices, huh? Sorry yo, I got a $50, the rest is big bills. Doyou have an online shop? Are you trying to buy my kandi? You can't *buy* kandi! Ted: Pssshhh! Ted: All I buy is Kandi! You can't sell kandi, you're supposed to trade it.. That's why you make it. Ted: Yeah bro, I've done trades. (Flashback) Raver Girl: Wanna Trade Kandi? Ted: Show Us your Titties! The girl looks to her friend, as if to say “should I?” her friend, wearing dark Ray Bans, and sternly nods her head in approval, her friend shrugs drunkenly as if to say“fuck it, why not?” While the friend swiftly pulls out her iPhone, the other lifts her shirt, flashing the happy Teds, dancing in Fratboy Delight; Ted, standing adjacent to the straight-faced girl in Sunglasses, sneakily scrunches down to get a good picture; their [Tri-Lens] iPhone cameras now directly aligned. face to face, (or rather, eye-to-eye) ((Or, eye-to-eye, rather,)) (((Rather, eye-to-eye,))). snapping his picture, as the flash from her camera blinds him Ted:UH, Yeah you can..They sell it online. Online? Whats--what? SELL? Ted: Fuck yeah dude. Ted: YEEE, KANDI KID 4 LIFE YOU ARE NOT A KANDI--Ki--YOU CAn'T SELL KANDI. Woah, chill. No “chill” no selling Kandi! NO! NO! What Chak Chel's Bedtime Stories Chak Chel, the GOOGLE kids' favorite babysitter, tells stories of infinitely expanding adventures of the multidimensions of timespace -Honey, I Killed Myself. -Honey, I Shrunk The Skrillex -Who Killed Sunni Blu? -Who Killed SupaCree? -The Curious Case of SupaCree -DILLONCEPTION Trapped in an intensely infinite and ever-expanding and/or consistently densening Vividly Lucid Multidimensionally (And Musically) Interconnected Omni-Galactic Eternal Space-Time “Loop”, [DJ] Dillon Francis must frustratingly attempt to multitask through an “apparently unlimited”[ (I TOLD YOU, IN-FIN-ITE. INFINITY.)] battle his Masked nemesis, Key: Brackets [] Director's Notes, Production Details, typically indicating a tie-in with other entries, or crossovers from other consecutively (or, sometimes, alternately) running series in the saga, more frequently as the “Multiverse” expands, or as the (Technical Omniverse, Eventually) in which the series' specific “(U)niverse” ‘collapsing', being progressively stated repeatedly throughout the series to be both compressing, and expanding respectively; However, as the Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure... Dill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (They cross paths with Bill and Ted, in their search for Two of the missing Teds; Alternately Ted and Ted discover how ‘Three's a Crowd” makes sense, as they happily gallavant frat-tastically through the galaxy, in search of a Sexy Space-Alien Rave Bae (The Amazonian Women from futurama, live action, Saved by the Heroes from futurama) (on) Having ascended into the dimension after her most recent death, SupaCree (not yet known as SupaCree), lands “God”, an Ascended Dimension where she can actually communicate clearly with the Ascended Masters, being closer to ‘God' (her)self, but not directly being able to interact with her; conversely, she can scan the plains of reality from “above”, though later we learn there is no “up” or “down” in “Total Omnipotence”, the post-conscience Infinite Existence Experienced in the Limitless (INFINITE) Energy of Being Everything, Everyone, and Everywhere at once; Simultaneously Nonexistant, Being “Nothing”, “Nobody” and “Nowhere” at once, all represented variously through the concept of infinite multidimentionality, in our “3” dimensional “Uni-Multi-Omni-Versal” (apparently, I've just been told) SupaCree exists in a Tri-Verse, unbeknownst to even God (her)self to its true Origins, the “final(e)” (but not, ever) (e) In a random and nearly collapsed alternate fabric of timespace, where the spelling of the name “Cree” is pronounced the same, but spelled simply “Cre”, (though, specifically equally--”by the exact number of times, actually”--mispronounced”, One of the only similarities between the two, sharing the same planetary alignments and cosmic significance and the same parents--however having been conceived with completely different genetic markers: As a result, this alternate version of herself is physically not “opposite”, but differs in physical appearance drastically--at least, for the most part--as more ideally attractive which to The Original's mind-blowing dissatisfaction, (and, also stagnantly egotistical “Very Satisfied” Satisfaction), But the feeling soon fades when she learns that this reality is on the verge of imminent collapse after the discovery that one subtle, singular synchronicity shared in her actual reality(s)(realities) (which one?) ((Multiple “actual-realities, actually”)) (((Multiple Synchronized Individual Existence Theory, one of the multiple Theories (I) Use to Conceive the (Law) of Evolutionary Infinite Omnipotence, (Everything is Everything/Nothing is Nothing/ God is, as I am/ I am U/All Are One) the aforementioned suggesting the absolute possibility of any circumstance which allows a singular subject with (apparently) “limited” existence, total and complete synchronization at “exact” moment of “Creation”, or “Origin”, and any circumstantially coinciding consecutive synchronizations beyond the limitations eo each respective individual's actual existence or reality.)(Satisfaction, Benny Benassi) (And Apparently, The Biz--because, literally, writing in real-time (What is time) with google. (What's The Biz???) Travelling to 2003, where the event which ties this frail and “practically non-existent” fabric of reality to her own, she eagerly races against the clock (in real time?) ((maybe, unreal time)) (((I am time.))) “I don't believe in time”, later corrected, after being stuck in a Godless world to “The human concept of “time”,/God's not real, or opting to state the phrase more subjectively, “I don't [really}/I kinda don't believe in time,” though as she evolves more rapidly through her progressive Ascension and Elemental Mastery, quickly Surpassing Ascended Mastery as a skilled sorcerer,Visionary Seer, helping her rapidly strengthen the art of Cosmic Alchemy, mastery of (eventually, instant, and respectively infinite manifestation, and matter/antimatter movement and/or manipulation;i.e. The art of Creation. I.E., Do you even know what “i.e' stands for? I'll look it up later, I know what its used for. Look it up. [Googles i.e, clicks on top most commonly searched] I.e. and e.g. are both Latin abbreviations. E.g. stands for exempli gratia and means “for example.” I.e. is the abbreviation for id est and means “in other words.” Remember that E is for example (e.g.) and that I and E are the first letters of in essence, an alternative English translation of i.e. The Original Cree sits perched behind a red (Ugh, red…) ...A red laptop computer; the love light lost from her dark eyes, through the clear lenses of her cheap, brandless (Medicaid.) ...brandless black glasses, narrow framed and unbecoming over the shape of her face, the Album ‘Who Killed Matt Maeson” softly plays a somber song, to which she'd normally--at least, if left alone or rarely, in “comfortable company” (That's, someone you don't necessarily “like”, but still feel comfortable enough to sing around.) The Scientist, in a higher realm, peaking down through her microscope, watches contently, curiously, and concisely, dialing its lens by a couple turns, as she ponders aloud, Hm. Wonder what makes that happen, exactly? That's...huh...Hm. [Her project, a mystery hidden from the audience. She pushes herself back from the desk, reaching for her notebook and jotting quickly her findings, stopping only turn on some [] Music, which blends seamlessly as we fade back into the scene of the drab and unflattering, somewhat “sickeningly” lit, reminiscent of the stagnancy most often observed in a petri dish.] As the song ‘Cringe' begins to play in the background, the clear picture of the laptop screen fades into a blurred obscurity, as her focus shifts sharply to the warm glowing array of colors of her speaker light her otherwise nearly lifeless eyes, as she is Slightly and softly hypnotized into a series of several simultaneous vivid memories; separate and specifically assorted scenes form, as she remembers “everything” quite at once, A vision weaved into her conscious memories, just as seamlessly; A Web Wrapped with the Fragile Fabric of “Time”, the invisible energy of musical frequencies awaken ones senses and sensibilities--invisible, for some...at least. The light on the speaker, a golden tone, as we cascade into the eye mind; A flash to a blurry memory, 2017; A slender and handsome longhaired surfer, resurfaces from submersion under the waves, flipping his long hair back with the graceful and slowmotionly seductive snap of the neck, as the sunlight gleaming a golden glow, in the eye of his admirer. A Flash Of: The Golden Light of the Shining Sun over Santa Monica A Flash, As she Gently Weeps, as the tears leaving her eyes leave (in a flash of scenes) drops onto her jeans, the sidewalk--all the while, A tiny ant carries a giant leaf, as the spider weaves beneath the tree whose leaves leak streams of pretty streaking and speckled, and leaves glassy droplets stuck in the strings of the spider, still weaving; the rain floods the streams into rivers, which bleed, eventually in the ocean, fanning out into the Seven Seas. (pacifically, eventually) Are we reading this, or is this stage direction--production notes? What is this? Who is “we”? WE AVE A whole flashback unfolds: A steamy shower, thick with the smell sweet candles, leaving steam-less spots of mirror in the flickering heat; A seamless and synchronized transition, as the More Cheery and Upbeat Strings, Beat and melody in the previously playing version, fades seemingly into the steam, as ‘Cringe, Stripped” leads us into the memory, where she sings with the heartbreakingly haunting and soulful sadness, the harmony, her voice blending perfectly over the recording as if it were meant to be; The Duality of Grief. Not quite flashing back, but seen as a translucent overlay, another flash; The Seats of a theatre, the scene in black and white, as the stage lights washout, the flickering dremlike scene, the steam so thick we barely see the details of the singing, with the passion that seems to bleed out the ache of her broken, barely beating heart. The song rings out, evolving into what just may be, the beginnings of a remix, as more quick flashes slam back-to-back A flash of: The Scene In The Mercedes A flash of an ambulance, sirens blaring! A flash as the scene of A spider sleeping peacefully beneath a leaf, shielded from the rain, which leaves droplets on the strings, on the opposite side of the same tree; Blissfully unaware of the bird, perched just above lurking or something to eat. Neither the spider, nor the other, or the bird or ant are aware of any one-another, or any other world other besides the tree, the flash of a longshot which we see, is unassumingly and unimpressively, “just a tree” a grey and stormy day; A plane takes off up into the heavy rain, droplets changing shape through the window, looking out as the plane lifts off the ground. The next layer of memories unfold as voiceovers from various quotes, accompanying the song still playing, now beginning to blend with first the stripped version, then the album/studio version, which for a moment, is singularly heard, as the flash of a scene from a more recent memory flashes: The Digital Clock in the Car Reads, 88.1 in red, The volume is low, almost so low that it can't be heard: she stares out the window on a grey and overcast day, eyes lost and pondering--though they light when her finely tuned ears catch the pitch of the song ‘Cringe', as she excitedly turns the volume up eagerly, listening for a moment--a range of joyful surprise in her expressions, happily pushing up the Translucent Pink Frames, sighing with a smile, as she exclaims, “WHAT? THIS SONG IS ON THE RADIO NOW?!” The driver, taken aback but having caught her contagious beam of “happy” I almost forgot about this song. That was a long time ago... “Oh...do you know this song?” I haven't heard it in forever...I forgot it existed. [pause] I can't believe it took that long… “yeah , it's pretty popular. It's like always on.” ...I can't believe this song...daaaaamn...her excitement settles, as she looks back out of the window, at the grey and rainy day. So, that's how long it takes… The blending and fading of the song creates an array of rapidly changing scenes faded, flashing, cut and becoming somehow closer, yet further away at the same time. Colors and shapes, as the sounds that the songs all being played which remain the same, but change, as they create new sound waves; The Three Songs are arranged and rearranged, as are the scenes, pictures, videos, of entertainment stages through the ages, The Festival Culture highlighted in the Inception since The Dawn of Rave, to present day. [Each quote, a voiceover played by an ensemble cast, each made to read any/every line specifically, if unaccompanied by a name.] The Clips and Sound Combine with Colorful Psychedelic and neon in some scenes even in 3D, (ideally, actually, up to 9D) as music, theatre, television, and flashes of memories and scenes of everything, as the shifting screen changes slightly and steadily with the music, now something of an electronic-meets-acoustic symphony (:UNPLUGGED), still cleanly and seamless in the colorful chaos that is everything, though visually intensely overwhelming, a sensory-stimulating synthesis of “Sound That You Can See”[ *go back for quote from song] The Sountrack now taking us on a Journey through sound, (ideally surround sound, even having speakers and subs somehow mounted from the ceiling, pointing down, pointing up from the ground. With Live Theatre Production Experiences combine more elements representative of the 9 Dimensions, by arranging speakers set outside of the theatre itself--perhaps, if in a Live Theatre setting, where the movie is projected onto a screen or skrim on stage, additional screens canbe projected onto the walls of the theatre, creating potential to use the audience interactively, perhaps arranging for actors seated amongst the audience members, interjecting at the intersections of crossing dimensions with both improvised and rehearsed actions, and or carrying out specific tasks as it related to the plot, the audience, even becoming the stage, as the stage is re-arranged; even becoming a mirror image of the theatre, filling with patrons and gazing into the audience, where cast members reflect a multidimensional portrayal, an interpretive alternate reality of what is happening on stage, unseen off stage, while the film still plays somewhere (or even sometimes, nowhere) as light and sound design give the viewer an experience of senselessness and sensory stimulus, Explaining through experience, representations of conditions; Much like a masterful DJ mixes musical elements in a live setting by reading the crowd, The Ideal Live Production of this Film has the ability to Unify the audience through various interactive activities; an energy-based planned, or even sporadic--based on the audience itself, monitored by The Ringmaster, an unseen (cast) Omnipitence, or ‘The Universe” itself, , as we apply the Values of Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect as the Ultra-Fine Line between “Everything” and “Nothing”, in simpler terms: Light and Dark, and finding the balance which allows us, in the “present” to explore and experience The Voids, shattering reality as the Linear plot unravels into a non-linar Uncontrolled Experiement, Allowing for Manuverability within the variables and simulating a Synesthesia-Inspired Simulation of Multidimensional Time and Space Travel, using music as the constant connection; as the finale transforms the theatre in entirety into both a theatrical interpretation of a full-scale music festival--and a real-life miniature dance scene, inviting real-life ravers to fill the space to capacity, as the final scenes of the film unfold as the our present reality Expanding, Ascending, Compressing, and Collapsing All at Once, Explosions and Implosions as Concious and Unconcious Collide in the Cosmos; Darkness having never known Light, and Life is the balance we find as they collide, tied in tightly by Time through the rhymes and iambic pentameters, patterns, passion, perception; we find the Power of the Divine is the awareness of one's existence as Everything and/or Nothing at once, As the Reflection of both the inward and outward selves must balance, and harmonize in time, to realize The Difference between Paradice and The Prison of Purgatory, is the illusion of Division between the two Divine Eyes; The strength behind them lights the … I'm tired. Something about a third eye, right? I don't know. I think they closed mine. Who's “they” I am. “I prefer the gloominess to the sun. I don't know why.” (From, The Beatles, Love: Sun, Sun, Sun…) “‘I told the spider i'd write it!” (A quick clip of spiderman) ‘'Ohh, she spida” Okay, literally what the FUCK is my life. Are you alive? Not even. This doesn't make sense. How much sense is it supposed to make. It is making sense. It's making 6th sense. How did he DO that? Just him? THEY. Oh, shit. I know you're workin for it. Nah, I don't even think that's right? What's right? Something Doesn't Feel Right, I've had enough for one night. Yo, how is this happening? I don't know. They said it was a 9-Dimensional Song. WHAT even IS the 9th Dimension? What are any of the DImensions? I don't know. Google it. I did. And? And I have ADD. I dont know. So, go! GOH.. Aw, FUCK. This is getting weird. It's been weird. How is it, I can quit Skrillex, but Skrillex can't quit me. What? It was just a coincidence. There are no coincidences. How is that song even on the radio. Look what money can do! Money can do anything! I guess taht explains why you can't. it DOES. Do they want me to kill myself? Do you want you to kill yourself? Not really. I'd rather just die of natural causes, so I don'thave to be punished. Are you being punished. I commit suicide, and-- I already told this story. I'm not telling it again. How many times have you really told it. I've been telling it. I've been living it. I'm over it. Youre not over it. You're panicking. I'm writing. Youre fasting. I'm hungry. Why are you fasting? Because nothing makes sense. I have no money, I have no music-- You have music. I have nothing. I'm fucked. There are no coincidences. Don't you think I know? I quit listening to Skrillex, all of a sudden he's on the radio?! Yes. Is he even aware of my existence?! Is he? What the fuck is happening right now. Where's Scary Monsters? In my head. What's the plot? It's...somewhere. You've got to clean up these documents somehow. I don't have the focus. Try crystal meth. No. Try adderall. ...I don't have any money. Try a doctor. I did. I tried over and over and over. For depression. For Anxiety. For ADD. Everything they give me just makes me WORSE. That's hy you NEVER say you're runnin for President. I'm NOT. But you said it. Now you're really fucked. I am. So that's it. That has to be it. They want me dead so I can't run. That's the only way it's going to happen. What's going to happen. Either thing. I'm not running for President. You're not killing yourself. Psh. Watch me. We have been. Who is we. We-YOU. IT doesn't matter. nobody would believe any of it. the whole story sounds made up. How is this supposed to work out? They used Skrillex to get me to kill myself? That's...that's deep. Or…? Or...they used Skrillex to get me to... Get you to…? I don't know. I'm pretty worthless. All I do is...this. And what's this? And who is THIS? That was Chak Chel, I guess. What the fuck did getter DO? What did Getter do? What are they doing? I think the better question is: Why? WHY In-- Who's name? I'm not God. Until you are. And then I'm Avicii. Or Skrillex. Skrillex isn't dead yet. Yet. What the fuck. Don't . I didn't. But you did. Fuck this. Fuck That. Fuck that, too. Wait, does the Roomba say “fuck that” or “fuck you?” It says “Fuck you-fuck you-fuck you-fuck you-” Because it's a vacuum, so it's literally ‘eating shit'. See. Classic. Occult Classic. It is, all in my head. Until it isn't. I already fucked up. I sent a fucking suicide letter to-- A suicide letter. One of hundreds. Yeah. So they know i'm fucked up. Because they didn't know already? How would they know? How would they NOT KNOW? They've been with you all year. That's all in my head. Is it? I mean--Is it? Seems like it. Look at the evidence. I am the evidence. Look at last year--everywhere you went in the rave world, something happened. Lots of somethings happened. Eventually culminating in-- In? Tents. So what the FUCK am I supposed to do. Well, not kill yourself. Then what? Not starve yourself. I'm too fat. But you can lose weight. You can do anything, I can't do anything. You can. Then, I already have. Right. What am I supposed to do? What is this supposed to mean? Maybe it's time for a jump start. I was saving that. You were supposed to blast off at the STRAT and had McDonalds instead. I ordered a Muder-Suicide, with the intention of finishing in Suicide. But? But I went into a food coma. So maybe rather than the enemy, McDonalds is a friend. McDonalds is a friend to no one. Saved your life. Prolonged my life. As it always seems to. Think to the last few times you've ordered the Suicide Meal. It's only been twice. And? Both times I fell asleep before I could do it. So. So there's something in McDonalds that...I don't know. Takes away the ache. It is an ache, isn't it. It is. Now think--you're not the only suicidal person on the planet. No, I'm not. Think harder. I just did. And where did you go? To The Mountain. Where--? Where Tim said-- And how is it that you're on a first name basis with someone you've never met? I'm pretty sure i'm just crazy. Avicii came to you how? Through the music. And Sonny came to you how? ... How? Through the music. What did his mother say? Can I write this? Either someone's reading it, or they aren't. And if they are? Then, what does that make you? Crazy. But they're reading your words. They're just words. What did she say? I know what she said. I don't think I can write it. This is why The Untold Prophecy Remains Untold. This is all ridiculous. Isn't it. Whose birthday is it? Mine. Happy Birthday. Thanks. How old are you? I remember someone asked that... Who? What did Getter Do? Just Getter? What...does Pasqualle Do? Just Pasqualle? ...What do I... What are you? I don't know. Did you ever? Would You Ever? I can't help it. What can you help? I don't know. Why me? Y-U, Y-U, Y-U-- What was that, anyway? {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

COPYRIGHT PROTECTED INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY / CONTENT Ted, Ted, and Ted's accidental initiation into The Psychonauts began as a result of the friends, originally three Fraternity Brothers and Recent Graduates of UCLA attending festivals consistently together, each using various Mind-Altering substances to attract (“preferably female”) partygoers. Over the course of the series in short (often light and comedic) scenes, where the trio often stumble into reality-shattering situations by sheer coincidence or seemingly random occurrences. But as we later learn about the multilayered world of interdimensional existence, Everything happens for a reason; Nothing is Impossible, Never Say Never, Be Careful what You Wish For-- and, of course-- there are no coincidences. These three seemingly simple-minded creatures begin as “wooks”, Shirtless Party Boys eager to rave. Often [irresponsibly] experimenting with copious amounts of psychedelics, the boys often find themselves unknowingly transported through various wormholes, teleportals, time warps, and Voids created through the music at each festival they attend, sometimes confusedly landing them in alternate parallels and altered dimensions of reality, sometimes even spiraling into three separate dimensions at once, thus creating new points along The Grid, from which the parallels and dimensions are woven together and interconnected through, time, space, circumstance, and choice in any conscious--ultimately (though, most often by dumb luck or happy accidents) expanding the universe, prompting the Ascended Masters to scout Ted, Ted, and Ted as a unified team to be inducted into The Psyconauts, eventually becoming an integral and important Dillon (Theodore) Francis, while working towards an Alliance between the Bampheramphs and Psychonauts uses his bewittingly bestowed middle name to act as an Alternate ‘Ted', or sometimes work jointly as The QuadraSquad, a “pop-up” rave squad which acts as a recruitment team, and on emergency search-and-rescue missions, collecting key components along the collapse and collision of worlds and within the fabric of space, time, and reality. Chak Chel and Dillon Francis put the Teds through a rigorous (and extremely senseless) crash-course in DJing, forming a popular Trio, whose name varies depending on the dimensions in which they will preform, secretly setting tactical bassdrops, emitting coded frequencies to communicate covertly with other entities, opening intentional time warps, portals, and wormholes through their DJ sets. Time holes where the Trio are in two (or sometimes, more, and alternately infinite) places at once are placed as easter eggs throughout the series; In some cases, The Three Teds are even festival attendees at the festivals which in a neighboring reality they are also headlining, even at points transporting their own selves through timespace--whether intentionally, or coincidentally. As the Teds reach the high ranks of The Psychonauts, even eventually (and unwillingly) becoming separated by the obligation of duty, being assigned to separate sanctions of Leadership by skillset as a “draft” is enacted to strengthen their forces, as they prepare for The FInal Battle (actually multiple (infinite) battles occurring concurrently throughout the expanse of reality, even stretching into the outer realms of ‘inexistence' as the collective consciousness grows, reaching Ascension, and allowing certain realities to reach the New Paradigm. Though evolved over time as the series progresses, The Teds maintain their quirky wookness, questionable (sometimes inappropriate) sense of fashion, and hilariously signature fratboy attitudes and antics, reunifying as a powerful Trio once more towards the conclusion of the series, appearing elementally in various ways at most crucial plot points, revealing the creation through all of their endeavors and shenanigans, a brand new universe within The Infinite Multivetrse. (“TED”, where everything/everyone is “Ted”, This universe collides with “Everyone's A DJ”, and, as an infinitely expanding and integral part of the universe, appears optically as “TBD” (To Be Determined, Where Cliffhangers, Plot Holes, Continuity Errors and other traditional elements of Theatrical Film are represented throughout the SUPA Saga and overall festival project.) During the Wookness: Ted: Yo, how much for this? (Points To Kandi Cuff) ...How much-what? Ted: How much is it? Like what, $50 bucks? 50 bucks?! Ted: Oh shit, my bad--festival prices, huh? Sorry yo, I got a $50, the rest is big bills. Doyou have an online shop? Are you trying to buy my kandi? You can't *buy* kandi! Ted: Pssshhh! Ted: All I buy is Kandi! YOu can't sell kandi, youre supposed to trade it.. That's why you make it. Ted: Yeah bro, I've done trades. (Flashback) Raver Girl: Wanna Trade Kandi? Ted: Show Us your Titties! The girl looks to her friend, as if to say “should I?” her friend, wearing dark Ray Bans, and sternly nods her head in approval, her friend shrugs drunkenly as if to say“fuck it, why not?” While the friend swiftly pulls out her iPhone, the other lifts her shirt, flashing the happy Teds, dancing in Fratboy Delight; Ted, standing adjacent to the straight-faced girl in Sunglasses, sneakily scrunches down to get a good picture; their [Tri-Lens] iPhone cameras now directly aligned. face to face, (or rather, eye-to-eye) ((Or, eye-to-eye, rather,)) (((Rather, eye-to-eye,))). snapping his picture, as the flash from her camera blinds him Ted:UH, Yeah you can..They sell it online. Online? Whats--what? SELL? Ted: Fuck yeah dude. Ted: YEEE, KANDI KID 4 LIFE YOU ARE NOT A KANDI--Ki--YOU CAn'T SELL KANDI. Woah, chill. No “chill” no selling Kandi! NO! NO! What Chak Chel's Bedtime Stories Chak Chel, the GOOGLE kids' favorite babysitter, tells stories of infinitely expanding adventures of the multidimensions of timespace -Honey, I Killed Myself. -Honey, I Shrunk The Skrillex -Who Killed Sunni Blu? -Who Killed SupaCree? -The Curious Case of SupaCree -DILLONCEPTION Trapped in an intensely infinite and ever-expanding and/or consistently densening Vividly Lucid Multidimensionally (And Musically) Interconnected Omni-Galactic Eternal Space-Time “Loop”, [DJ] Dillon Francis must frustratingly attempt to multitask through an “apparently unlimited”[ (I TOLD YOU, IN-FIN-ITE. INFINITY.)] battle his Masked nemesis, Key: Brackets [] Director's Notes, Production Details, typically indicating a tie-in with other entries, or crossovers from other consecutively (or, sometimes, alternately) running series in the saga, more frequently as the “Multiverse” expands, or as the (Technical Omniverse, Eventually) in which the series' specific “(U)niverse” ‘collapsing', being progressively stated repeatedly throughout the series to be both compressing, and expanding respectively; However, as the Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure... Dill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (They cross paths with Bill and Ted, in their search for Two of the missing Teds; Alternately Ted and Ted discover how ‘Three's a Crowd” makes sense, as they happily gallavant frat-tastically through the galaxy, in search of a Sexy Space-Alien Rave Bae (The Amazonian Women from futurama, live action, Saved by the Heroes from futurama) (on) Having ascended into the dimension after her most recent death, SupaCree (not yet known as SupaCree), lands “God”, an Ascended Dimension where she can actually communicate clearly with the Ascended Masters, being closer to ‘God' (her)self, but not directly being able to interact with her; conversely, she can scan the plains of reality from “above”, though later we learn there is no “up” or “down” in “Total Omnipotence”, the post-conscience Infinite Existence Experienced in the Limitless (INFINITE) Energy of Being Everything, Everyone, and Everywhere at once; Simultaneously Nonexistant, Being “Nothing”, “Nobody” and “Nowhere” at once, all represented variously through the concept of infinite multidimentionality, in our “3” dimensional “Uni-Multi-Omni-Versal” (apparently, I've just been told) SupaCree exists in a Tri-Verse, unbeknownst to even God (her)self to its true Origins, the “final(e)” (but not, ever) (e) In a random and nearly collapsed alternate fabric of timespace, where the spelling of the name “Cree” is pronounced the same, but spelled simply “Cre”, (though, specifically equally--”by the exact number of times, actually”--mispronounced”, One of the only similarities between the two, sharing the same planetary alignments and cosmic significance and the same parents--however having been conceived with completely different genetic markers: As a result, this alternate version of herself is physically not “opposite”, but differs in physical appearance drastically--at least, for the most part--as more ideally attractive which to The Original's mind-blowing dissatisfaction, (and, also stagnantly egotistical “Very Satisfied” Satisfaction), But the feeling soon fades when she learns that this reality is on the verge of imminent collapse after the discovery that one subtle, singular synchronicity shared in her actual reality(s)(realities) (which one?) ((Multiple “actual-realities, actually”)) (((Multiple Synchronized Individual Existence Theory, one of the multiple Theories (I) Use to Conceive the (Law) of Evolutionary Infinite Omnipotence, (Everything is Everything/Nothing is Nothing/ God is, as I am/ I am U/All Are One) the aforementioned suggesting the absolute possibility of any circumstance which allows a singular subject with (apparently) “limited” existence, total and complete synchronization at “exact” moment of “Creation”, or “Origin”, and any circumstantially coinciding consecutive synchronizations beyond the limitations eo each respective individual's actual existence or reality.)(Satisfaction, Benny Benassi) (And Apparently, The Biz--because, literally, writing in real-time (What is time) with google. (What's The Biz???) Travelling to 2003, where the event which ties this frail and “practically non-existent” fabric of reality to her own, she eagerly races against the clock (in real time?) ((maybe, unreal time)) (((I am time.))) “I don't believe in time”, later corrected, after being stuck in a Godless world to “The human concept of “time”,/God's not real, or opting to state the phrase more subjectively, “I don't [really}/I kinda don't believe in time,” though as she evolves more rapidly through her progressive Ascension and Elemental Mastery, quickly Surpassing Ascended Mastery as a skilled sorcerer,Visionary Seer, helping her rapidly strengthen the art of Cosmic Alchemy, mastery of (eventually, instant, and respectively infinite manifestation, and matter/antimatter movement and/or manipulation;i.e. The art of Creation. I.E., Do you even know what “i.e' stands for? I'll look it up later, I know what its used for. Look it up. [Googles i.e, clicks on top most commonly searched] I.e. and e.g. are both Latin abbreviations. E.g. stands for exempli gratia and means “for example.” I.e. is the abbreviation for id est and means “in other words.” Remember that E is for example (e.g.) and that I and E are the first letters of in essence, an alternative English translation of i.e. The Original Cree sits perched behind a red (Ugh, red…) ...A red laptop computer; the love light lost from her dark eyes, through the clear lenses of her cheap, brandless (Medicaid.) ...brandless black glasses, narrow framed and unbecoming over the shape of her face, the Album ‘Who Killed Matt Maeson” softly plays a somber song, to which she'd normally--at least, if left alone or rarely, in “comfortable company” (That's, someone you don't necessarily “like”, but still feel comfortable enough to sing around.) The Scientist, in a higher realm, peaking down through her microscope, watches contently, curiously, and concisely, dialing its lens by a couple turns, as she ponders aloud, Hm. Wonder what makes that happen, exactly? That's...huh...Hm. [Her project, a mystery hidden from the audience. She pushes herself back from the desk, reaching for her notebook and jotting quickly her findings, stopping only turn on some [] Music, which blends seamlessly as we fade back into the scene of the drab and unflattering, somewhat “sickeningly” lit, reminiscent of the stagnancy most often observed in a petri dish.] As the song ‘Cringe' begins to play in the background, the clear picture of the laptop screen fades into a blurred obscurity, as her focus shifts sharply to the warm glowing array of colors of her speaker light her otherwise nearly lifeless eyes, as she is Slightly and softly hypnotized into a series of several simultaneous vivid memories; separate and specifically assorted scenes form, as she remembers “everything” quite at once, A vision weaved into her conscious memories, just as seamlessly; A Web Wrapped with the Fragile Fabric of “Time”, the invisible energy of musical frequencies awaken ones senses and sensibilities--invisible, for some...at least. The light on the speaker, a golden tone, as we cascade into the eye mind; A flash to a blurry memory, 2017; A slender and handsome longhaired surfer, resurfaces from submersion under the waves, flipping his long hair back with the graceful and slowmotionly seductive snap of the neck, as the sunlight gleaming a golden glow, in the eye of his admirer. A Flash Of: The Golden Light of the Shining Sun over Santa Monica A Flash, As she Gently Weeps, as the tears leaving her eyes leave (in a flash of scenes) drops onto her jeans, the sidewalk--all the while, A tiny ant carries a giant leaf, as the spider weaves beneath the tree whose leaves leak streams of pretty streaking and speckled, and leaves glassy droplets stuck in the strings of the spider, still weaving; the rain floods the streams into rivers, which bleed, eventually in the ocean, fanning out into the Seven Seas. (pacifically, eventually) Are we reading this, or is this stage direction--production notes? What is this? Who is “we”? WE AVE A whole flashback unfolds: A steamy shower, thick with the smell sweet candles, leaving steam-less spots of mirror in the flickering heat; A seamless and synchronized transition, as the More Cheery and Upbeat Strings, Beat and melody in the previously playing version, fades seemingly into the steam, as ‘Cringe, Stripped” leads us into the memory, where she sings with the heartbreakingly haunting and soulful sadness, the harmony, her voice blending perfectly over the recording as if it were meant to be; The Duality of Grief. Not quite flashing back, but seen as a translucent overlay, another flash; The Seats of a theatre, the scene in black and white, as the stage lights washout, the flickering dremlike scene, the steam so thick we barely see the details of the singing, with the passion that seems to bleed out the ache of her broken, barely beating heart. The song rings out, evolving into what just may be, the beginnings of a remix, as more quick flashes slam back-to-back A flash of: The Scene In The Mercedes A flash of an ambulance, sirens blaring! A flash as the scene of A spider sleeping peacefully beneath a leaf, shielded from the rain, which leaves droplets on the strings, on the opposite side of the same tree; Blissfully unaware of the bird, perched just above lurking or something to eat. Neither the spider, nor the other, or the bird or ant are aware of any one-another, or any other world other besides the tree, the flash of a longshot which we see, is unassumingly and unimpressively, “just a tree” a grey and stormy day; A plane takes off up into the heavy rain, droplets changing shape through the window, looking out as the plane lifts off the ground. The next layer of memories unfold as voiceovers from various quotes, accompanying the song still playing, now beginning to blend with first the stripped version, then the album/studio version, which for a moment, is singularly heard, as the flash of a scene from a more recent memory flashes: The Digital Clock in the Car Reads, 88.1 in red, The volume is low, almost so low that it can't be heard: she stares out the window on a grey and overcast day, eyes lost and pondering--though they light when her finely tuned ears catch the pitch of the song ‘Cringe', as she excitedly turns the volume up eagerly, listening for a moment--a range of joyful surprise in her expressions, happily pushing up the Translucent Pink Frames, sighing with a smile, as she exclaims, “WHAT? THIS SONG IS ON THE RADIO NOW?!” The driver, taken aback but having caught her contagious beam of “happy” I almost forgot about this song. That was a long time ago... “Oh...do you know this song?” I haven't heard it in forever...I forgot it existed. [pause] I can't believe it took that long… “yeah , it's pretty popular. It's like always on.” ...I can't believe this song...daaaaamn...her excitement settles, as she looks back out of the window, at the grey and rainy day. So, that's how long it takes… The blending and fading of the song creates an array of rapidly changing scenes faded, flashing, cut and becoming somehow closer, yet further away at the same time. Colors and shapes, as the sounds that the songs all being played which remain the same, but change, as they create new sound waves; The Three Songs are arranged and rearranged, as are the scenes, pictures, videos, of entertainment stages through the ages, The Festival Culture highlighted in the Inception since The Dawn of Rave, to present day. [Each quote, a voiceover played by an ensemble cast, each made to read any/every line specifically, if unaccompanied by a name.] The Clips and Sound Combine with Colorful Psychedelic and neon in some scenes even in 3D, (ideally, actually, up to 9D) as music, theatre, television, and flashes of memories and scenes of everything, as the shifting screen changes slightly and steadily with the music, now something of an electronic-meets-acoustic symphony (:UNPLUGGED), still cleanly and seamless in the colorful chaos that is everything, though visually intensely overwhelming, a sensory-stimulating synthesis of “Sound That You Can See”[ *go back for quote from song] The Sountrack now taking us on a Journey through sound, (ideally surround sound, even having speakers and subs somehow mounted from the ceiling, pointing down, pointing up from the ground. With Live Theatre Production Experiences combine more elements representative of the 9 Dimensions, by arranging speakers set outside of the theatre itself--perhaps, if in a Live Theatre setting, where the movie is projected onto a screen or skrim on stage, additional screens canbe projected onto the walls of the theatre, creating potential to use the audience interactively, perhaps arranging for actors seated amongst the audience members, interjecting at the intersections of crossing dimensions with both improvised and rehearsed actions, and or carrying out specific tasks as it related to the plot, the audience, even becoming the stage, as the stage is re-arranged; even becoming a mirror image of the theatre, filling with patrons and gazing into the audience, where cast members reflect a multidimensional portrayal, an interpretive alternate reality of what is happening on stage, unseen off stage, while the film still plays somewhere (or even sometimes, nowhere) as light and sound design give the viewer an experience of senselessness and sensory stimulus, Explaining through experience, representations of conditions; Much like a masterful DJ mixes musical elements in a live setting by reading the crowd, The Ideal Live Production of this Film has the ability to Unify the audience through various interactive activities; an energy-based planned, or even sporadic--based on the audience itself, monitored by The Ringmaster, an unseen (cast) Omnipitence, or ‘The Universe” itself, , as we apply the Values of Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect as the Ultra-Fine Line between “Everything” and “Nothing”, in simpler terms: Light and Dark, and finding the balance which allows us, in the “present” to explore and experience The Voids, shattering reality as the Linear plot unravels into a non-linar Uncontrolled Experiement, Allowing for Manuverability within the variables and simulating a Synesthesia-Inspired Simulation of Multidimensional Time and Space Travel, using music as the constant connection; as the finale transforms the theater in entirety into both a theatrical interpretation of a full-scale music festival--and a real-life miniature dance scene, inviting real-life ravers to fill the space to capacity, as the final scenes of the film unfold as the our present reality Expanding, Ascending, Compressing, and Collapsing All at Once, Explosions and Implosions as Conscious and Unconscious Collide in the Cosmos; Darkness having never known Light, and Life is the balance we find as they collide, tied in tightly by Time through the rhymes and iambic pentameters, patterns, passion, perception; we find the Power of the Divine is the awareness of one's existence as Everything and/or Nothing at once, As the Reflection of both the inward and outward selves must balance, and harmonize in time, to realize The Difference between Paradise and The Prison of Purgatory, is the illusion of Division between the two Divine Eyes; The strength behind them lights the … Ted, Ted, and Ted's accidental initiation into The Psychonauts began as a result of the friends, originally three Fraternity Brothers and Recent Graduates of UCLA attending festivals consistently together, each using various Mind-Altering substances to attract (“preferably female”) partygoers. Over the course of the series in short (often light and comedic) scenes, where the trio often stumble into reality-shattering situations by sheer coincidence or seemingly random occurrences. But as we later learn about the multilayered world of interdimensional existence, Everything happens for a reason; Nothing is Impossible, Never Say Never, Be Careful what You Wish For-- and, of course-- there are no coincidences. These three seemingly simple-minded creatures begin as “wooks”, Shirtless Party Boys eager to rave. Often [irresponsibly] experimenting with copious amounts of psychedelics, the boys often find themselves unknowingly transported through various wormholes, teleportals, time warps, and Voids created through the music at each festival they attend, sometimes confusedly landing them in alternate parallels and altered dimensions of reality, sometimes even spiraling into three separate dimensions at once, thus creating new points along The Grid, from which the parallels and dimensions are woven together and interconnected through, time, space, circumstance, and choice in any conscious--ultimately (though, most often by dumb luck or happy accidents) expanding the universe, prompting the Ascended Masters to scout Ted, Ted, and Ted as a unified team to be inducted into The Psyconauts, eventually becoming an integral and important Dillon (Theodore) Francis, while working towards an Alliance between the Bampheramphs and Psychonauts uses his bewittingly bestowed middle name to act as an Alternate ‘Ted', or sometimes work jointly as The QuadraSquad, a “pop-up” rave squad which acts as a recruitment team, and on emergency search-and-rescue missions, collecting key components along the collapse and collision of worlds and within the fabric of space, time, and reality. Chak Chel and Dillon Francis put the Teds through a rigorous (and extremely senseless) crash-course in DJing, forming a popular Trio, whose name varies depending on the dimensions in which they will preform, secretly setting tactical bassdrops, emitting coded frequencies to communicate covertly with other entities, opening intentional time warps, portals, and wormholes through their DJ sets. Time holes where the Trio are in two (or sometimes, more, and alternately infinite) places at once are placed as easter eggs throughout the series; In some cases, The Three Teds are even festival attendees at the festivals which in a neighboring reality they are also headlining, even at points transporting their own selves through timespace--whether intentionally, or coincidentally. As the Teds reach the high ranks of The Psychonauts, even eventually (and unwillingly) becoming separated by the obligation of duty, being assigned to separate sanctions of Leadership by skillset as a “draft” is enacted to strengthen their forces, as they prepare for The FInal Battle (actually multiple (infinite) battles occurring concurrently throughout the expanse of reality, even stretching into the outer realms of ‘inexistence' as the collective consciousness grows, reaching Ascension, and allowing certain realities to reach the New Paradigm. Though evolved over time as the series progresses, The Teds maintain their quirky wookness, questionable (sometimes inappropriate) sense of fashion, and hilariously signature fratboy attitudes and antics, reunifying as a powerful Trio once more towards the conclusion of the series, appearing elementally in various ways at most crucial plot points, revealing the creation through all of their endeavors and shenanigans, a brand new universe within The Infinite Multiverse. (“TED”, where everything/everyone is “Ted”, This universe collides with “Everyone's A DJ”, and, as an infinitely expanding and integral part of the universe, appears optically as “TBD” (To Be Determined, Where Cliffhangers, Plot Holes, Continuity Errors and other traditional elements of Theatrical Film are represented throughout the SUPA Saga and overall festival project.) During the Wookness: Ted: Yo, how much for this? (Points To Kandi Cuff) ...How much-what? Ted: How much is it? Like what, $50 bucks? 50 bucks?! Ted: Oh shit, my bad--festival prices, huh? Sorry yo, I got a $50, the rest is big bills. Doyou have an online shop? Are you trying to buy my kandi? You can't *buy* kandi! Ted: Pssshhh! Ted: All I buy is Kandi! You can't sell kandi, you're supposed to trade it.. That's why you make it. Ted: Yeah bro, I've done trades. (Flashback) Raver Girl: Wanna Trade Kandi? Ted: Show Us your Titties! The girl looks to her friend, as if to say “should I?” her friend, wearing dark Ray Bans, and sternly nods her head in approval, her friend shrugs drunkenly as if to say“fuck it, why not?” While the friend swiftly pulls out her iPhone, the other lifts her shirt, flashing the happy Teds, dancing in Fratboy Delight; Ted, standing adjacent to the straight-faced girl in Sunglasses, sneakily scrunches down to get a good picture; their [Tri-Lens] iPhone cameras now directly aligned. face to face, (or rather, eye-to-eye) ((Or, eye-to-eye, rather,)) (((Rather, eye-to-eye,))). snapping his picture, as the flash from her camera blinds him Ted:UH, Yeah you can..They sell it online. Online? Whats--what? SELL? Ted: Fuck yeah dude. Ted: YEEE, KANDI KID 4 LIFE YOU ARE NOT A KANDI--Ki--YOU CAn'T SELL KANDI. Woah, chill. No “chill” no selling Kandi! NO! NO! What Chak Chel's Bedtime Stories Chak Chel, the GOOGLE kids' favorite babysitter, tells stories of infinitely expanding adventures of the multidimensions of timespace -Honey, I Killed Myself. -Honey, I Shrunk The Skrillex -Who Killed Sunni Blu? -Who Killed SupaCree? -The Curious Case of SupaCree -DILLONCEPTION Trapped in an intensely infinite and ever-expanding and/or consistently densening Vividly Lucid Multidimensionally (And Musically) Interconnected Omni-Galactic Eternal Space-Time “Loop”, [DJ] Dillon Francis must frustratingly attempt to multitask through an “apparently unlimited”[ (I TOLD YOU, IN-FIN-ITE. INFINITY.)] battle his Masked nemesis, Key: Brackets [] Director's Notes, Production Details, typically indicating a tie-in with other entries, or crossovers from other consecutively (or, sometimes, alternately) running series in the saga, more frequently as the “Multiverse” expands, or as the (Technical Omniverse, Eventually) in which the series' specific “(U)niverse” ‘collapsing', being progressively stated repeatedly throughout the series to be both compressing, and expanding respectively; However, as the Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure... Dill and Ted's Excellent Adventure (They cross paths with Bill and Ted, in their search for Two of the missing Teds; Alternately Ted and Ted discover how ‘Three's a Crowd” makes sense, as they happily gallavant frat-tastically through the galaxy, in search of a Sexy Space-Alien Rave Bae (The Amazonian Women from futurama, live action, Saved by the Heroes from futurama) (on) Having ascended into the dimension after her most recent death, SupaCree (not yet known as SupaCree), lands “God”, an Ascended Dimension where she can actually communicate clearly with the Ascended Masters, being closer to ‘God' (her)self, but not directly being able to interact with her; conversely, she can scan the plains of reality from “above”, though later we learn there is no “up” or “down” in “Total Omnipotence”, the post-conscience Infinite Existence Experienced in the Limitless (INFINITE) Energy of Being Everything, Everyone, and Everywhere at once; Simultaneously Nonexistant, Being “Nothing”, “Nobody” and “Nowhere” at once, all represented variously through the concept of infinite multidimentionality, in our “3” dimensional “Uni-Multi-Omni-Versal” (apparently, I've just been told) SupaCree exists in a Tri-Verse, unbeknownst to even God (her)self to its true Origins, the “final(e)” (but not, ever) (e) In a random and nearly collapsed alternate fabric of timespace, where the spelling of the name “Cree” is pronounced the same, but spelled simply “Cre”, (though, specifically equally--”by the exact number of times, actually”--mispronounced”, One of the only similarities between the two, sharing the same planetary alignments and cosmic significance and the same parents--however having been conceived with completely different genetic markers: As a result, this alternate version of herself is physically not “opposite”, but differs in physical appearance drastically--at least, for the most part--as more ideally attractive which to The Original's mind-blowing dissatisfaction, (and, also stagnantly egotistical “Very Satisfied” Satisfaction), But the feeling soon fades when she learns that this reality is on the verge of imminent collapse after the discovery that one subtle, singular synchronicity shared in her actual reality(s)(realities) (which one?) ((Multiple “actual-realities, actually”)) (((Multiple Synchronized Individual Existence Theory, one of the multiple Theories (I) Use to Conceive the (Law) of Evolutionary Infinite Omnipotence, (Everything is Everything/Nothing is Nothing/ God is, as I am/ I am U/All Are One) the aforementioned suggesting the absolute possibility of any circumstance which allows a singular subject with (apparently) “limited” existence, total and complete synchronization at “exact” moment of “Creation”, or “Origin”, and any circumstantially coinciding consecutive synchronizations beyond the limitations eo each respective individual's actual existence or reality.)(Satisfaction, Benny Benassi) (And Apparently, The Biz--because, literally, writing in real-time (What is time) with google. (What's The Biz???) Travelling to 2003, where the event which ties this frail and “practically non-existent” fabric of reality to her own, she eagerly races against the clock (in real time?) ((maybe, unreal time)) (((I am time.))) “I don't believe in time”, later corrected, after being stuck in a Godless world to “The human concept of “time”,/God's not real, or opting to state the phrase more subjectively, “I don't [really}/I kinda don't believe in time,” though as she evolves more rapidly through her progressive Ascension and Elemental Mastery, quickly Surpassing Ascended Mastery as a skilled sorcerer,Visionary Seer, helping her rapidly strengthen the art of Cosmic Alchemy, mastery of (eventually, instant, and respectively infinite manifestation, and matter/antimatter movement and/or manipulation;i.e. The art of Creation. I.E., Do you even know what “i.e' stands for? I'll look it up later, I know what its used for. Look it up. [Googles i.e, clicks on top most commonly searched] I.e. and e.g. are both Latin abbreviations. E.g. stands for exempli gratia and means “for example.” I.e. is the abbreviation for id est and means “in other words.” Remember that E is for example (e.g.) and that I and E are the first letters of in essence, an alternative English translation of i.e. The Original Cree sits perched behind a red (Ugh, red…) ...A red laptop computer; the love light lost from her dark eyes, through the clear lenses of her cheap, brandless (Medicaid.) ...brandless black glasses, narrow framed and unbecoming over the shape of her face, the Album ‘Who Killed Matt Maeson” softly plays a somber song, to which she'd normally--at least, if left alone or rarely, in “comfortable company” (That's, someone you don't necessarily “like”, but still feel comfortable enough to sing around.) The Scientist, in a higher realm, peaking down through her microscope, watches contently, curiously, and concisely, dialing its lens by a couple turns, as she ponders aloud, Hm. Wonder what makes that happen, exactly? That's...huh...Hm. [Her project, a mystery hidden from the audience. She pushes herself back from the desk, reaching for her notebook and jotting quickly her findings, stopping only turn on some [] Music, which blends seamlessly as we fade back into the scene of the drab and unflattering, somewhat “sickeningly” lit, reminiscent of the stagnancy most often observed in a petri dish.] As the song ‘Cringe' begins to play in the background, the clear picture of the laptop screen fades into a blurred obscurity, as her focus shifts sharply to the warm glowing array of colors of her speaker light her otherwise nearly lifeless eyes, as she is Slightly and softly hypnotized into a series of several simultaneous vivid memories; separate and specifically assorted scenes form, as she remembers “everything” quite at once, A vision weaved into her conscious memories, just as seamlessly; A Web Wrapped with the Fragile Fabric of “Time”, the invisible energy of musical frequencies awaken ones senses and sensibilities--invisible, for some...at least. The light on the speaker, a golden tone, as we cascade into the eye mind; A flash to a blurry memory, 2017; A slender and handsome longhaired surfer, resurfaces from submersion under the waves, flipping his long hair back with the graceful and slowmotionly seductive snap of the neck, as the sunlight gleaming a golden glow, in the eye of his admirer. A Flash Of: The Golden Light of the Shining Sun over Santa Monica A Flash, As she Gently Weeps, as the tears leaving her eyes leave (in a flash of scenes) drops onto her jeans, the sidewalk--all the while, A tiny ant carries a giant leaf, as the spider weaves beneath the tree whose leaves leak streams of pretty streaking and speckled, and leaves glassy droplets stuck in the strings of the spider, still weaving; the rain floods the streams into rivers, which bleed, eventually in the ocean, fanning out into the Seven Seas. (pacifically, eventually) Are we reading this, or is this stage direction--production notes? What is this? Who is “we”? WE AVE A whole flashback unfolds: A steamy shower, thick with the smell sweet candles, leaving steam-less spots of mirror in the flickering heat; A seamless and synchronized transition, as the More Cheery and Upbeat Strings, Beat and melody in the previously playing version, fades seemingly into the steam, as ‘Cringe, Stripped” leads us into the memory, where she sings with the heartbreakingly haunting and soulful sadness, the harmony, her voice blending perfectly over the recording as if it were meant to be; The Duality of Grief. Not quite flashing back, but seen as a translucent overlay, another flash; The Seats of a theatre, the scene in black and white, as the stage lights washout, the flickering dremlike scene, the steam so thick we barely see the details of the singing, with the passion that seems to bleed out the ache of her broken, barely beating heart. The song rings out, evolving into what just may be, the beginnings of a remix, as more quick flashes slam back-to-back A flash of: The Scene In The Mercedes A flash of an ambulance, sirens blaring! A flash as the scene of A spider sleeping peacefully beneath a leaf, shielded from the rain, which leaves droplets on the strings, on the opposite side of the same tree; Blissfully unaware of the bird, perched just above lurking or something to eat. Neither the spider, nor the other, or the bird or ant are aware of any one-another, or any other world other besides the tree, the flash of a longshot which we see, is unassumingly and unimpressively, “just a tree” a grey and stormy day; A plane takes off up into the heavy rain, droplets changing shape through the window, looking out as the plane lifts off the ground. The next layer of memories unfold as voiceovers from various quotes, accompanying the song still playing, now beginning to blend with first the stripped version, then the album/studio version, which for a moment, is singularly heard, as the flash of a scene from a more recent memory flashes: The Digital Clock in the Car Reads, 88.1 in red, The volume is low, almost so low that it can't be heard: she stares out the window on a grey and overcast day, eyes lost and pondering--though they light when her finely tuned ears catch the pitch of the song ‘Cringe', as she excitedly turns the volume up eagerly, listening for a moment--a range of joyful surprise in her expressions, happily pushing up the Translucent Pink Frames, sighing with a smile, as she exclaims, “WHAT? THIS SONG IS ON THE RADIO NOW?!” The driver, taken aback but having caught her contagious beam of “happy” I almost forgot about this song. That was a long time ago... “Oh...do you know this song?” I haven't heard it in forever...I forgot it existed. [pause] I can't believe it took that long… “yeah , it's pretty popular. It's like always on.” ...I can't believe this song...daaaaamn...her excitement settles, as she looks back out of the window, at the grey and rainy day. So, that's how long it takes… The blending and fading of the song creates an array of rapidly changing scenes faded, flashing, cut and becoming somehow closer, yet further away at the same time. Colors and shapes, as the sounds that the songs all being played which remain the same, but change, as they create new sound waves; The Three Songs are arranged and rearranged, as are the scenes, pictures, videos, of entertainment stages through the ages, The Festival Culture highlighted in the Inception since The Dawn of Rave, to present day. [Each quote, a voiceover played by an ensemble cast, each made to read any/every line specifically, if unaccompanied by a name.] The Clips and Sound Combine with Colorful Psychedelic and neon in some scenes even in 3D, (ideally, actually, up to 9D) as music, theatre, television, and flashes of memories and scenes of everything, as the shifting screen changes slightly and steadily with the music, now something of an electronic-meets-acoustic symphony (:UNPLUGGED), still cleanly and seamless in the colorful chaos that is everything, though visually intensely overwhelming, a sensory-stimulating synthesis of “Sound That You Can See”[ *go back for quote from song] The Sountrack now taking us on a Journey through sound, (ideally surround sound, even having speakers and subs somehow mounted from the ceiling, pointing down, pointing up from the ground. With Live Theatre Production Experiences combine more elements representative of the 9 Dimensions, by arranging speakers set outside of the theatre itself--perhaps, if in a Live Theatre setting, where the movie is projected onto a screen or skrim on stage, additional screens canbe projected onto the walls of the theatre, creating potential to use the audience interactively, perhaps arranging for actors seated amongst the audience members, interjecting at the intersections of crossing dimensions with both improvised and rehearsed actions, and or carrying out specific tasks as it related to the plot, the audience, even becoming the stage, as the stage is re-arranged; even becoming a mirror image of the theatre, filling with patrons and gazing into the audience, where cast members reflect a multidimensional portrayal, an interpretive alternate reality of what is happening on stage, unseen off stage, while the film still plays somewhere (or even sometimes, nowhere) as light and sound design give the viewer an experience of senselessness and sensory stimulus, Explaining through experience, representations of conditions; Much like a masterful DJ mixes musical elements in a live setting by reading the crowd, The Ideal Live Production of this Film has the ability to Unify the audience through various interactive activities; an energy-based planned, or even sporadic--based on the audience itself, monitored by The Ringmaster, an unseen (cast) Omnipitence, or ‘The Universe” itself, , as we apply the Values of Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect as the Ultra-Fine Line between “Everything” and “Nothing”, in simpler terms: Light and Dark, and finding the balance which allows us, in the “present” to explore and experience The Voids, shattering reality as the Linear plot unravels into a non-linar Uncontrolled Experiement, Allowing for Manuverability within the variables and simulating a Synesthesia-Inspired Simulation of Multidimensional Time and Space Travel, using music as the constant connection; as the finale transforms the theatre in entirety into both a theatrical interpretation of a full-scale music festival--and a real-life miniature dance scene, inviting real-life ravers to fill the space to capacity, as the final scenes of the film unfold as the our present reality Expanding, Ascending, Compressing, and Collapsing All at Once, Explosions and Implosions as Concious and Unconcious Collide in the Cosmos; Darkness having never known Light, and Life is the balance we find as they collide, tied in tightly by Time through the rhymes and iambic pentameters, patterns, passion, perception; we find the Power of the Divine is the awareness of one's existence as Everything and/or Nothing at once, As the Reflection of both the inward and outward selves must balance, and harmonize in time, to realize The Difference between Paradice and The Prison of Purgatory, is the illusion of Division between the two Divine Eyes; The strength behind them lights the … I'm tired. Something about a third eye, right? I don't know. I think they closed mine. Who's “they” I am. “I prefer the gloominess to the sun. I don't know why.” (From, The Beatles, Love: Sun, Sun, Sun…) “‘I told the spider i'd write it!” (A quick clip of spiderman) ‘'Ohh, she spida” Okay, literally what the FUCK is my life. Are you alive? Not even. This doesn't make sense. How much sense is it supposed to make. It is making sense. It's making 6th sense. How did he DO that? Just him? THEY. Oh, shit. I know you're workin for it. Nah, I don't even think that's right? What's right? Something Doesn't Feel Right, I've had enough for one night. Yo, how is this happening? I don't know. They said it was a 9-Dimensional Song. WHAT even IS the 9th Dimension? What are any of the DImensions? I don't know. Google it. I did. And? And I have ADD. I dont know. So, go! GOH.. Aw, FUCK. This is getting weird. It's been weird. How is it, I can quit Skrillex, but Skrillex can't quit me. What? It was just a coincidence. There are no coincidences. How is that song even on the radio. Look what money can do! Money can do anything! I guess taht explains why you can't. it DOES. Do they want me to kill myself? Do you want you to kill yourself? Not really. I'd rather just die of natural causes, so I don'thave to be punished. Are you being punished. I commit suicide, and-- I already told this story. I'm not telling it again. How many times have you really told it. I've been telling it. I've been living it. I'm over it. Youre not over it. You're panicking. I'm writing. Youre fasting. I'm hungry. Why are you fasting? Because nothing makes sense. I have no money, I have no music-- You have music. I have nothing. I'm fucked. There are no coincidences. Don't you think I know? I quit listening to Skrillex, all of a sudden he's on the radio?! Yes. Is he even aware of my existence?! Is he? What the fuck is happening right now. Where's Scary Monsters? In my head. What's the plot? It's...somewhere. You've got to clean up these documents somehow. I don't have the focus. Try crystal meth. No. Try adderall. ...I don't have any money. Try a doctor. I did. I tried over and over and over. For depression. For Anxiety. For ADD. Everything they give me just makes me WORSE. That's hy you NEVER say you're runnin for President. I'm NOT. But you said it. Now you're really fucked. I am. So that's it. That has to be it. They want me dead so I can't run. That's the only way it's going to happen. What's going to happen. Either thing. I'm not running for President. You're not killing yourself. Psh. Watch me. We have been. Who is we. We-YOU. IT doesn't matter. nobody would believe any of it. the whole story sounds made up. How is this supposed to work out? They used Skrillex to get me to kill myself? That's...that's deep. Or…? Or...they used Skrillex to get me to... Get you to…? I don't know. I'm pretty worthless. All I do is...this. And what's this? And who is THIS? That was Chak Chel, I guess. What the fuck did getter DO? What did Getter do? What are they doing? I think the better question is: Why? WHY In-- Who's name? I'm not God. Until you are. And then I'm Avicii. Or Skrillex. Skrillex isn't dead yet. Yet. What the fuck. Don't . I didn't. But you did. Fuck this. Fuck That. Fuck that, too. Wait, does the Roomba say “fuck that” or “fuck you?” It says “Fuck you-fuck you-fuck you-fuck you-” Because it's a vacuum, so it's literally ‘eating shit'. See. Classic. Occult Classic. It is, all in my head. Until it isn't. I already fucked up. I sent a fucking suicide letter to-- A suicide letter. One of hundreds. Yeah. So they know i'm fucked up. Because they didn't know already? How would they know? How would they NOT KNOW? They've been with you all year. That's all in my head. Is it? I mean--Is it? Seems like it. Look at the evidence. I am the evidence. Look at last year--everywhere you went in the rave world, something happened. Lots of somethings happened. Eventually culminating in-- In? Tents. So what the FUCK am I supposed to do. Well, not kill yourself. Then what? Not starve yourself. I'm too fat. But you can lose weight. You can do anything, I can't do anything. You can. Then, I already have. Right. What am I supposed to do? What is this supposed to mean? Maybe it's time for a jump start. I was saving that. You were supposed to blast off at the STRAT and had McDonalds instead. I ordered a Muder-Suicide, with the intention of finishing in Suicide. But? But I went into a food coma. So maybe rather than the enemy, McDonalds is a friend. McDonalds is a friend to no one. Saved your life. Prolonged my life. As it always seems to. Think to the last few times you've ordered the Suicide Meal. It's only been twice. And? Both times I fell asleep before I could do it. So. So there's something in McDonalds that...I don't know. Takes away the ache. It is an ache, isn't it. It is. Now think--you're not the only suicidal person on the planet. No, I'm not. Think harder. I just did. And where did you go? To The Mountain. Where--? Where Tim said-- And how is it that you're on a first name basis with someone you've never met? I'm pretty sure i'm just crazy. Avicii came to you how? Through the music. And Sonny came to you how? ... How? Through the music. What did his mother say? Can I write this? Either someone's reading it, or they aren't. And if they are? Then, what does that make you? Crazy. But they're reading your words. They're just words. What did she say? I know what she said. I don't think I can write it. This is why The Untold Prophecy Remains Untold. This is all ridiculous. Isn't it. Whose birthday is it? Mine. Happy Birthday. Thanks. How old are you? I remember someone asked that... Who? What did Getter Do? Just Getter? What...does Pasqualle Do? Just Pasqualle? ...What do I... What are you? I don't know. Did you ever? Would You Ever? I can't help it. What can you help? I don't know. Why me? Y-U, Y-U, Y-U-- What was that, anyway? {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

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Whisky Sounds Good With Glenfiddich Ambassador, Dave Paradice. Dave has decided to mix Deep House Music with Malt Whisky. We Discuss that, his path, and much more.

Emily-Mae is currently starring as Nicki Marron in the UK & Ireland tour of The Bodyguard. Based on the 1992 film which starred Whitney Houston, The Bodyguard first opened in the West End in 2012 and has since toured multiple times in addition to returning to the West End in 2016. To date, The Bodyguard has been seen by over 3.6 million people in 15 countries and 45 US cities. Emily-Mae's theatre credits include: Bulda in Disney's Frozen (Theatre Royal Drury Lane), Kiki Kavelle in Are You As Nervous As I Am (Greenwhich Theatre), City of Angels (Garrick Theatre), title role in Pippi Longstocking (Theatre Royal and Derngate), Paradice in Brooklyn the Musical (Greenwich Theatre), Ronette in Little Shop of Horrors (Storyhouse Chester), Ulla in The Producers (Royal Exchange Manchester) and Dynamite/understudy Motormouth in Hairspray (UK Tour).The Bodyguard is touring the UK & Ireland until 30th December 2023. Visit www.thebodyguardmusical.com for info, tour dates and tickets. Hosted by Andrew Tomlins  @AndrewTomlins32  Thanks for listening! Email: andrew@westendframe.co.uk Visit westendframe.co.uk for more info about our podcasts.  

Les semaines se suivent et se ressemblent avec pas moins de 40 nouveautés cette semaine dont les très enthousiasmants Kites et le Bal des Chaudrons. ______________________________________

You have heard the boys Jason, James & Paul talking about the game over the past few weeks since they first played Cake of Doom at the Paradice game convention. NOW its time to meet the designers behind the cutesy universal domination game of bribery and bake stabbing sugary goodness, Pearl & Amar.On this episode we take the time to get to know a bit about both their histories in the hobby, what's been on the table recently and of course we have a great discussion about the game which enables our own Jason to become the maniacal master of the universe.........With Cake.  .......................................................................................................................................................................https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/cakeofdoom/cake-of-doom-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Find our audio Podcast on all good podcast platforms or find the links on our host site . https://meepleminded.buzzsprout.com/ You can join the ever growing Meeple Minded community https://www.facebook.com/MeepleMindedMedia https://discord.gg/HtgzKDAB https://twitter.com/MeepleMinded https://www.instagram.com/meepleminded/ Please also Like, Share & Subscribe here on Youtube https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCInqK3k50OVrutTCodvw3FA-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thank you all so much for choosing to listen to our humble down to earth Table top gaming podcast. If you do like what you hear, please do subscribe as we will be uploading a new show every Tuesday & Thursday @ 7am GMT, ready for that commute into work, or gym session :)

In this wild and crazy episode, our sexy friends, Paradice and Mr. Deependable join us in the Suite to share our thoughts on how we made it through the infamous Friend Zone...and we made it with a BANG!Casual Swinger Week at Hedonism: April 1 - 8, 2023!Fantasy Portland: May 19 - 22, 2023!PCAP Miami 2023!Expansive Connection!Foambusters.com!Be sure to SUBSCRIBE, RATE, & REVIEW! We appreciate any and all feedback!Check out our show and MANY others on FullSwapRadio!How to stay in-touch with us:Email: thesuitelifepodcast@gmail.comFollow us here for info on upcoming LIVE episodes:Instagram: @thesuitelifepodcastTwitter: @suitelifepodFacebook: Livin' the Suite Life (Tryst Loq Suitelife)Don't forget to SUBSCRIBE to the Livin' the Suite Life Podcast YouTube Channel!

This weeks episode sees the boys Jason & James giving you all a "2 4 1" bargain as they talk about their recent experiences at the very first Paradice board game convention held in the seaside town of Worthing in the UK aaaaaannnnndddddd They have also done a game highlight of the take that card game Cover Your Assets. How very generous ;) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Find our audio Podcast on all good podcast platforms or find the links on our host site . https://meepleminded.buzzsprout.com/ You can join the ever growing Meeple Minded community https://www.facebook.com/MeepleMindedMedia https://discord.gg/HtgzKDAB https://twitter.com/MeepleMinded https://www.instagram.com/meepleminded/ Please also Like, Share & Subscribe here on Youtube https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCInqK3k50OVrutTCodvw3FA-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thank you all so much for choosing to listen to our humble down to earth Table top gaming podcast. If you do like what you hear, please do subscribe as we will be uploading a new show every Tuesday & Thursday @ 7am GMT, ready for that commute into work, or gym session :)

Meet Michelle. She's the voice behind the mailbag introductions on the podcast and the Customer Service Team lead here at Organize 365®. Michelle is SO loved by the Organize 365® team and customers! She got quite the surprise when I asked if I could come and organize her storage area and video it for The Productive Home Solution™!  You guys…my home is already SO organized, including my storage area.  I've already shown everyone in The Productive Home Solution™ my storage area too many times. It was time for me to tackle someone else's storage room. The progress we made in ONE DAY may seem unbelievable; but it is all very doable when you know the order of the tasks you need to complete to get organized!  Michelle picked me up at the airport and we got to work. Thank goodness we had a dumpster. We started by focusing on what could go in that dumpster.  We were able to tackle a tucked away storage area with old shelving and her garage.   Michelle, who described the experience as “humbling”, almost had us pass on that tucked away storage area. But looking back, that was the most rewarding space to get organized. We really forced Michelle to focus on what we could get rid of first by repeatedly saying “You have the dumpster, we are here, what can go?”. Then we focused on cleaning and reloading the storage area by zones.  Michelle said it felt like a 40 year old weight had been lifted off her shoulders at the end of the day. Her mom (who also lives in the home) was so pleased at what we accomplished in one day.   When you listen to this episode, I want you to be inspired and know that you too can learn how to get an organized storage area and then go do it. Once you have it organized properly, it should stay organized for a very long time…if not forever.  EPISODE RESOURCES: Limited Time - watch the video of Lisa Organizing Michelle's Storage Room (only available through 12/31/22). Shelving Units Bins The Productive Home Solution™ Did you enjoy this episode? Please leave a rating and review in your favorite podcast app. Share this episode with a friend and be sure to tag Organize 365® when you share on social media!

It is widely accepted that the world is on a path to a new energy mix. How and when we get there is far less certain, and it presents investors with abundant opportunities. From the materials required to build renewables to fossil fuels facing supply-side issues and alternative fuels sources like uranium – the sector is red hot.    In this episode of Buy Hold Sell, Tom Richardson from Paradice and Luke Smith from Ausbil give their views on three stocks providing exposure to different energy sources.    We also ask each of our guests to nominate a commodity they think will play an essential role in the energy transition and their preferred stock to get exposure to that commodity. 

In Hour Tua we attempt to figure out what the solution to Miami's Boston problems could possibly be. In the following segment we take time to begin digesting a brutal loss on our home ice yesterday in Sunrise. We close the hour out checking in on some Dolphins OTA updates and We decide the age old debate, Waffle vs Pancake.

Esta semana tenemos a un invitado que ha tardado demasiado en pasar por estos micrófonos. Bolo Muñoz Calero está por fin con nosotros para compartir toda una vida dedicada a los videojuegos desde diferentes ángulos y por supuesto para hablarnos de las joyas que guarda en la conocida Bolocueva, un sótano que es la envidia de todo el que ha pasado por allí y la admiración de todo el sector del videojuego. Un programa que hemos disfrutado de principio a fin con un invitado excepcional.El apartado de actualidad lo empezamos enfadados con Capcom, que parece haber copiado impunemente el logo de Street Fighter 6, una franquicia que merece más cariño. Seguimos con las impresionantes cifras de Elden Ring, si no tanto en ventas, sí en las notas que se ha llevado por parte de la comunidad de jugones. Traemos también rumores sobre el «game-pass» de PlayStation, hablamos un poco más de Steam Deck que está a punto de llegar, y de la sorprendente noticia que nos cuenta que el 90% de los juegos vendidos en 2021 han sido digitales. Despedimos la sección con el despecho del CEO de EA con FIFA, una historia que no se cree ni él.El análisis de la semana es para Paradice, un muy divertido juego que de la mano de Zacatrus nos lleva a la feria local. Para ello vamos a utilizar una original máquina llena de dados que son los que van a decidir nuestro destino, y los premios que vamos a conseguir en esta feria. El juego empieza con el reparto de los stands, una carta para cada jugador que será la base de nuestro juego. Coger dados de la máquina siguiendo las normas de igualdad entre ellos por número o color, añadir una caseta a nuestro grupo o hacer una tirada ruleta con la que cogeremos dados al azar. Con estos dados, y siguiendo las normas de nuestras casetas, intentaremos completar las mismas, y una vez hecho, bajaremos el stock de productos de esa caseta. Es decir, lo venderemos. Cuando haya dos elementos sin stock, la partida acaba y se puntúa para decidir el ganador. Un juego muy divertido, apto para toda la familia, que ha supuesto una grata sorpresa y que además es producto nacional. ¡Lo tiene todo!El bloque central lo compartimos esta semana con Bolo Muñoz-Calero. Toda una personalidad dentro de los videojuegos que llegó a ser conocido en ciertos círculos como «el de la corbata». De Product Manager en 2K a Digital Manager en ABC pasando por puestos como Ejecutivo de Ventas o Manager de Desarrollo de Negocio en Unidad Editorial, pero siempre mostrando su pasión por los juegos de todo tipo, videojuegos, juegos de mesa y rol. Todos estos años en el sector le han llevado además a conseguir una envidiable colección que guarda con celo en su Bolocueva y que han hecho que todos los que hemos pasado por allí nos hayamos planteado el encerrarnos con llave por dentro. Infinidad de anécdotas, y las que quedan por contar, han hecho que este programa se haga corto.Y para no perder costumbre, cerramos el episodio con las recomendaciones que tanto esperamos cada semana y que deseamos os gusten tanto como a nosotros hacerlas.Recomendaciones en este episodio:Bolo: Vikingos Valhalla, The legend of Vox Machina, Lost ArkManu: Aragami 2 (Lince Works) (Steam, XBOX, PS) (Gamepass)Wako: La serie de Cuphead (Netflix)

Wayne Goodman in conversation with Cherokee, weightlifter, and video gamer

00:00 - Presentación 05:45 - "Juega o Muere" - 06:20 - Smart10 - 11:20 - Soviet Kitchen Unleashed - 18:15 - Paradice - 29:10 - Dungeon Dice & Danger - 36:50 - Mechs vs. Minions - 46:15 - Merchants of the Dark Road - 01:00:10 - Arkwrigth: The Card Game 01:06:50 - "Así Si y Así No" 01:16:15 - "Despedida y cierre" Toda la música utilizada en este programa utiliza licencias Creative Commons de uso libre y es propiedad de sus autores. 1. S Strong - Whitestick by S Strong https://soundcloud.com/s_strong 2. Funny Song by BENSOUND https://www.bensound.com/royalty-free-music 3. DJ Quads - A Coffee To Go https://soundcloud.com/victor-concepcion-361659656/dj-quads-a-coffee-to-go 4. Soul (Vlog Music) by Dj Quads https://soundcloud.com/aka-dj-quads 5. Every Morning by Dj Quads https://soundcloud.com/aka-dj-quads 6. HOWEA by Amine Maxwell (Royalty Free Music) http://bit.ly/2RuNxna Las locuciones corren a cargo de @CarlosFapresto El logo del programa es una creación de @Raulferuiz

The ASX 200 meanders to 10 points gain to close at 7365 (0.13%). Volumes are drying up as we head into Xmas. Banks under a little pressure with the Big Bank Basket unchanged at $176.62. MFG still under pressure, down 3.1% but volatility diminishes. CHC has taken out 50% of Paradice making valuations interesting. CHC down 7.5% on the news. REITS slipped lower as GPT down 1.3% and MGR down 0.7%. Healthcare mixed, CSL, a standout again, up 1.2% and EBO up 4.2% and RMD up 1.4%. Industrials mixed, WOW and COL eased around 0.7%, ALL rose 1.1%, DMP steadied, and travel stocks pushed higher FLT up 2.1% on Omicron news. Tech stocks better led by APT up 5.4% and XRO rallying 2% with the All-Tech Index up 2%. Big iron ore miners pulled back, RIO down 2.0% after a South American lithium acquisition, BHP off 0.8% and FMG falling 1.8%. Gold miners fell and lithium stocks saw gains after a broker upgrade on commodity prices. In corporate news, LNK had a bid at 550c rising 15.0%, CHC bought 50% of Paradise, no paving and STP fell 34.9 % on a trading downdate. PPS rose 2.1% after selling its troubled international assets to Morningstar. Nothing on the economic front. Asia markets modestly weaker and 10-year yields back up to 1.60%MT Christmas Advent Sale! This works like an advent calendar – we'll be revealing a new sale offer for you every other day until Christmas and you have two days to redeem each offer. Once it's gone, it's gone forever!Find out what is on offer today.

Upbeat overnight markets concluded that Omicron was mild, and SPI futures pointed to a decent open, but local investors did not really catch the vibe. Oil was firm overnight, and the Energy complex responded in kind, and closed up 0.7%. Despite being 22 December, we're not finished with M&A news: Link up 15% on a Canadian bid; Charter Hall buying a 50% stake in Paradice was big news but investors not happy with a near-8% dip. Lithium was on the nose yesterday, but BTD for investors saw Pilbara Minerals closing up nearly 9%. In contrast, at the bottom of the ASX200 ladder, Falcon Metals was smashed on debut, down 37%. And with all that, with volumes shrinking fast, the ASX200 closed up 10 points.Our top three VODs:The one sure bet for 2022Reopeing trades at risk from rate hikesBen's backing property but ditching a telco See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

The Boys Are Back in Town!! It's has been a couple of months, but we are back in the sky and are flying straight into your speakers . In this episode we have a lot of catching up to do. ParaDice talks about recent move to Italy and all the adventures he has had there so far. Peter Pancake tells everyone about all if his life updates and his potential plan to run a marathon soon. Afterwards we open our calendars and look towards the future to tell everybody about how the rest of 2021 is shaping up, and our plans for New Year's Eve. We always gotta bring you some mixes as well: First up, we have a super smooth brunch mix from Peter Pancake recorded live at Lolitas in Boston, Mass. These are the types of gig Peter was built for so you know it's gunna be a whole vibe. Mix starts (00:51:06) Next up we have the long awaited mix from DJ ParaDice recorded live from UNLV Premier 2021 that took place on August 26th, the week before he moved to Rome. Over 4,500 college kids enjoyed this set live, now you can hear it from the comfort of your home. Mix starts (01:37:18)

Dimitri and Khalid discuss the horrific Monster(s?) of Florence serial murders of the 1970s-80s in Italy, the litany of suspects and theories from the mysterious School of the Red Rose and the Villa Verde House of Horrors to the Satanic Cult hypothesis and a reclusive Prince who got shot in the face, as well as the most provocative theory of all: that the Monster of Florence was actually the Zodiac Killer. For access to full-length premium episodes and the SJ Grotto of Truth Discord, subscribe to the Al-Wara' Frequency at patreon.com/subliminaljihad.

In this 2 part episode of Aethercast Krohn, Max & Matt take a look at the stand out options from the new Stormcast Eternals battletome to ally into Kharadron overlords forces. They also take a look at the Kharadron Overlords lists being taken to Grand Paradice tournament in Kassel, Germany.   Want to get cool gaming tokens for your Kharadron Overlords army? Check out https://www.propaintedstudios.co.uk/ and use the code "AETHERCAST" to get 15% off!

Paradise Palase founders are Kat Ryals, 30 years old, 5'2” and already married for 10 years, Lauren is 27, 6' tall and no history of long-term relationships. They discuss the vision for their innovative project Paradice Palace which is a for-profit art space with a non-profit mentality. They have some great ideas! Like this OPEN CALL: https://www.paradicepalase.com/galleryproposals Lauren and Kat are both ambitious and with great art world experience and education. We explore with pointed Dr. Lisa style questions what makes them tick as a creative team both professionally and personally. They started Paradice Palase less than 2 years ago, but you can tell they are just getting started! Find out about this magical place they founded HERE: https://www.paradicepalase.com

The S&P/ASX200 closed higher Wednesday, gaining 56 points or 0.78%, as Wall Street rebounded and the local bourse followed. CIMIC Group climbed about 5% on a decent half year, Oil Search prospered for second day on the lingering whiff of a Santos merger and all sectors outside the industrials gained. Today's algorithm: ALU: ASX minus NASDAQ: ADSK equals -5% and a two-month low. And yet, ausbiz TV's Altium expert Ben Clark tells Scutty this is a company right on the edge of something special...Our top three VODs today:Paradice's pre-reporting season opportunitiesCFRA maintains a buy rating on Netflix as the company pivots to gamingAltium gets a bath: our Altium whisperer Ben Clark says it'll come out clean See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

This time round, we draw our journey with good ol' hotfeets mcgee (That's definitely a name for the devil that's catching on, right?) to a close, in a suitably dramatic fashion. Personally, I was hoping for a fiddle battle, but hey, I'll take the ending we got anyway! I was really pleasantly surprised by this book overall, I wasn't expecting anything special. Thoroughly glad a viewer suggested it! Up next episode is something spooky, so prepare your ears for that! You can find the text (to read along with) here: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/20 We go live each week with a new, live episode of the show on Fridays, over on https://www.twitch.tv/glacier_nester (or at least, we will when all 60 existing episodes go up!)

Welcome aboard for our second Mix episode for this month of June. We have a new high energy Dinner party mix from Peter Pancake recorded live at the famed Mariel restaurant in downtown Boston, Mass! Mix Starts (00:09:29) Listen To this nextime you make a fancy dinner at home, or at your next work out, whatever. ParaDice is up next with a random mix that he put together full of tracks that are working for him in the clubs at the moment, along with some viral Tiktok slaps thrown in there to keep it interesting. Mix starts at (00:59:13) See you all in a couple weeks!!

We delve into fantastic descriptions of a fantastic place, and a little story some or most would know: that of the serpent Causing Problems On Purpose for the newly split humans, who were just working out their own relationship with the world and each other. The damage is just as great as you'd expect, given the trouble that crops up. Up next episode is the 10th book through the finale, so look forward to that soon! You can find the text (to read along with) here: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/20 We go live each week with a new, live episode of the show on Fridays, over on https://www.twitch.tv/glacier_nester (or at least, we will when all 60 existing episodes go up!)

Despite the storm outside, we continue to learn more about the journey that the old Lightbringer goes on. A war among those fallen, and those who remain in the more hallowed lights is detailed this time, and even though the obvious conclusion is just what one would expect for when this was written, the way things are explained still remains enjoyably fascinating. You can find the text (to read along with) here: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/20 We go live each week with a new, live episode of the show on Fridays, over on https://www.twitch.tv/glacier_nester (or at least, we will when all 60 existing episodes go up!)

We hop into a new story, this time one chosen by a listener! Let's dive into Paradise Lost, a public domain favorite that I knew existed, vaguely, but hadn't gotten around to yet. Honestly, I wasn't sure whether I'd enjoy this one, but I wound up really getting into it. Oh, and before I forget! There's two ways to suggest new books (though it'll take 20 episodes before I get to them). You could join the discord, (discord.gg/PBZNsjn) or send me an email over at glaciernester@gmail.com! You can find the text (to read along with) here: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/20 We go live each week with a new, live episode of the show on Fridays, over on https://www.twitch.tv/glacier_nester (or at least, we will when all 60 existing episodes go up!)

Getting further into our tale of a Paradise that enshrines us no longer, we dive into the details of Eden itself, in quite the lyrical manner. This is technically a poem after all! Not only does that world built in Genesis get detailled here, but also we're given faces and names to several other players in the story at this point... Or maybe they're just being dramatic about how they describe the people's feelings. It's a little hard to tell, sometimes, especially with all the capitalization choices! You can find the text (to read along with) here: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/20 We go live each week with a new, live episode of the show on Fridays, over on https://www.twitch.tv/glacier_nester (or at least, we will when all 60 existing episodes go up!)

Its Episode 42 let's keep it simple. Shout out to all the real listeners who actually listen to us banter on about our past couple weeks and future plans. We appreciate y'all the most! Peter Pancake is up to bat first with the crazy hype mix!! - Starts (00:12:53) ParaDice come in next with the mellow smooth mix. - Starts (00:44:05) Let us know which Mix you prefer! Chat with us on IG https://www.instagram.com/connectingflightradio/ https://www.instagram.com/djparadice/ https://www.instagram.com/djpeterpancake/

On this 41st edition of Connecting Flight Radio we have one of the funniest and most genuine DJs in the game, Las Vegas native DJ Que!! Que talks with us about his come up in the game and how he has stayed relevant for so long. He sheds light on how he is able to balance working as a full time DJ and also a Real Estate agent (something that ParaDice tried and failed miserably at). Mixed into all this discussion is just Que making jokes and us laughing uncontrollably. On a more serious note Que is the first guest of the CFR podcast who has had a child, so we dig into how fatherhood has changed and improved his careers and life in general. This is a really interesting topic since most millennials are waiting longer and longer to have kids if at all. And as annoying as it is to be on a flight with a crying baby, we had to ask Que what it's like to be on the other side as a parent in that situation. This interview is really fun and most just us talking shit, but there are a few gems hidden in this episode that anyone could get value from!! We hope you enjoy it. Interview starts (00:10:57) DJ Que gives us an hour long mix of high energy bangers from start to finish!! It's a must listen next time you are on a long hike or something like that!! Mix starts (01:29:15) DJ Que Instagram https://www.instagram.com/djque/ Que's Real Estate Instagram https://www.instagram.com/QueGilesRealtor/ DJ Que other links https://www.flowcode.com/page/djque

Take a gondola ride with me through the streets of Venice as I share my experience of dreaming about going to a single location in an obsessive manner since I was like 8 years old! How I learned about managing my expectations - and how understanding my expectations or how to convey them has really helped me in my life as a whole. Wine Highlight of the Week:  2016 Pieve Castelletto Chianti This wine is from the region of Chianti, It is very hard to give precise borders to the Chianti area in Tuscany. This is because the name of Chianti is traditionally referred to as the area between Florence and Siena where Chianti wine has been produced and not a definite territorial area with boundaries. With time, the area where Chianti wine is produced has grown. Parts of these areas, excluding Impruneta, grow the grapes that are transformed into "Chianti Classico DOCG" wine. If we go beyond the "Classico" area, Chianti wine has a total of 8 denominations, such as Colli Fiorentini, Colli Senesi, and Chianti Rufina, to name just a few, that further extend the territory of Chianti as can be seen in this smaller map to the right. To follow my stories daily - follow me on social media: Instagram: www.instagram.com/thebackpacker_mom Facebook: www.facebook.com/thebackpackermom Website: www.thebackpackermom.com

A brand new mix episode of Connecting flight Radio is prepared and ready for take off. Your pilots ParaDice and Peter Pancake catch up for a min and talk about what has been going on for the past couple weeks, then we get strait to the music. ParaDice is up first with a wide ranging mix inspired by his recent trip to The Bahamas. To keep it super authentic the mix starts off with a track from a local Bahamian artist he met named DextaThaRealest repping Dundas town, Abaco (All his info linked below). Mix starts (00:07:46) Peter pancake follows up with a 48min super set of butter smooth hits that will have you reaching for that semi-expensive red wine bottle you have been saving for a special occasion. This is that time. Mix Starts (00:31:35) We hope you like the mixes and appreciate you flying with us on Connecting Flight Radio. DextaThaRealest on Apple Music https://music.apple.com/us/artist/dextatharealest/1478466306 DextaThaRealest Other links https://linktr.ee/DExta https://www.instagram.com/connectingflightradio/ https://www.instagram.com/djparadice/ https://www.instagram.com/djpeterpancake/

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We hope all of our passengers had an awesome week. We have a new Mix episode out for the people... DJ Peter Pancake is up first with a hype mix that you will have to lace up your running shoes for. Mix at starts (00:08:30) ParaDice up next with a segment of his set recorded Live at Blume Restaurant in Las Vegas this past Friday. Mix starts (00:33:58) follow us on the gram @Connectingflightradio

Ladies and gentlemen the moment you have all been waiting for, Episode 36 is here! As usual we have two funky fresh mixes for you. ParaDice starts it off strong with a 30 minute mix inspired by the marathon he just ran in Utah last weekend. With tons of high energy bangers intertwined, this mix is one you will definitely want to be working out while listening to. Mix starts (00:14:26) Peter Pancake follows up with a smooth mix to put you in your Valentine's day. Break out a box of chocolates, a bottle of bubbly, and some whipped cream if you are nasty. You and bae are for sure to love this one. Mix starts at. (00:42:07) We hope you love the music!! Hit us up on IG, be safe out there, and see you in two weeks for our interview episode. https://www.instagram.com/connectingflightradio/ https://www.instagram.com/djparadice/ https://www.instagram.com/djpeterpancake/

The Platform episode 301 features DJ ParaDice who returns to the show for the third time! A regular in Vegas' hottest night clubs he's played at major venues like Tao, 1OAK, Jewel and more. Listen to his show Connecting Flight Radio on Spotify or Apple Podcasts where he and Peter Pancake host DJ mixes, talk about their industry and travel amongst other topics. Follow him on Instagram @DJParadice and enjoy his latest mix, on The Platform! FB: www.facebook.com/aDJnamedParaDice/ IG: www.instagram.com/djparadice/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/djParaDice Connecting Flight: www.instagram.com/connectingflightradio/

2021 is well under way and we have our first mix episode the year. Before the music we discuss our stories form NYE and we get into some of our goals for the podcast in the upcoming year. Once all the formalities are out of the way, its straight to the music. Peter Pancake is is up first this time with a pump-up mix that will be perfect for getting you through your next sweat sesh at the gym or intense house cleaning binge. He goes deep into his bag and drops a couple exclusive remixes that you won't hear anywhere else in the podcast universe . Mix starts (00:15:33) Dj ParaDice follows up Peters energy with a more laid-back mix that would be perfect for a feel good Sunday dinner or an easy layover at your favorite domestic airport. Mr ParaDice drops some vibey Motown blends along with some other chill selections that will keep you coming back to revisit this mix time and time again. Mix Starts (00:44:30) Make Sure You Follow us on the Gram! https://www.instagram.com/connectingflightradio/ https://www.instagram.com/djparadice/ https://www.instagram.com/djpeterpancake/

Happy 2021, y'all! Anna and Alissa return for a new season! Anna tells us some interesting facts about ears. Anna gifts Alissa some Trash Bandits & they’re cute!! Remember: Safety Fine Always! Alissa wins the paper-rock-scissors game & tells us the content of 2 of the Zodiac Killer's messages, some stories from doctors/nurses re: the paranormal and a 2021 book read list! Anna tells us about the most cold-blooded murder in Minnesota! Beware of stepping out of the NE corner of Quiring. 2021 Book Read List! 1 - Limb from Limb by George Hunter - currently reading. Alissa will discuss around the week of January 27th 2 - Kiss of the She-Devil by M. William Phelps. 3 - The Witch of Delray: Rose Veres & Detroit's Infamous 1930s Murder Mystery by Karen Dybis. 4 - Who Killed the Candy Lady?: Unwrapping the Unsolved Murder of Helen Brach by James Ylisela 5 - Masquerade: A True Story of Seduction, Compulsion, and Murder by Lowell Cauffel 6 - Under a Full Moon: The Last Lynching in Kansas by Alice Kay Hill 7 - Dixie's Last Stand by John Ferak 8 - The Ghosts on 87th Lane by Marlene L. Woelm

David Paradice loves businesses. From chatting to the owner of a bike shop in Byron Bay to discussing the KPIs of his local IGA, Paradice truly believes that everyone has an area of expertise and is always looking to learn.  An Australian Fund Manager Hall of Fame inductee, he launched Paradice Investment Management aged 40, having earned his stripes spearheading the small-cap divisions at ING Group and Mercantile Mutual. A suite of achievements soon followed.  With a laser-like focus on returns and an unrelenting commitment to self-improvement, Paradice grew a multi-dimensional and thriving investment firm that shows no signs of slowing.  Passion is at the core of every action he takes, and, despite stepping down from managing the funds directly, he is as committed as ever. When reflecting on his success, Paradice highlighted a key framework for identifying winners: “Multiple expansion and earnings growth - if you achieve that combination, which you do in smalls, you get massive leverage on your investment ... this creates huge wins and massive value" In this episode of the Success and More Interesting Things podcast, I talk to Paradice about his legendary intensity when it comes to getting the job done, the crucial lessons learnt through his journey in funds management, and even how he once enjoyed a laugh with the Queen of England. 

Founder and Managing Director of Paradice Investment Management David Paradice AO has over 35 years' experience in equity investments and is a board member of Future Generation Australia (ASX: FGX), Taronga Foundation, and a member of GO Foundation Investment Committee. David was awarded an Order of Australia in 2017 for his services to the community through philanthropy and investment management. Louise and David delved into David’s career journey, the impact of the coronavirus on society and the equity market, and his personal stories on family, health and sports. 

Actor Tracy Ryan reads and excerpt from the First Eclogues Sir Philip Sidney's romance The Countesss of Pembrokes Arcadia in original pronunciation from the time of Sidney and Shakespeare. Lutenist John Edwards plays The Countess of Pembroke's Paradise by Anthony Holborne. The Countess of Pembroke was Mary Sidney Herbert, the sister of Philip. Pronunciation prepared by Hallie Fishel. These podcasts are supported by the Social Sciences and Humanities Research Council of Canada and the Spem in Alium Fund of the Toronto Foundation.

-Support The Channel- Join our Patreon - https://www.patreon.com/questsandchaos (https://www.patreon.com/questsandchaos ) Watch live at https://www.twitch.tv/questsandchaos (https://www.twitch.tv/questsandchaos) Join our discord: https://discord.gg/7gJKxnv (https://discord.gg/7gJKxnv ) T-shirts, mugs, coasters and more available at: https://questsandchaos.com/merch (https://questsandchaos.com/merch) Amy Puzia and Thomas Koch host The Untitled Quests and Chaos Podcast, discussing news and information about Tabletop RPGs, Board Games, and Kickstarters. This episode features our take on Birds of Paradice and Carbon 2185 Terminal Overdrive. Kickstarter: Birds of Paradice https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/birdsofparadice/ (https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/birdsofparadice/) Dragon Turtle Games & Terminal Overdrive https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/dragonturtlegames/carbon-2185-a-cyberpunk-rpg-terminal-overdrive Support us on Patreon: https://patreon.com/QuestAndChaos Buy T-shirts, mugs, Coasters and flasks: https://questsandchaos.com/merch Join us live every Monday, Tuesday, and Saturday nights (7pm pst) at twitch.tv/QuestsAndChaos https://twitter.com/AmyPuzia https://twitter.com/ThomasAKoch https://twitter.com/QuestsAndChaos Support this podcast

It officially fall!! That autumn weather is cooling things down nationwide, but you don't need to reach for those sweaters quite yet because we bring the HEAT with these mixes we have this week. Before we get into the music we have a few shoutouts and we discuss our upcoming travel plans and our next CFR trip to the Midwest for Halloween weekend. After the housekeeping we get right into the music, ParaDice throws down a motivational 45min mix that he curated for Smash Iron Fitness Gym in Las Vegas. This mix has everything you need to get through an intense workout or a long line at TSA whatever situation you find yourself in. ParaDice mix starts (00:16:55) Next up we have Mr Pancake throwing down a super trendy mix. He will keep you up to date and in the know with all new slappers that came out in the past few months. Now you will have some song ammo for your TikToks and Instagram story post. Pancake's mix starts (01:00:01) We really hope you enjoy the music! We will see you all in a couple weeks for our interview episode! Hit us up on Instagram!! Links: CFR instagram https://www.instagram.com/connectingflightradio/ Smash Iron fitness IG https://www.instagram.com/smashironfitness/

After a strong session yesterday where the ASX recouped most of its early week losses from Monday and Tuesday it was Fed Chairman Jerome Powell who poured cold water on the stock revival before it began reiterating the need for more stimulus to stabilise a weakened global economy. A sharp increase in daily infection rates of COVID-19 across Britain and Europe has provided markets with the challenge of negotiating a second wave and what restrictions those countries may impose to bring cases under control. However as data dominates across both health and indeed financial sectors, Paradice Investment Management's James McBeath told the ausbiz team that the data investment thematic is one that will drive markets for sometime. James' interview along with a chat to Sezzle CRO, Veronica Katz, forms part of another action-packed day at ausbiz. Our top three VODs are: Data is the market wave investors should be riding says Paradice's McBeathSezzle's new partnership with Ally Banking sizzlesSugar Rush: iCandy taking over mobile gaming See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

SZN 2 of Connecting Flight Radio is officially in full effect. In this episode we had to start off and thank all the people who have helped and supported us behind the scenes so far!! The List is long but we didn't wanna miss anybody! Thanks for all the love !! This week we had to bring you some slaps & yammers. Pancake starts us off with an hour long mix that will be sure to set the perfect mood at your Sunday book club. You already know this mix is full of hot remixes and exclusive bangers in the traditional Peter Pancake style. Mix starts (00:23:29) . Next up we have some live segments from DJ ParaDice spinning a virtual version of UNLV Premier. For obvious reasons the university couldn't have the 24th annual edition of the massive beginning-of-the-school year party, so they had ParaDice do a virtual version via Twitch and IG live. Mix starts (01:10:25). Enjoy the ride see you in the next episode.

Episode 25 of Connecting Flight Radio. We are back at it again with the white Vans... Coming off of a super busy week in our personal lives, this episode delivers you two starkly contrasting mixes. We kick things with a mix from Pancake that he made during his trip to Chicago this past weekend. Pancake is back on his grizzy with some CFR exclusive tracks and edits he has picked up over the last month or so. You are in for a treat with this one. Mix starts (00:11:43) Next we have a mix from ParaDice that is actually from a couple months back when the boys where on DJ Kenny Perez's show on 88nine Radio Milwaukee. This is a high energy electronic music mix with a few twist and surprises that will keep you hype while you are washing the dishes or folding your laundry Mix starts (00:40:21) Tag Us On Social Media @ConnectingFlightRadio Check Out Josh's Eco Friendly mask https://facethechange.co/

The Disney villains have a meeting... Share your thoughts on this episode using #KHAFE on twitter, or @ing us @KH_AFE. You can also join our discord! Voice 1: Laina - @isMeguca Voice 2: Tanner - @SparkyUpstart Voice 3: Val - @VillainVicencio Voice 4: Lian from Bad Heroes - @lianrosewrites, @BadHeroesCast Voice 5: Theo - @fourwholemoons Voice 6: Jack - @cmdrjackmtg Voice 7: Ryan from Dice Populi - @ryan_mossb, @dicepopuli Voice 8: Dennis from CtrlGroup - @CtrlPod Voice 9: Shannon from Paradice - @sroby25, @ParadiceRPG Voice 10: Isiah - @isiahgames Voice 11: Rem - @remspeedwagon Voice 12: Nathan Voice 13: David from From Afar - @davidtilstra, @fromafarpodcast

In a new landmark episode, the guys let the Weeb flag fly & doing the first of many all manga episodes where @poetheir33 & @JohnnyAlpha81 take on & dive deep into Hell's Paradice by Yuji Kaku then go full-on insane as they try & describe the one, the only the best manga EVER Dorohedoro by  Q Hayashida, just dive in & whig out with us! XD You can support this show by visiting our merch store, or by leaving us an Apple Podcasts review.

We hope everyone had a safe and sane Independence day weekend. We got a couple cool mixes from over the weekend for you all to groove to! We start off the party with Mr. Pancake who features his mix from the NONPOP! takeover on 88.9fm Radio Milwaukee that hit the airwaves this past Saturday night (00:16:24) . Followed up by ParaDice's funky dinner mix recoded live at STK at the Cosmopolitan in Vegas on 4th of July Saturday evening (01:13:20). Don't Forget to check us out on TWITCH.tv/ConnectingFlightRadio every Thursday at 8p Eastern/ 5p Pacific.

This episode from 2017 is one of my favorites, and it's an important episode to bring back. This week, Bearded Fruit turns over the reigns of the podcast to Cleveland-based hip hop artist Jesse Paradice. He discusses his powerful EP "Don't Call Me Ethnic." the turbulent forces that shaped his musical voice, and the urgent need for us to listen -- and listen closely -- to queer black artists and other people (and artists)of color. Find Jesse online at:https://spark.adobe.com/page/vKoZR7dKwHaDC/ Find Jesse on Twitter @BlvckCeltic

Welcome aboard episode 20 of Connecting Flight Radio! As DJ venues slowly begin to re-open nationwide we discuss about our experiences and some of the changes we are seeing with this transition (00:01:18). We make a huge announcement about the launching of our new weekly Twitch stream "The Layover" commencing June 11th (00:05:41). And of course we have some great music for all of you. The mixes featured In this episode come from an internet radio show we did for Lucky Strike in Bellevue, Washington this past weekend. Massive shoutout to Seattle legend DJ Cide who actually interviews US for the show (00:10:33). Both of the mixes are about an hour long so fasten your seat belt and enjoy the flight!! Peter Pancake Mix (00:24:15) ParaDice mix (01:16:57). LINKS: CFR Instagram https://www.instagram.com/connectingflightradio/ CFR Twitch Link https://www.twitch.tv/connectingflightradio (June 11th 8p Eastern/5p Pacific) DJ Cide Instagram https://www.instagram.com/djcide/ Lucky Strike Bellevue https://luckystrikebellevue.online/

The man in yellow has been revealed, and it's clobberin' time on Advantage in Paradice. Created by Sean O'Donovan Cast: Kalath Rholan-------Tim Rhone Scarlette Cerulyan-------Shannon Robichaud Ceuran Isilaistana-------Stefon Danczuk Timber-------Alex Carrio Wizwick Bilgru Farlight Yelin Jedri Pedri Netherrock-------Clayton Ambers

Hey everyone! Welcome to Plot Hooks, the podcast where we explore the art of narrative and collaborative storytelling in the world's premier RPG, Dungeons & Dragons.This week in The Prime Material segment, Samuel is joined by Sean from Advantage in Paradice to discuss leveling up our roleplaying! Be sure to check him out on the Paradice stream on Twitch! You can see more information at his Twitter (@odo_sean) and the official Paradice twitter (@ParadiceRPG). In The Wilds, we look at the terrifying oblex. And in The Tavern, what would you do if deadly experiments began wreaking havoc on a town?The new race for our campaign setting - the Ihmeset people - will be releasing on our Patreon soon! Already, Patrons have access to a great list of Khariqan magic items, the creation story of the world, and the list of deities in the setting. And the document explaining what sets this world apart from other Dungeons & Dragons settings is still available publicly if you want to see what this world is all about! If you can, it would be awesome of you to support us (patreon.com/plothooks). Your help allows us to continue to make Plot Hooks bigger and better for you, and to help out with the costs of running the podcast. You can find perks such as being listed on our YouTube graphic and being able to suggest topics for a future segment in The Tavern, in addition to all the aforementioned content about Khariq as it gets released! Be sure to follow us on social media! You'll find us on Twitter (@plothooks), Facebook (Plot Hooks), Instagram (plothooks), and YouTube (Plot Hooks Podcast). Questions or comments? Email us at plothookspodcast@gmail.com, or find us on these social media accounts.A big shout out also goes out to all the sources for our wonderful audio. Music was procured from Melody Loops. The tracks were "Epic Intense Trailer Intro Indent" by Jon Wright, "Dark Avenger" by Infraction, and "Medieval Ballad" by Erick McNerney. Sound effects were obtained from ZapSplat, Shockwave Sound, and Sound Bible.Special thanks for listening from everyone here at Plot Hooks; Samuel, Matt, Mike, Dave, Steve, Zac, Becca, and podcast pupper Ellie!Support the show (https://www.patreon.com/plothooks)

Lauren Hirshfield and Kat Ryals, the founders of Paradice Palase, discuss their mission to increase visibility and opportunity for artists while engaging their audience. These two powerful women art-repeneurs also advise artists about how they can improve their visibility now, and rejections can lead to opportunity. Learn more at paradicepalase.com and visit their online store, that Forbes is gushing about: https://www.paradicepalase.com/madeinparadice      

Welcome back to Connecting Flight Radio, as quarantine continues, we have something a little bit different for you this week! We interview the one and only jazz music extraordinaire Jason Fabus. A Saxophonist based out of Southern California, this man does it all. He is a band leader of 4 separate bands, has his own record label (Jason Fabus Productions) and he also shares his talents to the next generation through music education. Jason's list of accomplishments is growing year over year. His resume is quite impressive regularly working with major companies such as Disney, HBO, FOX, NBC and Netflix to name a few. To call him a rising star in the Jazz scene would me a massive understatement. Jason's latest solo album NOW! is available on all streaming platforms. Please enjoy this super unique and wide-ranging interview with a soon to be jazz legend. After the interview, DJ ParaDice puts together a buttery mix comprised of music preformed or produced by Jason and his bands, this mix is very different from anything you have heard on the podcast before. Timestamps Episode intro with Peter Pancake & ParaDice (00:21) Interview with Jason Fabus (07:20) Jason Fabus Jazz Mix by DJ ParaDice (01:09:18) Jason's website http://jasonfabus.com/ Now! Album on Spotify https://open.spotify.com/album/7c5yRnvyqSLAbiPCu4TXq7 Follow Jason on IG: https://www.instagram.com/jasonfabus/?hl=en True Colors Assessment http://www.creighton.edu/fileadmin/user/njslc/docs/True_Colors.pdf

The Platform episode twenty-two gives you a second mix from DJ ParaDice! His latest mix gives you another high energy open format mix that represents himself as a DJ. Enjoy the mix and be sure to follow him on his social accounts below! Connecting Flight: www.instagram.com/connectingflightradio/ FB: www.facebook.com/aDJnamedParaDice/ IG: www.instagram.com/djparadice/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/djParaDice

Hey everyone! Welcome to Plot Hooks, the podcast where we explore the art of narrative and collaborative storytelling in the world's premier RPG, Dungeons & Dragons.Today, in The Prime Material segment, Samuel is joined by Shannon of Advantage in Paradice to talk about roleplaying a rogue! In The Wilds, we discuss the basilisk. And in The Tavern, what would you do if murders started occurring at a sacred site?Next week we will release more lore for our custom campaign setting, the world of Khariq! You'll find the creation myth up on our Patreon soon. Already, the document explaining what sets this world apart from other Dungeons & Dragons setting is available for everyone, and a great list of Khariqan magic items is up for our Patrons! Stay tuned for even more releases in the coming weeks.Be sure to follow us on social media! You'll find us on Twitter (@plothooks), Facebook (Plot Hooks), Instagram (plothooks), and YouTube (Plot Hooks Podcast). And remember, when we reach 250 followers on Twitter, one lucky follower will win an official Dungeons & Dragons source book of their choice!Questions or comments? Email us at plothookspodcast@gmail.com, or find us on the aforementioned social media accounts.If you can, it would be awesome of you to support us on Patreon (patreon.com/plothooks). Your help would allow us to continue to make Plot Hooks bigger and better for you, and to help out with the costs of running the podcast. You can find perks such as being listed on our YouTube graphic and being able to suggest topics for a future segment in The Tavern! And of course, you will also get access to all of the content about our homebrew world of Khariq as it gets released! A big shout out also goes out to all the sources for our wonderful audio. Music was procured from Melody Loops. The tracks were "Epic Intense Trailer Intro Indent" by Jon Wright, "Dark Avenger" by Infraction, and "Medieval Ballad" by Erick McNerney. Sound effects were obtained from ZapSplat, Shockwave Sound, and Sound Bible.Special thanks for listening from everyone here at Plot Hooks; Samuel, Matt, Mike, Dave, Steve, Zac, Becca, and podcast pupper Ellie! Support the show (https://www.patreon.com/plothooks)

The Platform episode nine feat. ParaDice! From LA but currently residing in Vegas, ParaDice has been rocking some of the elite night clubs in the industry. Here's a glimpse of what you'd get booking him with this half hour mix! Check him out on social media with the links below! Connecting Flight: www.instagram.com/connectingflightradio/ FB: www.facebook.com/aDJnamedParaDice/ IG: www.instagram.com/djparadice/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/djParaDice

Gemeinsam mit Pieter und Felix von der Paradice Board Game Bar präsentieren wir unseren Beitrag zum Gratisrollenspieltag am 14. März in Wien.

Let's talk fae. No. Let's talk TOO fae. Yeah, that's it. It's a fun RP and combat heavy episode of Advantage in Paradice. Let's do it! Created by Sean O'Donovan Cast: Kalath Rholan-------Tim Rhone Scarlette Cerulyan-------Shannon Robichaud Ceuran Isilaistana-------Stefon Danczuk Timber-------Alex Carrio Wizwick Bilgru Farlight Yelin Jedri Pedri Netherrock-------Clayton Ambers

On a special episode of Advantage in Paradice our performance is a bit stilted as we ensure our fundamental baseline is settled... Created by Sean O'Donovan Cast: Kalath Rholan-------Tim Rhone Scarlette Cerulyan-------Shannon Robichaud Ceuran Isilaistana-------Stefon Danczuk Timber-------Alex Carrio Wizwick Bilgru Farlight Yelin Jedri Pedri Netherrock-------Clayton Ambers

Thank you to DJ Paradice from Las Vegas and SEX ED from Miami for sending us these dope mixes to be featured on the podcast! Make sure to give them a follow @djparadice / @dj_s3x_ed. You can submit a mix to us at any time via email miaradio305@gmail.com or DM @miaradio! Support the podcast:https://evrydyco.com/collections/mia-evrydymiasounds.comdjka5.comdjzea.comSend questions, feedback, request, or edits to miamiradio305@gmail.comThank you guys for all the support! Make sure to download, subscribe, and review!

I have known and been friends with DJ Paradice for maybe 5 years or more. He would come out to Hyde in the Bellagio when I would play there and hang out with me, listen and take it all in. He was working a regular job and wanted to transition into full time DJing. We spoke about the business and how to get that done. He was able to quit his job and make DJing full time a reality. He is now a resident DJ at many premier Las Vegas venues. He has headlined world renown spots. I may be biased when I hear this mix but seeing and hearing his progression over the last 5+ years makes me very happy and motivates ME to be better. I appreciate the selection and flow so much. Thank you DJ Paradice for this one. This podcast is sponsored by www.clubkillers.com. Support the podcast by becoming a Club Killer today! FOLLOW PARADICE: Instagram://user?username=DJParadice (Opens Instagram) Follow me: Instagram://user?username=MyFavoriteDJ (Opens Instagram) Be sure to check out my new Amazon influencer store front. All of the things I use to make this podcast are there along with what I carry in my DJ bag and general products that I like for my everyday life. This is a new way to support the podcast, check it out! https://www.amazon.com/shop/myfavoritedj My "Truth in The Booth" and "My Favorite DJ" T-shirt collaboration with Evrydy Co. is now live. https://www.evrydyco.com Please rate the podcast! I want to become the highest rated DJ Podcast on iTunes. www.JustOneLink.net/djkonflikt (You should get Just One Link) SUBSCRIBE!!! Send me your questions: MyFavoritePodcast@gmail.com Venmo: MyFavoriteDJ Cash App: $MyFavoriteDJ Bitcoin address: 34K1kE4h2cz9zm669hHCAgiRibUzS3ek6d

Episode 1 of Advantage in Paradice! Join us as we introduce ourselves to ourselves and to you, dear listener! Created by Sean O'Donovan Cast: Kalath Rholan-------Tim Rhone Scarlette Cerulyan-------Shannon Robichaud Ceuran Isilaistana-------Stefon Danczuk Timber-------Alex Carrio Wizwick Bilgru Farlight Yelin Jedri Pedri Netherrock-------Clayton Ambers

We sit down with Sean and Shannon, two cast members of the Paradice RPG Live Play DnD Stream.

This is our 5th episode and 3rd ParaDice and Peter Pancake exclusive mixtape for Connecting Flight Radio. @DJParaDice @DJPeterPancake @ConnectingFlightRadio

In this segment, I ART New York interviews Lauren Hirshfield and Kat Ryals, founders and the curatorial team behind Paradice Palase. Begun two years ago Paradice Palase aims to promote artists through arts patronage and to create public engagement with art. Hirschfield and Ryals discuss their recently guest-juried exhibition Twist and Twine, launched in partnership with Chashama, their booth at the The Spring/Break Art Fair among other exhibitions and related initiatives. They offer their insights into their curatorial practice while navigating the complexities and rewards of operating in New York City. Music intro and outro are by the Brooklyn based band, More Than Skies; tracks "Act Casually" and "She Loves Me Not" from their album "Everyone is a Loaded Gun". 

OQ IS LIAM O’BRIEN AND COLE QUAMME IN COLLABORATION WITH AN ARRAY OF MILWAUKEE-BASED CONTRIBUTORS. QUAMME STARTED MAKING BEATS INFLUENCED BY THE DEFINITIVE SOUND OF THE LATE JANKA NABAY AND DECIDED TO REACH OUT TO LOCAL FOLK AND BLUEGRASS MUSICIANS TO SEE WHAT THEY COULD DO WITH THEM. QUAMME EVENTUALLY RECRUITED O’BRIEN, WHO DEVELOPED THE INTERLOCKING RHYTHMS INTO FULL-FLEDGED SONGS BASED ON CELTIC MELODIES. BY THE TIME THEY’D GOTTEN AROUND TO PRODUCING THEIR FIRST EP, PARADICE 1, THE PROJECT HAD TAKEN ON SURPRISING NEW FORMS. PARADICE 1 EXEMPLIFIES THIS EVOLUTION – MELODIC RUMINATIONS ON HUMANITY DANCE OVER SUSTAINED GROOVES AND COMPLEX POLYRHYTHMS. IT’S A SOUND THAT HEARKENS A DISTANT PAST AND IN THE SAME STROKE, HERALDS IN THE COMING OF A NOT-SO-DISTANT, BUT HOPEFULLY BRIGHTER, FUTURE. TUNE INTO WMSE’S LOCAL/LIVE TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 26TH AS WE WELCOME OQ FOR THEIR DEBUT RADIO PERFORMANCE ON THE MIGHTY 91. WMSE.ORG TO STREAM LIVE OR IN THE ARCHIVES OR SIMPLY TUNE YOUR RADIO TO 91.7 FM AT THE 6 O’CLOCK HOUR. LOCAL/LIVE ON WMSE IS SPONSORED BY CLUB GARIBALDI’S.

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With our special guest Chaz Marler of Pair Of Dice Paradice The people of Babblot are bemused by the amount of information on board game that are at our fingertips. So many Youtube videos and channels popping up and websites and blogs, overload all their senses. But are they alone? Burky & Badger here, with a stranger to babble about this phenomenon ***Introduction*** Convention Fulfillment Unboxing Mythic Battles ***Things that make you go hmmmm!*** 12:00 Breadmaker new crowdfunding Forbidden Sky announced ***What game is behind the door*** 25:38 This is where we quiz our guest on, what's their latest purchase, game of the moment and game they can't wait to have. See if you can guess what it is before us... ***The Babble*** 1:03:23 It there too much board game media out there? We chat with Chaz about how we feel You can find us at Board Game Theater page for all episodes and Board Games Everybody Should...  Like us on Facebook, Twitter or our guild on Board Game Geek Other games we talk about: The 7th Continent, Charterstone, Cursed Court, Container, Ticket To Ride

Every year, over 20 million people get on a cruise ship and set sail for a seafaring vacation. Most of those cruises take their vacationers to warm, sunny climates. But thanks to climate change, a new hoard of ships might start sailing North rather than South. This episode of Flash Forward explores a future where the Arctic becomes a tourist destination just like the Bahamas or the Great Barrier Reef.    Researchers at UCLA have projected that the Northwest Passage might be totally ice-free by 2050. And that’s something that big commercial cargo ships have been eyeing for a while. But now, cruise ships are getting in on the game. The first big cruise ship to make the full Northwest Passage trip was the Crystal Serenity.      This week we talk to a few people who have seen the impacts of this new tourism boom.    Arielle Duhaime-Ross is a climate and environment correspondent for HBO’s VICE News Tonight. Arielle went up to Pond Inlet to see the Crystal Serenity, and talk to the people in Pond Inlet about what it's like to suddenly be flooded with visitors in puffy coats.     Jackie Dawson is the Canada Research Chair in Environment, Society and Policy at the University of Ottawa. She’s done a lot of work studying the ways tourism impacts people and the environment in places like Pond Inlet. And she spent years trying to convince people to take arctic tourism seriously.    Nancy Guyon is the Director of Tourism and Cultural Industries for Nunavut, the northernmost Canadian territory. And Nancy’s job is to try and figure out how to harness this new interest in the arctic for the good of Nunavut.    So this future is a little bit unlike some of the other ones I do on this show, because it’s a future that’s kind of inevitable. It’s happening, it’s going to happen. Are communities ready for it? No, is the general consensus. And in this episode we talk about what might happen as this gets more and more popular. What happens when a ship hits and iceberg? What happens when private yachts show up to communities that don't want them? How do you make sure that these ships don't disrupt local hunts, and that the tourists respect the people living in these communities?     Flash Forward is produced by me, Rose Eveleth, and is part of the Boing Boing podcast family. The intro music is by Asura and the outtro music is by Hussalonia. The episode art is by Matt Lubchansky.     If you want to suggest a future we should take on, send us a note on Twitter, Facebook or by email at info@flashforwardpod.com. We love hearing your ideas! And if you think you’ve spotted one of the little references I’ve hidden in the episode, email us there too. If you’re right, I’ll send you something cool.     And if you want to support the show, there are a few ways you can do that too! We have a Patreon page, where you can donate to the show. But if that’s not in the cards for you, you can head to iTunes and leave us a nice review or just tell your friends about us. Those things really do help.     The music in this episode was:    BoxCat Games, “Assignment”  BoxCat Games, “Love of my Life”  Oorlab, “Apiarist, Part 1”    Sounds in this episode: "Wind, Synthesized, A.wav" by InspectorJ of Freesound.org Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This week, Bearded Fruit turns over the reigns of the podcast to Cleveland-based hip hop artist Jesse Paradice. He discusses his powerful EP "Don't Call Me Ethnic." the turbulent forces that shaped his musical voice, and the urgent need for us to listen -- and listen closely -- to queer black artists and other people (and artists)of color. The music in this week's episode is from "Don't Call Me Ethnic." by Jesse Paradice: https://jesseparadice.bandcamp.com/album/dont-call-me-ethnic

The West Memphis Three are three men who were tried and convicted as teenagers, in 1994, of the 1993 murders of three boys in West Memphis, Arkansas. Damien Echols was sentenced to death, Jessie Misskelley, Jr. was sentenced to life imprisonment plus two 20-year sentences, and Jason Baldwin was sentenced to life imprisonment. During the trial, the prosecution asserted that the children were killed as part of a Satanic ritual. A number of documentaries have been based on the case, and naive or sympathetic celebrities and musicians have held fundraisers in the belief that they are innocent.Abomination: Devil Worship and Deception in the West Memphis Three MurdersWith shocking insights into one of the most talked about murder cases in American history, Abomination: Devil Worship and Deception in the West Memphis Three Murders reveals the truth about the death of three children in West Memphis, Arkansas in 1993. By analyzing original police transcripts and court documents, William Ramsey conclusively proves that witchcraft and the occult were involved in the heinous murders, and that a continuing wall of deception has prevented the public from realizing the awful truth about the West Memphis Three child killings.WM3" redirects here. For other uses, see WM3 (disambiguation)."Jason Baldwin" redirects here. For the former Australian rules footballer, see Jason Baldwin (footballer).The West Memphis Three photographed after their arrest in June 1993 by the West Memphis Police DepartmentThe West Memphis Three are three men who, as teenagers in 1994, were tried and convicted of the 1993 murders of three boys in West Memphis, Arkansas. Damien Echols was sentenced to death, Jessie Misskelley, Jr. to life imprisonment plus two 20-year sentences, and Jason Baldwin to life imprisonment. During the trial, the prosecution asserted that the children were killed as part of a Satanic ritual.[1][2][3]A number of documentaries have explored the case. Celebrities and musicians have held fundraisers in the belief that the three men are innocent.[4]In July 2007, new forensic evidence was presented in the case. A status report jointly issued by the state and the defense team stated: "Although most of the genetic material recovered from the scene was attributable to the victims of the offenses, some of it cannot be attributed to either the victims or the defendants." On October 29, 2007, the defense filed a Second Amended Writ of Habeas Corpus, outlining the new evidence.Following a 2010 decision by the Arkansas Supreme Court regarding newly produced DNA evidence and potential juror misconduct,[5] the West Memphis Three negotiated a plea bargain with prosecutors. On August 19, 2011, they entered Alford pleas, which allowed them to assert their innocence while acknowledging that prosecutors have enough evidence to convict them. Judge David Laser accepted the pleas and sentenced the three to time served. They were released with 10-year suspended sentences, having served 18 years and 78 days in prison.[6This show is part of the Spreaker Prime Network, if you are interested in advertising on this podcast, contact us at https://www.spreaker.com/show/1198501/advertisement

Joseph Colbourne is a Boston, MA based DJ and collector of disco, funk, soul, and boogie. Colbourne is a rising DJ who is quickly matching his contemporaries such as Rahaan, Kon and Amir, and Dam-Funk. He has successful disco residencies in Boston, which include Foxy (a monthly gay event with his DJ partners Nathanael Bluhm and James Cerne, which has been favorably compared to London’s Horse Meat Disco), and Group Hug (a disco and house monthly also targeted to the Boston gay and “Bear” scene).

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