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Tonight, The Untold Radio Network's Real American Monsters is back in control at 8 PM EST, and you do not want to miss it! We're thrilled to welcome Dennis Pfhol to the podcast for what promises to be an electrifying discussion about the Bigfoot phenomenon.Dennis isn't just an armchair enthusiast; he's lived a life steeped in the American West's great outdoors, camping, hiking, and fishing since childhood. But it was a harrowing experience in 1999 while camping with his family near Leadville, Colorado, that forever changed his path, thrusting him and his wife Shannon into the heart of Bigfoot research.Since then, Dennis and Shannon have dedicated years to exploring active Bigfoot territories, not only in their home state of Colorado but also venturing into California, Washington, Oregon, Utah, Oklahoma, and Texas, encountering intriguing events at every turn.His deep dive into the mystery led him to join the BFRO (Bigfoot Field Researchers Organization) in 2004 after attending an expedition in Mescalero, New Mexico, quickly becoming a Colorado investigator for the organization.But perhaps most notably, from 2005 to 2010, Dennis was a crucial part of the Erickson Project, also known as the Ohio River Valley research location in Northern Kentucky. He spent five years collaborating with Adrian Erickson, the project's organizer and funder, on a private endeavor to gather more evidence and advance our understanding of these enigmatic creatures. This rural, heavily wooded location appeared to be home to a small group—perhaps a family—of Bigfoot, a finding further corroborated by local eyewitnesses.Tune in tonight at 8 PM EST for an unforgettable journey into the world of Bigfoot with Dennis Pfhol on Real American Monsters!

In this Mini Episode of Tea Time, Sydney and I are interviewing Author of "A Breath Between the Screams" a collection of short stories, Dedrick Williams. Listen in as we discuss his works, his writing process and his more. So grab your tea cups and listen to this enlightening interview. Follow the author: Dedrick Williams @ded_no_aFollow Sydney: @sydneyxsymoneFollow Tea Time: @teatimewithaustin

This episode tackles the heartfelt question of a recovering porn addict whose wife frequently screams, lashes out, and accuses him of lying—despite his efforts at sobriety and support. We emphasize that these outbursts often stem from deep, layered trauma, especially when relapse reopens old wounds. Recovery is not just about avoiding porn; it's about understanding and owning the devastating emotional impact the betrayal has had, and proactively working to create safety and restore trust.We stress that individual recovery must come first. Addicts need to cultivate emotional stability, self-worth, and robust support systems. They must also proactively communicate their recovery journey—what they're doing, learning, and becoming. Without this, partners will often default to fear and worst-case assumptions. Daily actions that rebuild trust, including follow-through on commitments and consistent emotional visibility, are essential. Rage, when seen through the right lens, is often a broken cry for connection that requires compassion, not defensiveness.Finally, we remind both partners that long-term healing requires balanced, respectful communication. Addicts are not exempt from respect simply because they caused harm, and partners must also work on managing trauma-based responses. Screaming and toxic communication may be understandable but aren't effective. A relationship can only thrive when both parties are working toward mutual healing, equality, and emotional safety. With courage and consistent effort, real connection is possible.For a full transcript of this podcast in article format, go to:  My Betrayed Partner regularly Screams & Lashes Out . . .  How can I Help Her?Learn more about Mark and Steve's revolutionary online porn/sexual addiction recovery and betrayal trauma healing program at—daretoconnectnow.comFind out more about Steve Moore at:  Ascension CounselingLearn more about Mark Kastleman at:  Reclaim Counseling Services

In this episode of the 30 Screams or Less podcast we review “Bring Her Back”, written and directed by Danny Philippou & Michael Philippou, starring Billy Barratt (Andy), Sally Hawkins (Laura), Jonah Wren Phillips (Oliver), and Sora Wong (Piper). The plot of the movie is, a brother and sister uncover a terrifying ritual at the secluded home of their new foster mother. The post 30 Screams or Less 119: Bring Her Back appeared first on Shining Wizards Network.

In this episode of the 30 Screams or Less podcast we review "Bring Her Back", written and directed by Danny Philippou & Michael Philippou, starring Billy Barratt (Andy), Sally Hawkins (Laura), Jonah Wren Phillips (Oliver), and Sora Wong (Piper). The plot of the movie is, a brother and sister uncover a terrifying ritual at the secluded home of their new foster mother.Sponsored By:Beard Octane: Use the code 30SCREAMS10 at checkout for 10% off your order. https://beardoctane.com/Live Free or Die Tattoo Convention: https://www.livefreeordietattoo.com/Follow Us on Social Media: https://solo.to/30screamsorless

Nueva entrega de "Back in the Day", en el que Shockadelica hace un repaso al mes de julio en Prince: lanzamientos, grabaciones, conciertos y nacimientos. Los temas que escucharéis en este capítulo son: IIntro: Soul Psychodelicide (1986) All A Share Together Now (2006) Moonbeam Levels (1982) 777-9-311 - (The Tim, 1982) Pain (versión de Prince, 1990) God is Alive (Paris, 8 de julio de 1988) Nothing Compares 2 U (La Coruña, 29 de julio de 1990) Do Me Baby (Controversy, 1981) The Screams of Passion (versión de Prince, 1984) The Dance Electric (versión de Prince, 1984) Joy in Repetition (North Sea Jazz Festival, 10 de julio de 2011) PControl House Mix (1995) Chaos and Disorder (Chaos and Disorder, 1996) Guitar (Montreux Jazz Festival, 15 de julio de 2013) Stare (HitNRun Phase Two, 2015) Future Soul Song ( Casino Vaige, Bruselas, 11 de julio de 2010,) Pop Life (Extended Version, 1985) Back in the Day es un spin-off de Purple Music Podcast llevado a cabo por Shockadelica. Síguenos en Instagram! (@purplemusicpodcast), Twitter (@purplemusicpod) y en Youtube (@purplemusic6489) Stay Funky! The Estate of Prince Rogers Nelson is not affiliated, associated, or connected with Purple Music Podcast nor has it endorsed or sponsored Purple Music Podcast. Further, the Estate of Prince Rogers Nelson has not licensed any of its intellectual property to the producers of Purple Music Podcast. NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED. We just want to share our love for Prince music.

In this chilling Supernatural Japan episode, host Kevin O'Shea ventures to the heart of western Tokyo to unravel the dark mysteries of the haunted Doryodo Ruins in Hachioji's Ōtsukayama Park. Once a serene temple built in 1874 and demolished in the 1980s, the site is now infamous for a horrifying trio of murders—a robbery-slain elderly caretaker in 1963, a young co-ed murdered in 1973, and lingering whispers that hint at yet another tragic incident—all of which contribute to the ruin's eerie reputation. Blending spine‑tingling history, local ghost sightings, and folklore, this episode delves into reports of distant weeping, lost spirits calling "I'm here," and the supernatural legacy that still haunts one of Tokyo's most notorious shinrei supotto (haunt spots). Perfect for true‑crime and paranormal podcast fans, this episode explores how unbearable grief and unsolved deaths have turned an abandoned temple into a magnet for ghost hunters and urban explorers alike.Follow the podcast: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/supernaturaljapanBluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/madformaple.bsky.socialX: https://x.com/MadForMapleFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/supernaturaljapanEmail: supernaturaljapan@gmail.comSupport the podcast (Help fund the creation of new episodes): https://buymeacoffee.com/busankevinYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@BusanKevinNEW podcast companion blogs! https://justjapanstuff.com/Support the show

#crimechatwithnatandkat present this week's Episode 137 - Real Exorcism. Real Audio. Real Tragedy. | Movie vs. Reality

Pools of blood, And pools of dust, And fools, and fools, and fools Pools of love, And pools of list And tools and tools, and tools Pools of us, And Pools of hours And palms of pools D'hors Pools of plants, And pools of listen Pools and Pools and Pools Now, for us, what's at stake has come upon us For whether which now or ever ties have made for us to burn; Ne'er mistake there lust for listens and of ponders, Waterfalls of love and feathers, wanders Ties to honor stars and fore of fathers Almost lost it, there, I– Almost gathered, therefore. [ ] So to us who part ties, Of tied knots and of stomach's wrench To nourish shadows as remains her honor, I, depart my once, I, as flocking doves, The twist'of fated never Bare I fear or fonder Where, where, for again (bare tied as to none) and again wakes as has but not in time, to grove– The box I paved and yet, Set aside not as slabs of stone Or ash and fire But there i wake In cedar pine and oak The turn of slumber as the glow of what I once did not know, Now has shined against My eyes as water Luminescence Oh Goddamnit. Peaking pride, the oath Again i wait and ne'er did I come, but forth I woke, and also thought Not one but worlds of color, And there i know, to heart the seas I parted Not shallow or in shallows waking, red as scarlet blood but mauve, and then, the coping stays of which I gathered here has Agape and aching, wet with pride and courage Forefront others As thought to know, I, And I become, as known, now not and. “All White World” Our ENSEMBLE awakens slowly in the void of light; an all white space seemingly endless and drenched in blinding light; slowly awakening as if upon a cloud, and yet, washed in the drenched brightness of an all white world–familiar and together, but also new; The uniformity of all white attire and the simplicity of symmetry–all alike but of many and also one. I promise there's pancakes; I promise there's porridge I primise there's light at the end of the tunnel (the end of the night and beginning of brunch) And yes, I promise a run And a run for the office (not by far) And not unpardoned I promise to pray And I promise to wait And i promise to ache In the acres I've laid Made of all green pastures And days and days Without saying my name Pass us over Now…. Hiatus, Hiatus, Hiatus! My maples for all of us, cornbread And cream of the coconut (cream of the coconut) Screams from the underworld (Calling! They're calling) And trees of the very best kind; Plush with fruits What a prosperous product A merciless giving A scrupulous foreign (For four eyes, not one on my forehead) –policy! Don't you know, Conan, That all this goes over my– Over my over– Over my Over my head, –like a snowball? Don't you know, though, That nothing goes over his– Over his over– Over his Over his head –no one throws that high! (Not in softball!) ENSEMBLE What an apocalypse! What an apocalypse! What a protocol! What a dunce! What an oddball! Don't you know Nothing goes over Goes over Goes over us Nothing goes over us Nothing goes over Nothing goes over No bombs being dropped And the worst has to come because Nobody's turning this off; It's a turning point Not a mantra! It's a saga And nothing less short than a– Awful apocalypse; Long hiatus and no-low doses of Polymorohypothesis– Whatever that is! Don't you know, Conan, They're all going wrong with us. No, There's no knowing the coat From the hotbox, the hoot from the horus, the laugh from the chopsticks, The room full of products Or coatrooms of corpses No, There's no knowing us But out of nowhere The hour comes running upon us, And so The show must go on The show must go on The show must go…. DIRECTOR CUT! WHAT! That was FABULOUS! I don't disagree with you. However– What is it now? A MAN hangs by nothing but seemingly a very tightly buckled pair of restraints, above his head–the source of the object from which he hangs unknown, he appears to almost float, in fact, in quite the sufferable struggle. Holy fuck, guy. You're still up here? The VOICE comes from above but is yet unseen, it appears as though two very tidy clean white tennis shoes appear to be holding the straps of these restraints in place. CONT'D That's amazing. No false ties, And no hard wars, And no jolly ranchers, Gob stoppers, or nerf ropes. No fruit roll ups, No lunchables, or gushers No hamburger helper And no candy crush Just Drugs And more Drugs And more Drugs and more Morons Donuts, and drag queens, Tim Hortons, And Mormons; Mothballs, and Roaches, And horseflies, And rodents – Now guess which long road you're on (guess which long road you're on) Guess which long road you're aaaaahhhhhh– HALT. Who goes there. What the fuck is THIS. Finally, two acts past intermission, The troll under the bridge has put his cancer in remission The redactions have acted as class-action warfare, McDonalds has sponsored us, But barely. Look: just. No. I'm not endorsing this. Why. Because! It's killing people! Shh! It is! He–'s uh–joking. Actors! Improvising! Hush. Left and right! Speaking of left and right– You know who our sponsors are, right? Of coure! This nonsense! No! The– Shh–! –Owners of this product. Beg your pardon. Do you know who owns this brand and company? No. Well, do your research. Immediately. I highly recommend that. This seems serious. Serious as a heart attack. ACTION! Fuck you! Nuhhhhh–fuck you, you fucking fuck! Look, you lost, alright. Ughhhhhh. It's three to one. Three to one?! Yes. Fuck. Wait a–wait– What. Aren't there five of you guys? What? Huh-huh? No. Yes. There are. No. There's. Why. Five–of us–four of us You're lying. One, two, three *hiccups* four– Strike force “five”? I'm two guys! FUCK. We're missing one. Fuck. They figured us out. I figured out nothing. I'm drunk. I Fluffed. just know the difference–s between Five and One What. Four and Five! okay . Fuck. Well that's right. Well can't we just do it with us. NO! Why not. Because. the singularity has to be in the exact circumstance when this lightning strikes as the first one was. But– That's impossible. It's not–*hiccups*--umpossible. I was 9! “9 and a half!” “The half counts.” But not right now! Because i'm like a 60 year old guy! What! Gross. You're 60?! I think so! Then how old am I!?! I don't know! How old were you before!? I'm your brother! You don't know how old I am!? You're not my brother now, so maybe–I don't know–you never were! *gasps* take that bacK! [The boys fight amongst eachother] Fuck me, man. No thank you. What in the fuck did I write. I don't know but. CUT TO Ooh. Dice. DON'T TOUCH *poof* ENTER THE MULTIVERSE: L E G E N D S “The Magic Dice” (A Triad) NICE. FUCK yOu DUDE. nO fuck U U dElEETED My WRLD. THen is must not have been that great. *exaggerateD gasp* *even more exaggerated gasp* *Fluffs* *fluffs harder* *explodes* [The Festival Project ™ ] MEANWHILE The Aliens Are On A Pirate Ship, There's Still No Sign of [Redacted] and that's what this beat is called. -U. iS this a montage? Idk it just seems like a ship sinking in very slow motion. [A pirate ship full of aliens is sinking in very slow motion in a thunderous maelstrom.] (in IMAX 3D) Wow. I like that. This is fascinating. JIMMY KIMMEL is pacing relentlessly; he is driving the other hosts up a wall. KIMMEL I'm hungry, I want pants. I'm hungry– I want pants– Jimmy... KIMMEL I'm hungry– Jimmy! KIMMEL I want pants! JIMMY! KIMMEL WHAT! I'M HUNGRY AND I WANT PANTS! Oh, is that when— CRAIG FURGUSON has had enough. CRAIG You want bloody pants! KIMMEL YES! I WANT PANTS! CRAIG You know what! Fine! I'll make you some fucking pants if you just–shut UP! KIMMEL AND I'M HUNGRY. CRAIG FIRST THINGS FIRST! CRAIG FURGUSON assembles some very eclectic pants from the drapery inside the mansion; this of course reveals the windows to be boarded up in a highly distinct bunker-like maximum security prison-ish fashion, but THE HOSTS at the very least now have makeshift pants; which are startlingly fashionable: read: bohemian chic. Why do mine have beads still attached? He pulls the decorative ripchord and his fly opens promptly. Oh. CRAIG FURGUSON For emergencies. He continues pulling it in sequence with the matching lamp; he alternates turning the lights on and off and opening and shutting his pants flap in admiration. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D In case you really have to go. (Facinated) Ooh! CRAIG FURGUSON is satisfied with his work. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D I guess you could say, “The curtains match the drapes” CONAN O'BRIEN (beat) …not mine. {Enter The Multiverse} Fearsome, fearsome friends– Fearsome fearsome few Fearsome fearsome tears Listen whispers Fearsome twin Silly hollows All the lies All that waits is Hollywood and chosen five at ends of times All that waits are kings and wisdom All that knows are far, and farther All that needs is nothing, lessons All that fears is our kind Waiting. Shallow. Whispers, Gaining, Hornets nests and looming , gifted Shadow watchers Our time Farrows, Listen, Glistening as sparrows, Gifted– Kill God, There remains a far price There remains a far cry A call to wolves A false time The fabric is losts on Ghosts and Carry trains, Wishes and Tilted, Whisperers Before our Galaxy of Hard times and Wishes, Wishes, Wilting, Flowers, Waiting, Waiting And Waiting And Waiting And wanting but watching The water Gallons Fly up The wanted Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Far cries, Far cry Fear twins, have shattered To notice us Chatterbox Listens and Life turns and Waiting and Galaxies Gallantly Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Waiting And Waiting And Waiting and Water. We're watching you. An ACHINGLY TALL red-headed fellow finds himself in a FIGHT TO THE DEATH, being cast over eons and decades, and cascaded in and our of portals throughout the ever-infinite dimensional portals of unknown realms as his grasp on life itself and reality begins to fade as he crosses in and out of parallels, one galaxy to the next and one lifetime to another, gripping death and darkness in one hand and light and living in the other. In this bloody brawl, scrawling across an expanse of unknown and unknowable times and realms, this mystic remains still yet as infinite and omniscient in himself as the Gods he looks to for mercy, as the journey has been known to become of these very same deities in its context and process. A folding timeline of blood and sacrifice melds itself into the rope of the materiel worlds; not one fabric of time but many twisted and woven fibers into one rope from which he climbs into the ranks of the upperworld–or heaven, then also slipping seemingly sometimes into the depths of the underworld, a Hell known to all man as this, existence not as one but many consumed in the shadow processes of wickedness and torture, war amongst one another, and the well known humanities of pride, faith, justice and wealth. …this is supposed to be Conan? Uhh… “Achingly tall red-head?” yeah I guess. –O'Brien? [beat] He seems capable. Don't pity me, For not I weep of our pride on doorsteps not allowed, But for the grace and hope of fortune in another world i've known But lest forgotten; Do not feign me for my ignorance in desire, For I am not of man, or woman, or grain, or stone But of the world itself and all ire. (Don't doubt me.) To be cruel not those who pass judgement That weighs in this way or that is utmost critical, In this the end of times and now the end of my desires, And yet the way that I have known, And the offer I have rung Is not here, but elsewhere. And yea, I walk alone. Amen. What the fuck does this have to do with show hosts. Almost always Irish Catholic Almost Always clothed in robes Almost Always fathers, aren't I? Almost always old, of Rome. Almost always birds of feather Almost always sticks and stones Almost always on the airwaves Almost always silver, gold Slither, Slither, Here i wait And Slither slither, Here I came And whether she will slit her wrists Is neither here Nor either there It's a comfort that I offer you to slaughter; That you'd rather not to love but instead murder– I'd be better off to love, then kill you after, Course, tarantula, or just as well, a spider. It's a comfort that I offer you to kill me; Lay my head upon a sanded wooden platter– That you'd rather me to say I'd kill than love you– So I rather just to love, then murder after. Woah. Good to God, God ought to know. I close my palms together full of laughter, So. Good to God, God ought to know, I sacrified my life for ever after. So far. Good to God, God ought to know, That all he wants, I want My heart is surely shattered. Now what. Good as God, God ought to know, That all I want becomes; The looking glass, The wishing well, The cross to bare The shepherd to the pasture. Amen. Omen. All men. Want none. But one. But– So. [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS W E L C O M E -Ū. Copyright The Festival Project, Inc. ™ & The Complex Collective © 2015-2025 All Rights Reserved B A C K Tales of A Superstar DJ

Pools of blood, And pools of dust, And fools, and fools, and fools Pools of love, And pools of list And tools and tools, and tools Pools of us, And Pools of hours And palms of pools D'hors Pools of plants, And pools of listen Pools and Pools and Pools Now, for us, what's at stake has come upon us For whether which now or ever ties have made for us to burn; Ne'er mistake there lust for listens and of ponders, Waterfalls of love and feathers, wanders Ties to honor stars and fore of fathers Almost lost it, there, I– Almost gathered, therefore. [ ] So to us who part ties, Of tied knots and of stomach's wrench To nourish shadows as remains her honor, I, depart my once, I, as flocking doves, The twist'of fated never Bare I fear or fonder Where, where, for again (bare tied as to none) and again wakes as has but not in time, to grove– The box I paved and yet, Set aside not as slabs of stone Or ash and fire But there i wake In cedar pine and oak The turn of slumber as the glow of what I once did not know, Now has shined against My eyes as water Luminescence Oh Goddamnit. Peaking pride, the oath Again i wait and ne'er did I come, but forth I woke, and also thought Not one but worlds of color, And there i know, to heart the seas I parted Not shallow or in shallows waking, red as scarlet blood but mauve, and then, the coping stays of which I gathered here has Agape and aching, wet with pride and courage Forefront others As thought to know, I, And I become, as known, now not and. “All White World” Our ENSEMBLE awakens slowly in the void of light; an all white space seemingly endless and drenched in blinding light; slowly awakening as if upon a cloud, and yet, washed in the drenched brightness of an all white world–familiar and together, but also new; The uniformity of all white attire and the simplicity of symmetry–all alike but of many and also one. I promise there's pancakes; I promise there's porridge I primise there's light at the end of the tunnel (the end of the night and beginning of brunch) And yes, I promise a run And a run for the office (not by far) And not unpardoned I promise to pray And I promise to wait And i promise to ache In the acres I've laid Made of all green pastures And days and days Without saying my name Pass us over Now…. Hiatus, Hiatus, Hiatus! My maples for all of us, cornbread And cream of the coconut (cream of the coconut) Screams from the underworld (Calling! They're calling) And trees of the very best kind; Plush with fruits What a prosperous product A merciless giving A scrupulous foreign (For four eyes, not one on my forehead) –policy! Don't you know, Conan, That all this goes over my– Over my over– Over my Over my head, –like a snowball? Don't you know, though, That nothing goes over his– Over his over– Over his Over his head –no one throws that high! (Not in softball!) ENSEMBLE What an apocalypse! What an apocalypse! What a protocol! What a dunce! What an oddball! Don't you know Nothing goes over Goes over Goes over us Nothing goes over us Nothing goes over Nothing goes over No bombs being dropped And the worst has to come because Nobody's turning this off; It's a turning point Not a mantra! It's a saga And nothing less short than a– Awful apocalypse; Long hiatus and no-low doses of Polymorohypothesis– Whatever that is! Don't you know, Conan, They're all going wrong with us. No, There's no knowing the coat From the hotbox, the hoot from the horus, the laugh from the chopsticks, The room full of products Or coatrooms of corpses No, There's no knowing us But out of nowhere The hour comes running upon us, And so The show must go on The show must go on The show must go…. DIRECTOR CUT! WHAT! That was FABULOUS! I don't disagree with you. However– What is it now? A MAN hangs by nothing but seemingly a very tightly buckled pair of restraints, above his head–the source of the object from which he hangs unknown, he appears to almost float, in fact, in quite the sufferable struggle. Holy fuck, guy. You're still up here? The VOICE comes from above but is yet unseen, it appears as though two very tidy clean white tennis shoes appear to be holding the straps of these restraints in place. CONT'D That's amazing. No false ties, And no hard wars, And no jolly ranchers, Gob stoppers, or nerf ropes. No fruit roll ups, No lunchables, or gushers No hamburger helper And no candy crush Just Drugs And more Drugs And more Drugs and more Morons Donuts, and drag queens, Tim Hortons, And Mormons; Mothballs, and Roaches, And horseflies, And rodents – Now guess which long road you're on (guess which long road you're on) Guess which long road you're aaaaahhhhhh– HALT. Who goes there. What the fuck is THIS. Finally, two acts past intermission, The troll under the bridge has put his cancer in remission The redactions have acted as class-action warfare, McDonalds has sponsored us, But barely. Look: just. No. I'm not endorsing this. Why. Because! It's killing people! Shh! It is! He–'s uh–joking. Actors! Improvising! Hush. Left and right! Speaking of left and right– You know who our sponsors are, right? Of coure! This nonsense! No! The– Shh–! –Owners of this product. Beg your pardon. Do you know who owns this brand and company? No. Well, do your research. Immediately. I highly recommend that. This seems serious. Serious as a heart attack. ACTION! Fuck you! Nuhhhhh–fuck you, you fucking fuck! Look, you lost, alright. Ughhhhhh. It's three to one. Three to one?! Yes. Fuck. Wait a–wait– What. Aren't there five of you guys? What? Huh-huh? No. Yes. There are. No. There's. Why. Five–of us–four of us You're lying. One, two, three *hiccups* four– Strike force “five”? I'm two guys! FUCK. We're missing one. Fuck. They figured us out. I figured out nothing. I'm drunk. I Fluffed. just know the difference–s between Five and One What. Four and Five! okay . Fuck. Well that's right. Well can't we just do it with us. NO! Why not. Because. the singularity has to be in the exact circumstance when this lightning strikes as the first one was. But– That's impossible. It's not–*hiccups*--umpossible. I was 9! “9 and a half!” “The half counts.” But not right now! Because i'm like a 60 year old guy! What! Gross. You're 60?! I think so! Then how old am I!?! I don't know! How old were you before!? I'm your brother! You don't know how old I am!? You're not my brother now, so maybe–I don't know–you never were! *gasps* take that bacK! [The boys fight amongst eachother] Fuck me, man. No thank you. What in the fuck did I write. I don't know but. CUT TO Ooh. Dice. DON'T TOUCH *poof* ENTER THE MULTIVERSE: L E G E N D S “The Magic Dice” (A Triad) NICE. FUCK yOu DUDE. nO fuck U U dElEETED My WRLD. THen is must not have been that great. *exaggerateD gasp* *even more exaggerated gasp* *Fluffs* *fluffs harder* *explodes* [The Festival Project ™ ] MEANWHILE The Aliens Are On A Pirate Ship, There's Still No Sign of [Redacted] and that's what this beat is called. -U. iS this a montage? Idk it just seems like a ship sinking in very slow motion. [A pirate ship full of aliens is sinking in very slow motion in a thunderous maelstrom.] (in IMAX 3D) Wow. I like that. This is fascinating. JIMMY KIMMEL is pacing relentlessly; he is driving the other hosts up a wall. KIMMEL I'm hungry, I want pants. I'm hungry– I want pants– Jimmy... KIMMEL I'm hungry– Jimmy! KIMMEL I want pants! JIMMY! KIMMEL WHAT! I'M HUNGRY AND I WANT PANTS! Oh, is that when— CRAIG FURGUSON has had enough. CRAIG You want bloody pants! KIMMEL YES! I WANT PANTS! CRAIG You know what! Fine! I'll make you some fucking pants if you just–shut UP! KIMMEL AND I'M HUNGRY. CRAIG FIRST THINGS FIRST! CRAIG FURGUSON assembles some very eclectic pants from the drapery inside the mansion; this of course reveals the windows to be boarded up in a highly distinct bunker-like maximum security prison-ish fashion, but THE HOSTS at the very least now have makeshift pants; which are startlingly fashionable: read: bohemian chic. Why do mine have beads still attached? He pulls the decorative ripchord and his fly opens promptly. Oh. CRAIG FURGUSON For emergencies. He continues pulling it in sequence with the matching lamp; he alternates turning the lights on and off and opening and shutting his pants flap in admiration. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D In case you really have to go. (Facinated) Ooh! CRAIG FURGUSON is satisfied with his work. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D I guess you could say, “The curtains match the drapes” CONAN O'BRIEN (beat) …not mine. {Enter The Multiverse} Fearsome, fearsome friends– Fearsome fearsome few Fearsome fearsome tears Listen whispers Fearsome twin Silly hollows All the lies All that waits is Hollywood and chosen five at ends of times All that waits are kings and wisdom All that knows are far, and farther All that needs is nothing, lessons All that fears is our kind Waiting. Shallow. Whispers, Gaining, Hornets nests and looming , gifted Shadow watchers Our time Farrows, Listen, Glistening as sparrows, Gifted– Kill God, There remains a far price There remains a far cry A call to wolves A false time The fabric is losts on Ghosts and Carry trains, Wishes and Tilted, Whisperers Before our Galaxy of Hard times and Wishes, Wishes, Wilting, Flowers, Waiting, Waiting And Waiting And Waiting And wanting but watching The water Gallons Fly up The wanted Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Far cries, Far cry Fear twins, have shattered To notice us Chatterbox Listens and Life turns and Waiting and Galaxies Gallantly Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Waiting And Waiting And Waiting and Water. We're watching you. An ACHINGLY TALL red-headed fellow finds himself in a FIGHT TO THE DEATH, being cast over eons and decades, and cascaded in and our of portals throughout the ever-infinite dimensional portals of unknown realms as his grasp on life itself and reality begins to fade as he crosses in and out of parallels, one galaxy to the next and one lifetime to another, gripping death and darkness in one hand and light and living in the other. In this bloody brawl, scrawling across an expanse of unknown and unknowable times and realms, this mystic remains still yet as infinite and omniscient in himself as the Gods he looks to for mercy, as the journey has been known to become of these very same deities in its context and process. A folding timeline of blood and sacrifice melds itself into the rope of the materiel worlds; not one fabric of time but many twisted and woven fibers into one rope from which he climbs into the ranks of the upperworld–or heaven, then also slipping seemingly sometimes into the depths of the underworld, a Hell known to all man as this, existence not as one but many consumed in the shadow processes of wickedness and torture, war amongst one another, and the well known humanities of pride, faith, justice and wealth. …this is supposed to be Conan? Uhh… “Achingly tall red-head?” yeah I guess. –O'Brien? [beat] He seems capable. Don't pity me, For not I weep of our pride on doorsteps not allowed, But for the grace and hope of fortune in another world i've known But lest forgotten; Do not feign me for my ignorance in desire, For I am not of man, or woman, or grain, or stone But of the world itself and all ire. (Don't doubt me.) To be cruel not those who pass judgement That weighs in this way or that is utmost critical, In this the end of times and now the end of my desires, And yet the way that I have known, And the offer I have rung Is not here, but elsewhere. And yea, I walk alone. Amen. What the fuck does this have to do with show hosts. Almost always Irish Catholic Almost Always clothed in robes Almost Always fathers, aren't I? Almost always old, of Rome. Almost always birds of feather Almost always sticks and stones Almost always on the airwaves Almost always silver, gold Slither, Slither, Here i wait And Slither slither, Here I came And whether she will slit her wrists Is neither here Nor either there It's a comfort that I offer you to slaughter; That you'd rather not to love but instead murder– I'd be better off to love, then kill you after, Course, tarantula, or just as well, a spider. It's a comfort that I offer you to kill me; Lay my head upon a sanded wooden platter– That you'd rather me to say I'd kill than love you– So I rather just to love, then murder after. Woah. Good to God, God ought to know. I close my palms together full of laughter, So. Good to God, God ought to know, I sacrified my life for ever after. So far. Good to God, God ought to know, That all he wants, I want My heart is surely shattered. Now what. Good as God, God ought to know, That all I want becomes; The looking glass, The wishing well, The cross to bare The shepherd to the pasture. Amen. Omen. All men. Want none. But one. But– So. [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS W E L C O M E -Ū. Copyright The Festival Project, Inc. ™ & The Complex Collective © 2015-2025 All Rights Reserved B A C K Tales of A Superstar DJ

Pools of blood, And pools of dust, And fools, and fools, and fools Pools of love, And pools of list And tools and tools, and tools Pools of us, And Pools of hours And palms of pools D'hors Pools of plants, And pools of listen Pools and Pools and Pools Now, for us, what's at stake has come upon us For whether which now or ever ties have made for us to burn; Ne'er mistake there lust for listens and of ponders, Waterfalls of love and feathers, wanders Ties to honor stars and fore of fathers Almost lost it, there, I– Almost gathered, therefore. [ ] So to us who part ties, Of tied knots and of stomach's wrench To nourish shadows as remains her honor, I, depart my once, I, as flocking doves, The twist'of fated never Bare I fear or fonder Where, where, for again (bare tied as to none) and again wakes as has but not in time, to grove– The box I paved and yet, Set aside not as slabs of stone Or ash and fire But there i wake In cedar pine and oak The turn of slumber as the glow of what I once did not know, Now has shined against My eyes as water Luminescence Oh Goddamnit. Peaking pride, the oath Again i wait and ne'er did I come, but forth I woke, and also thought Not one but worlds of color, And there i know, to heart the seas I parted Not shallow or in shallows waking, red as scarlet blood but mauve, and then, the coping stays of which I gathered here has Agape and aching, wet with pride and courage Forefront others As thought to know, I, And I become, as known, now not and. “All White World” Our ENSEMBLE awakens slowly in the void of light; an all white space seemingly endless and drenched in blinding light; slowly awakening as if upon a cloud, and yet, washed in the drenched brightness of an all white world–familiar and together, but also new; The uniformity of all white attire and the simplicity of symmetry–all alike but of many and also one. I promise there's pancakes; I promise there's porridge I primise there's light at the end of the tunnel (the end of the night and beginning of brunch) And yes, I promise a run And a run for the office (not by far) And not unpardoned I promise to pray And I promise to wait And i promise to ache In the acres I've laid Made of all green pastures And days and days Without saying my name Pass us over Now…. Hiatus, Hiatus, Hiatus! My maples for all of us, cornbread And cream of the coconut (cream of the coconut) Screams from the underworld (Calling! They're calling) And trees of the very best kind; Plush with fruits What a prosperous product A merciless giving A scrupulous foreign (For four eyes, not one on my forehead) –policy! Don't you know, Conan, That all this goes over my– Over my over– Over my Over my head, –like a snowball? Don't you know, though, That nothing goes over his– Over his over– Over his Over his head –no one throws that high! (Not in softball!) ENSEMBLE What an apocalypse! What an apocalypse! What a protocol! What a dunce! What an oddball! Don't you know Nothing goes over Goes over Goes over us Nothing goes over us Nothing goes over Nothing goes over No bombs being dropped And the worst has to come because Nobody's turning this off; It's a turning point Not a mantra! It's a saga And nothing less short than a– Awful apocalypse; Long hiatus and no-low doses of Polymorohypothesis– Whatever that is! Don't you know, Conan, They're all going wrong with us. No, There's no knowing the coat From the hotbox, the hoot from the horus, the laugh from the chopsticks, The room full of products Or coatrooms of corpses No, There's no knowing us But out of nowhere The hour comes running upon us, And so The show must go on The show must go on The show must go…. DIRECTOR CUT! WHAT! That was FABULOUS! I don't disagree with you. However– What is it now? A MAN hangs by nothing but seemingly a very tightly buckled pair of restraints, above his head–the source of the object from which he hangs unknown, he appears to almost float, in fact, in quite the sufferable struggle. Holy fuck, guy. You're still up here? The VOICE comes from above but is yet unseen, it appears as though two very tidy clean white tennis shoes appear to be holding the straps of these restraints in place. CONT'D That's amazing. No false ties, And no hard wars, And no jolly ranchers, Gob stoppers, or nerf ropes. No fruit roll ups, No lunchables, or gushers No hamburger helper And no candy crush Just Drugs And more Drugs And more Drugs and more Morons Donuts, and drag queens, Tim Hortons, And Mormons; Mothballs, and Roaches, And horseflies, And rodents – Now guess which long road you're on (guess which long road you're on) Guess which long road you're aaaaahhhhhh– HALT. Who goes there. What the fuck is THIS. Finally, two acts past intermission, The troll under the bridge has put his cancer in remission The redactions have acted as class-action warfare, McDonalds has sponsored us, But barely. Look: just. No. I'm not endorsing this. Why. Because! It's killing people! Shh! It is! He–'s uh–joking. Actors! Improvising! Hush. Left and right! Speaking of left and right– You know who our sponsors are, right? Of coure! This nonsense! No! The– Shh–! –Owners of this product. Beg your pardon. Do you know who owns this brand and company? No. Well, do your research. Immediately. I highly recommend that. This seems serious. Serious as a heart attack. ACTION! Fuck you! Nuhhhhh–fuck you, you fucking fuck! Look, you lost, alright. Ughhhhhh. It's three to one. Three to one?! Yes. Fuck. Wait a–wait– What. Aren't there five of you guys? What? Huh-huh? No. Yes. There are. No. There's. Why. Five–of us–four of us You're lying. One, two, three *hiccups* four– Strike force “five”? I'm two guys! FUCK. We're missing one. Fuck. They figured us out. I figured out nothing. I'm drunk. I Fluffed. just know the difference–s between Five and One What. Four and Five! okay . Fuck. Well that's right. Well can't we just do it with us. NO! Why not. Because. the singularity has to be in the exact circumstance when this lightning strikes as the first one was. But– That's impossible. It's not–*hiccups*--umpossible. I was 9! “9 and a half!” “The half counts.” But not right now! Because i'm like a 60 year old guy! What! Gross. You're 60?! I think so! Then how old am I!?! I don't know! How old were you before!? I'm your brother! You don't know how old I am!? You're not my brother now, so maybe–I don't know–you never were! *gasps* take that bacK! [The boys fight amongst eachother] Fuck me, man. No thank you. What in the fuck did I write. I don't know but. CUT TO Ooh. Dice. DON'T TOUCH *poof* ENTER THE MULTIVERSE: L E G E N D S “The Magic Dice” (A Triad) NICE. FUCK yOu DUDE. nO fuck U U dElEETED My WRLD. THen is must not have been that great. *exaggerateD gasp* *even more exaggerated gasp* *Fluffs* *fluffs harder* *explodes* [The Festival Project ™ ] MEANWHILE The Aliens Are On A Pirate Ship, There's Still No Sign of [Redacted] and that's what this beat is called. -U. iS this a montage? Idk it just seems like a ship sinking in very slow motion. [A pirate ship full of aliens is sinking in very slow motion in a thunderous maelstrom.] (in IMAX 3D) Wow. I like that. This is fascinating. JIMMY KIMMEL is pacing relentlessly; he is driving the other hosts up a wall. KIMMEL I'm hungry, I want pants. I'm hungry– I want pants– Jimmy... KIMMEL I'm hungry– Jimmy! KIMMEL I want pants! JIMMY! KIMMEL WHAT! I'M HUNGRY AND I WANT PANTS! Oh, is that when— CRAIG FURGUSON has had enough. CRAIG You want bloody pants! KIMMEL YES! I WANT PANTS! CRAIG You know what! Fine! I'll make you some fucking pants if you just–shut UP! KIMMEL AND I'M HUNGRY. CRAIG FIRST THINGS FIRST! CRAIG FURGUSON assembles some very eclectic pants from the drapery inside the mansion; this of course reveals the windows to be boarded up in a highly distinct bunker-like maximum security prison-ish fashion, but THE HOSTS at the very least now have makeshift pants; which are startlingly fashionable: read: bohemian chic. Why do mine have beads still attached? He pulls the decorative ripchord and his fly opens promptly. Oh. CRAIG FURGUSON For emergencies. He continues pulling it in sequence with the matching lamp; he alternates turning the lights on and off and opening and shutting his pants flap in admiration. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D In case you really have to go. (Facinated) Ooh! CRAIG FURGUSON is satisfied with his work. CRAIG FURGUSON CONT'D I guess you could say, “The curtains match the drapes” CONAN O'BRIEN (beat) …not mine. {Enter The Multiverse} Fearsome, fearsome friends– Fearsome fearsome few Fearsome fearsome tears Listen whispers Fearsome twin Silly hollows All the lies All that waits is Hollywood and chosen five at ends of times All that waits are kings and wisdom All that knows are far, and farther All that needs is nothing, lessons All that fears is our kind Waiting. Shallow. Whispers, Gaining, Hornets nests and looming , gifted Shadow watchers Our time Farrows, Listen, Glistening as sparrows, Gifted– Kill God, There remains a far price There remains a far cry A call to wolves A false time The fabric is losts on Ghosts and Carry trains, Wishes and Tilted, Whisperers Before our Galaxy of Hard times and Wishes, Wishes, Wilting, Flowers, Waiting, Waiting And Waiting And Waiting And wanting but watching The water Gallons Fly up The wanted Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Far cries, Far cry Fear twins, have shattered To notice us Chatterbox Listens and Life turns and Waiting and Galaxies Gallantly Waiting The gallows Have haunted us Waiting And Waiting And Waiting and Water. We're watching you. An ACHINGLY TALL red-headed fellow finds himself in a FIGHT TO THE DEATH, being cast over eons and decades, and cascaded in and our of portals throughout the ever-infinite dimensional portals of unknown realms as his grasp on life itself and reality begins to fade as he crosses in and out of parallels, one galaxy to the next and one lifetime to another, gripping death and darkness in one hand and light and living in the other. In this bloody brawl, scrawling across an expanse of unknown and unknowable times and realms, this mystic remains still yet as infinite and omniscient in himself as the Gods he looks to for mercy, as the journey has been known to become of these very same deities in its context and process. A folding timeline of blood and sacrifice melds itself into the rope of the materiel worlds; not one fabric of time but many twisted and woven fibers into one rope from which he climbs into the ranks of the upperworld–or heaven, then also slipping seemingly sometimes into the depths of the underworld, a Hell known to all man as this, existence not as one but many consumed in the shadow processes of wickedness and torture, war amongst one another, and the well known humanities of pride, faith, justice and wealth. …this is supposed to be Conan? Uhh… “Achingly tall red-head?” yeah I guess. –O'Brien? [beat] He seems capable. Don't pity me, For not I weep of our pride on doorsteps not allowed, But for the grace and hope of fortune in another world i've known But lest forgotten; Do not feign me for my ignorance in desire, For I am not of man, or woman, or grain, or stone But of the world itself and all ire. (Don't doubt me.) To be cruel not those who pass judgement That weighs in this way or that is utmost critical, In this the end of times and now the end of my desires, And yet the way that I have known, And the offer I have rung Is not here, but elsewhere. And yea, I walk alone. Amen. What the fuck does this have to do with show hosts. Almost always Irish Catholic Almost Always clothed in robes Almost Always fathers, aren't I? Almost always old, of Rome. Almost always birds of feather Almost always sticks and stones Almost always on the airwaves Almost always silver, gold Slither, Slither, Here i wait And Slither slither, Here I came And whether she will slit her wrists Is neither here Nor either there It's a comfort that I offer you to slaughter; That you'd rather not to love but instead murder– I'd be better off to love, then kill you after, Course, tarantula, or just as well, a spider. It's a comfort that I offer you to kill me; Lay my head upon a sanded wooden platter– That you'd rather me to say I'd kill than love you– So I rather just to love, then murder after. Woah. Good to God, God ought to know. I close my palms together full of laughter, So. Good to God, God ought to know, I sacrified my life for ever after. So far. Good to God, God ought to know, That all he wants, I want My heart is surely shattered. Now what. Good as God, God ought to know, That all I want becomes; The looking glass, The wishing well, The cross to bare The shepherd to the pasture. Amen. Omen. All men. Want none. But one. But– So. [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS W E L C O M E -Ū. Copyright The Festival Project, Inc. ™ & The Complex Collective © 2015-2025 All Rights Reserved B A C K Tales of A Superstar DJ

This week we've got a new Pope, turn our Death Industry coverage on it's head, there are no serial killers, a killer gets killed poorly, a Bryan Kohberger update, and so much more!   Follow/subscribe at http://Twitch.tv/audiowoolnetwork to know when we go live first.  Hot tip of something to cover? Email byron@frightday.com, subject line “Casual Frightday”. Send us physical things: Frightday LLC PO Box 372 Lolo, MT 59847 Want to see the video? http://youtube.com/frightday Want even more? Join the Frightday Society, at http://thefrightdaysociety.org You'll have access to all Screamium content (Behind the Screams, It's Been a Weird Week, A Conversation With..., Toast to Toast PM with Wine Kelly, Cinema Autopsy, the Writers' Room, bonus episodes of Captain Kelly's Cryptids & Conspiracies, Byron's Serial Corner, and so much more!  You'll also be part of our interactive community dedicated to the advancement of horror, hauntings, cryptids, conspiracies, aliens, and true crime. All things frightening.  Keep our mini-fridges full of blood...I mean...not blood...normal things that people drink...by going to http://shop.frightday.com  Theme music by Cemeteries Produced by Byron McKoy Follow us in the shadows at the following places: @byronmckoy @kellyfrightday @frightday

The cast and crew of the new film "Dr. Gravedust" gather at Avalon Studios to begin their preparations. Our investigators are drawn together for the first time and learn they may have more in common than they might have thought.

Tonight 8pm est on The Untold Radio Network's Real American Monsters we welcome two fascinating individuals who have dedicated themselves to understanding the elusive Sasquatch in their own way. Barbara Eils, a researcher who prefers not to be called one, and Reo, widely known as Utah Sasquatch, a former Bigfoot YouTuber turned podcaster,and explorer.Barbara's journey into the world of Sasquatch began unexpectedly a decade ago, propelled by the momentum generated by Reo's work. A controversial video of his sparked a period of intense discovery, leading to projects, and also launched many now-familiar faces in the field. For Barbara, it has been a path filled with both expected turns and a significant dose of the unforeseen, ultimately leading her to a space where questions outnumber answers and unimaginable truths emerge. She currently resides in the woods on Lake of the Ozarks, Missouri, immersing herself in the local environment and observing the increasingly evident "subtle welcome" from its inhabitants.Reo, on the other hand, spent years exploring American forests, documenting his unusual encounters with Sasquatch for a captivated online audience. With a genuine passion for the unknown and a natural talent for storytelling, he enthralled viewers with his thrilling narratives and mysterious experiences. Now, Reo brings his insights and enthusiasm to the podcast realm, ready to delve into discussions about Bigfoot, cryptids, and all things paranormal.Together, Barbara and Reo represent different facets of the Sasquatch inquiry – one rooted in a profound connection to the subject and its environment, the other in a more public-facing, investigative approach searching for that inner connection. Their combined experiences promise a rich and multifaceted discussion on the enduring mystery of Sasquatch."Are you brave enough to face your fears? Because in America Monsters are real"

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Is THIS the scarecrow movie we've been looking for? No, of course it isn't. At least we didn't get our hopes up. Special topics for your consideration include: what were Grandpa and that scarecrow doing??, keeping your tone of voice nice and even no matter what, baffling couplings, baffling choices... baffling everything, really. We've done so many scarecrow films and I really can't say which is worse: this or Episode 237- "Scarecrow" which is a SyFy original, so... yeah. The regular lineup of links! You can support us at patreon.com/werewolfambulance and listen to a ton of action movie episodes.This month is June Claude Vam Damme and we did Pittsburgh's own "Sudden Death!" leave us a message at 412-407-7025 hang out with some cool listeners at https://discord.gg/DutFjx3cBD buy merch at www.teepublic.com/user/werewolfambulance the best place to reach us is at werewolfambulance@gmail.com we're on Reddit at r/werewolfambulance sorta on Twitter @werebulance sorta on Instagram @werewolfambulance www.werewolfambulance.com   if you feel you really must lodge a complaint with us, please do it on Facebook at facebook.com/werewolfambulance because we are probably not gonna see that, ever. If you liked this, please leave us a review on Apple Podcasts or wherever you listen! It helps others find us and allows us to continue to grow.   Intro song is by Alex Van Luvie Outro song is A. Wallis- "EMT" Seriously, we have the best listeners, hands down.

In this episode of the 30 Screams or Less podcast we review ‘Final Destination: Bloodlines', Directed by Zach Lipovsky and Adam B. Stein, Written by Guy Busick, Lori Evans Taylor, and Jon Watts, starring Kaitlyn Santa Juana (Stefani Reyes), Teo Briones (Charlie Reyes), and Tony Todd (William John Bludworth). The plot of the movie is plagued by a recurring violent nightmare, a college student returns home to find the one... The post 30 Screams or Less 117: Final Destination: Bloodlines appeared first on Shining Wizards Network.

In this episode of the 30 Screams or Less podcast we review 'Until Dawn', directed by David F. Sandberg, written by Gary Dauberman and Blair Butler, and starring Ella Rubin (Clover), Michael Cimino (Max), Odessa A'zion (Nina), Ji-young Yoo (Megan), Belmont Cameli (Abe), and Peter Stormare (Dr. Hill). The plot of the movie is a circle of friends finds themselves stuck in a deadly time loop, pursued and slaughtered by shadowy forces, and must endure until morning to end the nightmare Sponsored By:Beard Octane: Use the code 30SCREAMS10 at checkout for 10% off your order. https://beardoctane.com/Live Free or Die Tattoo Convention: https://www.livefreeordietattoo.com/Follow Us on Social Media: https://solo.to/30screamsorless

BachelorClues and PaceCase break down the latest headlines from Bachelor Nation and Love Island USA. They cover The Bachelor's Season 30 renewal, the Golden Bachelorette's ratings dip, and reports that Mel Owens has been recast. Peter “Popeye” Weber hard launches his new relationship with actress Brook Sill, and Caila Quinn announces her third pregnancy. Special guest Kara Berry joins to dissect the latest Love Island USA chaos, including the Truth Box drama, and Casa Amor fallout. The episode wraps with the Top 5 Parasocial Plays of the Week—highlighting standout TikToks from Jeremiah Brown, Zoe McGrady, Michelle Young, and more—plus a fresh batch of Screams from the Pit.__Join the Pit on Patreon for more exclusive content and shows! : / gameofroses__Want coaching tips? email gameofrozes@gmail.com__Follow us on TikTok: @gameofrosesFollow us on Instagram-Game of Roses: @gameofrosespodPacecase: @pacecaseBachelor Clues: @bachelorclues Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Kendrick Perkins Says Klutch Sports No Longer Control The Lakers, LeBron James Screams "We Done With The 90's", ESPN Analyst Says LeBron Is World's Best Player Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Elena shares her transformative journey of self-discovery, exploring the themes of personal growth, the significance of the seven-year cycle, and the importance of listening to one'sinner voice. She reflects on her experiences of deconstructing her life, the pain of letting go, and the joy of rebuilding her identity through love and acceptance. The discussion emphasizes the need for trust in oneself and thepower of relationships, both with others and with oneself, as essential components of a fulfilling life. Whos' Elena OrthElena is a life enthusiast who has a way of changing perspectives. Her inherent curiosity has led her to become an architect, a Somatic Coach, a Yoga teacher, a Reiki practitioner, a Shiatsu bodyworker, a writer. She is amazed by the kaleidoscope of identities one person can take on and is endlessly compassionate about the depth of human emotion.  In her personal life experiment she chose to deconstruct all the pillars of her identity structure in one big stroke of radical renewal: she quit her safe job, left a long-term relationship, and moved from her city to a tropical island - forced by the growing pain of anxiety attacks and nearing burnout, and fueledby the deep hope that despite the darkness in a life that didn't feel like her own, there is a light much brighter and warmer than she could even imagine.  Today she is here to hold a loving space for anyone ready to meet themselves and to navigate darkness with an open heart. In her Somatic Coaching programs she guides womento grow their capacity to be with their emotions, and catalyze pain and misalignment into pathways to real, authentic growth.Connect with Elenahttps://www.bendyminds.com/ Connect with Melanie⁠Work with Melanie ⁠⁠Download Joy Journal⁠⁠Radical Love Book

As part of the 2025 Developmental Disabilities Conference, Dr. Whitney Deal, an emergency physician at MedStar Union Memorial Hospital, talks about using the least restrictive approach when dealing with an agitated autistic patient. Series: "Developmental Disabilities Update" [Health and Medicine] [Show ID: 40614]

As part of the 2025 Developmental Disabilities Conference, Dr. Whitney Deal, an emergency physician at MedStar Union Memorial Hospital, talks about using the least restrictive approach when dealing with an agitated autistic patient. Series: "Developmental Disabilities Update" [Health and Medicine] [Show ID: 40614]

As part of the 2025 Developmental Disabilities Conference, Dr. Whitney Deal, an emergency physician at MedStar Union Memorial Hospital, talks about using the least restrictive approach when dealing with an agitated autistic patient. Series: "Developmental Disabilities Update" [Health and Medicine] [Show ID: 40614]

The Screams (plus a moth and a dog) make a daring escape from Building 21… and cross paths with a foe from Blake's past.This episode contains Profanity, Violence, and Sexual Content.Info and tickets for Beth's solo show "Beth Wants the D":Edinburgh Fringe: www.pleasance.co.uk/event/beth-wants-dSupport the show on Patreon!Get merch and more at our website!Follow us on Bluesky @dungeonsanddads!Check out the subreddit!DM is Will Campos Kelsey Grammar is Matt Arnold Francis Farnsworth is Anthony BurchTrudy Trout is Beth May Blake Lively is Freddie Wong Theme song is “A Hole in the Stars” by Maxton WallerAnnissa Omran is our Content ProducerAshley Nicollette is our Community ManagerKortney Terry is our Community CoordinatorCindy Denton is our Merch ManagerEster Ellis is our Lead EditorTravis Reaves, Omar Romolino, and Brian Fernandes provide Additional EditingCover art and episode art by Alex Moore (@notanotheralex)Get in contact: https://www.dungeonsanddaddies.com/contactThe story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In this episode of the 30 Screams or Less podcast we review ‘Final Destination: Bloodlines', Directed by Zach Lipovsky and Adam B. Stein, Written by Guy Busick, Lori Evans Taylor, and Jon Watts, starring Kaitlyn Santa Juana (Stefani Reyes), Teo Briones (Charlie Reyes), and Tony Todd (William John Bludworth). The plot of the movie is plagued by a recurring violent nightmare, a college student returns home to find the one... The post 30 Screams or Less 117: Final Destination: Bloodlines appeared first on Shining Wizards Network.

Send us a textIt is haunt recruitment season and actors everywhere are signing up for, training at and otherwise onboarding at haunted attractions.This includes many first-time haunters. So, if you're a new haunter or joining a new place, what warning signs should you be looking for? We have nine major ones here. This episode takes an even greater importance in light of recent news at Field of Screams, which we also talk about in detail.Original Field of Screams Article: https://www.spotlightpa.org/news/2025/06/field-of-screams-harassment-teenagers-volunteers/How the Article was Written: https://www.spotlightpa.org/news/2025/06/field-of-screams-how-we-reported/The Public FB Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1054414643449149This Week's Episode Includes1. Intro2. Housekeeping3. Question of the Week4. Conference Reminders5. Field of Screams Discussion6. 9 Red Flags to Watch For7. ConclusionsAll in all, this is one episode you do NOT want to miss!Get in Touch and Follow Us!Facebook: @HauntWeeklyTwitter: @HauntWeeklyYouTube: @HauntWeeklyEmail: info@hauntweekly.com

In this episode of the 30 Screams or Less podcast we review 'Final Destination: Bloodlines', Directed by Zach Lipovsky and Adam B. Stein, Written by Guy Busick, Lori Evans Taylor, and Jon Watts, starring Kaitlyn Santa Juana (Stefani Reyes), Teo Briones (Charlie Reyes), and Tony Todd (William John Bludworth). The plot of the movie is plagued by a recurring violent nightmare, a college student returns home to find the one person who can break the cycle and save her family from the horrific fate that inevitably awaits them.Sponsored By:Beard Octane: Use the code 30SCREAMS10 at checkout for 10% off your order. https://beardoctane.com/Live Free or Die Tattoo Convention: https://www.livefreeordietattoo.com/Follow Us on Social Media: https://solo.to/30screamsorless

Gather 'round, campers… the fire's lit, the s'mores are possessed, and the ghosts are vibin' to a killer playlist. In this toe-tapping, throat-slashing edition of Campfire Sit Down, the Music Man is back—Mista Glorious Gore becomes Mista Malave once again—and he's joined by The Movie Guy Bay Bay, Tommy James, for a blood-soaked mixtape mashup of mayhem. From “I Will Survive” as the anthem of a Final Girl massacre, to the eerie elegance of Amy Winehouse haunting a stylish sequel to Talk To Me, we're giving iconic hits a homicidal remix. Expect spooky renditions of classics by The Animals, Styx, ABBA, and even a Jordan Peele sacrifice with Alicia Keys. We're not just talking music—we're crafting full-blown horror scenes, cinematic trailers, and imaginary soundtracks that would make John Carpenter rise from his synth throne. Think horror movie vibes meets karaoke night at an abandoned camp with one cursed acoustic.   Enroll now and drop us a 5-star rating—we'll save you a seat at the campfire. Just be ready to belt out Amy Winehouse like your life depends on it.

We get infected this week. Cool of the week includes Plane, The WHY Files, Villains: Unfairly Ever After, and Marshmallow. Trailers are Witchboard, The Strangers: Chapter 2, Weapons, and The Toxic Avenger. The podcast spotlight shines on Horror Movie Maniacs. And we get feedback from Malvolia the Queen of Screams, Pat Caruso, Andrew Harvey, Lucas Hannon, Don Lowery, Eddie Vastag, Ted Almgren, Jerry Amyx, Matt Wood, and Kyle Stauffacher. Thanks for listening! The Horror Returns Website: https://thehorrorreturns.com THR Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/thehorrorreturns/ Join THR Facebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1056143707851246 THR X: https://twitter.com/horror_returns?s=21&t=XKcrrOBZ7mzjwJY0ZJWrGA THR Instagram: https://instagram.com/thehorrorreturns?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y= THR Threads: https://www.threads.net/@thehorrorreturns?igshid=NTc4MTIwNjQ2YQ== THR YouTube Channel: https://youtube.com/@thehorrorreturnspodcast3277 THR Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/thehorrorreturns THR TeePublic: https://www.teepublic.com/user/the-horror-returns SK8ER Nez Podcast Network: https://www.podbean.com/pu/pbblog-p3n57-c4166 E Society Spotify For Podcasters: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/esoc Music By: Steve Carleton Of The Geekz

Meet Sophia Reed, a costume designer and seamstress at Avalon Studios. She takes advantage of new opportunities that offer themselves to her while also trying to find her own stability in a world of uncertainties. 

Devastation is the distraction, and the world is not being allowed to see. When will the focus shift back to Gaza? Resetting the camera angle for a convincing story. You are never locked out from learning more. Never say you are not good at politics. Gridlock excuses inaction. Leadership thrives when we feel helpless. The dirty details on the Iran debacle. Amplifying the need for clarity. The stage is on fire, and truth gets smoked out in distractions. The problem isn't chaos, it's multi-domain cleansing. Life is about planting the right seeds. The ultimate check play. This war, like others, has the same patterns and shields. The US is desperate to control China via naval assets. Energy supplies are key. By-product that are good for the Gulf. The new land based alternative. Iran is China's back up plan. Strategic disability for planners. Lip wristed pussies with no missile defense. The NATO member to watch is Turkey. They host US nukes. Russia's has real red lines. Chinese rail tech is a Trojan horse on tracks. And they watch everything. Trade flow leverage is real. When man's hand gets into the Bible, the written word is changed. Book two is out and it shows how they skew things. Shadow groups and code words. Let's all recognize the courage it takes to stand against the system that feeds off chaos.

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Hello all Tuesday night once again on The Untold Radio Network's Real American Monsters , and tonight we are back on the topic of Sasquatch. We welcome Karl Sup to the studio. Karl isn't just a seasoned software consultant, architect, developer, and analyst – he's also a leading Bigfoot researcher whose decades of work in the mountains of Arizona and across 13 other states have yielded extraordinary results. With 13 documented sightings, and multiple interactions. Karl brings a unique blend of scientific rigor and firsthand experience to the field. His extensive background in audio analysis and editing has been pivotal, including his groundbreaking work with M.K. Davis, where he uncovered the presence of infrasound within historical Bigfoot recordings. Karl meticulously maintains invaluable physical and digital collections from prominent researchers like Mike & Sandy Sells, David Luttjohn, Bobbie Short, Dennis Guern, and Steve Summar, solidifying his position as a central figure in Bigfoot research. Hope to see you all 8est live and join in the chat room filled with great folks like yourself. "Are you brave enough to face your fears? because in America monsters are real"

Shae Smolik, a talented young actress from Iowa, shared her journey from local modeling to leading a feature film in Los Angeles. Starting with commercials and gradually advancing to TV and web series, Shae embraced each step with enthusiasm and resilience. Her audition technique—spontaneous and emotionally driven—reflects an innate gift for performance. This approach helped her land the lead role in the horror film The Hatred, a major milestone that showcased her ability to handle complex, emotionally intense scenes at a young age.On set, Shae demonstrated a level of professionalism and presence that many seasoned actors strive for. She spoke candidly about initially feeling overwhelmed by the scale of a professional film production, but quickly adapted, delivering performances that resonated with both cast and audience. Her advice to fellow young actors is to stay authentic, enjoy the process, and never fear mistakes—because there's always another audition, and the heart of acting lies in being true to yourself.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/indie-film-hustle-a-filmmaking-podcast--2664729/support.

The Zodiac System (She/They) - Storyteller; William/Shani (Any/All) - Kallisto Osborn (She/Her) Gurahl; Drevian (They/Them) - Connor McLaughlin (He/Him) Bastet; Jeremy (They/Them) - Crystal Arias (She/Her) Nuwisha; Katie (She/Her) - Carrie Nicholls (She/Her) Corax; Siobhan (She/They) - Dr. Clover McKey (She/Her) Corax-----Thanks to all of our supporters at patreon.com/fsfilms for making this possible!Especially our $25+ Donors:Drevian AlexanderL ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★

In this episode of the 30 Screams or Less podcast we review ‘Consecration', directed by Christopher Smith, written by Christopher Smith and Laurie Cook, and starring Jena Malone (Grace), Danny Huston (Father Romero), and Janet Suzman (Mother Superior). The plot of the movie is after the alleged suicide of her priest brother, Grace (Jena Malone) travels to the remote Scottish convent where he fell to his death. Distrusting the Church's... The post 30 Screams or Less 116: Consecration appeared first on Shining Wizards Network.

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In this episode of the 30 Screams or Less podcast we review 'Consecration', directed by Christopher Smith, written by Christopher Smith and Laurie Cook, and starring Jena Malone (Grace), Danny Huston (Father Romero), and Janet Suzman (Mother Superior). The plot of the movie is after the alleged suicide of her priest brother, Grace (Jena Malone) travels to the remote Scottish convent where he fell to his death. Distrusting the Church's account, she uncovers murder, sacrilege and a disturbing truth about herself.Sponsored By:Beard Octane: Use the code 30SCREAMS10 at checkout for 10% off your order. https://beardoctane.com/Follow Us on Social Media: https://solo.to/30screamsorless

Reality is clashing with the narrative elite institutions have pushed on the country for years—and the American people are finally waking up and choosing sanity. Despite what corporate media claimed about the “No Kings” protests reflecting majority sentiment last weekend, the lack of energy and cohesion was clear. Ignore the shouting from all fronts—protesters, Democrat politicians, and the media. A majority of voters approve of the Trump administration's deportation efforts. Fifty-six percent (56%) of respondents to a recent Napolitan News Service survey said they either strongly or somewhat approve of the deportation of illegal aliens from the United States. While Los Angeles Mayor Karen Bass warns the Immigration and Customs Enforcement deportations are a bad idea because entire sectors of the economy “could not function without immigrant labor,” more than 90% of the jobs at one facility were taken back by legal Nebraskans just days after a major ICE raid. Turns out Americans will do the work—they just have to be offered the opportunity. On this week's episode of Problematic Women, we're diving into the growing clash between elite narratives and everyday reality—from college grads struggling in a broken job market, to ICE enforcement restoring American jobs, to pop culture's identity crisis with stars like Sabrina Carpenter. It's a full spectrum of chaos, clarity, and the quiet return of common sense. Subscribe to The Tony Kinnett Cast: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-tony-kinnett-cast/id1714879044⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Keep Up With The Daily Signal Sign up for our email newsletters:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ https://www.dailysignal.com/email⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠     Subscribe to our other shows:  Problematic Women:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ https://www.dailysignal.com/problematic-women⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠  Victor Davis Hanson: https://megaphone.link/THEDAILYSIGNAL9809784327   Follow The Daily Signal:  X:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ https://x.com/intent/user?screen_name=DailySignal Instagram:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ https://www.instagram.com/thedailysignal/⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠  Facebook:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ https://www.facebook.com/TheDailySignalNews/⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠  Truth Social:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ https://truthsocial.com/@DailySignal⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠  YouTube:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ https://www.youtube.com/dailysignal?sub_confirmation=1    Thanks for making The Daily Signal Podcast your trusted source for the day's top news. Subscribe on your favorite podcast platform and never miss an episode. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This ep, we welcome Grueproof to the L0WL1F3 squad, and we welcome back Darkstar for a discussion on the similarities between the current state of affairs and the similarities to the show Andor.Links:https://www.neondystopia.com/https://www.patreon.com/neondystopia/https://cyberpunklibrarian.com/https://lairofsecrets.com/ https://rss.com/podcasts/l0wl1f3podcast/https://youtube.com/@l0wl1f3pod?feature=shareddiscord.gg/M6fGZERb7Z

In this episode, Sam visits with filmmaker Dean Alioto about his brand new film, “The Alien Perspective: Part II,” the world premiere of which we caught and heartily enjoyed at Contact in the Desert. Also discussed was another Frightday favorite, Alioto's 1989 video classic and progenitor of the entire found-footage genre, “UFO Abduction,” aka “The McPherson Tape.” The Alien Perspective: Part II is streaming now on Apple TV at: https://tv.apple.com/us/movie/the-alien-perspective-part-ii/umc.cmc.78zroqmf3pd2wfaba4n2nm82h UFO Abduction, aka The McPherson Tape is available on Blu-Ray at: https://vinegarsyndrome.com/products/the-mcpherson-tape-agfa?variant=31373900873770   Watch the video version at http://youtube.com/frightday    Watch live at http://twitch.tv/frightday Don't miss out! Follow/subscribe now.    Send us physical things: Frightday LLC PO Box 372 Lolo, MT 59847 Want to see the video? Want even more? Join the Frightday Society, at http://thefrightdaysociety.org and subscribe to http://youtube.com/frightday You'll have access to all Screamium content (Behind the Screams, It's Been a Weird Week, A Conversation With..., Toast to Toast PM with Wine Kelly, Cinema Autopsy, the Writers' Room, bonus episodes of Captain Kelly's Cryptids & Conspiracies, Byron's Serial Corner, and so much more!  You'll also be part of our interactive community dedicated to the advancement of horror, hauntings, cryptids, conspiracies, aliens, and true crime. All things frightening.  Keep our mini-fridges full of blood...I mean...not blood...normal things that people drink...by going to http://shop.frightday.com  Theme music by Cemeteries Produced by Byron McKoy Follow us in the shadows at the following places: @byronmckoy @kellyfrightday @frightday

The state's budget is due in the next two weeks, but House members have already approved Governor Josh Shapiro’s proposal for spending on transit. Legislation approved by the state House of Representatives would increase oversight of hospital sales and acquisitions in Pennsylvania when they involve for-profit and private equity firms. Water providers in Pennsylvania say they’re reducing toxic chemicals known as PFAs from drinking water. It's happening at the same time the Trump administration is threatening to weaken federal regulations set just last year. Researchers at the University of Pennsylvania believe they’ve found a treatment that fights glioblastoma, the deadliest form of brain cancer. Jere Bagenstose is sentenced to 4 to 10 years in prison... for killing his estranged wife Maryann Bagenstose in 1984. The sentencing Tuesday brings an end to one of Lancaster County's oldest unsolved homicide cases. Now an update to a story we told you about earlier this week. The Adams County Commissioners are calling a controversial social media post by the Adams County sheriff “unacceptable.” Former staff at Lancaster County's Field of Screams are speaking out against what they describe as a hostile work environment. In a report by our partners at Spotlight PA, about 20 current and former volunteers who worked at Field of Screams covering a 15-year period through last year... describe a hostile environment where some unpaid adult staff sexually harassed, forcibly grabbed and groped young volunteers, and pressured teenagers into sex. Harrisburg's Juneteeth celebrations today include the city's Juneteenth Jubilee. This free event, held at Soldiers and Sailors Grove behind the Capitol kicks off at noon and features music, performances, children's activities and free food. Today is also Jubilee Day in Mechanicsburg, the longest-running one-day street fair on the East Coast. Support WITF: https://www.witf.org/support/give-now/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

When the local team signs Bat Boy as a publicity stunt, ticket sales soar—and so do fly balls. But as weird weather, bat attacks, and bloodcurdling walk-up songs haunt the season, the team wonders if they made a deal with the devil… or just hired the MVP of mayhem.

When the local team signs Bat Boy as a publicity stunt, ticket sales soar—and so do fly balls. But as weird weather, bat attacks, and bloodcurdling walk-up songs haunt the season, the team wonders if they made a deal with the devil… or just hired the MVP of mayhem.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Meet Yvonne St. Cyr, a makeup artist at Avalon Studios. As she hones her craft and studies under the tutelage of more experienced artists, she finds herself with potential advances in both her professional and personal lives.

The Screams visit Building 21.This episode contains Profanity, Violence, Sexual Content.Info and tickets for Beth's solo show "Beth Wants the D":Edinburgh Fringe: www.pleasance.co.uk/event/beth-wants-dHollywood Fringe: www.hollywoodfringe.org/projects/11775?tab=ticketsSupport the show on Patreon!Get merch and more at our website!Follow us on Bluesky @dungeonsanddads!Check out the subreddit!DM is Will Campos Kelsey Grammar is Matt Arnold Francis Farnsworth is Anthony BurchTrudy Trout is Beth May Blake Lively is Freddie Wong Theme song is by Maxton WallerAnnissa Omran is our Content ProducerAshley Nicollette is our Community ManagerKortney Terry is our Community CoordinatorCindy Denton is our Merch ManagerEster Ellis is our Lead EditorTravis Reaves, Omar Romolino, and Brian Fernandes provide Additional EditingCover art and episode art by Alex Moore (@notanotheralex)Send us stuff and get in contact: https://www.dungeonsanddaddies.com/contactThe story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

“Diddy, they're laughing at you! This is not a game!” The lady is screaming in the back of the courtroom. Everyone whips their heads around to stare - and there she is. Staring off 3 court officers and threatening them to take out their gun.  “Diddy is walking perfection. Take out your guns!” The woman has been banned from the courthouse, wore a scarf around her head (not for religious reasons), and snuck into the very courtroom where Diddy is now staring straight at her. Mouth agape.  This was the very important message that she had to deliver -  “They're laughing at you.” She is dragged out of the courtroom but that is not the last we will hear from her. She has been there almost every single day during the USA v. Sean Combs case and there have been rumors circulating that she is a paid actor.  But why?     Full show notes at rottenmangopodcast.com