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Somebody pull shit shit off the shelves. Honest to god they're trying to kill me. I've never been angrier. Maybe all this having already happened in some kind of irregular repeat existence is the reason for my having immidiately hated Jimmy Fallon upon his introduction to the cast of Saturday Night Live. Maayyyybeee. Probably. I hated him immidiately. Even before breaking character, or any fourth wall— before I realized at all why I would continue to hate this actor for his lackluster performance on a show I thoroughly enjoyed binge watching— —I hated his fucking face. Which ironically. Some 20 years later— Is the part—maybe even the only part— I actually like. I like his voice. Soothing. Shut up. Correct, you may have in some way altered my regular pattern of thought in some way— I am indeed in great pain, especially lately, But not over Jimmy Fallon— Especially not over that. In fact, I've realized that anything I understand about this character is that, he is, in fact, just a character. A flamboyant offspring of my own imagination. A gesture of circumstance— Indeed, a fictional, fitment of my own discourse. —indeed, I am in this reckoning highly even impressed with myself to such a degree that not only has my own world turned inward and outward and reached into my own perception to unbewittingly show me all these projections of my own interior mind; the ice cream— the posters— the magazine articles, the sidebar trimmings, and of course, the double budget ad campaign for whatever Jimmy Fallon has actually going on at Rockefeller Plaza. I'm somewhat impressed to have, without ever trying to or meaning with any intention to learn more about, or bring this individual closer to my attention, seen more of Jimmy Fallon than one could have possibly—ironically and all pun intended— I'd seen more of Jimmy Fallon than anyone could have even possibly imagined humanly possible, completely by accident. Can somebody really be that famous? Surely, especially lately, I am depressed. In need of an actual truth, an end to suffering—[redacted] Still, this images are constantly forced into my being, under whatever circumstances—fasting or not— exercising or not—praying or not— and though my prayers, even particularly on this matter seem to fall on deaf ears, I still do pray, when I can remember to, for my burdens to be lifted. My burdens have nothing to do with Jimmy Fallon at all, and yet, these random appearances and strange occurrencesremain a mystery. My heart is broken, however, not by Jimmy Fallon—my heart is broken as my son has been lost to his father and his ways, and yet— here still, too, is this discourse—this puzzle, of sorts, and almost a willing call to cry into the world with the fear and notion that Jimmy Fallon too could actually be the devil itself, manifest in [redacted]. For whatever reason, I just keep writing. At least something around this point sets in where I realize I just want to kill myself and for it to be over not because of Jimmy Fallon— No, not at all. Here's this man, on ice cream and billboards— a good one, but belonging to someone else, and— powerfully dangerous. I had chosen to tempt neither fate nor circumstance. {Enter The Multiverse} Anything to keep from deadmau5 appearing under the influences section of my google search results. He's not an influence to my music— a goal marker for where I would ideally want my career to end up, but not an influence. —I just really wanna Impress that dude. [Incoming.] You're welcome. I swear to god these vultures swoop in on anything I even moderately like— You're welcome. Cause the more I like you, The more women in droves will come plummeting towards you, Wanting to fuck, Or worse— Whatever their version of “Love you” is, But I promise These are just offloads of my residual Actual love for you— just because I love you that much. Enjoy your future girlfriend— Or maybe even, wife I don't know. Fucking vultures. Man, I just don't know what it is. But I got particularly bitter and some sort of weird, Like of fucked up, When Skrillex started dating like a d-list porn star Who happened to look like all the girls Who have ever been Just flat out evil towards me in my entire life All the bullies All the fucked up, just straight evil bitches He's like “This is my choice, by the way” Triple fucking zero, fake tits, fake fucking lips All the injections She's on only fans and shit He's like “This my shit right here” I'm like “ew,” fucking gross And I shit you not, Ever since then I've been kind of fucked-up Jaded Like, Look at these fucking lizard bitches getting all the love and all the clout Look at these fake lipped alligator ass hoes— Getting all the good love. That's fucked up, I'm like, Fuck it. Skrillex can definitely go under the influences section, I guess. Look at this influence. I'm a be under the influence of everything on God until these super skinny lily white freckle fucking fake lip hoes reign of dominance is fucking finished. I've had it with these fucking lizards. Acorns! I damn near been celibate ever since Mind your business. Who influenced this! Skrillex! Now shut the fuck up. #getawayfromme Don't get me wrong; I get the convenience White girls have privelege, connections— They don't need talent or personality, Or rhythm. They have family, friends— Access to things most people don't That's why they remain the ideal She'll get you into a world you've never seen Because it's exclusive And there's an entire network around Keeping anyone who does not fit the standard Out She'll boost your career Your finances She's not after your money cause her family is well off And she went to and enough school to make her own Sorority sisters and shit Knows people. She'll build your whole world up Just based on the fact That she is a white woman That's access You have built trust with the white world who, Let's face it, To this day, Still isn't sure about us! They have to put us through all sorts of tests and shit And then still try to figure out if, The shit that ain't right about us Is because of the shit they directly did to us Or if it's something just ingrained in is that they're scared of That they don't like And sometimes it doesn't matter! If they still can't figure it out And yo the not impressive enough to a certain degree If you don't have that white access card, You're discarded; Because, You will never, by default have actual white privelege But you can gain white access by being closely connected and maybe even trusted by a white individual— And so to this, I commend the wiser— The businessmen by nature who understand That having a white woman as your access Is sometimes nessecary, Until things actual change But they haven't yet. I'm still waiting on a dark skinned protagonist whose also a woman and isn't in some way marginalized or patronized by ugliness, stereotype, or some kind of drawback that allows the white supremacy and its domineering public to solidify and enforce their natural inclinations to dismiss post racial excellence in any form. Still waiting. {Enter The Multiverse} He has no monster, And still what counts me is, Above my beaarinf, Just out of grasp, And over my head, Spinning as with wind blows, And stone sacred down to secrecy As sworn, the truth doth lie in her palms, And still hold, The hall of oath not to lie, There in, all does form to steady shallow; Therefore, one does not call with harm to lie, But steady stained forever in foul truth, a wicked odor, And there there, heaven acaped and at all pictures as I were, the friends that not come as maidens or warriors but still as aheep come to graze in my pasture, As does the seed of one tree lie in the ground, awaiting water, and until then only sleeps and rests, With eyes not shown the world, as I. -Omens. -Secrets. -Lies. -Death. -illumination. -Omens. Wasn't there another order? Seems as though the more I come forward, the harder and more impossible that I ever go back. Still, I was warned. I was always warned and headed warnings, Over and over and still I gave truth to the light that was shone on me. Very well. I came, I saw. I said, and sat. Nobody knows my name. Not any besides a lover. Seth. Suddenly, it dawned on me, Pencil shavings and all, That I was not who I thought I might have been before Now or ever— Not that it mattered. Came with it, a dead man. And came acquitted, my heart and soul as one For it had been painted in the colors of love That I could do no wrong at all By having done nothing, But given words What a course! The professor sucks. Who'd you get. Who'd you get? Nobody. Trickery, deciet and lies— Flickering the things I'd done, With eyes sewn shut, And back unclothed, The nether ends, The door has closed And surely you mean nothing but to honor us, Fairwell, And surely you mean nothing less But than to barter, As I may. A temporary woman Never loved on the weekends Steady through the week, But only for the moment. Discarded woman, Leaving behind any evidence, transgressions Favoritism, and secretive thoughts, Explosive measure, talismans No comment No comment No comment Never happened. Moving on, then. Being honest, never loved him Never had to, at the office, Breathing easy makes it sacritism Actually sacrificing artifacts and Alleviating Past the architecture at An interesting artificial measurement of Speed and intellectual accomplishment But still we gather, half entranced and half entitled, Wishing for an ornamental temperament of severance on separation Severity at covet, or north for starters, Soverign states and in general, gentrified genocide of sorts It's psychological warfare Psychological warfare The whites will have the blacks and browns pick each other off To remain in power The white devil Is also just as often The white savior BROH. JOHN OLIVER IS MAD BRITISH. AVADAKAVARAH! I TOLD YOU, I WAS A WITCH DOCTOR! WHATEVER! I THOUGHT YOU WERE A LATE NIGHT HOST! EVERYBODY HAS A DAY JOB. THAT'S A NIGHT JOB! EXPECTO-PA– POTTER!!! WHAT IN THE [BEEP}! YOU'RE A WIZARD?! OF COURSE I'M A BLOODY WIZARD–WHAT THE HELL DO I LOOK LIKE TO YOU?! ANOTHER LATE NIGHT HOST–OR WHATEVER! “OR WHATEVER” I'M A WIZARD– HARRY. What the [bleep] EVERYBODY HAS A DAY JOB ™ Please, by all means, Keep your pretty white girlfriend. I want to see those eyes come through What a handsome couple. They are the scariest thing ever. Let them be, then; Out to be fun to watch. I can't listen to Drake on my loud speakers bro. Not—like loud, man. That shit makes me feel like a whole ass basic black girl. True story. Sometimes you gotta distance yourself from the “yassss” birds. I saw this one comedian performing— Well, I think he was a comedian. He wasn't funny to me but, He had like 710K followers And he was really really pretty. I had to notice that, because as imm listening to him preform, about 30 minutes into the video— I was waiting to see if he would make me actually laugh— He didn't— But— As I was trying to figure out how he has 710K followers And has not made me laugh, not once I start paying closer attention to him— And I realize; “Oh” He is major good looking. At first I didn't notice— I like white guys— so, Of course, At first glance I'm like “Hey brother!” You know, like “That's my son!” I'm like “Yeah, make me laugh, boy.” But he didn't And then as I start to wonder Like, Why or how he has so large of a following I notice he's very beautiful. And I mean, like mad gorgeous. Like ideally— I'm like “Oh” and as I'm realizing this, He's saying the punchline to a “joke,” And as he's saying it, I realize that way in the back, Like you can hear that they're in the back Cause the camera is in the center, And like half of the audience is behind the film crew , and you can hear these girls are in the way— Like in the way back Like in the way, way back, You can hear like a pack of ratchets— Yes— these must be his die hards— His squad. Not like his homies or anything, but like The Groupies. You know. The hopefuls. He's got this group of black girls like hackling in the back, like clapping hard at all his punches like “YAS!” “SAY IT!” And it was funny because his reaction to these girls was like “I'm—not in control of this.” “RIGHT!” “SAY LESS!” I'm like, Oh, I see how that works, now. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © This is confusing. I can see how you're confused. Everybody is confused. Or just— fused. …calculating…

Somebody pull shit shit off the shelves. Honest to god they're trying to kill me. I've never been angrier. Maybe all this having already happened in some kind of irregular repeat existence is the reason for my having immidiately hated Jimmy Fallon upon his introduction to the cast of Saturday Night Live. Maayyyybeee. Probably. I hated him immidiately. Even before breaking character, or any fourth wall— before I realized at all why I would continue to hate this actor for his lackluster performance on a show I thoroughly enjoyed binge watching— —I hated his fucking face. Which ironically. Some 20 years later— Is the part—maybe even the only part— I actually like. I like his voice. Soothing. Shut up. Correct, you may have in some way altered my regular pattern of thought in some way— I am indeed in great pain, especially lately, But not over Jimmy Fallon— Especially not over that. In fact, I've realized that anything I understand about this character is that, he is, in fact, just a character. A flamboyant offspring of my own imagination. A gesture of circumstance— Indeed, a fictional, fitment of my own discourse. —indeed, I am in this reckoning highly even impressed with myself to such a degree that not only has my own world turned inward and outward and reached into my own perception to unbewittingly show me all these projections of my own interior mind; the ice cream— the posters— the magazine articles, the sidebar trimmings, and of course, the double budget ad campaign for whatever Jimmy Fallon has actually going on at Rockefeller Plaza. I'm somewhat impressed to have, without ever trying to or meaning with any intention to learn more about, or bring this individual closer to my attention, seen more of Jimmy Fallon than one could have possibly—ironically and all pun intended— I'd seen more of Jimmy Fallon than anyone could have even possibly imagined humanly possible, completely by accident. Can somebody really be that famous? Surely, especially lately, I am depressed. In need of an actual truth, an end to suffering—[redacted] Still, this images are constantly forced into my being, under whatever circumstances—fasting or not— exercising or not—praying or not— and though my prayers, even particularly on this matter seem to fall on deaf ears, I still do pray, when I can remember to, for my burdens to be lifted. My burdens have nothing to do with Jimmy Fallon at all, and yet, these random appearances and strange occurrencesremain a mystery. My heart is broken, however, not by Jimmy Fallon—my heart is broken as my son has been lost to his father and his ways, and yet— here still, too, is this discourse—this puzzle, of sorts, and almost a willing call to cry into the world with the fear and notion that Jimmy Fallon too could actually be the devil itself, manifest in [redacted]. For whatever reason, I just keep writing. At least something around this point sets in where I realize I just want to kill myself and for it to be over not because of Jimmy Fallon— No, not at all. Here's this man, on ice cream and billboards— a good one, but belonging to someone else, and— powerfully dangerous. I had chosen to tempt neither fate nor circumstance. {Enter The Multiverse} Anything to keep from deadmau5 appearing under the influences section of my google search results. He's not an influence to my music— a goal marker for where I would ideally want my career to end up, but not an influence. —I just really wanna Impress that dude. [Incoming.] You're welcome. I swear to god these vultures swoop in on anything I even moderately like— You're welcome. Cause the more I like you, The more women in droves will come plummeting towards you, Wanting to fuck, Or worse— Whatever their version of “Love you” is, But I promise These are just offloads of my residual Actual love for you— just because I love you that much. Enjoy your future girlfriend— Or maybe even, wife I don't know. Fucking vultures. Man, I just don't know what it is. But I got particularly bitter and some sort of weird, Like of fucked up, When Skrillex started dating like a d-list porn star Who happened to look like all the girls Who have ever been Just flat out evil towards me in my entire life All the bullies All the fucked up, just straight evil bitches He's like “This is my choice, by the way” Triple fucking zero, fake tits, fake fucking lips All the injections She's on only fans and shit He's like “This my shit right here” I'm like “ew,” fucking gross And I shit you not, Ever since then I've been kind of fucked-up Jaded Like, Look at these fucking lizard bitches getting all the love and all the clout Look at these fake lipped alligator ass hoes— Getting all the good love. That's fucked up, I'm like, Fuck it. Skrillex can definitely go under the influences section, I guess. Look at this influence. I'm a be under the influence of everything on God until these super skinny lily white freckle fucking fake lip hoes reign of dominance is fucking finished. I've had it with these fucking lizards. Acorns! I damn near been celibate ever since Mind your business. Who influenced this! Skrillex! Now shut the fuck up. #getawayfromme Don't get me wrong; I get the convenience White girls have privelege, connections— They don't need talent or personality, Or rhythm. They have family, friends— Access to things most people don't That's why they remain the ideal She'll get you into a world you've never seen Because it's exclusive And there's an entire network around Keeping anyone who does not fit the standard Out She'll boost your career Your finances She's not after your money cause her family is well off And she went to and enough school to make her own Sorority sisters and shit Knows people. She'll build your whole world up Just based on the fact That she is a white woman That's access You have built trust with the white world who, Let's face it, To this day, Still isn't sure about us! They have to put us through all sorts of tests and shit And then still try to figure out if, The shit that ain't right about us Is because of the shit they directly did to us Or if it's something just ingrained in is that they're scared of That they don't like And sometimes it doesn't matter! If they still can't figure it out And yo the not impressive enough to a certain degree If you don't have that white access card, You're discarded; Because, You will never, by default have actual white privelege But you can gain white access by being closely connected and maybe even trusted by a white individual— And so to this, I commend the wiser— The businessmen by nature who understand That having a white woman as your access Is sometimes nessecary, Until things actual change But they haven't yet. I'm still waiting on a dark skinned protagonist whose also a woman and isn't in some way marginalized or patronized by ugliness, stereotype, or some kind of drawback that allows the white supremacy and its domineering public to solidify and enforce their natural inclinations to dismiss post racial excellence in any form. Still waiting. {Enter The Multiverse} He has no monster, And still what counts me is, Above my beaarinf, Just out of grasp, And over my head, Spinning as with wind blows, And stone sacred down to secrecy As sworn, the truth doth lie in her palms, And still hold, The hall of oath not to lie, There in, all does form to steady shallow; Therefore, one does not call with harm to lie, But steady stained forever in foul truth, a wicked odor, And there there, heaven acaped and at all pictures as I were, the friends that not come as maidens or warriors but still as aheep come to graze in my pasture, As does the seed of one tree lie in the ground, awaiting water, and until then only sleeps and rests, With eyes not shown the world, as I. -Omens. -Secrets. -Lies. -Death. -illumination. -Omens. Wasn't there another order? Seems as though the more I come forward, the harder and more impossible that I ever go back. Still, I was warned. I was always warned and headed warnings, Over and over and still I gave truth to the light that was shone on me. Very well. I came, I saw. I said, and sat. Nobody knows my name. Not any besides a lover. Seth. Suddenly, it dawned on me, Pencil shavings and all, That I was not who I thought I might have been before Now or ever— Not that it mattered. Came with it, a dead man. And came acquitted, my heart and soul as one For it had been painted in the colors of love That I could do no wrong at all By having done nothing, But given words What a course! The professor sucks. Who'd you get. Who'd you get? Nobody. Trickery, deciet and lies— Flickering the things I'd done, With eyes sewn shut, And back unclothed, The nether ends, The door has closed And surely you mean nothing but to honor us, Fairwell, And surely you mean nothing less But than to barter, As I may. A temporary woman Never loved on the weekends Steady through the week, But only for the moment. Discarded woman, Leaving behind any evidence, transgressions Favoritism, and secretive thoughts, Explosive measure, talismans No comment No comment No comment Never happened. Moving on, then. Being honest, never loved him Never had to, at the office, Breathing easy makes it sacritism Actually sacrificing artifacts and Alleviating Past the architecture at An interesting artificial measurement of Speed and intellectual accomplishment But still we gather, half entranced and half entitled, Wishing for an ornamental temperament of severance on separation Severity at covet, or north for starters, Soverign states and in general, gentrified genocide of sorts It's psychological warfare Psychological warfare The whites will have the blacks and browns pick each other off To remain in power The white devil Is also just as often The white savior BROH. JOHN OLIVER IS MAD BRITISH. AVADAKAVARAH! I TOLD YOU, I WAS A WITCH DOCTOR! WHATEVER! I THOUGHT YOU WERE A LATE NIGHT HOST! EVERYBODY HAS A DAY JOB. THAT'S A NIGHT JOB! EXPECTO-PA– POTTER!!! WHAT IN THE [BEEP}! YOU'RE A WIZARD?! OF COURSE I'M A BLOODY WIZARD–WHAT THE HELL DO I LOOK LIKE TO YOU?! ANOTHER LATE NIGHT HOST–OR WHATEVER! “OR WHATEVER” I'M A WIZARD– HARRY. What the [bleep] EVERYBODY HAS A DAY JOB ™ Please, by all means, Keep your pretty white girlfriend. I want to see those eyes come through What a handsome couple. They are the scariest thing ever. Let them be, then; Out to be fun to watch. I can't listen to Drake on my loud speakers bro. Not—like loud, man. That shit makes me feel like a whole ass basic black girl. True story. Sometimes you gotta distance yourself from the “yassss” birds. I saw this one comedian performing— Well, I think he was a comedian. He wasn't funny to me but, He had like 710K followers And he was really really pretty. I had to notice that, because as imm listening to him preform, about 30 minutes into the video— I was waiting to see if he would make me actually laugh— He didn't— But— As I was trying to figure out how he has 710K followers And has not made me laugh, not once I start paying closer attention to him— And I realize; “Oh” He is major good looking. At first I didn't notice— I like white guys— so, Of course, At first glance I'm like “Hey brother!” You know, like “That's my son!” I'm like “Yeah, make me laugh, boy.” But he didn't And then as I start to wonder Like, Why or how he has so large of a following I notice he's very beautiful. And I mean, like mad gorgeous. Like ideally— I'm like “Oh” and as I'm realizing this, He's saying the punchline to a “joke,” And as he's saying it, I realize that way in the back, Like you can hear that they're in the back Cause the camera is in the center, And like half of the audience is behind the film crew , and you can hear these girls are in the way— Like in the way back Like in the way, way back, You can hear like a pack of ratchets— Yes— these must be his die hards— His squad. Not like his homies or anything, but like The Groupies. You know. The hopefuls. He's got this group of black girls like hackling in the back, like clapping hard at all his punches like “YAS!” “SAY IT!” And it was funny because his reaction to these girls was like “I'm—not in control of this.” “RIGHT!” “SAY LESS!” I'm like, Oh, I see how that works, now. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © This is confusing. I can see how you're confused. Everybody is confused. Or just— fused. …calculating…

Somebody pull shit shit off the shelves. Honest to god they're trying to kill me. I've never been angrier. Maybe all this having already happened in some kind of irregular repeat existence is the reason for my having immidiately hated Jimmy Fallon upon his introduction to the cast of Saturday Night Live. Maayyyybeee. Probably. I hated him immidiately. Even before breaking character, or any fourth wall— before I realized at all why I would continue to hate this actor for his lackluster performance on a show I thoroughly enjoyed binge watching— —I hated his fucking face. Which ironically. Some 20 years later— Is the part—maybe even the only part— I actually like. I like his voice. Soothing. Shut up. Correct, you may have in some way altered my regular pattern of thought in some way— I am indeed in great pain, especially lately, But not over Jimmy Fallon— Especially not over that. In fact, I've realized that anything I understand about this character is that, he is, in fact, just a character. A flamboyant offspring of my own imagination. A gesture of circumstance— Indeed, a fictional, fitment of my own discourse. —indeed, I am in this reckoning highly even impressed with myself to such a degree that not only has my own world turned inward and outward and reached into my own perception to unbewittingly show me all these projections of my own interior mind; the ice cream— the posters— the magazine articles, the sidebar trimmings, and of course, the double budget ad campaign for whatever Jimmy Fallon has actually going on at Rockefeller Plaza. I'm somewhat impressed to have, without ever trying to or meaning with any intention to learn more about, or bring this individual closer to my attention, seen more of Jimmy Fallon than one could have possibly—ironically and all pun intended— I'd seen more of Jimmy Fallon than anyone could have even possibly imagined humanly possible, completely by accident. Can somebody really be that famous? Surely, especially lately, I am depressed. In need of an actual truth, an end to suffering—[redacted] Still, this images are constantly forced into my being, under whatever circumstances—fasting or not— exercising or not—praying or not— and though my prayers, even particularly on this matter seem to fall on deaf ears, I still do pray, when I can remember to, for my burdens to be lifted. My burdens have nothing to do with Jimmy Fallon at all, and yet, these random appearances and strange occurrencesremain a mystery. My heart is broken, however, not by Jimmy Fallon—my heart is broken as my son has been lost to his father and his ways, and yet— here still, too, is this discourse—this puzzle, of sorts, and almost a willing call to cry into the world with the fear and notion that Jimmy Fallon too could actually be the devil itself, manifest in [redacted]. For whatever reason, I just keep writing. At least something around this point sets in where I realize I just want to kill myself and for it to be over not because of Jimmy Fallon— No, not at all. Here's this man, on ice cream and billboards— a good one, but belonging to someone else, and— powerfully dangerous. I had chosen to tempt neither fate nor circumstance. {Enter The Multiverse} Anything to keep from deadmau5 appearing under the influences section of my google search results. He's not an influence to my music— a goal marker for where I would ideally want my career to end up, but not an influence. —I just really wanna Impress that dude. [Incoming.] You're welcome. I swear to god these vultures swoop in on anything I even moderately like— You're welcome. Cause the more I like you, The more women in droves will come plummeting towards you, Wanting to fuck, Or worse— Whatever their version of “Love you” is, But I promise These are just offloads of my residual Actual love for you— just because I love you that much. Enjoy your future girlfriend— Or maybe even, wife I don't know. Fucking vultures. Man, I just don't know what it is. But I got particularly bitter and some sort of weird, Like of fucked up, When Skrillex started dating like a d-list porn star Who happened to look like all the girls Who have ever been Just flat out evil towards me in my entire life All the bullies All the fucked up, just straight evil bitches He's like “This is my choice, by the way” Triple fucking zero, fake tits, fake fucking lips All the injections She's on only fans and shit He's like “This my shit right here” I'm like “ew,” fucking gross And I shit you not, Ever since then I've been kind of fucked-up Jaded Like, Look at these fucking lizard bitches getting all the love and all the clout Look at these fake lipped alligator ass hoes— Getting all the good love. That's fucked up, I'm like, Fuck it. Skrillex can definitely go under the influences section, I guess. Look at this influence. I'm a be under the influence of everything on God until these super skinny lily white freckle fucking fake lip hoes reign of dominance is fucking finished. I've had it with these fucking lizards. Acorns! I damn near been celibate ever since Mind your business. Who influenced this! Skrillex! Now shut the fuck up. #getawayfromme Don't get me wrong; I get the convenience White girls have privelege, connections— They don't need talent or personality, Or rhythm. They have family, friends— Access to things most people don't That's why they remain the ideal She'll get you into a world you've never seen Because it's exclusive And there's an entire network around Keeping anyone who does not fit the standard Out She'll boost your career Your finances She's not after your money cause her family is well off And she went to and enough school to make her own Sorority sisters and shit Knows people. She'll build your whole world up Just based on the fact That she is a white woman That's access You have built trust with the white world who, Let's face it, To this day, Still isn't sure about us! They have to put us through all sorts of tests and shit And then still try to figure out if, The shit that ain't right about us Is because of the shit they directly did to us Or if it's something just ingrained in is that they're scared of That they don't like And sometimes it doesn't matter! If they still can't figure it out And yo the not impressive enough to a certain degree If you don't have that white access card, You're discarded; Because, You will never, by default have actual white privelege But you can gain white access by being closely connected and maybe even trusted by a white individual— And so to this, I commend the wiser— The businessmen by nature who understand That having a white woman as your access Is sometimes nessecary, Until things actual change But they haven't yet. I'm still waiting on a dark skinned protagonist whose also a woman and isn't in some way marginalized or patronized by ugliness, stereotype, or some kind of drawback that allows the white supremacy and its domineering public to solidify and enforce their natural inclinations to dismiss post racial excellence in any form. Still waiting. {Enter The Multiverse} He has no monster, And still what counts me is, Above my beaarinf, Just out of grasp, And over my head, Spinning as with wind blows, And stone sacred down to secrecy As sworn, the truth doth lie in her palms, And still hold, The hall of oath not to lie, There in, all does form to steady shallow; Therefore, one does not call with harm to lie, But steady stained forever in foul truth, a wicked odor, And there there, heaven acaped and at all pictures as I were, the friends that not come as maidens or warriors but still as aheep come to graze in my pasture, As does the seed of one tree lie in the ground, awaiting water, and until then only sleeps and rests, With eyes not shown the world, as I. -Omens. -Secrets. -Lies. -Death. -illumination. -Omens. Wasn't there another order? Seems as though the more I come forward, the harder and more impossible that I ever go back. Still, I was warned. I was always warned and headed warnings, Over and over and still I gave truth to the light that was shone on me. Very well. I came, I saw. I said, and sat. Nobody knows my name. Not any besides a lover. Seth. Suddenly, it dawned on me, Pencil shavings and all, That I was not who I thought I might have been before Now or ever— Not that it mattered. Came with it, a dead man. And came acquitted, my heart and soul as one For it had been painted in the colors of love That I could do no wrong at all By having done nothing, But given words What a course! The professor sucks. Who'd you get. Who'd you get? Nobody. Trickery, deciet and lies— Flickering the things I'd done, With eyes sewn shut, And back unclothed, The nether ends, The door has closed And surely you mean nothing but to honor us, Fairwell, And surely you mean nothing less But than to barter, As I may. A temporary woman Never loved on the weekends Steady through the week, But only for the moment. Discarded woman, Leaving behind any evidence, transgressions Favoritism, and secretive thoughts, Explosive measure, talismans No comment No comment No comment Never happened. Moving on, then. Being honest, never loved him Never had to, at the office, Breathing easy makes it sacritism Actually sacrificing artifacts and Alleviating Past the architecture at An interesting artificial measurement of Speed and intellectual accomplishment But still we gather, half entranced and half entitled, Wishing for an ornamental temperament of severance on separation Severity at covet, or north for starters, Soverign states and in general, gentrified genocide of sorts It's psychological warfare Psychological warfare The whites will have the blacks and browns pick each other off To remain in power The white devil Is also just as often The white savior BROH. JOHN OLIVER IS MAD BRITISH. AVADAKAVARAH! I TOLD YOU, I WAS A WITCH DOCTOR! WHATEVER! I THOUGHT YOU WERE A LATE NIGHT HOST! EVERYBODY HAS A DAY JOB. THAT'S A NIGHT JOB! EXPECTO-PA– POTTER!!! WHAT IN THE [BEEP}! YOU'RE A WIZARD?! OF COURSE I'M A BLOODY WIZARD–WHAT THE HELL DO I LOOK LIKE TO YOU?! ANOTHER LATE NIGHT HOST–OR WHATEVER! “OR WHATEVER” I'M A WIZARD– HARRY. What the [bleep] EVERYBODY HAS A DAY JOB ™ Please, by all means, Keep your pretty white girlfriend. I want to see those eyes come through What a handsome couple. They are the scariest thing ever. Let them be, then; Out to be fun to watch. I can't listen to Drake on my loud speakers bro. Not—like loud, man. That shit makes me feel like a whole ass basic black girl. True story. Sometimes you gotta distance yourself from the “yassss” birds. I saw this one comedian performing— Well, I think he was a comedian. He wasn't funny to me but, He had like 710K followers And he was really really pretty. I had to notice that, because as imm listening to him preform, about 30 minutes into the video— I was waiting to see if he would make me actually laugh— He didn't— But— As I was trying to figure out how he has 710K followers And has not made me laugh, not once I start paying closer attention to him— And I realize; “Oh” He is major good looking. At first I didn't notice— I like white guys— so, Of course, At first glance I'm like “Hey brother!” You know, like “That's my son!” I'm like “Yeah, make me laugh, boy.” But he didn't And then as I start to wonder Like, Why or how he has so large of a following I notice he's very beautiful. And I mean, like mad gorgeous. Like ideally— I'm like “Oh” and as I'm realizing this, He's saying the punchline to a “joke,” And as he's saying it, I realize that way in the back, Like you can hear that they're in the back Cause the camera is in the center, And like half of the audience is behind the film crew , and you can hear these girls are in the way— Like in the way back Like in the way, way back, You can hear like a pack of ratchets— Yes— these must be his die hards— His squad. Not like his homies or anything, but like The Groupies. You know. The hopefuls. He's got this group of black girls like hackling in the back, like clapping hard at all his punches like “YAS!” “SAY IT!” And it was funny because his reaction to these girls was like “I'm—not in control of this.” “RIGHT!” “SAY LESS!” I'm like, Oh, I see how that works, now. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © This is confusing. I can see how you're confused. Everybody is confused. Or just— fused. …calculating…

Orimar continues his siege of The Prosperity, but even with his hand leading it cannot be taken without losses. Jonnit and Nodoze try to keep the line of soldiers at bay while Gable works to put an end to Aravetti. They show him the true form of The Soverign's justice. CONTENT NOTE Main Show: Violence, character death, creepy religious wounds Dear Uhuru: Olivia and Dennson continue their journey through the wood around Quietus Mill. Starvation, high stakes math, extreme stress. OH CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN Order now! Leave a review! THE ULTIMATE RPG PODCAST Listen Here! OSN BOOK CLUB ANTHOLOGY VOL. 1 Get notified for launch! HELP TRACY Support their Gofundme SKYJOUST FIGHT WITH SPIRIT EXPANSION Get it now! ULTIMATE RPG GAMEMASTER'S GUIDE Pre-order now! SKYJACKS: COURIER'S CALL IS BACK! Listen on Spotify (or any other podcatcher app)! JOIN OUR MAILING LIST Right Here! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Ephesians Series: Ephesians 3:15b-Every One of God's Moral Rational Creatures Owe Their Existence to Him and Are Under His Sovereign Authority-Lesson # 171

Ephesians Series: Ephesians 3:15b-Every One of God's Moral Rational Creatures Owe Their Existence to Him and Are Under His Sovereign Authority-Lesson # 171

Listen Now to 73 Future Now Podcast Transcript This is our first broadcast from the new Santa Cruz Voice studio in downtown Santa Cruz! We discuss the martian habitat sim and its recently released inhabitants at NASA, the saintly geek, and a discussion of a current court case involving our friend Monica McGuire and her Soverign defense in case of traffic violations and resisting arrest. Nordic Dave calls in to share his thoughts.  And then for the second hour there is Katrina and her experiences with QAnon, which you can hear as a separate file, or here!  Enjoy.. Leaving the martian sim

ForeShadows #2 The Second Coming of Christ

Trump guilty of 34 felonies :: Inflation numbers are lies :: Soverign debt crisis :: Ending the welfare state would end the cartels :: Jurors aren't your peers :: Slave states in the north :: DCYF rally in Concord NH June 5th 2-4pm :: Emancipation :: Meaning and purpose for kids :: 2024-05-30 Hosts:Bonnie, Elsbeth, Jay and Riley Support Riley on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/crblake86 Send Bitcoin: 1MnoYoPirXQHfhknDxbDHhLsF9u7kUggKy Send Bitcoin Cash: qpp62s8uupdqkrfew7vgp805pnsh5jk2ncnfkndwrd Dash: XpApo1jcPzTJyLLB6G8GJ7DoW9CGjcV5xT Ether: 0xFb1a23163bea743BB79B93849D864ad070597855 Lightcoin ltc1q6ygsamrkwl0at93datyqfh47z4crg4jkg4fx30

Trump guilty of 34 felonies :: Inflation numbers are lies :: Soverign debt crisis :: Ending the welfare state would end the cartels :: Jurors aren't your peers :: Slave states in the north :: DCYF rally in Concord NH June 5th 2-4pm :: Emancipation :: Meaning and purpose for kids :: 2024-05-30 Hosts:Bonnie, Elsbeth, Jay and Riley Support Riley on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/crblake86 Send Bitcoin: 1MnoYoPirXQHfhknDxbDHhLsF9u7kUggKy Send Bitcoin Cash: qpp62s8uupdqkrfew7vgp805pnsh5jk2ncnfkndwrd Dash: XpApo1jcPzTJyLLB6G8GJ7DoW9CGjcV5xT Ether: 0xFb1a23163bea743BB79B93849D864ad070597855 Lightcoin ltc1q6ygsamrkwl0at93datyqfh47z4crg4jkg4fx30Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/heartland-newsfeed-radio-network--2904397/support.

Nvidia CEO Jensen Huang speaks exclusively with Bloomberg's Ed Ludlow on why the idea of sovereign AI is important to the company as well as national government's role to the technology. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

A bitter night drives a wedge between Orimar and Calavar that eventually pulls them away from each other. The only come back together on the island stained with The Soverign's Blood. The island where Calavar has planned Orimar's murder. CONTENT NOTE Violence, betrayal, messy relationships shit, also it's a short one this week but trust me we have good stuff coming up. ULTIMATE RPG GAMEMASTER'S GUIDE Pre-order now! CAMPFIRE CARDS Review here! ENTERTAINMENT COMMUNITY FUND Donate here! CAMPFIRE CARDS Order Campfire Cards! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Themes: Heal Your Pain, Pain to Purpose, Thriving, Rising Above, Authenticity, Spirituality, Awakening, Alignment, Faith, Connection, Truth, Purpose, Love, Dreams, Innner-Peace, Soverign, Qi, Energy, Overcome Overwhelm, Triggers, trauma, joy, relationships, medicinal, Focus, healing modailities.  Summary: Today I welcome Charles Clay to Thrise Podcast. Charles is an
Inner Peace Coach & healer, Neurokinetic Pain Relief Specialist, Creator of The Laser Focus Method & The Inner-Peace Process. Charles has an extensive background in Kinesiology and natural healing modalities. In 2008, he experienced a devastating back injury while snowboarding. He was told by doctors that he would need to undergo surgery or he may never move the same again. Despite doctors orders, Charles was able to heal himself naturally without surgery.  Since then he has helped others heal themselves naturally from anxiety disorders, physical & emotional pain, as well as healing their childhood trauma to become their own therapists and allow more dreams to come true with his guided support and Inner-Peace Process.  Charles also offers The Laser Focus Method online training course to conquer procrastination, work smarter than harder and produce more while consuming less for a life of freedom & fulfillment. In this episodes: A back injury that led to purpose Asking to recieve healing Neurokinetics and how everything is connected in the body The Process of healing inner trauma A free gift to reclaim your "sovereign-qi" The Power of Self Inquiry and Strategies to overcome overwhelm Reframing your mind #becomingathriser motivation from Charles Clay Connect with Kasia, your host.  Website: http://www.thrisepodcast.com  IG Kasia Sitarz IG Thrise Podcast Connection to Kasia Sitarz, owner of The Clinic Health and Wellness www.theclinichealthandwellness.com Connect with Charles Clay BONUS GIFTS for Listeners: Listeners can get a FREE GIFT by going to www.Charlesclay.coach and subscribing to the newsletter at the bottom. They will receive his Guided Alignment Activation for a powerful good morning ritual and to help regain sovereignChi (your highest energy) any time they're feeling out of alignment.  Listeners can Follow Charles on IG @Charlesclay.coach (link below) https://www.instagram.com/CharlesClay.coach/ Send him a DM and mention “Podcast” to receive a FREE 15 Min SUPPORT CALL with Charles while space is available. Sponsorship Thrilled to Announce the partnership with Canada's plant-based superfood & wellness specialists, and distribution of products Raw Elements Inc.   ---> Todays episode featuring: ADAPTDAILY  Visit www.rawelements.ca and use DISCOUNT CODE: THRISE at checkout for 15% OFF Rocking Vibe  www.rockingvibe.com discount code: thrise      

Is Adam Warlock working Ayesha and The Soverign or the High Evolutionary? Will Thor make an appearance in this film as a member of the Guardians? Will the Nova Corp be reborn? Will the Infinity Stones return? Will Gamora crossover with the Eternals and meet Starfox? All this and much more in this episode as Comic Talkers Brandon, William, and New Co-Host Bryce (@hillbillycomics on TikTok) with Special Guest Nick Arganbright (The Good, The Bad, and The Geeky Podcast Host; Writer behind the comic “Excavator”) go over some theories surrounding the movie "Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3." We are excited to have our new co-host Bryce on the Comic Talker team. You can find him on TikTok, Instagram, and Clapper @hillbillycomics for great comic book content. Thank to Nick Arganbright for joining in on the conversation. Please help support D4K Studios, Nick Arganbright, and Nil Carmona by supporting them on Kickstarter. Follow Excavator on Facebook. Also, listen to Nick on his podcast called “The Good, The Bad, and The Geeky,” on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, and many more platforms. Special Thanks to our friend Michael Regalo for making our official theme song. Please follow him and his band, Running on Empty on Instagram @emptyonrunning. Join in on the conversation and get the latest updates on the podcast by following Comic Talkers on Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok @comictalkers. You can listen to Comic Talkers on: Spotify For Podcasters - ⁠https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/comictalkers⁠ Apple Podcasts - ⁠⁠⁠https://podcasts.apple.com/.../comic-talkers/id1560772306⁠⁠⁠ Spotify - ⁠⁠⁠https://open.spotify.com/show/0mLHZQajx81j0iFDqD1vGE⁠⁠⁠ Google Podcasts - ⁠⁠⁠https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9hbmNob3IuZm0vcy81MjQzZDQ2OC9wb2RjYXN0L3Jzcw⁠⁠⁠ YouTube - ⁠⁠⁠https://www.youtube.com/@comictalkers

Welcome to Navigating Bitcoin's Noise, the podcast where we cut through the clutter and bring you the most insightful perspectives in the world of #Bitcoin. I'm your host, Kane McGukin, and in this episode, we have a special guest, Joe Consorti, from The Bitcoin Layer. Today Joe will be sharing his macro views and theories on why Bitcoin has been trading as a risk asset. He'll be diving deep into the impact of Bitcoin's small liquidity profile and how that translates to its heavy correlation with equities. But that's not all - Joe's insights go beyond just Bitcoin. He'll be providing valuable knowledge on cross asset correlations, Bitcoin's informational arbitrage, and the unique circumstance of a long volatility asset trading as a short vol asset. If you're looking to gain a better understanding of Bitcoin's past, and its future potential as an economic network, then this is the episode for you. So, sit back, relax, and let's dive into the world of Bitcoin with Joe Consorti on Navigating Bitcoin's Noise. Additional topics covered:Getting Comfortable with Risk takingBitcoin: the ability to opt-outThe power of an infinitely scarce assetBitcoin and the impact of liquidity facilitiesJoe ConsortiTwitter: https://twitter.com/JoeConsortiThe Bitcoin Layer: https://thebitcoinlayer.substack.com/Kane McGukinTwitter: https://twitter.com/kanemcgukin kanemcgukin.substack.comApple Podcast: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/navigating-bitcoins-noise/id1583424361Be sure to like and leave a rating. Thanks for listening!

Sovereign Ki And Nathan Ciszek joined me to talk about Augmented Reality, Project Ibis, Targeted Individuals, and Negative ET Abductions as well as MILABS. Sorverign KI serves as a Meta-KI-QINETICS© psychic counselor, forensic anomalous profiler, Spirit seer and practitioner of Spirit energetics in her operating capacity as a quantum energy shifter. She works as a facilitator toward personal healing, utilizing both innate and learned abilities towards excavation of soul memories, created time-lines, densities and multi dimensional realms of existence. Her ever evolving, lifelong abilities are additionally aided via more conventional means of learning through university studies within the fields of psychology, anthropology, archaeology and environmental politics which enhances the parapsychology excavation process. The Universal Spiral Creation is the Key to all experiences and all levels of Creation. Herein Sovereign Ki shares the keys for self emancipation and one's Verse in Sovereignty and power. ​ The primary focus of service is in merging the complex dynamics of psychology, emotions, mind, body and Spirit toward heightened comprehension of our current paradigm upon all its levels and layers. She acutely assesses one's traumas and personally coaches clients toward their energy Healing and balancing requirements with a holistic focus upon one's well-being. She examines core issues and the 'big picture' in all her client work, seeking the root causes of issues arisen. Her acute perception of quantum healing energy fields upon it's many dimensions, levels and time-lines can access elements that are often buried, lost or hidden within the fabric of these quantum layers and folds. Her passions involve uncovering and investigating personal and group anomalous trauma set-ups, personality disorders and the often unseen forces of paranormal interference, offering deep insight for her clients to access memories, collapse self- limiting paradigms, and in turn Heal core emotional wounds towards their Spiritual Integration and ultimately Sovereign Freedom. ​www.soverignki.com To contact Nathan: Haujeancontactee@voicesoforion.com nathan youtube channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9IToTMdERYvdU8n3jpHpdg If you found this content beneficial please consider donating: buymeacoffee.com/typicalskeptic Or maybe Join the Patreon: patreon.com/typicalskeptic Check out what I'm selling: Typical skeptic podcast t shirts: https://merc.li/KmGQPE9Nb?sv=0 or use one of our affilliates: --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/typical-skeptic/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/typical-skeptic/support

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Greetings, we live again. todays topics are the queen, Chris Kaba and the unfortunate death. Iran and the morality police will there be change. we into other conversations finally ending on little mermaid and the outrage at traditional white characters that are fictional being cast as black. Hope you enjoy and feedback on this one is appreciated. Insta:@kingz_and_queen_pod Tweet:@kingz_N_queen Mail: kingznqueen@yahoo.com Any donations welcome and spare change for the cause. thanking you in advance and even listening and sharing, liking and subscribing is greatly appreciated PayPal.me/kingznqueen KIngznQueen nation……..Please follow and and add to our playlist we try to add songs every week. enjoy on the way home, to work, school, gym etc, but ask to only put songs with as least profanity as possible so it can be played loud amongst young members of the family. we trying to uplift our nation. enjoy https://open.spotify.com/user/jay-controlla/playlist/1xEkUeM8sOSW3TYvQ2EJnZ?si=wkJEb31nTTWdvf_OvHx7Og

In our fifth sermon in our Summer Theological Series answering the question, “Who is God?” we look at The God Who is Supreme, Soverign, and Most Powerful. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/reddemercolumbus/message

Gods Soverign Providence by Redemption Olds

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Welcome back to the show.   This week we deconstruct the merits behind the sovereign citizen movement.  Is there any merit to the ideology?  What about your primary domicile?  Next is police interrogation, discussed in the context of the Brandon Dassey and Christopher Lee Watts cases respectively.  Also, I interrogate Tony to find out if he can hold up to my impressive interrogation technique.  Finally, we ask ourselves...is entertainment evil?  Are we being pacified with dumb content?  Thanks for checking out the show.  Click through to our homepage for links to all of our content.  Later folks.  Have an awesome week.

This Children's bedtime story will help your kid fall asleep. Relax to this bible story meditation with background music and sound effects. Your child will sleep while the mind and body rest during this bedtime story as they learn that God works all things together for the good of those who love Him. For more kid's bedtime stories, download the Abide app: https://abide.co/awesome

Sunday Morning 13th February 2022 - Pastor Kendal Davies

Screw the real world (as we know it). Yes, you read that correctly. The real world can be a difficult place to navigate. If you need a reminder of who you are and the power you hold here it is. In the first podcast of the Breaking Reality series Beth, Sam, and Number 1 sit down with Kaleinohea, a Mother, Protector of Mauna Kea, breaker of colonized thinking, and queen standing in her truth. The power four discuss what it means to be sovereign in your own body and mind, how to love yourself, and that anger is a sacred feeling. Yes, there is a place for anger but where? Let us know on Facebook or Instagram what you think about the latest podcast.

WAKE UP SHEEPLE YOU FRIGGIN IDIOTS ITS TIME THAT YOU LEARNED THAT THE GOVERNMNET AND THE LIE-BRALS HAVE BEEN HIDING THE FACT THAT F YOU STAND ON A MAILBOX YOU ARE LEGALLY FEDERAL PROPERTY AND CAN THEREFORE EAT ALL THE PLASTIC STRAWS YOU WANT AND ALSO MY WIFE LEFT ME BECAUSE I KEPT SENIND DEATH THREATS TO CHILDREN OIN THE INTERNET AND NOW THE GOVERNMENT IS TRYING TO TAKE MY GUNS AWAY JUST BECAUSE I SHOT AT A COP WHO DID NOT TELL ME WHAT TIME IT WAS (WHICH IS GOVERNMENT CODE FOR MARITIME MARTIAL LAW!!!!!!!).  SO ANYWAY THE POINT IS YOU ARE A SHEEPELELE AND IF YOU EVER COME NEAR ME OR MY SON AGAIN I WILL KILL YO AND NOT GO TO JAIL BECAUSE I AM A CITIENSEN OF THE NATION OF WHITE ISRAEL WHICH IS LIKE IRELAND BUT COMBINED WITH JAPANE (THE WOMEN MOSTLY) SO DO NOT QUESTION OR CHALLENEG ME UNDER ANY CIRCIMSTANCES OR I KILL MURDER 1000 COPS BUT NOT THE GOOD COPS THE SECRET ILLEGAL OBAMAMA KIND WHO ARE WORKING FOR THE GOVERNMENT BUT NOT THE REGULAR BLUE COPS (NOT MARITIME POLICE) WHO ARE GOOD.  AMERICA CANT HANDLE ME BECAUSE IM THE JOKER.  THR TRUMP JOKER.  THE TOKER.  GET READY LIBTARDS IM GONNA DICK THE FLORUIDE OUT OF YOUR GENDERS CAUSE SHUT UP IDIOT EAT THESE BALLS AND GET READY TO RIDE STRAIGHT TO HELL ON THE USA FAKE MONEY NO MONEY CHINWSE CCP COROANA OBAMAMA VIRUS SUCK MY BALLS LIBTRARAD HELL YEAH NO TIME TO EXPLAIN JUST GET IN MY DOPE CORVETTE WERE GONNA RIP OFF THE LICENCESE PLATES AND DRIVE DOWN TO THE GENDER FACTORY AND MAKE SURE THESE ARAB LESBIANS KNOW WHOSE ROCKING WHOSE ROLLING AND THAT THE MONEY ISN'T REALLY AND ONE OF THESE DAYS I WILL BE THE JOKER BABY.  READ THE CONSTITUTTION WHERE IT SAYS IN CURSIVE PLAIN AS DAY THAT IF A PERSON IS TRAVELING ON THE LAND THEY ARE UNDER THE CONSTITUTION NOT THE 1818 DC ORGANIC IRONCORPOATION INVERSE STRAWMAN CODE OF THE CCP AND BRITISH ROYALS.  SO WHEN I AM TRAVELING ON THE LAND (LAND BEING A LEGAL TERM MEAING THE DIRT WHERE I LIVE IN BECAUSE IF YOU ARE ON THE LAND YOU ARE A CITIZIEN OF THE LAND) I CAM ROLL UP OIN THESE HOES AND LET THE KNOW THAT IF YOU UNDERSTAND THE METRIC SYSTEM THAN A.) GOLD BACKED CURRENCY LIBTARD AND B.) FREEDOM IS MY GOD GIVEN BLOOD FULLED RIGHT AND THERE IS NO AMOUNT OF LIEBRAL SUCK MY DICK THAT CAN CHANGE THAT FACT THAT I HAVE GOLD AND GUNS AND GOD AND ONE DAY I WILL CONSUMATE A JAPANESE WOMAN IEBRAL IDIOT THE TV JACKIE CHAN ADVENTURES WAS FULL OF CCP PROPOPGANDA DESIGNED TO CONVICE OR WORTHLESS GENDER CHILDREN THAN AIDS IS GOOD TO GET FROM A COCK AND IN YOUR ASS WHEN IN REALITY IT WAS NEVER ANY GOLD.  NO GOLD!!!!!!!! NOT EVEN ONCE! MARTIME LAW SAYS MY COCK IS NEVER AIDS AND EVEN THOIUGH THEY MIGHT TRY I WILL MURDER THEM WITH MY GUNS (INDENTIFY AS!!!!LOL GOLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IDIOT) SO JUST RTY ME BECAUSE I AM FREE UNDER GOD GUNS GOLD HAHAHAHAH! JOKER TIME! TRUMP JOKER!  PEOPLE SIAD I AWS CRAZY WHEN I SOLD MY HOUSE FOR FAKE DOLLARS BUT THE FLORUIDE GANEDER IDIOT ACCEPTED THEFAKE MONEY WHEN I EXCHANGED IT FOR REAL DOLLARS (ISRAEL? BANKS! NO, IDIOT SHEELPLE).  NOW I ROLL FREEMAN ON THE LAND STYLE JUST TELLING THE PEOPLE THE TRUST EVEN IN THEIR SLEEP AWND THEY SAY SHUT UP ABOUT JACKIE CHAN ADVENTURES (HAHHA! (THATS MY JOKER LAUGHT)) ITS TIME TO FAC ETHE MUSIC IDIOT LIBTARD WAKE UP 

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BLESSINGS FROM THE MARK HOWARD BROADCAST:On today's Mark Howard Broadcast:Bro. Tony tackles the very controversial and emotional issue of God's Sovereignty, and timing.How does your view of God's Sovereignty and timing  effect your healing, your finances, your relationship with our Father?Bro Tony, sheds much light on a most controversial and divisive topic in the Church.Listen and you will gain understanding, wisdom, knowledge and confidence in the GOODNESS of our FATHER!"BE HEALED, BE BLESSED AND BE A BLESSING" Bro. Tony MyersStay tuned for Bro. Tony December, visits!VISIT:TONYBELIEVES.com Email:YOUARELOVED@minister.comSupport the show (https://www.paypal.com/)

A new MP3 sermon from Covenant Presbyterian Church is now available on SermonAudio with the following details: Title: God's Soverign Good Pleasure Subtitle: Matthew Speaker: Lou Veiga Broadcaster: Covenant Presbyterian Church Event: Sunday Service Date: 10/10/2021 Bible: Matthew 11:25-26 Length: 48 min.

Inside this episodeMarie Diron of the Sovereign group discusses the outlook for non-investment-grade sovereign ratings and how they fared during the pandemic. Plus, Anushka Shah, also of the Sovereign group, examines the credit implications of lagging vaccination rates in the Asia-Pacific region. Related ContentMoody's Emerging Markets Hub Bringing clarity to ever-shifting credit dynamics across emerging economies.Non-Investment-Grade Sovereigns: Global Weak and delayed economic recovery will make it more challenging to restore fiscal and liquidity positions, 22 June 2021 The report highlights key rating trends for non-investment-grade sovereigns across the globe.Sovereigns – Asia Pacific: Lagging vaccinations pose risks to domestic demand; exports provide buffer for some, 23 June 2021 Infections have recently spiked in a number of economies where vaccination rates are low, but trade is providing a strong support to output in the more export-oriented economies.

The Soverign Love of God Romans 8.33-39 with Derricke Gray

Ricki and Brandon join Ramon on Morning Shot to talk about Bitcoin and how it helps people attain the status of Sovereign Individual.The Sovereign Individual is a person who is not held hostage by his government anymore as the rise of micro-processing and Bitcoin gives him the ability to rapidly move his wealth away from jurisdictions that seek to exploit him. To buy Bitcoin through Bitvice, go to www.bitvice.io

The practice of Christian Meditation helps us live with the peace of Christ. Relax to the sounds of ocean waves. With all the unknowns in life, what comfort can you find in a God who knows? Meditate on Psalm 139. Find peace and rest during this guided meditation for mind and body with deep breathing, prayer, and scripture. Use these meditations as a bible study in the morning to center yourself on the truth in God's word. For more Bible meditations, download the Abide app: https://abide.co/awesome

Sunday morning 21st of February, 2021 Joshua 9

BLACK FOLKS POSSESS 1.5 TRILLION DOLLARS OF ECONOMIC PURCHASING POWER, IF USED PROPERLY THE POWER OF BLACK DOLLARS CAN HAVE A TREMENDOUS IMPACT ON THE FANANCIAL MARKET, RIGHT HERE ON THIS PLANTATION CALLED AMERICA.

SAGE FRANCIS, SOVERIGN SYRE, BRIAN REDBAN - DATE: 01/07/2016

A Soverign mess: (Christmas message…manger=soverign mess) Acts 7:1-51