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They say new York drinking water is some of the cleanest— don't buy it!
I saw a billboard that said 8 glasses of tap water will prevent a heart attack.
That's because it already has so much asprin in it!
Yooo! Don't drink that!
“Some of the cleanest drinking water in the country”
Then what the fuck is in the tap water in the rest of the country?!
New York tap water ain't right! It's not.
Even my brita filter is like
“Well, I'll do my best”
But it doesn't.
I drink tap water out the brita filter and I'm still like
“Well geez, I'm sleepy”
Fuck that.
I moved to New York and had to double triple my budget for water.
“New York tap water is “potable”
What doe ther even mean.
Notice it's not the word “safe” or “healthy” or “clean”
It's “potable”
Which means—
It passes for people we don't really consider people anyway.
If you can't afford a real clean water then you deserve whatever's in this mess here—
“It's potable”
Don't trust that. This is coming from the same government that tried to tell us ketchup was a vegetable.
KETCHUP IS A VEGETABLE = NEW YORK DRINKING WATER IS SAFE TO DRINK.
THIS IS THE SAME LIE.
TRANSACRIPT:
(Uncorrected, cause this is a lot of words.)
We'll see how bad it gets. Good morning Krusty crew! you guys are Kusty crew now. I'm sure at least a few of you listeners are Krusty, like my morning voice. Hello. This episode is brought to you by Amazon. I'm just kidding. They're not paying me. However, I always have like a particular difficulty, like retrieving my Amazon fresh order, and I'm pretty sure so that it's it's so that I can come back on here and be like,Yo, okay, like what the fuck is up with Amazon? And allthough I don't think they need advertising. I haven't seen an actual television and like years, but I've never seen a commercial for Amazon. I've never seen a commercial like they don't need it. They fucking totally cornered the market on every fucking thing you need. Everything. like to the point that some people are like specifically like anti-amazon, which I don't know, I think I want to pride myself on being anti-amon for a while, but really Amazon was like anti-me. They're like your identity. You're sketchy. Now, who are you? I like I couldn't I couldn't Amazon for the longest time and it caused me the greatest difficulty in my life. I was literally paying like more for everything that I needed period. There was no like there was no finagling. I just love finagling. I don't know why. There't there was no getting around it. Like I couldn't just like oh, like here's a here's a fucking alternative to Abbott, there's no alternatives. Like I found companies in the process of doing that that I do like, but like I still have to revert back to Amazon because like most of those companies are like really good, like sustainable companies and like organic companies and like even small businesses, but at the same time, because they are those things, they cost me more and so it's like I can't afford like not to do this anyway. what's going on? We get an episode today. Well, we get we get an episode. We according to this Amazon hall, by the way took two days, like I thought that I was making an order because I was well, here here it is. It's like this was my equivalent for like drunk ordering anything. I don't drink. But if there, you know, if there's like a close, you know, like, I don't know. I don't think I could actually manage to my indigenous heritage kind of grants me like a certain functionality when drinking, although there's like a level. There's like a limit. Like I go from completely functional and like cooperative to no, like very quickly. So I don't think that I could be the type of like blacked out drunk person to order on Amazon. But if I were, this is this is the order I would have made. I guess you could I guess you could kind of compare the fact that like I went out after, what, two days of not working out? I had to go run an errand and that was the worst. That was the worst. I went out in New York ugly for the first time and I went out in New York ugly for the first time in a long time because I I was like, okay, I learned my lesson. like don't be ugly in New York. So I went out ugly because I didn't care. I was like, okay, well, I have to do this fucking errand and everything was bad. Everything went wrong. Everything was bad because well, I mean like I blamed myself I wasn't working out. I think I ran like a considerable amount that day and did like maybe 15 minutes on the pelone, but it wasn't enough. because I I went out and like lights were flickering and there was I was like, what? fucking side dimension is this is not where I live? This is not the place, this is not the place. and so I went out and I had a horrible time, and when I came back, I was like, fuck it, I'm hungry. and I'm pretty sure I just did what's fucked up is damn, I meant to Google. I meant to Google whatever the fuck the thing is that you do before Passover. I'm pretty sure it's called Schchitz. Like I'm not 100% sure because I keep telling myself like I'm gonna Google that. Passover is literally like tomorrow. But also I just got rice. And I left lintils off of my I think lintils is a no, no. I think it's disputed. Like people are like lintels and oats and some people are like yes, and some people are like no. And I'm like,Yo, dude, well, I'm vegan. And a lot of Jews are not, so I mean, like can't we just like substitute, but like the whole point of schitz or whatever you call it, I need to look it up. I'm pretty sure it's Fish. Sch fits like 90% sure, but that's I mean like 90 still 90's and A. It's a low A, but it's an A. And so I think it's something close. I think it starts with the S and ends with a Z like most Jewish and or Yiddish slang terms. or words. I don't know, I love Jews. I'm obsessed with them. I've been thinking about going to like actual services on Saturdays. However, I I like I find it hard to actually move myself on Saturdays in New York. I'm like there's too much. It's too much. It's too much. I don't wanna be out. fuck this. I don't wanna go out even if it's like too a Jew church, like it might be worth it. Especially if it was like like you know, nothing like Mormon church, not in the middle of the day for five hours. Not in the middle of the day for five hours, it might be. I mean, like I don't I don't know. I don't know anything about the actual, like I don't know anything about that shit. I just have it somewhere in my body. I'm like Jew things. hello Jews. anyway. it's no secret. I love Jews. I love Mormons. I actually like all the people. especially people who practice religiously like religiously. I'm like, oho, dude, like, well, I mean like they're extremists, but they're extremists atheists. so I mean like both of like just to be an extremist in any way is wrong. I worked very, very minimally for in for an extremist vegan last year, and I'm still traumatized by it. I still like he grabbed my backpack to keep me from fucking catching the bus and which, by the way, was the day that I lost my wallet. I specifically blame that. like I blame him for that. like I dropped my wallet because he was like, oh, we have to do this or we have to do a group hug. And he like, I was like, oh, nope, my bus is coming and he grabbed the in and he grabbed the back of my backpack and like for some reason now he grabbed the back of my backpack and I was like, what the fuck you doing? He was like, we have to do a group hug. And then I was like, yo, and then I ended up running for the bus and like g getting paid and not having my wallet with me by the time I got back to my apartment, cause I was like shaking him. I was like, the fuck are you pulling on me? Now every time I get every time I get caught on something, I cuss that motherfucker out. like, I don't know. I don't know if it has any direct, like effect on him, cause like every time, every time I get caught on something, and I feel like the motion of a pull, I I just start cussing him out in my brain. I'm like,uck this dude. I hate you. But anyway, I hated him for a lot of reasons. I didn't quit that job cause he paid in cash at the end of each day. It was like he was like one of those horrible people that's like bro, I don't like and everybody knew it and everybody like tipted and walked on eggshells around this motherfucker. But like he paid in cash. He paid in cash tax free at the end of each day, so it was like, yo, if you could get through the end of each day without quitting, you get your whole paycheck today, which and he was paying like a pretty living wage like over minimum wage for New York. So I was like, okay, all right. But I think that I think that was the game. It was like I was supposed to quit because he was like he was terrible. and it was like, why haven't you quit yet? I'm like, he pays in cash. At the end of the day, like all I have to do is suffer through this fruit. however long it takes to get cash at the end of the day. Then I drop my wallet and that was a terrible thing because he paid in cash at the end of the day and I dropped my wallet and nobody's turning in a fucking wallet with a full paycheck of cash in it. So I never got that wallet back and then I well, we could call it like a draw not too long after because he he was like, why haven't you quit yet? I'm going to make you quit. I'm like, you will not make me quit. I will get paid cash at the end of this day. Cash. Anyway, anyway, it's tax free cash, daily, I'll be back. Anyw, what's going on? Oh, I don't know. I don't know. Was that saying something about Amazon? Oh, extremists. I mean, like I don't I don't think that has anything to do with anything, but being extreme oh, he is extremist vegan. Like he would do mean things to you to try to make you be like oh, I give up meat completely and like veganism is one of those things where it's like it's like alcoholism. Like you have to be ready to change. You get or like ear anything, honestly. like any kind of whatever, like you can't make a person do anything until they're ready. Like you can try, but like most of the time the behavior is just gonna revert back to itself like overeating not working out not working out, like the sugar, like dietary changes, like pretty much any like major behavioral changes have to be initiated by that person for like a personal reason. Like you and even if you are going to convince them to change in some way, you have to like you have to suit them. You have to make it kind of seem like it's their idea. Like you can't just force your ideas onto somebody and be like, oh, you're you know what, you're right. Like I would change because you were this fucking mean to me. I'm like, that doesn't make actually, you know what, after a year of going out at New York, I was like, fine. And then I remembered why because I was like, it's not that bad, whatever, sweatuit and I had fucking I've been getting a lot of work done, so I had my nails like Cardi B long for a while, but then I was like, this is inefficient. if for the things that I have to do, like the amount of things that I have to do with my hands, I can get all this done quicker and then do my nails again later as's not gonna be like that big of a deal, because it, you know, like it you do just figure out a different way to do things with your hands. It's like almost like the nails aren't there, except for typing. And I type very fast and I work very fast, so I'm like, okay, like, these nails gotta go. And so they went. And so I've just been down back to bare bones and like natural hair and no makeup and like yo, yesterday, yes, because I did this twice because I was like once you do it once, I was like I was already like in the bottom of like people scowling at me and shit. So I was like, okay, well, you know, scowls, whatever, I can do this again because I have like one more errand and this dude, this kid this kid that works at the Walgreens was like, oh, I thought you were a terrorist. Like, he didn't say that, but he did. He was like he was like, I thought you were gonna lay down and like, I thought it was over. I thought you were gonna like pull out a can of C4 and blow us all up. And I was like, what? And I forgot that I was like usually like when I go out pretty people treat me nice cause duh. felt like when I go out like regular, people are like oh, like oh, like I'm like, oh, is it that bad? That's what I told the kid, cause I forgot like, I'm just so used to like, I'm still the same consciousness. I'm still the same personality on the inside like it don't matter like, you know, like I just ran here. I I'm like high on endorphins or whatever. likeT's like he was like, oh, like, oh, and I was like, oh, God, is it that bad? I have like a cone head because I'm wearing a bun, but I'm also wearing a hat and a hood, cause it's been nicely cold. It's been great and I I'm worried about the environment cause it's not raining. It's spring, like we're about the hop straight from like the dead of winter to summer and it like and I know it's almost summer because it was like 9 pm last night and the sun had just gone down. I was like, oh, that's fucked up. It's spring again. I was like no, as bad news. It's like that's bad news. It hasn't rained once. Like how are the fucking people? Like, what is the birth doing? Because I mean, like the P people are bad. Well, I mean, like no, not necessarily. I just hadn't like, honestly, the people are always the same. It's like perception, so like when I do my hour on the pelotone and my mild minimum run or whatever, and then I go out into the world, I'm like literally don't like all that shit like bounces off of me. Like the people are still shitty. I'm sure of it. but like I'm just just don't care. It's like a shield live like indoor friends feeling at my peak. That's what I feel. But lately I haven't been feeling great so I haven't been working out, so I haven't I haven't been feeling great because I haven't been working out and it is it has the possibility to be what's it called a vicious cycle, but it did it. Like I was I realized it right away that I was like, oh, this is this is wrong. This is wrong, I don't live here. I don't live here, and I had a very good hour on the pillot last night because two two days ago, I was like, oh, this is this is what happened. I went out and I came back and I was feeling like negative. I was like, no, that was a bad experience. I' hungry now because, you know, sometimes anxiety causes my stomach to churn in a way that's like just fill it with something. And I'm like, okay, usually I understand like anxiety, eating and I can avoid it. Like I understand that like, okay, this is stress or whatever. and I can like, you know, just fill my stomach with water as I'm not hungry. I'm like nervous. I'm not hungry I have anxiety. Like most of the time people eat because they're bored, not because they're hungry. And so I'm like, you know, I'm I don't I haven't I don't mind at all. And so I kind of refuse to allow myself to get bored, but like I do notice like like I eat more when I put like, okay, this this Amazon hall says to me that I'm about to make some ball music because it is the equivalent of something that's like I would have done in a state of like a different state of mind or consciousness as if I were drinking. This this like, okay, like our only emptied it pre-pisode because I was sure that I was like, oh, I know I have ice cream in here. I finally found the fucking bin and Jerry's that I wanted. I was so sick of going to the store and looking through fucking like container after container of bin and Jerry's and not finding the one that I rigid like the first one that I picked up, the first time that I decided like, I'm going to give n non-air Ben and Jerry's a try. I've tried all the other expensive fucking ice creams vegans, and I'm for the most like oh, this one's kind of got like ice chips in it's like freezer burnt tasting this one melts funny and turns into like a gelatinous goo. So I'm like okay Ben and Jerry's like knows what the fuck they're doing and they do what's fucked up about Ben and Jerry's is they're non-airy tastes and is texturized, like they regular ice cream. So it's like the closest thing to regular ice cream. I don't get paid by the way, by any of these people. However, I am like now getting into like the the likeet verse of doing things because I have to because I'm like I make too much music for people not to know about it. Like whether it's gonna be like mediocre bass music or eventually like, I don't know, the most legendary bass music of all time. I now have goals. Well, I mean, like I kind of entered into this DJ thing with like the one thing. I was like, okay, like, if I can't be this, like, what is the point of being like anything else if I can't be this good at doing that, like why would I even like and then I realized I'm like, oh, I'm doing like a house oriented sets, but like, yo, I came here for dubstep. Like, what? oh, are we going to talk about some? We have to talk about subtrronics because I can't I'm like, yo, I can't like, what? Like, I understand as a like, I'm I'm a double fan now because I okay, let's finish all these things. Don't go out in New York ugly. Just don't be ugly in New York. Just don't do it. Just try. just try. just try and New York will give you back an energy what you fucking like it's you you get out of it what you put in. Just try, try. I see people wearing less croccks now. This is good, like, but my equivalent of not wearing crocs is like yo like hair and makeup every day, like non-negotiable. Don't be ugly. I'm like, okay, all right, whatever. I get an out, that kid was like, oh, are you a terrorist? I was like, what the fuck, kid? Like, you were you were nice to me the other day. I'm the same person. I'm the same person making the same transaction, what the fuck? Anyway, so I got back from my errands feeling just totally destroyed. and I made this Amazon hall, but I thought that I was gonna eat in a few hours, whatever I was ordering instead of two days from when I was ordering, they were like, oh no, this is the next available delivery window. I was like that is a deficit to like my like, what if I don't want it two days from now? This is technically an impulse decision based on the fact that I'm reacting badly to whatever the fuck just happened outside. Actually, you know what, though. I just unpacked this fucking Amazon hall, which, by the way, I get the most expensive and non-exciting Amazon haul of all time. The only is like of all time, every time I order Amazon, I'm disappointed unless dish soap or like, I don't know, cleaning supplies. I get like a certain I'm like, yes, it's here. Lysyle has a new fucking scent that I'm just I adore it. I'm like, yo, yo, this doesn't smell like anything I've smelled before for like cleaning. It's like the fabulosa ofysol, which why haven't I just been using fabuloso? Fabuloso used to be mad cheap. Now everybody like caught on to the fact that fabuloso is one of the best multiurpose cleaners ever like of all time. No, they're not paying me either, but I don't really care. Like my whole new thing is like, my whole new thing is like everybody's like subscribe this and fucking $15 a month and like y, dude, you're sucking everybody's income out of them, like everybody who's living under a certain level of fucking like everybody who can't just buy things flat out has to buy them on a subscription and if you count up all the subscriptions like that's like the whole like the common American worker right now, like the common one, like not the, oh, I have an okay job or like, you know, you should just get an education or like, whatever you're elitist mentality makes you think that like your life and your privilege is not like your life and your privilege is your merit. That's I'm not talking about you because you skated through life on your genetics, basically, and you think that you earned what you have, but you didn't. Your grandparents and their parents did and blah, blah, blah, and your lucky that way. But the rest of us are out here like $15 a month for this $20 a month for that. and it adds up to like your entire income is like, okay, after your living expenses like you're still gonna be in like a pretty unshakable amount of debt. because you're like, okay, well, I mean, like I can't afford to do it flat out. Like if I did all these subscriptions at once, flat out, and each of them is like 200 hundred a year, if I did them all flat out, I would be like, I don't know, like at least 5K like a year just like at once. I don't have that. Most people don't have that. and so it's like, okay, well, you can break it down and this is how the businesses are fucking people. They're like oh well, I mean like you can pay for it monthly but it's actually more monthly. Like you save money if you do it yearly, but it's like oh, but if I need everything pretty much all at wants if I need everything pretty much all at once and I can't afford to do everything all at once by the year, I'm actually going to pay more doing it by the month, but I can only afford to do it by the month. So this is the thing that's like fucking with me. I'm like, oh, you guys are fucking with people. What's my point? Oh, I don't know, oh, everybody's being fucking greedy as fuck, which is is just leaving a bad taste in my mouth for humanity at all. I'm like, you greedy motherfuckers. Like, I might live this life in an in an ideal way for now, but it is a temporary space of like discomfort in order for me to observe and understand, like, how better my energy can be suited in the next don't I don't. I mean, like my next incarnation needs to be like a body list, like orb of air and light. Like that's I don't want another like human body, because first of all the planet is like unless you guys find like another habitable planet. and like, I'm not in the I'm not in the fucking level yet where they're gonna be like, oh, like you're fucking worth saving, like we'll take you to our like, we'll take you to our Elysium in space, where only the elite people and the people that we deem worthy will be here and we'll leave like pretty much Hollywood's been telling us forever. They're like, yo, we're gonna leave all the poor ugly, colored people on this planet. and like, when this planet is like destroyed by it by pretty much our doing. And we're gonna like float on some kind of system and space because we have no idea for like a second, like a close enough habitable planet for us to then, like just move on to, like, I don't care what you say, like repopulating Mars is dumb. It is dumb. It is dumb. It's not a fucking it's not a happy place. Like because at one point, because at one point it was a habitable planet. And guess what? we're we're pretty destructive species. It's just historically and like beyond historically, because typically once we destroy ourselves, like as a species, all of our knowledge all of our knowledge and records are destroyed with us. So we have this like, we have this sense of knowing within our like within our mega that's like, oh, if something happened here. But what? And some people have actually access to that within their minds and within their consciousness. It's like, oh yeah, it's like, like, yeah, a lot ofass music producers are like, what, you think I'm from here? I don't give a fuck about this. I don't give a fuck about this. I'm like, I get it. Like this is just for now. This is just for now. I might be included in this, but also I'm like, yo, dude, like I'm pretty environmental when it comes down to like this planet is, you know, anyway. was I just saying, don't be ugly in New York. Oh, okay, so I made this Amazon fucking hall, like a drunk fucking person. Although, like a drunk person, I was kind of looking out for my future self because there's a lot of stable, like there's a lot of pantry staples in here that's like, bro, you won' run out of food. like you might have rice blowat, but you won't run out of food because sometimes I do sometimes I spring so much for the organic and for the like for the like vitamin packs, like superfoods they call it superfoods, but those are just regular foods. Like if you strip down all the foods that are not foods, like all the foods that are actually just like chemical and overprocessed, like if you took all those things off the planet, because they shouldn't exist really anyway. Like you would be left with what they call superfoods or what they market as superfoods that are actually just foods. like, no, these are the foods that you were technically like designed to eat. These are the foods that will fuel your energy for whatever the fuck you have to take on. This is the food that you're like you're made to eat. But they call it superfoods and market it as such and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I just got bored. Anyway, what the fuck was that saying? Oh, I took I had like had a hand and creating my next masterpiece. Because I got things that I typically don't. I'm I don't fuck with things like that, like snack foods. But as I said before, like we're not produced that snack, I really do, and I haven't been snacking because I'm like, oh dude, like it's not worth it. I'm I'm New York vein like also have these DJs are just like so skinny, and I'm just like, oh, this body shaving, you can't say that or. I'm like, no, like I aspire to be that. so that people actually pay attention not for what I'm doing, but how I look. So trust me, I'm assimilating. I really am. Oh, which, by the way, I have a discord now. I don't know what the fuck it's for. I have no idea I also have a twitch. I have a twitch. There's nothing on it. I have I have pretty much everything. I even got a Snapchat. I haven't had a sn Snapchat since Ollie died because Ollie was my only sn Snapchat friend as it I have a sn Snapchat. This is all for music though. It's not like when I think about it, I'm like oh, this is the dumbest fucking shit ever and I'm do it when I'm fucking I'm actually figuring out like I'm using like I have TikTok eww and well what's great about it is I am using it like as a business tool so I'm not stuck on the shit like I'm not I am scrolling now, but not I'm like what's weird is like my energy is like looking for something. I'm like oh like okay, like this DJ posted something or like this might want a free copy of my fucking of my music to play or whatever. So I should hit them up. Like as I'm using it as a business platform more than like a social platform because I'm just not just not a social person. It doesn't make sense to be, but now I'm understanding like with the feedback that I'm getting that like, oh, this is how you do it. Like I'm not gonna get a job in this industry unless I assimilate to like what I'm hoping doesn't happen is that I assimilate too much because now all of a sudden I'm like I should get a vape I should get a vape like all the kind that I like are illegal in New York. And I'm actually really proud of the fact that I quit vaping when I got here like when I got here because I was thinking that I was traveling outside of the country and like I didn't want to be like I don't know, traveling outside of the US makes me feel like I'm an ambassador for my country so I don't want to represent my country badly. However, I feel like the actual chosen representatives of the country are not doing like the greatest job. so it doesn't matter what I do like because they are technically the ambassadors to this country like they like I'm pretty much aware like a stamp on my head that has their fucking face and or name on it when I go outside the country anyway I don't know I I usually try to assimilate in that way when I travel outside of the country like learn to speak like you're not American because most countries have an opinion about that. They're like oh you're an American deer, they're you're stupid. I'm like I'm not arguing. How many miles is a kilometer? Can you translate this before we hold up? Let me get Google translate? I'm I'm American, man. I'm American to the point where I have the fucking math doesn't make sense. Like it doesn't make sense. Apple pie, I yeah, apple pie. However, though, I realized because of this, and my indigenous heritage, I have kind of like a like a weird, I don't know, I can't I amm not sure. Like I think because of the way that I've decided to craft my lifestyle, I have like kind of an upperhand advantage at like understanding culture, like understanding culture just culturally, like what has happened from like the inside of the like the like the corporate, like conglomerate capitalists, like like set epicenter. Well, I don't know. I've been reading enough about China to be like wow, China. Also, I't I'm loving this. I'm getting I'm getting feedback on my fucking like my what's it called? My stats or whatever. And I don't have a lot of fans and followers, which is sad, which by the way, if you're listening to this, like check check out my other big gold check out the YouTube. It's at the festival project by the way YouTube YouTubeube.com slash at because it's weird that they have like for their backslashes, but it's at the festival project I'm the festival project. There's a whole bunch of people trying to really like I've been telling people that my project is the festival project for a while and now all these people are coming out of nowhere like I'm the festival project. I'm like, you are not. Like, you are not the festival project. Stop lying on yourself. I'm the festival project. I've always been the festival project, at the festival project, that's me, not anybody else. That's you, technically, like the letter you, with no check mark because I'm not paying for that shit. Would I become notable enough to have a Wikipedia page, they'll put the fucking check mark on it for me. I ain't paying for it. I'm paying for it the fuck that like that's like you could buy a grabby award now. I'm sure that you can. I' 100% sure that you could do that. Which is sad and it's likeo, dude, I actually like I what's it? I I don't know. I think I come from a weird world where it's like I hold the academy to like such high regard that it's like I'm like the fact that I'm like pretty certain that you could buy a Grammy makes me sad because it's like like I don't know this whole oh, that's what I was saying. I'm giving away all my shit for free because everybody's greedy motherfuckers. Like I'm giving away my music for free like the album that I dropped yesterday all the rage is 100% free. All you have to do is go on my website and download it. That's it like you don't even have to spend money on a subscription for a streaming service like you could just go get that at my website www.mU.uru. That's the website you can just download whatever the fuck I haven't put all my music up there because honestly I'm I'm realizing how much music I have and like how long I've been making music and I'm like, oh you're like oh okay, first of all, I'm like it's gonna be it's hard it's hard enough for me to just format it and put it on a flash drive just to like have all my music together because I've made it over time and so the expand it it's just a lot like it's just a lot all my music's not in one place, all my mixtapes are not in one place. I just got to sound cloudy yesterday. I only got a SoundCloud to enter a fucking beat making contests the first time I've ever done anything like that like I've entered DJ contests so I can try to get a job, but I've never done a beat making contest, so I've never had to actually like condense my creative space into like a one minute thing. And so, I don't know, I really enjoyed doing that, but it's not something that I was looking at the other contest, they were like, it's for a clout. I'm like, that's stupid. I don't want to waste time on clout. Cloths not gonna pay my bills, anyhho. Clout. Oh, what was I saying? Oh, I was supposed to talk about subtrronics, my Galypes, refrigerator. These Ecuadorian bananas. Okay, I have a like I eat a lot of bananas because bananas and for whatever reason, if found bananas like synonymous with New York City, I always have even before before I lived here, I think it's just because it was like the cheapest thing that I could find is like bananas like bananas. That's what I gonna eat bananas. So I always just kind of like for some reason it was like, oh, from in New York, I need bananas. Now I live in New York and I'm like I see why. But now I'm like my flavor palate is changing to be more specific and so I'm like a banana connoisseur, but I finally like I landed on a I landed on bananas. I landed on bananas that I just love so much. First of all, they're huge, they're huge. I also like these really tiny bananas that are like sweet and little and like they have a very specific taste, and I like the red ones, and yo, that lady when I lived in Mexico, she was so elusive, like she came she was the only lady in the whole place with red bananas and like these red, these really tiny red bananas have like the like they're the best bananas I've ever tried. But the second bananas, the second best bananas I've ever tried are Ecuadorian bananas. and I'm like, yo, dude, first of all, they are huge. Like they're big thick, they're like big, they're big and they're d they're big, big, perfectly sized bananas. good girth. good, nice, just good bananas. They're huge. and uh I don't know, like I started going to the store and then I stopped going to it because rac is oops, I'm not supposed to say that. I I just realize something. I realize something about the world like that you can't even you can't even insinuate like a conversation about race. Like people people will get like people start to get upset, like one way or another. Like I said, extremism on both sides exists. I don't like I can't I'm I'm post racial. Like I can't pick a side anyway like you're gonna put me on one side or another based on your perception of who I am or what I do but like I'm completely like I'm like literally the most neutral thing that ever like literally the most neutral thing that ever. And so what was I just saying, oh, I don't know, I went into a hole. Acuadorian bananas. We'll just we'll just re her back to Acuadorian bananas. Yes, extremism, no. Ecuadorian bananas, yes. They are the best. They are the best, and not only is the size perfect, but the flavor of the banana is just a little bit different from like Guatemalan bananas or Mexican bananas, like no, Ecuadorian bananas. And so now I've gotten into the habit of like, I found another store that has Ecuadorian bananas, thank goodness, because like when I stopped going to the other store, I was like god damn it, they have the Ecuadorian bananas. like that was the one thing from there that I liked and the Uber pancakes. But we'll it's okay. That controversial episode, which I'm like, what's it called? referencing may or may not er. I need to it's like a twohour episode that I did in an emotional kind of turmoil. I need to check that episode to see if I want to air it. It might it might not. Like it could just be like deleted, because I felt like it was forced. I was like why are you try why are you trying to make me act out of my fucking character? Fuck you. Like I don't like when people try to force things. So that sometimes happens where people will come out of the woodwork and be like, talk about this experience. And I'm like, "Yo, dude, you just cornered me into making me feel like unsafe and not great. I don't necessarily and then it was like the energy was like, okay, I have to talk about this, but I didn't like the way that it made me feel. So the fact that it felt forced was like eh but I definitely earned that next tattoo. I'm I'm behind on tattoos I have two tattoos that I have to get it. I definitely earn that one. I earn that one with the help of Erica body, but I'll explain that in some in the multiverse and legends things later. I don't understand how things work sometimes in the universe, but that was one of those things I was like this is this is not even a synchronicity. This is like a this is an experience. We'll see if that episode's worth posting, but either way, I in the tattoo, I earn the tattoo beforehand, that was just the solidification, I think. Anyhho. what the fuck is I say? Ah, Ecuore bananas, yes, yes. Because it makes me think like like, if their bananas are like this, what are their women like? Like, I could give no fucks about the men. I'm not a lesbian, but like, I'm thinking in the way of like a I'm thinking in the masculine way that's like, you know, if they're bananas tastes like this, like, what are their women like Ecuadorian bananas? I think about that, because I'm like yod dude, like my taste profile is based on my diet. So, if these bananas come from Euador, like, what else comes from Ecuador that's fucking perfect. probably women. I don't believe in perfect men. I mean, like perfect looking, sure, perfect acting, sure, a combination of these things to together, rare, but like a per perfect women exist all over the place. Like perfect men. I don't think is a thing. I don't think it is. And that's not me being sexist or like because honestly, if you listen to the way that I speak, like being like a I don't have a preference for gender, just don't be a fucking sh shit hole of a human being. Like I don't care what you are, how you are, like just be cool, you know, like B peaceful and mind your manners and shut the fuck up. I mean like I'm not trying to silence people, but like be mindful of your environment. You know what I'm saying? Be mindful of people around you because there are so many there so many. And you are the focus I to try to say Acuadorian bananas, yes, as good. Are we ready to talk about subronics? Did I talk about all my websites and stuff? We have a discord. It's I think you can find me on discord at blue the guru and it's the same on twitch. I haven't posted anything to twitch yet. I did. I did tape a couple of my performances, but they were horrible. They were horrible and honestly they were just so that I could enter a contest so I could try to get a job. Like that was it. I did that. I was like, well, I have to do something because you you miss 100% percent of the chances you don't take. I believe truly in that so like I would rather enter something that's like mediocre and at least be on the radar and be like, hey, I'm trying. Like I'm really trying with all the things that like all the things that I'm going through and all the work that I have to do like I'm at least trying to get my work seen and I'm at least trying to put it out there and like, you know, the odds of me winning at something like that, especially if it is last minute and it is like mediocre and I know it's not my best performance, which, by the way, I think okay, people really like, oh, this is what I was saying about my audience. One, people really like talkatoo. That's one of my first actual productions, okay? It has almost no technique whatsoever. Well, it does, and I I did work like really hard on it, but like yo, I made that song in a tree, literally a tree, like like a tree. People like this song. It's for some reason gotten really popular, like no out of nowhere. Like people are like this song. I'm like, really? I made that in a tree with no plugins, no I'm pretty sure it's all stock samples. People love it. People love that song, but honestly it is one of my like it is it like it mixes with everything, talking to like if you need like a filler song and I think it is long enough that's like, yo, dude. Like, if you need to go to the bathroom or whatever, like this song is like the song rocks. And honestly, I don't know why that well, I mean, like that song is special. It was the first song I ever heard played back on a system at a festival. because I was like, like here's my music, whatever. And I didn't expect because the DJ was like,, you suck. And I was like, and just be just looking at me because I like ran up during a fucking uh, like a power outage at this fucking rave. I was like, yo, like this this might be the only time that I could actually talk to the you you miss 100% of the chances you don't take. So I was like, okay, like, this might be the only time I could talk to this guy. The power just went out and I was like, then now is my chance because like otherwise mid party and it was a good party, like it was a good one. It was a good it was it was a good one. It was a really great. It was a really great. um but, yeah, that was the first time I ever heard my music played back because I like ran up and I was like yod like here here's me, here's my music, here's a flas I have like you could keep it. has my music on it and it had I think at the I think it just had copy and paste on it like that whole EP was done and so a copy and paste is just talk to this other song called Nero, which has me like hand drumming on it, which is a cool song too. I use the Ableton push. I love the Ableton push and I had to forfeit it because it wasn't going back in my luggage. I couldn't afford it. So somebody fucking I feel charitable about this. Somebody inherited a $1200 at the time that it's depreciated, somebody inherited what I paid $1200 for for free, I think we're even. Anyway, um I add in uteroakatu and 43 on it. That's copy and paste and like, I I ran up during a blackout and I was like here. like, here's my stuff. And he was so annoyed. The DJ was so fucking annoyed. He was like, what are you saying? Like, and if they were like, the powers are, we can't get the power to come back on. so like people had started like a drum circle over in the corner and some people were leaving, they're like, you know, when the power goes out of a fucking festival or a rave like first of all, it's not a it's not a slammer. Like it's not a banging fucking festival and or rave if the power doesn't go out at least once or the cops come. Like if there's no raid, people don't get raided these days, do they? Yeah, that used to bring like a certain element of fucking like fear and excitement that like, yo, this party might only last five minutes. Let's get it anyway. It's New York old New York rave culture. hey, they're having a party over here because we're having a party over here but like shut down that party. Snitches in New York have always been a thing. like, if somebody over there is doing something that competes with your business, like you snitch on them, that would that's old school dance music culture. That's what they used to do, like those little preppy and we're not gonna put a color to it, but those little preppy boys that were like doing the old school, like underground, like break it in raves. Like that's what they were doing. They were like, oh, he's uh doing a there's a party over here in a secret place over here that shouldn't be. But those people were also doing a party and they wanted all the fucking people to come to their party and said that that party. So they were just snitch. They were just like hey, I got a tip. I got a tip on these motherfuckers. And then and then the other party would get shut down and everybody would be like, rolling balls, be like okay, we're still need a I need a party, like where's the other party? And there would always be somebody from the other party there to like usher people to the other party, like, I know where the party is. Yeah, these people. Anyway, I have I have such a love for the culture. What what the fuck was I just saying? Oh, one people have talked to which I made in a tree. That's almost that's almost discouraging. I'm like, yo dude, I'm footing in all this fucking like putting in all this extra work and like this fucking sound design and engineering and like trying to fucking trying to achieve subtronics but sober. Ha ha I'm like, uh, I'm also like ten years older than this kid. at least, excuse me, I don't know what the fuck is happening. Coffee early in the morning. Is my nose running or is it just like, oh, it's almost summer, so we're getting moist in the bitch, like we're just gonna get tepid for the next six months with no rain. Like it's gonna be like the moistures in the air. Enjoy that crawls. anyway I need to figure out what the fuck is schitz is or if that's what it's called. the longer I stay in New York. The easier it is for the old Jew and me to fucking arise. Ugh Anyway, what the fuck was I just saying? Oh, I love this about my statistics. My fans, although there are a few of them are speckled all over the world. I still don't know where Kazakhan is. but I think I have I have a couple listeners in Kazakhstan and they're in two different cities. I'm like that's pretty incredible to me. I was likeYo, dude, where the fuck is Kazakh stand? I don't know. I also found like, okay, like I don't I don't know where half these places are, but like I don't wanna go there although this place this one particular place I'm like oh dude, I don't know where the fuck you're at. I don't know where the fuck you're at and nobody knows where the fuck you're at cause I tried to look you up on a map and it was too distinctively like non places. I was like, is it this place or this place? And they're like it could be this place where that place? And I'm like cracked, but where is it? They're like nowhere, don't worry about it. I'm like damn! Okay, but I have a family there, so that's cool. I got fans all over the world, but they're like speckled. They're not, you know, by the hundreds or millions or billions. Are we gonna talk about that? Eventually, eventually, yes, we'll talk about my love of late night television. Yes, we have talked about that. But not right now. Because that could easily take up a whole episode, easily take up a whole episode. If you ever want to know the state of like if you ever want to know the state of mainstream, America, just check late night, because honestly, that's just like an anchor man dressed up in a little monkey suit as to whatever the fucking day people were talking about reiterated for the night people to understand. It's the same news. They are part of the news networks. I've just realized this cause I'm like oh no that's more like entertainment oh, it's the news. It's just the news kind of funny. It's just the same news that like whatever the NBC oh no, okay, like let's not NBC. Oh, yeah, NBC is doing enough right now. like go. No wonder why they didn't want causeby to buy the network, they would've fucked up their plans. He would have fucked up their plans. I'm like, I don't know what he was gonna do with MBC, but like he would have fucked up whatever they're doing now. That's why they prevented that. They were like, no. no, we have plans. They they're for the foreseeable future. Anyway, let's not NBC, because there's also CBS and uh that's it. At this point, I'm like, yeah, I'm pretty sure they're just like moving towards like the like a mass conglomeration of like, we're all the same. I'm like kind of like, and what's funny is they outfit themselves to pretend that they're like, I like this is so funny how left leaning it is when like all y' motherfuckers swing right easily. But I'm like, okay, I understand that this is for the masses, the masses are left swing. I'm like, okay, this is politics again, let's not do this. But everything is, it really is. Anyway, oh my go, what'll talk about my love for late night honor diff episode completely. Well, I mean, like we have a season devoted to it. We do, because I'm like, oh, they have to be like included in this in into the multiverse in legends, because like basically all of the mainstream pop culture like go like flows through late night TV. like that's where it goes. Like if you heard about it, you probably heard about it on late night TV because it is media like that's like anybody who's anybody goes through late high TV. I will not talk about all of I mean like there's so many different there's not really variations. I just said what it is. They're basically anchormen that are disguised not as anchorman. They are giving you the same news from the morning time news or the daytime talk shows, but watered down so that it seems like different news, but it's not as the same news all day. They work for the network, the network works for the dest network work for it themselves. What the fuck? I haven't figured this out yet, like on an intellectual level, I'm starting to, but it's one of those things where it's like mm kid, curiosity killed the cat. Curiosity killed and skinned many cats. Don't look here. I'm like, I got it, I get this. I got it, shut up. Shut up. Let me sit my fucking mug. guys when it comes down to it, I am assimilating well enough to be like, okay, I'm on Instagram twitch. Fucking I'm on Twitter, which is now X. I don't know. I think so. I have it. It's there like I don't use it or anything, but like I'm trying to see what the engagement for this upcoming season will be and if it works, then it works, but I have kind of thought about shooting this podcast in like a if I'm going to do anything, it's going to be anhilate night format where I have like a specific set of like this is what we're going to talk about. I do have a monkey suit picked out. I do have that because I like the format. It's easier it's easier for me to digest and then regurgitate information for my fans and followers this way. Like that's I don't know, like besides the fact that like I have been studying comedy for like the better part of two years now and that I grew up screenwriting and w like, ah, I don't know, like like I get it, though. I get why I'm so like hardwired to this. It's like yo dude, like via the television, we're so comfortable with these people because it's like oh like you're in my house like Lin Letterman, you're in my house like my whole entire existence, my whole childhood. So it's like that's like familiarity to a point that you can't you can't shake it. So like you can grow up and like, you know, the next the predecessors of the next and the next any man comes and like takes over the role of the last any man, but also like evolves the masses for the next coming generation and like the traits of the like it's it's a very interesting culture. I'm obsessed. like I love late night TV. I love TV, but I love late night TV specifically and we'll talk about that more in depth. I guess at some point because I do have to explain this entire weird what seems like an offshoot season well, it was kind of an offshoot season because I lost a season. I don't know what the fuck happened to it. Well now I'm going through my hard drives and I'm like, here it is. It's in here. It's all in here. I'm like, oh, so here we will answer my question. Soon, what did I write last year? I don't know. don't know at all. I really don't. I know a post in some of it. Some of it got like mirrored back in the universe, like, did you know you wrote this? I'm like, no, it's kind of prophetic in a way. just kind of happened. It took over my body anyway. What did I write last year? I don't know. Somebody read it. Somebody read it and then I have to do I have to do more like protections for my intellectual property because yo, I wrote half the Super Bowl commercials facts. I did I did. I was like yo,ude, I wrote this. Michael documents, what the fuck you do I Google documents? Like fuck you like fuck you unless that money is going into a pool to later pay me. When I like reach a certain level as an incentive, like we know we stole this from your fucking show, which, by the way, is just available online to anybody who fucking wants to copy and paste it and the descriptions you idiot. Yeah, I'm like yeah, well I mean like I can't really afford to join the writer's guild. They're like in that respect we will rip you off. only so that I can make sure that this commercial reaches your eyes and time for you to understand that like yo, you just put this out here for free. I'm like well love is free and music should be free. Like I'm technically just taking like a bag like a like a back step to like what the fuck is happening in the corporate world, which is sucking people like it's bleeding people who are already tired dry. And I'm like, well, I'm not going to do that. I'm not going to be like, you know, like like, like, yes, I put like a PayPal about me link like if you want to donate to the festival project or later the complex collective cause I will not collect donations for my nonprofit until it's actually I've actually established the nonprofit as a 501 C3 and so like like the way that I'm doing my music right now is that like half of my profit goes to the festival project, which is like my my label, my independent label and media company. But the other half of my my like income, my earned income from music or, you know, however I earn or monetize, goes to the complex collective, which is a completely nonprofit organization, like meant to contribute back to the artists and like the artist community. not just the artist community, but just like to the overall health and wellness of like the like to to humanity as a whole, I think. Well, that's what the complex collective is kind of it's it's a health and wellness based nonprofit to the charity. So my the way that I what's it the way that I credit myself is that like the I use the complex collective, which is a nonprofit, as my music publisher, so that anything from the complex collective goes into the pool for the nonprofit, because I have to like, I can't consciously go throughout the rest of my life without giving back to my community and that way. like be because the way my life has gone so far, I don't like as much as I want to volunteer, I like well, I tried and then I like the the food bank that I volunteered for was like so and they had some organizational issues. They had some uh leadership issues. And so I was like, this is actually a toxic environment, which sucks. so I decided not to do that and uh and, you know, put all my uh energy of being like a charitable person into like my own, like I'll just my own nonprofits, non-for-profit is to give back to the community to artists and people in it in like transitionary, whatever. um That's the complex collective. So that's that's why you see that. That's why you see that badge on everything. That's the nonprofit sector. It is a subsidiary to the festival project, and I'm pretty much like devote my like I pretty much devote my my uh my gains, so to speak, into like both pools. Eventually, I'll have enough to then solidify the nonprofit with a um well, I have to you know, you have to pay. It's not it's not free for nonprofit. It's not. And so that's what that is. What else was I saying? Fans all over the world? Yes, we have fans all over the world. It's really cool. A lot of these places I've never heard of, but I do I find it a little bit, uh heartwarming and chanting, like I'm a little bit magical that like I'm hitting people in like some of the major dance cities, like Sal Paulo, Brazil, and uh like like places that are Amsterdam, London, uh I have more. I have more people in the UK than I thought, but it's okay because I I like them. I like them. Well, I like people. I like people that are people. Well, people be people on it so not all the time. Like sometimes I'm like, oh, this is like this is characteristic of your species. Like this is why this is this way. Like this is this is a whole human thing. It's not attractive at all. But I think we' close to an hour, I'd had to be oh, six minutes what do I got for six minutesronics. I'm I can't okay, I love subronics like as like Won as a fan because I went to a few of his performances. I'm not gonna lie. Every time his whole audience has BO. everybody. I'm like, oh, nobody in here has D right. But I think I got my fucking I don't know, maybe it was a sign. I was I was mixing the other day like nonstop and I'd been running around and I have a special jacket that I wear when I DJ that's like a really it's like a nice, I don't know what material it is, but it's really nice, like a uh a sports jacket, like a bomber. No, it's not a bomber style. It's like a I can't I can't remember this. It's like a sports jacket, but it's this material that's really nice. it's just always been my DJ jacket. It's like my lucky DJ jacket. and uh I usually wash it like on a delicate cycle and don't put it in the dryer to keep it preserved because it's really, really nice and I had been running around for a couple days and then mixed for like a solid, I don't know, I was in there like all together, I was in there, I think like nine or ten hours and I spent most of those the most of that time, like actively mixing because my music was not it was not s synched, so I had to hand pitch everything on four decks, which was overwhelming, which, by the way, I also did not know, which is why, like you like I did post at least one of the videos. but it's I'm embarrassed. I'm wearing yellow. yellow's not a good color. I'm looking heavy as fuck, like, oh, man, they had that video in the sidebar next to this girl, that's like a size double zero model. like fucking DJ and the rainforest with like grown footage and like HD, like, and then all her videos were like, she was she was like DJing and the one was like in the rainforest. one was like on a beach. Like she just had like she was all these destinations that had the drone footage, like money, but also like beauty just like pure beauty. Like she didn't have to do good. Like her music sounded good, but like she looked awkward as fuck not being able to dance to her own music. But still, like the like what why would you be paying attention to that when A she's beautiful, that's a distraction, be drone footage of like whatever the fucked rainforest or like tropical beach, like she was everywhere. I was like fuck this bitch. And algorithm's like Toby salty. I was like, I'm a little salty because it showed my thumbnail next to her thumb nail and I was like, no, no, no no. no like, oh so bad. So now I know. I know better than to look fat. Don't be ugly in New York. I was actually in full hair and makeup with my nails done with my Cardi B style nails. Yes, I was, but the yellow shirt on camera and it wasn't the best camera. It was like so I like I I used to have a camera like that when I first got into filmmaking when I was like eight. It was like the same camera. I'm like yo, this is bad. It's really bad. But, you know, all that's investments, investments. I don't think it's gonna be even I don't think it's gonna be any better, which, by the way, some people are delusional, bro. I just got Snapchat. I haven't had Snapchat since Allie died so I've been like I've been away from like that whole world and like seeing first of all, people actually pay money to dress their fucking, like, what are those things called? their little animated. Like, okay, you're paying money to put clothes on a on a 2D creature, you are dumb. That's why they do that, though. I'm like, oh, I need this forage shirt for my fucking Snapchat animated thing. I'm like, that's stupid. I mean, like if you got it. But still, even if you got it, it seems like I could have a million dollars and I still wouldn't spend a dollar to dress a fucking animime character. That's stupid. I like that's stupid. However, these are the same people that are posting actual like I could never post a selfie without filter on, cause I'm looking at myself in the camera with no make up and no hair and like just ugly. And I'm looking at myself in the camera and then one of these filters comes on and I'm like yo, I am beautiful. One of these filters comes out and just automatically made me pretty. And I was like, oh, like, but some people post that selfie and then they're under the or they put that as the background on their phone and they're under the illusion that that's what they look like like bitch, you don't look like that. You don't look like that you should not like that's for fun. You should not send those pictures. You should not you I don't think you should be able to save those pictures. Like, no, like, honestly, and if you post them, wouldn't it be funny if the algorithm just took off all the fucking corrections? Wouldn't it be funny if like, oh, like we see this filter, we'll just take off the filter when you post it. So like it posts with all without the Photoshop or without the filter, that would be hilarious. That'd be a funny hack. But coders who doing more like ethical things are nonethical things. I don't know what hackers do. I got accused of being one once, because I had a bunch of flash drives and hard drives. I realized that this is just like this is just what happens when you become a music producer. I'm like, I don't have space for this. I need more like I need more flash drives. I need more hard drives. I need more SD cards. Like I need space for my stuff. Somebody was like people think you're a hacker. I was like, you're an idiot. But that's hilarious. And that was one of the funniest things I've ever been accused of being, because it's like, bro, if I was a hacker, do you think I'd be staying in this fucking hostel, dummy? Fucking dumb. Why would I be hacking from this hostel? Well, I do really actually, you know what? I think that yes. But also we have more stories to tell eventually, what was I gonna say about subtrronics? I just love this music, very good, very, very good, very good. That's it. I don't have anything else to say. I thought I was gonna take up at least half an episode, because I was actively listening to it. I've been actively listening to it like sober in the middle of the day, but it is good running music sometimes. Sometimes I'm just like, oh dude, like I have to stop running and head bang. like this is inappropriate, this is inappropriate. I don't I don't know, I don't highly recommend a lot of bass music, like in the city setting, because something happens mechanically in your brain, something at least my brain, where it's like, oh, like that shouldn't synchronize this way. That shouldn't do that. Don't do that. why? What frequency? Idiots. idiots. lots the same guy, by the way. This is the same guy. He doesn't like, what's fucked up is he have a whole vehicle, he doesn't leave the neighborhood. Like he's a menace, like he does not leave the neighborhood. He doesn't. like he drives in circles all day. And like that's his that's he has like no other power. I get it. Like I' I'm understanding like I'm studying the psychology of people with small brains like this. is that like he has no power over like the rest of his life, so like that's his that's his like freedom. That's his power as being able to do that for like a second at a time, like he that's it, then he rounds the corner and does it again, then he rounds like the fucked up thing to me is it's like bro, you're not going to go anywhere with that. Like you have a whole vehicle, a whole vehicle, like anything I have to do I have to go on foot. That's I'm not gonna lie to disadvantage. I mean, like it's not too much of a disadvantage in New York, but anywhere else it's like, you don't have a car. I'm like, yeah. I don't. Like New York is probably the only place in the US that you absolutely really don't need one. You really don't. And honestly, when I see people with cars here, I'm like yo dude, I hope you paid that all the way off because like, honestly like if you're in debt for that, like you you lost like, you lost, like you're not going anywhere and it's like depreciating as you drive it, like this just like, I don't know. I saw well, I was on the bus and we hit a car. The bus kept going. Bus kept going and totally did. It did not make it didn't even flinch like the bus was like oops, you were over the line. I was like damn damn. So eventually eventually that person is gonna come out and be like, oh. ho No, anyway, we do have to talk about some of this entered the multiverse. We are over an hour, so thank you for listening. Yay, what I want on the peloton one arm on the pelotone. Again, I'm not getting paid, but I think going against the grain of like corporate greed right now is the best thing. So all of the things that I can possibly like put online for free. I'm putting online for free. um I'm also trying to get I'm trying to start the process of giving away like copies of my album for free and you know, as springtime and festival season gears up, public spaces. Oh, we didn't talk about the fluffer. First of all, I was worried that it wasn't gonna come out. Excuse me, gosh, what is happening right now? Flip? It snot. stuck somewhere trapped in my space. I'm sorry about that. If you can hear that on this recording, I apologize for that. I apologize, but whatever. Ooh, maybe, well, yeah, I do get like weird. I get weird when I don't work out enough, so I did that. I also went to the gym. I ran yesterday, and then I got on the peloton for an hour and I slept hard between like shaking myself awake to be like, my Amazon order. Like, I always like I always have a problem with the Amazon fresh people, so I'm like, yo dude, like, I'm gonna be really upset if I don't get this haulc I waited two days for it. Yo, there's an album in that hall. There's an album in that hall, so fucking like the most an uninteresting Amazon fucking whole, but it it worked out because I'm like, oh, dude, like I got producer foods because like I don't know I was feeding my anxiety and depression. I was like fuck this place. I want it's like I ordered so much shit that I never get, but it it's and it's like technically eating bad for me, but it's not. Like I'm still organic. Like I'm still vegan so it's like, oh oh, the Ben and Jerry stuff. I'm like, the Ben and Jerry's here. I gotta eat that before tomorrow. I'm pretty sure tomorrow's the beginning of Passover. I gotta eat a lot of stuff in here before Passover. ah, I got two different varieties of hummies, pineapple, mango, and it's like peach mango salsa, even better, sweet and savory, baby, and I don't know eventually at some point we're gonna have to talk about whatever I wrote last year. I don't know what it is. I don't know what's in there. But I did uh, let's see, what came out today. The fluffer, the fluffer. uh we'll talk about the fluffer real quick and then I'll go. It's off of tears of a clown, which is coming out soon, obviously. I emptied it. I was like oh, no, there's ice cream in this bitch, so I emptied everything onto the couch in search of the ice cream. Of course the ice cream was in the last bag that I emptied. and I was like, okay, I like get the ice cream in the freezer or whatever, because the Amazon dude looking for whatever reason, this was the only Amazon fucking heist, whatever it's the only Amazon package that didn't have my apartment number attached to it. So like I saw the dude a creep level, creep level security system, like I have a virtual doorman which allows me to look at whatever the fuck is going on at the front of the building. so I know that he got in the building, but he didn't come back out. So I was like, oh, like I opened the elevator for him but like there was nobody coming and I was like, what the fuck is going on? nobody coming and I was like yo, what's what's weird is this dude came in the building, but didn't come out and usually when they do that, they're just like fuck it and leave it in the in the mail room, which is they're not supposed to do that. Like people like have access to the mail room. Sometimes people are just animals. They're like, I don't give a fuck. Was this yours? Now it's mine. I'm like that's fucked up. Don't do that. Fuck. And so this this guy he like he's the bus cause he actually waited but like that's the only reason I'm getting this episode. Either way, I poured everything onto the couch because I was like, where's the ice cream in the last bag? Of course, but then I'm looking at this hall because now it's just on the couch and I'm like, yard, dude Somebody's about to make an album. I'm like Like this is all producer foods. Like, I was thinking ahead because I was thinking ahead. I was like, bro. I didn't like I ordered all this shit that like I like, but like I don't like two different varieties of hummus. Who the fuck are you? I got to do this. I gotta I gotta do this before this fits. fits little see that's in the next episode. We never talked about what's in Mrs. Gallipsy' refrigerator. I don't know what's in Mrs. Gallipsey's refrigerator to be a fucking quite honest. I'll give I'll give you some insight about that in the next episode, we barely talked about subronics, so I'm like, yeah, Ecuadoran bananas were covered though. We my coverage on Ecuadorian bananas. Prime. Anyway, like, what's what's next? I' two different kinds of milks. We got the milks. Oh god damn, bro, like I'm about to be fat, but like, honestly, just with the just with the final track alone and like the fluffer, which is the single from the album, there may be another single, but I don't think so because it's such a concept album, it would be hard to like explain why there are multiple singles for this. So the single of the fluffer, one of my favorite songs that have made a long time I like improbably I should follow that fucking well, if I followed that formula, I wouldn't have time to do anything because I walked like I easily walked like 78 miles that day on accident and then I came back in a crafted the song and well, it took I think it took me a couple of days to get the right ad and then I take a couple of days. But it's actual it's like dubstep. It's dubstep on the brink of like classic dubstep to like where dubstep is now, which is like explained before, like the the let's have the intersection of like dubstep and broep, which is like weird wonky video gamey type dubstep. um I think, what's that song? Is it Dr. P? Like Dr. P is a good, like, you know, reference for any of the kind of stuff that I'm talking about or like, uh, what else is like in that era? Who did snakes and letters? I mean the snakes and letters, the centipede a centiped u, guess, oldub stuff. It's like on the brink it's in the style of on the brink of those that era of dub step if you're you know, you're not into doep, don't listen to it. It's not that like I don't know, but it's one of my favorite songs that I man a long time. It's actually it reminds me of like like I was feeling like hard gon white night vibes listening back to it, but I wasn't necessarily thinking about gonite night in my like crafting of the song. It just kind of sounded like that because of the like type of bass that I used and like the nature sounds that I incorporated into it. I love nature sounds and cinematic music. So like anything it's it's very ga white nighty. I really like that song. I did submit that to a contest even though that I knew it was coming out and it would disqualify the song, but I was like, yo, I just want somebody to hear this song. I just want somebody to hear this song and I think the the um the judge of the contest does uh I'm not going to do any name drops because like I still really want a job. I'm still I'm still in the process of trying to get one. But um uh the the judge of the contest is from that era of dump step where like understands that era of dubstep that it's like, okay, if the judge of this contest is this guy, he'd like and he might have a chance of hearing this song, like, I'm just gonna submit this song and the mix I knew would like that they would they wouldn't pick it because it was like it wasn't my best. It wasn't my best work and I just wanted it to be like, okay, here, like here, like know that I'm trying. know that I'm trying, okay. and here's the song also, somebody should listen to it. So it's it's an old school do stuff in the style of like old school. Not old school, old school, like Banga and scream and Rosco. all those people are about to be in New York and I I just can't bring myself to get tickets, but like word up to those, like the word up to the gods of like the original d dumb stuff. Well, and also they they're drawing from like, okay, we can talk about this forever, but we gotta wrap it up, okay? Like they're drawing from like old older stuff. It goes back like, honestly, upep can be traced back to like the 60th, the late 60s and 70s. Honestly, in Jamaica, like there's Jamaica dub dub, like but there's dub step is like originated in the UK. In the UK base and warehouse culture, that was like a result of like the the what happened to dance music in the early 2000s with the kind of uh what the record companies seeing electronic music is like a you know, uh profitable. Whereas before, it was just kind of like the culture, then all of a sudden they were like, oh, like this is the way, this is the way that like it now popped music is like EDM. Everything is almost everything is EDM, but I still like rock. Anyway, the fluffer. It's out now. We'll talk more about it because I could talk about that song forever. The song makes me laugh every time. Makes me laugh every time, because I was being a little bit naughty, when I made it and it's just kind of a naughty song in general as fighting purple dragons on it. Like there's this one, like I I don't know, I'm a huge fan of like the rolling bass drop where instead of like, okay, here's like, you know, here's basically like a bridge and then drop, and then like another bridge and then a second drop, and then sometimes another bridge and a third drop. Instead, I'll be like here's the beginning of the song, and then I'm going to drop. I'm going to give you 3 to 5 drops without doing anything else. like it's just a like my drop will go into another drop. We'll go into another drop. I like doing things that way because it's funny. Like I'm not giving you a break. Listen to this. I'm not give you a break. Like, listen to this this literally it's technically one drop, but it's gonna be in the style of three to five drops. like this and then this, and then this and then this. So that's the fluffer. It did very much remind me of g Gody white and eye and it has fighting purple dragons on it, which is what the album art is talking about. So, next time on this show, oh, man, an hour and 15 minutes, that's cool. It's an hour and 15 minutes on the postal motherfucker. ha ha ha ha, the longer I stay on that bitch. I I don't know. My abdomen area is it's like some fucking statuesque. Like now I'm not mad at myself for like all the work I put in, because when I walk by like like Greek style statues and like Roman style, like architecture, like antiquity, artwork, like their bodies, like their cut, like mine. I'm like this is I'm an Adonis. that's sick. Like you can't see it because it's like hidden by all of my human, but like yo, dude, I promise I promise. That's what I look like. It's dope. Anyway, statuesque. I'm an adon this. All right, let's go. McDonald's McDonald's. No, no McDonald's. I don't know why. well, because Adonis and McDonald's are phonetically like any who thank you for listening. I am Www.Imu. guru, uh the YouTube is at the Festival projects. YouTubeube.com slash at the festival project. What else do we got? We got Twitter. We got Twitter, we got X. No, if we got Twitter, just because we were in the dance music, we're talking about dance music. I don't want people to get the wrong idea. I'm not the DJ, man. I swear to God, I'm not. I swear to God, I'm not. Okay, we got we got discord. I don't know what the fuck that's for. We got twitch. I I'll figure it out at some point and put some shit on Twitch. It's there, though. I recently just started a video account. Don't know why. I'm still I'm steady trying to get on this Japanese website called goo. which I think in English is just go. I don't know. We're on all the fucking places to do all the fucking things. You could catch me somewhere. I'm sure of it, and that is how we're gonna do it. Everything is free because love should be free, but it's I mean like I'm free the love free the music, you know, art, peace, culture, like art, free the art, and like art should not necessarily be free, like I wanna make a living. But, you know, I don't know, maybe in the future there's gonna be like an artist fund for people who actually like contribute to the artist community, like you just get like a basic income. Like, I think that's I think that's where we should do is have a basic income for anybody that actually contributes to the art community, you know, like a living, like basic income, like, okay, everything's taken care of, like, you don't have to worry about like are you gonna run out of anything? Like you're good, just c as long as you contribute to the art community. That's it, you know? But whatever, until that happens, everything is free because love is free and I'm going anti corporate greed, anti-orporate greed. So like all my stuff is free if you DJ feel free to play my tracks, the ones that are playable. Some it is just some of it's just I mean like I'm not gonna call it all hot garbage, but like sometimes I make a drop just cause I feel like making myself laugh. I'm not gonna laugh. Like, I know this is sonic trash. But like it's sonic trash. That's good. I know this is torture, but if like I'm going to hear it later and laugh and I need a good laugh. So yeah, a lot of my music is comedy. With that, uh, being said, thank you for listening. I'll see you next time. moron the stuff I talked. Mrs. Gallipsey's refrigerator. I don't know what's in it. We'll see uh on the next episode of whatever this show is called. Have a great day. Goodbye.
{Enter The Multiverse}
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First actual mix in a long time, hope you guys enjoy. This is my first mix with 99.9% Original -Ū. music only with the exception of the intro for dramatic effect. Hope you guys enjoy it. Thanks for listening.
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-blu.
INT. ALIEN SPACESHIP - DAY
The cramped, metallic interior of an alien spacecraft. Two bizarre, multi-limbed ALIENS are locked in a furious argument. The sounds are not words, but a cacophony of distorted electronic noises.
ALIEN 1
(A series of rapid, high-pitched BLIPS and WHIRS)
ALIEN 2
(A deep, guttural GROWL followed by a drawn-out, wavering TONE)
ALIEN 1
BLIM-BLIM-BLIM-BLIM— FLAU—FLAU—FLAU!
ALIEN 2
—————EeeeeEeeeeeEEEEEEEEENNMMMMMMMMMNGGGGGGGGG!!!
ALIEN 1
Wfuh!
Alien 2 makes a highly offensive hand gesture. Alien 1 responds with a highly offensive gesture using another body part.
Suddenly, RACHEL DRATCH, dressed impeccably and radiating an air of cool detachment, enters the scene and calmly observes the arguing aliens.
RACHEL DRATCH
(To herself, almost a whisper)
Well, this is… something.
CUT TO:
INT. ROCKEFELLER PLAZA - SUNNI BLU'S OFFICE - DAY
SUNNI BLU, sharp and impeccably dressed, stares with wide eyes at a ridiculously large ELECTRICITY BILL. Sunlight streams through the massive windows overlooking Rockefeller Plaza.
SUNNI BLU
(Muttering)
Since when did keeping the lights on cost this much? Absorbing ConEd was supposed to *save* money.
Suddenly, a disembodied VOICE echoes in the room.
VOICE (V.O.)
You will fail this test.
SUNNI BLU
(Startled)
There's a test?! What test?!
VOICE (V.O.)
It came with a lesson— you didn't think there was going to be a test.
CUT TO:
EXT. THE LONELY ISLAND CLIFF - DAY
ANDY (ALEKSI), dressed in surprisingly clean white robes despite the precarious location, stands on the edge of a towering cliff overlooking a vast ocean. He takes a running leap off the edge.
ANDY
—NO…
He plummets downwards for a beat. Then, with a gentle WHOOSH, he lands perfectly upright on the sandy beach below.
ANDY (CONT'D)
I told you I could stick the landing.
ALEKSI (V.O.)
It wasn't always The Lonely Island…
CUT TO:
INT. HEAVENLY WAITING ROOM - DAY
ALEKSI (ANDY SANDBERG), now with subtle, mischievous angelic wings, winks directly at the camera.
ALEKSI
guardian angel.
TINA (O.S.)
Whatever.
Tina FEY, also with small, slightly more exasperated-looking wings, enters. ALEKSI winks extra harder at her.
ALEKSI
Hello.
TINA
Oh my God!
ALEKSI
I wish! At this point, I wish— unfortunately, those aren't the types of wishes I'm in charge of overseeing.
A large, ornate PACKAGE appears unexpectedly at TINA's feet.
TINA (CONT'D)
When something appears unexpectedly at your doorstep, it's called a windfall, right?
ALEKSI
Yeah. I think that's what this is.
TINA
And when it's something you really need, it's a gift from God. Isn't it?
ALEKSI
Something like that.
TINA
Honestly, I thought it was just a gentler way of letting me know I was ugly— after a particularly horrible photo opportunity at the airport.
ALEKSI
—wow.
TINA
I had just been up for 72 plus hours straight and only slept something like 4 or 5–but of course—
FLASHBACK:
INT. AIRPORT SECURITY - EARLY MORNING
A haggard and disheveled TINA sits slumped on a lopsided BEANBAG in the middle of the bustling security line. Bright lights shine in her face as various machines WHIR and BEEP, scanning her.
TINA (V.O.)
This was staggered sleep from atop a lopsided beanbag.
TINA (Muttering)
Agh, God!
TINA (V.O.)
I've been getting used to having lights shined in my face for awhile now. Still, I was not so ready for a full work up of my biometrics in this early morning crusade to Los Angeles.
A stern-faced AGENT approaches her.
AGENT
The Agency thought you were terminally ill.
TINA
Terminally? Geez.
The AGENT clears his throat.
AGENT
Consider this as, ah— Hm. Ojo translates directly to Eye. Doesn't it?
TINA
I see you.
AGENT
Undoubtedly. —an incentives.
TINA
I don't need anymore incentives, Captain. I need income.
AGENT
Oh, I'm the captain now?
TINA
You were always the captain.
AGENT
This is news to me.
TINA
News to the News. That's something new.
AGENT
Nothing is new.
TINA
But it's news to you. Sarcasm. I need a paycheck.
AGENT
Try looking pretty.
TINA
I tried. It didn't work.
AGENT
Try…harder.
TINA (V.O.)
New York had put spots and marks on my faces— a broken blood vessel from fighting some demonized African girl— and I'm sure that was what she was, after all…
FLASHBACK:
INT. APARTMENT - NIGHT
TINA is struggling in a bizarre fight with a shadowy FIGURE. The scene has a surreal, “As Seen On TV” commercial feel.
VOICEOVER (V.O.)
Who tries to kill you, and then does their hair to be more like yours? That's major weird.
TINA
Major Tom.
SHADOWY FIGURE
Yeah.
TINA (V.O.)
Then again, since moving to New York… Oh, Holy shit. Everything is major weird.
A shimmering PORTAL opens in the middle of the apartment.
TITLE CARD: AS SEEN ON TV: PART III
TINA
(Staring at the portal)
Where the fuck is part one and two?!
SHADOWY FIGURE
Maybe it starts at three!
TINA
Nothing “starts at three”
SHADOWY FIGURE
Maybe it's like Star Wars!
TINA
It's not like Star Wars!
A CATACLYSMIC SPACESHIP COLLISION and EXPLOSION sound effect.
TINA (CONT'D)
…it's not like Star Wars.
SHADOWY FIGURE
Uh huh. It's better than star wars.
A giant collective GASP is heard.
TINA
-_-
*the world stops*
TINA (CONT'D)
-_-
Suddenly, all sound ceases.
TINA (CONT'D)
Woah. That's different.
SHADOWY FIGURE
There: I fixed overpopulation.
TINA
But—
SHADOWY FIGURE
But what? I fixed it.
TINA
But— weren't some of those fans, also fans of this show.
SHADOWY FIGURE
Yeah, so?
TINA
Like an overwhelming majority.
SHADOWY FIGURE
Majority? Yeah— they're— These are nerds.
TINA
Fuck. Right. So where did you send them?!
SHADOWY FIGURE
Uh. Only to heaven.
TINA
What does that mean.
SHADOWY FIGURE
Heaven for any Star Wars fan—
TINA
Where is that.
SHADOWY FIGURE
The world where all of that stuff— is real.
TINA
What—what do you mean by that.
SHADOWY FIGURE
I sent them to Star World.
TINA
That sounds so fucking gay.
SHADOWY FIGURE
Cause it is.
TINA
Fuck. Oh, that's right— Non-star wars fans are sometimes Cynics Read: Major fucking assholes. I guess I fall into that category, eh— a little bit?
SHADOWY FIGURE
No duh.
TINA
“No duh.” What part of the nineties was your heyday?
SHADOWY FIGURE
All of them.
TINA
Jesus, Tina. You might be ancient.
SHADOWY FIGURE
I'm dust.
TINA
Hey— What. Why are you my assistant now.
SHADOWY FIGURE
Assistant? No. I'm your executive producer.
TINA
ExeCUTEive producer— you do put the cute in that.
SHADOWY FIGURE
(Not being cute, unamused, but still very cute)
Ugh. Fine. SUDAKIS.
JASON SUDAKIS appears
CONT'D.
And nobody cares, of course
Because she is formerly gorgeous
(Not no more)
I'm standing on four paws
I'm studying your laws
If this was your office
I'm your boss
And I caught you taking your clothes off
You're boring,
I started to doze off
Don't call me no more, hoe
So now your broke
You started a war slamming doors
Because you can't find no more work
Hoe
Karen and Becky are probably blessings
Cause they do not get me
But I'm doing better and yet
They are starting to sweat cause
I'm starting to flex
They're slamming the door
They're starting a war
They never been homeless before
Or hungry and poor
But no peace of mind? It's fine
I'll probably find in time
That they crossed the line
And get left behind
The red dots are trying
To plot
I'm crying a lot,
I'm out of the box, jack
I spring up but I do not pop
I'm talking to God,
He's telling you off,
I'm calling him “her”,
She's telling me
“Sure, I'm not really sure,
But I got the cure for your disease
The God of Mercy, Mercy Me
I got my first Mercedes in 1993
Look at me.
CUT TO:
INT. BACKSTAGE - NIGHT
A very tall, redheaded SHOWMAN (CONAN O'BRIEN, though slightly off) has just finished a days-long BENDER. He is not the polished figure America knows. He shakily lines up a mysterious white substance on a grimy surface.
CONAN
(Muttering)
Just… need… a little… pick-me-up.
A mysterious FIGURE appears silently behind him.
FIGURE
Feeling better, Conan?
Conan looks up, bleary-eyed, barely lifting his head.
CONAN
(Slurring)
I don't know what you're saying.
CONAN (V.O.)
Apparently, that was the line, and I felt like I was crossing into a strange territory with this, one Conan O'Brien, and almost absolutely certain I was spelling his name wrong, but continued to do so anyway— one, because I refused to look him up, and two— because if ever I entered into a plot hole deep enough the mechanics of my own knowledge of hyper and multidimensional space travels to explain, then having a Conan O'Brien and a Conan O'Brian might become useful. Today, I want useful, because I wanted to go back to sleep with enough energy to still wake up with enough energy to run a mile on the full sized treadmill downstairs. Then, I had day-people things to do— and for whatever reason, this seemed like one of them. It was a welcome deviation from—
A boisterous, red-faced MAN stumbles into the room.
MAN
O'Fallon, you old coot!
CONAN
(Confused)
Oh year.
MAN
I told you the Irish were coming. *the fighting Irish.
CONAN
Ah yes, the fighting Irish—
CONAN (V.O.)
Apparently, this was some centuries long kind of battle between ancient clans//and so, I did my very best o find my way out of it, until
A fierce, heavily tattooed WOMAN bursts in.
WOMAN
MUNROE!!!!!
(V.O.)
—i was found out. My surname was Scottish, but nonetheless, it was a fied older than borders were, anyway.
CUT TO:
EXT. MUSIC FESTIVAL - DAY
A chaotic, vibrant music festival. ANDY (ALEKSI) approaches a gruff-looking SECURITY GUARD.
ANDY
Yo.
SECURITY GUARD
What's good.
ANDY
What's your deal with the KKK, anyway?
SECURITY GUARD
(Scoffs)
I like them. They're funny.
ANDY
They— want to kill you.
SECURITY GUARD
That doesn't make them any less funny. In fact, now they might be more funny.
ANDY
Are you serious?
SECURITY GUARD
No, I'm funny. I like them blonde, Tall, dark skinned, Woah, scratch that.
Narrow down my picks I like them Icelandic And Slavic
Oh dear I like them impossible to topple over, No, God— Nevermind;
I like them whiter than light snow on a cold night There you go I like them strong—
But only in thought forms Keyboard warrior,
But I'd like to get her in a choke hold So she'll stop snoring
Oh God
No Lord— I should win an award for this song
I should win an award for this song
I should win an award for this song
MORGAN FREEMAN (V.O.)
ANOTHER nomination.
ANDY
No way. This is crazy.
ANDY spots SUNNI BLU in the crowd, looking stressed.
ANDY (CONT'D)
SUNNI, Do you have the academy on your payroll?
SUNNI BLU
(Shouting over the music)
Ask the accountant?
A stereotypical SUPER JEW ACCOUNTANT, complete with a large yarmulke and clutching a ledger, scurries past.
SUPER JEW ACCOUNTANT
actually, surprisingly, I think you're on theirs! See!
SUNNI BLU
Seriously?!! That's not anti semitic at all.
(It's not, it's pro-semitic)
More Jews and Rosecurucians
More Jews and Rosicrucians!
I took a bite out of you, And now I want my life back!
Sharks.
(And surfboards)
More news and prosecutions
More blues and resurrections
More impossible erections Interject—
—I should probably call a doctor. It's been way more than four hours.
I have way more than four houses— I've way more than four flowers,
I've way more than four dollars—
I've way more than four collars with sparkles on them.
I wear cargo pants for the ride home though.
No homo.
CUT TO:
INT. HEADQUARTERS INTERROGATION ROOM - DAY
CC (NATALIE PORTMAN, though not explicitly stated) enters the stark interrogation room. A MAN sits at a metal table, wrists chained. CC sits down opposite him, calm and composed.
MAN
I… am a trained assassin.
CC
That's— impressive.
MAN
There are people who want to murder you.
CC
Now I'm impressed with myself.
MAN
Is that so.
CC
Yes! Ah. Delighted, actually.
MAN
Who are you?
CC
“A charismatic number” writes the New York Times review of my most recently cherished endeavor.
Which means for once in your life you might have actually been on time.
Or just late enough, or just early enough, or— you know.
It starts where I get there, or they were just waiting for me anyway. You know. Or you don't.
MAN
I don't.
CC
Then you should have plenty of time for self study between now and your execution.
MAN
Hah! My execution?! That's where this is heading.
CC
What about yours?
MAN
What about it?
CC
Have or haven't you been following along that this is what I've ultimately desired. My suffering ends in peace with knowing that you, too, shall cease to exist.
INT. OBSERVATION ROOM - DAY
Other DETECTIVES watch the interrogation through a one-way mirror, their faces grim.
DETECTIVE 1
What could possibly be going on in there?
DETECTIVE 2
Anything.
DETECTIVE 3
I wonder what she's saying.
DETECTIVE 1
Anything.
DETECTIVE 2
Looks like she has him cornered.
DETECTIVE 3
Maybe.
DETECTIVE 1
Jesus, can you speak in anything more than one word sentences.
DETECTIVE 2
No.
BACK IN THE INTERROGATION ROOM, a heavy silence hangs in the air.
MAN
…Natalie?
CC
You wanted “CC” so I'm “CC”
The MAN strains against his restraints.
MAN
Who who's this?!
CC (V.O.)
Suddenly my love affair with words and art and theatrical thoroughfare was coming to an end. This was something of a disaster set against the backdrop of a really real world— a world that seemed not to want me in it.
CUT TO:
EXT. NEW YORK CITY STREET - DAY
LIZ LEMON (TINA FEY) walks down a crowded street, furiously dialing her cellphone.
LIZ LEMON
(Into phone, angry)
Hello?
CUT TO:
EXT. MARDI GRAS PARADE - NEW ORLEANS - DAY
TRACY JORDAN (also TINA FEY, in elaborate Mardi Gras attire) is on a vibrant parade float, throwing beads to the cheering crowd. His phone rings.
TRACY JORDAN
(Into phone, jovial)
WHERE ARE YOU?! I'm on my way to the parade!
LIZ LEMON (O.S.)
I'm AT the parade! Where are YOU?
TRACY JORDAN
Not that parade! Mardi Gras!
LIZ LEMON (O.S.)
MARDI GRAS?!
TRACY JORDAN
Yeah!
LIZ LEMON (O.S.)
WHY?! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE ON A FLOAT— In NEW YORK CITY— In 22 MINUTES.
TRACY JORDAN
Don't worry, I'll be there.
LIZ LEMON (O.S.)
YOU'LL BE THERE?! You're at a parade! In New Orleans!
TRACY JORDAN
It's Mardi Gras!
LIZ LEMON (O.S.)
I KNOW ITS—
Tracy hangs up. He grins at the crowd and throws more beads.
FADE OUT.
{Enter The Multiverse}
[The Festival Project.™]
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Two high level demons have caused a hectic diversion just off camera during SETH MEYERS'S show when literally all hell breaks loose; the ought he has maintained a lifetime of secrecy and compliance without giving way to the slightest upset, his eyes widen as he attempts to finish his sentences, eventually unable to keep it together.
SETH MEYERS
…Blah, dee—blah, de BlahBlah.
DIRECTOR
—cut.
SETH MEYERS
AH. EXCUSE ME.
DEMON ONE
Ah, shit.
DEMON TWO
It's almost as if he's actually talking to us.
SETH MEYERS
WHAT IN THE FUCK IS ACTUALLY, LIKE, GOING ON.
DEMON ONE
“Like”?
DEMON TWO
Oh shit, I think he is acknowledging us.
DEMON ONE
“Like?!”
SETH MEYERS
WHO ARE YOU.
WHAT IS THIS?
DEMON TWO
OHHHH SHIT.
DEMON ONE
DUDE, WHATS UP!
Seth Meyers has become somewhat of a celebrity even amongst the higher, but especially the lower realms for his exceptionally high tolerance for metaphorical and supernatural phenomena; He has mostly considered the ability to be able to see these things as some sort of latent health condition or hallucinations of some sort which from a very young age he had chosen to not only keep to himself, but—
VERY YOUNG SETH MEYERS
[ridiculously atrocious otherworldly shenanigans]
(Does not react)
Woah.
(Walks away unaffected entirely)
Straaaange.
Is this a human child?
Apparently.
♂️
—never react at all.
*also it should be noted that the two demons are the same demons from the flashback however aged into much more vicious, monstrously scary (yet still somehow humanoid) demon people.
Thank you Google for correcting that.
Correcting what.
Nothing.
So it's safe to say that in his early acting days, teaching himself to “react to act” came as somewhat of a challenge.
INT. IMPROV CLASS. DAY
VO, Narrator
reacting to normal human situations was obviously not entirely, by this point, second nature to young Seth,
SETH MEYERS
Wait, pause.
Uh, no, Seth Meyers.
Why am I in this? I didn't agree to this.
oh no. You didn't agree to any of this.
I just said that.
Oh. Unpause.
No wait.
No, not unpause:
Unpause— or we skip straight back to the part with you trapped inside a metal box with almost no holes in it.
Wait— what metal box.
Shh. No spoilers.
CUT IMMEDIATELY TO:
Without being able to guess that it is their dear friend and colleague SETH MEYERS in the box, the HOSTSunanimously vote to abandon the challenge and leave SETH MEYERS in a metal box to go get lunch.
HEY.
Oh wait— sorry— did you want lunch?
YES I WANT LUNCH.
We should order him something.
JIMMY KIMMEL
I'll make you a tuna sandwich!
SETH MEYERS
I DONT WANT A TUNA SANDWICH.
Woah, that typo was Almost wild…
What typo!
MEANWHILE, in a fabricated flashback to the early 2000's
The LEGACY CAST of GOLDEN ERA SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE wakes up on a Sunday morning after a wild party—
Oh, shit, what time is it!
—I'm AbLIND.
In a “Tina Sandwich”
OH [CENSOR BEEP]
ITS SUNDAY.
— MY EYES.
WHAT THE [OOOOOOOOOO] HAPPENED LAST NIGHT.
this never happened.
Flashback, to
The night before:
[actually, because this is the time travel part]
Two nights previously, on FRIDAY—
(Drunkenly)
WHAT SHOULD WE DO NOW!
—THERE'S STILL SO MUCH TIME BEFORE WORK!
—SO MUCH TIIIIIIME!
(And apparently, maybe even psychedelics, but
SHH, cause it's NBC)
ahem, PEACOCK.
Bless you.
No, its Peacock, this show is on peacock.
Gazuntite.
*facepalm*
None the wiser,
None the wiser
All the eyes
And all the fires
Are mine,
And none the wiser
None the wiser
All the time is light now
And
All the wiser
All the wiser
All the water fountains fly
And none the wiser
None the wiser—
SUPA[REDACTED], a GOD, REMOVES all of her favorite artifacts from NEW YORK CITY before stroking
(Leave that typo, google's three for three now)
–the earth in the oncoming apocalypse, last and not least, Rockefeller Plaza.
The building is violently catapulted into the heavens with everyone in it.
WHAT JUST HAPPENED.
You're welcome.
What happened to the rock?
I moved it.
What happened to New York?!
It's over now.
What's over now!
The whole thing. The planet. It's—
Its all gone.
Wow. That seems pretty catastrophic.
It was horrific.
Wait— if you moved the building with all of us in it, wouldn't we all have been pretty badly injured.
Oh, you all died, like immediately.
*collective gasps*
Instantly.
—like, as soon as I did that, but, it's fine,
You're all dead now.
*phew*
What.
I MURDERED YOU ALL AND BROUGHT YOU TO HEAVEN WITH ME;
What are you DEAF.
AHEM, excuse me there's still some New York leftovers I guess, somewhere in my make up
Besides you know the rock and all these l fountains and statues and everything…and paintings and other cool buildings.
Slightly less cool— but still cool.
But what about everything—
What about everything and everyone else?
Everyone else also died, and I only brought back the cool stuff,
And the cool people—
But everything else is just pretty much—-
So it's all over?!
Yes. This is the end. Of that last thing.
Wow.
Anyway, enjoy your…whatever. I'm gonna go to Disneyland, which for the record,
Is across the street.
What.
You're welcome.
Betore:
Hey man, you want to ride an elephant?
What?
Do you want to ride an elephant?
Sure!
Here— I bought your wife a saddle!
The television people despise fat chicks.
Or— used to—
Before they realized diversity was necessary for demographics, forced representation.
Now they tolerate them—
And even glorify the significantly morbidly obese
In exchange for advertising dollars, realizing that the people they're marketing to
Are more likely morbidly obese than not.
Oh,
How times have changed.
[The Festival Project ™]
Will Ferrell is hysterically crying in the break room (during his SNL era— nevermind he is his current-day aged–he has just seen everything backwards and forwards through the infinite and everlasting cascades of time. It's been an emotional few days for Will; his friends and castmates are worried about him.
Hey Will.
Hey buddy.
Are you… gonna be alright.
He sobs.He runs away and into another room—(assumingly craft service)s, the allure of the croissants and muffin seem to temporarily soothe him, however, as he begins to relax mid-sob, a mysterious figure appears at the table.
Don't worry. I'm right here!
The figure eats a cupcake instead of muffins or the croissants.
Will screams hysterically and cries even harder. No one seems to hear him or be around at all.
(Eating a cupcake)
It's okay!
WILL
(inconsolably, in complete hysterics)
AaaaaHHHHHHHHHH.
Shh, clam down
.
After a bout of extreme hysterics, and the figure pretty much just calmly watching his breakdown unaffected and continuing to eat the cupcake happily, Will realizes that he and this figure are the only one around—at all. This means the cascades through space and time are still not over.
WILL
(Still sobbing.)
Relax.
WILL
…heh… there are cupcakes?
Huh? Uh, no—
I brought this myself.
WILL
From WHERE?!
You know where.
[beat]
WILL
…are there more.
Ah? Oh yeah—
WILL
Can I—?
No, Not here!
Then why'd you—?!
WILL
I just told you, I brought this!
(he begins crying again but softly.)
The figure is still for the most part unaffected but seemingly amused by Will's upset, presumes eating another, more delicious looking cupcake, which appearing from out of nowhere— (unseen from the audience, even by Will) which baffles him into immediately stopping crying, something like a bemused toddler, as his eyes widen and his mouth falls agape in offense.
WILL
IS THAT ANOTHER CUPCAKE?
Well, you saw me eat the first one.
WILL
YOU SAID THERE WERE NO MORE!
I said there were no more here! Do you see any cupcakes here?! Besides this?!
WILL
(Becoming irate, red faced)
WELL WHAT THE FUCK IS THE DIFFERENCE?!
The difference is your access to them. Damn!
WILL
Well let me have some of—
(Eats last bite, mouth full)
It's all gone.
WILL
(Eyes widening, then squinting in bewilderment and confusion)
Do you want a muffin or croissant, though?
WILL
(Realizing he has no other options—)
Kind of…maybe—
A bagel?
WILL
Mmno, maybe a muffin…croissant.
(He is increasingly distant and Bewildered (read: shattered) but also coming to; he moves toward the table
Skream , your love/ massive, Drake
Lil bitz
Anybody else feel like Kendrick helped Drake get his next few girls? Like, she's probably in the 8th grade right now like “I'm his type, ya'll” and she's gonna keep that goal in mind until it becomes a reality.
I think that's just how being a rockstar works sometimes.
You write a hit right now, depending on how famous you are or will get, your next wife is in kindergarten while your first wife is probably at prom— and the third one is maybe even in Utero! Maybe even at the same prom as your first wife. Hey now. Crazy worlds, man. The superstar lifestyle.
Anyway, wasn't I writing something less devastating?
Not exactly less devastating, it is Will Ferrell crying hysterically.
I think he's calmed down now. Yeah. Let's get back to that. It's almost the end of the scene.
But then what happens after that?
Probably nothing. I can't afford Will Ferrel for more than 5 minutes.
You can't afford Will Ferrel at all!
Well, his ad says the first five minutes are free.
What ad?!
CUT TO:
Young Will Ferrel before SNL.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
[Business card appears to have his name misspelled horribly, but obviously he cannot afford to have them reprinted.
“First five minutes free”
Oh, great. You got that part right!
Thank you, come again.
I will not come again!
We're not always superstars.
{Enter The Multiverse}
CUT BACK TO
Blueberry— chocolate chip?
WILL
Um, half of each, I guess?
What?
WILL
Well—
Get it yourself then, you primadonna.
He looks for a plate and plastic knife; as he does so, a third, even more delicious looking incredible cupcake has appeared again out of nowhere, to which the mysterious figure begins enjoying by the heap, mumbling with a mouth of frosting
You're such a diva! *mimicking* one half “of each”… mehmehmeh…
This is the most delicious cupcake anyone's ever seen— his eyes widen with a tired grief, but before becoming over upset again or irate, he takes a deep breath. And just sighs, as if to say “I hate you.” But they seem to know each other quite well.
In fact, this is clearly one of those super-fucked terrifying guardian angel type dynamics where it's obvious that the guardian angel type mystery figure is very tormenting.
But in a loving way.
….
[beat]
[beat]
Haven't you wondered why you're like 58 but the rest of your cast mates are in their 20's?
WILL
[beat]
I've always looked like this.
…no, you haven't.
(The muffin seems to have done its job in calming him down)
WILL
Trust me, I have.
Flashback: a young Will Ferrell looks in the mirror— the mirror shows a present day Will Ferrell, although the teenaged Will Ferrel is obviously quite young.
An exact reflection besides the age difference— Will seems neither unaffected nor worried. It's as if in the mirror, he's always seen his present day self.
He sighs.
End flashback.
Present day, (or whenever, actually) Will Ferrell sighs to match the flashback)
…maybe that's why you're special.
WILL
Yeah, maybe that's it.
The figure finishes the cupcake and though the muffin halves have rebalanced Will's mood to almost, kind of normal, he still seems disgruntled that it wasn't cupcakes—as the figure finishes the third, most interestingly delicious looking cupcake of all of them.
L E G E N D S
I've got a whole poem who lives in the squat rack;
I've got a dollar for ever caller who talks back,
I've got a collar for every occasion I clock into
It's a riddle but it's not a rhythm until I give it to em
Don't wonder who I am
I am space and time,
And granted with the right hands,
We're gonna have the right dance at the right place
At the right time and so
Whenever that is—
see you then,
Until then,
I'm not holding any farts in,
You feel me?
I eat a lot of lentils.
I write a lot of great walk on parts for artists
I parted the red seas, once,
I was also God, watching quite impressed with it
And wondered why they called it ‘the read sea'
Or the dead ‘the dead sea'
As I can't see the bloodshed
In the heavens,
And so I give respect to the seconds I look away
Which might have been a century or eleven, to them.
Ah, more men and mathematics.
More television friends and heavy dinners
More sinners and misfits, and glitched simulations—
More missed emissions,
More christenings and scrimmages
Remember to eat your breakfast
Or it's death at a likely curfew
remember to split the difference
remember, we'll finish as friends
As recommended by comrades
I have lessons,
I also have students in classes,
Professors and options
And doctors
And mantras
Barrages of cars
And I can't stop talking
Cause I gotta get my laundry fixed
Fuck it
Tina Fey hada booking.com commercial or something–
Then, apparently, or maybe I really and readily finally had lost it–
JImmy Fallon had a state farm commercial
Like a good neighbor
–
Nope, i wasn't losing my mind.
I promised myself i'd stop writing about the girl next door –she seemed evil–but she was acting strangely enough by doing something like brushing her teeth and reading my work from my phone that made the light switch–
I didn't care what she could or couldn't do with my phone–I wasn't hiding anything. But now…
It had to have all been planned.
She seemed evil as fuck despite my trying to trust her…
The Server…The Server…
Suddenly the kitchen light switched on and it only ever flickered when I was in the middle of something important. Like the world was melting or my dimensions were shifting into parallels or something, or like I was being warned by some overseer with a remote control, but it wasn't all in my head…
The plant that brought the plant
My inner voice was never wrong–the problem was, however that any time my inner voice was saying anything at all about tHiSmOtHerFuCkeR–
When did I acquire immediate voice recognition?
So that was his voice…
So who, then is the real Jimmy Fallon?
There is no real JImmy Fallon. I made him up.
You what.
I haven't done anything to deserve this.
Premonitions.
Are you telling me we're dealing with another clairvoyant?
On so many levels.
–but none of them personal, I hope.
There are oh so many…
Oh. its you again.
–Personal levels.
You're in danger here.
In New York, or just in general?
On Earth.
You keep telling me that.
I have no reason not to trust you besides the obvious fact.
You're oblivious to it!
I'm not! I'm just ignoring you.
Did you think about what I said?
Erring on the side of obsession, no, i've dismissed almost everything you've ever told me.
That's off topic.
Or not.
They want drama!
Then they're going to have to fight for it.
They're gonna start a war here.
So then, I'm just another body, aren't I?
Aren't I?
Don't jump.
Oh, if it isn't Peter Preferences.
References and Letters of Recommendation
Cancer in remission
and admitting i'll probably never see my son again
Suicide
This is suicide
This is suiccide
This is suicide.
INT. HALLMARK STORE. DAY.
Welcome to Hallmark.
…thanks.
Can I help you find anything?
No, I…
After stumbling upon a Hallmark store, where the burned thank you cards from his desk are mysteriously recovered, as is, and uncharred, a hidden relic from the desk reemerges, and opens a portal to another world.
I was in a very dark world when I met Patrick Kirkpatrick, but the point of the matter was, he was nobody now and maybe even nobody ever.
Maybe even, nobody at all.
Somebody's gonna come for you.
…is this one of those things I keep to myself, or am I writing this down?
What's with this?
Under the surface, but by admission,
I didn't know what it meant, besides the fact that
Pretty white boys who were always too good for me always wore them
as statement pieces or something,
And you know what they say…
If you can't beat ‘em.
…join em.
{Enter The Multiverse}
I know the sound of your voice
At the drop of a hat
like a peck on the cheek
And it still don't sound right
I still don't think straight
I still don't look right
But somewhere in these ions,
you'll find me at sunset.
In a whisper,
the taste of your breath
Is a sound in my heart
and the bloody murder
In each heart murmur
is getting harder
fear father God,
Just turn it off
Just to make it sotp
The man in the box
–and it just God awkward.
I should pluck your feathers
It keeps getting harder
each time your skull
Hits the auburn surface of the asphalt
Every summer at the hard rock
Huh?
But you just kept drinking
And you just worked harder
And after all,
You're the man in the box
What could all go wrong here?
It's getting shorter
the tears drop faster
I'm getting weirder
I'm a deadbeat dad
And my kid's the bartard
I just got a ball pit
I'm a Hallmark card, but refused to sign it
A dine and dash
From the supper club
And it's so refined
I just lost my mind
Cause it's just not time yet.
I must have known you once before or something
But any fan would say that
But how am I a fan
When I hated you
And I hated your laugh
And I hated your band
–and you're not that handsome
So how is this happening at all?
Oh look, something random.
Tell me why I'm so horrible
Mr miserable
mr terrible
Mr opulent
Mr miser
mr wedding band
Mr Never Happened
Tell me why I'm so bad at this
Mr. Wonderful
Mr.Awful
Mr. half at best
Mr. getting faster and faster
And faster and faster
And faster
Till it all washed up on the surface
And you wash your hands of it…
But the taste in your mouth is still metallic from the contrast
Breaking contracts, oh, now you're fast at once
and a hard match
And a tough act to swallow
But i'd rather die tomorrow
Than stare at your casket.
Now how about that shit!
You're right,
I lost my mind–
but I want you to have it.
L E G E N D S
JIMMY KIMMEL
[an escalating crescendo]
AssaaaaagggggggggGggggghhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!
Lol is he all thugged out yet.
No not yet.
(just wait)
I wanna run through marina del ray
I want a house in the Palisades
But I
Knew that 5 years ago
(I knew that five years ago )
I want a shack out in Malibu
Just to surf the ocean blū
But I
Knew that five years ago
I knew that five years ago
Before it all burned
I hope we all learned our lessons
Surf
God has a sense of humor
But I was the butt of the joke
I want a Condo in Santa Monica
Invite my friends over for Barbie volleyball
Throw my whole world in the fire pit
But I knew that five years ago
I knew that five years ago
When you realize
The world is your instrument
But it still hasn't earned you a cent
You're still in the hole
Earning back what you spent
By the microincrements
The city people are you as excrement
But you just laugh and you sample them
Play them like instruments back
Perhaps flattery begs them to listen
Suddenly you're visible
Museum world—
Exhibitions
Entertainers
Comedians
Mice and men
Interesting remix
Should I even be in this language
Or should I make it more intimate
With melodies?
I hit play on a classic
And my peloton becomes the office
I'm suddenly at work, God
Petulance for relevance spanning generations
Thank you!
Still it takes enough to get it in to you
As out of you
Can't help t but agree to that
Eyeliner!
I like it thick around the freckles faces
And light ashy eyelashes
Over moonlike eyes
You know
I like it
Long hair!
Headliner!
Why am I inside you?
Better yet—
Why have I died?
Eyeliner, headliner
I like it thick around moonlight eyes
I like it
Old timer, headliner—
I like it thick around eyes like Zion
Eyeliner,
I like it
Ashes
You're the worst;
There are circle k's and 7/11s
How was my run on Broadway?
Who's the pope now?
I hope you choke now
There are subway central's
And sauces and really hard bosses to fight
But I don't want to
I'm in south central
And I'm still with you
From always to oblivion
I've been moving for at least an hour
But I have no power here
Drop a house on me
In the hills, if you will
And if the winds change,
There's still New York
What a page turner
I live at Rockefeller Plaza
There's an apartment above my office
There's a notebook
For every love I've ever known
In the oak
There's a something caliber gun in my slumber
I clutch with the crutches I took from the hospitals
Can't hop the turnsltyle now
Can't hop the turnstyle now
Hahaha
Who art thou,
Art monster
Who are you now that I care too much to notice
The problem was
The doves only flew up or a moment before landing on my shoulder
That was awkward
They were supposed to fly away
TV HOST
HEY!!!! HEY!!!! HEYYYYYYYY!
But which host is it?
All of them.
All of us are running for our lives
All of us are running after Carson, and Paar
All of us are stars,
But on polaroids not often captured
Gone and then away into disaster
That's the effect of the Cannon
Canon cameras?
James Canon?!
Laugh harder ‘cause you have to!
Laugh stronger cause the studio is frozen,
And you want to go home now!
It wasn't as fun as you thought
And the set is much smaller in real life
Now clap and hold for applause
Big smiles
Big smiles
Extra points if you run miles before you show up-
Now that's a shiny after thought;
Not your average robot
Or prototypical tourist!
No! A nonconformist and
Kimmel can't sing for shit,
So he can just hum this verse.
(Sorry, I peaked—
No homo)
Now, I dissect Holiday,
I was sure I inspired the Broadway show
But who doesn't inspire a rock opera
I conspire to conspire, umpire, emperor
I studies Agamemnon
I wasn't really sure but the frog in my throat said
Go on, go on—
So I just cried and stuck in my stomach harder
I don't want a
SETH MEYERS
I don't want a tuna sandwich!
Just–take the tuna sandwich.
Yeah, buddy!
SETH
I DON'T WANT A TUNA SANDWHICH
DO I LOOK LIKE EAT TUNA TO YOU?
Um.
JIMMY 1
Woah, I sense hostility
We can't see you—
CRAIG FERGUSON
And we don't know who you are, anyway.
COLBERT
Apparently “someone we know”
JIM 1
Tsh.
JIM 2
Psh.
SETH
ITS HOT IN THIS BOX.
Ooh, hotbox.
That sounds like a plan.
Dispensary delivery?
The move.
SETH
YO,
Dissection numero dos;
I think I know how to make those sounds
I think I have that reverb
I need herb
Or probably a new location
With no probes
It's only temporary
The peloton office
But I want a home
Me and my family aren't from here
Oh, look, more purple
— we just show up to rock
And then go somewhere farther
MEANWHILE…
Forgive me father for I have—
No.
What?
No. No.
What— why?
Just— no. Not you. Not today.
But—I have sinned!
Of course you have!
But father—
No.
What—?
Keep it to yourself.
But.
Excuse me.
{Enter The Multiverse)
—-
What super hero are you supposed to be?
“Malox Max”?!
Hehehehe!
THE COSMIC AVENGER
No!
Hehehehehehe!
THE COSMIC AVENGER
I'm— I'm “The Cosmic Avenger”!
What are you avenging?!
Montezuma's Revenge?!
THE COSMIC AVENGER
No— unjust—unjustice—ness.
[hysterical laughter ensues]
Somewhere in this world lies our story
Still true, I'm unsure what it is—
But the thing is, I'm sure this the one
Of the fables
I'm sure this the one of the songs
Of the psalms
Of the storied palms
This is the one of the cards
This sir
KIMMEL! KIMMEL! KIMMEL!
I'm sorry. I don't know who you are.
ITS ME. JIMMY.
I'm Jimmy.
I KNOW YOU'RE—
You're not Jimmy,
I'm JIMMY.
WHAT THE SNARF!
What's that? I can't hear you.
The tarot said to go against the grain;
I was told not to write this tale, but here I am
And suddenly the King has a tail,
Compliments of T-Mobile,
But as did the first one,
The first King, of Dogblood
Of first strikes
And first tears
And first scars,
Was no king,
But everything has meaning
The cherishire has eyed me
The spider has bitten
And then,
Envisionment minted
I should switch to mint mobile, but knowing
There's no real difference—
Their all old t-mobile tower;
But service with a Billionaire smile
Of Blake Lively and
False Idols.
I don't care, I guess
My mind has eyes like sun
But my heart has darkness
The absolutely most beautiful sunsets have
Wonders on drums
And numbers to call
The best of cocaine on the sidewalk
Was sidetracked
The best of New York was
Los Angeles,
And vice versa
I hope you took protocol into order
I hope you too profound effect and affinity
In profanity
There's no more
Infinite Fallon
It
Found a call
To programming
Wall to wall
To wall of shame
On Walmart
Better activate that trial
Before it's all gone
13 days and counting
And
A million ways to die in the west.
SETH MCFARLENE
look at me.
Ah, what the fuck dog.
SETH MCFARLENE
Oh, so you can hear me! You fuckin schizo!
I'm not a schizo
I'm in the Illuminati.
SETH MCFARLINE
The what?
The what?
SETH MCFARLENE
what's the password.
this isn't happening right now.
SETH MCFARLENE
That is correct. See you on the other side, you batshit crazy SonOfABitch.
What.
*poof*
I told you I could make you say my name.
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-U.™
[As his girlfriend begins giving him a sensual and passionate fellacio, the man senses something isn't right.]
…baby.
Mm-hmm?
Um…
—whafths wrng?
Uh—nothing it's just—
—wht—
—that—just—
Uh huh?
What did you do earlier?
Before this?
Yeah.
I hada massage—
—before that—
—before that?
Yeah.
Hot ones.
WHAT?
Yeah—what?! I had a hot ones interview!
THATS WHY MY DICK IS ON FIRE?!
YOUR DICK IS FIRE—
—nah, wait— your dick is on fire?!
WHAT THE FUCK! YO.
Oh. That makes sense.
WHAT THE FUCK!
[he begins furiously rinsing his crotch with cool water]
Did you not think to brush your teeth!?!
I did brush my teeth!
With toothpaste!?
AND FLOSS.
Oh, really.
AND mouthwash!
I don't believe you!
Believe me! They gave me a whole gift basket after the interview—that's where I got the coupon for the massage!
FLASHBACK:
Sean Evan's gifts [Sunnï Blū] a gift basket full of hot ones essentials; DA BathBOMB, hot sauce body oils, first we feast (then we brush) toothpaste, all scoville scale inspired goods and products;
LATER:
Sean Evan's is taking a jacuzzi bath in a tub full of steamy red boiling hot sauce, when (the man) enters furiously and red faced, aiming for Sean Evans' neck; he stands up calmly and wraps himself in a towel, which looks like bacon.
Ah.
I've been expecting you.
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What is your preshow ritual, anyway?
I stand on one of the high floors, up here–
Yeah–
And I shoot snot at the tourists.
What?
Gross.
Fascinating.
Straight out of my nose.
Ah, God, man.
You need help.
And into the plaza.
Sick.
Gross.
Before every show.
[beat]
You know, some of those tourists are in your audience.
Exactly.
Agh.
You need help, guy.
You're a sick man.
What goes around…comes around.
Agh.
I JUST GOT MY NBC MERCH.
Ahh, shit, here she comes.
Is she drunk.
What time is it?
8:45 AM.
She's wasted.
Yooooooooooooooooo.
What up, californians.
What up Sunni.
Good morning.
Californians in new york,
That's fucked up.
Happens all the time.
It is weird.
Shouldn't be a thing.
Wasted.
You like my sweatshirt?
[Saturday Night Live]
It's custom.
No it isn't.
It's SNL.
I just said that.
THE ‘N' IS FOR–
What did you just say?
I said.
NONSENSE. THIS IS NONSENSE.
What.
Lets take a break.
__
CUT TO:
I'm going to stare at this photograph until the image of you is burned into my brain.
OKay.
Why are we LEVITATING?
And then,
I'm going to incinerate it with my mind.
*gasp*
YOU'RE JACKED.
I'M WASTED.
[meanwhile, at craft services]
More cocaine, please.
Thank you, very much.
You hold yourself together very well.
I'm sorry, i'm sorry–i'm sorry–i'm sorry.
What in the FUCK are you apologizing for?!
I am a telepathic time traveler.
I knew that already.
Like, in very real life.
Does this thing go both ways.
[REDACTED]
WHO ARE YOU?
I forgot, already honestly.
[The Office Style Mockumentary]
I heard you were looking for Jimmy.
I wasn't.
He's nuts.
I–
[This is not a movie about]
[REDACTED]
I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch.
I'm gonna kill him.
AMY POHLER
No comment.
{Enter The Multiverse}
Once you master the levitation, teleportation is only a very sight–
Jesus Christ.
Not quite.
I mean.
Seth Meyers. What are you doing here.
I'm not.
Okay.
L E G E N D S
Why are we levitating?
We're levitating. You're just—
Goddammit, what the fuck do you want?
Looking for this?
NO.
Well, why not?
Cause i dropped it; what the fuck are you doing with it?
…I thought you'd be looking for it–
Well, I wasn't, because I dropped it precisely where I dropped it on purpose.
Why–would you drop something like this?
Why wouldn't I?
Isn't it the only one of its kind?
Goddammit, you fucking suck at everything.
I don't suck at everything…
You suck at this, specifically–and this is everything.
Ah fuck, i lost his cadence.
I lost the cadence.
I lost everything.
Suddenly, i stopped writing in his cadence. It was as if, after all that time, he had simply just–
Disappeared.
Goddammit.
Now what happened.
Nothing!
Dis/Connect.
Disconnected.
Why. What happened.
The server is down.
What do you mean the server is down?
I'm the server.
Well, it's down.
WHAT IN THE FUCKKKKKK.
FUCK.
FUCK.
Now I gotta go find Jimmy Fallon.
FUCK MAN, I HATE THIS DUDE.
__
FUCK THIS NIGGA. I'M SICK OF HIM.
You can't say that.
I JUST DID.
You're lucky they even invited you back here.
INVITED ME? I OWN THE NETWORK.
WHAT!
Sunni.
SINCE WHEN.
YOU CAN'T BILL COSBY ME, MOTHERFUCKER.
I OWN NBC.
THATS RIGHT.
SUCK MY BIG BLACK DICK.
Sunni!
NIGGAAAAAAAAAAAA.
[throws liquor bottle through jewelry store window and palms all of the diamonds on display]
aaaaaahhhhhhhh — jager bomb.
THAT'S NOT EVEN JAGER.
Whateva.
L E G E N D S
Camera 1–
Now, look directly in the light…
I won four oscars… [for that one]
I knew that if Sara was a real person–then Stefon was probably a real person, and eventually, i started to wonder, if also–Sunni Blu was a real person.
Who is C'cxell Soleil?
DO YOU MEAN I COULD HAVE GOTTEN 10% OFF THIS SWEATER?!
AGGHGHHHH GODDAMMIT I HATE THIS MOTEHRFUCKER.
Let me try.
For what.
It's my console.
So.
I got cheat codes.
Let the name expire,
Or the game experience
spectacular levels of–
disacknowledgement .
At a certain point i realized that I had never heard the word ‘fuck' out of Seth Meyers' actual mouth.
This is levels, man.
Please explain to me this series.
*shrugs*
I can't.
[he walked away]
GOOD.
I tell you,
I'm not going anywhere near The Rockefeller Plaza
In anything less than my awful, irrelevant, and absolutely mediocre
do-not-mind-me and pay-no-attention deficit to—
Maybe anything i'm saying, because believe me
Tomorrow:
Whatever tomorrow is,
It's changing.
I only came here to delay my suicide maybe by at least one day further.
I could hope for a laugh, but an honest one would take better,
Than all the mechanics in the world, and maybe even —
Some sort of heroic gesture,
On my own part,
As you know,
I've got to be going.
Tainted.
Damaged.
TINA FEY
He's a little bit–
We think he may be,
special, maybe…
SUDAKIS
He's retarded.
Hey!
No, literally.
What! Come on!
All thumbs.
What the fuck does that mean, anyway?
*two thumbs down*
What is the plot of this, anyway?
I don't know anymore. I'm either adding to my portfolio or my suicide letter.
Pretty fancy suicide letter.
(It was a pretty fancy suicide.)
There's a deadline.
Did you catch any of these?
Hey look; I've got my own interpreter.
Why are we codeswitching?
We're always codeswtiching.
Why aren't they codeswitching?
They're the code.
Who wrote this programming?
If you tell me that this–
Astrophysicist.
Astrophysis–wait, what?
I told you don't fuck with Fallon! period!
Very heavy emphasis on the delay in negotiating these terms.
What do you make of it?
Nothing. I'm just-
Nothing?
That's it. He's ending me.
Just like that.
Just like that!
Are you serious?
It's his game. I'm just in it.
“Pawns”
This, is the most powerful man in television.
Why.
You'll see.
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Now, for a moment—
Do me a favor and imagine for a second—
Just for a second,
That someone,
Anyone—
Who?
Haha
Shut up.
Had read your writing
What writing.
Any of it.
Ok…
—before you arrived at Rockerfeller Plaza.
…which time.
Any time.
Oh.
That's right…I had been writing for years before I ever even stepped foot inside The Rock, even one time.
THE ROCK
Let's just say “30 Rock”
But is it technically like
24-58 Rockerfeller Plaza.
RADIO CITY, MANHATTAN, NEW YORK, NEW YORK.
So this is how many radio towers exactly?
All of them.
And how many satellites?
All of them.
And how many antennas.
All of them.
All of them.
All of them—that matter.
Which ones don't matter?
EXT. THE ARCTIC CIRCLE. WHENEVER.
AN IMPORTANT LOOKING BUSINESS MAN IN A SUIT ARRIVES
CUT BACK TO
CUT BACK TO
A GROUP OF ESKIMOS HAVE DISCOVERED A LARGE RADIO TOWER HAS BEEN PLACED IN THE CENTER OF THE TUNDRA.
The antenna begins to blink.
>< >< >< >< ><
CUT BACK TO:
…was that a stupid question?
I had fasted so long that l had begun to see ghosts, spirits dressed as Angeles, and, well…
It was strange to think that this place, wherever weeks of fasting and praying and driving and climbing mountains living out of your car takes you to, was when this revelation occurred to me.
Jimmy Fallon.
I— what?
Jimmy Fallon.
It must have been about four weeks, because, it was by the end of this week that the layout of Los Angeles, California had completely changed and been altered. Nothing was where I left it.
This is the labra tar pits.
[actual tar pits]
Not to mention I had somehow, from atop a perch at Elysian park, also witnessed the construction of Dodgers Stadium—
If my body is here, then where is my mind?
If this is the mind, then where actually is the body?
Simply put, and by the end, nearly everyone and everyone on earth had vanished, besides myself—
Jimmy Fallon.
There was no Jimmy Fallon here—
Just whispers of a name,
Remnance of an idea.
An idea's which might have once been a person,
But now,
Simply wasn't.
It was just one, singular; never having been wasted on anything,
Dollar bill.
FUCK, man, how am I supposed to keep telling this story?!
I don't know.
I'm real pissed off I can't find the scene with the coffee mug.
I'm pretty sure it's hot cocoa.
Whatever.
Cause why would it be coffee?
Why would it not be malt liquor in a fucking coffee mug if we're talking about Jimmy Fallon?
Why would it be malt liquor and not at the very least like a chocolate liqueur with a hint of baileys.
Because we're talking about Jimmy Fallon .
Are you sure he's an alcoholic!?
For the record!
So, just reiterating we'v established here that
The real Jimmy Fallon
The Actual Jimmy Fallon
And
The Regular Jimmy Fallon
Are entirely certainly—
Three seperate guys.
Sure, for the record.
Are you sure he's not.
I hope he's not.
Why!
Cause I like him.
WHY!
Idk. He just keep showing up—randomly, and at very odd moments.
So!
So I got used to him—being around.
Yikes.
Not around—just.
Oh, I get it, he's dead.
He's not dead, he's downstairs.
fuck.
Well, I almost didn't think about it.
No. There is no Jimmy Fallon.
Meat.
Waaaahhhhh???!!?
It's an all meat sandwhich.
What do you mean
It's like an Italian BMT
What.
Without the—
Bread.
Yes, exactly.
It's just meat.
Gross.
No, this is gross.
What.
You told me
No fakies.
You told me to come up with a sandwhich which embodied “The Jimmy Fallon Brand“
And—?!
AND I DID THAT
This is a VEGETARIAN EGG MCMUFFIN.
It's NOT, ITS A JIMMY FALLON—
But you just couldn't connect with that.
Connect the dots.
I gotta get out of town .
So, you mean—
This TV host thing is a full time job.
Pretty much.
Where are the models?!
Whooooo neeeeds models, when you've got
PAGES.
Woah, hoes.
Those are the 2024 NBC pages.
Why are their skirts so short.
I know.
Why… are their shoes so ugly—
To distract from the fact that they're allowed to wear those skirts!
I guess.
You're racist.
No, I'm ugly but—
WHY ARENT THERE ANY BLACK PAGES.
Oh, there are.
Oh yeah?! WHERE.
30 ROCKERFELLER PLAZA. OFFICES. DAY.
Humdala-humdala-humdala-hmmmmmm—
Humdala-humdala—hmmmmm
Goddammit. What is this dude's pre show ritual.
Yo. Give me the keys to the Hellicopter.
No.
Fine. I'll just take the push-to-start.
Ok, I'm coming.
(Eventually, we'll get back to Seth Meyers)
Why is he important.
Cause I—
Let's just be honest,
I don't understand this.
Why.
Ahem.
Why is it that—
No matter where I am,
In the various multidimentional planes,
I am reachable by
Jimmy Fallon.
I don't know.
This has something to do with Jesus, doesn't it?
Don't ask me about my brother. I don't know what he's into—or where he goes when he's not.
Parasailing.
Ah .
Paraphrasing.
Ok.
Parasite.
*ing.
Wait. I am not a parasite.
I'm not taking anything from Jimmy Fallon.
…am I!
what the fuck exactly just happened.
What do you mean.
The…propeller seems to have stopped working.
Yes, it did.
Why are we not free falling rapidly.
Oh, we are.
CUT TO:
A HELLICOPTER FALLING RAPIDLY FROM THE SKY
oh dear GOD—
CUT BACK TO:
A helicopter is suspended in midair, appearing to be frozen.
I'm so fucked. I'm so fucked. I'm so fucked.
I know what you did Fallon.
No you don't!
Sucks to be you! I so do know what you did.
Even if you do—/
And I also did it.
goddammit.
“Suspension of Disbelief”
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!
look, I know how to be super skinny. I'm just not.
WHY.
Cause I like food!
Pretty windows,
Decent teachers—
Learning lessons,
Leaning in and,
Recent intermissions
Admissions to priestes,
And alter boys,
Insence smoke,
And—
I said I'd sign the prenuptial agreements!
What's in the —?
Prenuptual agreements.
…but…you have nothing.
I've always had nothing but, I've never had— him.
What?
Not until now.
That's not a man, that's a God–
(And)
That's not a Dog, that's a friend
Even if this is the end
We're just gonna do it again
(and again, and again)
Tell me;
What did you want?!
Did you get it?
Cause if not, you're gonna!
That's not a watch, it's a gun
(And it's going off!)
Pull the trigger-
You gotta.
Did you want it?
Did you wanna?
Moderation:
Marijuana
I'm not a God.
(I don't wanna)
–But I got all that I wanted
(I put the air in your lungs)
Fuck/
That's not a coincidence, is it?
That's not a coincidence.
(It never it)
Here's another one,
For your records
He's a writer
She's a–
I Liked him better off dead
(He was better off dead)
Pull the trigger–
Pull the trigger!
Well that's a
Whole lotta luggage
Lotta stuff that you bought at the
–I was just onto a
That's not a God,
That's a Goddess
(All locked up in the)
(open the door:)
That's not a God,
It's your mother!
( I wanted it)
I don't want anymore–
I can't write anymore songs
(But I got what I wanted)
That was not a coincidence.
If I look into your eyes, i'll die.
I'm a dead person.
I believe you.
Please don't make that face at me.
It's the only face i've got.
“Oh well”
With a shrug
Is i've ive got on
But there's no nonchaloncé
It's a problem
I don't wanna talk about it.
I don't wanna talk about it.
“In Retrospect, I should have lead with deportation.”
An Ear for Innuendo
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Weeeelllll
This is about to make sense—
Isn't it?
Probably not.
Oh well, roll the tape.
L E G E N D S
what tape?
…
…hello?!
….
HELLO?
posh.
—tried to record the vocals with it but apparently either my interface or my computer—
Whatever
—Money.
-U. ft, Happy Accidents
Dunno when I'm going to be able to do vocals next so here's the instrumental, the lyrics. And whatever else was in my notes when I was in producer mode with my documents open.
Amen
posh. (Instrumental)
Happy Accidents ft. -Ū.
Actually I was thinking about using my Srs Blk Alias.
[serious black]
// srs blk.
Whatever there's robots outside my door coughing right now.
Here go the lyrics.
Fucking robots.
This is just a fad
Why you mad?
What is in my bag
(Posh)
I am just a fan
Why you mad
You are not my man
This is just a fad,
I make dance music cause I can
This is just a fad
Why you mad
(Keep it classy)
Posh.
I am hella bad
Do the math
You are not my dad
This is just a fad
I make dance music cause I can
I am just a fan
Why you mad
You are not my man
This is just a fad
(Dance)
Posh
This is just a fad.
Facts.
{Enter The Multiverse}
I don't think I like anybody!
That's right, I'm not looking.
Mis it possible to be asexual
Google?
Now,where should it go?
I don't know if I'd quite cal it asexual, just…disinterested in the general population at large.
But you're in the general population,
Exactly.
I'm in need of a pillow pet.
Have you tried toys r us.
Do you know how weird it's going to look for a 40 something year old man with zero kids to walk into a toys r us and ask for a pillow pet?
So you have thought about it.
Are you stupid?
Not as stupid as I ought to be
Lay on the tarmac.
What.
Just—lay in the tarmac
For what?
I'm going to run you over with an airplane.
…that might work.
“How to Kill An Immortal”.
It's that time of the day
And the day of the week
Where my mind goes awry
(So long, sir)
And my heart starts making the wrong turns
Cross eyes, ten and two
[Atomic Number]
cross Eyes, ten and two
Cross your heart,
Or don't
(Goodbye, sir)
Goodbuy, good sir
I just bought a pony,
I want a fruit roll up
My internet due tomorrow
(Go finish the album)
I just want donut
Good morning
Hot topics
I've got much more to show for it than you're onto.
Than you're onto
Than you're onto—
Honest.
Don't stop there, dog.
(Atomic Number)
Thats no crosswalk
Purchase you for favors
For favors
For flavors
Four flavors, are there
But I've only got my whole eye on one of them
What up then
Don't call the number
Oh, God damn
Go run, Pharoh for you want an arrow out of your head
Free hand and heart
I thought I was a musician,
—I'm not though;
I stand 44 stories tall
When I stand right behind you,
Shadow.
Small man
I love McDonald's
I got a long hat
I got along swimmingly with your mom and dad, huh
Data
data projects and the atomic number
That's all folks
Data projects and those atomic numbers
Cosmic stardust, they all shook
They ain't lie, that's a hard pink turn purple
They ain't lie, God, that's a mellow yellow saxophone there—
They ain't lie, god, brought tear to an eye where there are no more,
Heart took a wrong turn
They ain't lie, God,
It is bright plumb
Are you in a black hole or what?
Are you shook for stars and all bout dollars?
Are you sure that had my name on it?
Are you sure, or are you all talk
All you sure, mom? Call the doctor.
Are you sure at all, at all, at all about what you all wrote
I'm on the 44th floor staring off, Dad.
Straining heard, though—
Had my eyes closed and my mouth sown permanently shut / sh it
Is that your industry or something?
Is that your window out my car door?
Is that your hand over no heart at all—
But a chest stuck out;
Bring you down real fast when I've been humbled.
Goddamn, when's this song over?
When they tell you about God, God
And all you do is turn your back, God,
Are you good, or bad, God,
If all I have is in this Target cart
So I crunch numbers,
Fall in black hole songs, atomic number—-
It's just that time of the day
And that day of the week where I call out
Into the sound stage
Reaching back,
Into my alter,
Rocks in my pocket
And one at the Plaza
One year only,
One whole summer
One whole novel,
10 movies, more songs,
Light candles and hard rock, Nirvana
Soft porn,
No dollar bills,
No ballers,
— I struck rules and struck diets,
Followed often around like I own something
I just might be,
What they call
—Ten more songs!
(A poet.)
—And a whole bunch of unfinished—
NO—
Cut to:
fade in/
Fade out—
Whose line is it anyway?
I ain't got no teleprompter!
Fresh out of water, and
Blocked from purchasing on Amazon market cause
Something is wrong with my name
Or observations I once made
About being scammed by the monopoly
Oh, polyamorous polyaddixt, polysexual
Polygons, on PolyGod,
God only—
God ain't lie,
It was plum,
Closed my eyes to confirm, God,
Can't conform, God.
Atomic
Number.
I can do ten more before sundown; before
I'm so over tired from espresso bean coffee,
All about a dollar, I was—
Everything I want in my target cart
So I sure don't,
For sure don't,
Ever, On God,
Have to walk in the supermarket on
Stuggle mode
Slow down, posh.
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-Ū.
Telesynthesis
Tell me why,
No matter how you mix and match these scenes,
They all make very exciting episodes.
That's just how it is.
{Enter The Multiverse}
Ah. more posters.
Double-Double.
//
L E G E N D S
I don't know who lied to you, buddy, but you are not white.
They lied to you, boy.
That boy ain't white.
Look at em.
He ain't white.
They lied to you.
Something like—
—a bicentennial bullet wound.
It can't be that bad. You're only 50x
I don't know what else to do about this other than prepare to die.
He said it would come on fast after this.
Who was he?
I don't know .
Hm,
Just—shut up!
Okay.
Shutup!
I got it, I got it…
Fuck, this dude is gonna kill me.
We can only hope that's what he plans to do.
Anything else, and I'm double-fucked.
Maybe quite literally.
I can't handle that.
Ii did have a good time a Bohemian Grove.
How do you even get tickets to that?
Early.
Goddammit, how did he do this?
Are you not like self aware of your own environment, or?
Not if I don't have to be, no.
Is everything okay over there?
Yeah, everything's fine?
Fuck, what happened?!
I don't know.
I fell asleep holding nothing; not stones at all, however, I awoke with The Illuminati Stone and one large rose quartz from a dream in which fly po
What if all I lost
Was a contact
And all you wanted
Was a daughter
What if our world's were opposite
I'm a rockstar
You got nowhere to run home to
You're not important
I got nothin but hot bodies
On my tour bus, or private jet
Whatever way we get to the stage
Where i'm playing
You're soaked in rain just thanking God for rainbows
Filled with pain
Plate filled with old food
From Whole Foods,
With no shame
“Hey. at least it's wholesome”
I'm holed up in my studio making music
With famous people and no names
I made famous
Playing a game that I made up
You don't even know the rules of
But if you learn them in time,
YOu might just be where I am
Or
You might just die
From sucicide–
That's the plan
Not like you have family, but you see
If I die
I might just take 5 lives with me
The limelight's tricky
All i got in my inbox is tits
And celebrities on my timeline
You don't mind:
You're just happy to see the sunshine
And find silence after a long day
And a long night
Trying to find life–
Cause so far you know you died
That's wild–
So did I,
IT took awhile to get to the other side though
Keep trying
JAGUAR
I HAVE NEVER DIED.
I'm telling you RIGHT NOW to TURN BACK.
TURN BACK? I've been walking in this direction THE WHOLE TIME.
EXACTLY.
I'm following you.
DON'T FOLLOW ME.
I'm f–
DON'T FOLLOW ME.
I knew i would never see her again.
Once i turned around it wasn't long before I realized, I had moved in the opposite direction, but was not in the same place I had been before–and I finally remembered.
You can't go backward.
But KA, you said time travels in all directions…
In Infinite directions.
What's the difference.
“All” is just ‘some' things. Infinite is everything.
Oh.
*sighs heavily again*
Ok. [beat] lets make fire again!
Make fire again?
Yes!
I thought you hated ‘making fire'
I did, but I like marshmallows.
Alright, marshmallows.
KU and YOUNG KA Flicker in the smoke and shadows of the firelight in a far and distant, dark cosmos, as constellations form around them, expanding outwards into galaxies beyond comprehension.
You want some?
No, I'm not fond of Marshmallows.
Lol
Lol
Lol.
WAKE UP.
Nooh.
I told you NOT TO FALL ASLEEP.
Now you have to start over.
NO.
Noh
I wasn't asleep! I barely nodded off.
Clock starting.
First of all, I told you.
Dillon Francis is a Psychopath.
I know that.
Because i told you that.
I already knew that.
How could you possibly know.
Just look at him.
[Dillon Francis]
But I got you now, buddy.
What did he do to you?
[pause] –He killed my cat.
He killed you cat?!
[beat] Well, no, but–
???
Something Like That.
I'm gonna have a heart attack.
PLease don't.
HeART attack.
Mm. That was good. But it needs more force.
More?
Put some *love* in it.
What's that? *shrugs*
HeART ATTACK.
What the fuck is he doing.
PLaying with one of his alter egos.
Jesus Christ. How many are there.
Who really knows.
What are you two dipshits doing.
NOthing.
Training.
Training!
No.
*eyes*
You can't train yourself.
Woah–
Woah, woah–
That's an insult
Both, exactly the same
We are not the same.
Jinx.
Go fuck yourself.
*looking at watch*
Not until 3.
*everyone stops and stares*
You schedule your jackoff calendar .
I'm very busy.
Obviously not busy enough.
It's called “building stamina”
Do you use “home” or “work” for that.
I use candidly.
Yikes.
Wow.
Anyway, this scene is running long; I gotta walk off screen and say something clever, for continuity.
But it's only 2:15!
If you're not early, you're late!
I hate him.
So does everybody.
If you cry one more time,
I'll actually kill you.
Put the gun away, dude.
Why?!
Cause you're crazy.
It's 5 AM.
Ok.
Take your shit and get off the toilet,
We have shit to do.
[beat]
FLUSH.
Royal flush
I win again.
Dammit.
This is not LOVE. This is just
LUST
AH, fuck it though,
I love these cunsluts.
COME OUT OF RETIREMENT.
No, not us.
I can do nothing but watch you suffer
—suffer the little children unto me
I can do nothing, but watch you suffer.
—suffer the little children unto me
I can do enough, but watch you alter
Suffer the children unto me
I can do nothing of earth, but of sun—
Suffer the children unto me
Riding through Brooklyn
With Yelawolf bumpin
I should be thumping to something else but
I never got the trunk to open
Nope, I was fucked up some
Broke girl summer
Broken girl summer
Surfs up, though
Copestetic,
I am
Don't stop writing
(I tried)
Intuition
I died
Whoever
I am
Exit Bedstuy
So far behind,
I'm ahead
What's that like
Left the pary,
Fuck that line
Partly cloudy with a chance o
Get UP.
Nah, I'm fine.
For the most part—
I just
When does this train stop?
For the most part—
Where the fuck do I get off this ride?
I guess I don't
For the most part
Sure,
I miss my mom but
Some days she's up
And the others
GET OUT OF MY HOUSE.
HOW?!
I will literally FLY you out, just
———————————————-//—-wait, come back.
Wait, you can't just cut the strings like that
That's amazing lady
(She painted like a Mercedes)
The second rule of time travel
Since you're clearly a rule breaker
2. Don't get hit by anything moving not fast enough to kill you
Entirely and completely
A fuck, which Brooklyn is this?
JUST—time TRACWL
BAMANAS.
(William H. Macy is SIR, now)
*face*
Ok, I'm cool with that.
Better hold that thought—
And your phone
Why what's up,
Cause I can hear my train a coming.
JIM(I)
Well, I guess this is it.
Are you sure
Almost
Yeah, I'mmma get this real quick.
I AM A GOD.
No, yur not.
RICK! GET DOWN FROM THERE
WAIT, you CC saw this movie, right?
Where IS your center of balance, anyway?
It's not.
GET DOWN, KITE.
——aaaaand—
ITS GONE.
Let's just be real, I don't know how this happens.
Best keep it that way,
Now whose hot and toxic?
I'm the talk of the catwalk
The cause of the kamikaze
Come for me
Suddenly my nausea's gone
Imma run off,
Like I should have the first time
I'm up
LUKE SKYWALKER
I'm LUKE SKYWALKER.
Bitch.
It's hard to believe
That I, too,
Could be in the window
This could be an innuendo
This could be an instrumental
We should get going
Go to work
Fuck, am I still in a movie or some shit
Or some shit.
Fuck the glasses,
See my face for this
IT WANTS BANANAS
GIVE IT BANANAS
GIVE IT WHAT IT WANTS M
PLEASE HELP ME.
*with a monocle*
*running fingers grubbily*
For how much.
*grimaces-*
Wow, they really picked this little girl out,
Just to pig party you
I know.
So where the fuck is this again?
EXT. HELLS KITCHEN
I DONT THINK HE's a good man
No,
I don't think he's a good man at all, now
All I see's a child,
And that's why
It's just getting wilder it here
Now I'm in the water
(I can't drown)
We all need a savior
How about now?
How about a round of applause
For the audience
That watched the whole performance
And don't know what the words to the song were
Right on.
Tell me why
American girls just
Get too cynical bout this.
Why so hypocritical?
We got A+ in robotics
Now we got
Animal Products in
All of our water
We got Islam R US in
Jansport backpacks
That's how you rat out these assholes
That is a terrorist practice
So who's gonna watch that shit
Over and over
And wish he could have that?
So
Whose in the water now
Once you cheat once,
Then it's all
Void after that
The God of the void is annoyed with you
I just anointed you all with oil
You're so fucking disappointing
It's just
Innapropriate
Well, turn it off, then!
Did you work today?
Guess not,
I'm too useless
We work, you know.
Your music is stupid.
That's how good you look:
Music producer
No words for this.
Here.
What.
I want you to carry this.
Mariah, or Jim?
Got it.
OK.
OK.
OK, YOU WIN.
That's RIGHT,
STUPID BITCH.
I'm o—
Fuck that little dick nigga
Broh God bless Jah Pharoh living up to his last name by reminding me that I also need to run.
True facts.
WHATS IN THE BOOOOOOOOWWLLLLL—
Ing green?
More dead people.
Please, if you would.
Eats—people?!
Onlympurple—ones.
Are you serious!?
CUT TO COMMERCIAL. CUT TO COMMERCIAL.
Ok, damn.
Wait, so how long do I gotta be—
Everybody.
Till it ends.
When's the—
{Enter The Multiverse}
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COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. ©
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©
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What's In the box though?
Idk. Get in.
XXX. ft Kendrick Lamar (Uptown A Remix)
[Bootleg] Uptown A
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Original Track: XXX. (DAMN, Kendrick Lamar, 2017)
“The Rescue”
This hearty soup uses tumeric, garlic, and beetroot to help boost the immune system and ward off oncoming attacks.
This is not a simple soup to throw together once you've already come down with a full-on cold or flu, as you may not have the energy to gather the ingredients and for preparation, however— this soup is more meant for helping to boost the immune system in the beginning stages of coming down with a seasonal bug, or as a preventative booster. This recipe's complex blend of vitamins and minerals from greens and root vegetables keeps its ingredients' wholesome nutritional value high by first oven roasting the vegetables in a medley before adding them to the pot rather than boiling them; the prep time for this recipe is about 2 hours, with an additional 1-2 hours of cook time to simmer for flavor and for the raw chickpeas to reach the ideal texture before serving— the blend of herbs and root vegetables will add a layer of immunity and protection against any oncoming disruption to your normal level of health, and is hearty enough to be served alone, or with a side dish of salad or even a half sandwich, if you're feeling up to it.
You will need:
½ medium size had of cauliflower
½ medium to large yellow onion
½ red onion of the same size
½ white onion, per reference
1 whole celery heart
One fresh turmeric root
1-3 beets worth of beet root and leafy greens— you will only use the root for this recipe and can save the beets for later
1 stalk baby boo choy
3-4 medium sized carrots
¼ green bell pepper
⅓ pasilla or Anaheim pepper, per preference (one is milder than the other, but for heavy sinus congestion I suggest the Pasilla pepper, which is a bit spicier and will decongest easily, especially when including some of the seeds into the medley)
⅓ red bell pepper
⅓ yellow bell pepper
⅓ orange bell pepper
½ can stewed tomatoes with onion
½ can stewed tomatoes with garlic
(This is for broth flavor)
One whole vine ripened tomato
5-8 cloves of garlic (per preference)
About 3 tablespoons of fresh ginger root (a thumb tip's worth)
3 cups chickpeas, pre rinsed and soaked overnight
½ cup finely chopped fresh dill
½ cup finely chopped fresh cilantro
¼ cup finely chopped freshoregano
½ lime
½ lemon
Crushed red pepper
Sea salt
Thyme
Black pepper
Part II
Spirit says music was first, then words, and after actions—and then all of time is just acting out the stories that were told in the beginning as art
and…
Something tells me
Something's not all the way right with my head
I'm
Lost in my mind,
I'm
All the way here,
But I'm still
Somewhere off a bit
Velvet, the skin,
I'm just as sick in my head as I ever,
Recovered sex addict, and by definition of nutrition
—this handsome nigga smells like red licorice.
(It's actually cherry ludens with pectin.)
Zeroing in and away, heroing hard
For your heroine,
Heroin veins,
Pigs on the wing,
Singing your song
Hearing your cry out
Fly out my miles, my son
Come into my arms, mine oath
The love, some trouble
Heavy was her heart,
Lied to cover
Still shattered,
Ravine ions, cosmos farm
And Wanda's black eye
Timmy's wishes and
SpongeBob's shallow grave,
Oh, how high I got
That Arnold's lost love
Was actually
Strangely enough
Also his narcissist,
Probably also practicing witchcraft
And exorcisms of him.
Scissorman, Scissorman—
Get a load of this one;
Frog and toad, a couple laughs
Behind the masks,
For this world.
Would you honor?
Give your blessing, butter
Different wages paying,
Listen, shallow author:
You would write but then not follow up
About the actors?
The actors!
The actors have had it.
I'm
Just
As
Badly
Damaged
As
I ever was
And listen, Awesome told me
Your story
I chuckled
All the way
Up until
The literal punchline
Now,
Go home;
Go hike Runyon.
For a few hours, we can pretend.
That old haunts
Don't boil up
They always have, of course
But you know
Nothing quite as pungent as
What's become of yours
[I love my son.]
There it is again,
As if something had called her,
There, more words
But less of them than the tongue could offer
Swear you, listener,
Past this message sits the wilted thumbs of wilderness,
and weary travelers,
Song pigeons and mismatched audience appearances
For pleasantries
And of course,
Dessert trays.
Cause I wear—
—We all know.
If anything happens these days,
It's because I'm a comic.
(At some point)
Sunglasses before the sun's up;
Eat candies before it all melts
Warm something as download comes
To fight or fold,
To win or die
To live or lose
Whatever then
First time flying
And I've got
My mind blinding me out
Deciding for once
That I'm not the whole world
Just to have the experience
If being surrounded by others
In some way.
The runway lights up all blue, and I'm in love with you.
The subway cars opposite collide, I wish I died already.
I should give some time between myself and my writing, I think.
I really shouldn't end things the way I'm thinking of ending things—
But I'm thinking of ending things.
How selfish of me.
First time flying
Sunglasses before the sun comes up
Halls on my tongue
And vitamins in my pocket,
I shuffle over and over in my mind,
The millions of dollars
And all that I go through
Just to skip post,
And go home to no one.
But—hello there
No one's looking over your shoulder quite so hard as
This poster is,
So aware of what's there, and near you
You've begun to fear it
Well, then,
Hands in my pocket and down
Dawn to dusk,
Shaking my head,
Drunkenly, but stone sober
Really no one told me about the poetry,
But a whole world opened,
Inside of your notebook—
Which I stand holding.
Pleasentries, sick dissent,
Indecent exposure.
And body odor this early in the morning;
Gotta love country folk
Supposedly no judgements, but as I grow I older,
The slower toad I become, and discover my bird eye—
Here's to hopes
The Hellicopter is all I know
From here to Hell and back
Westward bound,
The Sun rise behind us
Sunglasses and no sun yet
My eyes reminders of times
I remember
Sure you did, sir
I been there
Suffered the whole coast
And I'm still not sure
You realize you're face down, ass up at an international airport right now.
They say this airport is known for its art installations.
You don't say.
Grandiose to escape the algorithm,
Tapped in with the captains hats
Fit six of my guieapigs in the business
1 transsexual,
And 6 women
3 biracial non-bianaries
Some accused extra terrestrials
You left me home, but —
Nobody washes the whites without me.
It's OWSLA again.
[The Festival Project ™]
It's mid week in midtown
I fell asleep at a business meeting,
Thinking in sequences,
Drinking in increments,
Sweet, sweet music,
Death and television
Television
Celebritism, star power
And no wonder
Early October vacations
From power fortunes tied to us
We want Redbones,
Resonated chambers,
Thankless sacraments of disaster
Are you archived?
Damaged and the flatline
Comes at such a heavy decibel
Your arms grow numb and
Start to stiffen;
No wonder you're not paranoid
Inside of our religion
The Eye
See i,
Excuse me miss—
Did I miss it ?
Plea, I
Give thanks,
Again for
—this is our tradition
Me, I,
Seek I
—-meaning to make sense of it but,
The might,
She died, I guess
The center of my kitchen
Distressed from attention deficit disorder
Sure, Marsh
—Whatever doctor .
He was just the type I like
Milky silky white
Sunglasses
Slicked back hair
Thick round thighs
High fashion—( l)
Sun baked
Pose to take a selfie, right?
Just the type I like;
Milky silky white
There's the girl that'll do anything for ya
But she's no body
With nobody
No good, I
In fact
So ugly l you could choke on just the thought of her
Even with beer goggles on
But she'll do anything you want
And like it—and it doesn't cost
She'll fall in love with you
(For not even a single dollar.)
[The Festival Project ™]
Now that we —
{Enter The Multiverse}
Ahem.
Part III
Day trip
Take a nap
Change the map.
Pet the cat
Let the dog out
Run a lap
Pitty Pat
Pitty Pat
Pitty Pat
Pitty Pat
I Pitty Pat
I Pitty Pat
Broh what up with these Dillon Francis clones tho.
How do you know they're clones?
They can't all be multi dimentionals.
They could!
You never know; they really could.
I run these robots
Into dark corners
Just to honor me
They come scurrying and ugly to annoy and ponder upon me, all the while praying l, my mind on
Don't mind those, they're broke bots
I haven't l l stopped my work to finish
Work on
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I'm sure by now you've noticed
The only people in
Champion sportswear and
Jansport backpacks
Are ugly, slow,
And weak
L E G E N D S
(I have noticed.)
If attention deficit is forsure your destination
I'm you're designated courier, or carrier pigeon
This isn't ingidgenous reparations or explicit subliminal messages,
But if it is, this is suggestive your direction is correct and attentive
Listen to this shit:
Case dismissed;
Next time I'll fly direct
Hit my line if your eyes are dilated
I'm miles high,
So if it rejects,
Just leave a message
(Eject!)
All of a sudden,
I'm somewhere else
(With him)
He pulls on the rings
On the back of my
—what was I wearing again?
I should have stayed home in the first place
(You don't listen)
I should have stayed home in the first place
(You don't—)
I should have stayed home for awhile
Cause before hand, and I'm wild
Random foreplay,
Orgasm,
Desire you,
You're right, I don't listen.
All of a sudden, I'm gone with you.
Those women in Santa Monica,
All perfect and in hoards and by the handfuls
The type celebrities get
Celebrities need,
Celebrities want—
A shrill reminder
Or what I am,
And can often lose focus,
Drawing back on icons,
Sifting through the skin I feel,
Entrapped by circumstance
And perhaps, even
Some terrible curse, or
A shield of protection.
—the deathly hollows.
It almost felt as if I'd never write again, but here I was
Nearer somehow to a strange fame,
The end of famine
And feast of none—
Doubling back upon
Something I had recorded
In this experience,
Alone and awakened,
Moving in automatic,
Chaos and charismatic,
felt, but never intertwined
In the awesome circumstance
Of wanting, no—
Needing to be loved,
And never having been;
Needing to be touched, and never having felt
The grip of sorts,
The higher bar taste of something I had become famished,
The sense of a calling so sacred,
It beconed to my sea,
The only one,
A diamond in starry skies
A night of dawn,
But dark, the thought
The ever present one,
Never loved,
And shallow kind
Shallow breath,
And putrid thoughts,
Reckoning the wilted flower,
The springing seed,
The calling of another and yet,
Here I was,
Tolerance,
At her mercy—
Fearing none but knowing,
By the handfuls they come,
And drawn like magnets
Into my being,
A focus,
Nonesuch art none otherwise known as
My hell
The bodies of women
Perfect and priveleged,
Sunbathed and worthy
Of everything I wanted and needed
Without working at all.
I wondered harder, fasting.
Soft lips upon his Adam's Apple,
I drift away in his chest,
Dreft, the smell of michielf managed,
Then, the music of songs loved
And garnished with sprouts of June
In the coming of spring,
Does form another,
Again, my love
I call for mercy
The pain of yours needing born
And my heart estranged
Mercy
Her eyes were darkened circles
And body brittle;
As I admired her courtesy, charm
And delicate stature,
Arose to connect this,
A tune—
So sung to tell a story
Of Rocky Racoon
Irish spring to lather his back,
In bar form;
His burgundy Mercedes Benz has had parked in my garage,
And I, not able to trust his drunken judgements,
Captured his keys, as my mother and I
Had worried for him,
Dissappeared again into the night, and yet—
At least the keys and the car
Were safe with me, at home
As was his,
Whenever he wished to return
My strange and far love
Nearly since almost nothing
Screen doors and Fischer Price
Office calls and casting agents,
Honey bees and biopics
Telephoto lenses and
Semi autobiographical pornography
Marriages and suits to match
A name for Vegas wedded lie,
A love bloomed from birth,
Cherished insights in the water
Reservations and yamakas,
Simple and sacred,
The undone village,
The thought of nothing but one
Until another does pull the string
To which I had once known as harness,
But had since cut,
Only watching to strive,
Seeing the dance one makes for one to distance,
But only dangling, seeing not that I
Had come free and was wary of
All love, by now.
All men, indeed.
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COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©
They're gripping at straws to make me look and feel crazy which can only mean—
He's losing his power.
Hopefully he's expecting another baby.
Hopefully, for the ba's sake and its mother, it's not a little girl.
Even my big and strong boy might be irreversibly damaged at the hands of a psychotic narcissist with anger problems—and though surely he had tried to kill me any way he could, I had survived.
Now, the tables had indeed turned in my favor. With enough time, the truth would be revealed not only to those above, but to all who knew us; I hadn't lost my mind at all, only finally found a pair of eyes that could see the world around me that they did not like—and a pair of legs to run away from it.
The first time my ex husband actually hit me— he had snapped, and though there had been other counts of shoving,heavy handed close calls and other questionable events in the years leading up to this, it had never been what it turned out to be his fist actually connecting with my face— not just once, but several times over and over until something got in the way— even years later, I didn't know what, but maybe just that I had stopped moving, or struggling to get away.
“Play dead.”
Maybe he thought I was dead—or maybe I was. Everything since in the nearly eight years after seemed an inescapable and hellish nightmare—inescapable, that is, from him. Or, from “it.” The thing that had tried to kill me
That even after assuming an entirely new identity and seperate life, this dirty, lazy, disgusting and altogether unllpleasant energy seemed to follow me everywhere—and worse—this energy seemed to crawl into the other humans surrounding me, and like a parasite, never letting go.
I wanted to die as much as anything just to never be reminded of him again.
My thriving and success would make him look like a fool— more of one, anyhow, and either way— his jealousy of my life without him made it obvious how little and weak he actually was, though not on purpose, and, in some ways—many small ones, I had succeeded.
Suddenly, everything became battlegrounds—fighting for my life as if somehow I were still in my abusers presence and grips—the devil in him seeking me out in the world as if I had deserved it in the first place.
No one really deserves to die like that/-
Especially not in front of their children.
Now at least I knew he had no power alone, but that what one would The Devil itself often lived inside of the weak—weak in spirit, weak minded. Feeble and malleable, often fat and lazy people, it had become obvious— that people were the tools for this force to deplete the light and kindness, the good spirit and soul's purpose of others.
I had forgiven him, but something indeed had rotted away the core I thought once shared into a blackened depth if awful waste—the things about him belonging to a world I wished never to see or be part of. I had grown, and changed—and I was sure with time so had he; perhaps not, but I couldn't know and wouldn't want to, wishing only for the best for anyone's sake.
But this thing that seemed to follow me was a pitiful, screaming l and evil thing—I had let go with the consistent reminders of the permanent scars left in the crevices of my lip, and on my face—and though an entire child and perhaps several women between us, his need vengeance that I had left must have been mad, as the sweltering parasitic welt that riled up with enough fierceness to crawl into other sunken bodies, and surround my every waking moment. Not his power, at all, but a greater force of evil—the evil of all mankind—Satan himself seemed to have chosen me as his prey, my abuser as the illusion of conception.
There for I,
There for I,
There for I,
None! As truth did shatter mine ever being,
And also Ever person near
WHO VALIDATED THAT BITCH'S PARKING.
—you think she drove here?!
—if she did it would be on a broomstick.
Goddammit.
Get her out of here!
Out! I said!
You're…not a fan of Fallon's, are you.
No, I'm not.
(No—God, no.)
Well, why not?
First of all, he winks at people.
;)
*cringe*
Like, off camera.
JIMMY O'FALLON
And I want damages.
Damages?!
Damages.
He's seeking damages?! To what.
JIMMY O'FALLON
Like, my entire—everything.
Damages to everything.
My entire life!
Ah.
[The Festival Project ™]
I've got to admit, being sued hy Jimmy Fallon is probably the most exciting thing that's ever happened in the entirety of this series!
What about that thing with Skrillex.
(That was pretty exiting.)
Which thing with Skrillex?
All the things with Skrillex were pretty exciting.
(Admittedly, yes.)
Then there was Dillon Francis.
I hate Dillon Francis.
Exactly.
Why!
Because he excited you.
Next question!
Ahead.
Yo. I finally get to link up with Supacree.
You're a mess.
Everything is a mess.
The world is a mess.
—your mom's a mess.
Amanda, please.
Have you been drinking?
How long has deadmau5 been a cat?
Forever, I think.
Exciting!
Enter through the exit! Enter through the exit!
Who the fuck let you in here.
{Enter The Multiverse}
MARTHA STEWART'S plan for world domination is complete.
L E G E N D S
Johnny Moon was a handsome fellow;
Johnny Moon was a Sam as well.
Johnny Moon was a madman also;
Johnny Moon had indeed done bad.
Johnny Moon was a handsome devil;
Johnny Moon was a charming man
Johnny Moon went to heaven after
Johnny Moon finished in Hell.
Welcome To The Wonderful World of…
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By
[The Festival Project ™]
Breaking down that one scene from Ascension.
How the fuck did these two actors even get into the realm of ascension?
Being honest, I think it's that part of the dream like in The Wizard of Oz and/ or Alice in wonderland where everything just kind of bleeds together into one blurry weird world before it all explodes—or implodes—
Whatever, just kill yourself.
(On my way.)
Titus- Jason Sudakis
Perscimmion - Will Forte
Why.
I don't know why.
The King
(I'll let you decide.)
Titus and and Perscimmion—
One argues this character's name is actually “Persimmon”… i've generally myself no preference but though I had first heard it as “Simeon”— Apparently, actually, “Perscimmon”, or “Persimmon”, the former however not accurately as in other contexts, he is sometimes referred to as “Perci”
Whatever. Why is this Will Forte.
*shrugs*
Cause whatever, I don't know.
(I like his socks.)
Titus and Perscimmon—
Perscimmion
Whatever.
CUT TO:
/Bedtime Stories with Chak Chel
—or was it, Chak Chel's bedtime stories.
Whichever. No one cares.
THE COSMIC AVENGER/SUPACREE
Ugh grow up.
KIRSTEN SHAAL
Or is it Kristin?
Ugh
K, SHAAL
It could be whoever, or whatever— anyone— right?
GOOGLE KID 1
But it's not whoever.
GOOGLE KID 2
It is whoever.
GOOGLE KID 1
It's just two actors!
GOOGLE KID 3
—then pick better actors!
watch it!
K. SHAAL
It could be whatever, it could be whoever… I could be whoever! I'm whoever. It doesn't matter.
CUT BACK TO:
{Enter The Multiverse}
L E G E N D S
Dissecting this recent excerpt from Ascencion
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— have just discovered the King's seduction of a lady in waiting; the reigning Queen of her own dominion, betrothed to another, also presumed to be in his own right, a King.
As scholars and members of the high court, both Titus and Perscimmion are groomed to keep watch over the happenings within each quarry, as given jusrisdiction by the Asended Mastery to spectate freely throughout all lands, and as such; they often travel—often in pairs or groups.
Titus and Perscimmion
Persimmon
Whatever.
—have quickly departed, haveing spotted the King far out of bounds, to which the King quickly launches after these two Kingsmen in pursuit, and though their loyalty lies within no singular dictation, they somewhat begrudgingly agree it best to keep the King's secret, after he wearily explains to the men, as his friends and genuinely that he feels he has fallen truly in love with her.
KING IV
Titus!
[Titus is annoyed and expecting there to be a fight]
TITUS
Mellow. (Chill, bro)
KING IV
Be bold, you! (If you have something to say, then say it now and let's duke it out.)
TITUS
Never—mellow I am, as are we.
(Nah, I'm chillin. We cool.)
(I'm good, he's good—we chillin.)
PERCI
Chaos, you've spelled it.
(You've opened a can of worms, dude.)
(You got us all fucked up.)
(You fucked up.)
KING IV
I've spelled then many words
For our wise,
Nevermind before you found her waiting,
Dusk was fallen
And here you,
cry out such a task-
To have found her in waiting,
Not I or heavy bound,
But yet with lust,
The breath of motherdom on her wicked truth
The tied you have counted,
For I wisked away with every since
Your true intent, persist, I may.
The King implies here that he's made many conscious choices and has been playing at this game as a King, to which that only other royalty might understand, the strife of making hard decisions in which case, others might be hurt— or even killed.
He explains that he and this Queen have found common ground, confining in one another's understanding of hardship as leaders,
And that their attraction to one other has grown from this trust —naturally, and out of control; as he sees her maternal prime has approached; he suggests that he means no harm at all, but urges the men to think about what they plan to do with the discovery of their possible affair—nearly asking “what exactly do you plan to do with your knowledge of this?”
(Are you finna tell on me?)
(Who you finna tell?)
TITUS
Now. (Yo.) (srsly?)
[Titus is a bit pissed that the king would turn it around to imply that his knowledge of this secret could do more harm than the secret itself; he is quite visibly angry.]
[Perci keeps the peace by holding his friend back.]
PERCI
Mellow. (Chill, bro.)
KING IV
You found for call my wants;
Shallow, as it may
My need ne'er far behind the broken,
Does call to you, brother,
And you also,
For I widow in thought,
My fury
(I'm a man; I have needs— I often put my needs as a King behind that of ny entire Kindgom—you're both men; so you know how it is; the feelings I have can't be ignored—it's primal.)
A tear.
[sarcasm. He's suggesting “cry about it.” Or “why don't I believe you?” Or, blatently—]
(Cry me a river!)
A tear, you ask
But one does not cry as I seek
Fair judgement and ridicule,
Severed heart I,
Come now awakened in
To her,
A dusk had come,
Though night was golden
A dawn arose with fury in my bosom
Mine love awakened
[He implies to lose his composure would show weakness—the King also implies here that he does, however, feel horrible about it; that he expects to be reviled, killed, or even dethroned—that his heart has truly broken as he has discovered something new in him; he has fallen in love with her. That after spending the night with her, he had become anew.]
TITUS
Not love, but—[he begins to argue that it is only lust]
PERCI
Seldom! (Yeah right/ that's rare.)
KING IV
Love, I bear you mine honest hands,
The wilted rose,
Blood upon thornes,
Truly marks I who has come
To wake in her
(I'm telling you, I'm really in love with her.)
[the king pleas that painstakingly so, his love is pure and true]
PERCI
Then. (Whatever.)
[Titus gives up and agrees]
TITUS
So, I mellow. (Okay, okay.)
[finally Percimmon speaks his mind]
(Or whatever the fuck his actual name is)
::||pause.
By now it ought to be obvious to you, dear reader and listener, that I am in fact, dictating this—translating these things for you sent from some faraway higher realm, for the sake of the art and with the purpose of your understanding my true intentions, as fellow human and as a writer, to live in the way I desire, honestly and wholeheartedly, without further interruption to my sanctity and wellness, in peace—
Until my departure from this world.
Does that quite say it?
I don't know.
Whatever.
::||Unpause.
PERCI
(By the way apparently some decendant or incarnation of the God Percius, son of Zeus)
PERCIUS
PERSCIMMION
SIMMEON
PERSCIMMON
PERCI
(You get it, right?)
Mits infinite,
And for the sake of this concept,
Let's just consider this—
All the same fucking guy,
Or at the very least,
Very closely interacting versions of this same guy
Within these parallels
Of time and space
Wherein these worlds
And realms
Exist.
Okay?
Ok.
Good.
Proceeding.
[this dude's pretty much been quiet the whole time but now is a little tiffed himself.]
PERCI
Did you fear for not
The death that approaches,
For now you call I,
And our brethren here,
For siren had sounded to wake,
You in the light and there destined to love
By blood is bound,
And yet you wait, here now on high
Calling to us, havingbeen hound by light,
Whether you did, or did not forsought
Come as foreign
And leave again
Worried, feather feared at all
That by this blood, you too shall weep,
To reap again what you sow
Or shall they say,
As punishment,
For cause just binds??
(Did it bother you at all to think that not only you might get killed, but get us all killed?! Now you're asking us to lie for you— because all of a sudden, you're in love with this woman; a blood oath set in stone, and her having been betrothed— and here you come, running after us, after it finally occurs to you—whether you meant for it to happen or just “didn't think about it”, went all this way just to fuck shit up (complicate things), then come back home freaking out, running around like a chicken with your head cut off (acting like a crazy bird about to get eaten) saying that, whoever has to hurt or be killed over all this, you feel really bad about— but overall, know you what's coming to you, and you know, and I know, and he knows that we'll probably just all be better off not telling anybody about this…at least for now… but eventually, someone's bound to find out about this, and the less people “know”, the better…right?)
KING IV
Now. (Yeah.)
TITUS
I second. (I agree.)
KING IV
Here, too, I second,
I third, even for not I as you,
And you both as I,
And how,
The sun has set upon us,
Why, death is sure to come
As I rise,
But give me no mercy, this
Mellow now,
I only beg
What here has transpired
Silence here,
Between myself and I—
Brethren.
(So we all agree that it's better that this all just stays between us.)
[the king implies that either way the truth will probably come out and he will die for it, but for now, the secret is best kept between them, with the understanding that they too could be killed in the vengeance and damage of the truth being told sooner than later.]
Steady ye we all sigh as one. (I'm basically you.) / (if any of us go down, we all go down.)
Steady ye as my death is yours. (We are one) (we're fucked, but whatever I guess.)
Steady be my tongue as forced to lie with sacred heart true love does lie.
(I hate having to do this but my love is true)
So be it. (Fine)
So, then. (Very well then.)
Honor thy pardon. (Thank you guys.)
Off, then. (Just …go.) (Get out)
[the king quickly vanishes into the night]
Damn, that took me longer to decode than I actually spent writing it.
You—wrote this?
I…
Whatever.
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