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{Enter The Multiverse}
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{Enter The Multiverse}
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{Enter The Multiverse}
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{Enter The Multiverse}
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{Enter The Multiverse}
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Bath in lemon peel and coconut oil
Himalayan salt
And I smell like
Lemon pound cake
I have to wonder
What it would be like
To have a body
Spring to action
Like somebody picked me up
And dropped me
On the ball
The $50 “deposit” for “volunteering” at Lightning In A Bottle was non-refundable— so I wasn't going. even if it did mean valuable contacts and a possible job; it just didn't seem worth it.
The cost of travel alone would mean that I'd return nearly with what I'd started with— and it might not even be a good idea to spend time around people who, in the current state of things— might feel a certain way about me. Then, this was California and not New York; New York was a tense and uncomfortable hot bed—and I didn't fit in on any side. Still, I needed an escape from my neighborhood, but any sense of temporary escape would just mean returning to the neighborhood, broke and without means to actually leave. I hated the neighborhood, the noise rotted my core. After a year of endless motorcycles and modded cars speeding around in circles, I no longer woke up with melodies and songs swirling around in my brain; no motivation, no energy left— I wasn't training, running, or eating correctly. Anger swept over me—I had become too ill from the noise anymore to do much or anything but stay to myself. I was the only safe thing around for miles.
Tales of a Superstar DJ
Second path,
I dissappear
Complete the path
Complete despair
I've been sent around in circles
I've been desperate
I'm grown immortal
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He's older than most of them come,
but strongly on, my boy
Still all but one of my sons
The cone
And the kite
And the aught, or the what
My hooks on dollars
And eyes on the collars
No lipstick so far,
no song often sung
I bought her a songbird
I bought her a birdsong.
Watch and learn
We're all at the funeral parlor
We're all at the
Car wash
Hot and subtle
Sticky, suddenly
The world got lonely
Suddenly forgot,
We're still one of five
One of five
Suddenly forgot
We're all dollar signs!
Dollar signs
Give me a dollop, a dollop of love
Give ma a green eye, a blonde
And a hot corpse
corporal
undergarments t
Ten thousand signed under us
My bill fronts for much further
Fuhrer
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-JK.
I became a de facto wellness expert after losing something like 250 pounds; during this process, it not only changed my life, but my way of thinking and being, quickly included daily habit's I'd picked up alongside overeating, not drinking water, and never working out.
Quitting anything isn't just the cessation of an addiction, it's a lifestyle change; in my experience, there should be other steps taken to ensure the balances between the chemical changes happening within the brain and body are compensated for— here are some tips to help along the transition smoothly.
It seems simple enough, but the underlying point here is that the new behavior should be positive and interact with the reward system in the same way. The first few weeks or months can be filled with cravings and temptations, and those feelings shouldn't be simply ignored, as this is a negative inhibitor to the rewards system, but instead replaced with something enjoyable. This will probably vary from one person to another depending on what the person may like or prefer, but it could be as simple as meeting the negative feeling with a positive response by increasing pleasure— perhaps listening to a favorite song, or even going on a short walk or brief run. Endorphin release is an extremely positive response to the negative feelings associated with quitting; building new habits can be difficult, but over time the urge to do one thing— a negative, unhealthy thing— can turn into the urge to do a positive and healthy thing instead.
Sauna/steam; salt or ocean water and tons and tons of water. Staying hydrated can be a crucial part of maintaining a new habit Changing the diet might also be necessary. Deep clean everything.
Carpets, rugs, floorboards, baseboards—clothes in closets. A thorough cleaning and maybe even redecoration of one's immediate space is probably needed.
Making sure your body is getting absolutely everything it needs is important to ensure your body isn't unnecessarily craving things it doesn't.
Your time should be spent around people who don't share the same behavior during your transition. Swapping smoking for other toxic behaviors such as drinking, using other depressants or chemicals to induce or enhance pleasure may ultimately result in failure to respond to positive stimuli naturally.
Eventually the endurance for cardio will return as you build strength and stamina— exercise works as a great replacement during transition when feeling triggered or upset.
Emotional and physical responses to stress or upset can act as triggers to initiating unwanted feelings—at least for the first few weeks and months, try to avoid people, places, and things that may trigger anxiety, upset, or shame. It might be a good time to take a break from social media or even social outings. Mindfulness of one's surroundings and self awareness is a crucial part of understanding the temporary discomfort and pain from the stress of shedding this habit eventually becomes positive. Health, greater enjoyment of daily activities and small changes in the brain will allow you to see the world as a different place— soon, negative responses to old habits will become overwhelming relief.
Sleep when you have to— stretch it out. Laugh as often as possible or even cry if you feel like it. Feel your feelings deeply enough so that they no longer act as obstacles. Spend your time around happy people that make you feel good. Indulge in positive pleasure. Take deep breaths. Meditate. Clear your mind—-the clarity and focus, pleasure and delight once you have come through transition will be monumental and life changing.
Your environment will change. The people and situations you find yourself drawn to will alter— things you might have missed before will become clear and a new world apparent. It takes time— but it's how you spend this time that matters. I personally recommend massages, hot baths—whatever makes you laugh. In extreme cases, CBD can be an effective anti inflammatory and anti anxiety relief. Remember that you're also targeting the reason and the need for the behavior and not just the habit itself.
I wish I could love you through this!
But, because I'm merely a figment of imagination, I want you to surround yourself with love and life and beautiful beings and situations. Somewhere, there are flowers and trees and beautiful people— there are night skies full of stars or a big shiny sun in the sky. Focus on fresh air, and nature, and deep breaths; hugs and kisses and cuddles and pets. Feel yourself connect to the planet and remain calm in knowing that your signal to the world that you want to change will inspire others to be better, healthier and happier— this will reverberate back to you immensely in your good doings to yourself.
Remember: the more good you do for your health, the more good you do to the world.
Good luck, and take care.
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Citation: formerly 400 lb party girl/ pack a day habit.
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C'cxell Soleïl
#ricksimpsonoil
**CUT TO:**
INT. RACHEL DRATCH'S OFFICE - DAY
RACHEL DRATCH (50s, comedic actress, eating a bagel) sits at her desk. The door bursts open and SCIENTIST 1 rushes in.
SCIENTIST 1
Hey—uh—
RACHEL DRATCH
Rachel looks up, annoyed.
RACHEL DRATCH
What, dammit; what?!
I just sat down with my bagel!
SCIENTIST 1
I know but— I need your help—
interpreting something?
RACHEL DRATCH
What is it? Gibberish?
SCIENTIST 1
Not really, it's—
RACHEL DRATCH
I'm an expert in Gibberish—
SCIENTIST 1
I know; but—
RACHEL DRATCH
Classical and neo-modern.
SCIENTIST 1
Yeah, it's not that.
RACHEL DRATCH
What is it.
SCIENTIST 1
Alien, I think.
RACHEL DRATCH
Which species.
SCIENTIST 1
Species.
RACHEL DRATCH
WHICH— ugh— give me that!
Rachel snatches a piece of paper from Scientist 1 and produces a MONOCLE, placing it on her eye.
SCIENTIST 1
Since when did you get a monocle?
RACHEL DRATCH
since when we changed insurance companies
which supplies said ‘monocologists' and
covers such expenses sans-coh-pay.
SCIENTIST 1
You mean copay?
RACHEL DRATCH
Shut up.
Hm. Looks to be Unrealian in orgim
but I could be mistaking this
dialect.
SCIENTIST 1
What.
RACHEL DRATCH
Could also possibly be AAHHMEK.
SCIENTIST 1
Ahmek?
RACHEL DRATCH
Ano, AAAAH— nevermind. Is this an
actual apostrophe?
SCIENTIST 1
Beg your pardon.
RACHEL DRATCH
The apostrophe— is it human derived,
or the human pseudo translation
replacement for a
afahmblunsenphOuallentprprh?
SCIENTIST 1
Say again.
RACHEL DRATCH
Is it an actual apostrophe, or is
the mark mean to insinuate the
commonly used extraterrestrial
character afahmblunsenphOuallentprprh?
SCIENTIST 1
…I don't know.
RACHEL DRATCH
WELL, then—I'm afraid I can't help
you until you forgive that out—
SCIENTIST 1
What.
RACHEL DRATCH
Depending on what the mark is, those
could be two veerrrrry different
things.
SCIENTIST 1
Would you just,
RACHEL DRATCH
Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like
to presume the consumption of my
RAISINBagel.
SCIENTIST 1
You know what.
Scientist 1 stares at Rachel, exasperated.
SCIENTIST 1
-_-
-_-
-_- …fine.
Scientist 1 snatches the paper and walks away angrily. Rachel starts to schmear her bagel, mumbling to herself.
RACHEL DRATCH
—wants me to translate, but doesn't
know the difference between an
apostrophe, and a
afahmblunsenphOuallentprprh. Please!
**CUT TO BLACK.**
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C'cxell Soleïl
TAYLOR SWIFT is replaced by KATY PERRY as captain of the WHITE BITCHUS.
OHH. That's what happened.
Because let's be honest, what is scarier than either of them?
Answer: their even whiter fan bases.
THE SWIFTIES form a small militia and revolt the decision to overturn the organization and reinstate TAYLOR TWIFT to her former position, which she has made clear; she does not want.
Her fans, the swifties, however, do not seem to actually care genuinely about Taylor, her opinions, or outlook on things and not remarkably or surprisingly at all, just kind of have their own agenda and previously instilled beliefs—
The Katy Perry fandom, though slightly more aged and less willing to participate in an all out war, begin to stage a defensive coup in order to protect their chosen leader.
I liked Miley best as captain.
NOBODY WANTS THIS JOB,
I likes It.
Fuck this.
No.
Are you kidding me.
No.
Look, I'm sorry! Nobody else wants to do it.
Gee, I wonder why!
How about lady Gaga?
She's not eligible!
(My mom helped write this joke.)
JIMMY KIMMEL
[an escalating crescendo]
AssaaaaagggggggggGggggghhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGHHHHH
!!!!!!
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
Warning back what you spent
By the microinscremwnts
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
Museam world—
Exhibitions
Entertainers
Comedians
Mice and men
Interesting remienxe
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 throught
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, unpire, emporer
I studies Agamemnon
I wasn't really sure but the frog in my throat said
Go on, go on—
So I just cried and sucked in my stomach harder
I don't want a—
SETH MEYERS
I don't want a tuna sandwhich!
Just take the tuna sandwhich.
Yeah, buddy
!
I DONT WANT A TUNA FUCKING SANDWHICH
DO I LOOK LIKE I EAT TUNA TO YOU?
Um.
Woah, I sense hostility.
We can't see you—
And we don't know who you are, anyway.
Apparently “someone we know”
Tsh.
Psh.
ITS HOT IN THIS BOX.
Ooh, hotbox.
That sounds like a plan.
Dispensary delivery?
The move.
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
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.
—-
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An accidentally androgynous artist rises to extreme fame and fortune after being mistaken for a male--after a multimillion dollar record deal, multiple film and TV contracts, and a worldwide tour is arranged, s/he is forced to remain in her male identity--and though technically a non-bianary female, must navigate carefully through the public eye through the test of worldwide fame and superstardom, hiding their secret life with the help of their Manager Morgan- along the way intertwining within the infinite multiverse with the strange, zany, and sometimes even wild characters of the celebrity world--and other fantastical worlds unknown.
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