The Secret Life Of Sunnï Blū

The Secret Life Of Sunnï Blū

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  • The Underlying Cause. | c o l o r s. / -Ū.

    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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  • 4:44 | Happy Accidents. -Ū.

    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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  • [The Spinning Rainbow Wheel of Doom]

    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.

    1. Replace the negative habit with a positive behavior.
    2. 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.

      1. Detox is key.
      2. 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.

        1. Vitamin and Nutrient Rich Eating
        2. Making sure your body is getting absolutely everything it needs is important to ensure your body isn't unnecessarily craving things it doesn't.

          1. Don't replace the bad behavior with another bad behavior.
          2. 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.

            1. Try adding light exercise to your daily routine.
            2. 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.

              1. Avoid triggers.
              2. 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.

                (-Ū.)

                Citation: formerly 400 lb party girl/ pack a day habit.

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              3. CRISIS.

                **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!

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              4. {A Bonus Episode}

                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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              About The Secret Life Of Sunnï Blū

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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.