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“Lessons In Illuminati”
“That was very strange.”
“This is what you asked for.”
I had asked, I just hadn't expected an answer so quickly…
“Yes you had.”
You're the actual devil
Tryna get me caught up and
I don't want nothin
Nah,
I don't want none of it
Oh my gentle lover
(I thought of a daughter, I saw her)
I've been gone, and suffering…
(I already love her, truth be told)
There's only heartache,
(don't you know what I've accomplished)
A simple photograph,
Alas,
Another paragraph
(I saw you)
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JIMMY FALLON THE COSMIC AVENGER has been kidnapped—
He's like 50 years old.
He's been dad-napped.
—by the MOB.
The MOB?!
He's into some dark shit.
Wait, he is?!
In this series.
He has been tied to a chair, which sits under a single spotlight in a crabby, dark room in NEW JERSEY.
Ew, New Jersey.
JIMMY THE MOBSTER
Hi, Jimmy—
JIMMY
—uh—hello.
I'm Jimmy.
Oh, that's ironic.
I'm gonna kill you, Jimmy.
GOD
If I give you a serious role, how are you gonna handle it,
JIMMY FALLON
like a pro.
GOD
don't lie to me, Jimmy.
JIMMY FALLON
What?! I'm not!
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Deb's A Ghost.
‘Dissociation is used as a defense to protect a person from overwhelming pain and trauma. It is a natural ability of the brain. Hypnosis or hypnotic trance is a form of dissociation. There are a number of types of dissociation: amnesia, somnambulistic states, localized paralyses, anaesthesias, and hallucinations. Hypnosis can reproduce all of these dissociative states. The mind naturally hypnotizes itself under various conditions
Hypnosis is a valuable tool to move the mind to different neurophysiological states and to get the mind to different levels of the subconscious mind. Hypnosis can also play a role in working around amnesia, since both are types of dissociation. Hyperventilation helps a person induct into a hypnotic trance. Torture, depersonalization, fear and acute anxiety stimulate the body to hyperventilate.
Common objects in a person's life that can be hypnotically given a programming meaning include music, tones, colors, the sight of a book or Bible, the pyramid on the back of a dollar bill, pictures of God, silk scarfs, jewelry, lights,
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sounds, TV programs, and countless other things. The limit to this is simply the programmer's creativity.
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-Ū.
Sell/pawn mixer
Do laundry
With soap
And bleach
Get website up and running
Print posters, more business cards
Do something decent with my hair
New clothes, maybe?
lol nvm that's not enough…
It's good coffee.
As I promised
Promises are often broken
Sounds like poetry.
You wrote it.
*sighs heavily*
C'cxell—
Johnny.
I'm going to need you to do something for me.
But I've already done so much.
This is important.
[she senses his sencerity and seriousness]
Oh. Johnny Depp is in this.
Of course he is.
What is it?
Wake up.
…wake up what?
You are in a very deep state of sleep, CC.
*sighs deeply*
I know that.
[beat]
Because that's where you are.
Wake up, please
This is lucidity, Johnny — I dream as I please.
I we planning on running,
It's funny,
But honestly
Stop following me
It's not fun anymore
Fame is just gang stalking
When you got no moneys
And nobody to hold you
Nothing to show for
The shows that you're not booking
And stop looking st apartments
We got you
Right we're we want you:
Homeless!
I don't like running—
The fights coming
Flights of states
Or staring at nothing
Just blaring my song
I like my body
But love Sonny or something
So I fake status
And wear glasses
And make passes as women,
Like I'm into em or something,
But sorry,
I'm a woman
Or at least,
I was supposed to be
Supposedly I have another appointment
If I show up early
Maybe it could belong to me
I'm only worried about the ground floor
Cause loud motorists seem to follow me
And my synesthesia
Trying to end me
I don't feel good at all
Wish I didn't feel anything actually
Wish I could end the simulation
And every other theory that called me a monkey
I evolved from aliens—an extraterrestrial
Celestial from the wreckage of a comet and a monster at the start of the first Star Wars
I got stories, but in New York
You gotta pay for em
I like Murray hill
But of course it's on the 4th floor
Right where I belong
In a psyche ward
Cause I can't afford nothin the world wants
And I'm done for
Not too long ago all I wanted was an apartment and a surfboard
Now I'm stuck in a rut in my country on the wrong side of the race war in world war 4
Cause the third was so under the rug
You missed it with your mask on
And vax cards
You think that's hard ?
I get carded are bars
And I'm 30
The top 40s the
120 and under club
Mid twenties
If this is your niche
I'm not in your clique
I should get running
But honestly I'm awful
I hate weekends
I haven't been working
And everything dirty
Can't find a worth in the world
I just want money or nothing
Cause nothing is better than
Nothing and nothing
Nothing and nothing
And nothing
Nothing
I'm not sorry
I'll stop at the pawn shop and sell you my soul for a couple of dollars
So I can do laundry
You ducking con
I'm fuckin gone in the morning but don't worry
I'll keep working and thinking I'm lucky
And clicking and liking and scrolling
And biking through the city on my bite size salary
Counting my calories until a Valerie can validate me maybe
But she hates me cause she's Asian or Caucasian
And there's a orvking order to this things
And I'm the worst
Cause I'm black, but I'm not funny or kissing up to somebody m or mixed enough to make me pretty,
So really the world is shitty
And I'm invisible to millionaires and heiresss
Who charish this
But only if I change my name to Becky
Honestly I hate this gym,
But it's maintaining
The illusion of my movement into
Elitism
Just please kill me
Competing isn't for me
And the whole thing is a dick measurement
If my clitoris is big enough
I guess I could compete in the special Olympics
If science is physics
It's as lost to me as mathematics is
I'm just an addict
Let the sabotage begin
The comparison of the Kerr t light skinned
Pinned against the shitty misfit
Fuck it then
I should move closer to Brooklyn bridge
“I only need this for 5 minutes”
Now I'm in love with two apartments
One has a washer dryer but it's at the bottom
The other had a line before I even got there,
But I saw the studio apartment had a bathroom
And I loved that;
I could look at it like this—
One is Dillon,
The other's Sonny
I'd take either of em honestly
But might not be good enough for either of them,
What a conundrum in a thunsderstorm
And winter's comin up
Nobody loves me
And I got nowhere to live, huh
The laundry's in the bottom of it—
Of the street level,
I repeat
My synesthesias killing me
But so are these
Bad genes
And she's pretty
From NC—
The most racist place I've ever been
But not seen
The whole country's got it like a desiese
Even me
It's contagious as covid 19
With no vaccine
You can't always get what you want
But you get what you need
And I need out of queens
I'm fine working—
But you gotta pay the transportation fees
(And feed me )
Do you really love him?
He whispered in my head
I said,
I love music—
So really what's the difference.
What's the difference in a passion and an occupation, anyway
Well, honestly,
I'll look the other way if you can answer that
As quickly as I asked
I'm just attracted to magnets
And man with bad habits
I'd cut off my left leg
Just to be less than 120
For Sonny
And really,
I'd bleach my hair eyes and skin
Over and over again
Just to be close to Dillon
And for Joel
A whole not a nothin
By the time I got to him
I had to end and sever my connection to the infinite
And get into the rhythm of the menacing to women coalition
Also known as
DJs A -Z
And everybody in the music scene
But hey, if I cop a body
Without rising to stardom
So that anyone would want me,
I'll be standing in the VIP dancing badly and offbeat which you won't notice
Cause I'm wearing pasties and a bikini
And you're dreaming of being in me
As your sets beginning and ending
And if I'm blonde and hot enough
As smart as I am
We'll elope in a private ceremony
Then throw a party grandiose
For our closest friends and enemies
Cause either is probably concentric
Meaning
It's as good as it gets, once it gets there,
Over when it's over and
—I forget what I had drifted into, anyway, but something like
It ends when it it ends
And we're rich and famous
So what's the difference
We'll have a few kids and
Prep them in the media for competition
With the kardashians
And after all that,
You'll dump me for a model half my age
And with less complexion and complexity
And I'm back to the attic or basement
Wherever the music is,
Confused and using the muse that I need jest started with
The occultus technology
Or just the occult,
Superstardom's hard,
—but I don't even have a car, God
Hey,
I don't hate you cause you're white!
I hate you cause the guys I like
Like you!
Maybe that's my karma,
Cause if I was a dude,
I'd see me and be like “ew”
There are too few humans
Unconsumed by the zoom movement—
Which reminds me,
Imm trying to do it, too
Maybe take an interview in the bathroom
Had to be in Manhattan by two
The studio has two rooms—
A studio and a studio—
Cool, huh
I'll sleep in the living room,
And that's where I make music,
And use the bathroom.
Whatever feels right to you
But nothing feels right—
I'm in a bad mood
My skin isn't light
And my mind ain't right
I'm a bad dude
I need food,
But shouldn't eat sugar
Or cookies:
Look at me—
I'm hideous, aren't I?
Never the wiser
Imm only behind her by a mile or 5
But that's Eliza, for you.
Keep your eyes off the white guys,
And try harder
But why lie I'm a flight risk
A fighter
A fire starter
And I can sleep on the floor for a while
At least I don't have to hide my eyes when
This light skin strides in when
I was just in my alignment
Lost track of the time and tried to figure
Why my figure's so wide when
Guys I like like then
And black guys give smiles and throw tantrums at the same time
But I don't mind it
That's how my son gets
Envious,
I belong to the world,
And not him
Now I'm just short of a mile
And missing a child
But imm in the system
Why drag him in?
He's a light skin with nice eyes
And inherited violence
Let's hope it skips a generation
Cause if I die, and he hits his wife
Then I failed to break the cycle
But his dad is right
I'm a psycho
High on my throne
Imm an idol
But when I'm low
I'm just homeless
With no hope
Call it bi-polar but
I don't know her
But if I did
I'd probably owe her a dollar
Move over psychology
Welcome to poverty and policy reform
With no consideration for the slaves and ingigenous
—they're trapping us
But I tapped in to the grand aceme of things
And shifted my perception into prosperous
My eye on the dollar I trust,
Cause it sees all of us
All we are
Lalalala
Hahaha
I'm just getting started
I think I might build a whole world up
Just to demolish it
When does college start?
I wanna be a doctor,
Not a starving artist looking at
awhile foods market
Like a hungry dog
With under covers watching
Imm just trying to survive, man
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Happy Accidents
Uptown A
Had it on once,
In the background
Of a Netflix
Free trial
Or charged to someone else's account
(maybe annie?)
As I came down off
Adderall,
Had a bag of bugles,
and a Pizza
Totinos, Dijorno,
I don't know, but
‘Yo'
This hits harder and stronger
than starr does
Iciocrazy live on every train and bus
CAR!
—cross.
“START WITH STREET EASY
THIS IS THE WORST
gAME
EvERRRRRRRR.
How to tell you're in an abusive relationship–and how to leave.
ALRIGHT, FUCK MANHATTAN. FUCK THESE MOTHERFUCKERS–
[Meanwhile, back in the hood]
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
GUH.
Step 1: Walk away.
WHERE'S THE TRAIN.
Fuckthisplace.
WHERESTHETRAAAAAAAAAIn.
Meanwhile:
Theory 1: My roommate is personally hired by StreetEasy to make me so uncomfortable I give myself mental illness looking for an apartment.
ooh.
Theory 02:
Wait, that's my great great Grandmother.
Great-great-great–
Greeeeat.
Grandmother.
Oh. THat's.
Don't mind me,
I'm cringey, i”m creepin
I'm weak in the knees and
Honestly, forgot what i'm looking for
Just staring off into space
–Just had my mind blown
By the Illuminati
I forgot,
That wasn't me.
But
HARVEY
Survey Says:
Surveillance sees everything.
“The Rich Motherfuckers”
Well, the ball's in our court now.
All the balls are in all the courts are ours .
It's an expression.
I let manhattan mess with my head again
Should have never tried to be a resident
Or run for president
Whatever i said;
I should just shut up and take my medicine
My medicine
My–
For the most part
I'm just a monkey with no head
And a banana tucked under my arm
Riding my skateboard
While the weather is still warm, so
Moving forward
[working title]
How long is this gonna take?
YOu thnk thi is awful, just wait till you
Fuck it
Nevermind.
“The impenetrable Ten”
Kristen Whig (Wiig?)
Really I'm in?!
Wait, or–was that it.
I don't think so
*undeo*
IT was
Dammit. What's her name.
We'll get back to it.
Are you serious.
TIna Fey!
YES! I knew it.
Maya Rudolph
NIce.
Bala veda vanilla blueberry cordyceps!
Matcha pineapple!
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Ku, look both ways before crossing the street.
What's “the street”
[A SEMI TRUCK BARRELS AT FULL SPEED TOWARDS KU, nearly striking her—KA intervenes.]
WHAT WAS THAT.
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Ku, look both ways before crossing the street.
What's “the street”
[A SEMI TRUCK BARRELS AT FULL SPEED TOWARDS KU, nearly striking her—KA intervenes.]
WHAT WAS THAT.
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—and we're back!
Oh, come on; I don't even like Zoolander!
Come on! What's my name?
Zoolander!
No, my actual name—
ZOOLANDER.
—-
Zac Efron is the secret president of his own High School Musical fan club, subreddits, and subsequent subreddits.
What?! I'm allowed to like my own movies!
*creepy fangirl high school musical alter—
Ahem.
Not this much.
Don't check the—
ILLUMINA—
Fuck that
My phone makes calls with the
Cellular turned off now
How about that
Damn
You, too, shall soon all be forgotten.
*squinting drunkenly* I hate her now.
*sipping liquor* she is evil.
“My Imaginary Friend”
In his heyday, the cosmic avenger uses his priority status as a SNL series regular to put his newfound powers to work by successfully shapeshiftingnjnto each guest host's body during the live broadcast; thus creating infinite portals and wormholes through various dimension and cavalcades between space and time
Shit.
The counter attack
Mover the counter attack
Over the hill and into your memory
Simple the end of the template
For temple, stuff from resentment
Impractical actually contracted
False flagged, black balled and gagged
Black box, canticles
Catnip for facts,
Obstacles,
Abstract acid fasts
Fantastic, fur tan lines
And so futuristic for fans
Scripted, this entry is
Limited, click bait resentments
Jesus is—
Fanstastic, actually
Magic tricks vs imagination
Instagram, leave it to the
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They said,
“He walked on water—
What are you gonna do to top that?”
My remarks were,
“Talk to God often,
Openly—
And when God talks back,
With my hands,
I'll turn it in to art form,
Amen”
Go on, then,
They all said
So I walk alone now,
And when I talk, always
It's to God, only
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ID 1
'stop that, it breaks.' [working title]
Happy Accidents ft. -Ū.
The Complex Collective © BMG Recordings 2024
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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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