Damn. I really want to know if Dillon Francis has offspring yet. NO! Don't touch it! …it's—just a baby. You don't know! He could be dangerous! It's a baby! It's a multidimentional extraterrestrial mystic —baby— —baby! Exactly! Don't make me list the reason why and how this child should not be TOUCHED or tampered with. [the tiny Dillon Francis begins to cry] *gasp* *double gasps* *welling up* Oh, come on! No! Dont touch him! Did you

These terrorists are mad desperate; A demon is a demon— But a weak, feeble-minded brainwashed terrorist is another thing: just that. [domestic terrorism and acts of sociopolitical psychological tactical practices by and against American citizens.] The only satisfaction in knowing how right I was, became choosing not to directly address them anymore as they were— ignorant, insolent babies throwing temper tantrums— It seemed altogether in the same system were the

Want the dakota and I got it Fanning I deflated I'm like Peyton Manning Previously on {Enter The Multiverse} Season 6 DRAKE BELL enters DTLA smokeshop. NICK You know who that is, right? Before: Tell me she remembers High possibility she doesn't remember anything at all. Great. Also. A high chance— That she remembers everything. Oh! Like all of it. Even worse. That might be worse— —it might be better. But it isn't, Either way! We

True last Dillon Francis was bad. Like really bad. So bad, I still have to remix it. Let's hope this one is better. it is. Wait, what is this. —don't open that. Fucking great. What the fuck is this. Who knows, man. Oh look, a portal. Goddammit it, this whole dude is a mindfuck. (™ Wait, hold on a minute. Why, what happened. Every time I fuck around with these people I feel like I'm being fucked with. Well, they are DJs, so… *snifs*

I found this in your notebook. oh. What the hell is this? You should know by now what anything I do is. What is it? A new project. What new project? All the good ones are taken; And all the good girls go to Hell All the girls become women Oh well Oh well Oh well What have we here? Something other than a laugh— As long as its on the path, Well then, Another, As long as it lasts So, I made all the veins in your neck stand out So I have the answer There you

I already sinned two times since sundown two songs on the wrong muse Not strong enough to refuse The powder blue of lust The Royal color of love The darkness of a Navy captain Dark, the seas For songs, For sins For suffering up until the end All over nothing, something else though As once lost A bottle nose, besides a bottle Corked, preserves the message A self-massage, misogynistic qualities A new hygienist Insanity My shoes still soaked from cardio sessions Long drawn out

I designed your disease to fit my needs and desires Then I discard you Cause everything's all in your head, You call it a curse, Or a cure for your omen A call to your sermons, A servitude severance, But also Just know too much more than numbers That's how I know how young I am— They brought Patti Labelle onstage, And the first thing I thought was “Oh my God, I love her pies!” That's how you know there's no money in music anymore, really. Patti Labelle makes

I think I die before my mom. I hope I die before my dad. I don't like the world at all, The microphones on phones are bad What in the simulation?! This girl's shoes said “Adidass” It was adidas, but with a extra s. #ohmyhoodness. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

I was sitting becalmed in the Lee of cunnyhunk, just when. The funseekers are coming. They what. Eyy. AH NAH. I gotta get out of here! WHY. THE FUNSEEKERS ARE COMING. The “funseekers?!” Shh! Stop saying that! Everyone's saying it! That doesn't make it right! Write this down. I'm not doing anything you tell me anymore. I shouldn't have to be saying it. —I don't like using brainwaves. Likely, because you have very few of them

twak'd (end of days) Collection I- 'better off dead.' Track 05. - 'twak'd' (end of days) Prod. by Blū Tha Gürū Did I already post this? idkz. oh well. Here it is. and some enter the multiverse, or whatever I thought it was L E G E N D S IT IS WHAT IT IS. {Enter The Multiverse} If you'll excuse me, I actually have to get going. Where are you going? I don't know: I just— JOHNNY DEPP must be going. Have to. he does not know, however, that he is stuck in a

{Previously…}Evidently the motorcycles begin to now attack when I am at rest , on line, and not recording. However, once I begin recording, they stop. This has only been since I've been intentionally collecting recordings and data to add to my report to the NYPD and any applicable law enforcement agencies, as this continual threat seems to be politically motivated—and motorcycles, mopeds, and other motorized vehicles being used as a form of psychological terrorism as a

Ow, my eyes. If you were looking for something in Fallon, You may have found it. What might I have been looking for in Fallon; And if I were, what might I have found. [The Festival Project ™] More downloads. That's our boy. That's why we like him so much, isn't it? —he's such a good boy. Yes he is! Isn't he? Yes, he is. Good job, dear boy. Good job indeed. You've done well. V.O. This time I know that I've outdone myself. I have long legs and a

Oh shit. They're gonna kill him. No… They're gonna set him on fire first, then they're gonna kill him. What's the difference. —the fire. FIRE! Dammit, it's Skrillex again. Wat is it this time? He's got cannonballs. Goddammit! What did I write! I don't know yet. You haven't read it yet?! And… post… No, I just wrote it. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE

Trigger warning: this series contains adult content not suitable for children or under the legal age of majority.Listener and reader discretion is advised as this broadcast and its selected readings and projected writings contain explicit language, provocative wordplay, profanity, open expression of suicidal ideation, discussion of evolved/ de-institutionalized theories concerning depression and mental health, race relations and colorism, socio-economic inequality, political injustice and media

unkind. Collection II - 'antithesis.'Track 11. - unkind. Prod. By GH0ST I was already starr-struck once and that was enough. That's what I call being violently beaten into a bloody mess by a man named “starr” Starr-Struck. Haha It should be funny, But it's not. -GH0ST.

'hwy 101.' Collection II- 'antithesis.' Track 01. 'hwy 101' Prod. By Blũ Tha Gürū You are the ace, I am the m Diamond, I Am The Heart, I am the spare Did you do this on purpose? Space, that's an odd name. Another magician. —what else would you call this? I wouldn't. (To be honest, I didn't know what I was doing.) Well, there it goes. Well, this should be fun. I— Cut my throat To watch me live again Or leave me hanging here As morbidly as you

At some point, I realized that going to the gym for two hours every other day was the same thing as going to the gym for one hour every day—kind of. I was still avoiding the strange robots around ny building which seemed to only lurk during the daytime hours— I had remained largely offline for the last couple days, resting and working quietly in the daytime in order to attempt to shift my sleeping schedule to allow my workouts to occur into the nights when others most likely couldn't

Glam bot Hm? Make me pretty. Will do! {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. “sirsi” Dis not from a collection I just made this 5 minutes ago with my studio monitors on high for my neighbors' disapproval. (It's supposed to be bad on purpose.) Door slamming asshole robots.

'koi.' Collection II - 'antithesis.' Track 03. - 'koi.' Prod. By Blū Tha Gürū. They said I must never go black— Or I may not come back— And so I decided, upon that day, that I must go black, whilst also being able to still “go back” and so— I became— …”Jack Black” So what was your name before, then? …that's not important. [The IMPENETRABLE TEN] Tina Fey - the boss of things and people's Yeah, but what's her power

Be My Lover Lla da di [Redacted] I once was trapped within the prison of my own garden. Something inside me yelped for this faraway spirt guide to shut up—but I was all the more ready to fry up the remainder of my tempeh, and continue to wallow in my loveless grief , wondering what would become of this undone monster—the disaster that was my own impossible maze of creation, however with gratitude, that I was standing in an immaculately clean kitchen, with a table full of books,