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[ENTER THE MULTIVERSE]

De: Insomniac
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  • thefestivalproject.com

    The Festival Project™ is a multi-genre, multi-dimensionally mystifying and magical multimedia series, set against the backdrop of modern dance music-- i.e.” rave” culture-- combined with historical and futuristic elements of science fiction and folklore-- across expansions of space-and-time, unifying with The Universal Consciousness in a multidimensional and explorative ensemble of Films, Episodic Series, Music Videos, Extended Playlists, and Concept Albums.

    A perpetual symphony of artistic storytelling though a cavalcade of wonderful and whimsical characters along high-intensity, off-the-map adventures--showcased through Music, Film & Interactive Art Explorations--set upon the dreamlike actual reality of an unravelling fabric of time-and-space.

    This explosive and expansive wave of enigmatic, chaos-colliding, charismatic [ and often comedic] kinetic energy, reflects a shared experience throughout all time in human connection; Journey beyond the unknown, to Worlds Within--and Without.

    El Festival Project™ es una serie multimedia multigénero, multidimensionalmente desconcertante y mágica, ambientada en el contexto de la música dance moderna, es decir.” cultura rave”, combinada con elementos históricos y futuristas de la ciencia ficción y el folclore, a lo largo de expansiones de espacio y tiempo, unificándose con la Conciencia Universal en un conjunto multidimensional y exploratorio de películas, series episódicas, videos musicales, listas de reproducción extendidas, y álbumes conceptuales. Una sinfonía perpetua de narraciones artísticas a través de una cabalgata de personajes maravillosos y caprichosos a lo largo de aventuras fuera del mapa de alta intensidad, exhibidas a través de exploraciones de música, cine y arte interactivo, ambientadas en la realidad real de ensueño de un tejido del tiempo que se deshace. -y-espacio. Esta ola explosiva y expansiva de energía cinética enigmática, que choca con el caos, carismática [ya menudo cómica], refleja una experiencia compartida a lo largo de todos los tiempos en la conexión humana; Viaje más allá de lo desconocido, a los mundos internos y externos.
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  • IFeel.

    IFeel.
    May 2 2025

    Enter The Multiverse}

    [The Festival Project ™]

    Fonts get into into it

    Quinta Brunson

    In the box

    Or is your frontin

    He said,

    “I want to hurt you”

    Did you?

    Did you?

    I want to hold you,

    Dissolve you

    Completely disarm you—

    Did you—

    Did you?

    I don't want to feed you to the wolves

    But I absolutely will

    I absolutely will if I have to

    “I wanted to hurt you.”

    Said,

    Did you?

    Did you?

    I wanted to hold you.

    Did you?

    Did you?

    I don't want to harm you;

    Completely disarm you

    Did you?

    Did you?

    A complete totality.

    A complete fatal—

    Did you ask me?

    For what, I wonder

    I was nobody at all

    I'm no one

    I don't want to feed you to the wolves

    But I absolutely will if I have to.

    Problem solved.

    (I Wonder.)

    Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ |

    Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved.

    -Ū.
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    8 m
  • YAYAYA.

    YAYAYA.
    May 2 2025

    Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ |

    Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved.

    -Ū.
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    4 m
  • [The Unknown.]

    [The Unknown.]
    May 2 2025
    Had no idea I was recording but here's what I got after like 6 minutes of my stomach gurgling and some extremely uncomfortable shallow breathing. Somebody should tell her. Can you walk my dog Before we fuck? My girl's not home. Wanna walk my dog. My neighbor is cheating on his girl but that's not my business. YOU LET HER WALK OUR DOG!!!? BEFORE: V.O. That's not my neighbor… [an evil blonde girl with blue eyes smiles maliciously as she exits the building walking a small black dog] …But that's their dog. LATER THAT NIGHT. V.O. I heard them fucking through the paper thin walls of the apartment. That is definitely not my neighbor. …somebody should tell her. YOU LET HER WALK OUR DOG?! That is not my business. Gee, God, I thought you'd never show up. [ensues Horrible guitar playing with acrylic nails] Self You never employ these two fingers. Also Self Cause they don't work. Try medicating that. They would try! (No thanks, I'll do it myself.) Dumb twat. I don't want to call people that… Thats's just what I am. Yo. Somebody tell her! Somebody tell her! …that's not my business. Maybe she already know. Cabinet slamming is a nasty business! YOU LET THAT BITCH WALK OUR DOOOOOG?! Yo, fuck that dog. Ugly ass chihuahua. [ensues more bad guitar playing with acrylic nails.] [basic ass surf music and some suspicious ass licks] [atrocious traffic noise] Jack went down the rabbit hole Jill came back and asked for more Then she saw that Jack was gone [over all] After all she all, She carried on After all, she carried on After all she carried on After all she carried on. Heheheh. [ghetto people yelling in the street like animals] Jack flew down the wishing well… [car honking that always honks whenever I try to make music and start succeeding (but never actually leaves the lot.)] What happened first? Uh. Jack went down the rabbit hole. Yeah. And then? Auh— [nothing], Jill didn't follow him. She just carried on. Jack flew down the wishing well. [the traffic pics up; the ghetto people start acting a fool. Yes. My windows are closed. My focus is broken by the noise.] Crème filling! Nothing but— crème filling! Oh! I want a croissant. A wonderful croissant with butter And Crème filling. A wonderful croissant With butter! And crème filling especially when— —rare! Especially when! Crème filling. Crème filling. A croissant. What kind of croissant. A delicious croissant. With— butter! —and A — special— No— Delicious— With— Butter And Crème filling. A— Delicious croissant With butter And Crème Filling Where are we from? Obviously this place is hell. Why am I here Why am I here Why am I here A… Fabulous croissant. [mind you, I've still no idea I'm recording. ] V.O. actually, I was assuming I wasn't. Monologue/ talk with God [The noise picks up and I get up to record the evidence that my right to peace and quiet enjoyment of my property have been violated severely— then I realize I've been recording the whole time.[ Oh shit. (Well, there's your answer.) I didn't know I was recording. Well, thats's how this all started. And I guess, how it ends. It's true, I started the series by accident when in my homeless despair, my talking to God out loud began being recorded by my iPhone just turning itself on and recording at random. In this instance, I had probably started the recording for the motorcycles and forgotten about it, but having been sick for days from the motorcycles and noise to no avail, I had begun to exhibit symptoms of extreme stress much akin to the homelessness in which the series started; erratic behaviors such as speaking freely out loud without the intention of being heard— and yet being heard anyway. I wasn't happy in New York, and I still felt homeless. The insanity might have been trademark New York, but it wasn't trademark me. I counted my blessings and all of my change; I knew I would have to leave for my own health, but I didn't know how—and returning to the streets was not an option. I was done playing the victim, and done complaining— my stomach churning with indigestion and my head gnawing with the congestion of a two year long head cold. Something needed to change, and rapidly— New York was turning against my mind, and my mind was turning against my body. This was no game— it was somebody's business. But to me, it was personal. This was my mind and my body being tampered with, and my soul remained at large. Something else entirely was begging to take over; whatever was attempting to destroy me had to be destroyed. Immidiately. This happy accident had to have been the end of the series— the show would come down soon and everything I had written with it. My life and my safety were at stake. I had nothing to ...
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