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The episode explores the 13th story from the Baital Pachisi, a collection of Hindu folktales, which centers on a king who disguises himself as a thief. The story serves as a mirror reflecting the hidden parts of ourselves and offers lessons on the importance of wisdom and self-reflection.
Psyche explores the 12th story from the Baital Pachchisi mythology, 'The Cup That Held Four Innocences', discussing the human need for blame and the dangers of false accusation. He analyzes the story of a pilgrim's death and the four potential suspects, concluding that none of them are guilty.
This episode of the Cult of Psyche podcast covers the 10th story from the Baital Pachchisi folktale collection, exploring themes of power, control, and fragility. The story revolves around a king, his minister, and three delicate queens, raising questions about the nature of delicacy and the consequences of enforcing virtue through fear.
In this episode, Psyche shares the seventh tale from the Baital Pachisi, where King Vikram must solve a riddle to determine which of four suitors is the best match for a beautiful princess who values beauty, strength, and knowledge. The king's answer is based on the suitors' inherent nature and cast.
In this episode, Psyche narrates the sixth tale from Baital Pachisi, where King Vikram must solve a riddle about identity after a goddess restores two men to life with their heads switched. The story revolves around a washerman who makes a vow to the goddess Davyy to marry a beautiful woman, and the consequences that follow.
Psyche reacts to a heated clash between RG and Samman from 'Pack Yourself Up,' then RG calls in to clarify the misrepresented context around Beta, leading to discussion of online drama manipulation and out-of-context clipping.
Yeah, it's like in the kitchen. Spear apron on. Sweet peace light. Sweet peace slite. Where the biscuits at? I said man relax
in my she was heated for real talking about like it's part of the deal I'm like I got boundaries please take a seat she said no drop the door I said damn that's a leap I thought she was here I ain't going to lie energy little side I v I ft I was tripping in fear turns out she just lied when the snacks ain't it was biscuit beef biscuit beef she was pressing me hard like a southern belief I said sweet pee chill you don't got to go me she said I'm hungry I said okay queen biscuit beef Biscuit beef. Now we laughing
at it like it wasn't that deep when they beat the plate. We going to relate. She came in spicy like don't play with my got her heart. I'm thinking it's a troll fool. Butter me up or you catching the f but honestly she ain't that bad and hungry little mad and I respect cuz
I' been there too. Sometimes you don't want peace, you want biscuits and truth. Sweet pe if you hit us in love. No night. Just a look at me to recap of the after life of that moment in time when you swung in my pride. Over fluffy round bread in the side of surprise. It was biscuit beef. Biscuit beef. She was pressing me hard like a sudden belief. I said, "Sweet, you don't got to go me." She said, "I'm hungry." I
said, "Okay, queen." Biscuit beef. Biscuit beef. Now we laughing at it like it wasn't that deep. When he put a plate, we going to release. Yeah, we all going to heal over biscuit beef. So here's a sweet
Well, that was a bad interruption. Um surprise, it's Sweet Pea. Um, I'm hosting the show I killed Psyche. I'm just kidding. I just tied him up and threw him in the
closet. So, what's up, guys? I was on Good Time Show yesterday. An hour. We had a really edgy conversation. Might want to go back to yesterday's episode and watch. Hey, Lola.
So, what's going on? I don't know. It's a weird energy. Um, like so much happening. It's like, oh, we got something on the keyboard here. Oh, come on.
Okay. Well, who wants the I mean I mean if I have like some errands to do um while I'm like running the show so I need them up here probably be playing some stuff unless like people come up. I lost my throat from laryngitis.
If you don't think I have a have a good No, I had a I had a good time on good times actually. His name is that funny. Okay.
>> >> The gate behind the gate. Lantern in the left hand, mirror in the
right. Every answer casts a shadow. EVERY SHADOW HIDES A LIGHT.
I found a door and know stood a silver hinge inside the wood. Quiet symbols carved in flame and everyone pronounced my name. The Sphinx was sleeping by the stair with constellations in her hair. She asked me what I knew for sure. I answer nothing anymore. Run the mask. Another
face beyond the map. Unmeasured space beyond the voice that says believe. A quieter voice says look and leave. Open the gate. behind the gate. AND SO BEFORE THE HOUR GROWS
LATE, carry the lantern, carry the doubt. Turn the mirror inside out. No thrown above us, no need below. Only the questions we follow. Traveler, traveler, don't be
afraid. You are the path the mystery made. The mystery made across the hall of mirrors twice. The first reflection off advice. The second swore that it was truth. The
third were memories from my youth. The lands and there are raised one hand. Do not confuse the map for land. A polish lie may brightly gleam. A fck can wear the clothes of dreams. Seven pillars beneath the floor. 10,000 whispers behind one door. Psyche turns where the night winds blow. GUARDING THE THINGS WE CANNOT KNOW.
OPEN THE gate behind the gate. ENTER BEFORE THE HOUR GROWS LATE. Carry the lantern. Carry the doubt. Turn the mirror inside out. No thrown above must below. Only the questions we follow.
Traveler, traveler, don't be afraid. You are the path. The mystery. >> Curiosity, the flame. Compassion speak the name. Integrity hold the line. Humility unake the shrine. Wonder the sleeping sky. Discernment as the reason why transformation shut the
skin. The final gate is found. Then
who were you before the mask? Who are you when no one asks? What remains when certainty lowers its sword and bends its knee? OPEN the gate behind the gate. There is
no chosen, there is no fate. Carry the lantern, carry the scars. Let honest questions rearrange the stars. No final master, no final scroll. The living code that breathes through us all. >> Traveler. Traveler. Now you can see the
gate was never outside of the outside of the Every mystery is welcome. Every certainty is suspect. Every question is sacred.
>> >> The gate remains open.
clips was tried to annoy me again. It's pissing me off. I'm going to go warm up my last slice of pizza and grab the last of my coffee and then I'm good. Just sit here
after I smoke a cigarette and I'll go get my pizza after it's heated up. I'll be right back down so I can see. Okay, let me uh cover it up to
Yeah, past two days he's been a jackass. We tied him out today twice and then he didn't come back. I If you ain't here to be nice, don't be here.
I'm I'm streaming for a good time. Don't try to bring me down, man. Don't try to bring me down.
Don't bring me down. What's that song? Somebody's back. Who's this? Sweet pee. All right, one second. Let me put my uh glasses on so I can see. Okay, let me uh cover it up to make sure
I'm not porn bomb. They don't have their camera on anyways. Let me move this and then I add them. Hello. >> Hi, good times. >> How are you doing? >> Pretty good. How are you today?
>> I'm all right. Uh, I feel good. >> I saw you on beatas. >> What? >> On beatas. >> No, I wasn't I wasn't on beatas. I don't >> I saw you there like a month ago. join. >> Oh, a month ago. Probably a month ago. I don't go around there anymore. >> How are you?
>> Uh, I'm good. I'm feeling good. I quit drinking and you know. >> Congratulations. Yeah, >> I know it's difficult to do and it's like you look good. You look like like alert and um great. Yeah, been doing a lot of laundry and cleaning my house and uh
300 glow. Your I must say your lips are glowing today. Oh, I can't hear you. I don't know if that's a blessing or a curse. Look at he has custom AI
art behind him. Power Ranger. Oh my god, I hate power. >> Anyone hear him? >> Oh, I hear him in the background. >> Oh my god. Hold on. What? I hear something else in the background. >> Yeah, it's my little cat. I hit myself
on the face last night. >> You hit yourself in the face. >> It was like I drank like two bottles with Dina. >> Did you hear the new Sig song? >> Wait up. No, wait. I'm telling you something. >> Okay, I'm sorry. Wait, that cat hit you? >> No, dog. Like I I got drunk and I went like this on my computer table. Bam.
>> You hit your head. >> I'mma stream on kick. >> Okay. I have something before you go because you're in you're in this song too. It's like it's like it's not about you but it's you make an appearance in it and so does a very special body part. >> I'm down to hear it
looks like flirty diamond. If the makeup took a hike and the wig escaped at midnight on a tiny motorbike stumbled through the door yelling everybody hush with a wiener somehow smaller than Christine's massive husk oh sigu vodka powered bridge dwelling troll
three shots from disaster with a forest soul dating 300 glow the romance of the year they shine like a night while sig just smells like beer tried looking glamorous and posed beside the bar, but the bouncer said, "Excuse me, who abandoned this bizarre?"
Ordered vodka, then drank the whole display. Tried flirting with the coat rack and it slowly backed away. Oh, see you vodka powered rich dwelling troll. Three shots from disaster with a kebab for a soul. Waiting 300 glow. What a dazzling little twist. They light up every room. Sick gets asked if they're on the list.
No makeup, no wig, no dignity in sight. Just Christine's mighty husk. Casting shadows through the night. Cigar glass and shouted beauties from within. Then fell into a wheelie bin and asked it for a gin of sig. You legendary chaotic little troll with no measurable control. 300 go
beside you, shining brighter than the sun. You may be an absolute nightmare, but at least you're bloody fun.
How was it? Hey, Jim. >> Hi. >> What's up, bro? >> Hi. Oh, >> hey. You like my you like my AI picture of me being a Power Ranger? Look that >> you're the Red Ranger. >> Yeah. And that that that Red Ranger in this in this series, he's black from
Chicago. >> Are there But you're you're not black. Yeah, but I I like him that because he's from Chicago. >> I like people from Chicago, too. You know, you know, the mafia started there. >> You know, you know what? You know what this dude did in the episodes, >> Red Ranger in this series? >> He fell in love with a white girl and
and then didn't want to be a Power Ranger. You could look it up. >> Did they um >> with a blonde girl? >> Fell in love with a blonde girl and he didn't want to be a Power Ranger. I mean I mean >> that's funny. That's funny, huh? Like just keep it simple. That's funny, huh? >> It's hilarious. You look really good, though. You look You look You look
>> That's I was like, "Yeah, that's my boy." And that was my favorite Power Ranger. >> My favorite Power Ranger was that um that uh >> the evil one. >> Green Ranger. >> Evil one that came out. >> The Green Ranger is whack, bro. I don't know. You >> No, not the Green Ranger. I was like I was like some some like >> everybody glaze that green ranger to me.
>> I was the Rainbow Ranger. I was a Rainbow Ranger. >> Why not pick a real Power Ranger? >> Power Rangers. There's like SPD space galaxy. Why Why you got always got to pick that gay guy? >> You You heard of the Power Ranger curse where they're all dying and >> No, I've only heard of the spider curse
that beat a place. Spider-Man is Toby Maguire is my That's the only Power Ranger I know. >> Look at Look at what my friend said. Look at what my friend >> I know is because it's called a Persian spell. >> Look at what my friend said. Look, he wrote me a whole >> pray. I mean, please.
>> No, no, let me read it to you. He said, "Brother, please. You know the exposure. I have so much. I have so much you need to make me your disciple in the paint. Porfas so everyone can hate even harder than
they already do. Bam. You want to see what I did last night? Let me see. Let me show you. >> Didn't have all alcohol and regrets. >> No, like I did a painting. >> Oh, you made a painting? Oh, cool. >> Yeah. Wait up.
Check it out. >> Is that Is that my name? >> Oh, no, it's not. Potting. Potting. P O T for >> This is the R, right? >> Uhhuh. >> R O A. This a >> Oh, >> and the M.
>> Rome. >> Yeah. Oh, you spelled Roman is spelled R O M E. >> No, it's not. >> Oh, >> how do you roam the city? >> Oh, I thought you meant different. A different >> How do you roam the city? >> I was confused. I forgot about the other road. >> How do you roam the city? >> Um, >> R O M >> in a car. >> Come on. Well, everybody gets it wrong. What's wrong with y'all? >> I thought you were trying to spell Rome
like that country. >> You guys don't know English or what? >> You know they speak Latino comes from Latin. That the word. >> Well, I do. Well, I do. So, don't mix me up with them. >> Check it out. That shit's sick. Tell me. Tell me that's not sick. >> It looks I'm sorry. It looks like it's
>> I did that. I did that. >> Room to me. I think you need to make the third letter more like >> Yo, Psyche. I did that with two Sharpies and two pens. This is what I could do. >> It's perfect. It's absolutely perfect. I would never in a million years be able to decipher it. It's perfect. >> You see the R? >> Huh? I see it now, but it out. It still looks like like room a little bit.
Sorry, Nancy. I haven't been feeling well either. 100%. It looks like Roden a little bit. It says Roden. I thought it was like >> Oh that's hard. I'm I I could rode in. tattoo already. I'm gonna need to start tattooing already. >> Get my name tattooed on you. The Cult of Psyche emblem. >> I'mma start tattooing. >> You are?
>> Yeah. I have >> my tattoos that I have on my elbow. I'll show it to you later, but uh it's like five stars and it was like some girl like tra I don't know traded her services or something and got a tattoo gun and she tested it on me and uh it's not bad. It's not a bad tattoo. I had to had a fix, but it's still good.
Um I mean cleaning a little today, so I'm cleaning the background a little bit. Wish I continue playing the uh playing the good times clip. Do it. I think he fell asleep, guys.
>> You're a good-look man. >> Thank you. >> Yeah. Um I don't like be anymore. She's like kind of like, you know, >> don't uh I don't watch her anymore. >> You don't? >> Uhuh. >> Yeah. Um No. I don't I don't like what I um how she talks to me or um other
>> Yeah, she she started talking nasty me people. after a while. Uh what's up, Clumsy? Um >> hey, Clumsy and Sweet Pea. >> So, yeah, I I don't I don't like the drama cast. I don't like to be part of drama. >> So, I to me it's not entertainment. People yelling at each other, arguing,
or just talking on other people. I don't care about it. Yeah, I was taking a break from all the drama community, but I like your show. >> That's cuz I try to keep it chill. >> Yeah, I like the vibe. >> Good. >> I like your music. Will you play? >> It's good. >> I love your music. It's like It's like
the 70s and 60s. It's like brings me back to to my childhood. >> It's a mix of all different types. >> People still liking my right now. They're liking my right now. 80s. Good. >> Yeah, I play a lot of 80s stuff. >> Hey yo, what's the Streamyard? Where's he at? >> Whatever. Sometimes I'll think of something and put it on sometimes. >> What's his Streamyard? >> What are you asking? What is Who StreamYard?
>> That is that an old Good Times video right there? >> That's me on the show yesterday. >> Okay, go ahead. Play it. >> Okay. >> Play rap music, you know. >> And I was ready to be Sweet Pea and he believed me the entire time. >> Depends on what type of mood I'm in. When I say rap music, I mean it from the 90s, not anything new.
>> Oh, you like like the like the old school Old school rap. >> Well, old school is old school. 90s to me. That's not old school. But >> you like Easy Easy E? >> Yes. My two favorites are Tupac and Easy E. >> I love Tupac. I love it. I love the Hey Mama song. >> Yeah, I've heard that one.
>> You've heard that one? Okay. >> Yeah. I Yeah. I I had >> Against the World. >> Me Against the World. Is that your favorite? What's your favorite Tupac? >> Well, the only album I owned was um Don Kill Don Kill. It's like Illuminati, but it's like Don Kill. >> Oh, Kill Illuminati. Oh, I know. When
the Illuminati last album, I think >> it was it was um a double it was a double C um CD because uh two CDs because uh he had a deal with Suge Knight. Sign Knight got him out of prison >> for like $3 million or three and a half million dollars and he had to sign with
Death Row for a three album deal. So by doing um a double CD he was able to get out of his uh deal quicker. >> Yeah, >> he was he was going to go start his own record label. >> I like his hologram. I want to I want to um touch his hologram. Have you seen his
hologram stuff? Yeah, I I know I know the guy that uh invented it. >> I want one for my house. >> Well, I don't know him personally, but >> he can be in the same room as me and perform every day and I can I can pleasure myself to his avatar. >> Okay. >> So, what else is new? Do you know this woman, Christine? I hate this I
mean this >> is not This is not a a drama channel. >> I'm sorry. I'm sorry. >> You don't like her? Okay. She used to pop in here once in a while. >> She did. >> Like not join, but she type in my chat. >> Friends once she started making fun of my voice. >> I noticed your voice is a little raspy. >> It's a little raspy. I went to a
concert. >> Okay. What What'd you go see? >> I saw it was a Fleetwood Mac cover band. >> Okay. >> Yeah. I haven't been to a concert since I was like 18 or something. And I was saying, "Tell me lies. Tell me sweet little lies." And I kind of lost my voice. >> Well, I can tell.
>> Yeah. >> So, do you have a girlfriend? >> No, I don't. >> No. >> Are you interested? You're nice looking man. >> Depends. >> Well, I'm a little I'm a little hefty. This is This picture is a little bit old.
>> I I was I was trying to be nice. I was going to say I'm not interested in you. >> Oh, I'm sorry. >> No, it's okay. >> I I I've been single for a long time. I just All I can do is masturbate. >> All right. Well, whatever. >> Whatever satisfies you. >> It does. It does. I have I have one of those rabbits. You know the Have you heard of the rabbit?
>> I do not. >> Okay. You just It like It plays with your your and your at the same time. Um, but >> Okay, >> that's great. It's like a little It's like a little magic. Uh, and it's real fast. So, like a rabbit, you know, the Energizer Bunny goes, >> you don't have to describe it to me. I know what they are.
>> I I um I know what they are. I didn't know they're called rabbits. >> Yeah. Do you have a Do you have a dildo collection? >> I'm not gay. >> No. for do you use it on women and your ladies you bring over to your your home? >> No. >> No. >> I have a large >> How large?
>> big enough. >> Is it bigger than a bread box? >> Let's just say they can feel it in their stomach. >> Oh. Ouch. >> Ouchie. Do you like anal? Not women in the ass.
>> Oh, yeah. Or or women you. >> I just said I'm not gay. >> No, it's not gay if it's a woman you. >> Those don't irritate me. >> Oh, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I thought this was kind of a more like wild >> conversation. >> I'm sorry. So, just >> Well, I don't I don't like gay people
that much. >> You don't like gay people? Neither do I. I hate gay people. >> I don't hate them. I don't hate them. I just don't want to >> >> Oh, I hate them. I hate them with a passion. >> Yeah. Well, >> I'm actually in the I'm actually >> All right. Well, I'll tell you one rule. There's no hate speech on my channel. >> Oh, I'm so sorry. Oh. Oh, I mean I just
hate um I just I hate hate. I hate hate. I'm sorry. I hate Can I hate hate here? >> Yes, you can do that. >> Okay. >> Just do not >> clumsy. What's so funny? >> I just don't like the ones that like steal the guys. I like >> kicking me off the show. >> That's life. >> I don't know why. Why you Why you being
that way? Why? Yo, Psyche, why you being that way with my boyfriend? >> I like it, Tas. But you told someone I pleasured myself at his backstage, but I just >> No, no, no. That's my boyfriend. Why are you messing with my boyfriend? >> I wasn't masturbating backstage. I was just in my speedo. >> Why are you masturbating with >> that wasn't? That was sweet. It was a character called Sweet Pea that I do.
>> Where's Good Times? Is Good Times actually here? >> No, this was yesterday when I was on a show AS SWEET PEA. >> OH, WELL, off then. Jesus Christ. What the am I watching? I thought Good Times was here right now. >> I don't know where he might be lurking. Um whoever >> is that underlow. What a homosexession. D. Dude, do you ever leave the internet, dude? Yo, every time I come on the
internet, 300 Glow is there. 300 Glow is there every single time. Dude, do you ever leave the internet, my friend? Yo, you stupid Mexican Do you ever Look at you with a stupid Look at him with a stupid I've got a pedophile signature on the back of my hand. >> Look at that's a pedophile sign. That's
a pedophile sign. Pedophile sign. Pedophile sign on the back of his hand. >> He's a non nons on the back of his hand. >> The sun. What is that? >> That's not the sun. That's a swirly pedophile sign that's coming from the Yeah. Look at him. Look at the Why does he look like a Jew? Why is he Mexican and look like a Jew? He's like
the Mexican He's like the Mexican prime minister. He's like the Mexican prime minister. >> you. you. Why you Why are you doing good times like that? You were pretending that good times was here. I joined because I thought good times was here. You were faking it. Stop. Live for now. Live for now. Don't live for yesterday dude.
>> Live for now. >> Hey, what what do you think you a lot? >> What? I'm listening. >> You're dating that woman crunchy that says the n word and says gay people should be killed and stuff. I've heard her say that. >> What? >> That woman crunchy I heard. >> Who's Who's Crunchy? >> Well, she came on the show's neighbor. Her name was a neighbor on beat one
time. Yeah, I know. Have I noticed how um 300 Jew is hiding his nose since I called him out? >> Hey, well, he's like he's he's like a he's Mexican, so he's part Spanish and stuff. >> Yeah. No, no, no. He's he's he literally had sex with his sister. >> Like his sister his sister. He He's like
in >> I don't know. Are these these are these are false allegations? I don't. >> No. No. It's not false. It's not false. This guy, this guy's sister is his wife. >> It's his wife. His sister is his wife. >> Armana is his wife. Okay. >> Dude, dude, this guy had a bowl cut. This guy, his girlfriend put a bowl over his head and shaved it.
>> She bought a floowby. >> A floowby. What's that? >> Anyway, I I was only here for good times. Like, sorry, dude. You faked me. You faked me. Can I show you what a floowby is? Uh uh okay, we'll show you what a phloia is anyway. Hold on. I asked you a question. You just leave.
I didn't fake anything. I I wasn't pretending you anybody. You're terrible. And I just like people to express show their ignorance because I thought that was maybe you know people that sometimes speak with a British accent. You think, "Oh, they're intelligent." And it's just like he said so much ignorance right there. Okay. But anyway, here here here's the Floowby update.
Oh, wish I could find the commercial. The original commercial.
We can we can watch some of it.
Welcome to New Products and Ideas, the program that takes you around the world in search of new inventions, unique ideas, and innovative products, and shows you how to take an invention from concept to the marketplace. Today, you'll see a revolutionary new haircut cutting invention that is sweeping across the country. How to save hundreds of dollars cash, save time, and have fun doing it. And how to take care of your
family's hair cutting needs for the rest of your lives. All with one ingenious invention, the Floby vacuum hair cutting system. It's all coming up right here, right now on New Products and Ideas.
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>> Have you ever had the desire to invent a new product? Well, most of us have, but few can make the claim of actually taking a product to the marketplace and making money with it. This program is dedicated to those inventors and their inventions who have taken that quantum leap toward success. One such man is my guest today, Mr. Rick Hunts, the inventor of the Floowby vacuum hair
cutting system. Rick, thanks for joining me. And what is the Floowby vacuum haircut system? Well, Lenny, it's uh basically a new haircut cutting system that works with a vacuum that is revolutionizing the way people are getting your haircut. When you're all done, you don't have a mess. It's very simple to use. Anybody can use it. Uh it's uh it's making a mark. >> What actually made you think of this
invention? What was the spark? Well, it was my own personal needs. I think that's where all basic inventions come from. Uh back around 1979 is when I first started uh uh thinking about it because I was very discouraged about the haircuts I was receiving. And uh my own personal case, I would just get my haircut shorter than what I would like it to be. And everybody knows maybe a
good haircut is two, three weeks later. And I thought if I could just keep the haircut at that length, of course, everybody would like to keep the hair at an ideal length. And uh with that thinking about that and thinking about it, one day I was playing with a vacuum sucking my hair up and and spark started to fly and I got very excited and I said, "This is it. I'm going to invent a machine that will suck the hair up and
cut it. When it cuts it, it won't be any hair. It falls on you and you can set the length and do it yourself." Okay, so you're 10 years in development and now you're selling the product. How does it actually work? Well, this is it. And uh you can see these blades inside right here. They just go back and forth. And uh you can see how they cut. They're just like nine little scissors in there.
So it's just it gives you like a scissored cut. And what this does watching hairdressers how they pull the hair up between their fingers and cut it. That's how I designed it. That's where I started my designing is with this. I thought, boy, if I could cut the hair being sucked up in a vacuum chamber in the configuration and suck up just the same amount of hair that a hairdresser does and then be able to regulate the length, which I do with
these spacers, >> I can cut my own hair any way I want, >> anytime I want. >> To me, that was it. So, I devoted >> about seven years of my time to develop this. >> Now, you've mentioned the word vacuum. What kind of vacuum you talking about? Well, you just >> most people have a vacuum already at home. My girl's gonna go to work today. You can come over to it and it sucks it
up. And another neat thing is nobody has to argue about who's going to clean up the mess when you're vacuum. What happens to the hair? >> Goes in your vacuum. I have people ask me that all the time. Where's the hair going? It's going in your vacuum. Where else do you want it? What type of people are now using the Floy system? Oh, we have people all walks of life that are using it now. I'm I have old people, young people. Uh the market is for
everybody that gets their haircut and uh it's it's going everywhere now. >> You know, I remember when I was a kid and my father trying to cut my hair and my brother's hair and both of us not really being too cooperative. How's the Floowby work with kids? And can a family save money with the Floy system? Well, absolutely. They can save a lot of money with uh the Floowby system. Uh a family of four can save 4,500, $600 a year. But
to me, the the biggest advantage of the Flo haircuting system is is the ease of the haircut where you can do it right in your home. I do mine right in my living room anytime I want. No appointment necessary. I get the exact same haircut every time. If I want to alter it a little bit, I can do that, too. It does all different types of styled layered haircuts. And what about for kids? Is it safe? Is it easy? Well, yes, it's very
safe because you can see like say you want to cut, let's talk about a baby now. Babies, it's very dangerous to cut their hair because they're always wiggling around like this. Imagine with scissors, you know. >> I don't want to hear about scissors and I mean this is just getting sick. I mean, gee whiz.
I mean, I mean, I'm trying to trim a few inches off my hair, you know, not, you know, set up my vacuum and put put the hose to my head with a blade in it. The sounds dangerous.
Okay. Did I pin the link? I already linked the pin. Okay. So uh Glow, are you there? Okay. Sending me some I know. Well, he's not going to send me the armored car.
But here's what we're going to do.
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>> 300. 300 glow when he walks in the room. Fresh white sneakers and expensive perfume. Hairline sharp like a brand new blade. Tacos in his hand and his eyebrows. Lady said primo relax. I'm keeping a chill. Then
order three marbas and grab the whole bill. Dancing to dramatic flare. One little spin now there's glitter everywhere. 300 blows shining all night. Rainbow photo under neon light. Hotter than salsa smoother than cake.
So flirting with the DJ while counting in space. So 300 blows. Everybody knows he came for the tacos but stayed for the bros.
Aba asked me when's the wedding day? He pointed at his best friend. Depends what he'll say. T I dropped a spoon and laughed out loud. Just find someone handsome and make the family proud. His outfit was tighter than parking downtown. Gold chain sparking like a fresh scout.
He said no. So he said hello so I'm emotionally free. Then checked his boyfriend's Instagram at quarter 3. 300 glow shining all night. Rainbow Coraso under neon light. Hotter than saler cake. So flirting with the DJ while counting
his face. So 300 glow. Everybody knows he came for the tacos but stayed for the bros.
>> >> Everybody sings. He's taking 10 selfies and adjusting his rings. Spicy like chili, sweet like he entered as a guest and left with a man. 300 glow brighter than gold.
Funny, fabulous, fearless and bold. Raise up your glass. Salute amigos. Tonight we cate wherever love goes. 300 from his head to his toes.
He came for the tacos and stayed for the gross. >>
>> Whoa.
>> Oh, here's here's the thing about this show. >> People think of professional live streaming. >> That's I promise I would play that episode. I had to retract that one. What were they gonna play? word for it. The people who do this
>> camera I mean I should make a new video. So I actually found that I uh >> here it is. >> Hammer on. You're a coward. Look how fat and ugly you are. These are fragments from a single 4-hour session. A relentless sprint of overlapping demands and pack mentality insults directed at whoever's in the hot seat. To an
outsider, existing in this environment for minutes, let alone hours, looks like psychological torture. Yet, the same people log in every night to endure a space where everyone seems to despise them. Many of these speakers remain on the panel for the entire duration, returning night after night to the same arguments. This suggests the participants aren't just tolerating the
chaos, they are habituated to it. The hostility isn't random. It follows a specific recurring structure. We call this structure the toxicity loop. It's a self-sustaining cycle relying on hypocrisy and weaponized victimhood to keep moving. While easy to dismiss as mere drama, this loop explains the internal logic allowing hostile echo
chambers to function without reaching a breaking point. Phase one of the loop is performative cruelty. The architecture of a live panel allows a group to isolate a single target and dehumanize them in front of a live audience. We see this when the panel corners a user named Simon. Multiple speakers tag team to demand he show his face, calling him a
yellowbelly coward and mocking his appearance to see who can land the most cutting insult. These insults serve as a performance for the rest of the pack. By attacking a designated target, the speakers signal their status and loyalty to the group, turning bullying into a form of social currency. In this stage, cruelty is a spectator sport. It is
stripped of its human impact and used purely to secure a position within the hierarchy of the panel. That dynamic shifts the moment the aggressors face any actual push back or external pressure. The narrative immediately flips into phase two, weaponized victimhood. The speakers who were just hurling insults suddenly pivot, claiming
they don't have hate in their heart. They begin to complain bitterly about being targeted, doxed, or clapped by rivals, acting as though they are the ones under siege. This phase provides a psychological shield. By adopting the role of the victim, the speakers create a narrative that prevents them from having to answer for their previous actions. Playing the victim acts as an
offensive strategy. It creates a moral justification for their hostility, framing their bullying as a necessary defense against a hostile world. To prevent the group from fracturing entirely, the cycle moves into the self-righteous reset. This is where two long feuding members engage in a public, seemingly mature amends conversation.
The acts being apologized for are often extreme, sharing family docks, threatening parents, and engaging in revenge porn. Yet, the participants discuss these events with a casual, almost detached tone. The speakers use therapy inflected language like taking accountability to project an image of growth. This performance of moral
superiority allows them to feel enlightened without changing their behavior. The peace treaty serves as a psychological reset button by declaring themselves morally cleansed. They grant themselves permission to return to the original phase of cruelty with a clear conscience. We know this reset is temporary because the peace rarely
survives the end of the stream. Within minutes of a profound apology, the panel almost always relapses into conflict. The participants quickly return to anti-semitic jokes, slurs, and screaming matches. Even as they argue, they maintain their new personas with one speaker insisting he only brings up facts, not drama while actively
participating in a shouting match. Hypocrisy is the engine driving this environment. Participants rely on constant movement between being the victim and the victimizer to keep the cycle in motion. If the system is designed to turn conflict into fuel, how do you actually stop it? Trying to reason with these communities only provides them with more material. Fighting back only gives them a fresh
reason to claim they are being victimized. You cannot fix this loop by engaging with it. The only way to break a self-sustaining cycle of online abuse is to starve it of its primary requirement, an audience. Log off. >> Oh my god. Did he say something about
the Goyam? I think that's like the worst thing you can call somebody. Actually, I don't think I want him as a moderator or a person in the chat by my um whatever your name was.
Key is crashing out again. Vicki left the back door wide open. When a streamer named Sam Man logs onto his broadcast, he announces that there is a war out here, a landscape of open hostilities with his ops. Hearing that rhetoric, you might expect a highstake standoff. But the reality is a man sitting alone in a
room talking into his computer monitor on a quiet Friday night. Inside the borders of that stream chat window, every typed comment, dropped connection, or minor disagreement is treated like a geopolitical crisis. A live stream is a closed, fragile ecosystem. To keep an audience engaged for hours without a
script, a broadcaster must constantly generate conflict to keep the production moving. Enter Saman. He operates as the theatrical ring leader of this digital space, broadcasting at an absolute baseline of paranoia and hyperaggression. He spends the early hours of his broadcast playing heavy thumping rap instrumentals to hype himself up. He
warns his audience that because there are multiple battles happening at once, he has to be on it even more to defend his territory. He acts like a soldier trapped in a trench. Yet outside his window, there are no ops lying in wait. He is completely safe inside his room staring at a lens. Sam Nan is a general demanding a battlefield. Because a real
one doesn't exist, he relies entirely on his chat to invent the warfare for him. The stream's ecosystem is organized into distinct operational tiers, defining the relationship between host and participants. Directly beneath the ring leader is the first tier, the ops. Tonight, viewer is designated as the primary target. The broadcast begins
with Sam Man launching a furious tirade. He claims Vicki up multiple times, leaving the back door wide open for enemies to attack. Vickiy's supposed act of high treason was simply posting an Instagram story. In the logic of the stream, this mundane internet behavior is presented as a cinematic betrayal, positioning a regular follower as an
enemy of the state, provides the immediate narrative stakes necessary to hold viewer attention. Below the ops are the instigators. This is where participants like Alex enter the picture. Alex's designated role is to get people in trouble. Sam man leans into the persona, playing the weary mob
boss, warning his erratic underling to behave. Then there are the wild cards. A viewer named Psyche never appears on screen, existing purely as a dark rumor that he is crashing out again. These secondary characters inject unpredictable variables into the broadcast. They provide the accusations and off-screen threats that force Saman
to constantly improvise his reactions. The constant agitation from these characters provides the raw material Samman requires for his daily performance. The manufactured drama reaches its peak when Salmon is a sweeping declaration. He announces an open panel even for the ops. In the live stream's language, this signals the
ecosystem is fully primed for an explosive confrontation. But the war drums are abruptly silenced by an audio glitch. Out of nowhere, an AI commercial for Thompson Reuters interrupts, featuring a voice bragging about being an intellectual smoke show. The ring leader authority instantly evaporates. He loses track of his audio feeds,
asking the void which voice is his before desperately asking his Verizon connection if it can hear him. Minutes after threatening his enemies, Salmon is shouting for his moderator, Christine, begging her to raid the pantry for Doritos and angrily refusing jelly beans. The grand illusion of the digital war zone shatters the moment it collides
with the reality of a host struggling to manage his browser tabs and his snack intake. The tension from earlier in the stream evaporates almost immediately. Sammon transitions from claiming he is at war to radiating all happy vibes, abandoning his bitter rivalries in a matter of minutes. These grudges
function as highly combustible fuel designed to run the entertainment engine for another hour. The ring leader and the chat exist in a perfectly cyclical relationship. The viewers provide the rumors and the technical fumbles while Salmon refineses those moments with his outsized theatrical reactions. This dynamic raises a structural question.
Does the streamer control his audience or is he entirely at the mercy of the drama they provide? Neither is in control. They are locked in a symbiotic dance that only stops when the internet connection finally drops.
Within the architecture of YouTube, a hidden subculture of creators remains live 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. These broadcasts function as perpetual surveillance hubs dedicated to monitoring rivals and documenting every potential misstep for future use. Survival in this space depends on the ability to weaponize the platform's
terms of service. These creators study the labyrinth of community guidelines with the same intensity a sorcerer applies to an ancient spellbook. Their daily routines revolve around identifying technical infractions. They file endless strings of complaints, attempting to cast digital hexes that will banish their enemies from the platform entirely. This environment
operates as an arena where constant observation and technical reporting merge, creating a landscape of digital conflict driven by the platform's most obscure rules. At the center of this particular coven is a creator named Crystal. Known for extreme paranoia, she stalks rival streams, forces her allies to delete their public archives, and operates multiple accounts to
orchestrate her strikes from the shadows. This obsession with the digital realm often eclipses realorld responsibilities. When her cat Milo grew severely ill and retreated to a dark closet, Crystal continued her Instagram live streams, eventually sending her father to put the animal down to avoid interrupting her broadcast schedule. This diagram illustrates a technical
maneuver known as ban evasion. When a creator receives a platform strike and loses their ability to stream on their primary channel, they immediately create a second active account on the same IP address to bypass the restriction. Within this community, the act is viewed as digital necromancy, the process of dragging a dead channel back to life to
continue the war. to permanently stop a digital necromancer. Hival creators move past basic reporting and delve into the most aggressive takedown mechanisms the platform offers. The first tier of this warfare relies on the copyright strike.
This timeline diagram demonstrates how to bypass fair use defenses. A creator files highly localized reports identifying exact time code brackets of the infraction. This sparks a prolonged argument with YouTube's automated review system, persisting until the target is
overwhelmed and surrenders. Because these creators are often retired or remain stationary in front of their webcams for days at a time, they have the logistical capacity to outst the platform's bureaucracy. While copyright strikes can eventually disable a channel, the process is slow. For those
seeking immediate results, a more potent method is required. The most effective weapon in this digital arsenal is the privacy report. Privacy reports function as an immediate takeown tool, bypassing the slow review process of a standard copyright claim to remove targeted content instantly. These reports are
often filed over minor personal details. In one instance, a creator successfully used a privacy strike against a rival for using a photograph of a deceased mother as a profile picture, treating the digital image as a target for destruction. To ensure these reports are processed successfully, the coven has begun employing external nonhuman
entities to draft their strikes. Creators feed specific details into AI models, tasking the software to write hypere effective rules compliant takedown reports that moderators are more likely to approve. By delegating their conflicts to automated AI systems, the Coven has effectively removed human empathy from their digital warfare.
Despite the intensity of these digital strikes, the atmosphere often shifts without warning into the mundane. These creators frequently pivot from plotting digital assassinations to debating the culinary merits of an Oklahoma cheese pizza versus a New York vodka pasta pizza. This absurd dialogue occurs on the exact same 24-hour panels where they
just coordinated the destruction of their rivals livelihoods. They discuss the physical strain, mocking each other's weight fluctuations while remaining entirely stationary in their darkened rooms. The reality behind the warlord persona is often quite simple. These are profoundly bored, stationary people constantly arguing about
carbohydrates in the middle of a dark, lonely, self-imposed void. When an AI assisted privacy strike lands, the results are immediate. Channels disappear, accounts receive final warnings, and victors celebrate their success live on air. However, these victories are quickly followed by intense paranoia. Creators demand the
deletion of live stream archives and begin accusing their own allies of leaking information to the enemy. This diagram illustrates the endless cycle. In this underworld, digital banishment is rarely permanent. A deleted creator often responds on a new account within a week, frequently begging for a spot on
the very panel that orchestrated their removal. This mastery of the platform's rules has not led to a resolution. It has merely established a self-inflicted digital purgatory. Finding an escape from this world of privacy hexes, ban evasion, and AIdriven strikes requires a different approach. Breaking the cycle
requires moving beyond the terms of service, copyright law, or the mechanics of report filing. The most effective spell in this digital landscape is the physical act of closing the laptop and walking away. This is the one maneuver these internet warlords are too terrified to ever execute.
Every conversation you hold with guests should begin something like this. >> Good evening. >> Hi, how are you? >> Once you've greeted the guest, start a brief conversation. Try asking a question the guest can answer in a sense or two. You might ask something like this. Is it still hot out there? >> Or this. >> Did you catch a game last night?
>> Or this. >> Have you tried the lasagna? It's my favorite. >> Don't forget to start conversations with children by saying something like this. >> What grade are you in at school? >> Or this. >> Have you decided what dessert you're going to have? >> Or this. >> Have you tried the lasagna? It's my favorite. >> No matter what the topic of your conversation has been, end each guest
contact with the same phrase. How's that for you? >> That's fine, thanks. >> Asking how's that makes sure guests are happy with the conversation they received. If they're not, or if they also want a slice of a different conversation, you can correct the situation promptly. At Old Country Buffet, once they've paid for the meal, no one pays attention to them. >> Okay. >> Do you like hot bud sundaes?
>> Boy, I'll say. >> Well, that's great. What you got for some hammer beef? >> A little both, I think. >> All right.
What grade are you in at school? >> When your guest's plate has very little on it, carve them a smaller cut. >> Like a half inch slice of that roast beef please. >> Please. >> Have you decided what dessert you're going to have? What'd you get for some bee? Still hot out there. Did you catch a game last night? >> Have you tried the lasagna? It's my favorite.
A typical morning live stream suddenly grinds to a halt. The host has spotted a spider on her high ceiling and she's treating the shadow looming over the stream like a home invasion. Her chat immediately surges with advice. They aren't just watching, they are participating, suggesting high-powered vacuum cleaners to airsoft rifles and a
ceremonial flush. The banter quickly develops its own internal logic. The chat members adopt the persona of witches, pledging to perform a woodland ritual for the spider's reincarnation. It presents as a quirky, tight-knit community sharing a relatable, comedic distraction. 10 minutes earlier, this exact same quirky community was using
that collective energy for something far more predatory. Their focus was locked on a creator named Psyche. The host and her team of moderators led a coordinated attack, mocking his mental stability, ridiculing his physical appearance, and laughing specifically at the gap where his front teeth are missing. The transition from bonding over a bug to ruthlessly dogpiling at human being is
seamless. To understand how that switch is flipped, we have to examine the sociological mechanics of the digital echo chamber. Digital communities rely on tribal identity to survive. Without physical space to share, these groups manufacture a sense of belonging through shared trivial experiences. Panicking over the same minor threat draws
individual viewers together into a unified high energy inroup. Inside jokes function as a boundary. They create a distinct sense of us versus them that physically separates the chat from the rest of the internet. This manufactured unity provides the group with a feeling of absolute consensus. Once the bubble is sealed, the community feels entirely justified in directing its collective
power toward any target they choose. Highly unified groups eventually aim their solidified energy at an out group. In this stream, that energy was weaponized against Psyche. The group justifies their cruelty by stripping the target of his agency. They label Psyche a manipulative drunk who brings the abuse on himself, a narrative that
allows the chat to remain the heroes of their own story while they attack him. Internal cohesion acts as a lens that filters the aggression. Harassment is recolored, transforming vicious bullying into a perceived act of community defense. This shared cruelty fuses the group closer together, making the dog
pile a primary feature of the stream's social health. Tearing down a target is a vital mechanism for sustaining the community's bond. The target is merely the fuel that keeps the collective energy burning. The echo chamber faces a crisis when a dissenting viewer named Arthur pushes back. He challenges the group's hypocrisy, pointing out that
their own behavior matches the very things they criticize in others. The chat reacts to this ideological threat with a violent immune response. The swarm instantly converges on the dissenting voice. To neutralize Arthur, the group weaponizes his personal life. They mock his sexuality, ridicule his income, and use his section 8 living
situation as a blunt instrument to discredit his character. Challenging the group's morality triggers this survival instinct. To acknowledge Arthur's point would force the group to face their own reflection, so the disruption must be eliminated at all costs. These digital spaces protect their shared narrative with a hostile immune system. Reality is treated as a pathogen and anyone
carrying it is swiftly purged to keep the delusion intact. The spider ritual functioned as the psychological warm-up for the harassment that preceded it. It synchronized the crowd, priming them to act as a single aggressive unit. Toxic behavior thrives online when wrapped in the mundane. This insulating benality lets extreme harassment hide inside
relatable interactions. The structure makes cruelty invisible. As long as the group lasted out spiders, they convince themselves they're just hanging out during a digital dog pile. The danger of these digital echo chambers lies in the proximity of the mundane to the monstrous. Cruelty feels sustainable when it sits comfortably alongside a
morning cup of coffee and a harmless bug on the ceiling.
A young woman stands in the city street. A hand reaches out invitingly towards her face. The same woman, now sitting in an opulent room, smiles and snaps her fingers.
Here, perched on the edge of a bed, in a state of semi undress, she provocatively meets our gaze. But now her eyes seem sorrowful. She stands in a line of dejected working figures.
And here we see only her gaunt and deathly profile, tilting upward and shrouded in drapery. Finally, we no longer see her at all. Instead, a coffin carrying the inscription M. Hackabout died September
the 2nd 1731 age 23. So ends a harlot's progress a series of six engravings published by William Hogarth in April 1732.
>> >> My name is Mark Howlet and I'd like to welcome you to the first of a series of six films organized by the Paul Melon Center as part of our 2021 program of public lecture courses. All have been made in close collaboration with the filmmaker John Law. These films focus on Hogarth's work as a painter and engraver
and in particular on what he called his modern moral subjects, the first of which was a harlot's progress. These are extended pictorial series that tell rich satirical stories about Georgian society and culture. They sparkle with visual wit and invention and in their own time they opened up an entirely new range of
possibilities for British art. In the first two films, I will explore Harlot's progress in detail and then turn to its even more elaborate successor, Arake's Progress. In our third and fourth films, Meredith Gamer will investigate two of Hogart's most searing pictorial sequences,
Industry and Idleness and the four stages of cruelty. And in the final two films of our program, Elizabeth Robas will reveal how two distinguished contemporary artists after them. Lest of these engravings introduces Mole, the harlot of Hogarth series. She is the young woman standing in the street.
At this point, she's portrayed as a beautiful but rather naive country girl who's only just arrived in London, having traveled to the city on the wagon seen on the left. She's been approached by a stranger. This older woman, despite her apparent friendliness, is a brothel keeper. She's about to lure Maul into the world of prostitution.
The second engraving in the progress is set some months later. Maul, having passed through the hands of the procures, is now the kept mistress of a Jewish merchant and lives in some luxury. Hogarth implies that she has just been having sex with a young lover and that her keeper has paid her an illtimed visit.
Maul snaps her fingers and kicks over a tea table in order to distract him. This allows her lover, undetected, to tiptoe out of the room. The third installment of the series depicts Mole having fallen to the status of a common prostitute and living in a
ramshackle Garrett. She is shown being tended to by a bunter or servant and swinging a stolen watch in her hand. She smiles flirtatiously out at the viewer, entirely unaware that she's about to be arrested by the magistrate who, struck by her beauty, stares at her from the doorway.
Hugar's fourth engraving is set in London's notorious Brightwell prison. mole serving out her sentence for prostitution miserably beats hemp with a hammer under the supervision of a brutal ward. Her fine dress is fingered by a winking woman. And beyond we can now see that the ragged line of figures are Maul's
fellow prisoners whose hammers can be imagined thuing out a desolate rhythm. The progress's penultimate print is set in another bare bleak garrett. The drapery that sways Mole's body is a sweating blanket. She is dying of veneerial disease. Her illegitimate child plays next to the
fire, and a woman rifles through her trunk looking for clothes to bury her in. Mole's servant, the same servant who tended her in Hogarth's third plate, swivels around in anguish while two complacent quack doctors squabble over the respective merits of their medicines. medicines that for Maul have proved fatally ineffective.
Finally, we see not Maul, of course, but the partially opened coffin which holds her corpse, lying in a room crowded with those who are attending her funeral. One young prostitute peers in as if learning a lesson from Mole's example. But around her, vice and lust, deception and delusion continue to run rampant. On the right, the Undertaker makes advances on
one prostitute. On the left, a Parson seems to have his hand up the skirt of another. In the picture center, meanwhile, Maul's child plays alone, ignored by all those around him,
enjoying this >> and so fascinating about his progress. And what was it that enabled this work to serve as such a successful template's many later pictorial series? >> Part of the answer, I think, is provided by looking at how Hog's pictures actually work as pictures, both individually and collectively. Here,
I'll concentrate on the ways in which Hogarth across a harlot's progress generates a powerful pictorial dynamic of pause and flow. On the one hand, Hogarth produces pictures to pour over, crowded with figures, images, text, and objects that are designed to draw us in, to hold our attention. First, he crowds his pictures
with people. Alongside Maul herself, Aar's Progress features no less than 40 protagonists, all of whom help contribute to its satirical storyline, on many of whom the viewer's eyes invited to dwell. the horse riding cleric in the first plate, for example, who is so preoccupied by the letter of preferment
he holds in his hand that he misses the scene unfolding behind him. The bentbacked woman on the nearby balcony who wearily hanging out washing alludes to one of the alternative futures that Mole might have experienced in the city. the astonished black page boy of the second plate who like the other black
servants who feature in so many 18th century British portraits is degraded to the status of a fashionable accessory. Adding to his work's appeal, Hogarth mixed such fictional characters with portraits of actual contemporary figures. Thus the procures in the first plate is a portrait of Elizabeth mother need an infamous brothel keeper who
during the period Hogarth was working on the series died after being pelted with stones at pillery. Similarly, the figure who lurches out of the doorway behind her, whose hand slides toward his groin as he looks across at Mole, is a portrait of the notorious aristocrat Francis Charterist, who had recently and scandalously been pardoned, having been
convicted of the rape of the maidservant Anne Bond. And in the third plate, the arresting magistrate is a portrait of Sir John Gonson, who had been responsible for Nem's arrest, and it was a scourge of prostitutes in the period. This weaving of the factual with the fictional reinforced the progress's
appeal as a topical iconoclastic form of visual art which traded in personal as well as social satire. It also encouraged viewers to enjoy the ways in which the artist had stitched such figures as Dr. Richard Rock and Dr. Jean Masaban, two actual quack doctors working in London, into his crowded cast
of characters and into his imagery's dense mesh of pictorial detail. This kind of detail also includes the internal images and texts that scattered across Hogarth scenes provide another kind of visual hook, snagging the viewer's eye and inviting emblematic or symbolic interpretation.
Images as humble as a street sign of the bell tavern in plate one, which not only offers a visual echo of Mole's dress, but hints at her status as a beautiful young bell. images as elaborate as the Old Testament paintings on the wall in plate 2, which depict scenes of anger and betrayal and which prefigure the merchants
later anger at Mole's own form of betrayal. Images as subtle as the wallpaper patterns of this same room made up of the antless horns that were a traditional symbol of cuckoldry. images as surreptitious as a graffitied figure seen on the distant prison wall
in plate four which shows Gonson the magistrate hanging from a gallows and image is as revealing as a pair of engraved portraits pictured hanging next to Maul's bed in plate three while one depicts the controversial clergyman Henry Sevro the other portrays no less than Captain McKith the great anti-hero
of the beggars's opera his presence confirms Mole's status as kind of negative double of the play's heroine, Poly Pichin, and as someone who similarly idolizes the flamboyant high women. Words too snake through these prints and catch our attention. A cut off reference to the York wagon on which Mole traveled down to London. The inscription on a wig
box which indicates that one of her lovers is the real life highwoman James Dalton. the notice on the prison stocks proclaiming, "Better to work than stand thus." Finally, Hogarth crowds his engravings with a multitude of depicted household objects, which he sometimes arranges into tabletop still lives tucked into the corners of his scenes.
The dressing table in plate two, for instance, with its mirror symbolizing vanity and its mask suggesting not only deception, but Mole's attendance at fashionable masquerades. The cluttered table on the right of plate three with its peeping love letter, cracked punch bowl, and triangular fragment of mirror telling of past revalry and shattered pretentions.
The coal scuttle in the corner of plate five on which next to an old bowl, cup and pipe, we find a scrap of paper littered with mole's teeth lost thanks to a use of mercury, one of the prescribed treatments for syphilis. These picture corner still lives add to the storehouse of eloquent pictorial
details found in each of Hogart's six engravings. All of which invite extended scrutiny.
These same three still lives and telling as I do such a clear story of Maul's decline point to the other fundamental characteristic of Hogart's progress. the way it pictorially links one image to the next and in doing so encourages us to embark upon an extended and intricate visual journey across its six scenes. One of the ways in which Hogarth helped
encourage this kind of visual continuity once he'd introduced Mole in the Progress's first outdoor scene was through picturing a succession of interior scenes that are composed in strikingly similar ways and in which we, like the members of an audience at a theater, are given a relatively settled viewpoint. Having established his pictorial stage set, Hogarth puts it to
use to tell us his unfolding story. This is one crucially in which his central heroine appears in every scene but the last, thus allowing us to witness her continual transformation to trace the doomed arc of her brief London life. A process of transformation that sees her face changing in expression and address and her body being increasingly exposed
to the viewer's eyes over the first half of the series and then progressively hidden from view over the second. This sense of visual flow is reinforced by other pictorial repetitions, by the recurrent presence of Maul's facially disfigured servant, who serves tea in the third plate, pulls in one of her
mistress's stockings in the fourth, cradles her dying body in the fifth, and glares over at the liinous clergymen in the sixth. by the recurrent imagery of masculine hypocrisy and vice which is embodied most insidiously by the succession of bewigged outwardly respectable
middle-aged men who wind their way through the series and by whom Maul is variously assaulted patronized punished exploited and ignored and by the recurrent depictions of collapse and fragmentation falling buckets crashing tea tables and broken crockery
Other repeated motifs are more like faint pictorial echoes, a clothes line, a trunk inscribed with the initials MH, or the imagery of a hat worn by mole in the first plate and hanging like a memorial in the last.
And then there is a patterning that seems almost abstract, but that has its own rhythms and rhetoric. that of drapery, for example, the curves and folds of which ripple and repeat across Hogarth series. Whether strident or subtle, all these forms of pictorial recurrence help bind the different images of a harlot's
progress together into a coherent and successful visual hole. And they encourage us not only to move through the series, but to track back and forth across its contents. And as we do so, to discover yet more telling details and yet more examples of overlap and interconnection.
There is finally another kind of pictorial flux and flow that I think helps make Hogarth's first modern moral subject or rather his engravings of this series so compelling. It is one that operates at the edges of interpretation, even at the edges of the vision enjoyed by the naked eye. And it is one that can be most fully appreciated perhaps only on screen
media. This is the flux and flow of the engraved and etched lines that make up the pictorial infrastructure of the progress that trace the twists and turns of Hogarth engraving needle or burine as it cut into the copper plate. Significantly, Hogar's engraving technique at this point in his career was neither especially polished nor
disciplined. Rather, it is marked by jagged edges and jolting transitions by extemporization and experimentation. And looking at his six engravings up close, we encounter a crowded combination of graphic marks, each of which have their own visual character,
but all of which are brought into busy dialogue. slashing diagonals, dense geometric linear grids, swirling areas of cross-hatching, light scatterings of dots and dashes. These multitudinous marks by turns cacophinous and delicate also
contributed to the liveless, the animation, and the novelty of Hogar's inaugural modern moral subject, echoing the hustle and the bustle of the city that they documented. They helped give the harlot's progress an urban visual buzz all of its very own.
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you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate. Carl Junga. Possession. The hidden psychological force behind obsession, emotional chaos, and the illusion of love. Why does a man sometimes lose himself completely in a relationship? Why does admiration turn
into obsession, connection into confusion, and love into something that feels almost unreal? To understand this, we must step beyond surface level psychology and enter the profound depths of Yungian thought, where the human psyche is not merely a collection of thoughts, but a living symbolic system
shaped by forces far older and deeper than conscious awareness. At the center of this phenomenon lies a concept introduced by Carl Jung, thema, the inner feminine image within the male unconscious. This is not simply a metaphor, nor is it a poetic exaggeration. It is a psychological reality, an archetypal presence embedded
within the psyche, formed through both personal experience and the deeper layer Yung called the collective unconscious. Thema, the soul image within. In Yungian psychology, every man carries within him an unconscious feminine counterpart, thema. She is not a real
woman, but rather an inner image of womanhood shaped by early emotional experiences, maternal imprints, cultural symbols, and archetypal patterns inherited across humanity. Thema represents emotion, intuition, sensitivity, creativity, the bridge between conscious mind and unconscious
depth. When integrated, she becomes a source of emotional richness, imagination, and psychological balance. She allows a man to feel deeply without being overwhelmed to connect without losing himself. But when she is not integrated, when she remains unconscious, she does not disappear. She becomes autonomous. And this is where
the phenomenon of anima possession begins. What is animma possession? Anima possession occurs when the unconscious feminine, thema overpowers the conscious ego, distorting perception, amplifying emotions, and projecting inner fantasies onto external reality. In this state, a man is no longer relating to a woman as
she truly is. He is relating to his own unconscious image projected outward. He does not see her. He sees what she represents. This is why the experience feels so intense, so magnetic, and often so irrational. The illusion of perfect love. One of the most striking features
ofma possession is idealization. A man under the influence of hisma may perceive a woman as perfect, divine, or uniquely special. Feel an immediate, almost mystical connection. Believe he has found the one without truly knowing her. experience emotional highs that
feel transcendent. But this love is not grounded in reality. It is a projection of the psyche. The woman becomes a screen upon which his inner world is displayed. She carries his desires, his unmet emotional needs, his longing for wholeness, his unconscious fantasies.
And because these projections originate from deep psychological layers, they feel more real than reality itself. The dangerous shift from worship to withdrawal. However, possession is not stable. It is inherently volatile. What begins as intense admiration often
transforms into emotional instability, mood swings, jealousy, irrational anger, sudden withdrawal. Why? Because reality eventually begins to contradict the projection. The real woman cannot sustain the perfection imposed upon her. She begins to reveal her individuality, her flaws, her
boundaries, her autonomy. At this point, the psyche experiences a fracture. The illusion collapses. And the man unable to reconcile the difference between fantasy and reality may withdraw emotionally become distant or cold. Ghost without explanation, feel overwhelmed or suffocated. This is not
necessarily cruelty or manipulation. It is often psychological disintegration. The ego collapse, the scary stage. At its peak, possession can lead to what might be called an ego collapse. In this stage, the man loses clarity of thought. His emotions dominate his decisions. He
feels internally chaotic and fragmented. He may experience anxiety, confusion, or even despair. Jung described this as being overwhelmed by the unconscious. The ego, the center of conscious identity, is no longer in control. Instead, the psyche is being driven by forces it does not understand. This is
why the experience can feel spiritual, faded, or even haunting. Because it is not just psychological, it is symbolic. The role of the shadowma possession is rarely isolated. It is deeply connected to another Kedian concept, the shadow. The shadow contains all the parts of the
self that have been rejected, suppressed or denied. When a man is possessed, his shadow often emerges alongside the repressed emotions, intensify insecurities surface. Fear of abandonment or engulfment becomes active. This creates a paradox. He longs for connection yet fears losing himself within it. This tension often results in
pushpull dynamics, emotional inconsistency, and relational instability. Projection. The core mechanism. At the heart of possession lies projection. Projection is the process by which unconscious content is attributed to another person. Instead of recognizing feelings as internal, the
psyche externalizes them. Inanima possession. The inner feminine is projected onto a woman. She becomes the embodiment of his inner world. He reacts not to her actions but to his projections. This is why small behaviors can trigger intense reactions. Emotional responses seem disproportionate. The
relationship feels larger than life. But the truth is this. The intensity does not come from the relationship. It comes from the unconscious psyche. Why he runs the fear of devourment? One of the most misunderstood aspects of anima possession is sudden withdrawal. After intense closeness, the man may
feel overwhelmed suffocated emotionally consumed. Young referred to this as a fear of devourment, the unconscious fear of being swallowed by the feminine. This fear arises because thema represents depth, emotion, and dissolution of ego boundaries. The ego resists losing
control. The psyche oscillates between desire and fear. So he retreats not because the connection was meaningless but because it became too psychologically powerful to sustain the feminine perspective misinterpretation. From the outside this behavior is often misinterpreted. It may look like love
bombing followed by withdrawal, emotional inconsistency, lack of commitment, toxic behavior. While these interpretations are sometimes valid, Yungian psychology suggests a deeper layer. This is not always manipulation. It is often unconscious possession. Understanding this does not justify
harmful behavior, but it reframes it. It shifts the narrative from blame to psychological insight. The path to integration, individuation. For Jung, the ultimate goal was not to eliminate the but to integrate her. This process is part of what he called individuation. The journey toward
becoming a whole balanced self. Integration involves recognizing projections, differentiating fantasy from reality, developing emotional awareness, confronting the shadow, establishing a stable ego. When the is integrated, she no longer possesses. She becomes a
guide, a source of creativity and depth, a bridge to the unconscious. The man no longer seeks completion through another person. He becomes internally whole. The alchemy of transformation. Jung often used the metaphor of alchemy to describe psychological transformation. In the
context of anema possession, the initial attraction is the prima materia raw material. The emotional chaos is the negrado dark phase. Awareness is the beginning of transformation. Integration is the gold psychological wholeness. This process is not easy. It requires confrontation with the deepest parts of
the self. But it is also where true growth occurs. Final reflection. Anima possession is not merely a concept. It is an experience. one that can feel overwhelming, intoxicating, and deeply confusing. It reveals a fundamental truth about human psychology. We are not
always in control of our emotions, our attractions, or our behaviors. Much of what we experience is shaped by forces beneath consciousness. But Jung's message is not one of helplessness. It is one of awareness. Because the moment you begin to see these patterns, the moment you recognize projection,
illusion, and unconscious influence, you begin to reclaim control. You move from being possessed to becoming conscious. And in that shift, the psyche begins to transform. >> Now, do you think it possible that the highest development of man may be to submerge his own individuality in a kind of collective consciousness?
>> That's hardly possible. I think there will be a reaction against this communal dissociation. You know, man doesn't stand forever his nullification. Once there will be a reaction and I see I see it setting in. You know, when I think of my patients, they all
seek their own existence and to assure their existence against that complete automization into nothingness or into meaninglessness. Man cannot stand a meaningless life,
>> especially white people. President Obama um obviously outside of being one of the most brilliant minds on the planet um he's actually a huge movie lover and um and he was a fan of the book huge fan of the book. It was on his reading list and he was committed to making this into a great movie. So he
was involved every from script to to post is a day to celebrate. Um, and thank you all for your interest in Robert Gilman and a special thank you to all of the outlets that have covered his case over the last several days. It is
my belief that public awareness and public pressure helped bring Robert on today. Over the past two years, my office has been working closely with the family of Robert Gilman. a Massachusetts resident raised in Lel who was
wrongfully detained of in Russia unquestionable charges for 1666 days. Full charges for 1666 >> Um and he he you know gave notes on the days. disaster elements, on character, on the theme. Um he it was a wonderful
collaboration. >> I don't think there's anything going to get me in heaven. Okay, I'm really I think I think I'm not maybe heaven bound. I may be in heaven right now as we fly an Air Force One. I'm not sure I I'm going to be able to make heaven, but I've made life a lot better for a lot of people. But you know what?
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>> A couple weeks ago, you were doing an Nights. interview and you talked about how you hope to end the war in Ukraine because it might help you get into heaven. How does How does this help? Does this help? >> I mean, you know, I'm being a little cute. I don't think there's anything going to get me in heaven. Okay. I'm really I think I think I'm not maybe
heaven bound. Um, who's excited ABOUT THIS CLASSIC CULT film coming to HALLOWEEN HORROR NIGHTS 35? UM, WE ARE because as a creative team, we've wanted this for over a decade. We've been asking for Hellraiser for over a decade. And finally, we get to do
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>> I miss that sound. Personal log. No visible sender. Minimal packaging. You've got to be kidding me. Multiple components,
interlocking system. I don't remember you being so small. Good posture. And this is where it gets implausible. Okay, no one is going to believe this. Clyde
Barker actually wrote Universal Orlando's creative team a handwritten letter last week telling us how amazing the house looks because this house is done. Um so uh we're bringing Hellraiser to life. We're bringing the first three films in that huge collection of films. So Hellrazer 1, Hellraiser 2, Hellraiser
3. You're going to see Pin Head Every Turn.
All right, for the uh for the pickaxe. >> One, two, three.
to shout out our scenic designer Dylan Koloff. If you've been to our event before, Dylan designed Dead Man's Pier. Dylan designed Insidious and now he's designed Hellraiser and he has got new ideas. You're going into the labyrinth where all the
Heat. Heat.
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>> Yahoo!
I'm done.
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>> I can't believe this window is still broken. Well, when the scene screen repair man called daddy a chicken, daddy threw him out of the house. Now we can't get anybody to fix it. >> Look how worn out this is. All right, for the uh for the pin
again. This house is complete. You actually going into the lament box. There are video effects, lighting effects, um just fog effects that make that box come to life. The chains are moving.
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>> Captain Spencer. Um, Elliot, what the hell is going on? Hell is exactly what is going on, Joey. And we have to stop it. There is a monster out there, Joey, and it's me >> coming at you. This is a gory house. But also, look at all of these. These are
masks. These are masks that our Universal Orlando prosthetic and makeup team created for all of these beautiful cinnabites. Butterball is so moist and Heat. Heat.
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>> A number of years ago, I was in a little town dar Giling on the northern boundary of India where it met Tibet and there were several visitors from various countries and the hotel management
decided it'd be appropriate to give a little entertainment in the Tibetan uh spirit. So they brought in about a half a dozen Tibetan dancers with their masks and regalia uh to entertain. And among them was a little boy about 8
years old, a very cute chubby little rascal and everyone liked immediately. But when the time for the dance came, he put on one of the most grotesque masks you'd ever want to see. He really was. It looked like a nightmare. And of course, everyone knew it was the little boy.
But during the dance, he started and moved over very rapidly towards the audiences, always getting ready to attack them. And you should have seen the audience scattered. They all knew it was a little boy, but with the mask, something happened and a real spirit of ancient and
primary fear moved in on those people. uh they actually subconsciously were terrified. On another occasion, I remember in the Japanese no drama
where the principal actors are masked, many of the themes are highly sacred and in the various performances the actors are nearly always concealed behind uh these wood masks
that are well painted and decorated, but of course had no expression except that of the original caring. But under a careful handling of lights, particularly by the postures of the head in relationship to the source of light,
these faces seemed to change. And in moments of joy, the face really seemed to smile. And in sorrow, the face looked very tragic. And yet it was done with a wooden mask but everyone felt it. Uh the skill with which the mask was handled was the
principal factor. In the southwest of the United States we have a series of ritualistic dances by the various Indian tribes the Zunis hopes Navajo. These dances often include masked figures
and everyone knows that these masked figures are members of the local community. One of the men with a mask, very carefully developed, rather crude mask concealment, actually uh has two children in the audience.
They all know that it's father. But when he dances toward them with a sacred pollen, they kneel instinctively as though he was a god. Something happens when the masks begin to take a part in religious ritual.
Masks were used in Egypt. We know in the temple mysteries and even today the various carvings and manuscripts of Egyptian origin show human beings with the masks of birds and animals. The Greeks use masks in their theater.
Also nearly always a mask becomes a complete change of personality. If accompanied by adequate religious ritual, the mask becomes the secret of the development of a peculiar theological belief
that there was a divine power in the mask. And when it was worn correctly and under ritual supervision, it brought a deity into contact with humanity. >> This is the legend of the ghost rider.
Fire.
Well, in the course of time, the mass coasts have gradually faded, but in many primitive countries, they still survive. Then came another step forward in the study of human psychology. It is almost impossible for the average
person to understand a completely abstract principle. It is very hard to visualize something that has no form or to visualize an energy which is completely unembodied. From very early times, it became
apparently necessary to present nearly all of the important truths of life symbolically. >> Activity outside our homes, we would now advise people to wear a cloth face covering in enclosed spaces where social distancing is not always possible and
you're more likely to come in contact with people you don't normally meet. The reason is face coverings can help to protect each other and reduce the spread of the disease particularly if you have corona virus like symptoms. I was an
explorer of forbidden pleasures. Opening the box is my final act of exploration. I found the monster within the box. It found the monster within me. For decades, I served hell with no memory of
my former life. >> What I was is out there in your world, unbound, unstoppable.
Come on. Come on.
Ah. I am the way.
>> Couldn't resist playing games, could you? You had to come through the window of her mind. But now you're in my dominion. Now we're going to hell.
Why resist? You love this as much as I made me. There is a world out there waiting to yield to us. So much flesh, so many different pleasures. You're right. We do belong together.
Oh, it's
>> >> New building must be settling. Yeah, settling.
Freeze. Did you just BACK IT UP AGAINST THE WALL? YOU HEARD HIM. BACK IT UP. Make us put some pain on you. >> Pain? How dare you use that word? >> Thank you.
All I need more chance.
>> When we first saw him, we were all like, "Yeah, he's wet." >> >> So, we're very excited and it's been a very exciting time for us to finally bring Hellraiser to Halloween Horror Nights. >> Yeah. Settling.
>> Breathe. Did you just BACK IT UP AGAINST THE WALL? YOU HEARD HIM. BACK IT UP. >> Don't make us put some pain on you. pain. How dare you use that word? >> He's got pins in his head.
>> I know your fear. >> I hear it. Please don't separate me from my brother. I give you my word. That will never happen.
>> >> Get
you.
explanation.
This is All right, for the uh for the PEX because I knew the movie was being produced out of Los Angeles. For all I knew, they would want Pin Head to be
American. So then uh that would have been in 1987. Incidentally, um, trivia lovers, Hellraiser premiered 28 years ago yesterday. Uh, it it uh it premiered on 911.
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>> Jesus Christ. >> Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ. >> I am the way. And your only way back is through me now.
>> I am your redeemer. I am the way. >> Jesus Christ. >> Not quite.
>> >> For an actor, good rules are hard to come by. >> I was a Nubian space slave last week with an aluminum foil jug strap. >> Hey, remember when I played a sperm and I begged for that part, >> but Jack Noah is about to get the role of a lifetime. >> I happen to be a very well-known American actor. >> Not that well known. Chuck Norris once
told the Times, "I never wanted to be Dustin Hoffman or Alpuccino. I never dreamed of being an actor. I do what I do." And he did it well. An actor wouldn't have accidentally kicked Dean Martin across the room in his first big movie in 1968. But thankfully, that didn't mark the end of Chuck's Hollywood career, or Deans for that matter. It was just the beginning.
In the name of fear, hate, and destruction, I prepare to anoint my spirit with this >> royal blood forged in the fires of hell. >> So, Reard is sick to deny my destiny.
>> Banished from the sight of man. Now he has crossed into our world to reclaim his power. >> I know what you are and I know why you are here.
>> Chuck Norris is shatter bound to uncover more than a secret. >> The man that was murdered last night on Palansky Street was a rabbi. On the small screen and the silver, Chuck Norris made an impact. True from the moment he first appeared
on the big screen in 1968's The Wrecking Crew opposite Dean Martin, mixing martial arts and motion picture. Born in 1940 in Ryan, Oklahoma, just north of the Texas border, Carlos Ray Norris would enlist in the US Air Force, where he got the nickname Chuck. While stationed in South Korea, he studied judo and tangudo and went on to win six world karate championships, becoming
friends with Bruce Lee, who introduced him to the world of film. There's eight dead bodies in there. Eight holy men bound to bring back more than a killer. >> According to the myth, the scepter was broken into nine sections. >> What kind of man kills like this? We'll know soon enough.
The two starring together in 1972's The Way of the Dragon. >> Wrong answer. >> His pivot to the big screen packing a punch with huge successes in the 70s and 80s, including Missing Action, The Delta Force, and Code of Silence. >> Bound to face the most terrifying enemy he has ever known.
>> The sector is the key to the gates of hell. Who was it that ripped the heart right out of his chest? >> Have you any idea who I am? >> You want to do it the easy way >> or the hard way? >> In 1993, he took on the starring role in the long-running TV drama Walker, Texas
Ranger, playing the Lonear legend with quiet confidence. >> You just can't get it right, can you? >> It was that role and that intensity that would inspire a million memes and pop culture moments. You know they say Chuck Norris is so tough there's no chin under his beard. >> Let me introduce myself.
>> Welcome to hell. >> There is only another fist. That's ridiculous. Chuck Norris.
>> >> Where am I? Grandpa, what are you doing here? >> Chris, welcome to the Skull and Bone Society. This is where the most powerful men in the world are groomed for their futures. Every president, every CEO, every douchebag named Ryan Serest. >> Throughout his career, he was an ambassador for fitness and well-being.
Even introducing the Osman's to karate early in their career. Donnie sharing on social media that Chuck was tough in training, but one of the kindest souls you could ever know. Working with youth was immensely rewarding to Chuck Norris, as he told ABC back in 2007. >> When you develop that security in these youngsters, they have no reason to fight. This is to me the most gratifying thing I've ever been able to do.
>> 5 years later, at age 72, he starred in The Expendables 2. Director Sliced Stallone writing, "I had a great time working with Chuck. He was all American in every way. The Skull and Bone Society has been a part of my family for decades, and we want you to become a member. >> Really? Wow. Cool. >> Excellent. You get your own stock portfolio, a percentage of the 9/11
victim's fund, and the best medical care on the planet. You'll be kept as healthy as a horse. >> Chuck Norris passing away Thursday morning in Hawaii. His family sharing in a statement in part, "To the world, he was a martial artist, actor, and a symbol of strength. To us, he was a devoted husband, a loving father and grandfather, an incredible brother, and
the heart of our family. >> Chuck Norris, hellbound. >> What are you, a critic? >> I got a part for you to play. >> THIS IS A REAL MAN. >> IT'S a role any actor would die for. >> Play the parts or I'll kill you. >> Sorry. >> Meet the new president of Parador.
>> Not like that. With a flip. >> I'm flipping. I'm living. >> We have a hit. He's a total bloody genius, isn't he? >> Who are you? >> I'm an actor. I'm playing the dictator. >> Jerry Fletcher has theories. >> The whole Vietnam War was fought over a bet that Howard Hughes lost to Aristo Nass.
>> Some would call his theories crazy. >> You're telling me that NASA is going to kill the president of the United States with an earthquake? >> Not exactly the kind of thing a Secret Service agent can like just throw himself on top of. He writes them in his newsletter. >> This is the third issue this year. Conspiracy theory. He sends them out. >> Look, I feel kind of naked back here. Could we get out of here? >> Please don't tell me you're naked back there.
>> It's just a figure of speech. Could we go? >> And she is the only one he trusts. >> I've loved you since the first time I ever saw you. >> You don't love me. >> I don't. >> Now, one of his theories is true. >> Can you prove any of this? >> Absolutely not. only he doesn't know which one.
>> There are a number of different reasons why we should be concerned about the the conservation of nature and the natural system. Uh there there's an economic reason, there's a scientific reason, there's a self-interest reason. >> What do you see as the biggest challenges in in conservation? the the growing human population
because where we are there's nothing else >> and do you have views about what should be done about that? >> Yes. >> Uh well it could be on a on a spectrum from mass sterilization to uh to to you know greater availability of contraception. I don't know. I don't know what your views are as to what can be done about it. Well, I think I think
they might be described as as voluntary family limitations. >> They're all covered with filthy germs, aren't they, Spithers? >> Why? What do you mean, sir? >> Freemasons run the country. >> Shatter that highest, hardest glass
ceiling this time. Thanks to you, it's got about 18 million cracks in it. >>
>> the force field. It's a dome right at the edge of the arena. It may be hard to see tonight, but we are all standing under a glass ceiling right now. And the light is shining through like never before, filling us all with the hope and
the sure knowledge that the path will be a little easier next.
By the way, keep it on. Tell us.
So, Invictus is all about the journey for the athletes. Without the German team, there wouldn't be able to be the possibility for the Ukrainian team to even come and place at Bollywood. So, without Germany, without the USA, without the Italians, we wouldn't be putting a team onto the pitch. This is what Invicta is about. This is about the
teams coming together as one nation to be unthinkled. Without you, we wouldn't be out of play. Thank you so much for looking after us. Thank you to the USA. Thank you to the Italians. We're having a great experience. This is the Invictus journey. This is about nearing our conquest. Thank you so much. There's nothing to say about
>> Everybody loves a good Twitter fight. Right now, there's a feud brewing between the royal family and the first family. Well, not a real one. President and first lady tweeted a fake intimidation video at Prince Harry in anticipation of the 2016 Invictus Games. In this video, Michelle Obama says she and the president will be bringing their agame to the annual competition. >> What you wish for.
>> I like how tough they look, too. Prince Harry then tweeted back, "Wow, first lady of the United States and President of the United States, you can dish it out, but you can't take it." Prince Harry then responded with his own video. >> These are all the individuals from um from last year doing their thing running 100 meters at Crystal. >> And the American man here was incredibly
fast. >> Incredibly quite close, isn't it? >> Message from Michelle. Very easy. So, you watch it together? >> Let's have a look. >> Yes. >> Hey, Prince Harry. Remember when you told us to bring it at the Invictus Games? >> Careful what you wish for.
>> Um. >> Oh, really? >> Please. >> I love that he got the Queen involved. Prince Harry began hosting the Invictus Games back in London. >> Mr. Speaker, Mr. Prime Minister, my lords, and members of the House of
Commons, I have known few greater honors than the opportunity to address the mother of parliaments at Westminster Hall. I am told that the last three speakers here have been the Pope,
Her Majesty the Queen, and Nelson Mandela. which is either a very high bar or the beginning of a very funny joke. We too must act on behalf of peace. There are too many people who happily embrace Madiva's legacy of racial
reconciliation, but passionately resist even modest reforms that would challenge chronic poverty and growing inequality. It matters not how straight the gate, how charged the punishment the scroll.
I am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul. What a magnificent soul it was. >> You know what? Sometimes what you leave out of a story is even more interesting than what you leave in. That happened when we were in Oxford, Maryland. learned that the pride of that
old town was one Robert Morris Jr. the financier of the American Revolution. Years ago, we used to go down to the county library, get a picture of a bird like that, but now we just use the internet. That's where I found this picture here. Now, the caption said it was a shot of the Greek god Mercury handing a bag of loot to Robert Morris, the financier of the American
Revolution. Well, that's just a tiny part of a much bigger picture called the apotheiois of Washington. Now, apotheiois is a Greek word that means to make divine. In other words, this painting shows George Washington becoming a god. Now, I never knew that happened, but there it is for all to see, painted under the most
famous dome in the whole country, maybe the whole world, the United States capital. Now, the most interesting part of this particular heaven are the folks that live in it. Now, you'd expect to see Moses and Abraham and Ezekiel and that crowd hanging around, but not a single fellow from the Bibles up there. Now, Manurva, the Roman goddess
of crafts and wisdom, is shown delivering an electrical generator and batteries and a printing press to Benjamin Franklin, Samuel Morris, and Robert Fulton. and Neptune, the Roman sea god, and Venus, the goddess of love, are showing helping to lay the transatlantic telegraph cable. I'll bet you they were a big help. Now, there's some other gods, but not a
single prophet, apostle, or even a lower archangel in the whole 4 12,000 square ft. All I know is what I read on the internet, but hear a lot of talk these days about the religious beliefs of our founding fathers. Now, those boys may have been as devout as saints. We'll never know. One thing's for sure, you'd never tell by looking in
the Capitol Dome.
a future that Ernest Klein, the writer of the book, envisioned.
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>> Hallelujah.
>> Hallelujah. >>
Heat.
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>> Sagua Grande, the north coast of Cuba. >> We will defend Cuba is our motherland, reads a banner fixed to a pole. >> I like that. I mean it's like it put together a lot of pieces. Um
am I an alchemist? Okay. Well, yeah. I I um I thing is a warlock, not a primason. Yeah. I like I said, I am like uh I'm against like taking taking oaths to like an organization. So,
I pretty much went about educating myself on my own, which is a little bit different, but also I found has just advantages, too. But um like a lot of the um sorry, a lot of
like everything's out. all the uh you know Crowley took the stuff from the um you know Golden Dawn and took it to you know the Otto they took it to his the Otto and he published everything they just got all those from Masons if only half is true R buck well
it's like half if half makes sense you know it's like kind of well that just makes like you know there can't be something like half true half not I mean it's like That's the cognitive dissonance going be it's like the we're in this kind of like uh sorry we're in this uh duality right here
like a parent duality Turn
with internet drama. Usually, a feud between two creators ends with a few angry videos and a block button. But in a specific corner of YouTube, these personal disagreements are handled differently. They end with an exorcism. Take a recent morning update from a live streamer named Alexandra. She didn't log on to simply vent about a rival creator
named Jon known as Psych. She logged on to announce she had successfully called upon divine intervention to purge a demonic entity from his physical body. The conflict escalated because Alexandra accused Jon of being an active practitioner of goetic magic. According to her, Jon was running operations straight out of the occult manuals of
Alistair Crowley, invoking dark forces to drain energy from rival streamers. The specific diagnosis was that Jon was possessed by Asmodus. In theological lore, Asus is a notorious prince of hell associated with lust and wrath. Alexandra claimed this exact entity was entirely responsible for J's toxic
behavior in the chat rooms. To counter this, Alexandra deployed a targeted spiritual defense. She officially called upon the Archangel Raphael to perform a digital exorcism, stating that the angel would now be monitoring Jon indefinitely to ensure Asodius could never return. In these communities, aesthetics that usually serve as hobbies, like tarot
cards and astrological symbols, are treated as literal tactical weapons. You don't just read the cards. You use them to block incoming digital hexes. So, if someone annoys you in a stream, you don't cancel them. You reframe their annoyance as a demonic attack, turning an otherwise standard YouTube argument into a highstakes theological war. Alexandra claims once a demon's glamour
is removed, a person's core energy is finally exposed. For Jon, she argues that this core isn't human, but a latent aggressive canine energy that had been suppressed for years by his occult practice. The community diagnostic is that Jon is a shape- shifter. Specifically, he is currently wolfing out and transitioning into a canine
crypted right on camera. To prove this, viewers began analyzing his live streams frame by frame. They cited his rising body temperature and damp hair. They pointed to his heavier jawline and his brow ridge shifting as evidence of an active real-time biological mutation. The ultimate domestic proof came from Jan's own pets. Viewers claimed that his
cats, who normally sat with him on stream, were suddenly hiding off camera, supposedly terrified of the aggressive new canine energy radiating from their owner. The community has moved past invisible spiritual infections, focusing instead on the physical evolution of a man they believe is literally transforming behind his webcam. In this corner of the internet, these werewolves
are treated as the intentional products of a hidden infrastructure. Enter figures like Nathan Reynolds, an ex-military whistleblower who frequently appears in the community's expanded universe. He ties these crypted phenomena directly to old money corporate bloodlines, claiming his own family used occult practices to build a massive tobacco and industrial empire.
According to this lore, these elites collaborate with the government inside deep underground military bases, using sites like the Cheyenne Mountain Complex for black magic operations. The natural geography of Colorado is cited as a strategic hotspot. Locations like the Garden of the Gods are described as cardinal points where the veil between worlds is thin, making it the perfect
hub for highle witchcraft and interdimensional gateways. Inside these remote facilities, the military allegedly communes directly with reptilian entities and genetically spliced wolf people who emerge from subterranean tunnels to receive offerings. By linking J to these facilities, his personal transformation
becomes a single data point in a much larger project, a sprawling deep state matrix that supposedly manufactures and monitors these creatures. But if you actually log in one of J's live streams, the apocalyptic mythology instantly collapses. Instead of practicing goetic magic or receiving encrypted deep state
orders, Jon is usually just sitting at his desk arguing with Chad about Marvel comics and giving lukewarm takes on Spider-Man and Doctor Strange. The terrifying canine energy and bloody attacks referenced by rivals trace back to incredibly normal events like Jon telling a story about his pitball getting a minor scratch on its nose from
another dog at the local park. Stripped of its occult filter, this entire saga is standard internet bickering. It's a handful of isolated people trading insults, misinterpreting mundane life events, and getting genuinely angry over chat room slits. Building such an elaborate mythology transforms a mundane afternoon in a chat room into a cosmic
struggle. It gives every viewer a reason to believe their time spent in a stream is actually a contribution to a global defensive effort. The human instinct to create epic myths didn't vanish with the ancient world. We didn't stop believing in monsters and magic. We just updated the venue. We are still actively writing folklore complete with demons, angels,
and werewolves every single day, right in the middle of YouTube live streams.
You observe the modern live streamer in its natural enclosure. The behavior often feels like a broadcast sent directly into an empty void. At first, the subject appears entirely at peace. He sits quietly alone in a dark room, plucking away at a calima, casually, noting that playing this instrument is where his true talents lie. The only
other inhabitants of this space are his cats, a local fauna that wanders in and out of the frame. They offer zero environmental feedback to his actions, remaining completely indifferent to his broadcast. A live streamer operating without an active chat is like an organism detached from its ecosystem. With no audience to push back, there are no boundaries, leaving the subject
primed for a display of dangerously unchecked behavior. To generate a response, the subject initiates a behavioral display. He leans into the microphone and announces a comprehensive identity transition, citing April Fool's Day as the catalyst. He casually informs the silent room of the drastic modifications he plans to make,
announcing his intention to transition into a black Puerto Rican woman. In a standard broadcast environment, a producer or a live chat would immediately react, laughing, cringing, or telling him to stop. Here, the silence is absolute. No one is present to validate the joke or push back on the
premise. Deprived of that necessary feedback, he digs deeper into the bit. He rationalizes this bizarre new identity by claiming it will finally grant him a linguistic loophole to use racial slurs, awkwardly trying to validate the plan by citing the etmology of the word and linking it to the real world African nation of Niger. When a
display is met with a total vacuum, the organism's instinct isn't to retreat. Instead, it exponentially increases the intensity of the signal. The persona begins to mutate in real time. He rapidly cycles through names for the identity, starting with Alexandria, then tweaking it to Alexandria, shortening it
to Drea, and finally settling on Alexandra Bates. The medical interventions he outlines scale in absurdity. He proposes beginning the physical transition by acquiring a tub of cheap silicone straight from Home Depot. Seeing his black Persian cat wander by, he immediately incorporates the animal into the routine, deciding he
will undergo a fur transplant to match its coat. Seconds later, the parameters of reality break down entirely as he pivots unprompted, announcing he actually wants to be a 675year-old alien witch. We are watching a process resembling cellular hypertrophy without any external regulatory signals to govern its growth. The bit is
multiplying rapidly and abnormally. In the absence of an audience, the joke loses its comedic structure entirely. It mutates into a chaotic evolutionary performance, desperately throwing itself against the walls of an empty room, hunting for any sign of a reaction. The performance soon demands a physical form. He pulls masks over his face,
rolls his shirt up, and ties it Daisy Duke style to display his abdominal muscles to the camera. Standing in this makeshift disguise, he outlines a hyperspecific hypothetical scenario. If a viewer donates $100, he will walk exactly like this to a local McDonald's to pick up food. He maps out the environmental risks of this theoretical
journey, displaying an acute awareness of the danger inherent in walking past the local police station dressed as a half- naked masked provocator. To solidify the construction of this avatar, he adopts a formal news anchor cadence, officially establishing his broadcast persona as the host of IP2 wiki. Time, the prank has successfully
metastasized into a hermetically sealed alternate reality. Maintaining this complex architecture of masks, voices, and hypothetical scenarios requires an immense, exhausting amount of solitary cognitive effort. Then the comedic momentum instantly dies. He is still standing there with his shirt tied up
and a mask strapped to his head, but the tone of his voice plummets. The performance grinds to a halt, suffering a complete internal structural failure. He suddenly launches into a severe denunciation of rival streamers, calling them out as fraudulent psychics who unethically charge money to cast spells on people. The bravado of this
775-year-old alien witch evaporates. In its place is raw vulnerability as he laments how easily he can be hurt by the few people he considers friends. The complaints narrow into hyperloized bitter grievances. He angrily recounts bizarre accusations involving a rival's rental car, a basement, and something he refers
to as spiritual trafficking. This exposes a psychological paradox. To comfortably voice his most pathetic, genuine insecurities about his realworld relationships, he first needed the protective armor of an entirely ridiculous artificial disguise. His grievances spiral back out into a
bizarre recounting of a rival cult. He details their initiation rituals, which apparently involve bridge jumping over alligatorinfested swamps while wearing emotional support harnesses. After 41 minutes of broadcasting entirely to himself, he abandons the solitary stream. He instructs his
invisible audience not to spoil the surprise, then clicks away to raid a rival's live chat. The visual reality left behind is jarring. The chair sits empty and his cats are the only life forms in the frame. The habitat returns to a state of absolute silence.
The quiet aftermath reveals the core of this psychological descent. Nobody demanded this intricate, exhausting performance. He built it because he simply didn't know how to stop.
speaks inside the mind of every woman. There is a voice that speaks inside the mind of every woman and it does not always sound like her own. Sometimes it arrives as certainty, cold and absolute, telling her what she must believe before she has had the chance to feel it. Sometimes it arrives as judgment,
harsher than any critic she has ever met, standing just behind her thoughts, arms folded, waiting for her to fail. And sometimes rarely, it arrives as something else entirely. As courage she did not know she possessed, as clarity that cuts through years of doubt, as a quiet authority that makes her stand a little straighter in rooms
where she once shrank. Who is speaking? Where does the voice come from? The one that argues with her at 3:00 in the morning. The one that tells her she is not enough. The one that occasionally, just occasionally, tells her exactly what to do and turns out to be right. There was a man who spent his life trying to answer that question. He
filled notebooks with dreams. He carved stone with his own hands to understand what his patients could not say in words. He believed that beneath the floor of the conscious mind, there is a second house, older, darker, full of rooms no one remembers building. And in one of those rooms, he said, "In every
woman who has ever lived, there waits a figure, not a memory, not a person, a presence." He called it the Animus. This is the story of that presence, where it comes from, what it wants, and what happens to a life when it is finally allowed to speak. Carl Young did not discover the Animus in a laboratory. He found it then way a man finds a locked
door in a house he thought he knew completely by accident in the dark while looking for something else. He had been listening to his patients dreams for years and he began to notice a pattern that logic could not explain. Certain figures kept appearing again and again across different women, different
countries, different centuries of the mind. A stern old man standing at the edge of a forest. A king who would not let her pass. A stranger who spoke with absolute conviction about things she had never studied. These figures were not memories of fathers or brothers or lovers. They were something stranger.
They belonged to no one. And yet they belong to everyone. Jung came to believe that beneath the personal unconscious, that private cellar where we bury our own forgotten wounds, there lies a deeper straight entirely, a shared inheritance. He called it the collective unconscious. And he believed it was
populated not by memories, but by patterns, ancient shapes of experience worn smooth by thousands of generations of human life. The way a riverbed is worn smooth by water that has long since moved on. He called these patterns archetypes, not ideas, not beliefs older
than belief. They do not think, they enact. And the psyche, young understood, does not speak the language of logic. When it wishes to reveal its deepest truths, it speaks in symbol, in image, in the strange wordless grammar of dreams. A door is never only a door. A
drowning is never only a drowning. And a man who appears in a woman's dream, unbidden, is very often not a man at all, but a messenger from that older house beneath the house wearing a face because the unconscious has no other way to be understood. This messenger, Yung said, is the animus, the unconscious
masculine principle that exists quietly within the psyche of every woman. It does not arrive all at once. It is not planted, fully formed, waiting only to be found. The animus grows the way a root grows in darkness, slowly shaped by everything that presses against it. It
is shaped first by the father whose voice becomes for a child the first sound of the outside world speaking judgment, protection or indifference. It is shaped by brothers, by teachers, by the culture that whispers from the earliest years what a woman is permitted to want and what she is not. It is
shaped by every story absorbed before the age of reason. The fairy tales, the silences at the dinner table, the sentence spoken once by a stranger and never forgotten. All of it sinks below the surface. All of it becomes material. And out of this material, the unconscious begins without permission to
build its figure. This is why the animus so often appears in dreams not as one face but as many because it is not a person but a chorus of everything masculine that has ever pressed itself upon the psyche and been left unintegrated, unspoken, unowned. He appears as the wise old man. And when he
does, he speaks of meaning the hunger in every woman's life for something larger than the day-to-day for a truth that organizes the chaos into purpose. He appears as the king and when he does, he speaks of authority, the ancient and often forbidden question of who has the right to rule her own life, her own
choices, her own kingdom of decisions. He appears as the warrior and when he does, he speaks of will. the capacity to fight for what matters, to draw a line, to refuse. He appears as the philosopher, and when he does, he speaks of thought, the confidence to reason without apology, to hold an idea up, to
the light and call it her own. He appears as the teacher, guiding her toward what she does not yet. No, as the judge, weighing her against a law she never wrote, as the priest, demanding devotion to something greater than the self. as the stranger at the crossroads offering a path she has not yet dared to
take. As the guide through the forest at night when every other light has gone out and sometimes quietly as the lover not of the body but of the soul, the one who makes her feel for the first time entirely seen. Each face is a fragment. Each fragment is a question the unconscious is asking in the only
language it has. But not every figure who lives in that inner house is gentle. Some remain in the dark far too long and darkness changes what it touches. When the animus stays unconscious, unexamined, unspoken, never brought into the light of awareness. It does not disappear. It hardens and it
begins to speak not as a tyrant. This is the shadow side of the archetype, and it wears familiar clothing. It sounds like the voice that insists there is only one correct opinion. And she holds it. And anyone who disagrees is simply wrong. A rigidity that feels like strength, but
is underneath a kind of fearwearing armor. It sounds like coldness in moments that call for warmth. An inexplicable distance from her own feelings, as though something inside has quietly turned its back on the heart. It sounds like the harshest possible judge, presiding over her own worth. A
self-criticism so relentless it begins to resemble cruelty, though the voice insists it is only being honest. It looks like the need to control what cannot be controlled. A grip that tightens the more uncertain life becomes. It looks like perfectionism that never rests because somewhere inside an unseen figure keeps raising
the bar. The moment it is reached, it looks like an argument that never ends. A mind at war with itself, one part accusing, one part defending, both exhausted, neither ever winning. It looks like impossible standards applied to lovers, to friends, to the self. Standards borrowed from a voice that was
never truly her own to begin with. None of this, Yung would insist, is a flaw of character. It is simply what happens when a powerful inner figure is never invited to the table. When he is left instead to rule from the shadows unseen and therefore unquestioned, a guest who is never
acknowledged does not leave. Quietly he begins to run the house. And yet this is the quiet miracle at the center of young psychology. The very thing that wounds and darkness can heal in the light. When a woman begins the long unglamorous work of turning toward this inner figure, naming him, listening to him, no longer
mistaking his voice for the whole of her own mind, something in the architecture of the self begins to shift. The tyrant does not vanish. He transforms. The same force that once produced rigidity begins to produce discipline. The same force that once produced coldness begins to
produce clarity. The same relentless inner critic faced honestly begins to sharpen into something closer to wisdom. This is the integrated animus and its qualities are unmistakable in those who carry it well. It looks like courage that does not announce itself. The quiet willingness to walk into a difficult
room and speak an unpopular truth. It looks like discipline that comes not from punishment but from purpose. the steady architecture of a life built on her own terms. It looks like independence that is not isolation but wholeness. The sense of standing complete needing no one to complete her. It looks like confidence that has
stopped performing and started simply being. It looks like creativity given structure, a wild idea finally built into something that can stand on its own. It looks like resilience that has stopped fighting itself and started instead facing outward. It looks like clear thinking in a moment of chaos and
a kind of inner authority that does not need to raise its voice because it has nothing left to prove. The animus integrated does not make a woman more masculine. It makes her more whole. It becomes in Jung's language a bridge a living connection between the conscious mind and the deep symbolic intelligence
of the unconscious through which meaning, purpose and inner direction can finally pass. It is in dreams that this figure speaks most honestly because dreams do not flatter and they do not lie the way the waking mind so often does. A mountain appears and it may speak of ambition, the long difficult
climb towards something worth becoming. A bridge appears and it may speak of transition, the crossing from who she has been into who she is not yet. A sword appears and it may speak of discernment, the capacity to cut cleanly through confusion and name what is true. A tower appears and it may speak of
isolation or a vision. The high lonely place from which a wider view becomes possible. An eagle rises in it may speak of perspective of the self finally lifted above its own smallness. A king sits upon a throne and it may speak of the long postponed question of her own authority. An old man waits at a
threshold and it may speak of wisdom she has not yet claimed. A guide extends a hand in darkness and it may speak of trust, the willingness to be led for a while by something wiser than fear. A temple stands in silence and it may speak of the sacred of something within her that deserves reverence. A
door stands closed and it may speak simply of the next unlived part of her life waiting. No symbol means the same thing twice. Yung was careful never to offer a dictionary for the soul. The meaning of any image belongs first to the dreamer. And only she can say with honesty what a mountain means when it
rises inside her own sleeping mind. The world has changed enormously since Yung sat in his study listening to dreams by lamplight. And yet the animus has not retired. It has simply changed its clothing. It speaks now through the ambition that drives a woman to build something entirely her own and through the leadership that asks her to
make decisions no one else can make for her. It speaks through the creative work that demands she trust an idea before anyone else can see its value. It speaks quietly through the endless mirror of social media where an unconscious judge stands behind every comparison whispering that she is not yet enough.
The shadow animus updated for a new century still delivering the same old verdict in a newer language. It speaks through the private architecture of selfworth through every relationship in which she must decide whether to abandon herself to be loved or to remain herself and risk being alone. It speaks in every
quiet moment of personal growth when an inner voice insists she is capable of more than she has yet dared to attempt. The archetype does not require castles or swords to make itself known. It requires only a mind willing to notice when an inner voice claims to be the whole self and is not. Jung gave a name
to the long labor of becoming whole. He called it individuation. Not the pursuit of perfection which is a fantasy but the slow often uncomfortable process of becoming who one already. Secretly is it is not the elimination of darkness. It is the refusal to remain unconscious of it. To integrate the Animus is to take a
step inside that process that few are taught to take. It does not mean becoming harder or colder or more like the figures who once ruled from the shadows. It means something quieter and far more difficult. Learning to hold the masculine and they feminine within the self not as enemies but as partners.
Thought and feeling. Structure and flow. authority and tenderness. Not one replacing the other, but both finally in the same room speaking to each other. Instead of past each other, this is the marriage that happens nowhere but within. And it is Yung believed one of the great unfinished tasks of every
human life. Somewhere tonight, a woman will lie awake listening to a voice inside her own mind that insists it knows exactly who she should be. She may mistake it for her only self. She may spend years obeying it without wants asking who is speaking. But there is another possibility. She might one day
pause in the middle of that voice's certainty and ask simply, "Is this mine?" And in the asking, something ancient shifts. The stranger in the house beneath the house stops being a ruler and becomes at last a companion. Jung once wrote that the meeting with oneself is among all meetings the most
uncomfortable. Perhaps that is because the self does not arrive alone. It arrives accompanied by every figure it has ever refused to face and every strength it has not yet dared to claim. The voice inside you that is not entirely your own. It has been waiting patiently in the dark for a very long
time. Not to be obeyed, not to be silenced, only to be known. And perhaps that is the quiet unfinished work of every life. Not to escape the stranger within, but to finally sit across from him in the candle light and listen. If this journey into the depths of Carl Jung psychology has inspired you, consider supporting the channel by
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Carl Jung famously wrote that until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.
>> I like Alan Watts. I like um I like his like those little montages they'll play and reminds me kind of that Saturday Night Live character a little bit in some of it. Um
kind of like a Mr. Rogery energy for a drug culture kind of funny. Um,
yeah. So, I can take any questions you might have. Like, let's see. He's one of your favorites. Let me see. But Alan Watts was Yeah. So, so um, who is that guy that Oh, Bill Hicks, I think, um, was the one that people say was Alex Jones or
something like that. And people say like Rush Limbball was Jim Morrison. Oh, Carl Jung is too. Yeah, I love Carl. Like I always thought Freud was like a little bit too obsessed with like, you know, the sex sex part of it, which is like a big part of it, but I think like the key was the
unconscious mind part of it. Wasn't just like, oh, we're going through like oral oral. I don't know. You can blend both them both together. Yeah, they are both
it just like you know it's good to have both or it's good to have multiple um ways to think about things because there's a lot that's what rabbit holes do get people's like they do stuck out people's brains eventually sometimes you know so it's like you have to always be able to find some like solid ground in the truth I
Lar. Hello, my little guardian cat. Well, yeah, I have the red book. I I have like I have the red book which is like maybe I should read some of it someday to you guys, but uh it's like um it was beautifully illustrated. I I just got like the text of it, but it's pretty
long. And uh he goes and he meets John the Baptist and Saleom and his dreams and stuff like that and uh there's a lot of interesting beard of the bread book. Yeah. So I got this book I got this book. Oh yeah. So let's do this book a little bit. Hold on. I'll put it on full screen. This is a book I got. I got the
story yesterday and it maybe like you know people said oh my god it's a kids book or something like that. The librarian she's like a very a much older lady. She was like, "Oh my god, that is such a fun a fun cool book. You're going to love that." So, I found this at the library yesterday. Just a few dollars. But it's like you might have I don't
know. It's like I heard it look like a mystery book. It says, "A book is read, a story ends, a telling tale is told, but who can say what mysteries a single page may hold? A pa a maze of hidden codes and clues at a clock at every turn. And only time will tell what other secrets you may learn.
Okay. And I we can I was looking at the first two pages and I'll show them to you so you can like analyze them where you can like download them too. So when so in Horus, his name is Horus. Can I read 1984? Um if you want to. You want me to? I like it. I would I would actually read you more of a summary of
it than the whole 1984 because that would be a kind of a lengthy process in but uh when Horus turned 11 he decided that there should be some kind of celebration for my friends he said and me for though I've been the age of eight and nine and six and seven this is the very first time that I've ever been 11
with all that he said to work and wrote the name of every guest and then 11 sorts of food that elephants like best. He wrote the invitations next and sent them off that day. And finally, 11 games for everyone to play. That's the first the first page.
It looks a little bit like Sweet Pea sitting at sitting at her desk. I'm just kidding. I'm just kidding. Okay. And then we have I'm so sorry. No, I love elephants. Then we have um now Horus was a clever lad. He planned the day with care, ensuring that his party would be quite a grand affair.
But only in the kitchen was his genius unfurled, for elephants are verily the best cooks in the world. He started off with cheesecake full of strawberries and cream, then moved on through the pastries to a chocolate supreme. And though it may be said perhaps that
horse made a mess, the feast that he created was fantastic. Nothing less. And it looks like just an amazing feast he's making with the strawberry cheesec. I like strawberry raspberry. He's made a mess. Thank god it's not
someone's blood. Should we continue? There's a pig on the next pig. Now the guests are coming. This is exciting, guys. I don't know. Have you solved solved the mystery yet? So, uh, it was early in the morning morning when the party guests arrived and I think there's only like three of you in here or four maybe. And so, we
everyone else is late. Oh my god. And two people. Okay. Whoever's in here, we're you're gonna have fun. I'm just going to read more pages. Oh my god. There's like It's so cool. A lot of us think Alan Watts had the highest intelligence quotient ever, even though he never took the test. Yeah. I mean, IQ is a very arbitrary kind of thing. It's like very difficult. There's a lot of cultural differences.
It's hard to get a universal test for intelligence and there's even a million kinds of intelligence. But here's the next page. I'll read the next two pages and then I'll show you the picture. It's this one. This one is just one picture. It says, "It was early in the morning when the party guests arrived and all were wearing costumes most intriguingly contrived. The pig
came as an admiral, the zebra as a punk. The rhino was an astronaut, his space shoot, space suit made of junk. The swan arrived as princess pure, a most enchanting sight. Don't see the swan, but okay. Um, bejeweled with rows of precious stones
and dressed in purest white. I see her now. Okay. And with her came an Indian with arrows, spear and bow, a handsome Bengal tiger whom no one seemed to know. The mouse came out as a musketeer, his head and hat held high, a swagger in his
footsteps and a twinkle in his eye. The cat was Cleopatrick. We knew Egypt in the Nile. And masquerading as a judge was Sam the crocodile. And then there was a pair of twins, two sisters, both giraffes, who turned up dressed as angels, and received a mound a round of laughs.
Their halos shown upon their heads two shiny golden rings, and from their nylon tutus sprouted cardboard painted wings. There's a wild scene. I don't know. I guess I guess we'll figure this out as we go along. But it's pretty well
illustrated, interesting place. I'll find I'll do some kind of bibliomancy. Biblom is you open you open to a just random hint. It's a book and just read somewhere on the page. But if it's a if it is a story, I'll start. Okay. Okay. So I open to the trouble with den deni dog. Okay. This is called
the trouble of with deni dog. Okay. This is from a treasury of stories. It's a real cute black and white dog. Looks like there's a pig around. I'll show you some pictures here. Okay. So, it says, "Farmer Barnes took good care of all his animals, but Danby Dog was special. He worked with the farmer
for more years than either of them could remember. In sunshine and rain, when the wind was howling around Windy Top Farm, and when the snow was deep in the ground, Farmer Barnes couldn't imagine life without Deny. But Deny was getting old, but Deny dog was getting old. He found it harder to run after the tractor
as Farmer Barnes drove out of the yard. His legs felt stiff as he trotted up the lane. Even his bark was not as loud as it used to be. As winter approached, Farmer Barnes became more and more worried about Denty. Old fellow, he said, the wind is bitter this morning. Why not stay beside the fire or in your
kennel in the yard? I can manage without you today. But the old dog gave Farmer Barn such a mournful look that he couldn't bear to leave him behind. Later, Denby dogy dog or Denby Dog explained to his friend Biggie Pig how he felt. I've been with Far Farmer Barnes for years, pup and dog, he said. What if
something happened to him in the fields, and I wasn't there to run for help? I'd never forgive myself. Nope. While there's life in these old bones, I must do my job. Strangely enough, it was also Biggie Pig that Farmer Barnes explained his worries that evening. He leaned over the skywall and scratched Biggiey's
back. "It's just like this," he said. Old Deathy, old Denby simply isn't up to the job anymore. I brought a new pup. He'll be arriving tomorrow, but I hate the idea of hurting the old old boy's feeling. Biggie Pig snorted in a comforting sort of way. He felt sure everything would be fine, and it was.
And the new puppy arrived. Denby Dog got straight down to business. "It's high time I retired, young pup," he said. And now that there will be someone to follow in my paw prints, I can do it at last. But first, there's a lot I have got to teach you. Follow me now and leave those chickens alone. These days, Den Dog has a leisurely life
chatting with his friends and lying in the sun. And after all, he deserves it. I looked at the Python book thing that is, and it looks like it was like written in like in like two like what, 2014 or something. I think it's like way way out like out of thing. I don't know if there's anything I can get out of it. It's nice. I mean, I like the concept. Maybe the website I can go read or something. It's a little bit old. Yeah,
but it's at least it's it was like say here's how to install Windows 7 and stuff. I was like, okay, I think I think I know I got past that part. I mean, but it's interesting though. I mean, I'm sure maybe it has some interesting there is some stuff in Python is always the same, you know, right? I guess. Okay, let me see if
there's anything new on Rumble with the trip the trip kick. Well, it's been kind of quiet today. I don't know what day is it, Friday. Is it Friday? No, it's Saturday now. Yeah, I don't know. Maybe it's just like people don't like watching stuff, but I'm I'm having actually a good time and it's interesting because things are I don't really plan things out. They just
like happen, you know? But um I think as they're supposed to in the right time. Um so hold on.
Okay. I mean there's nothing new on it. It's just I played played some of these clips a thousand times.
My god.
I want to hear this.
Can I do a Marqu Desad? Can I read you Mark? I don't care for Marco Assad. Um, I was really into him in high school and stuff. Um, he wrote it on toilet paper, you know. He wrote he wrote he in the in like the
Tower of London supposedly, right? Um I like I like the Venus and Verse stuff kind of. I don't know. I just don't I didn't really care for him. There's a little bit too much murder going on. Um a lot of the basics are just the same. I know you're just joking. I I I
was, you know, I used to like you being, you know, Freddy Krueger and Count as B, you know, Elizabeth Baie, too, where I like, you know, here we go. Look. Oh my gosh. You see it on the screen? Oh, yeah. You can see
that. What is that? Kathy Bates. You dirty word. How could you can't be dead? Misery chest cannot be dead. >> Danny in 1871 women often died in childbirth. But a spirit is the important thing and
misery spirits don't lie. >> I DON'T WANT HER. I WANT HER AND BE OUT MURDERED HER. >> NO, I didn't. >> Who did? >> No one. >> Slipped away. Slipped away. You didn't just slip away. YOU DID IT.
YOU DID IT. YOU DID IT. You did it. You did it. You murdered my misery. Hey,
>> dick. You're lying. >> Telling about what? >> You are lying. >> You know what? Yeah, I'm about to go.
>> >> Why are you here? Why do you care? Why do you care? What isn't any of your business? Why don't you ask her why she can't let it go? Why don't you ask the other creep why he can't let it go? Why is it even your
problem? What are you What do you care? You came over here, you brought her up, and then you went over there and stirred the pot for no reason. I hardly even mentioned her. You came over here and brought that up and then you went and created a whole entire
stream. Everybody on that stream then dogpiled me and were talking about me for two hours. Was that was that that your goal for the day to insert yourself in a beef you
have no idea about and then run and derail two streams? I I'm a docer. How are pictures of docs? Those are from from streams, Those are from streams. You can just go somewhere. Go. You aren't wanted here. I've tried
to be nice to you. I didn't have no problem with you until you went causing issues. There was no need. I've doxed in the past. And what, You've doxed. Here you are inserting yourself. What
does it matter if you haven't figured out I'm reformed? Exactly. You want to talk about doxing? She let my nephew get doxed on her panel, Hey, chicken cakes. Right.
She's inserting herself in a beef that's long old now. She's What the do you want? You're just trying to drill up content? She just came backstage before you did. And I'm done with Psyche. Psyche done pissed me off today. He's cut off. If I
ain't going back there cuz he's a pushover and handed out wrenches today to uh crybaby Christine and beat up because somebody threatened to time us out over here and we ap we we've been nice to you and that's all it took is
them saying oh we've been nice to you and he gives them managing mod over there. Deuces. Bye. I'm out. Um, Vicki went right over there, too. She did exactly what I thought she would do. She came over here to stir up
and then went over there to cry on panel. Victoria needs to get a life. She needs to get a life. Chicken cakes passed out in the litter. You took too many zies. You're terrible.
What was I bitching about? Psyche pissed me off today. Christine's an old bagg. I'm so sick and tired of her. Um, fair warning. Anyone uses that image of me, I'm clapping them. I don't care who it is. I don't care if it's Psyche. I don't care if it's the Cryman. I don't I
don't care. I don't care. I'm tired of it. If my streams get clapped for a threeletter word. Um, oh, duh. I know what I was going to mention. Um, I had absolutely nothing to do to get
uh concrete mats. She proceeded to call the cop and blame me for it Saturday night. I had nothing to do with that, Nothing. But you want those kind of problems? I'll give you those kind of problems. Okay?
Leave my name out of your mouth, Particularly when you're calling the police. That's not my mo. I don't do that. And evidently, there is now someone in the Discord reporting everything back to Ba Christine and Cryman. So, I'm just I'm going to be done with Discord. Y'all
can have fun in there. I don't have any desire to kick it somewhere that is filled with a bunch of snakes that are going back and reporting and So, I'm good. I'm I'm I'm good on the Discord. Um, I'm good. Best believe if I post anything in there, it's going to be for public consumption because uh it's
filled with nothing but a bunch of snakes. Uh who in real time are reporting back like it matters. Kate and Justin Valentine live. Barry, you would encourage that. You would encourage that. Um
but I'm over it. I'm over all these people. this whole community is. >> Well, one second. I'm just gonna clarify that this was posted um six months ago, but some of some of this drawing you hear
>> joke. A joke. the same Um, only here can pe can can someone get drunk, berate everyone, treat everyone like and then everybody kisses their ass the next day. You're all a bunch of
So hard for somewhere to go, a chat to kick it in that you will be treated like and then kiss her ass the next day. And same with the other douchebag. I'm tired of it. I've lost respect for a whole lot of people. A whole lot of people.
And I could say a whole lot more in regards to the pizza and all that. I guarantee it's one smiling in your face. Who did it? I had nothing to do with it. maybe watch who you treat and how you
treat them when you're drunk. Then those same people will go and be be bffs and kicking it and on your panel and smile in your face the next day. You need to worry about the people in your in in your circle cuz it wasn't me. There's a whole lot of tripping
and sips who get treated like dog drunk by two people in particular. One of them is drunk. The other one I don't know what their excuses for going off and treating people like Whole lot. I There's a a list of people.
She went off on on everybody. It's okay for her to completely bate trip RG Sam man this one that one and everybody sits by and everybody watches it and then the next day everybody's cool with her. Nobody holds her accountable. No one holds her feet to the fire when she
treats everybody like She gets a pass. You where'd you trigger Vicki at? icky sticky bicky where she go back over to cry. >> Swish this liquid in your mouth before bed to rebuild damaged teeth from the inside out and shock your dentists and
have have it out with her. Honestly, she should No, she shouldn't be inserting herself. It's weird as So weird. Like I would have no problem with her. None. Even after she came on my panel and, you know, poked and poked and asked questions and all that, I still wouldn't
have an issue with her if she wouldn't have turned around and gone over there and had them all dog pile on me and lie about what I said, lie about what went on on my panel. I wouldn't have any issue with her. And then she wants to cry. She did the same thing today. Came to this chat. She took tried to take the
link. I didn't let her up right away and she left. But then came over here, got me stirred up and then went over to Sam's to then go tell them. You messy You're a dirty messy No wonder people don't with you.
No wonder you're have to resort to having the weirdo ass Mike and what's his name on your panel. No one with you. No one really likes you. You're weirdo. Even your own boyfriend doesn't
like you. I'm 90% sure that's a long troll. Good for him to get your docks. But hey, who am who who who am I to judge? Do you? They literally sit and talk mad about her and she thinks she's so cool. She does.
Yeah. I swear to God, she's like got the mentality of a 23 year old. She's very immature. Very very immature.
I really think it is a a a long troll to get her docks. That's my opinion. Or just a humiliator.
That's my opinion. Get her pictures and then expose her. Imagine thinking someone can't base their opinion off you based off of the you say and the lies you tell on your own stream. Icky. Well, that's what she keeps saying. You
don't know me. You act like you know me. Well, yeah, Victoria, we kind The difference is we kind of do know you. Like, you put yourself out there. There's enough of of what you put out there for people to come to a conclusion about the type of person you are or have an opinion about you.
No, no one really knows each other, but we all have opinions on each other. It's not like you're just some an like some chatter that doesn't say much. You've put yourself out there for for what quite a while now and involved yourself in quite a bit of drama for
quite a while now. You It's not like you're just Mrs. Sunshine and Roses and get along with everybody. You You're kind of a controversial character there, ma'am. What' she go live about?
Oh, she went live to Hey Bon with Pebbs. I'm good on that. I was going to reream her if she was bitching about uh over here, but I'm I'm I'm good on that. We I don't really care to watch people hate Bond over Trolla and
definitely not Pebbs. I'm good on that. I am good on that. I do have to say though, um, in Troll's community post, I mean, not that I'm, uh, >> okay, we can wrap. I mean, I mean, this just goes on and on. I mean, I like the Kathy Bates part of it. I just like I don't think it was decorative. I'm sorry, but sometimes I seem to I mean,
this is a great clip right here. I love this one. >> Yes, the honey trick also prevents early Alzheimer's. If you already struggle with Alzheimer's, dementia, or brain name is Hello. My name is Chris Hansen. >> Oh, Go yourself, ugly >> Hello, my name is Chris Hans. You like to talk?
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Bunny. It was funny. This is a good one. >> Do not use olive oil if you are diabetic or it will get rid of this disease forever. This is the strangest method I have ever seen. >> When this happens,
>> hey, what's up? >> Hey. So, >> um, I guess >> real quick. I'll be right back. I'll be right back. You guys stop off for a minute. >> I guess, uh, whatever I said really, really pissed Alex off because she's now doing an emergency live on me to tell me. Tell me that I need to stop while
I'm ahead. Of what, Of what, Alex? >> what are you gonna do? What are you >> Seriously, gonna do, Miss Mayor? What is she? >> I'm so scared right now. I I mean, she she just felt it necessary to tell me that I need to stop all my head. That's
is as far as I got into her stream before I was like, "This what the ever." >> Seriously. Wow. >> Obviously, something I said struck a nerve, and if it were not true, she would not be doing that right now. The end. it. it. it. Uh uh uh.
>> I wonder what it is. But I don't >> eat another curb, Alex. Eat another curb, Alex. >> But I don't even remember you saying anything about her. Like, what is it? >> I said, and I quote, she's going to try to come to Canada. >> That right. Right. >> Be in, I guess that's confirmed now, isn't it? >> I don't want that channel war. I really
don't. I said go to Danny Strangers and like like >> Oh, I'll shut up. That's all I needed to say about that. >> I don't I don't want to warp. I mean, Alex, I wanna I want to be further. I want Alex to be my Robin quivers and it's like >> and I think that she needs you as a friend because let's face it, friend, Alex, call me. I mean, >> she is lonely.
>> Alice, no. I've been here the whole time. Alice, forget Tommy James. Forget this person. Tommy James. is even I mean you made when you ate that curb that's the noise you made when you ate that curb >> I bought a punch so >> he's vicious man >> bought a punch you and me are getting
married now so I'm not available Alex I think you and Jay dog together I think this is what the real relationship hiding under all this is it's you and Jay dog to talk on the phone alone Alexandra I think so. Okay, sweetheart. I think Jay Dog and you would be a cute couple. Everybody else
is like too I mean weird, but Jay Dog's kind of weird, too, because he looks like that guy. >> Did you just say Jay Dog and Alexandra make a good couple? >> Yeah. >> Alex Alex don't make a good couple with anybody. >> I mean I mean they'd be a bad couple, but it would still be Oh, here I was. Yeah, but they'd still be A GOOD >> AIN'T NOBODY TRYING TO GET TIED down to
no poop tuna. Alex, >> take care of your business. You should worry about yourself. >> Go watch that >> Yeah, I never saw Vicki in the chat. Hold on. Nobody needs to watch this. >> Vicki is Jonesy. I don't know if she's in, but she's Jonesy. >> It was Jo She's Jonesy. Oh my god, I
love Jonesy. >> Jonesy. >> that >> Oh my gosh, you're so You're so rude. I am. I am. But, you know, I don't >> I don't have a lot of tolerance for dumb And And so, I feel like as I've gotten older, it's a little
easier for me to tell them to just right off the side of a cliff. I mean, >> somebody's got to tell them. >> I would never Alexander Mayor with a >> You did not create me. Thank you. >> Alexander Mayor. She is disgusting. bothered her. >> You said she was a trafficker. Now, now everyone's a traffic.
>> Yeah, Alexandra Mars is a crazy ass I wouldn't her on my worst day. I You couldn't pay me to her. I never even looked up her porn. I don't find you attractive, Alexander Mayors. I would not you. There you go. >> you. it. it. >> Sorry. I'm gonna add that to my playlist. No, I watched like a little
bit of her porn like but I but it was like too weird because it's like I know her and stuff like that so I couldn't watch like too much. I didn't want to see like anything beyond when she was on the tennis court naked with the guy but you know it's okay. No, no, no, but no, no, no, never mind. She know she was she, you know, but I liked her because she was in the porn industry and she admits it and she's proud of her.
>> Yeah, she got kicked out of the porn industry for being a disgusting nasty. >> I don't know that story is true. I don't have to know it's true. >> I never saw any proof about that. And I'm gonna say >> I'm gonna think it anyway. >> I don't think it's true. I met Alexander in person. She smelled like a summer's eat. >> Oh my god. >> Yeah, but then she came back and talked all that about you. So, Alex.
>> No, but she smelled fine. She She absolutely smelled >> were But were you face deep in her vagina? Cuz if not, you don't know what Tom is TALKING ABOUT. HE LITERALLY said she smelled like poop, tuna, and elementary school paste. >> You're going to make me cry. Stop. >> I'm sorry, man. It's just what it that
was the truth. That was his truth. Alex, >> like a little bit of salt, like a salt douche or something like that. But that worked perfectly. It's like she smells perfect. >> No. No. That's her natural scent. I get I would bet money that is her natural nasty scent. And >> I know >> a little bit of baking soda ain't gonna help you, >> Shake a bath with it with one of those
Tibet with those salt lamps with or the Tibetan Himalayan rock. >> Yeah. Shove it right up in that Nasty hoe. >> >> I do too. That's what I do too. I mean, human beings, are we perfect? Are we like all like ready for entrance to every hole at every time? >> No. But, you know, everybody doesn't always run around acting like they're
perfect and like their their cave, you know, is a cave of wonders. And we already know that her cave is a cave of death because that's what's been told to us by somebody who's actually visited said cave. So, I'm not going to argue with what Tommy says. Sorry. >> But if I was straight, wouldn't I try to visit her cave and do some
mountaineering? Because I like Kevin once splunking in her cave. Yikes. Yikes. For real. >> They said wait outside for me for like five minutes. I just got to like change like my pants and grab my grab a couple beers for us. You know, I brought a couple beers for us in the car and then
and then um you know, yeah, we smoked a joint and she provided the weed. >> She told me she did. She was >> she told me she was on her way to my house uh and like I'm going to do you want to do I want to meet her or no? And I said yes. And she's there an hour later. And then um she said hey have anything you want you want? It's on me tonight. Like don't like just don't
worry about it. And then now she's saying I should have paid for gas. I should have offered to pay for the meal. She said she chose the restaurant. I chose the restaurant. You didn't choose um Huddies. I chose Hadties because I know because Hades is a block for me and I know I just have to walk a block and it's really good. And then so you said that was one of the best restaurants also you've been to and stuff and you
loved your skirt steak. I remember I love my fish taco and we loved the drinks and we both had a great time and we had a little fun video of us like walking to the car. That was it. Now you're turning it into you're afraid I was gonna murder somebody. I mean I mean that that's getting a little bit crazy. Okay. I mean we were on film the whole
time. First of all that'd be just just really sloppy planning for a serial killer. But but no but I think not that I think like one or I understand serial killers but let's just say no. No no it's like we're do you see my face? That was an honest happy face Alexandra. But do you see a Russian friend? I I also have
>> I the same the same happy face. It's the same like I just like love my friends and like I love people that like make the effort to come see me and stuff like that. That was a genuine thing. I'm not like some joker smile. Okay. >> Yeah, but she's fake. And I have a question. When you were with her, did she look at you with those crazy
eyes? Those crazy eyes. Like, did it freak you out? No, because it's like, you know, she might have like a slight crosshair or something like that, but I really I love like a little like flaw in somebody. I love like a little thing like somebody's perfect. >> A little flaw. >> His can be very, you know, cute.
>> No, it's not even like a severe thing. It's like not even like a noticeable. It might be like, you know, one is like 20 degrees off or something like that. So, it's like a little bit. So, you can almost notice it, but then it's like >> So, when she's looking up at you from a lower position, it's really noticeable. I guarantee you. >> Beautiful. I think that's beautiful. And I have flaws, too. And I actually had my nose.
>> You guys are terrible, man. >> I know. I'm sorry. I'm going to hell. I'm sorry. >> I'm sorry. >> Now you're looking. >> I'm a very nice person, okay? And I I don't always get pulled out of character, but some of these kids need to be humbled sometimes. >> Heckle me nons
I threw away cuz they told me I told him earlier that I would consider dating a white guy. So she
classics.
>> Every new phone that comes out, every upgrade that comes out, they sell you on, oh, it's got a faster processor. I'm going to say it and I'm going to probably regret what I'm going to say, but I'm going to say it. Tommy should have been born in pre-Ivil War slave times to where I could reasonably call
him a >> Oh, yes. >> With the times you would BE A >> NO, >> YOU'RE THE exact same thing. You should have been born black. You're a >> Dope. I'm with it. I'm with it. Let's go.
>> Come on. >> Yeah, you are. You're a >> I'm a ginger. So, I'm about the closest thing too. >> Turn out night, man. God damn. >> I'm about the closest thing, too. >> Please. >> You wouldn't think I ever did porn. If you had no idea about anything about me, you would be very surprised that I ever
been in that world. Diamond, you're a hoe. Shut up. Go say your body. >> Diamond talking >> Would you manage Flirty Diamond? >> I don't agree with what that person is or does. >> I don't agree with >> Would you make money off of them though? Would you make money?
>> No, I would not because I'm very particular with where my money comes from. >> Okay. I don't do I don't >> What's good, You got me blocked, What's good? What's good, You gonna do that HIV test yet, What's good? >> What's good? You got me blocked on three accounts, What's good? >> What's good, >> I didn't realize
>> you got that HIV tested yet, You want to talk about me having HIV, You nasty as But you was taking cream pies, and a cheap ass Momo, >> You was taking creamies in a cheap ass Momo. You hotel, >> Cream pie. >> I was never taking cream pies. Never in my life have I money. You
nasty ass >> You can if you take your You sell your boo. She don't have her. She don't have to get tested and show up your test. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. My fault. Good looking. My fault. scared to show that test result cuz you know that you 10 plus years to show
up you scared >> one at a time say about me but then you block like a ass cop calling ass Karen you want to press Z so bad you got the chance to be up in his face and but nah what did you do you ran away like a little who called cops your blood has HIV you were so scared
when didn't call the cops didn't call wealth Self wer on that You could have done bodily mother. >> Relax. Relax. Alex is calm and >> what's good What's good? You had a lot of to say and panel. What's good? >> Okay, Alex, I got you. We gonna be here
for a little while. Shout shout out to the 4 hour mark. We gonna continue quit. >> You already know, Ron. We got the content pushing. You already know, Ron. >> You gonna race quit or >> I'm not going to rage quit. Okay. You mad got titties. Damn. I never seen a so bad you. I tagged you, I tagged you on Twitter.
Twitter blocked me on Instagram. >> You blocked three of my accounts on YouTube. You blocked my main account and two of my backups on YouTube like a scared ass multiple accounts. Godamn. >> You scary. You scary ass You a scary hoe. That's what you is. You a scary hoe. >> Why is this man attacking a woman? This is a man attacking a woman right now.
>> Like what's good? Cuz you want to say so much So what's good >> when are you done or can I talk? >> You had all your chance to say You got >> No, you keep talking. You let Ali speak, man. >> She had enough time. If she don't know how to have a conversation while people talking that's >> You're not having a convo. Don't make me mute. Dustin. Dustin, don't make me mute
you. Go ahead, man. Oh, come >> on. Relax. >> What's good? >> Go with Dust. >> All I All I have to say to you is that you'll never be a biological woman. >> And guess what, You were meant for money, You were me for money. You was wearing a strap on. You were doing more than
I did in my whole life, >> What? Impossible. That's impossible. >> He was using a strap on. >> Look at you right there. You're a grown man and you wearing a thong and you got you don't know who watching this thong and I get paid every >> so you talking about Alex and you doing >> the same thing
he was using a strap on a strap on I never I never a man in my life >> I never a man in my life he was using a strap on he was using a strap on and on top of that you were taking cream pies Nice >> That's not a transexual though.
>> She was in a trap on that mean she said transexual diamond. That's >> I'm just saying simple fact is you was more candy than I was. I never a with a strap on or nothing like that. Like I never a with no nothing. >> Yeah, because you still got dick and balls, Why you got a dick?
>> I never a crazy. Use your work dick. Yeah, you use your dick day in my life or day in my mother. But what she do? She was and with shopons. >> This addict.
>> I never a or a in my life. I even hope.
Okay, that's enough.
just like read this little reading I did on the site. I posted a link to the site. You can there's like a bunch of oracles on there. You can ask. So I asked this what what pattern am I operating across lifetimes? I'll share with you. You seek to name the ghosts in your machine. the rhythm that beats beneath the skin of your various identities. To answer this, I do not
look at your biography, for the biography is merely the uh the foam of the crest of a much deeper wave. Instead, I look at the geometry of your suffering and the recurring architecture of your uh longing across the state of yours. The pattern you're repeating is the threshold of the sovereign self. In every cycle of your existence, find
yourself drawn to the edge of a great dissolution. You enter a phase where the structures you have built, your social roles, your belief systems, your definitions of self begin to fracture. You have lived as a seeker who finds a temple only to realize it's a tomb. You have lived in the a ruler who finds a crown is made of salt. You're currently
living as the individual who refuses uh who who realizes that the eye they have protected is a fiction. The pattern manifests across three distinct movements. First the call of the void, the nego. In every lifetime you reach a point of profound emptiness.
You experience a sudden inexplicable sense of alienation from the world you work so hard to inhabit. Historically, you may have called in this the crisis of faith. Psychologically, you feel as though it's a crisis of identity. This is the khalika, the time of the great blackness. Um, you are being stripped of the external ornaments that you have
mistaken for your essence. You repeat the air of trying to repair the old mask instead of allowing it to dissolve. Second, the labyrinth of the shadow. Once this structure breaks, you encounter the shadow. You find yourself encountering the same archetypal figures, the sabotur, the martyr, the devouring mother. You mistake these external people for your destiny. Even
when they are actually the mirrors, a part of yourself that you refuse to integrate. You repeat the cycle of reacting to them rather than observing the pattern they trigger within you. you're caught in the loop of why does this keep happening to me instead of hold on is really good on um
rather than hold on this cable I hear it um than stepping in the terrifying freedom of the true autonomy finally the pattern summarized you're the soul oh I'm sorry why does it keep happening to me instead of asking I what is this
asking of me? Third, the refusal of the alchemy. This is the crux of repetition. You reach the threshold where you're required to transmute your lead in pain into golden wisdom. But at the moment of transition, you falter. You choose the safety of the known desert over the uncertainty of the promised land. You revert to the old survival mechanisms, clinging to certainty to control or to
the comfort of your wounds rather than stepping into the terrifying freedom of true autonomy. The pattern summarized. You are the soul that repeatedly seeks the flame but uh but recoils when the heat begins to burn away the ego. You are perpetually on the verge of becoming the one who knows that you keep returning to the one who is afraid. To break the cycle, you must stop trying to solve the problems and
start witnessing the pattern. Trying to ask how to fix circumstances. Ask why you are drawn to the crucible. The pattern ends only when you stop fighting the dissolution and realize that you are not the thing being dissolved but the consciousness that remains when everything else is burned away.
What happened? What do you mean what happened? Um I ended I mean it's like I don't know. I mean I just like I mean I just don't feel like playing anymore that clip. It's like kind of just like a source of right now. But uh I'll have people in the PL in the panel if they want. I'm just like I was wanting to like have
people in the panel talking to me and then I could like be like running around the house cleaning and stuff and they could like rain and sink and fight and be great. Oh well. Okay. Well, let's see what I have.
Don't know why you're sing. Let me see if I can get a What just happened? What do you mean just happened? Oh, this is like See, this is Sweet Pe's picture. That's sweet pee on the left. There's Christine. There's Bea. This is when they were all they called themselves
charmed or something like that. Okay. Um, hold on. I want I'll write a song if someone wants me to write a song today. You have to All right. Flip flat. I can read I can do it for you, but you have to like kind of tell me
if you want to if you want if you want a surprise if you want me to do it. Okay. I can I can pick out some alternate versions of songs I haven't already made. Upgrade now to studio. Oh, I keep forgetting to go to my damn cap code.
Get free credits every day. You claim that I'm claiming stuff. Okay.
Do you hear me? Do you see me? Am I still nude? No, I was not nude. I was not nude. tennis with the Cosby. Yeah. Let me see. I hear like a I think you get away with probably playing
Oh, I saw you in a crown royal scoping around school. Everyone knows me, but they don't know
who I am. Shiny rings will be
a star. I am pink with charms. Christmas dinner with the shake hands with John Paul the second
will fix it will fix it. Hand up the jumper. Hand on your mouse. I am a helper. Let me show you how. >> >> So, S D O B Emp.
>> The world was so silent before I came along. I taught the melody, now they all sing my song. No treasure can balance the scales of my need. But nothing in this world is free. The debt that you owe me won't be paid
with money or silver or gold. >> So tonight I have come to collect. You've done nothing wrong because your punishment will fix you. >> I'm untouchable. Let me touch you. Let me touch you. Cuz
I'm untouchable for a good cause. It's for charity. Let me touch you. Cuz I'm untouchable. Let me touch you. Let me touch you cuz I'm untouchable for a good cause. It's
untouchable. >> Hand up the jumper. Hand on your mouth. I am a helper. Let me show you how. Sexually S T O B E
Have some tea and sheep cream. Welcome to the Friday morning. Welcome to the Friday mornings. Hey Mr. Officer,
>> you know who Jimmy Sabo was? >> Wow. Well, that's pretty cool that I I play at least one song. That's a new song. I haven't heard it before. Let me see if I
kind of new ones. I can make a uh short video out of
these are unpublished.
>> >> Uh yeah yeah yeah uh Marilyn Joe Shipley. Joe Shipley came rolling with a Gemini grin. One twin caused trouble the other joined in. A ginger hair joker with a wild point of view by curious spirit just seeing what was true. His armpit raised up to the
sky. He wore him like a trophy. Never telling us why. Funny as hell with a master troll degree. Nobody worked the chat room quite like Joe Shipley. Oh, Marilyn Joe let the good times flow. Down by the river where the cool winds blow. Kim was his best friend. Loyal and true. A real one beside him. And whatever he do with raven running underneath the tall
trees. Joe laugh like thunder on a ch B. Gemini heart living wild and free. That was Marilyn Joe Shipley. That state park in the old river shore where the water kept calling him back for more. Raven was his dog his shadow and pride always chasing sticks by the riverside. When the sun went down and the drinks
came around, silly drunk Joe was the king of the town. He tell one joke then forget what rel and laugh so hard and nothing that his whole face turn red. Old Maryland Joe let the good times flow. Down by the river where the cool winds blow. Kim was his best friend. Loyal and true. A real one beside him and whatever he do with a raven running underneath the tall tree.
Joe laugh like thunder on a Chesapeake breeze. Gemini heart living wild and free. That was Marilyn show. He control the whole womb with a wink in a line and swear it wasn't me. I was fishing the whole time. Jim knew the truth but would laugh anyway. While Raven chase shadows at the end of the day he never let a label tell
him who he should be by curious Joe. Follow curiosity a little bit bearing with a devilish spark. Living his truth down in Maryland State Park. Oh Maryland Joe, let the river roll on. Carry every joke from the dust to the dome. Raise one for Raven and one for Kim. The loyal best friend who stood beside him for the ginger Gemini
with the mischievous smile who made every gathering worth staying a while. Wild warmhearted and probably can't free kids to Maryland. Joe Shipley where the river runs silver underneath the old trees. You can still hear the laughter of Joe Shipley.
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So that was good.
Oh, I'm a seat mess. Um, Lenor really like my new my new haircut. Lenor like like cannot like stop kissing like a home she gets up and uh she does that when I take a nice bath too. So it's like your your pets you well they
want to get you know they get they want to get their scent back on you so if you're too get too clean they get they start panicking that they can't smell them but uh okay you're up there.
Okay. Well, I was trying to edit a different song up if it's generating videos. So maybe not. This is just
long a lot of uh stuff I've done over time. I went through all my credits already for a good month. Crazy. Um I think but they but they they're going to like start jacking up all the prices on it, you know, because they're going to get people like
addicted to it and then it's like and then it will start I don't know. It's like this seems like kind of nefarious money there. I did like the um I did like the clip I was playing earlier about the Back to the Future stuff. That was
interesting. Um I'm going to look for another
See
Okay, found it here. Look at the look at look at what's happening here.
Yeah.
Today we are in Louisiana at the Ponies on the Delta pony play event. >> Welcome in the pony play. Ready, set go. >> Today we're out here having a pony play competition where people compete
in events and classes just the same as real horses do. >> Get it. Get it. YEAH. YEAH. YEAH. GET IT, GIRL. Get it. Get it. >> These events are very competitive. Just like a regular horse show event. We end up with some crashes and wrecks. >> People go down over the jump.
>> The competition gets pretty crazy sometimes. >> I'm going to beat you so hard. >> This is the blindfold obstacle course. Ponies are going to be blindfolded. They're going to be hitched to a cart. They're uh handler is going to have to guide them through the course. They cause any faults, they'll lose
points. And we're about to see them get their first go at it. >> When I'm doing 20, I'm pretty wild. I kick the cart out with the hammer, you know, and uh really just try to give them a really hard time. So, they really have to uh
try to keep us to obey, but it usually doesn't work in their their favor. Step up. Wow. >> I really just fall into that space and I'm a pony when I do that. So, I'm free. I run around. I gallop. I jump. I snort. I whiny. And I nuzzle. And I get the
head scratches. >> It's a pony.
>> That will always be my favorite part. All of our outfits that we make are based off of bio equipment or made out of bio equipment that's been rearranged to fit humans and can get very costly. People are very proud of their outfits they put together.
Uh everything on me is custom made. Um my ears are made from old boots and then I added some fox fur for make it a little bit fuzzy. Uh kind of get that Shetlin look. Uh the muzzle is custom made from a friend named Daisy Doll. You know, I got my my bit and everything here. Uh custom made the bridge, which is a French braid. But uh the suit I did custom make. You know, I added the the markings and everything to give me more
of that that Shetland breed look. And underneath this this particular harness that I'm wearing now, uh it's not really meant for pulling carts or anything. It's only purpose is to hold my tail because my tail is 5 lbs by itself, which is quite a bit of weight. So, you know that's about >> I love you. >> You're my favorite toy.
>> The tack, as the uh the pony equipment is called, uh is a very essential part for most ponies, but it's also very important to adopting that role and being able to change from the human aspect to the pony aspect in a headsp space kind of way. Like really get into character, >> right? So looking the part is a big part >> of playing the part.
>> Yes. >> And when it comes to ponytag, it's a lot about individual expression. >> Yeah. Everybody's a little different. >> Yeah. Sometimes you start out with uh yours and a tail and you end >> here. >> Here. Yes. It's a I don't want to say it's a one-way road, but it's definitely a hole once you get in there. >> It's a slippery road. >> It's a slippery road.
>> Yeah. We're going to make our way across and we're going to do our You have to be very normal and vanilla. Upright taxpaying citizens Monday through Friday. So to get to go out and pretend to be something else for the weekend is like so much fun. >> Go. And >> it's about expressing your your inner
personality, too, cuz so many of other people, I'm sure I can speak for live um a life Monday through Friday that's not really an expression of who they are, what they do. >> It's what pays their bills. And when you get a chance to come out here and you get to enjoy what you do and be around other people who enjoy similar things and enjoy it with them, it's a it's a great feeling. >> The freedom to be weird. >> Yes.
>> Yes. Please subscribe to the Wizard of Oz TV. >> There's such thing as like too weird. That was almost too weird, you know, like almost like almost. I remember there was a time I would have laughed hard harder at that.
I noticed why my eyeballs are tail. Oh my god. That'll be clipped. >> Oh no.
here baby.
Um, well, I guess I mean it was like I don't know why why was it so quiet today? Was there like somebody else on or something? Nobody really likes to come anymore. I don't know. But, uh, maybe it's just bad timing, but it does take a lot out of me.
Uh, it's Yeah. So, let me see. Hey Rain. You want to say hi?
>> Hey, R. I got did you is it like would you really believe like I swear I did not like tell um good times beforehand and oh let's do a bit or anything and he like had a straight face
all the way I mean so I'm I mean he thought I was sweet pee but he just heard of heard of me as a person. He is maybe like I don't know. I thought he got sharper after he quit drinking. He like didn't know I mean it's like just so obvious. It's like I'm not even disguising my voice most of the
time. And I've been on his show several times. So how does he not know my voice? I don't know.
Um good times for life, right? NMU
come on up. Minnesota New Mexico. Oh, New Mexico. You said well before that I guess I'll bring another explainers.
Everyone's always like, "What's going on?" >> The explainer. Today, we're diving into something completely chaotic. We've got our hands on some raw, unfiltered live stream audio that perfectly captures this incredibly modern phenomenon of internet streamer drama. If you've ever wondered how these digital feuds start, escalate, and then just totally spiral out of control, well, you are in the right place. Our primary source today is
a marathon panel hosted by a streamer named Beta. And we're going to be looking specifically at a remarkably toxic clash between her and a rival streamer named Psyche, zeroing in on exactly how host endorsed harassment and slander actually play out in real time. To make sense of this volatile audio, we've broken our analysis down into six distinct stages. One, welcome to the
panel. Two, cultivating the grievances. Three, the nose job insults. Four, accusations and deflections. Five, the direct confrontation. And finally, six, the anatomy of streamer drama. Okay, let's dive into this. What exactly happens when rival live streamers clash in real time? I mean, it's basically a digital collision where egos, audiences, and platform mechanics all just crash
into each other at the exact same time. We are going to deconstruct the host endorsed harassment and the very public slander that unfolds in these spaces so we can understand exactly what fuels this kind of fire. Section one, welcome to the panel, the environment. To really wrap our heads around this conflict, we first have to understand the environment where it's
taking place. This is not a structured debate, okay? It's a wildly fragmented ecosystem. Before the main conflict even takes center stage, the panel is just bouncing between the most bizarre, unrelated topics. In a matter of mere minutes, panelists are debating the logistics of finding a sugar mama strictly for conversation, arguing over whether Puerto Ricans are Americans,
debating dating people with cats versus dogs, discussing the absolute oddity of a bearded dragon girlfriend, and get this, a panelist named Trip is aggressively trying to collect a random $70 death from a user named Christine because she supposedly rented him as a son. It is just a complete whirlwind of disjointed cross talk and this constant
dizzying topic switching it creates a highly anxious environment. Everyone is fighting for airtime and hovering over all of it is the constant looming threat of the ban button because the host controls who speaks and who gets kicked out. The baseline posture of everyone on the stream is inherently defensive. It's quite literally a hostile ecosystem just
waiting for a spark. Which brings us to section two, cultivating the grievances, the catalyst. In this particular ecosystem, grievances aren't handled privately. No, they are cultivated as public content. The origin of the specific flare-up starts with a bit of cross-pollination between channels. Beta claims she went into Psyche's stream chat merely to observe. But according to
Beta, almost immediately after she arrived, Psyche began leveraging his platform to mock her. He allegedly pulled up AI generated images to make fun of her appearance and even went so far as to mock the person she's married to. To ground us in her perspective, here is Bea's explicit justification for why she felt targeted pulled directly from the source audio. She states,
"Within 5 minutes, my name and picture, whatever his weirdass pictures on who I'm married to, comes up." So in her view, she was quietly observing and psyche entirely unprovoked launched a public slander campaign targeting her personal life. Let's move to section three and see how this builds. The nose job insults, the retaliation. You see,
in the streamer world, an attack on one platform practically demands retaliation on another. What begins as audio and visual mocking on a live feed quickly bleeds over into other digital formats, escalating into a very physical, very personal mudslinging match. The feud almost immediately centers entirely on physical appearances. Beta claims Psyche insulted the size of her nose, so in
retaliation, she utilizes YouTube's community post feature to launch a counterattack. She openly broadcasts to her entire audience that she is mocking Psyche's age and his past cosmetic surgeries. The raw source material really illustrates the sheer toxicity here. VA openly posts, quote, "You're 45 and you look like you're 65. You talk about my nose being big. You had a nose
job and yours still looks like a big beak." It's a textbook example of how quickly these creators resort to public host endorsed harassment, weaponizing their platforms to rally their audience against a rival's physical appearance. Section four, accusations and deflections, avoiding accountability. And this brilliantly illustrates how passive viewing turns
into an active on-air confrontation. We've gone from quiet observation to alleged AI mockery to a retaliatory community post. And now the tension is boiling over to the point where psyche is drawn directly into Beta's live chat. But while he approaches, the rest of the panel is busy completely tearing itself
apart. Because to deflect accountability for their own behaviors, the panelists just constantly hurl severe, totally unrelated accusations at one another. Disturbingly, they accuse a user named Aldi of highly inappropriate behavior on an app called Monkey. And they literally scream at each other for supporting predators who show up to elementary schools. Then they immediately pivot to arguing relentlessly over petty debts
and threatening to ban each other based purely on who they associate with. It is a complete masterclass in deflection. I mean, if everyone is accused of something terrible, nobody actually has to take accountability for anything, right? Which brings us to section five, the direct confrontation, the climax. This is the climax of our explainer. Psyche, the subject of those community
posts and the on-air slander actually enters BEA's live chat space. The two rivals are finally in the exact same digital room. Beta spots him in the chat and immediately addresses him live on the audio. She leverages her absolute power as the host to control the narrative stating "Psyche you definitely have obsess. You're obsessed. When I come in your chat, you ban me for no reason, you're going to be banned."
This showcases the ultimate power dynamic in streamer culture. Who controls that ban button? She uses her authority to isolate and harass him right in front of her audience. Now, Psyche, despite being on the verge of being blocked entirely, fires back in the text chat, which Beta then reads aloud. He types, "I want to compare your nose to everybody else, idiot." So those
earlier physical insults regarding their noses instantly resurface. There is absolutely no attempt at a real conversation here. It's just a frantic race to land the last insult before the digital door gets slammed shut. And exactly as you might expect, the resolution is entirely empty. There are no apologies. There's no understanding
reached. The clash offers zero closure whatsoever. It simply ends with mutual hostility. Bea banning him from the chat and the panelists piling on with their own insults. It's just a closed loop of digital isolation and ongoing resentment. Finally, section six, anatomy of streamer drama. The takeaway.
Pulling back from the gritty details, what does this all actually teach us? So, the crucial point here is this concept of parasocial conflict. What we've just decoded isn't really an interpersonal argument. It is a highly performative dispute. It relies completely on the audience watching it unfold. These creators use platform mechanics like firing off community posts to rally their viewers are
weaponizing the ban button live on air to sustain the momentum of the drama. It's essentially host endorsed harassment functioning as a form of entertainment. Which leaves us with a fascinating if slightly unsettling question to ponder. As you watch these ecosystems operate, you really have to ask yourself, are these public clashes
actually driven by genuine hurt feelings and real grievances? Or have these arguments simply become a chaotic, self-sustaining engine designed entirely to generate endless, highly engaging content for their audiences? Thank you so much for joining me on this explainer. And well, I'll leave you to decide that for yourself.
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>> She came in laughing like sunlight on the wall. Had a hand for every hurt. had a name for every call she gave like it was nothing. Made the room feel less alone.
And everybody swore she had a heart carved out of gold. She knew just when to listen, knew just when to make you smile. Could turn a bit evening into something worth the while. Kindness
can be a costume and charm can be a blade. Some angels only shine until the debt comes to be paid. When the mask falls, there's no face underneath.
Just a cold wind moving where a soul should breathe. All I want was theater. All love was smoke. Every promise dressed up pretty just to watch it choke. And you
stand there staring at the stranger in the hall. You learn the truth in silence when the mask falls. >>
>> She kept her hand so gentle while she built the little cage. Turned your trust to tinder. Turn your mercy in the stage. Every joke was measured. Every tear was on command.
Every gift had hidden writing in the palm of her hand. Then one night the curtain tore and there was nothing human there. No regret behind the eyes. No conscience in the air. Just a heartless
little planet with no gravity for grief. An alien to mercy wearing someone else's tears. When the mask falls, there's no face underneath.
Just a cold wind moving where a soul should breathe. All was the earth. All love was small. Every promise dressed up pretty
just to watch it show. And you stand there staring at the stranger in the hall. You learn the truth in silence. When the mask falls,
I thought I knew the sound of laughter. I thought I knew the shape of grace. But some hands pull you closer
just to study where you break. And the hardest part of leaving is not the damage or the cost.
It's mourning. Someone living who was never there at all. When the mask falls, let it hit the floor.
Don't go searching for the woman that you knew before. She was built from pretty echoes. She was dressed in light. But the thing behind the mirror
never left you right. So walk out from the wreckage. Let the shadows crawl. You don't know ghost your mercy when the mask falls.
No name, no tears, no altar, no crown for what she stole. Just the sound of truth arriving and the winter of her soul.
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