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By: Three Initiates
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{Enter The Multiverse}

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  • bitterbutter.//SW Of Your Scars.
    Nov 28 2025

    bitterbutter//SW of Your Scars

    00:00-4:00 - “bitterbutter”

    4:00-End- SouthWest of Your Scars

    (Unmixed V1)

    (unreleased, upcoming)

    Symposium. TBA 2025

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    9 mins
  • Suffering.
    Nov 28 2025

    Wh—

    Good morning sunshine.

    —why did you wake me up?

    You're on in five.

    I'm—what?! Aren't you aware that “nap time” is “nap time”?! ITS IN MY CONTRACT.

    It's also in your contract that you host the show.

    Oh my—

    —in like, five minutes. Four and a half, really. Or three.

    AUGH! Where's Deborah?

    Who the fuck is “Debra”?

    No, Deborah— you've gotta be kidding me. DEBBIE!

    What?!

    Come on, give me Debbie. You know Debbie, don't you? Come on!

    I thought it was Debrah?

    No it's—

    {Enter The Multiverse}

    GUILLERMO English not that good..

    A blurred and cloudy vision awakes us as the former dreamer to GUILLERMO, who appears to be perched with his foot upon a rock in a domineering yet hunched and drunken stance to be profusely yelling at someone in SPANISH.

    (Hecho En Mexico)

    As we look closer, he appears to be yelling quite belligerently at a MULE.

    [Extremely inebriated and profanity laden and heavily dialected Mexican Spanish]

    ¡—ay pindejo!

    ¿…Guillermo?

    GUILLERMO turns back and uncrossed his hunch, throwing a roped machete over his shoulder to his back. He he neither confirms nor denies himself, and rather just passes in a hobble of inebriated self certainty with a crooked smile.

    Heh.

    Where the hell are we?

    We're down on that farmland out in Mexico Guillermo bought with all that Kimmel money…

    Kimmel! I should have known he had something to do with this.

    He does. Cause he always does— but well—

    GUILLERMO in the nearby distance brutally opens a COCONUT with his MACHETE and chases his TEQUILLA with it.

    —Guillermo is King here.

    GUILLERMO catches wind of this conversation and interjects.

    EN ESPAÑOL

    GUILLERMO

    ¡Órale, pues! ¿¡Qué chingados están esperando!? ¡Pónganse vergas, pinches güeyes mugrosos!

    Oh shit.

    We'd better—

    Yeah.

    GUILLERMO.

    {ENTER THE MULTIVERSE}

    Órale! ¡Levántense ya, pinches nacos de mierda hijos de su puta madre... pendejos!

    L E G E N D S

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    1 hr and 2 mins
  • flower.
    Nov 28 2025
    Gotta love [hatred]; Single mother raised a surfer Caught the california coast And all the love of mother– Dontcha know it takes a whole village Don't you know You killed my whole village? I, mother, grew up there a sawdust Choctaw, I walked across mountains and Draw sandcastles on all antarctica? Dontcha know America the beautiful from day one wanted all us Sumwuns Homeless? I yearn for the coast, But all i got was motorcycles I'd die for the surf But all i got was homeless shelters, Project housing No, don't talk back, but on your conscious Are all the drugs you swallow Just to hold the thoughts back Of the sons and daughters slaughtered For your coastal homes on water From that old money in boston To the college that it funded But you're under the impression that you earned it. Never was a live lived any easier than these and he's and hers With blue eyes; Live on autopilot unless otherwise decided Undeserving of your turkey Put machines to work for war, with every word you wrote An order form to be ignored From old man tom On turkey day; You never would forget that he was red Till he regrets to get the President a gift Of sacrificial and indigenous proportions So much for portion and/or guun control The model girls are throwing up their supper Passing over butter on the cornbread Never apple cider, only water Meanwhile in africa, It not has rained a drop No more the currency prints pennies for your thoughts no store bought penne for these staten island italians either Lets just react to image over Islam; Can the taliban afford it? A four door? Guess not. Each day at 7 o clock They use a corvette as a gun And kets just hope this judge sits highly on her honor code Beyond nazi enforcement endorsements for internment camps And turn it down; You tried your very hardest But they want you in a dungeon Or the projects, Where its much worse Marcy houses But no more the rappers platinum come from Broken home; The trappers are all planted Have a plate or more of shit you can't afford Unless you're working late Adore commercial holidays for profit ignore the purpose of the slaughter Punish all the poor, but right after you rob them Take a snore and pour your water over corn atop the cob, And in another world just hope your boy comes home from war, Or door-to-door insurance sales You might as well just heads or tails To whether you will live or die to tell the tale Of black or white Over your pecan/pumpkin pie. I don't think i'm really supposed to celebrate “thanksgiving” this year. It seems even my ancestors were forcefully evicted and tortured simply just for existing. Why should i expect in this day and age it should be any different? I'm being targeted simply just for attempting to exist in the United State of America as an African American Indigenous. Perhaps, just as in the days of the great genocide–were I perfect and young with light skin I would be left alive, to marry and make good children. But instead I am seen as a thing, and left out easily in the street– Perhaps because they haven't use for me. It is easy to torture ugly things–from which some even draw enjoyment. And so it seems my time in the world is coming to an end, And if today i am thankful for anything at all, it is this. The end of a torturous and pitiful, wretched life. THE MISTRESS coils an emerald stone and tumbles it into her expanded palm— it momentarily transforms into an equally as emerald SNAKE before becoming once again a stone inside her palm. Enamoured, she looks it over with amusement, but still sighs with the dismissal of boredom. —oh look at that, I do have a snake. What do you know! She grumbles. Not much of snakes but they do, at the least, bring dreams to nightmares… Don't they! How posh. {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S flower. Unreleased — TBA 2026 Prod. By -Ū. DBA Blū Tha Gürū Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025 The Festival Project, Inc. ™ All rights reserved. Chroma111. Copyright © The Complex Collective 2025. [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] All rights reserved. UNAUTHORIZED REPRODUCTION OR DISTRIBUTION IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED BY LAW.
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