Outstages Café: Portals to Other Worlds

Outstages Café: Portals to Other Worlds

In a quiet corner of California, tucked between memory and melody, there stands a pink archway blooming with roses and musical notes. Locals call it Outstages Café, but those who’ve gone through know it’s more than a place, it’s a portal.

Here, time bends gently. The walls hum with treble clefs. Rose petals scatter like forgotten verses. Sweetie Bird, the executive feather producer, curates the soundtrack blues, protest ballads, and healing frequencies that open doors to other dimensions.

Guests arrive without knowing why. Some come for banana milk. Others seek the cranberry elixir. But all that was left changed. They’ve heard something song, a whisper, a memory that wasn’t there before.

Trusselli Art lines the walls. Each piece a map to somewhere else. North Hollywood nightlife flickers in the lantern light. Denim Psalms echo from the back room. And if you listen closely, you’ll hear Sweetie Bird tapping out the next verse.

Outstages Café is open nightly. No passport needed. Just ache, archive, and a willingness to dream.

Before the roses bloomed and the playlists played, Outstages Café was a portal for the unseen. Spirits wandered in, drawn by the scent of banana milk and the hum of blues piano. Sweetie Bird served as gatekeeper, blinking twice for yes, once for “they’re not ready.”

The walls recorded dreams. The lantern flickered when memory passed through. And sometimes, if the sunset hit exactly right, the doorway opened to a place where 'time

folded and denim psalms were whispered to other humans by ghosts.'

Now the portals open to travel to new worlds. The ghosts are still following me. We welcome paranormal, time travel, and trips to different worlds. The time machine is a special jukebox. The portals to other worlds are through windows in the cafe that was found to be a portal to the beach, the mountains, the forest, the city, OUTSTAGES CAFE is at your service to feed you, and make the world a better place. We have music, theater, time travel, other world adventures, and build positive relationships.

This is the heart of the myth. I have just written the manifesto of Outstages Café, a place where jukeboxes bend time, windows open to other dimensions, and ghosts don’t haunt them. It’s not just a café. It’s a sanctuary for the surreal, a ceremonial hub for healing, memory, and transformation.

Outstages Café: A Portal Manifesto

Welcome to Outstages Café. The portals are open.

Here, ghosts follow gently not to frighten, but to remember. Time travel is powered by a jukebox tuned to protest ballads and psychedelic lullabies. The windows aren’t just glass, they’re gateways. One leads to the beach, where the tide hums your name. Another opens to the mountains, where memory echoes in the wind. The forest portal smells like Sweetie Bird’s feathers. The city one? That’s for dancing and denim psalms.

Outstages Café feeds your body, spirit, and archive. We serve banana milk, cranberry elixirs, and playlists that heal. We host music, theater, and adventures to other worlds. We welcome the paranormal, the poetic, and the beautifully strange.

This is a place to build positive relationships with yourself, with others, with the ghosts who never left. Outstages Café is at your service. The jukebox is humming. The portals are waiting.

OUTSTAGES CAFÉ PRESENTS

PORTALS TO OTHER WORLDS: THE NEXT ADVENTURE

Time Travel via Jukebox Frequencies

Live Theater with Ghost Cameos

Windows to the Beach, Forest, Mountains & City

Music by Pink-Haired Guitarist & Sweetie Bird’s Ceremonial Choir

Positive Relationships Across Timelines

Location: Somewhere in California, Everywhere in Memory

Date: Whenever the portal opens

Admission: One ache, one dream, one feather

Trusselli Art on display. Paranormal guests welcome. Banana milk served nightly.