your sign to try and shift today, youre closer than you think you are i promise
I always thought my eyes were special. They’re icey blue with a dark ring around them— and they stand out, but they’re cold.
His eyes are warm. They’re a brown backlit by the sun. They’re the chocolate chips in freshly baked cookies, melted and sweet and from home.
My eyes may be the sky, or the ocean. But his are the earth, the soil where flowers bloom. My eyes reflect the sun but his absorb the light and shine it upon any who are fortunate enough to be seen by him.
I look into his eyes and I feel my ice melting.
you will never see me displaying.......humility.....or even worse... normalcy. i shifted realities and got absolutely, transcendently railed by a man who, by all accounts, does not exist. structurally, narratively, ontologically. and yet.
my thoughts shape reality, my desires rearrange the cosmos. i’m sorry, what exactly would you like me to do with that? renounce my own divinity? get a hobby....such as.... pottery? be serious and start affirming
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Despite what you may have been led to believe, manifestation is completely natural—something we've all been doing since we were kids. It's in our human nature to manifest. The law has always worked and always will. So why does it seem so difficult for some of us to manifest now? I'm here to shed some light on that.
It's fairly simple: You're trying too hard.
I know, I know. A lot of people in our space have been repeating this sentiment. However, that's because it's completely true.
Manifestation is one of the easiest things you'll ever do, and I can't emphasize this enough. No matter how it may feel at times, you're not playing tug-of-war against the 3D, the universe, or whatever you think is holding you back. If I had to describe it, you're more like walking up to the rope, snatching it, and taking it home. No competition, no opposition. There’s nothing and nobody standing in the way of you and your desires. Nothing can stop you. Nothing. You are limitless.
What's the point of fighting against an invisible, nonexistent opponent when you've already got everything you could ever want? The only thing you have to do is claim it—accept it as your own because it is. Doubts? Doesn't matter. Circumstances? Irrelevant. Instead of trying to fend off your doubts or ignore the 3D, just don't. When something tests you, let it. Laugh at it. Refuse to take it seriously because it truly isn’t worth your energy. Don’t waste your time on meaningless distractions.
Revel in the fact that you already have your desire. Enjoy it! Your desire isn’t being created out of thin air—it’s already waiting for you. All you have to do is claim it. The moment you do, it’s yours. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. Nothing will ever change that.
So, stop. Stop fighting. Stop wasting your energy on pointless, imaginary battles. Someone who truly has their desire wouldn’t bother—so why are you?
hey guys so hmm.... i shifted.
for maybe 2 minutes, but i did. and yesterday i went to sleep crying because i just wanted to see my s/o so bad and boom, i took a nap today and woke up there.
As i told my best friend, i could spend the next hour explaining everything i saw and felt in such a short period of time, but i rather just assure you guys how REAL it is, how natural and easy it was to get there and how much it's worthy, the earning, the frustration and the ups and dows of the journey, it's worthy.
Keep believing in yourselves, no one else can do that for you, you got this, happy shifting ♡
ever since i started viewing my daydreams about my reality as memories and my script as my diary where i recount things about my reality — everything has started to feel even more real to me.
i no longer doubt myself being there because of the fact that i can see it in my mind. i can see myself there, which means it’s possible. it has to happen because i’m quite literally already there. you are too.
i also no longer feel like certain things i script is weird or out of place. because when i write it down, i’m literally just journaling about my reality. that’s just how things are there. simple thoughts, but very comforting to me 🫶🏻
crying over a shitty day here but trying to remind myself I am already in my dr is actually diabolical
Every time I've tried to set intention, it's always been a "failure." It's super annoying, but I was like "what am I doing wrong?
I KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING WRONG.
Every time I've tried to shift, it's always been without actual intention. I was repeating words, but not their meanings.
It doesn't matter why your shifting, but the emotions and thought process does. When you wake up in your DR, what will you feel? Not physically, but emotionally.
To set intention, you feel the weight of your words. Ask yourself, what do you emotionally feel about shifting? That emotion you feel, right now, in that universe, is enough to shift you. When you lay down, and close your eyes, no matter the method, when you shift, you have to think about the emotional impact you'll have waking up on your DR bed or area. Think about the feeling of your environment. How happy you'll be to feel that one thing there. And once you feel that happiness, that excitement, affirm. "I am shifting." Or, if it pleases you, say "i have already shifted." And you wanna know why that shifts you? Because your emotions are your intentions.
THIS CAN BE SAID ABOUT LITERALLY ANYTHING. TO MY CLUELESS INTENTION SHIFTERS/MANIFESTORS/LOA, KNOW YOUR INTENTION IS JUST YOUR EMOTIONS PUT INTO PRESENT TENSE.
that’s it. that’s the blog.
persist in spite of the 3d, persist in spite of any doubts, just. keep persisting
I’ve recently embraced having different names in my drs, along with hairstyles and tattoos and stuff.
I used to be so adamant on being the same me I know here. I guess I’m a sentimental bitch. But then I had to change my name and hair in my Nightmare Before Kissmas dr for canon purposes and it was… liberating. And now i’m so into it. I want to be a new bitch every single time.
I prefer sleep methods because I cannot fathom just— blinking and being there, ya know? But every time I go to shift I get insanely restless. So, like… fuck me I guess?