#jacob ness

[smartypantsshow]

Cryptids (like Bigfoot) are REAL and Jacob did the research to find you the BEST one to smoke with 🚬💨

[bloctg4]

grá mo chroí, twilight clapsholas <3

seachtain fandom: lá 2!

cuir d'iarratas isteach - cén fandom ar cheart dom a aistriú?!

(send your request - what fandom should i translate??)

lá a haon: she-ra sí-ra lá a dó: twilight clapsholas lá a trí: ??? lá a ceathair: ??? lá a cúig: ??? lá a sé: ??? lá a seacht: ???

cuir d'iarratas isteach - cén fandom ar cheart dom a aistriú?!

(send your request - what fandom should i translate??)

[reverieaudios]

Here's a sneak peak for tomorrow!

[akascow]

dude from a womb carrier's perspective, bellas life in the breaking dawn sounds actually awful lmao

imagine graduating highschool immediately getting married then woohoo'd into oblivion

then immediately getting pregernaut and finding out its consuming ur life force to the brink of death

and practically breaking every bone in ur body and birthing said child like an hour later and almost dying

and having ur puthay on full display in front of ur now-husband's entire family while they watch him eat you out as well as resisting their own animalistic instinct not to jump in and chow down alongside him like a 5star all-you-can-eat buffet

n then actually dying on the "operating" table looking like a dehydrated dog turd thats been baked in the sun for 3 weeks

then waking up with a hunger for human blood bc ur fuckass boyfriend injected his venom into u to like save ur life or wtvr 🙄

and learning that your manipulative guilt-tripping childhood best friend who is also a werewolf is actually soulmates with ur 2 day old demon child (fuck u jacob) and he nicknamed ur daughter after the loch ness monster

and also theyre starting an all out vampire werewolf war because of your mary sue conniving ass energy all bc u wanted to hop on that old man dick who eats cows but 100% raw and thinks u smell bad

lmao

[ijsthee]

lynne and sissel redraw/doodle i fought for my life to get on paper. maybe ill clean it up

[printcharms]

[eruditic-akechi]

Beintf NORMAL about something that,,, 1.3 people know about is a personal hell like I can't talk about it too much without the author personally finding me

[astareye]

So like did we all forget about this??

Soulmates as a horror concept.

You WILL love this person. It doesn't matter who you loved before; any feelings you had, any promises you made, they will become inconsequential as soon as you lock eyes with the stranger Fate has picked for you.

There's no way to stop it.

There's no way to say "no."

You will meet someone and with a single glance, both of you will become someone new, someone who's now bound to this stranger whether you like it or not, want it or not.

Trapped in a dance together until the day you die.

[snootlestheangel]

Ness has hyperextension in his elbows and knees which allows him to be an even better swimmer then if he didn't have it.

Just adding to Ness's physical differences and making him even more cryptid

But why do I feel like Swift wasn't aware Ness has hyperextension in his elbows until he's doing Ness's first physical and Ness just casually does it, effectively startling Swift

[summercourtship]

finally watched prisoners after ten years of my sister begging me too because she watched it at a sleepover when she was like 13 (as 13 year old girls do) and the WAY she got me to watch it was by saying "it'll be a paul dano weekend"

[provokedgoalie]

okay but vamp!bella was hot 👉🏽👈🏽

[art-for-a-reason]

Gigachad ftw

[monstersflashlight]

Monster smash (part 2)

A/N: Hi lovelies! Welcome to this new-ish blog, I thought a good way to move was to post part 2 of this story y’all loved so much.

Multiple monsters x fem!reader || sfw, funny situation

You wake up to the sound of voices. Many voices, some grumbly and some other very deep, inhumanly deep. But there’s also clicking sounds, like the ones little forest creatures make when you get too close. You don’t even remember what happened. Did you faint?

“Honey… Are you all right?” A deep voice asks as your eyes flutter open, they feel incredibly heavy. There’s a lady with too many teeth in front of you… She’s scary enough that you close your eyes instantly, breathing hard as you try not to panic. And then the memories come back rushing through your mind.

The monster smash!

The person in front of you with thousands of pointy teeth is… the grocery lady! Shit, shit, shit… What did you get yourself into? Your brain is running so fast you feel almost dizzy, your body threatening to shut up again, but you breathe through your nose until you feel calm enough to re-open your eyes. The lady is not there anymore, but the tech dragon from your building is.

They are staring down at you with slow blinking eyes and a tiny smile, their nostrils flaring as if smelling your emotions. Can they do that? Can dragons smell emotions? Shit, what if they can? What are they able to smell? Can they smell your fear? Shit, could they smell that you didn’t shower for a week back when you had a big project at work? Oh, shit… Now you have to rethink about all the encounters you had with all of them.

“Pull back, you big dragon, let the lad have some space!” Someone else reprimands, pulling the dragon away with a chuckle. You only see a big gray hand but you can’t see who it belongs to, they move too fast to be caught by human eyes. What the fuck?

How can this be possible? How the fuck did you find yourself in that situation? Surrounded by monsters in a speed dating event… For fucks sake what was even your life anymore?

You try to sit up, but your brain is not agreeing with that decision and you fall back. You brace for impact, but you don’t land on the hard floor, but a soft surface that reminds you a lot to somebody’s lap. You look behind you and stare into thin vertical pupils that make your blood run a bit colder. That’s, that’s…

“You are a lizard woman!” You say a bit too loud if the flinch of everyone around you is any indication. But you don’t care, your confusion and hint of fear are rapidly replaced by indignation. You know that face, you know those eyes. You know them very, very well. “We shared tea many times and you didn’t tell me you were a lizard woman!?” Your tone is almost as angry as Bella Swan when she discovered Jacob named her daughter like the lake Ness monster.

Shit, was the lake Ness monster real? Was Twilight based in real events?! You have so many questions your brain can’t stop spinning.

“Darling, I-” Your friend from 4B tries to argue, but you are not having it. You sit up straight and get help from your landlord to get up, the minotaur landlord. The minotaur landlord that has no shirt on and has a very hairy chest you lowkey want to bury your face in. Focus, you remind yourself.

And the realization hits you like a brick.

You live in a monster building.

All your neighbors are monsters.

The one you considered your best friend is a lizard-woman.

What the actual fuck?

[whiskis]

Monster smash (part 2)

A/N: Hi lovelies! Welcome to this new-ish blog, I thought a good way to move was to post part 2 of this story y’all loved so much.

Multiple monsters x fem!reader || sfw, funny situation

You wake up to the sound of voices. Many voices, some grumbly and some other very deep, inhumanly deep. But there’s also clicking sounds, like the ones little forest creatures make when you get too close. You don’t even remember what happened. Did you faint?

“Honey… Are you all right?” A deep voice asks as your eyes flutter open, they feel incredibly heavy. There’s a lady with too many teeth in front of you… She’s scary enough that you close your eyes instantly, breathing hard as you try not to panic. And then the memories come back rushing through your mind.

The monster smash!

The person in front of you with thousands of pointy teeth is… the grocery lady! Shit, shit, shit… What did you get yourself into? Your brain is running so fast you feel almost dizzy, your body threatening to shut up again, but you breathe through your nose until you feel calm enough to re-open your eyes. The lady is not there anymore, but the tech dragon from your building is.

They are staring down at you with slow blinking eyes and a tiny smile, their nostrils flaring as if smelling your emotions. Can they do that? Can dragons smell emotions? Shit, what if they can? What are they able to smell? Can they smell your fear? Shit, could they smell that you didn’t shower for a week back when you had a big project at work? Oh, shit… Now you have to rethink about all the encounters you had with all of them.

“Pull back, you big dragon, let the lad have some space!” Someone else reprimands, pulling the dragon away with a chuckle. You only see a big gray hand but you can’t see who it belongs to, they move too fast to be caught by human eyes. What the fuck?

How can this be possible? How the fuck did you find yourself in that situation? Surrounded by monsters in a speed dating event… For fucks sake what was even your life anymore?

You try to sit up, but your brain is not agreeing with that decision and you fall back. You brace for impact, but you don’t land on the hard floor, but a soft surface that reminds you a lot to somebody’s lap. You look behind you and stare into thin vertical pupils that make your blood run a bit colder. That’s, that’s…

“You are a lizard woman!” You say a bit too loud if the flinch of everyone around you is any indication. But you don’t care, your confusion and hint of fear are rapidly replaced by indignation. You know that face, you know those eyes. You know them very, very well. “We shared tea many times and you didn’t tell me you were a lizard woman!?” Your tone is almost as angry as Bella Swan when she discovered Jacob named her daughter like the lake Ness monster.

Shit, was the lake Ness monster real? Was Twilight based in real events?! You have so many questions your brain can’t stop spinning.

“Darling, I-” Your friend from 4B tries to argue, but you are not having it. You sit up straight and get help from your landlord to get up, the minotaur landlord. The minotaur landlord that has no shirt on and has a very hairy chest you lowkey want to bury your face in. Focus, you remind yourself.

And the realization hits you like a brick.

You live in a monster building.

All your neighbors are monsters.

The one you considered your best friend is a lizard-woman.

What the actual fuck?

A/N: Reminder that you can read all my other stories back in @monstersflashlight (all organized in this masterlist), thanks for reading!

[schemmentisimpasours]

Chapter Four: Choosing Captain Robinson

Again the best gifs are from @babytakeittothehead

Summary: Melissa is finally ready to make her move to get Y/N back. Also I made Captain Robinson a pretty understanding dude. Mel deserves support for her bi-ness. We are about two chapters from the end babies <3

Previous Chapter- Next Chapter

Masterlist

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Melissa had spent the remainder of the school year and summer messaging you while also burying into herself. She was loud and angry often finding the nearest rage room to find an outlet for all the emotions she had. As the glass shattered around her she would feel some semblance of calm. As wood shattered underneath the force of her hammer swing it was like the grip around her heart was loosening. Finally there could be a physical representation to the hurt she felt on the inside. But none of it helped in any meaningful manner.

Until she sat down in a light blue room across from Dr. Parks, a therapist that came highly recommended by Jacob. He had slid the card to her timidly before everyone came in for lunch. 

“She helped me a lot when I was figuring out my sexuality and how to navigate some pretty tough stuff. I don't see her anymore but I think she could really help.”

Melissa grunted but that night as she looked at her 15th text that went unread by you she decided to call Dr. Parks. In the first appointment she had fled halfway through. The second one not going much better when she threatened physical violence. And the third one was spent in unstoppable tears. However slowly Dr. Parks got Melissa to open up. About her childhood. How she thought she had to be straight. How much she cared for you. How much she cried when you had left. How much she wanted to make it up to you.

Dr. Parks listened every step of the way never once pushing Melissa allowing her to open up and work through it on her own. Until it came to Ava’s birthday party at the end of the summer. Where Barbara had “accidentally” slipped up and told Melissa you would be attending.

“You have to tell her your feelings Melissa,” Dr. Parks said simply.

“No, I can’t. I am not ready,” The redhead fought back, “Plus I'm still with Captain Robinson.”

“And when is the last time you slept with him?” 

“You nosy you know that?” Melissa snipped.

“Only cause you refuse to answer the questions in the first place,” Dr. Parks snapped back which is way Melissa had finally taken to her therapist. They could go at it all session.

“Not since the week after Y/N left… when I was trying to get over her.”

“How did that work?”

“Clearly not well if I'm here,” Melissa sighed.

“And what have we figured out since then?”

“That I'm bisexual and have been my whole life,” Melissa mumbled twirling her fingers together, “And that I only got together with Captain Robinson because I was too scared to love a woman. But instead I lost the love of my life.”

“And now you have a second chance to at least explain to Y/N what happened. You gonna take the chance or let her slip away again? Are you going to allow yourself to be loved?”

“Take the second chance,” Melissa grumbled as the anxiety began to rise inside of her.

“Fucking finally we have a breakthrough,” Dr. Parks cheered.

Melissa smiled up at her therapist, “I hate you.”

“I love you too Melissa,” She said back, “Now let's talk about how you are going to get through this talk.”

-

Melissa had arrived with Captain Robinson too confused to explain her real feelings to him when her mind was so crowded with what she was going to tell you when she saw you. It only took a couple of moments to find you in the crowd. You had a dark purple bikini top on, showing off the new muscles that you had gained from hours at the gym. Your hair was pulled up into a ponytail, wet curls falling down your back. High-waisted black shorts hugged every curve of your body. You had a Dr. Pepper in your hand, laughter spilling from you at something Ava had just told you. She didn’t realize how long she had been staring until Captain Robinson coughed lightly.

“It’s her, isn’t it?” He asked, following Melissa’s line of sight.

Melissa let out a shocked huh before he continued, “Ms. Y/L/N who left Abbott unexpectedly. You cried for days after she was gone. She is the one that you really want to be with. I knew when we first went casual that your mind was always on someone else. Even after you wanted to start dating I thought… no I knew that it was always someone else. I have stood and watched you for five minutes and I see that sparkle back in your eye. I missed that sparkle and it took me standing here to realize that sparkle left when she did.”

Melissa’s eyes filled with tears, “I am so sorry I didn’t tell you.”

“Hey none of that,” He said gently placing a hand on her shoulder, “I care about you alot Melissa but I just want you to be happy. She makes you happy. You would only be letting me down if you don’t go after what makes you happy.”

“You really mean that?”

“Go get your girl Melissa,” Captain Robinson smiled, “But I am assuming you will respect that I have to leave.” Melissa nodded, giving him one last hug before he made a graceful exit from the party. She breathed glancing down at her phone to see a text from Dr. Parks.

Do it Melissa. Stop being scared of everything.

It took her a moment to find you again. You had moved away from Ava, opting to sit by the edge of the pool where no one was bothering you. Melissa clenched her hands and made her way over to you, trying hard not to beat herself up. 

“Hey do you mind if I sit?” Melissa asked a small waver in her voice, “I was wondering if we could talk.”

Your heart stopped for a moment looking up at the redhead. You had planned for this moment for so long, yet now that it was here you had no words. You could still feel those damn butterflies in your stomach as you took in her casual outfit of jean shorts and a green tank top. She had her oversized jean jacket sleeve’s rolled up and you could almost remember how it smelled wrapped around you from the last time Melissa had let you borrow it.

“I am sorry maybe I am rushing it…” Melissa said turning to leave.

“Shit sorry,” You said realizing you had never answered, “Please sit. I was thinking and forgot to answer.”

Melissa smiled and sat within arms reach but not touching, “Glad to see some things haven’t changed. What were you thinking about?”

“The last time you let me borrow that jacket,” You answered honestly.

“It was two weeks after the PESCA conference,” Melissa sighed getting lost in her memories, “Janine had dragged us to another team building exercise. I think it was axe throwing originally  but it had gone horribly wrong and we ended up standing outside this shitty little resturant to get tacos becuase I thought you were going to murdere Jacob you were so hungry. You were shivering, and without thinking about it I wrapped my jacket around you. I almost let you keep it you looked so cute in it.”

You blushed at the memory, “I can’t believe you remembered that.”

“The moments I spent with you are some of the best memories I have,” Melissa admitted, “Which is what I wanted to talk to you about Y/N. I.. well I went to a lot of therapy over the summer.”

“Therapy?”

“Yeah, Jacob gave me a card to a therapist that he thought would help me,” Melissa continued blushing a deep red, “I had been struggling with a lot of guilt since we got together. Not cause we got together. Cause I enjoyed that. A lot. I fuck… let me start over.”

“Mel,” You cut in gently placing your hand gently ontop of yours, “Just take a minute and start again.”

You went to remove your hand but Melissa grabbed it rubbing her thumb across your knuckles. It took a couple of moments for Melissa to talk again. 

“I don’t want you to think that what happened between us didn’t mean something to me. It meant everything to me. I really cared a lot about you Y/N. I still do actually, I think about yous all the time and the mistakes that I made,” Melissa said and you could see the tears building in her eyes, “I spent a lot of my life thinking that I couldn’t like women. From my religion to things my Ma would say. I got so far into my head that I couldn’t get out and realize you were the best thing that ever happened to me.”

“That whole weekend we spent together was the happiest I had ever been.You understand me more than anyone in my life including Barb which says a lot. That woman has seen me through a lot of shit. But with you it was different. It was like you looked at all of the broken pieces of me and knew exactly how to piece them all together. I watched you that Sunday morning still asleep a smile across your face and I thought I had to leave because I was going to break you. And that scared me more than anything. To take a person I adored and watch them become as broken as I was.”

“You didn’t give me a chance to have an opinion in the matter,” You said curtly, “I deserved the chance.”

Melissa nodded her head, “You absolutely deserved that chance and I had no right to take it from you. I hurt you more than I probably will ever know and I am so sorry for that.”

“I never thought you were broken,” You whispered scooting just an inch closer to the older woman, “You are gorgeous, intelligent, and a badass. Not broken.”

“You still think all of those things even after I hurt you?”

“I hurt you too,” You admitted, “I should have talked to you about how I was feeling and get your side of the story too… I shouldn’t have left the way I did either.”

Melissa let out a wobbly smile, “Not liking it over there at the private school? Too many supplies and new books.”

“You know they have all of those things but they lack one really important thing,” You said squeezing her hand, “A fiery redhead.”

“Ah yes, I hear those are hard to come by nowadays,” Melissa gulped, “You think that this fiery redhead could make it up to you? I know that we can’t go back to the way that we used to be but I would like to try to make a new type of us.”

“I will spend a lifetime trying to make it up to you,” You quoted her text, “You really up for that Mel?”

“You read my texts,” Melissa smiled letting one tear finally drop. 

“Every single one of them,” You admitted wiping the tear away,  “ the good news is that you it will become a lot easier for you to make it up to you when I come back as the librarian next week.”

“Wait! You are coming back,” Melissa squealed, “You aren’t pulling my leg right?”

“I will be back at Abbott. Down the hall from you running the library. Ava found the extra funds to bring me back.”

Melissa’s smile grew as she turned towards you but paused, “Can I give you a hug?”

“Yeah. I would really like that.”

Melissa launched herself towards you wrapping her arms around you. You pulled her closer letting her scent envelope you. It had been so long since you had held Melissa and your body seemed to unravel. All of the hurt and the sadness seemed to fall away the longer she held on. She only pulled away when the breeze picked up causing you to shiver. She removed her jacket pulling it around you smiling as she pulled back and you finally saw that twinkle in her eyes return.

“You really should carry around a jacket hun. You get cold easily,” She said jokingly.

“Why would I when I can take yours?” You laughed.

Melissa chuckled as you both looked out at the pool becoming crowded with people. You rested your head on her shoulder grabbing for her hand. She places your entangled fingers in her lap squeezing it gently.

“It’s not gonna be easy to go back,” You whispered still aware of the outskirts of your anxiety.

“I know,” Melissa said laying her head on yours, “But maybe we should plan to go forward together instead of trying to rebuild the past.”

“I like that idea,” You said before adding, “I'll start answering your texts too… help you out a little.”

The redhead laughed, “I'll take any help I can get. I got a woman to win over.”

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[nakedbibi333]

Consciousness Is the Only Reality - Neville Goddard

I have heard time and time again that people find Neville's teachings to be too complicated to understand. I wanted to share some of my notes on his lectures and books as I re-read them. The point of this is to make it as easy to understand and accessible as possible. I linked the lecture above in case you want to read the actual lecture and you can use my notes as a guide if anything seems too convoluted or confusing.

All quotes are taken directly from the lecture.

Introduction

Before we begin, it’s important to mention that Neville bases his teachings on the Bible, which he says is meant to be interpreted as a metaphorical/allegorical text, rather than a historical text. 

The Name of God

This lecture begins with Neville explaining the meaning of God’s name. 

In short, it contains references to your I AM-ness (awareness), your imagination, your ability to feel as you desire to be and to take your desire out of the imaginary and reflect it onto the physical. 

When you break down the name of God, it explains the foundation of reality, your consciousness. 

“As you assume that you are that which you want to be, you have completed the name of God” 

You have the power of creation within you. 

“The question arises: What is God? God is man’s consciousness, his awareness, his I AM-ness”

You Become What You Are Conscious of Being and Dying to the Old State

Since your consciousness is the cause or the foundation of reality, then what you are conscious of being must be impressed upon the physical reality.

You have the power to leave behind your current state/undesired reality.

Your current reality has been created through consciousness, and you can leave it behind and recreate a new reality with anything that you desire.

You can die to the old state and create a new one. (You no longer become conscious of the old state--redirect your attention)

Story of Isaac and His Sons Esau and Jacob

The story of Isaac and his sons Esau and Jacob expresses the idea that your brain cannot tell the difference between what you experience in imagination and what you experience in the physical world. 

For example, your brain expresses the same physiological and psychological reaction to you imagining a hug and hugging someone in real life. 

If you place reality upon your imaginal acts and feel as though you are truly experiencing that which is taking place solely in your mind, then your brain believes that you are truly experiencing that. 

Leave the physical alone, do not take action, and do not reason.

You leave the physical world alone and simply use your imagination to change your life

You do not have to worry about the physical manifestation of your desire, that is not your job. Your only job is to imagine that you have what you desire. 

“In other words, you remain faithful to this subjective reality [that which you desire to manifest] and you do not take back from it the power of birth. You gave it the right of birth and it is going to become objective within this world of yours. There is no room in this limited space of yours for two things to occupy the same space at the same time. By making the subjective real, it resurrects itself within your world.” 

You cannot occupy two opposing states -- you cannot believe one thing and also believe the opposite at the same time (ex. You can’t simultaneously believe the statement “I am rich” while also believing the statement “I am poor.”)

The only way you can stop a manifestation from being reflected in the physical is by not being faithful to your new reality (failing to die to the old state/continuing to be double-minded). 

You will die to the old state simply by remaining faithful to the new one. 

“Do not ask yourself how this thing is going to be. It does not matter if your reason denies it. It does not matter if all the world around you denies it.” 

You never have to worry about how it will come to be, because that is not your responsibility. It will happen without any effort on your part. Your only job is to believe in the fulfillment of your desire. Everything else will be taken care of for you. You do not need to reason with it, you cannot let external circumstances get in the way of it, and you don’t need to think about what actions you need to take to “make it happen.” You do not need to do anything but remain in that fulfilled state.

SATS and Lullaby

State akin to sleep - the creative act. 

A sensory experience that implies the fulfillment of your desire. 

Remove your attention from the physical world, go into your imagination fully, and grant your imaginal act reality.

Don’t let the mind wander, make the imaginal act short and sweet, at the point of the fulfillment of your desire. 

Minimal effort is the key, it should not cost you too much energy to fully experience your desire fulfilled.

Lullaby method

When you are nearing sleep, repeat a short phrase that implies fulfillment of your desire. 

2-3 words that can easily be repeated without too much focus. 

The point is to fall asleep while saying it over and over in your mind.

You No Longer Hunger For It When It Is Fulfilled

“When satisfaction is yours, you no longer hunger for it” 

If you have successfully fulfilled the desire in imagination and you believe that it is yours, you no longer feel want of it, because you already have it. 

You no longer think of it as separate from you. 

You have granted it to yourself in imagination, then it is already yours, and there is nothing else to do but persist in that state.

Your Imagination Is The Cause

“Know that your consciousness is the only reality. Then know what you want to be. Then assume the feeling of being that which you want to be, and remain faithful to your assumption, living and acting on your conviction.”

Consciousness is the only reality -- it is the source of everything in the physical

“You draw from within yourself that which you now want to express as something objective to yourself” 

All your manifestations come from you. You are drawing the fulfillment of your desires from within yourself, from consciousness.

If you can imagine it, then it is possible.

“Your consciousness is the mother-father, there is no other cause in the world” 

Everything that happens in the physical world is caused and created by your consciousness. 

There is no other cause than your I AM-ness/your imagination. 

Since your imagination is the only cause, then the only way to change the outer world is through imagination itself.

“As I stand here, having discovered that my consciousness is God, and that I can by simply feeling that I AM what I want to be transform myself into the likeness of that which I am assuming I am; I know now that I am all that it takes to scale this mountain” 

Neville says that you don’t need anything other than your consciousness/imagination to achieve anything you want. You don’t need money, luck, power, etc. You only need imagination.

How to Manifest

“Take the idea you want to embody, and assume that you are already it. Lose yourself in feeling this assumption is solidly real. As you give it this sense of reality, you have given it the blessing which belongs to the objective world, and you do not have to aid its birth any more than you have to aid the birth of a child or a seed you plant in the ground” 

Define your objective (your desire), create an imaginal act that suggests the fulfillment of that objective, grant it reality, and persist in that new state.

You do not have to take any kind of physical action for it to manifest, you trust in your imaginal act and allow it to come to be on its own.

Do not wait to die to the old state and embody the state that you desire. If you desire something now, change your state now. Fulfill it within imagination the moment you feel it. 

“When my world conforms to my assumption the prophecy is fulfilled”

You were always meant to use your consciousness to manifest your life. In this lecture, Neville is basically saying that the entire point of the Bible is to teach you how to manifest through allegory and metaphor.