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something today that reaffirmed my belief that shifting is real :)

i was babysitting the sweetest little girl and her brother earlier today and the girl and I were talking about dreams and such. She's five, by the way. We're chatting and she suddenly tells me "I don't actually sleep much at night because I spend the night fighting in battles". I laughed and said "oh like in your imagination?" (stupid of me to assume that but whatever) and she replied very firmly, "no, no". So I ask her again, if maybe she meant she has dreams about fighting in battles, and she says "no, not dreaming, It's real". She was so sure about her answer. So I ask her, what is it that you fight? She started telling me about these insect-shaped monsters, showed me the size of them and described how she fought them in the streets at night. Then when she finally wins the battle, she can actually sleep. Her brother came into conversation so we stopped talking about it but multiple children I've babysat or talked to always tell me about these sort of stories. They always make it very clear that it's not a dream, that it's different.I feel like children, who barely have any limiting beliefs, can very easily slip out of reality as they wish. english is not my first language so maybe I didn't explain it really well but ugh the synchronicities are crazy

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Did I gain or lose aura points when I asked the universe to send me an edit of my s/o on tiktok as a sign that I’m connected to my dr and almost immediately after saw an edit of her… and her canon fiancé 💀

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I may need to get over this stupid anxiety I have about scripting romance/an s/o because I just came up with an absolutely brilliant idea for how I could meet/fall in love with the person I think I might like in my DR that would just be so sweet and it would create a potential for a parallel moment and now I’m really excited so maybe I should just script it??

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✶ local girl shifts realities, finds god in a small town & lavender linen spray (storytime)

GUYS. GUYS. GUYS. I SHIFTED. I SHIFTED I SHIFTED I SHIFTED I SHIFTED I SHIFTEDDDDDDDD. i haven't had a successful shifting attempt in almost 2 years. TWO YEARS. i was starting to think it wasn't going to happen again??

i woke up in a bed that wasn't mine but also was. u know the type. perfectly rumpled, cloud-level soft, the kind of bed that has seen gentle mornings and lavender linen spray. sunlight pouring in through my window like god personally decided i deserved a cinematic morning. like okay??!!?? i stared at the ceiling like some idiot. and just. laid there. not thinking. not blinking. just existing. like some tragic victorian window except instead of mourning my dead husband i'm mourning clarity. or a single functional brain cell. for a second i thought i had died. it was too peaceful. too quiet. just birds and the soft sound of the curtain moving slightly in the breeze ❪ it also smelled like pines and clean laundry??? ❫

ANYWAY. i got out of bed like some dainty renaissance wife. the floors were wood, warm, and sort of creaky. i explored my very own apartment. because yes i have one. my very own. no parents. no siblings. just me. my kitchen had a espresso machine and a bowl of white peaches on the counter. there were books stacked on the windowsill, a vase with oriental lilies on the table, and a mug that looked like i had already made tea and forgotten about it.

it's above a bookstore. A BOOKSTORE!!!!! the kind with a crooked wooden sign out front and a little bell that jingles when the door opens. shelves that go all the way up to the ceiling. books in piles on the floor like no one had the heart to organize them. i went down just to look and somehow ended up talking to the shop owner about poetry for like. 40 minutes. i think i love her.

i made my way to the university i'm attending once the summer break is over. the campus is stupidly gorgeous. ivy on the walls, girls reading poetry under the trees, some guy with headphones on sketching something on a notepad under a gazebo. the buildings smelled like rain and old books and just the right amount of despair.

i didn't do much on the first day, i think i was just overwhelmed. i mostly just wandering around town with my hands shaking and my brain was switching between being too loud and too quiet.

and yes. i woke up in my cr and i think something inside of me has died. back where everything is too light and too bright and smells like bad decisions and capitalism. how do you return to normalcy after shifting? how do you go to your 8am classes and pretend nothing happened?

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shifting propaganda you shouldn’t fall for.

what they tell you: this is your original reality. the truth: there’s no original reality. it’s not this, it’s not your dr. there’s not a starting point.

what they tell you: shifting realities is shifting your consciousness to other realities. the truth: you shift your awareness. if you were to shift your consciousness it implies that once you are in your dr your body here doesn’t have consciousness, which goes against everything a living human is.

what they tell you: shifting takes time. the truth: you make your own rules, and there’s not an instruction manual to follow.

what they tell you: once you shift and/or permashift, your version of this reality can’t shift anymore. the truth: you can shift anyway, just to a parallel version of your dr. because every version of you has awareness that can be shifted.

what they tell you: you can’t bring objects from your dr. the truth: you can just shift back to a reality where you have that object.

what they tell you: having multiple s/o is cheating. the truth: this is something between you and you only. you have no right to push your ‘its cheating’ agenda into others, because different realities equals different minds and emotions. so, it’s not cheating.

what they tell you: methods make you shift. the truth: they are just tools that you can or can not use. you are the one shifting, not your methods.

what they tell you: some people can’t shift. the truth: everyone can and everyone is doing it. your thoughts and actions shape reality. of all kinds.

what they tell you: aging yourself up / down is wrong. the truth: in that reality you were always of that age. and your mind is going to have the same mentality of your age.

what they tell you: permashift is not possible. the truth: a reality is not more special then others. even staying here forever can be called permashifting. you can just decide to be aware of your dr forever instead of this.

what they tell you: you have to not care about your cr to shift. the truth: we are not vegetables. you can have all kind of emotions of both your realities and still shift to your dr.

what they tell you: shifting breaks will ruin your process. the truth: shifting is not a process that goes away if you don’t try for more than three months. if you want a break take it.

what they tell you: you can have shifting blockages. the truth: they are not a thing. because you shift your awareness, you can just be aware of you not having so-called blockages. nothing, physicallyc spiritually, mentally, astronomically, can stop you from shifting.

what they tell you: respawning (not remembering this reality) is bad. the truth: it’s not. lmao. it’s not like your body here is going to evaporate.

what they tell you: shifting is complicated. the truth: you can decide how shifting is because you make your own rules. if you want overcomplicate it you can, if you want to oversimplify it you can.

what they tell you: you have to be connected to your dr to shift there. the truth: as long as you are not a bluetooth, it’s not required.

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I’ve been thinking about a reality where my time working at [restaurant] is a tv show, and I think it could be a comedy or a melodrama like Grey’s, because I think there was enough interpersonal drama to sustain that genre too

I would be a side character, one of the longest running ones but definitely not a main character. I was too out of the loop from the drama to be a mc, plus there’s no way I would’ve been missing from the bear spray episode or the episode where Becky fights a customer if I was a main character

I think the most satisfying ending for the series would be when Mason left because you would have the closure of the goodbye episode, but then you would miss out on a lot of drama with the Alex manager upheaval arc. The problem is that while the Alex arc was very entertaining and was a complete end to most of the existing characters in the restaurant, it also wasn’t a happy or satisfying ending because most people left abruptly and without much (or any) closure. So, I think that was the writers trying to essentially clear house for a new cast of characters to come in, which might have worked because the core group was getting a bit comfortable and uncomplicated, but I think it would be too dissatisfying for the audience to be willing to stick it out and meet the new people

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I just realized that if I do fall in love with the person I think I might in my DR, our ship name would be the exact same as the ship name for her and her canon fiancé 💀

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so…i shifted!

yes. i did it. it sounds fucking insane to even think about because it took me 5 years to do it and i finally did this morning at like 5am. (i actually don’t know the time but that’s my estimate).

i was having a hard time with shifting prior to it and this morning. i had my friend do a tarot reading on me and it said id shift but i needed to let go.

“coincidentally”, i kind of just woke up out of my sleep randomly and was like, “i guess i should shift.” so i got into a comfortable position, no subliminals, just affirmations.

i started counting and affirming, i said “i am” a few times and what i think i said that helped me the most was, “idc about anything, just my dr. i don’t care about how i feel rn, just my dr. i feel my dr self, i am myself.”

my visualization got stronger too though. like i started saying the most personal things to my dr self’s life and was saying other stuff like, “i feel the sheets, i feel the studio soundboard, i feel what it’s like hugging my members, etc”

that really pushed me to getting to my dr. the next thing i know, i feel a tunnel deadass PULLING me. i could see this blueish white tunnel and my eyes kept blinking, and my heart was beating really fast.

i then heard a voice. my brain automatically said, “that’s rosè” and i was like hell nahhh. i just assumed it was my mom or sister later on in the day but my brain said it was her, not them. odd enough itself.

i felt personal to that reality in a way i’ve never felt before too & i started to get memories & emotions from my dr self.

i could feel myself hugging my s/o from a memory, it was all insane.

i felt her—she was me.

overall, i don’t even see anyone from my dr the same anymore. it’s all different. everything is so different.

i’d say this is proof that you dont necessarily have to see your dr in the 3D for you to shift/for it to be real.

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I really want to script an s/o and make moodboards and edits of us and plan out things BUT my brain is dumb and every time I think of someone I may be interested in, it tells me that I can’t *know* that I’ll like that person and that we’ll be good together (unless I script it, which doesn’t prevent me from choosing the “wrong” person (again this is my brain being dumb))

This is especially a problem because I have a hard time identifying romantic feelings even when I know the person irl, and I don’t know these people irl *yet* and so it’s even harder to tell how I’ll feel about them

And my plan has just been to script that anyone I like will have the potential to (and be likely to) like me back, but I’m impatient!!! And right now I have a person I really think I’ll have a crush on when I get there and I want to talk about it but it feels like a lie?? Like I don’t want to post about her and then later have to be like “jk lmao I finally shifted and I actually don’t like her like that I just think she’s cool” 😭

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everyday i thank myself for not giving up on shifting because i’ve been doing this shit for five years and it took me until like a couple days ago to do it the first time. so to the people who’ve been trying for years: I GET YOU!!!!!! YOU CAN DO IT!!! IN FACT YOU WILL!!!!!

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hi. um. guys?????? i shifted???????????

its embarrassing. because i was literally in the toilet. and i thought to myself, ‘wouldn’t it be funny if i shifted right now?’. and i shifted. to my gamer//streamer//better reality. what the fuck .

(i know i made a post about how if i shifted i would never come back but…….. i have to share this. its the only reason why i shifted back here. next time i shift though? you guys are NOT hearing about it)

quick rundown : i was studying for my chemistry exam that will happen next week in this reality. i needed to use the bathroom. so i went. i started thinking about shifting because i was bored out of my mind. i said ‘fuck it let me try’, closed my eyes, and BOOM. i’m in a different bathroom. the bathroom i had scripted would be my bathroom in my small apartment. in my dr.

i freaked out a little bit because i am NOT nonchalant. i looked at myself in the mirror and I WAS SO BEAUTIFULLLLLLLLLLLLL i mean its my cr face but just improved to my liking BUT I WAS SO BEAUTIFULLL. and i said that aloud too, which freaked me out because my voice is a little different too (it was a bit smoother and soothing idk its my voice feels weird to describe it). my hair was tied up in a bun and i didn’t feel like letting it down, but my fringe was cut so nicely. it fit my face. and it wasn’t poking me in the eyes. i had some strands of hair that were also shorter that had fell out of the bun but it looked very pinterest-esque. very picture worthy. i looked picture worthy. the whole time i was like a movie character sat down at their vanity inspecting their face obsessively. if the mirror had a consciousness it would think i am deranged or something idk . moving onnnnnnn

my bathroom was so nicely decorated i was proud of myselffff. the colours????? the teal the magenta-ish purple the orange????? i had my chanel makeup products all over the sink counter too. it was so chic . guys i am so fucking cool . i feel great about myself now.

and you have to know. the apartment i scripted i owned has a wonderful view. its gorgeous. the galata tower AND the bosphorus?????? and it was a bright, cloudless day. a bit windy. the leaves on the trees were swaying and the sun was so bright it was making the bosphorus water twinkle . i opened the windows (which i didn’t even think about how) to let the breeze in. the air!!!! was clean!!!!!! no smell of petrol!!!!! air pollution is gone!!!!!! my lungs felt great sfkjhsekf IT WAS AMAZING

i didn’t spend much time there (in my dr) because i was a bit shell-shocked///flabbergasted///confuddled and like. i can shift back anytime and anywhere. i know that now, given the fact that i literally shifted… when i was in the toilet…. whilst doing my business.

but in the little time i spent there, i went into my bedroom (AGAIN, FLAWLESSLY DECORATED . I LOVE MYSELF) and just looked at everything. i had all of my perfumes on a silver platter on my bedside table. i had byredo’s mohave ghost. j’adore dior. nishane’s hundred silent ways. issey miyake’s l'eau d'issey (the blue one. i LOVE that one). orabella salted muse. twilly d’hermes. tom ford’s soleil neige. i had a sephora perfume section next to my bed at this point. i would’ve sprayed them all but i didn’t want to cause a sneezing hazard. i did spray soleil neige because i wanted to know if it would smell good on me. and it did, of course.

i had paintings hung up on the wall where my bed was situated. and the paintings were the art on my pinterest board. they were framed in fancy gold looking frames (they were painted gold. not actual gold). i had tears in my eyes,,,,,,, my bedroom was so gorgeous. it was great.

my bed?????????? silk bedsheets in light pink. i laid down on it for a minute. it was so so so soft. and so inviting i almost wanted to fall asleep but i resisted. i had a persian rug with purple-magenta, teal & dark blue and beige details it was so beautiful . it made my bare feet feel warm and the texture was smooth enough to not annoy me (i am sensitive about those things, i fear).

i had scripted that my closer is far bigger than it looks (barbie: dreamhouse style) and it was. i didn’t question the how. but it was a huge, gorgeous room, full of beautiful clothing. the lighting was not too dim but not too bright and so it didn’t hurt my eyes. and the CLOTHES AAAAAAAAA. zimmerman floral dresses. blumarine . archival miu miu. but also: rick owens. maison margiela (THE TABI COLLECTION I HAD. AAAAA). i had ann demeulemeester boots!!!! i had an archival dior dress (the black and lavender knit dress from fw1998). i had more than one archival dior dress. i had alexander mcqueen leather jackets. ugh it was so sexy . i felt the material, brushed my fingertips on all of those. i felt delirious. it seemed too good to be true, BUT IT WAS TRUE. it was REAL. moving on the closet was museum material . i was having the time of my life.

and then . i laid my eyes on the beautiful pc setup i had. and i couldn’t help it. i sat down and played some sims 4. i could use shaders!!!!!!! it was running smoothly!!!!!!! no glitches!!!!!!!!!!

basically: i spent an hour looking around my apartment and the rest was spent in create-a-sim on my computer. because i could literally shift realities and still be a sims girlie. it is embedded into my DNA.

i had the time of my life guys. i didn’t even look at my phone once. it was on my bed. but i didn’t want to look because i was too preoccupied crashing out about my pulitzer prize worthy closet and the view from my windows . but my computer had the date and it was may 6th 2022. which was the year i wanted to shift to. MY COMPUTER WAS ALSO SO AESTHETIC (i had apple’s dynamic wallpaper…. and some folders that i had edited to look like cat memes. i’m exaggerating . just a little bit) AAAAaaaaaaAAaaaaaa everything was so good i’m gonna cry. i felt so much relief!!!! so much happiness!!!! i didn’t know i could feel this way!!!!!!!!

anyway i finished making my sim and just sat there because i got a little bored. and then i thought that maybe sharing this joy with all of you would be nice of me to do. and i sort of wanted to. even though i am going to permashift and made a post saying that i wouldn’t be back. nevertheless, i decided to shift back here to make this post.

so, hey. the moral of the story is::::: SHIFTING IS REAL. ITS SO REAL. NEVER GIVE UP YOU CAN HAVE WHATEVER YOU WANTTTTTTTTTTT

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(ps. if there are any typos or any sentences that make no sense, it is because i am shaking out of excitement and joy whilst i type this)

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Realizing that sleeping—something I do all the time— includes my consciousness detaching from my CR body helped me address my subconscious fears pertaining to shifting.

And this tweet had me thinking about how it’s the same method we use to shift!

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Y'all ever scroll through shiftblr and think "when I shift, which one of y'all is gonna script me in as your celebrity best friend" like am I gonna come on this app in my dr and seem oomf scripted me as their brother and they have no clue

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I didn’t try to shift last night bc this weekend is very busy for me and I felt too overwhelmed, BUT today I drove through the intersection of 111th St and Whipple Ave where there was a fire station and a bus with the number 222 on it

I’m so aligned with my DR this is crazy, I’m definitely gonna shift next time I try 🤭

Locking in to shift to my Station 19/Grey’s Anatomy DR and then in the span of like an hour I had a random conversation with my parents that somehow included the names Sullivan, Gibson, Vic, and Wildfires (a bar apparently) and then a fire truck, ambulance, and fire chief car drove past us 😃

They were talking about restaurants I’ve never heard of and comedians I don’t know, and we very rarely see those emergency vehicles driving around here so uhhhh I think I am pretty aligned with my DR and yes I am shifting tonight thank you

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Locking in to shift to my Station 19/Grey’s Anatomy DR and then in the span of like an hour I had a random conversation with my parents that somehow included the names Sullivan, Gibson, Vic, and Wildfires (a bar apparently) and then a fire truck, ambulance, and fire chief car drove past us 😃

They were talking about restaurants I’ve never heard of and comedians I don’t know, and we very rarely see those emergency vehicles driving around here so uhhhh I think I am pretty aligned with my DR and yes I am shifting tonight thank you

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I keep hearing that one snippet of Wait For Me from Hadestown on tiktok and all I can think about is my DR and how hard I’m trying to get to the people I love there

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come here. yes, you. come here. closer. till our foreheads touch and im gazing into your eyes. you’re me and im you. consciousness dictating reality. i'm going to say this nicely, and i'll need you to hear me out. a message from me to you, you to me, you to you, me to me. stop letting the 3d dictate whether or not you have your desire.

you're playing hooky with God and yet you're panicking about a hall pass. (i assume. i have no idea how the american school system works.) you're on a whole other metaphysical plane of existence, cigarette in hand, and yet you're worried that your desire won't show. babe. sweetheart. it's going to show. it's embedded in your bone marrow, imprinted in your soul. it's yours the moment you decided it is.

i sit here. eating grapes like they're divine and will heal me. i crush them up as a pale imitation of the wine i am too young to drink. (legally.) paradoxical vegan soy milk adjacent to the computer screen, lip stain around the rim of the glass cup. but the moment i assume i'm in my dr. i am. regardless of what the 3d shows me. regardless whatever i feel, see, touch, hear, and taste. fuck the senses. they shift last. reality will flicker and i'll find myself in the one i want to be in. i'm in my dr. blunt in hand. gazing out from my balcony at the night life. at the silhouette of skyscrapers against the dark sky. at the open window with orange light pouring through someone's apartment, where i see shadows making out.

don't let the 3d dictate whether or not you have your desire because you do the moment you decide you have it.

~ from, a girl in her oversized grey tee and mismatched red striped pajama pants and peeling black nail polish

(ib: @hrrtshape)