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What do I even do after i enter the Void State

It’s me again, and honestly—I’m kind of confused. This isn’t a shifting storytime, more like a mid-journey ramble because I really don’t understand what’s going on.

I’ve still never shifted, but getting into the void state? That’s never been a problem. It takes me five minutes tops, no exaggeration. I don’t use any method, I just do whatever makes sense to me in the moment. I know my strengths, I know what helps me focus, and I usually put on a subliminal I like while I lay down. Most of the time it’s super late—around 3am—when I’m tired but not quite ready to sleep. My eyes start feeling heavy and that’s usually when I decide, “Okay, let’s try.” I lie down, put my subliminal on, and just start focusing on my DR. Sometimes I even pretend I’m already there, just straight-up gaslight myself into thinking my surroundings are already part of my DR. But honestly, most of the time I don’t even have to do that. The void state just... happens. It always starts the same: a floating feeling, then numbness, and then suddenly I don’t feel my body anymore. It’s just my consciousness floating in a black space, completely still, with my heart racing like I’m about to explode from the inside out. And then? Nothing. Just me trying to stay calm, trying not to open my eyes too soon.

But I always do.

My thoughts start getting messy, I panic a little, and boom—I’m back. That’s how most of my attempts go. I’ve done maybe three or four lately and they all ended like that.

But last night? Something different happened.

I still didn’t shift, but I swear I’ve never felt anything like that before. I got into the void again, like always, but this time it was deeper. Way deeper. Like the usual floating and numbness were there, sure, but then it turned into nothingness. I don’t even know how to explain it. It was just me, without a body, without a sense of space or sound. The blanket I was under? Didn’t exist. My airpods? Gone. Just pure stillness.

And even though I panicked and opened my eyes like I always do, it didn’t feel like a failure. Not this time. My heart was still racing but I felt… happy. Genuinely. Because that was the closest I’ve ever been. I’ve never felt more sure that I was right there, like if I had just waited a little longer or done one small thing differently, I could’ve shifted. I’ve heard people say that once you’re in the void you need to immediately focus on your DR and fully act like you’re already there. So that’s what I’m trying next. I’m still figuring things out as I go, but last night made something click. I’ve never felt that close. I’m not even frustrated, just kind of in shock. It made me realize how far I’ve come, and that maybe I’m one tiny step away from actually doing it.

Notes to self:

– You’re not doing anything wrong. The fact that you got that far means something.

– Next time, don’t panic. Just exist. Let it happen.

– Try focusing on your DR the second you feel yourself dissolve. No more waiting.

– Trust your process. It’s working. Even if it doesn’t feel like it right away.

– You’re close. So, so close.

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EYE GUESS i shifted again in a lucid dream ?

OK hi again i wasn't planning to write this one down, mostly because it happened a couple weeks ago and i almost forgot about it entirely. but forgetting feels wrong. it feels like erasing something important just because it didn’t come with answers or closure. so here i am, documenting another strange page in the notebook of my shifting journey.

to be clear, shifting isn’t something i chase obsessively. i’ve only made a handful of attempts. it’s never been about desperation or escape—more like curiosity, and a deep, quiet fascination. sometimes i take breaks. not because it’s exhausting—it isn’t, at least not for me—but because life gets loud and shifting falls to the background. i always find my way back though.

this time, it started with nothing. no method. no intention. just me, somewhere around 2 or 3am, exhausted and probably still holding my phone, half-asleep after scrolling through tiktok. i let the screen go dark, and slipped into sleep like i always do: without meaning to.

then came the lucid dream. it felt like the usual kind—fragmented, floating through scenes i didn’t quite control. i’ve lucid dreamed enough to know the rhythm of it. the blurred edges. the half-awareness. things shift randomly. doors appear. people change. it never really makes sense.

but this time, something did. i found myself in what looked like an arcade, but not a normal one. this one was built for virtual reality, like a playground for simulations. i remember trading something for tickets—don’t ask what, the memory’s slippery—but i had to give something to get inside. strange metaphor, now that i think about it.

i approached the girl at the desk—register? counter? she felt like a gatekeeper more than anything. she let me in. i walked toward one of the gaming machines, and then i just stood there. i didn’t press anything. i didn’t even know what i was doing.

and then it happened.

everything shifted. i can’t explain it. not really. it felt like i woke up inside the dream, but not in the usual lucid way. this was something else. my body started to float, gently, like i had been picked up by invisible hands. colors spun around me in a tunnel—vibrant, electric, unreal. it was every sci-fi depiction of time travel, but more... intimate. more alive.

and i felt everything. not like in normal dreams, where sensations are dulled and distant. this was visceral. intense. overwhelming in the best way. like my soul was being pulled in every direction at once and for a moment, i wasn’t dreaming. i was just there. suspended between worlds.

but the tunnel didn’t lead anywhere. no destination. no shifted reality. no dramatic reveal. just stillness, and then nothing. i don’t know if i woke up, or if the dream dissolved, or if i was dropped back into my body like a coin tossed into water. all i know is the feeling stopped, and the world went quiet again.

this is the second time something like this has happened to me—this “shift within a lucid dream” experience. and i don’t know if it counts as shifting, but i’ve had so many lucid dreams, and nothing like this has ever happened until i returned to shifting. it feels connected, somehow. like the intention opened a door, even if i’m still standing on the threshold.

anyway. i’m back from my little break. it’s summer now, which means i finally have the time to slow down, breathe, and explore again. i still don’t follow any set method—I kind of love figuring it out on my own. and maybe that’s enough. maybe this journey isn’t about strict routines or instant results. maybe it’s about surrendering to moments like these.

even if they don’t lead anywhere. even if they leave me with more questions than answers. because sometimes, the not-knowing is the most magical part.

—that's it ^_^ 🕯️

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My weird shifting experience : i shifted in a lucid dream ?

Hey everyone! I'm new to both Tumblr and reality shifting, but I figured I’d share something strange that happened to me last night—because I genuinely don’t know what to make of it.

So quick background: I’m not deep into shifting (yet), and I haven’t really taken it that seriously so far. I’ve done a few casual attempts, but honestly, I just really enjoy the whole vibe of it. Making scripts, creating Pinterest boards, journaling, meditating... it’s all part of the journey, and it makes me happy in its own way. Results would be amazing, sure—but the process is half the fun.

Anyway. In my previous attempts, the most I’ve ever experienced are what people usually call “symptoms” (even though ppl say there is no such official thing). For me, it's mostly floating sensations or that weird heavy-head feeling, like your body is dozing off while your mind stays awake. Nothing wild, nothing dramatic.

But last night was... different.

I went to bed around 3 a.m. (finals season is brutal), and I was so stressed it took me forever to fall asleep. When I finally did, I slipped into a lucid dream—which isn’t totally new for me, I tend to lucid dream more often than average. The dream itself was the usual kind of chaos: random events that kinda-sorta made sense but also didn’t. You know how it is.

Then suddenly, I was in a room. Just—boom—I was there. No idea how I got there, it felt like I teleported or something. There was a mirror in front of me. I looked into it, and that’s when things got weird. I started to feel like I was falling asleep again inside the dream. My body felt floaty, my head heavy—same as before. But I was still lucid dreaming.

And for some reason, I just knew. I had this intense feeling like, “Wait... this is it. I’m shifting. It’s actually happening.”

Then I opened my eyes and I was flying. Like, literally soaring through the air.

Quick note: my desired reality is in the House of the Dragon universe, it’s silly but it’s my hyperfixation right now and I love it.

The thing is… I’m not 100% sure that’s where I ended up. I don’t think it was, but it was definitely medieval-ish. I was flying above a group of girls in what looked like old-timey dresses—they were giggling, and there was even a horse casually strolling by. And it all felt way too real. Like not just vivid, but physically real. I could feel the wind on my face and the sensation of my body gliding through the air.

It only lasted a few seconds, though. I panicked, and next thing I know, I was “awake” again—but still in the lucid dream. Not in my CR, not in real life. Just... some weird in-between state. And after that? Total blank. I must’ve kept dreaming, but I can’t remember anything else.

So now I’m here, wondering: did I actually shift for a moment? Was it just a really intense lucid dream-within-a-dream type of thing? Is that even a thing??

I’ve seen people talk about lucid dreaming methods where you make yourself lucid dream, open a portal or something, and shift through that—but I’ve never really followed any methods myself. I just vibe with affirmations, subliminals I like, and go with the flow.

Anyway, no idea if anyone will read this, but it feels nice to just put it out there. Whatever that was, it was definitely the wildest experience I’ve had on this journey so far. It was weird, exciting, a little freaky—but kinda magical too.

My shifting journey is far from over, and honestly, I’m looking forward to whatever comes next. As long as I’m enjoying the ride, that’s what really matters.