#multiple realities

[theantarwitch]

I have a "dream" but I actually think I went to another dimension or something lol

First, I dream a lot, I remember mostly of my dreams and I know them, I know how they feel when I wake up like "nnngg wtf zzzz". This one didn't matched to anything I dreamed before. I don't do astral travel, I don't have lucid dreams. Maybe are they, maybe are not. Yet the thing was extremely interesting and detailed to just let it be.

Was like a switch, I was sleeping, typical emptiness ko sleep... and then... Peace, the most joyful, overwhelming, heart fiilling peace I ever felt in my entire life. There wasn't a hint of fear, nothing bad, not even confusion, neither a memory, it was as my brain was empty of all kind of experiences.

I was just a bunch of beautiful sparks floating around, I had no body, no parts, no nothing. The sparks were my body, my soul, my mind, my all. I floated softly around, there was no rush, just peace.

I felt like I knew the place, but not a familiarity of "I was there before", way beyond that, was a "I born here, I belong here, me, them, you, all of us". There also was a beautiful feeling of familiarity with others, even when I was not seeing others, I was sure there was others, because is where we all belong.

I floated in what I can say was inside a kaleidoscope, a massive one, a soft one. There wasn't sharp points, no strong lights, there was softness, soft patches of reality, of flowers and clouds, where I could swear I could feel them with my fingers, even when I didn't have fingers of body.

I floated for what my body on earth felt like minutes. Because I was aware of where was my earthly body, I knew I was in bed, I felt the smile on my face. Yet "me" wasn't with my body, was there, floating in the kaleidoscope of realities, in joy and peace. Minutes for me in earth, decades for my self on that plane. Because is what it felt, like if time was a second and a year at the same time, like if time was not longer time, not even a construct, time wasn't longer there. No time, no space, just a "there". Floating as a tiny spark in the kaleidoscope, for decades. A beautiful spark with many tiny sparks around, colorful and colorless, cause they were too many colors at once, it was white and all the colors at the same time.

I floated and I knew that each part of that kaleidoscope was a realm, a reality, a time, a space, a world, from countless worlds. Not in a scifi alien way, more like multiple realities one. All was happening there. I didn't saw anything but I felt it, I knew it, as everyone of us knew it. There was the past and the future and the present, of each reality of the endless realities. Endless living humans, endless deaths, endless births, endless love and suffering, endless laughter, endless dreams and conflict, endless war and peace, all happening together, all there at the reach of my "hand".

I knew what to do, I knew I was free to pick any of them to see, to help, to watch. I knew I will be free to choose where to born again, as soon I end here. Because I see it, each realm exploding there, there is no mystery anymore, all happened already and is happening at the same time.

I pick one, not to exist, hence I still exist here, but my soul can go. Is a beautiful place, a bunch of ladies reunited around a round table. They have factions that are a mild point between Arab and Oriental, dressed in their beautiful and colorful long clothes, similar to the ethnic traditional hindu style.

They were sitted around the table, cleaning fruits, talking in a language I never heard before. Fruits I never saw before. In the table, between other things was a beautiful golden feather next a candle, somewhat I knew that it was in honor to her father of one of the young ladies. A deceased father. I felt like I got a order, to move the feather. I did it, the ladies gasped and got closer.

When I did that, I felt like someone out there thought I spent way too much time on that beautiful land. Some kind of very old, very fatherly, very wise and lovingly massive energy just push me gently away, just like as we take and move our cat away of a candle. It felt like that, as if I wasn't supposed to be there for that long, I was going to hurt myself but I didn't knew. That force knew. It, they, it knew it ALL, it was the supreme force of compassion and endless patience.

It felt like a master watching a studen, as the hug of a beloved mother, with the patience and temperance of a hundred monks. It felt like if would smile if I insulted it, or would cover me with a blanket if I had a tantrum. Permissive, gently, quiet. No voice, it spoke with energy. No face, no body, nothing. Was not even "visually" there, it just felt as if it WAS literally everywhere around. As if me and the kaleidoscope of realms was inside it.

Who knew how long my soul spent there in that timeless land, it definitely felt like years, and maybe I wasn't supposed to stay years as I'm still alive. That ancient supreme force just gently shove me away, like "go back to dream, child" and I left in a blink, I get into another random dream, which felt like a normal dream, where I behave as a dream, absurd, pointless, in my brain, confusing and even scary. A dream that is don't even worthy to mention.

And I wake up. Was definitely not a dream, and my heart miss that place, that joy, I feel homesick and sad from a place beyond places. I cry because I'm here and I don't know why I'm here. I have questions that I can't answer and a mix of joy for be able to experience it, and the pain for being pushed away. Maybe that's what a cat feels when we put them down the table. I just have so many questions, and the need to be near that warm, massive ancient kindness that I can't avoid to see as a God-like. Who knows, maybe was just a dream… or not…

[ahfrickenfrick]

HI!!!! Okay this is a little drabble about ranboo living different lives… if that makes sense?? Like they all connect?? Anyways lol, ignore mistakes for now pls <3

⚠️CONTENT WARNING FOR GORE BTW!!!⚠️

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They’ve lived a lot of lives.

And not really lives, more like moments. They can’t really remember the first, it being so long ago.

When it began, they thought they were dreaming, and then they didn’t return, and now here they are.

Drowning in lives and stories, some they return to, others not. They see beginnings and ends, love and death, creation and destruction.

Reoccurring worlds were the worst. Past mistakes staring blankly, punishments for things they didn’t do, but who would believe them? No one has, it’s likely no one ever would if they did tell.

Death was a reoccurring theme.

They’ve felt it, it’s claws digging into their skin, the pain lasting multiple worlds, until it subsides to a dull throb, constantly there, a firm reminder.

It’s happened four times, four of their own deaths that follow like a phantom.

A shot through the heart, saving a life, throwing away one, having someone throw away yours.

They were all unique, all held their own pain. It was supposed to be an ordinary dinner party, an ordinary day being a hero, being a servant, being controlled…

The dinner party, they were just supposed to have a family dinner, who knew their grandfather would have a gun? Who knew that’s when they would first feel Death’s lips, after living for so long, they never thought it possible.

The pain in their chest had practically disappeared when the next happened. Hundreds of worlds, and the ache lived on, but again, a firm reminder of what could happen.

One world they woke up a hero, living the day saving civilians with their quips and webs, until a super villain gets an upper hand, and pierces their gut. They somehow defeat the villain, but end up in a puddle of their own blood, wondering if they died in vain.

Right after this, they woke up in a world where they were an Angel, an obedient servant ready to do the Lord’s work.

And they stayed there. Days and days passing with no change, this world slowly became their only reality.

One day a new Angel joined, and they showed him around. Maybe they become friends, maybe more…

They were banished and thrown down anyways, finally not being alone in their death, they held on tight, feeling a sickening crack from his body before blinding pain went through theirs.

They woke up in a red covered bed, swallowing screams.

The worlds continued after that, their bones ached, their mind ached, they were so tired.

Worlds continued, some just going through a day of school, others a 9-5 job, even a video game character.

This was something they missed, just everyday changing, their past staying their, their deaths staying in the past, it was perfect.

They didn’t have to think.

And then they woke up with a mask on their face, digging into their flesh, mind going blank, different flashes of memory missing.

People to love, people to lose, choices to make, people to put faith in, everything on the line.

This felt different, this world, the door to other worlds…

The blanks in memory got worse, different rooms, but the mask was always there, always digging, sometimes shocking…

Choices they didn’t make.

Friends, people who have been in other worlds being there.

Most people in their different worlds stayed constant if they payed close enough attention, but they were all familiar faces.

They needed to save them.

And they didn’t.

They couldn’t even save themselves.

In the end, with everyone’s bloods on their hands, they begged for it all to end.

Even with the mask they felt blood trickle from their mouth down their throat, begging for them to chose death, for it to end because it meant everything would end.

The spikes dived into their skull.

And it all went black.

[marlynnofmany]

Right? "Share your secrets, OP!"

I think it's hilarious that hands down the worst way to learn magic is the actual rulebook. Please do not read that. It's just there for reference when something weird happens

[digitalcardinal]

I woke up this morning.

I don't know where I am, nor what I am supposed to be.

But I am.

And I woke up this morning.

[adilynnyuri]

✧･*🌷positively overthinking🌐✧･*

(Kinda long vaunt coz I kinda wanna brag bout it)

🪐◖ Why does EVERYTHING happens like i ever wanted??? It's so tiring for me to handle being a perfectionist!

🪐◗ I am literally so tired from getting compliments from people coz they literally LOVE to brag about how perfect I am!

🪐◖ ANY KINDA perfect opportunities in my life literally CHASE ME and wants me to get spoiled in every aspect possible!

🪐◗ I literally have so many good hearted people by my side ALWAYS who would do ANYTHING FOR ME! AND THEY WILL NEVER LEAVE ME!

🪐◖ Why does my life have to be this perfect??? EVERY SINGLE PERSON who sees me wants to compliment me and spoil me in every way I wanted!

���◗ I AM LITERALLY GETTING SO MUCH MONEY FOR NO REASON WHAT?? LIKE PEOPLE LITERALLY GIVE ME MONEY FOR NO REASON. I EASILY GET MONEY WITHOUT EVEN ME ACTUALLY WANTING IT!

🪐◖ WHY does my face and body have to be this perfect??? People can't stop COMPLIMENTING HOW PERFECT I AM! MY BAWDY IS SO CUTE AND HAWT. MY FACE LOOKS LIKE IT WAS SCULPTED BY FINEST ARTISTS. 　

🪐◗ WHY do I manifest ANYTHING SO FASTLY?? LIKE HOW?? I MEAN YEAH, I KNOW I AM A MASTER IN MANIFESTING BUT THIS QUICK AND INSTANT??

🪐◖ EVEN I am shocked by seeing how perfect I am in every single aspect! Literally I WIN IN EVERY FUCKING THING??

🪐◗ If winning in every aspect of my life was a crime, then i guess I am criminal then. I CAN'T STOP LOOKING AT MYSELF AS I AM SO PERFECT!

🪐◖ Everything in my life is totally magically perfect. Why? I really don't know! EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE HAS BEEN PERFECT FROM THE START. I AM NOT CAPABLE OF LOSING.

🪐◗ People always think that I am too lucky to be like this. But it's so tough being THE MOST PRETTIEST, THE MOST INTELLIGENT, THE MOST HUMOUROUS, THE MOST CARING PERSON IN THE WHOLE UNIVERSE!　　

🪐◖ I have the most perfect health ever!! LITERALLY I NEVER GET SICK AT ANY INSTANCE! I AM SO HEALTHY THAT THE DOCTORS ARE SHOCKED!?

🪐◗ EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE IS PERFECT! NO MATTER WHAT EVERYTHING WORKS OUT IN MY FAVOUR!

With lots of love,

ADILYNN YURI 🤍🌷

[frownyalfred]

Bruce revealing his secret identity to Ollie is always funny to me because it usually starts as “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me this, we’ve been friends for years and I was also a vigilante” and swiftly becomes “so that threesome we had behind the fountain at that last gala wasn’t real???”

[sunnynwanda]

Black hole

Part 2 for the Wedding bells snippet. The next parts can be found here and the finale.

The moment their eyes land on the ring, Hero jerks up. The slumber is chased from their eyes as their pulse picks up. It seems to be racing against time itself, frantic to comprehend the wave of heat crushing over Hero's head. They sit up in their bed, staring at their left hand. They know this ring. They've seen it one too many times in their dreams to forget its familiar weight on their finger.

They fold their elbow, allowing their hand to balance in the air. It doesn't feel foreign at all. Though it should. Hero was never a fan of jewellery, and it's not like their line of work allowed it, so they never wore much. But this, it feels comfortable. Like it belongs on their finger. Like it's always been there.

Hero exhales loudly, waving their hands over their face to counter the heat that blushes their cheeks. The movement sends a sharp jolt of pain between their ribs, causing them to stop with a hiss. Wait. Hero carefully peels their shirt off, examining their wound - a treated wound, mind you.

How the hell... and who..? 

They stop mid-thought. It seems they attempted to ignore a certain constant in their dreams for far too long. It's time they found out the truth of what was happening with their mind and, apparently, now body as well. And there's only one way to do it.

The bell chimes, announcing the arrival of a new customer. The coffee shop is rather empty for a Saturday morning, and Hero assumes not many were willing to wake up this early for a cup of coffee. Only two customers are waiting for their orders, and three more are at the counter.

Hero gets in line behind Villain, standing a little closer than necessary to whisper into their ear. "Hi."

"Jesus Christ," Villain jumps, glancing around to locate the intruder. "You scared the fuck out of me!" They complain, turning back aroun to face the counter and avoid Hero's scanning eyes.

"Since when are you scared of me?" Hero chuckles at their back, unfazed by the hostility. They need answers, and Villain's mood is of no concern to them. "Is that a new development?"

"Fuck off, I'm not committing a crime," their nemesis retorts, rolling their eyes at the customer in front of them that is taking their sweet time choosing a goddamn drink. Villain cannot fathom what could be taking this long.

"Are you not?" Hero muses, nudging their arm as they come to stand side by side. Villain's face is void of emotions despite the harshness of their words.

"We're in a coffee shop - you think I'm that desperate?" Villain quirks a brow. They sigh in relief when the person in front of them finally makes a choice, stepping aside to wait for their order.

"I don't know," Hero admits, but as Villain steps to the counter, they think of a way to test the waters. "Be a darling - grab me a coffee."

With that, Hero walks towards the corner table. Villain is stunned by the sudden change in their interaction style but shrugs and - much to Hero's surprise - obeys.

When they place the paper cup in front of Hero, they only hum in appreciation. As Villain sits opposite them, Hero decides to keep their charade up. They shrug their coat off, visibly wincing at the excessive movement.

"Does it still hurt?" Villain asks without thinking. Hero can bet they don't realise what they said yet. Just how far away is your mind?

"Yeah, it's a nasty cut," they take a sip of their coffee and have to stop a satisfied groan from escaping. Villain nods, staring out of the window absentmindedly.

Hero watches their face, noting their bloodshot eyes and bitten lips, before glancing at their long fingers wrapped around their cup and not finding a matching band. "Where's your ring?"

It's entirely out of the blue, and Villain is positively out of it because they reply before they can process the question and its implications. "I left it on the sink."

"After washing my blood off your hands?" Hero's intense gaze finally manages to draw Villain's attention.

"Wait, what?" Their face remains composed, but the storm in their eyes is a combination of shock and horror. Their fingers grip the poor paper cup until it bends in, causing the hot liquid to spill over their fingers, slightly burning their skin. Villain can't feel it.

"It was real, wasn't it?" Hero asks though the answer is clear now. They grab a napkin and reach for Villain's hand, forcing them to place the cup down.

"I don't know what you're talking about," it's a poor attempt at a save, given the tightness in their voice, but Villain had to try. Their brain is foggy with anxiety and something else they won't name because hope is a luxury they cannot afford. Not unless they are sure.

"Mhm," Hero nods and finishes with their fingers, discarding the napkin on the table before looking up at them. Villain struggles to keep their face emotionless when Hero's palm covers their knuckles gently. "So you guessed I was wounded?"

"You're always wounded. I'm used to your clumsiness," Villain jerks their hand away from Hero's grip, trying their best to sound snarky. "Tactical research, is all."

"Does knowing my coffee order provide a tactical advantage as well?" Hero quips, leaning back against their chair. Their ribs feel like they are about to crumble in, but their wound doesn't seem to be the sole reason.

"If I choose to poison you," Villain hates the way their stomach turns when Hero gives them a lopsided grin, their lips parting enough to reveal their front teeth.

Villain loves that goddamn grin so fucking much. 

"You mean to tell me it was all a dream?" Hero takes a sip of their drink, watching Villain fumble over the brim of their cup.

"Of course," Villain confirms in a decently confident tone, twisting the napkin between their fingers until it rips. "In what world would I marry you?"

Got you.

"Sure," Hero has to press their lips together to keep their smile at bay. They wait for a moment to make sure their voice is stable and to let the tension brew. If Villain's twitching is any sign at all, they are doing a fantastic job of it. "I didn't mention the wedding, though."

Shit. 

Villain bites their tongue as hard as they can. They taste blood, but that's what they get for not keeping their godforsaken mouth shut. Hero's stare is unrelenting and curious.

"You know I always feel sick when you use your powers on me. No wonder I've been so sick recently," Hero is right, they know that. They know everything about Hero, in fact. It doesn't make this any easier. "You're gonna have to explain what's going on."

"I-" Villain sighs, shaking their head. The sheer terror of telling Hero what's happening overwhelms them. There is no way they can put into words just what they've been going through.

The scope of their misfortune borders catastrophic ranges, with them caged in the very centre of the black hole that keeps compressing inside, threatening to shatter the universe over their head while they watch.

All they can do is watch.

Over and over again until their mind breaks.

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[girlyassumes]

Manifesting multiple things at once

I know this isn't encouraged a whole lot and a number of people tend to feel more comfortable focusing on one manifestation at a time, which is fine. However, there are plenty of us who have multiple things we're looking to manifest and we might want all of those things to fall into place with each other or one after another, especially if one or more of the things is desired to be done on a time-crunch. So that begs the question: Can we manifest all of these things at once? The answer is: Of course we can. There are no limits or rules when it comes to manifesting.

Techniques we can use to help

If you already have the clearest vision of all of your manifestations, cheers to you. You most likely won't have an issue manifesting multiple things at the same time. HOWEVER, you can have this clear vision while still being unsure of how to manifest it all.

Affirming isn't a technique, but HOW we affirm is a technique. So, the easiest way to do it when you very clearly know what you want is using an umbrella affirmation. To define what that is, it's a very simple affirmation that embodies/encompasses all of your desires. You're simply telling yourself that you already have everything you want. The one Neville Goddard coined is "Isn't it wonderful?" It's so simple, but you're affirming that you have everything by telling yourself your life is wonderful. You subconsciously already know what you want, you're just affirming that you're living in the reality you see as wonderful. Of course you don't have to use that exact affirmation. Use one that feels easiest for you to tell yourself. Here's some examples: "I have everything I desire," "I manifested everything I wanted," "I'm living my dream life," "I'm living in my desired reality."

On the flip side, let's say you have multiple manifestations in mind, but it feels jumbled up in your head or you feel unclear on exact details (ie. you're manifesting an apartment but can't envision how it'd look). Well, for one thing, you don't have to know every single detail of what you want. Like, let's say you're manifesting a boyfriend but you're not going off of someone you've seen or know in the 3D realm. Maybe you know what personality traits you want this boyfriend to have but aren't particular about their appearance or just can't envision how they look. You will still manifest that boyfriend and he'll have all those personality traits. But, if you want to have a clearer idea of all your manifestations, write down a list with all the details. Bullet point each one into a nice tidy list. This also just helps get rid of that "jumbled up" feeling. You can simply list them without details and it can help you feel better seeing it all written out. Once you have that list, read it back to yourself and then affirm that you have it all (use an umbrella affirmation, like I previously mentioned).

If you're focused on multiple manifestations and you feel the need to have one or more of them manifested quickly, write it into your schedule or envision presenting itself in your schedule when you want it to happen. Then, let the worry go. Don't worry about it, just repeatedly affirm something like, "These things are happening," "I can manifest anything on a time crunch," "I always manifest things on a time crunch." Believe in yourself, take pressure off yourself, and don't focus on the time. You will get these things at the right time with persistence.

(I can thank Sammy Ingram and Danielle Desautelle for going over these techniques.)

Is it healthy to manifest multiple things at once?

There's nothing wrong with it unless you're worried about not being able to conjure them all at once. Don't push yourself too much if you only feel comfortable focusing on one manifestation at a time.

But also, keep in mind, we all subconsciously manifest multiple things at once - or one thing after another - pretty frequently. The only time it can feel more pressuring is when we're zeroing in on things we've been dreaming about having and manifestations that feel big to us. If you put a lot of pressure on yourself, then of course that's unhealthy. So, try avoiding that.

Can multiple manifestations go hand in hand?

They sure can. Some manifestations lead to one another, directly correlate with one another, or simply happen at the same time. I'll give a real life example. A family friend of mine dreamt of getting a house with her SP and marrying him. They ended up getting that house and, very soon after, without her pushing him at all, he proposed to her because he spent the money on the down payment, now he could spend the rest of the money he saved on the ring for her. See how those two things go hand-in-hand?

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 264

Danny squints at his tiny hands, eyes narrowing as Clockwork hums in the kitchen. Which he wasn’t even aware of having been in LongNow. Maybe it wasn’t. He huffed, voice too squeaky for him to continue complaining. Stupid time accidents. 

Which wasn’t even starting on the other figure awkwardly sitting at the table. 

He glowered at the Ghost King, who kept glancing at him with an unreadable look in their eyes, then looked back towards where Clockwork was. His scowl deepened over his cup of tea- which wasn’t fair, he wanted coffee but nooo, that’s not healthy for ‘little ghostlings’. Ugh.

Sometimes he wished he was fully ghost so he didn’t have to apparently worry about his living body having to grow back up.

[acekindaneat]

I don't want this to end.

A cute little date scene that I really liked from the fic The Big Woo by @tinkertoysdamn !!!!!

[romatito]

practice is going well 🫢😬

[liamket]

be brave, be couragerous, you can success in this adventure of yours

[canisalbus]

Hello, I'm not sure if you're aware, but tumblr is going to start helping midjourney gather data for their AI. You're one of the artists I follow here pretty actively and I wanted to warn you to maybe start nighshading your art before posting it here so it doesn't get swept up!

I've seen a couple of posts about it. Feeling disappointed but not that surprised. Also not excited about having to start nightshading/glazing my pieces but if there isn't going to be any serious regulations regarding data scraping and ai "art", there aren't a lot of choices.

Thank you for taking the time to warn me just in case, it was very thoughtful of you!

[adilynnyuri]

"My man is SOO obsessed with me that he says ily every damn second" (My affirmation)

AND SEE!

For anyone asking "can you manifest exactly and drastically like how you wanted"

THE ANSWER IS YES. AS YOU CAN SEE.

Bruh my man says that he loves me for every 5 minutes once EVERYDAY 😭😭🙏🏻

Bro went from friend zoning me to COMPLETELY OBSESSED WITH ME!! WHY? because I didn't want his ass to friend zone me and so i affirmed that he loves and yea of course, obsessed with me! AND YAYYY⭐☝🏻

Bro tortures me with love and i love it so much! 😋

Not only in the case of sp! Make anything OR anyone YOURS! YOU DESERVE ALL THE AMAZING STUFFS IN THE WORLD! SO SPOIL YOURSELF!! 💗💋

With lots of love,

ADILYNN YURI 🤍🌷

[putthatfloorspaghettidown]

I just wanted to share the orginal tweet that iskall complained about in his latest video.

Remember to support the other hermits!

[boydyke]

sending love and support & a big ol shout out to psychotics whose psychosis is easily influenced by the fiction they consume. (a classic psychotic experience & symptom is a general struggle in the ability to discern what is and isn't reality; fiction & reality blur together easily) and infinite love & support for those whose psychosis has made it difficult and/or outright dangerous to continue to consume the same media's you loved and cherished. it's heartbreaking! and very difficult to deal with, especially when fiction used to be a safe escape. I hope you find ways to cope and ways to manage that balance between your health and what makes you happy. grounding techniques can help a lot when you feel that first sense of slippage!