Saw This On TikTok I Put It In Mine

teehee me when Miss P and I are transforming into our bird forms mid fight 😼

The bros get chased by Zach and his Zachbots and end up jumping off a cliff while activating peregrine falcon powers.

sending love ❤️

SAMESAMESAMESAME

THIS WAS(STILL IS) ME !!!

When I was a kiddo, I would daydream a lot, up until the point it would make me sob because I missed these places, places I've never been to, in fantasy worlds. I thought I was insane because these places don't exist.

BUT THEY DO!!!

Now it makes so much more sense; little me was onto something

I would literally go to sleep repeating that I would wake up in these fantasy worlds that I fully created, and then have fully lucid dreams and physical sensations

It makes so much sense now

story time:

when I was a kid I used to do this weird thing where every time I would cry I would repeat over and over “I want to go home” and it confused me for years until one day I was talking to my friend about it and she said well that’s because your home doesn’t feel like home and I was like ohhh duh but yeah I think about it all the time now that I’m a shifter

Reblog if it's okay to start talking to you.

one of my other favorite hyperfixations 🩷🙏

(I totally don’t have an EAH DR 🤭🤫🫶)

award-winning palestinian children's illustrator baraa awoor writes:

"what use is it to be an illustrator of children's books when the world has sentenced the children of your country to the death penalty, to vanish, to genocide?"

some of baraa's illustrations:

this is an illustration for youssef, whose mother is remembered running desperately into the hospital asking if anyone had seen a "small white boy with beautiful curly hair, his name is youssef," a description which was remembered by millions when she finally identified his body:

this illustration is for young omar, who was hugging his little brother and teaching him how to repeat the shahada after him (a prayer spoken by muslims before their death) as he lay on his hospital bed:

"we want a new year that doesn't kill us or our children, we want it a year without blood, without screaming, without pain, we want a new attempt to get our lives back, or something that resembled our life, even if life is a lie we still cling to it, return life to us—a new year's card unlike any other year:"

GUYS PLEASE I NEED TO STOP

what if..what if I made a Narnia DR where I originated from Narnia and when the Pevensies leave Narnia, I accidentally get sucked in with them and get stuck in England and have to adjust and hide my powers as I try to find any form of closure or resemblence with my previous home??? Like this DR would be pure angst wtf is wrong with me😭

I started reading the Chronicles of Narnia because I have been procrastinating on that for YEARS and I love the movies and it has a dear place in my heart but like AAAAA

Also, my MPHFPC DR is connected to Narnia b/c I have a silly headcannon that loops are found there too and can be accessed >:}

anywaysssss I might post about that if anyone is interested, for now byeeee im gonna go sob✌️

hmmm this reminds me of something..peculiar?

*lick*

*chomp*

THIS >>> PLEASE THIS IS SO EYE OPENING AND HELPFUL OMG

I’ve been WAITING for someone to go over this, I never really understood it in depth and finally someone actually explains it in a way my pea brain will understand

Now everything makes so much more sense, like holy fuck I feel like I just used my eyes for the first time

thank you so so so much, I’m gonna go shift now >:}

look around.

look around. pay close attention to what you are seeing. now, notice what you are hearing, feeling, smelling and tasting. we are being aware of the 3d. and because we are aware of this, we are also conscious. when we're awake, we also often focus on our thoughts by thinking and/or focus on our daydreams by daydreaming. we are being aware of our 4d.

now, notice this when you are sleeping. you aren't aware of anything happening in the 3d, cuz your eyes were closed, and your focus was away from the 3d. when we're sleeping, your mind is quiet and you aren't focusing on anything. not even on the darkness behind your eyelids. we aren't being aware of our 4d.

when you are pure consciousness, you aren't aware of anything happening in the 3d, cuz your focus was away from the 3d. when we're pure consciousness, our mind is active cuz our focus is only on our thoughts cuz we are thinking, or our focus is only on our daydreams cuz we are daydreaming, or whatever our inner voice (the one you're probably using to read this post) is saying. we are being aware of our 4d.

everything is awareness. whatever you place your awareness (focus) on, will manifest the state of consciousness you'll be experiencing.

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