“shifting Showed Me The Will To Live A Thousand Lives, When I Didn’t Even Have The Strength To Live

　　　i have it, i have it, i have it… so where is it?

there’s a thing that happens. a delusion, a performance, a cosmic joke that you’re in on until you realise you’re the punchline. you manifest something, no, you inhabit it, you embody it, you crawl inside its skin and zip yourself up. i have x. i own x. x is already in my hands. you say it until it isn’t a wish anymore, just a fact waiting to be noticed. and then. nothing.

the universe, god, the simulation, whoever’s supposed to be writing this cheque, has put you on hold. customer service music is playing. you are nowhere near x, your hands are empty, your environment bleak and x-less. you are spiritually rich and physically destitute, the manifestational equivalent of an aristocrat whose assets are frozen.

and you sit there, stunned. because it worked last time. and the time before that. and the time before that. like magic, like clockwork, like a law as immutable as gravity. you have received things you shouldn’t have received. things you had no way of getting. things that should have been out of reach but weren’t, because you knew how to want them properly. so why not now? why this, why you, why the delay?

　　　　　　so , here’s how you get x

you ignore the absence of x. you treat x like an inevitability, like a train already hurtling down the tracks towards you. not like a possibility. not like a wish. an inevitability. you do not beg the train to come; you stand at the station as if it’s already rounding the bend. you prepare. you make space. you act as if.

this is not the delusion of a fool. this is the precision of an architect. the greats have always known this, athletes, actors, politicians, emperors. success is an air, a posture, a scent worn like cologne. you can smell it on people before they have it. and if you wear it long enough, the universe catches on.

you speak in possession, not longing. you train your mind to recoil at the word "want" like it’s poison. wanting affirms lack. you do not want, you have. you are.

but what about reality? what about facts? what about the brutalist architecture of circumstance, the stone and steel of what is?

what about it? reality is not static. it is pliant, malleable, a thing to be strong-armed and shaped. the first step in changing reality is refusing to bow to it.

so you do not acknowledge the empty space where x should be. you treat it like a chair already filled, a bank account already bursting, a future already decided. you hold the pose, you speak in the tense of the having, you ignore the absence until it has no choice but to become presence.

confidence + assumption = success. it has never been more complicated than that. the world has always belonged to those who assume it should.

　　so assume. and let the world catch up.

looking at clothes on pinterest to script in your dr is literally just online shopping which i am very good at.

just found out my dr s/o is and/or was an hour away from where I live… what do you mean the love of my life who doesn’t know I exist in this reality is an hOUR AWAY what is he dOING HERE I actually can’t take it I’m shifting right the fuck now I NEED HIM

(edit: I was in shambles writing this okay I mean the actor who plays him is supposedly an hour away and my body did not know how to process that)

GUYS I JUST FIGURED OUT INTENTION. LIKE ACTUALLY.

Every time I've tried to set intention, it's always been a "failure." It's super annoying, but I was like "what am I doing wrong?

I KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING WRONG.

Every time I've tried to shift, it's always been without actual intention. I was repeating words, but not their meanings.

What is shifting to you?

It doesn't matter why your shifting, but the emotions and thought process does. When you wake up in your DR, what will you feel? Not physically, but emotionally.

THAT IS WHAT GIVES YOUR INTENTION, YOUR WILL TO SHIFT. THAT ALONE CAN, AND WILL SHIFT YOU.

To set intention, you feel the weight of your words. Ask yourself, what do you emotionally feel about shifting? That emotion you feel, right now, in that universe, is enough to shift you. When you lay down, and close your eyes, no matter the method, when you shift, you have to think about the emotional impact you'll have waking up on your DR bed or area. Think about the feeling of your environment. How happy you'll be to feel that one thing there. And once you feel that happiness, that excitement, affirm. "I am shifting." Or, if it pleases you, say "i have already shifted." And you wanna know why that shifts you? Because your emotions are your intentions.

THIS CAN BE SAID ABOUT LITERALLY ANYTHING. TO MY CLUELESS INTENTION SHIFTERS/MANIFESTORS/LOA, KNOW YOUR INTENTION IS JUST YOUR EMOTIONS PUT INTO PRESENT TENSE.

New shifting motivation just dropped except it’s simply me being excited about homework ???

I can’t wait to be studying in the library at Hogwarts or writing a paper in my dorm while Theo studies for his OWLs and we’re just sitting in silence but we’re together and oh my god I love shifting.

there is enough alcohol in my system that one edit of my man has brought me to tears because I #need that I’m losing my goddamn mind please please please please please please please please I want him so bad please I’m shifting tonight I have to it is a necessity I cannot breathe without him

insomnia thoughts with Jello

part two

Alas, we are back here again. Did you miss me? Bet you didn’t because I never shut the fuck up. Anyways, let’s get right into it shall we?

I lied. You need some lore first.

I have a ring that I wear every single day, and have worn every single day since I bought it. I cherish it like almost no other.

Okay, now we get into it. And yes, this is also shifting related.

The raging sea that is my mind decided to remind me of the time I thought I lost the aforementioned ring. I woke up after spending a drunken night at a friend’s and it was gone. Nowhere to be found. Not on my person, not in the bed, not on the floor. Gone.

Immediately I decided that was wrong. I said “fuck no” to reality and proceeded to spend the next several hours in and out of consciousness just trying to exist somewhere where I still had that ring on my finger.

And I swear to god, something happened.

I remember, at some point between states of consciousness, it being insanely difficult to open my eyes. It was like my eyelids were weighed down. This has happened to me multiple times since then, but this was a first.

I remember feeling that ring on my finger, though. In that moment, in whatever state I was in, I could feel that goddamn ring on my finger and I peeled my eyes open just enough to see it.

And I saw it.

Then I fell back asleep, and when I woke up again it wasn’t there.

And then my friend got home from work. I told her about my dilemma and she looked me dead in my pupils and said “Oh, your ring? It fell off last night so I put it on my desk.”

And this bitch just walked over to her desk and retrieved my holy object like it was no big deal.

I can’t say whether or not it was on the desk beforehand. I didn’t check. I didn’t even think of it.

But something about that doesn’t sit right with me. In the sense that something happened and I want to say I shifted but I’m not sure.

Anyways, that is all I have for you tonight.

It is nearing 6am.

I have to be up at 10.

Goodnight.

Jello💖

(Afterthought: I drafted this a while ago and was reminded of it because I literally just misplaced another sentimental ring— found this one much faster though)

emma, how to embrace the fulfillment state? do you have any tips to stay motived or not care when you don't shift at the same night? like, what tools do you use to stay connected and enjoyed? example: listening to music that reminds of your dr or scenarios. ‧ ౨ৎ   thank you, love. ♡

you want to be in the fulfilment state . . . then enjoy things. actually. on purpose. like an insane person. stare at the ceiling like it’s a renaissance painting of your dr bedroom. listen to music that makes your chest hurt a little because it reminds you of the hallway you pace in your dr when you're pretending not to wait for him (you know the hallway. it echoes when he walks). live like you’re the unreliable narrator of a niche novel being turned into an arthouse tv show no one will understand until season 3. eat it up. embody it. haunt your own plot.

tips for staying motivated when you don’t shift that night: girl. do you stop being in love with your crush just because they didn’t text you back one (1) time? (ok maybe you do. relatable. but try to not do that here.) your dr is a place, not a prize. a home, not a finish line. not shifting one night doesn’t mean you’re not shifting. it just means your brain had the audacity to be tired. that’s not failure. that’s maintenance. like ok fine i didn’t quantum-leap into my hot little dreamverse, but did i romanticise the bus ride to school while listening to a fan edit soundtrack?? yes. did i do an 8-second visualisation while brushing my teeth and accidentally dissociate into another realm for a minute? also yes. so i won. every day is shifting. every second is evidence. every blink is a rehearsal.

and yes. i use tools. god i love tools. i’m like an inventor but instead of building machines i make deranged playlists that emotionally manipulate me into believing i’m already living inside a jane austen x kubrick crossover episode.

anyway. you are not failing to shift. you are literally in the foyer of your dream life eating strawberries and lying on the carpet. stay there. rearrange the furniture. hum a little song

Reality can change in an instant, your assumptions can change in an instant, YOU can change in an instant. NONE of this has to take time.

Shifting is guaranteed. I know you hear a lot of people say this, but it truly is. Nothing can stop you from shifting, not even death. The moment you found shifting and decided you want to do it, you already did. There's no hurry, no rush, you just have to wait for it to be reflected into the 3d. And it's 100% sure that it will, so sit back, get yourself a drink (coffee) and watch it come to you!