“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
@tellracs.3 on tiktok (divergent audio)
an angel has gained it’s wings
doomed family
ahhhhhh, the colours on my first set of galaxy dividers is one of my faves. thought it’d look great with this pattern as well. lemme know what you think ! 🤍
colours : 001 / 002 / 003
please like, reblog, and credit if you use :)
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i, personally, love using the void method. it’s simple it’s easy, it takes less than 10 minutes to get into a perfect state but that’s where i reach a roadblock. once i’m there i feel like i don’t know what to do anymore. but i do. affirming, steady breathing, drself. i can do all that but it feels like i’m not doing it right. any advice?
Name: Ngozi Sabrina
Age - 18
In my better cr, I got an internship at what is now my future job/life career when I was 16. it was a very well-paid internship. after a year of working, I was able to save enough money to get a down payment on my house (second photo) and move out of my mom's house when I was 17. I also graduated at 17 and was offered my current position in my workplace and I took it. ever since then I have been healing my childhood wounds and living a life with people who love me
There's a lot that I changed about my cr, the usual no sexism, no racism, the orange man croaked etc. but these are my personal favorites that I added:
america has a wonderful train and bus system that connects even the most rural of areas
good transportation in general
mental health is treated as real as physical health
women's health/safety is not only is not just a right but an international agreement among all nations and is enforced heavily
public healthcare for all
children are seen as living, autonomous beings and have freedoms and rights as such
any and all abuse is taken seriously no matter what
free education for all
public housing for those in need no one deserves to be homeless
There's honestly a lot of things that i'm excited for. i'm mainly excited about my house. It's basically my dream house with an office, a living room with a fireplace, a kitchen with an island, and a backyard that has flower bushes, berry bushes, and apple trees and if you go past my backyard you'll be in a beautiful forest with remnants of moss architecture older residents left behind such as, a well, a statue lady pouring water, a swing just to name a few. it's a cozy property, my forever home. there's also nooks and hidden spots built into my house as well which make everything more fun
I also have two cats. Nyx and Frigga. they're my halloween cats and i love them so much
Nyx is my black cat and is the younger one whilst Frigga is my ginger who is older. I adopted them when i found them on my property. they were a year old and not chipped/claimed so they became my lovely companions. other than this reality, there is no reality where me and my girls aren't with each other. they're my soulcats (soulmate+cats???) and they are with me no matter what. I'm truly excited to hug them tightly. they're my babies.
Anyways, that's my basic introduction to my better cr. it's also worth to note that my better cr is my permanent reality. like once i go back there im forgetting this reality. but if i hope this is enough of a general background to my home life.
Not shifting rant, but I just want to ask how people keep up with schedules and everything 🥲. I just missed my drivers license appointment today, I couldn’t take it because I didn’t have a paper, and I want to cry waterfalls. And I was late too!? The shame and embarrassment makes me want to eat glass
There are infinite realities:
There is a reality out there in which you are a baby still, learning to babble and discovering the world with brand new senses.
There is a reality out there in which you are a 90 year old man who has seen the entire world, lived through wars and catastrophes, but also married the love of his life and had many, many children.
There is a reality out there in which you are a famous artist, living your best life and creating art that inspires generations even long after your death.
There is a reality out there in which you are a butterfly, blue wings fluttering in an early spring morning, living a short, yet happy and fulfilled life, bringing beauty everywhere you go.
There is a reality out there in which you are a 500 year old witch, where immortality is the norm and magic is abundant and accepted, where you use your gifts and skills to heal the world and make it a better place.
There is a reality in which you are a 16 year old girl going through her first heartbreak, a 35 year old man going through a divorce, a 40 year old woman finally meeting the love of her life, a 5 year old boy starting school for the first time.
Time is not linear, and neither are your experiences.
You are the universe, having a human experience.
You are everything and nothing, you are the world and the void, the light and the darkness, the conscious and the subconscious, the limitless, vast existence.
This reality is not the standard, it is not the rule to the many exceptions. It is merely one of many, a starting point to your endless experiences. It is not holding you hostage, it is not hindering your progress, it simply is.
All you have to do, is realize your endless potential. You, as you are right now, are a part of the great consciousness, the one infinite awareness.
The creator.
Take a deep breath, recenter yourself, and let go. You will shift.
That is inevitable.
Enough is enough😃. I need to start yapping about my DRs. From who I'll be in them, to what I'm changing about the OG plots. Almost every one of my media-based DRs needs their world-building to be redone, and plot points to be changed and I think yapping about it here would help me wrap my head around things.
I made this account just to post those controversial opinions and tbh I thought I'd get canceled right after, but seeing as I'm not...I might as well🤷♂️
online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
excuse me...terf shifters? terf shifters have COMMUNITY? WTF
if you're in shiftblr and a terf, block me now. I don't want to see you on my dash again.
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