'Small Horned Owl On Maple Branch Under Full Moon' By Utagawa Hiroshige, 1832

Lucky 🎲

⋆.˚ 𖥔˚ YES, YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS IS THAT GULLIBLE.

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Girl let’s have a real conversation, because some of y’all are out here acting like your subconscious mind is this mysterious, unknowable force from the fifth dimension. No. Your subconscious? It's gullible. Like—literally. It doesn't analyze. It doesn’t fact-check. It believes whatever you tell it and feel as true. Simply tell it that you're already a master manifestor, step in that feeling and it'd be like, “Oh word? Bet.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎That’s why when you continuously keep saying stuff like “I’m so unlucky” or “Things never work out for me,” it's not gonna argue with you. It'll just gonna roll with it. It'll make sure things stay not working out because it thinks that’s what you want and what you believe in. Meanwhile, if you start affirming the shit you want and step into your "self", “Everything always works in my favor” or “I’m living my dream life,” it's gonna be like, “Okay queen, setting that up right now.”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Neville Goddard literally said,

"The subconscious is not selective; it is impersonal and no respecter of persons. The subconscious is not concerned with the truth or falsity of your feeling. It always accepts as true that which you feel to be true. Feeling is the assent of the subconscious to the truth of that which is declared to be true."

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ That’s the whole game. Manifestation isn’t some cryptic ritual. It’s not about vision boards or journaling for three hours under a full moon—unless that gets you in the vibe. It’s about impressing your subconscious with the assumption that what you want is already yours.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎And no one—and I mean no one—can do that for you. Not your fave manifestation coach, not your astrology mutual, not the girl on TikTok with the aesthetic affirmations, not the blogger who is giving you reality shifting advice, not the void success story post you reblogged twelve times. Just you. You are the operant power. You are the one choosing the assumptions. So if you’re not deciding the story you want, you’re just letting your subconscious run wild off old patterns and nonsense.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎You wanna change your life? Change the narrative. Talk to your subconscious like it's your easily influenced little sister. Be like, “Hey babe, we’re rich and loved and everything is working out perfectly the way I want it to be, okay?” And it'll go, “Ohhh okay girlie, got it.” That’s it. That's quite literally it.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎So go crazy. Be dramatic. Be annoyingly certain. Persist. Command it. Whatever you tell it as your truth, your subconscious is listening—and it's ready to believe whatever you say next.

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thinking about how the hunger games were designed to prove that without society, order, government, someone to rule, we devolve into little more than animals, and how the games themselves prove over and over again that this is not true. We see it in every single game we witness.

Katniss placing flowers around Rue's body in the arena. Thresh sparing Katniss because she was kind to Rue, even though he was making it that much harder for himself to win.

Haymitch going back for Maysilee after hearing her scream even though their alliance had been broken. Haymitch holding her as she dies the same way Katniss did Rue.

Coral's "I can't have killed them all for nothing" when she realizes she's not going home. Lamina cutting down Marcus at great personal risk. And, my favorite moment in tbosas, Reaper collecting the bodies of his fellow tributes, his peers, even the ones who tried to kill him, into a pile. Taking the weapons from their hands. Closing their eyes and crossing their arms in the best approximation of a proper burial he can manage, covering them with the Capitol flag as a makeshift shroud.

The Games bring out the worst in people, yes. But despite the extreme circumstances, despite the exterior pressure of the Capitol, despite the fact that it could mean pain and heartbreak and death, it also shows that people have an enormous capacity for goodness. That even in a situation purposefully designed to make empathy impossible, people can't help but have it anyway.

Snow looks at the Games and all he can see is what's inside himself-- this pure animalistic drive to conquer and defeat. He kills and it feels good and he thinks that everyone else must feel that way too. He doesn't realize (maybe can't realize) that he is the exception, not the rule. He cannot see outside himself, outside his own warped perspective, to realize that the fact that people do show humanity in the games proves his entire worldview wrong.

haymitch seeing a bunny: "how could I possibly kill a creature that brings to mind my girl?" 🥺

snow seeing mockingjays:

♥♥♥🐾

Hay murciélagos viviendo en la perciana de mi habitación.

No me dejan dormir con sus chillidos.

My collection of rocks found on the street. 🪨

Mi colección de piedritas que encontré en la calle. 🪨

I'm not the best at taking pictures, please excuse the bad quality. :')

Me gusta coleccionar piedras, por el momento estas son las que encontré en la calle pero tengo otras que son compradas/me las regalaron.

Eso es todo, bai. xoxo ♡

fossil record patisserie

Wood and faience game board with pieces, Egypt, 18th Dynasty, circa 1550-1295 BC

from The Metropolitan Museum of Art

divalations #01

think of your social media account, as your own personal museum of yourself. have fun, be you, that’s the moment you get to be your most “conceited” self, let that be a perfect reflection of you, a trail that you leave to revisit.

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