Scripting That Trump Died When He Got Shot

HOW do I reach out to people here I have SOOO MANY SHIFTERS AND GIRLIES I WANNA BE FRIENDS WITH HEREEEEE😖😖😖😖😖

tumblr is slower than a sloth at times where i just need it to be quick. trying to make a proper post here for once and this is what happens💀

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monochrome is fun . i have nothing else to say this is a fun little moodboard

i love shifting it’s so comforting and magical and amazing and beautiful and wonderful. I think shifting is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

hyperfixation please stay with me long enough to complete the project. hyperfixation do not fade. hyperfixation finish what you started for the love of god

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how can we stop expecting to wake up in cr after shifting attempt?

　how to stop expecting to wake up in your cr ,

well . . . you never 'wake up' in your desired reality. you don't arrive. there is no terminal gate, no sudden cut to black followed by credits rolling on a new world. if you're waiting for the crash, you've misunderstood the flight. but that's semantics. anyways.

shifting isn't an event. it's not a rupture, it's not a lottery win, it's not a punishment or miracle. it's continuity. like breathing, like blinking. what happens when you shift is not that you go somewhere else. it's that you stop arguing with where you are. and by the time you notice, the scenery's already changed.

so you don't wake up in your cr because your cr isn't a separate bedroom you break into once you've behaved enough. your cr is the bed you've always been in. your cr is now. it's here. it's this. but you're still trying to see it through the peephole of your old logic. through scarcity and suspense and the habit of believing everything real has to hurt.

the expectation to 'wake up' comes from the same place as superstition. it's a theatre of reward. you're still expecting it to feel deserved. to arrive with trumpets. to be marked by something. you're still trying to prove something to the doorman in your mind who thinks heaven has a guest list.

but your reality doesn't need fanfare. it doesn't need to knock. it's not late. it's not reluctant. it's not waiting on you to be more visual, more perfect, more devotional. you are not an unpaid intern at the church of quantum theory. you're not performing piety for a state change. you're not a myth. you're a chooser.

so . . . stop expecting to wake up. instead, assume you already did. yesterday. last week. two months ago. during lunch. when you put your phone down. when you said 'this is done.' the moment passed already. you missed it because you were squinting for a sign.

anywho. reality doesn't tap you on the shoulder. it really just expects to reflect something you've given. either the belief that you're here or you're there. your thoughts materialise.

hey just got someone kinda icky following this blog so just as a reminder free Palestine 🇵🇸 and fuck off if you disagree you won’t be tolerated

Shifting has made me realize how much I really want to live. I actually want to do so much. I want to know worlds and instruments and languages and people and careers. I want to experience everything over and over and over again

And after all, it's really possible