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Indulge your imagination in every possible flight.

—Jane Austen

The Puzzler Bunch- OC Art!

I drew this fun group in my sketchbook one day and decided to build a story around them. Their names are Harold (Harry), Alice and Marissa, they're 10 years old and are in their 5th year of primary school. They're known for their love of solving puzzles. Harry likes word puzzles, Alice, number and math puzzles and Marissa prefers mechanical (physical) puzzles.

Everyone calls them the Puzzler Bunch, but this name is pending. I think I can come up with something better.

I think scientists should invent something that kinda joins our brainwaves in visual form to the tv screens. And just show us a bunch of people and let us sleep and let our brains create some movie. Because most of the time the things that our brain can do and create is amazing. I have actually seen amazing things in my dreams that was better than all the movies in real life. Random guy on the street, cute lady in the groceries, your long lost relatives that you have no idea who they are but your brain is like ‘screw it, you’re casted as the 17th century police with fancy clothes’. If I’m not making sense, well, none of my dreams have ever made sense but they were awesome.

Oh boy can you imagine star man wearing his kimono he would look so beautiful would he 😍❤️

Parfois Algo était triste

"Parfois Algo était triste" est un adorable album jeunesse qui parle de la difficulté à se faire des amis.es. 💞

Illustré très tendrement aux tampons et dessins en noir et en couleur par l auteur.e Julie Martin-Cabetich et par les enfants qui ont participé à cet atelier des éditions d idées, ce petit livre de 20 pages nous propulse dans l enfance, dans ce qu elle a de plus terrible : la solitude, et de plus merveilleux : l imagination.

Spoiler alert : la page centrale est un pop up qui se déplie en grand ! Waaah ! C'est beau ! 🎆😍

Il est visible sur le site de l auteur.e https://juliemartincabetich.wordpress.com/home/editions/

Et vous pouvez le commander par mail à julie.martin-cabetich@laposte.net

Bonne lecture ! ;-)

- Mathilde Fauve

Livres d’images

Assise sur le canapé

Je tourne lentement les pages

où s'égrènent une flopée

d’enivrantes images

Nadia Becker peint la douceur des nuages

un cygne transporte deux filles qui sourient

un château élève ses tours sans âge

Trois moutons rentrent à la bergerie

Confinée chez moi, je soupire d’envie

J’aime ma famille et je sais qu’elle m’aime aussi

Mais parfois dans nos voix grondent des orages

Il est difficile ma foi, d’être toujours sages

Mes sœurs prennent de la place

l’appartement est petit

et le cœur plein de tendresse

des parents peut être aussi ?

Quand je me sens inquiète

Je pleure dans mon lit

Les histoires se tiennent prêtes

à m’emmener loin d’ici.

- Mathilde Fauve

I want to read about characters I've created but the source material doesn't exist because of the lack of a proper story for the characters but I also don't want to write it but also want to write it so it exists and I can read about and it just repeats over and over.

I have become obsessed with characters that don't truely exists yet outside of my brain and have no way to remedy it.

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…It’s an interesting idea… 🤔

modern version of egypt gods: anubis

“There is only one way to fight, and that’s dirty. Clean gentlemanly fighting will get you nowhere but dead, and fast. Take every cheap shot, every low blow, absolutely kick people when they’re down, and maybe you’ll be the one who walks away.”  

Bored Artists?

Here's an idea:

Get a friend who also loves art and a sketchbook, notepad, portfolio, folder, USB (for digital artists, anything that you can store art in.

Then, create prompts passing this item back and forth.

Person A says a prompt, both persons draw it in the notebook/item/etc. both of you draw the prompt and, when you're both done, reveal you're drawings to one another, see what you did differently. Then repeat with Person B's prompt.

You can even do it online via social media.

The point is, it keeps you drawing and makes you try new things. If it's not perfect than oh well, only your friend will see it unless you show someone else. You can cretic each other's art too, help each other grow as artists.

Me and my friend have been doing it for about a month now and he's been doing it with his mom for years.

Here's the prompts we've used so far;

•Butterfly Man

•Dead Leather

•redisign one of each other's OCs

•Draw in your favorite artists style

•Robot Lord

•Zero Gravity

If you use one of ours feel free to let me see, I wanna know what you come up with. Actually, post any you want, I wanna see them all.

(And I may steal a prompt or two if I like them)

"Imagination is the parallel universe of a writer. If he is not responding to you in this world, he is probably responding to someone in the imaginary world."

Heenashree Khandelwal

Geronimo speaking

I have ideas, so I’m just gonna spill all the imaginative beans.

rare people that speak and communicate in incredibly strange yet amazing and catchy tones. And even if they did try to speak like normal people, they would fail miserably. speaking like a normal human would take a lot of practice and time, just like learning a different language, but more difficult. 

Obviously inspired by Pogo’s music. If you don’t know who that is, I suggest you go check out his youtube channel and listen to some of his music.

this is SO real, his songs on there were so AMAZING.

shawn mendes’ handwritten album is still one of my favourite albums ever released

Do i check to see if other ppl have reblogged that post before i reblog it? Yes, the anxiety is strong. I'm never safe from it. I make a post. Anxiety! I like a post. Anxiety! I make this post. Anxiety! Why? IMAGINATION MUTHERFUCKER-

I'll rant about the downsides of being a creative lil' shit another day.

Moja prva objava...nadam se da ce vam se svidjeti zamisljam kako dolazim po tebe da se vidimo i napokon izadjemo onako sami,bez ikoga…nikakav dogovor oko sexa,vec samo izlazak pa sta bude…a ti samo za mene obuces haljinicu ili suknjicu jer znas da to volim,onako iskreno da mi ugodis izadjem,zagrlim te,nasmijemo se napokon jedno drugom,odemo na mjesto po tvom izboru,tamno i sa visokim barskim stolicama…pricamo,smijemo se,ima ljudi koje znamo al briga nas…pitam te smijem li ti nesto sapnuti na uho,al da dobro razmislis…nasmijes se i kazes da je ok…pridjem ti blize,stavim ruku ispod stola na koljeno,i njezno pocnem da ti pricam na uho koliko zelim da te mazim,i povremeno poljubim vrat da niko ne vidi… onako njezno ti mazim nogu ispod odjece,neprimjetno,onako sa vremena na vrijeme,uzivas u tome koliko i ja,jer znas da je sve sto ti sapucem istina,i da necu nista uraditi sto ne zelis… postaje guzva,ljudi nam smetaju,hocu da budemo sami,ali ti ne zelis…premjestamo se u drugi kafic,ulazis u auto,znas koliko volim tvoje noge u visokim stiklama,prekrstis ih,tako si sexy,moram ruku da ti stavim na koljeno,nasmijes se i sklonis je pitam te,da li mogu da te poljubim,ne trazim nista vise,kazes da mogu i lagano se nagnes prema meni,njezno te poljubim,kazes da krenem dalje,odemo na jos par pica,kazes da si umorna i rastajemo se krenem prema kuci,pred ulazom,zazvoni por na tel i pitas me da li mogu da se vratim…preletim put do tebe,pokupim te i odemo na vidikovac da pricamo…sjedimo jedno pored drugog na haubi,pricamo,kazem ti da dodjes ispred mene i naslonis se na mene,zaglim te dok si ledjima okrenuta od mene i gledas prema gradu…sklonim ti kosu sa desne strane i njezno par puta poljubim u vrat… rukama te mazim po stomaku,ceskam ti stomak,okreces se prema meni,njezno me ljubis,kazes da mozemo samo da se ceskamo i ljubimo…lagani poljupci i moje ruke oreko tvojih ledja sporo prelaze,ne zelim nista da uradim sto ce ti pokvariti vece stavljam i drugu ruku na tvoju guzu,pribijam te uz sebe jos jace,toliko mi je lijepo i toliko mi je krut da mi je gotovo neprijatno,ali ne bunis se i to mi godi,jer znam da ga osjetis preko odjece…uzivamo u laganom ljubljenju,jezici njezno maze jedan drugi,njezno desnom rukom stizem do koljena i uz bedro lagano dizem suknjicu,drugu ruku ti stavljam ispod kose nazad,i lagano ti zabacim glavu da bih ti mogao njezno jezikom i usnama prelaziti vrat,tiho stenjes,desnom rukom lagano ispod suknjice dolazim do guze i njezno preko gacica predjem prstima do pice i par puta lagano je trljam,vrela je,uzivas kao i ja…onako lagano stavljas ruku izmedju mene i sebe i preko odjece ga mazis…koliko sam zamisljao taj trenutak kada ga dotaknes…uzdisem,okreces se na drugu stranu,prislanjas guzu na njega i trljas se,moje ruke su ti na struku,dizem ih tako da te zaglimi preko odjece prije zagrljaja predjem preko grudi jako te stisnem uz sebe,uzivam u tvom ceskanju od mene,onako zagrljeni,dok je moja glava na tvom ramenu,stavljas mi ruku na glavu,njezno predjes preko nje i kazes da nema sexa,samo se mazimo i ljubimo…nasmijem se i s obje ruke ti unutrasnjim bedrim dolazim do pice,lijevom rukom mrdam gacice u stranu,trzas se,govoris mi da sam obecao da necu navaljivati,ja se nasmijem i kazem da necu uci u tebe al da cu je maziti njezno po povrsini,pristajes,uzivas,tiho uzdises kada prstima dodjem do usnica,njezno ih mazim,ne ulazim ni prstima u tebe,mokra si,ruka uziva u tvojoj vrelini,okreces se i ponovo me ljubis… tako zelim da mi otkopcas odjecu sama,zelim da osjetim tvoju ruku kako je stavljas u moje gace,nezno ga uzmes i mazis,ali ne zelim da ti kazem,i dalje to radis preko odjece…zelim da mikazes da me zelis,pitam te ali neces da odgovoris…uzivamo jos malo tako mazeci se,kazes da ti je divno ali zelis da prestanes…vadim ruku iz gacica,njezno se ljubimo…smirili smo se…sjedimo jos malo,zezamo se,smjeskamo i dogovorimo se za kafu rano ujutro

Absolutely! I love to read filthy literature. Please and thank you 🙏😊

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Before the world ends, I want to look at the most beautiful sky ever created.

"prophet" | ink sketch 

IG @ graphik.magik

Do you believe in magic? ✨ ⁣ While appearing as a delicate and light veil draped across the sky, this @NASAHubble image reminds us of the power of imagination. What does this look like to you?⁣ ⁣ In reality, it's a small section of a Cygnus supernova blast wave, located around 2,400 light-years away. The original supernova explosion blasted apart a dying star about 20 times more massive than our Sun between 10,000 and 20,000 years ago. Since then, the remnant has expanded 60 light-years from its center. ⁣ ⁣ Credit: @ESA/Hubble & NASA, W. Blair; acknowledgment: Leo Shatz⁣ ⁣

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

[text ID: What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination.]

✏️🩵✨

“Rain & the Woods”

Just a small drabble. Hope you enjoy!

It was raining heavily. Sofia cursed. She is cursing herself for not bringing the umbrella. If she had brought it, she could at least get out of the fucking car and call someone for help. But alas! Here she was, stuck in the Goddamn car! She couldn’t think how on earth her car had to get stuck in the heavy mud and make herself stuck as well in the middle of nowhere. Her mind was blank, she couldn’t think of anything to do. At that very moment, there was a knock on the window. Someone was standing beside the window, Sofia could see their blurry figure. She opened her window gratefully. 

“Hey, Uh…I’ve been watching the car here for some time. Thought you might need some help since it’s raining very badly you know”, said the guy. The guy was very tall and handsome. He was fully drenched in the rain. There was something really charming about him being wet. Sofia found it really attractive. She kept looking at his face when  he coughed. Being embarrassed, Sofia replied, “Oh hi, umm.. Yes, you see I actually need help because my car got stuck in the mud and I can't move because of that”’. He went to the bottom to see what was wrong. After he got up he said with a sweet little smile, “Don’t worry, I’m gonna get you out of this trouble”. After finishing the sentence, he winked. Sofia’s heart just skipped a beat. That smile, that wink! How can a guy be this sweet and hot at the same time? Am I dreaming? Is my tiny little brain trying to comfort me because I'm in huge trouble? But, why did the brain have to come up with something this cool? Uff, I’m gonna be so miserable if I find out that I’m actually imagining the whole thing. 

“You’re good to go now I think. Will you check if you can start the car or not?”

 “Yeah, yeah sure”, Sofia tried to start her car, being shocked. And the car got started. How on earth did he fix it so fast? What did he do? Is he a wizard or something? 

“So. It's fixed”, he said with that pretty smile of his. 

Sofia, being surprised as hell, tried to open her mouth to say something. At that time he said, “No need to thank me. You just needed someone to help you. So, I appeared out of nowhere” he said and smiled broadly this time.

Sofia had never been impressed this much by any guy she met. 

“You’re really very sweet. What’s your name?” She managed to ask.

“Yeah, right. Well, I’m Atlas, at your service ma’am. If you ever need my service again, do care to visit me here sometimes.”

“Here? In the woods?”

“Yes, here in the woods.”’

By saying that he smiled again and went away. Sofia felt the urge to go after him. Ask him so many questions because he left her confused as hell. Was he really a wizard? Or like my guardian angel? Even if he is, he is cute. Sofia blushed and went away thinking maybe she’ll come away someday and see what happens.  

3D:Bu boyut bizim dış gerçekliğimizdir.

4D:4d ise bizim iç dünyamızdır.

4d'de varsaydığınız ,inandığınız herşey 3d'de gerçekleşir.eğer 3d' yi değiştirmek istiyorsanız öncelikle inançlarını değiştirmen gerekir.

Is everything really possible?

Impossible and possible are concepts kept alive by your imagination. I could say it’s impossible for me to fly or it’s possible, but neither is true because I’m not a person who’s flying or not flying.

Who invented the concept of flying, who is the person who wants to fly, and who made flying impossible? It’s all in the mind.

The solution lies in I AM

The solution to all my problems was realizing that I am the solution. It was also accepting that problems, circumstances and everything that stands between me and my desires are nonexistent. Was it easy to accept such a relief? No, at least not for me. In all these years, struggle was my comfort. So no, feeling relief wasn't easy. Struggling kept me alive, it gave me purpose. The problems in my life, they were like missions I had to complete. It took me years to let go of struggle. It took me years to stop myself from creating problems. Not because it was difficult, but because I didn't want to let go of it. Because what would happen if I've let my self feel relieved for once? What would I entertain in my mind then? What could I fix then, if nothing ever needed to be fixed? What would I simply do in this life? The answer is, I would simply be. I forgot so quick that I am pure consciousness having a human experience and love is my nature. How beautiful is that?

The law opened my eyes. It showed me that my inner world can be shaped by me only. And I can shape it with love. It showed me how sacred my imagination is. I can have everything here. I want a new nose? I have it. I want to be confident? I am it. I want to go to Italy? I am in Italy.

You know, there was a time where I didn't even want to imagine the things I wanted. I was getting mad when I read posts where bloggers would say things like "you just have to imagine. You want something, go within and imagine your end." It would stress me so much I can't tell you how mad I would get. But why? Why did I feel this way? Why was I so hopeless and desperate? Let me tell you why, my love: I did not see imagination as reality. But not only that. I imagined to get. I did not see whatever I did or claimed in imagination as the end. I saw it as the start. I saw it as something I have to activate in my mind, and then it would show up in my 3d. Of course I would get mad to imagine what I want! There are two things you have to accept: Consciousness is the only reality and creation is finished. So when you imagine, you are experiencing/having/being it and you are done, that was the end, you have it/ are it now. How does that make you feel? Can you accept that or are you still not okay with that? If not, is it maybe because you are still expecting something when you imagine? Do you still hope to get something?

But what? I've said it before and I say it again: If you want something in the outer world, achieve it with your outer self. Imagination has nothing to do with the outer world. You are not imagining to trigger or activate something to finally experience it in the 3d. Please understand that. You are also not creating, because creation is finished. When you imagine and you have thoughts like "is this possible? I think this is so much. How would that even happen it seems a little unrealistic." then I want to ask you something: What are you doing, my love? Why would it be impossible? Why would it be unrealistic? And why are you thinking about the "how"? "How" what? It's about experiencing!!! It's about feeling what you want to feel and being who you want to be IN IMAGINATION! Put the 3d out of equation, please. You will only suffer. Imagine purely for enjoyment. Nothing else.

This is how you become your own solution. You see something in the 3d you don't like? Do not accept it. You don't have to. Go inwardly and experience your happy end. Just experience it in your imagination. You are not doing, hoping or getting, you just want to feel what you want and that's it. And when it shows up in the 3d (which it will wether you care or not) it will be quite ordinary. Because in imagination, your desire became a fact. You no longer desire. You no longer crave the materialization of that feeling.

Let's say you want to manifest a penthouse. Before you read this post, you probably had doubts manifesting one. You probably worried about the how and when. Maybe you wanted to use imagination as a way to manifest that penthouse into your 3d. But after reading my post, you know that misusing imagination to get the penthouse in the 3d is pointless and focusing on the how and when would only contradict your state. Now, the penthouse on its own has no meaning. If the penthouse had no worth or meaning why would we want one? We want the feelings that come with owning a penthouse. The feeling could be freedom, it could also be wealth or privacy. Or happiness or even responsibility. If you want to use visualization as a method, you could look up for cute pictures of penthouses. It's not really necessary because you imagine for fun not to attract anything so you don't have to visualize every little corner of that penthouse (unless you want it. It's literally your choice. You do what you want to do in your inner world). In this world of imagination, you don't need anything. It's not about making the scenes perfect. It's about fulfilling yourself. Do that by giving yourself all these feelings that you WANT to feel. I want you to take all the meaning and feeling out of that penthouse and fulfill it within. Give it to yourself in imagination. Don't forget who you are, you are god of your inner world. There is nothing you can't have in your inner reality. Every thing in your reality is so small compared to you. So everything that you do in your imagination feels good and when you imagine your penthouse, it would be weird not to feel good. I mean why would you feel bad? You simply enjoy imagining what you want which would be a penthouse in this case.

Okay, let's say you imagined what you want then looked around and asked "well, where is it then? I can't see it! It's not working.". First of all, you are misusing your imaginative power and why would you say that you can't see it? It's not about seeing, my love. It's about feeling and being what you want. And if you are feeling and being who you want to be, then it has worked, because the whole purpose of imagination is to feel fulfilled. Do you see, my love? The 3d has no place in this process, it has no role. By the time your desire has materialized, you have moved on because the penthouse came totally alone, you already took its worth and meaning and fulfilled it within.

This is what we mean when we say to only change self. It's all about you. Remember, nothing in imagination is impossible. It's your safe space, your creative power. If you feel desperate imagining than a) you don't imagine what you want e.g. you imagine negative things that make you feel bad or b) you imagine to get sth in the 3d meaning you're postponing the feeling.

I hope that you slowly get why in imagination, circumstances and problems are nonexistent. I mean, you can still make imagination your own personal hell if you want to but now you know that you don't have to. Looking back, I find it so surreal that as GOD, I chose to make my inner world suffer so much. But if I can decide hell, I can also decide heaven. I can decide love.

And so can you, my love.

What would be the end feeling of what you want? The final? The happy end? The "end goal feeling" as I love to call it.

Focus purely on the feeling. It doesn‘t matter what that feeling is. If an emotion comes up, great. Let it be there as it is. If you feel neutral about your desire, that‘s totally fine. Don‘t force anything. You don‘t have to prove anyone anything inside you. There is no performance, no watcher here. And that‘s why, purely focus on the feeling. Because that is what we are after. That feeling is what we want. What we crave inwardly. What eventually fulfills us to the point we no longer desire.

I will give you an example: when I was "manifesting" my desired face, I would concentrate on how my face will look in the mirror, how people will see me, how they will give me compliments for my beauty and so on. I was unsuccessful because I left the most important part out: the feeling. I didn‘t change Self. And then I asked myself: What is my end goal feeling in this case? The answer: I wanted to feel pretty, beautiful, mesmerizing, confident. Those were my end goal feelings. And you know how I felt after feeling them? I felt fulfilled. I felt complete. I literally didn‘t care about the 3d at all, because I was so busy giving myself all those beautiful feelings.

Same thing with my parents. I wanted to give them their dream job, so I asked myself again: What would be my end goal feeling here? The answer: seeing my parents fulfilled, happy, content, successful and winning at life. I wanted to never ever see them struggle again. So I felt it. Deep inside me. And only on the inside, because as I said, I naturally stopped looking for evidence in the 3d.

My end goal feeling might not be your end goal feeling, my love. It doesn‘t have to. It‘s personal which is why you have to be completely honest with yourself. Because one thing I realized is this: I only wanted to feel the fulfillment of the desires I truly wanted. Not the ones I thought I needed. Now, I know why Neville Goddard, Edward Art and all those LOA bloggers tell us to only do what we want in imagination. I enjoyed giving myself those beautiful feelings because I wanted it so much. To me, the "journey" truly was the end. I had so much fun. When I saw my dream face in the 3d I was like "oh okay. Hello." and moved on. I wasn‘t surprised. I wasn‘t shocked. Why? Because I didn‘t acutally want that face, I wanted to feel pretty inside me. Now, I continue giving myself feelings of beauty and confidence, even after I got the face in the 3d. You see, my love? It‘s not about the thing itself, it‘s about the feeling.

Let‘s say you want to completely change your life. Not just one desire but your whole life. You are still chasing after feelings. There is a reason why you want a different life. So ask yourself: What is my end goal feeling here? And be completely honest. Feel it. Your imagination is your safe place. Remember: There is no perfomance, no watcher in your imagination. There is only Self.

So I ask you, my love. What is your end goal feeling?

I apologize for being so inactive lately, I felt like I needed to spend time away for a bit but I’ll try posting again hopefully soon! 💖

I see sooooo many people on this app saying nonsense regarding the law, please do what works for you, not what works for other people and what they say!!!

I see a lot of people saying you shouldn’t scroll on tumblr while manifesting, or that you should delete the app, which isn’t at all true (if u don’t want it to be)!!! 😭

I know for me personally, I like scrolling on here and it encourages me and makes me excited!! It might not for you, but regardless just pleaseeeeee do what you think is best for you!!! You know yourself better than a stranger on here! 💖💖

(Finally posted after a month 😭😭)