YOU ARE THAT WHO YOU WISH TO BE ᨒ↟ ⋆｡°

me whenever i see someone with the same s/o as me sharing storytimes about them in their dr (i try not to get upset but i do anyway)

OKAYYYYY HELLOOOO YOU SHIFTED??!?? PACK IT UP MASTER SHIFTER 😩🫶🏽

BAE WHAT WAS THE METHOD PLEASE THESE ALMOST SHIFTS AND SHIFTING FOR TWO SECONDS ARE EATING ME ALIVE HELP A BISH OUTTTT

the anti-method (a.k.a., you were never here to begin with).

౨ৎ this isn’t a method (well, sorta). no steps, no trying, no reaching. it’s a glitch. a realisation. a quiet little crack in the mirror. it did make *me* shift !!!

there was never a door to open. never a distance to cross. you were never locked out. just lost in a dream, trying to wake up when you were already awake.

people talk about shifting like it’s a journey, a climb, a thing to chase. but what if it was always just a memory?? something lodged in the back of your mind, waiting for you to remember it? like a word on the tip of your tongue. like déjà vu.

you were already there. you just forgot.

i , lie or sit still. don’t try. don’t force. just let yourself exist, soft and untethered. feel your body like it’s not yours. just a borrowed costume, a dress-up game you forgot you were playing. limbs are foreign. the weight is someone else’s problem.

ii , ask yourself. " WHAT IF I ALREADY SHIFTED AND I JUST...FORGOT? " not “what if i go there,” not “what if i shift.” but what if i was always there? what if i just... blanked out for a sec?

iii , your brain will (probably) panic. it’ll start grasping at straws, trying to prove you’re still here. trying to reattach you to the illusion. let it fumble. let it glitch. just keep thinking :

◞ i already shifted. i just forgot. ◞ i’ve been there this whole time.

it’s not a theory. not a wish. just a fact you misplaced somewhere along the way.

iv , the mind collapses on itself. how do you know you aren’t already in your dr? how do you prove this isn’t the dream? the body stops feeling like yours. the world gets flimsy at the edges. and then? the illusion shatters.

v , you remember. not enter. not “get there.” just....remember. your dr? you were in it before you even asked. shifting? you never had to try. it was always just a breath away. you were never locked out. you just forgot the door was already open.

vi , you're there. like the ending of a lucid dream where you suddenly know without needing proof. and that’s it. you're there. you always were.

　　　　　　　　　　  ⊹　 ︶︶　 ୨୧　 ︶︶　 ⊹

the anti-method works for getting into the void as well, as it bypasses the idea of getting there entirely. instead of treating the void as a destination you have to reach, it flips the perspective :

you’re already in the void. you just forgot.

the void isn’t something you enter. it’s something you remember. it’s the default state, the space beneath everything else. but your mind, in its little desperate need to cling to reality, convinced you that you’re somewhere else. that you’re here instead of there. this method forces your brain into a logical spiral . . .

◞ how do i know i’m not already in the void? ◞ how do i prove this isn’t the dream? ◞ what if i just… forgot?

and because your brain can’t disprove it, the illusion starts to crack. your body stops feeling real. the world starts to feel dreamlike. the physical self detaches, and, poof, there you are. or rather, there you always were.

it works because it messes with the fabric of perception. if you stop believing in the difference between “here” and “there,” what’s left???? just being. just existing. and in that moment of realisation, the illusion of reality collapses. and you remember the void like an old childhood memory suddenly rushing back.

once you're in the void, once the realisation fully sinks in and the illusion crumbles, you're just there. infinite. detached. pure awareness. it’s like waking up from a dream, but instead of waking into your bedroom, you wake into nothingness. and then? well, you decide.

◞ if you want to affirm, affirm. ◞ if you want to shift, set your intention and let yourself go. ◞ if you want to just exist in the void, soak in the weightless, limitless nothingness.

there’s no next step because the void doesn’t require doing. it’s the ultimate being. you can shape it, or you can let it hold you. either way, you’re already exactly where you need to be.

what happens after? whatever you want. that’s the whole point.

౨ৎ and that is it. no trying, no reaching, just a little oh. moment. a déjà vu in the back of your mind. go play in the dreamscape. you were never here anyway.

you definitely don't require this method, or any method at all to either shift *or* get to the void, but method can be fun ! you can definitely try this one out if you wish.

these were so cute omg

soft!mattheo riddle headcannons ⭑.ᐟ

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ soft!mattheo who throws punches like he doesn’t care if his knuckles bleed but wipes his busted lip with the back of his hand and grins when you scold him. “what? you worried about me, angel?”

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ soft!mattheo who smells like smoke and expensive cologne, who always has a cigarette tucked behind his ear but never lights it when you're around because he knows you don’t like the smell

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ soft!mattheo who gets into trouble just to make you roll your eyes at him, just so he can tilt his head and say, “c’mon, don’t act like you don’t love me like this.”

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ soft!mattheo who always has an arm draped over the back of your chair, who pulls you onto his lap at parties like it’s second nature, who lets everyone know, without a single word, that you’re his

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ soft!mattheo who will teach you how to throw a punch but won’t let you actually get into a fight—“nah, angel, that’s my job. you just stand there and look pretty.”

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ soft!mattheo who lets you braid his hair, sitting between your legs with his head tilted back against your stomach, eyes closed, a lazy grin on his lips when you call him pretty

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ soft!mattheo who steals your hair tie to wear on his wrist, even though it doesn’t match his whole ‘i don’t care about anything’ aesthetic, but he keeps it there anyway—just because it’s yours

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ soft!mattheo who teaches you how to drive his motorcycle, watching with amusement as you struggle, but when you get the hang of it, he just grins and says, “that’s my girl.”

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ soft!mattheo who keeps a picture of you tucked into his wallet, folded and worn at the edges, but if anyone ever points it out, he just scoffs and shoves it deeper into his pocket, pretending it’s not a big deal

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ soft!mattheo who acts all tough, all ‘i don’t do romance,’ but still waits up for you when you’re out late, still makes you coffee in the morning (even if it’s terrible), still presses his lips to your forehead when he thinks you’re asleep

© iamgonnagetyouback ⋆.˚ please do not copy, translate, or repost any of my work.

it’s literally the best feeling in the world

when you just finished one of the most beautiful fics ever written and you see that the author has a masterlist full of other fics

alright, let's have a little intervention. a public service announcement. an exorcism of the word "attempting."

might rock some reality boats, so grab a life vest or a martini.....whatever makes you feel more secure. we need to abolish, no, incinerate, the concept of "trying" to shift. the idea that you are "attempting" to manifest. because what do you mean you’re ‘trying’ to shift? what does that actually mean. are you ‘trying’ to exist? are you ‘trying’ to walk into a kitchen? you either do or you don’t. there is no ‘attempt’ in action, there is only action. you are shifting every second. every thought is a step. every breath is a move. every blink is a new scene. there is no in-between state, no limbo where you sit and mull over whether or not you’re doing it right. you are doing it, whether you recognise it or not.

this applies to loa, too !!! you don’t ‘try’ to manifest. you don’t ‘attempt’ to believe. you either accept reality as yours, or you hesitate at the door, and hesitation is not movement. you wouldn’t say you’re ‘trying’ to breathe. you just breathe. you wouldn’t say you’re ‘attempting’ to see something with your own eyes. your eyes are open. the world is there. whether you acknowledge it or not is your own decision.

when i tell you the single biggest thing that helped me shift was just realising i wasn’t ‘attempting’ anything. i wasn’t waiting to get it right, wasn’t holding my breath for some imaginary confirmation screen to pop up and tell me i’d done it. i was already doing it. the only difference between me and the person ‘trying’ was that i stopped questioning whether i was moving and just started walking.

please !!!! let’s abolish ‘attempting.’ let’s retire this whole "mini shift" nonsense, this "i think i almost did it" foolishness. no. you walk. you step through. you are there. no intermediaries, no limbo, no shaky maybe-land where you’re wading in ankle-deep hesitation. either you’re in or you’re out. there isn't some vague purgatory of almostness. you shift every second. you can manifest in seconds. no trying. just doing. throw it into the fire. take it out back like an old tv set that no longer works. you are not attempting. you are being. and the moment you get that....you’re already there.

Hate how lighting a candle does wonders to my mood. Like wowwww. Grug like fire? Grug not sad anymore because Fire in Cave? Wow. Real predictable of Grug.

reminder: shifting is real. you’re going to have memories from when you were a kid or random interactions with people you knew back then. even the dream you may have had when you were 10... oh and perhaps the supermarket you visited with your parents 6 years ago? your life in your dr doesn’t start from the moment you shift there. life is still life. don’t treat your dr as a ‘magical‘ place.

what’s the void state is not😐😐💀😹

what the void state is 😻😋🫶🔥

life when you realise manifesting is shifting

life when you realise the multiverse is real

life when you realise you’re more than your physical self

life when you realise it’s never really that deep

life when you realise soulmates are real

i've lost weight from the comfort of my bed while eating like shit, i've got accepted into programs without even applying, i've got promoted at work by doing the bare minimum, i've been gifted desired things i never mentioned wanting out loud, i've gotten money from the most random sources, i've changed my weight distribution, i've changed my height, i've changed my face, ive cured my dental problems, i've revised animal sickness, i've gotten my exact desired sp, i've gotten gaul citizenship, i've changed my grades, i've got my dream apartment, i've gained my exact desires friend group, i've gotten multiple free vacations... loa is literally the cheat code to life.