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“shifting is a form of witchcraft”

good to know that I’m a witch in every reality!

I asked Chat GPT to write a short story about me and my s/o… My motivation for shifting is back

“i shifted, I thought you were lying about it but it’s real”

tell me something I don’t know

not believing in shifting doesn’t make you any “better” or “normal”, you’re just boring.

I’m tired of this reality, I need to be in my DR like right now

I swear almost everything I’m learning at school somehow relates to shifting

SHIFTERS AND PEOPLE WHO ASTRAL PROJECT, I NEED YOUR HELP!

so basically today I explained what shifting and astral projection is to my Best Friend, she believed all of it and decided to try to astral project today. After few hours she called me and told me she tried to do it for few minutes. She felt like she felt asleep. Few minutes after she “woke up?” she noticed that she had a bracelet on that she has never own or even seen. I really don’t have an idea how that bracelet appeared on her hand and neither does she so maybe someone know how and why did that happen?

I just saw a tiktok saying “i hope that I’m a spiderwoman in other universe” AND THE URGE TO COMMENT ABOUT SHIFTING IS HARD TO RESIST

I LOVE TEXTING WITH RANDOM PEOPLE ABOUT SHIFTING like yes babe, tell me all your scenarios, random situations, your relationships, your whole backstory I WANT YO HEAR EVERYTHING!!!

I just saw a reel about shifting on instagram. I am too scared to even check the comments

I am starting to think about making my own subliminals account on YouTube or SoundCloud and posting them with good music because I just can’t listen to subliminals with rain sounds or boring songs. Also if I would do this, I could also take requests from you and you would also get to choose which song you want in the subliminal

The legendary four

“shifting is fake”

an angel lost its wings without even trying to gain them

Do you have any unpopular opinions about shifting?

I have a few but tbh I am scared that some people will hate me for them

accurate

grocery shopping w jj bc you know that man sits in the goddamed grocery cart

you're so right bestie 😌 send prompts to my ask box !

jj jumps out the car the second you've put it into park, "i'm going to get a cart!" he slams the door, making you flinch and then takes off towards the shop, behind the car

you sigh and flip the visor down, checking your hair in the tiny mirror before looking in the wing mirror, "jesus christ," you mumble, seeing jj throwing himself into the cart, legs in the air. you scramble to grab your keys, wallet and phone before hopping out of the car

the boy slowly rolls towards you, a grin on his face, "push me" he says, the wheels on the cart clacking as he draws closer

you cross your arms over your chest, "no j, get out" you say and look around to check for cars as he comes across the parking lot.

"no" he says simply. the cart starts to turn with his weight being on one end, he cranes his neck to maintain eye contact with you. he shakes his head to emphasise his answer

in his journey he's started to gain speed, you stare at him blankly as you move towards the back end of your car, "j, i'm not pushing you"

"sure you are" he replies full of cheek, "can you stop me before i hit the car" he rushes out metres from your car. you stick your foot out, bumping the wheels when the front of the cart is just inches from the back bumper

you realise jj is not going to get out the cart and while locking him in the car seems tempting you know he will manage to fuck something up, last time he took the handbrake off to see how far he could roll, he hit another car.

"push me!" he says again, putting his arms up in the air like he's on a roller coaster. people walk past staring at you and your child of a boyfriend, you chuckle at the stupidity of the situation

"fine but if a worker tells you to get out, get out" you grab onto the handles and pull, turning him around and then stride towards the store. jj waves his hand up at you as you enter

you're only at the store for snacks, knowing you’ll both be too stoned to drive later and you're going to need them, the munchies hit you and jj hard, every time.

steering the cart, and your boyfriend, towards the right isles you pass adults, giving them small smiles as you pass. they just shake their heads at you both

"beep beep, coming through" jj hollers when you reach the end of the isle. a woman, coming down the centre isle that splits all the others in half, screams sending jj into a giggle

"sorry!" you apologise and push harder, getting to the right isle faster. jj sticks his arm out, grabbing random packets of chips from the shelves, dumping them on top of his boots

you stop the cart and move around it, grabbing some of them to put them back. "hey, no no no," jj huffs and tries to grab them back but you pull him out of arms reach before he can, he glares up at you

"j, neither of us even like those ones baby," you try and reason with him, soft pleading eyes in hopes to get out of the store as quickly as possible

if you could see inside his head, you would see cogs turning as he tries to come up with something, "well, i might like them later?"

snickering you leave only the chips you like in the cart and move on to candy. you don't make the mistake of letting him too close to the shelves, leaving him in the middle of the isle while you pick out things

"afternoon ma'am," jj nods and salutes an elderly woman who tries to pass, "could you, uhm, pass me some of those," you hear him whisper, shortly followed by a, "thanks, have a good day"

your back is still turned, your arms full of candy and chocolate, "jj, if i turn around and there's things i didn't put in there, we are leaving" you say, bending to grab a couple more things.

"pfft, no" he scoffs, dragging out the 'o' and as you turn, he throws a pack of something you can’t make out, over the isle. in the distance you hear a smack and a man grunt. jj turns to you wide eyed, "go, go, go" he whisper shouts

you empty your arms into the cart and take off running, drifting around a corner into the bakery isles. both of you burst out laughing, you double over and lean on the edge of the cart, your head bumping jj's

"we have to go" you chuckle when the laughter dies down, jj nods and reaches over to grab a twelve pack of doughnuts and you make your way towards the checkout

the older woman on the till stares at you both as you load up your obscene amounts of snacks. jj does his best, throwing things up onto the conveyer belt, wincing when a bar of chocolate nearly hits the woman.

in all honesty you expect her to say something but she doesn't. you dump the things back on top of jj and pay before pushing him towards the exit, sighing when you hear a chip bag rustling followed by jj crunching

"can you just check the cameras? someone threw these over the isle and it hit me" a man grunts, stood next to the security station

jj tilts his head back looking up at you, "get to the car" he mumbles, his mouth full of food. you nod and dash out of the shop with the reminder to never bring him shopping with you again.

🐚 METHOD: SLEEP PARALYSIS (SP)

*It's a method that works for me, but you're free to use any method available online.

Sleep Paralysis Symptoms

Unable to move

Pressure on chest

Sinking sensation into the mattress

Difficulty breathing

Hallucinations (visual and auditory) (optional)

During SP, everything you hear or see is a hallucination. Your brain, still in the REM sleep phase, produces images related to your dreams. These hallucinations can manifest based on your thoughts, as your subconscious is particularly receptive in this state. The sensation of suffocation is simply due to the natural relaxation of your diaphragm during sleep.

SP Tips

Stay Calm: Keep neutral or positive thoughts to prevent worsening sensations.

Stabilize: Stay still, breathe calmly, and focus on your goal.

💗 How to astral project from SP

Simply set the intention to astral project and imagine yourself separating from your physical body by creating as vivid an image as possible of your astral body beside your bed, without moving. Engage all your senses to activate your astral vision. Focus your thoughts to mentally picture yourself detaching from your physical body.

→ At the same time, you can use one of these methods:

Rolling Method: Visualize yourself rolling out of your body. Rope Technique: Imagine a rope in front of you and picture yourself pulling up to "hoist" out of your body. Floating Sensation: Imagine floating above your body. Hammock Method: Picture yourself in a hammock, gently swaying until you feel yourself separating from your body.

💗 How to lucid dream from SP

Set the intention to have a lucid dream, then:

Keep your eyes closed.

Focus on the colors and shapes that appear behind your eyelids, known as hypnagogic images.

Visualize a specific scene (for example, walking on a beach) and engage all your senses in the visualization

Since the brain cannot distinguish between imagination and reality, it will start to construct a dream based on this focus. The key is to maintain your attention without getting distracted to enter the dreaming state.

💗 Link: To enter the void state or shift into your desired reality (DR) from SP

Hi! This is the first post I’m making, basically my account is gonna be about my different hyperfixations and shifting scripts❤️, hope you guys enjoy!

“who are you shifting for?”

“who’s your dr s/o?”

PLS I’M SHIFTING FOR ME😭 WHAT’S THE SHIFTING COMMUNITY’S OBSESSION WITH EVERYONE HAVING AN S/O?

esp with those shifting methods “imagine ur dr s/o…” SORRY WHO?

and those shifting motivation things too like “answer these questions about your dr!!” and 95% of them are about your dr s/o and not your dr…

ofc nothing wrong with having an s/o but i think people focus wayyy too much on that rather than themselves

but if that works for you then it works for you sooooo idc it’s up to youu!! this has just been a silly rant

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ THE SAME SHIT OVER AND OVER.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Let’s talk, babe. And I mean like for real. Because some of y'all are out here scrolling through your 87th manifestation blog post like the next sentence is gonna unlock the god code. Girl… it’s not that deep. You’re reading the same damn thing over and over again because… that’s just the answer.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎You keep asking how to manifest, how to shift, how to become your ideal self, how to reprogram your subconscious—and the answer is always the same. Why? Because it is the same. It's YOU. YOU are the answer. It’s your assumptions. Your mindset. Your inner world. The end. That’s it. That’s the whole secret. We keep saying the same shit because there’s nothing else to say.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎You wanna hear something different because it’s easier to binge content than to sit with yourself and apply it. But no blog, no mutual, no void success story is gonna do the inner work for you. That’s on you. You’re trying to skip the part where you step into the identity that already has what you want.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Neville said it best: "Assume the feeling of the wish fulfilled." That’s the damn formula. Feel it real. Embody it. Persist. It’s not about finding a new technique—it’s about finally committing to the truth you’ve been running from: you are the operant power. No one’s coming to manifest everything you've ever wanted for you. You’re the god of your reality. So act like it.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎The repetition isn’t the problem. It’s the point. You’re supposed to read the same truth over and over until it clicks. Until you start LIVING it. So next time you feel yourself spiraling into “what am I doing wrong?”—just pause and ask yourself: am I actually doing it, or am I still searching for something I already have?

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Once you finally get sick of your own shit and decide “This is mine because I said so,” everything changes. So yeah. It's the same shit over and over—because the answer is literally you.

⋆.˚ 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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⋆.˚ 𖥔˚ DECIDE. JUST FUCKING DECIDE. (CW: RANT.)

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Today was supposed to be a win. And in a lot of ways, it was and is. I got recognized. I won a silver medal. A 96 on my card. I’ve worked hard, and I deserved to be celebrated. So when my mom’s best friend offered to treat us to a cute little café we hadn’t tried before, I was genuinely excited. The food was incredible, the ambiance was peaceful, everything felt like a reward. Until she started talking.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Out of nowhere, she (my mom's best friend) brought up my dream college course—multimedia arts. My passion. My calling. My decision. And instead of encouragement or even basic respect, I got a lecture disguised as concern. She started with the whole “Why is art even a course?” angle, then sprinkled in the usual “It’s just a hobby, not a career,” and wrapped it up with “We’re just worried about your future, okay?”

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎The amount of rage and discomfort I felt? Immeasurable.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Do you know how dehumanizing it is to have your passion—the thing that lights your soul on fire—reduced to a hobby in the middle of what was supposed to be a celebratory lunch? And the worst part? My mom was nodding. Agreeing. And I just sat there thinking, Why am I being made to feel ashamed for knowing who I am and what I want? Why do so many adults think that just because they struggled, we’re required to choose struggle too?

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎No. Not today.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎I told them flat out that this was not a conversation I wanted to be having. Not here. Not now. Not when I’ve just been awarded for excelling. Not in front of good food and good vibes. Because I will not let anyone ruin my shine, especially not in the name of “concern.” Thankfully, they backed off. But that doesn’t mean the words didn’t sting.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Still, I refuse to shrink myself just because they don’t understand. I refuse to mold myself into something more “convenient” or “acceptable” just because that’s what worked for them. The world they grew up in isn’t the world I’m building. I’m not meant for a life where I wake up every day and dread my job. I’m not meant to just survive. I am meant to create, to lead, to thrive. And they don’t have to understand it. Because I do.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎I’ve already succeeded. I’ve already won. I decided, and that’s all it took. That’s all it ever takes.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎What most people don’t realize is that this world? This entire reality? It listens to you. It listens to your thoughts, your beliefs, your decisions. I know about the Law of Assumption. I understand the Void. I work with subliminals. I manifest. I shift. I am not just living in this world—I am shaping it with every breath I take. I have access to truths and techniques that the vast majority of the population don't know about, let alone practice. That is not something I take lightly.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎And with that knowledge, I made a promise to myself: I will never live a life I hate. I will never settle. I will never chase someone else’s version of success while abandoning my own. I would rather burn every bridge than walk down a path I know isn’t mine.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Because I have that power. And so do you.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎You don’t need anyone’s approval to pursue your dreams. You don’t need the world's validation to take your place in it. You don't have to wait for the "right moment," or the "right opportunity," or someone else's green light. You are the only one who gets to decide what’s right for you. That’s it. That’s the whole secret. You want the life you dream of? Decide. Just fucking decide. Claim it. Live it. Embody it. Let reality catch up to you.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎People will project their fears onto you. Let them. That’s not your business. Your business is becoming everything you’ve ever wanted to be and embodying that. And if that threatens them, so be it.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎You are not here to beg for a life you love. You’re here to choose it. Loudly. Unapologetically. Irreversibly.

So do it. Decide.

I never understood terfs cuz how the fuck are you gonna believe in infinite realities and then be transphobic when you could literally be trans in another reality, it's so funny to think about ☠️

hey so i cant believe i have to say this in the big 2025 and on shiftblr no less, but if you are a terf, kindly do me the favor of blocking me or just not interacting. you are an asshole, your ego is fragile, you're uneducated and i want nothing to do with you <3

gonna try shifting to harry potter tonight so i can meet fred wish me luck