Realizing that sleeping—something I do all the time— includes my consciousness detaching from my CR body helped me address my subconscious fears pertaining to shifting.

And this tweet had me thinking about how it’s the same method we use to shift!

I once wrote a 1500 word essay on something I'd forgotten to read in the 40 minutes before class. Including the time it took to read the thing I'd forgotten to read.

I got an A on that paper.

Writing is a skill. Skill is muscle. If you don't use a muscle, it atrophies. If you are a student and you are tempted to use genAI to cheese an assignment, I am begging you for your own sake to not do it.

This is not a moral stance about genAI (which is shit at what it's ostensibly for, and full of lies and evil, and fueled by art theft and burning rainforests, and there is no good reason to ever use it for anything; that's the moral reason for why you shouldn't use it), it is a purely pragmatic stance based on the fact that if you use it you will never learn the single most essential skill that is used in every single workplace.

You will never learn to bullshit.

And if you cannot bullshit, you will not understand when you are being fed bullshit by others.

For your own sake you must learn to do your own thinking, your own bullshitting, because our trashfire society runs on bullshit and for your own good you must become fluent in it, because very few people will bother to translate it for you. It was asinine in the late 90s, and it is asinine today, but it is the central truth of adult society: everything is bullshit, and you need to know what is going on beneath the bullshit, and you need to be able to bullshit back if necessary.

I know that the expectations being placed on you are ever-increasing, and I know that it does not seem rational to put effort into explaining the plot of a Charles Dickens novel to someone who has read the thing 50 times and will read 50 identical essays about it over the weekend. I know you are being handed ever-greater heaps of what is functionally mindless busywork because of an institutional obsession with metrics that don't actually measure learning in a useful way. High school was nightmarish in the 90s and I am fully aware that it has only gotten worse.

Nevertheless, you must try, if only for your own sake. Curiosity is your best hope, and dogged determination your best weapon. Learn, please, if only out of spite.

I was able to get an A on that paper because I was able to skim the reading, figure out what it was about, and bullshit for 1500 words in the space of 40 minutes.

Imagine what you can do if you learn to bullshit like I can bullshit.

I've literally bullshitted 5k word papers in 3 hours. I'm not kidding. I would literally wait until the last day to write things because I'm horrible with procrastination, and I put an entire 5k word paper down in Word on multiple occasions for college across 6 years.

I had to do a 15k word paper for a final in one class my 2nd year of college. It took me like 2 or 4 days because again I procrastinate, and I had been given at least 2 weeks to do it, but I aced that paper! I got like 96% I think?

Writing 1k words is NOTHING, honestly, if you know the subject well or if you know how to bullshit well.

Thing is, college professors will give you cheats sometimes on how to bullshit properly!

And here are a few things I learned, from English, history, ethics, etc. professors, to bullshit a paper properly.

Never edit as you write initially. Or at least do the most minimal editing you can as you write (aka fixing spelling and punctuation, but do your damnedest to avoid editing anything else beyond this).

I'd begin my essays not with the intro or closing paragraph. No, I would start with the body paragraph that I felt most confident on! The one I felt strongest about or knew the most about with a subject. I didn't feel confident much at all with a good number of those, but honestly any amount of security in what I was doing, even if minimal to almost none, was better than absolutely none at all.

So I'd go ahead, and start word vomiting on the page. I would spam my thoughts into the body paragraph, adding sentences that might be nonsense at the time, or words that aren't quite perfect for what I'm trying to describe.

But I could go back later and edit.

I'd try getting all the body paragraphs out, and then check my word count. It was never enough.

But that's when I would go back and reread, looking for the "nonsense" sentences I'd put to the document, which might be irrelevant to the point I was attempting to convey within the paragraph they're placed.

Then I'd cut that "nonsense" out and make another extra body paragraph with it. Yes. Start an entire new body paragraph using those sentences and points that seemed nonsensical at the time, and make them into a whole separate paragraph of their own that adds support to my essay.

If it's irrelevant to the paragraph I cut it from, then I'd put it right between the one it came from, and whichever one which originally followed after it. If it wasn't relevant to any of that, I'd just put this point and its body paragraph wherever it chronologically fit for the relevance of my argument.

The chronology of my essay's body paragraphs would be akin to:

Never put your weakest paragraph last. Your goal is to make a lasting impact with that essay, so of course you want to save the weakest point for somewhere in the middle of it all, not the very end where the impact happens. If your weakest point falls somewhere in the middle, then you won't have the reader feeling like this essay just flopped at the end and was, therefore, a worthless read.

Additionally, always begin with the strongest point because that's the "rope-in". It's how readers stay hooked and become convinced to read more of the essay at all.

The point is that you take all your ideas, even the most seemingly-irrelevant ones, and you run with them, because a whole new paragraph will add several hundred words to your essay.

Do that enough times, and soon you've met your word count or even gone way over!

Organize the body paragraphs of your essay in a way that makes sense to support your overarching argument. I won't go into the whole structure of a standard essay, but the key is that it has to make sense or else your professor isn't going to give you a good grade because the entire purpose is to make an argument and defend it. And who's going to grade you well if you argument is unclear, disorganized, disjointed, etc.?

Soon enough, when you have all the shit organized right, then you go ahead and start editing for the words and phrases that really don't fit anywhere. Try to find anything that might not support the overall argument you're making, and get rid of it. Change words that aren't right and find ones which are!

That's a great way, btw, to get rid of stuff if you're beyond the word maximum your professor has provided. If I'm honest, word maximums were my worst enemy in college, holy shit.

Thesaurus.com has a wonderful thesaurus you can use and find what may be relevant to you! Be sure to click the link above those words which directs you to the definitions, and make certain they're what you're looking to use to convey your point!

Anyway, yeah. Fastest way to bullshit an essay is to edit last of all, word vomit first, take the irrelevant stuff and make new body paragraphs with it all, and then you've got a whole essay.

Even "bullshitting" requires effort. Life is not without effort. Education is not without effort.

You will be able to bullshit, but it requires effort. Don't think you can just get away with never learning a damn thing and putting in no effort, then expect to succeed.

You will not succeed without some level of effort.

600 words is not what I would consider an essay, at least none of my teachers called it that. I think I often wrote to much and might’ve been partially responsible for some teachers putting a maximum word count for assignments 😅

There was this one English teacher that absolutely loved me for it though. If I remember right, she’d give us a weekly assignment where we had to T4 a chapter of whatever book we were reading for class, then compile it into a table of examples to go with quotes we found interesting. On average I was writing about 1k words.

She’d read it all and add comments reacting to my ideas. It brought me so much joy reading them that I distinctly remember the most exclamation marks she used in a row (I’m about 80% sure it was 7).

The biggest essay I ever had to write back then was 4k, which actually did end up being hard to get. I credit most of that to bad time management though. I definitely spent way too long editing in between writing sections, rather than first writing enough content to at least go over the word cap. It’s also way easier to cut out words rather than come up with new ones.

+ i love you, it's ruining my life

i wake up at 5:00 am. sharp. no alarm, no sound, just my body forcing me back into a life i don't recognize as my own.

i keep my eyes closed and my body motionless, i just exist in the space between dreaming and waking, where you still feel close. where i can almost believe that if i just stay still enough, quiet enough, the slow rustling of fabric as you turn in your sleep wouldn't disappear.

but then reality settles in—and i know. it's the same wrong bed. wrong sheets. wrong scent hanging onto my clothes. wrong air i'm inhaling and exhaling into.

i count the seconds. three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. and i open my eyes.

i turn to my side, staring at neatly folded pillows, and the pillows stare back at me, we're both waiting for something—anything to feel like you. i'm waiting for your voice, the pillow's waiting for the weight of your drunken sleepy head against it, i'm waiting for the warmth of your body settling into the bed, the pillow's waiting for the muttered protests of five more minutes as i try—and ultimately fail to wake you up.

but my bed is empty. it's always empty.

the world outside my window is already moving. there's a hundred different voices in the distance, it's a morning i dread calling mine, a morning i was never supposed to wake up to. i get up anyway. i go through the same sickening motions. shower. teeth. clothes.

i keep my hands busy, so my mind doesn't have time to fantasize about the way yours could fit into them.

either way, it always does.

the coffee tastes wrong here. like it doesn't belong to the mornings i am supposed to be having. i sit on the edge of my bed, cursing every world you don't exist in.

but i know that somewhere else, you are making breakfast. not eggs, not toast, it's really nothing normal. you are making that ridiculous thing you came up with while rubbing sleep from your eyes at 1:00 am.

i can almost smell the air—sweet and warm. and i almost know what you'd look like, i can almost touch your clothes. and i almost know what you'd say from how absentmindedly i've repeated it, like a national anthem—it's too early, but it never is, not for you.

i should be there.

i should be in a world where my name means something to you.

but i am not.

every time i try, every time i close my eyes and really try—something holds me back. something in me hesitates, grips onto this world like it's afraid of what happens if i truly let go.

what if you're not real?

but then i remember what it feels like to miss you. and i know—this is real. because no dream, no fantasy, nothing could ever feel like this. no 'imagined person' could ever make this reality feel so unbearable.

maybe if i wanted you less, if i ached for you less, if i restrained myself, you'd fade away and i would finally be able to let go and carry on living.

but the mere thought of that makes me repulsive. i don't want to let go. i don't want to forget. i don't want to loosen my grip, because if i do, i'll never know what it feels like to exist with you.

so i try again. and again. and again. and again. i repeat your name once, twice, three times, four—answer me. i tell myself i will wake up where i am meant to be. i let go a little more with each breath.

but then 5:00 am. comes again. and again. and again. and again.

and every time it does, it gets harder to breathe. harder to open my eyes. harder to act sane when i know—i know, that you're real.

i am here.

you're everywhere else—it's ruining me.

but one day, i'll miss you differently.

not an inherently terf thing but omg i hate when people look at an image like this and go

“guys ‘she’s’ obviously a man we can always tell…..”

Mf what. no you cant + youre just enforcing the unhealthy body standards for women 😭😭

I fixed some art! (Added my user in the gallery instead of on ibis paint bc I forgot lols)

Women are not your costume. Being trans is harmful to women.

TERFs on their way to art steal and edit

It's not stolen if the originals are in the post, too, btw! Trans people accuse women of anything just because he/she is jealous. Embarrassing.

It's stolen if you didn't ask permission from the original artist

You're really making up your own definition, huh? And no, it's not because I never claimed it was MINE. I only recreated it and made it better, hope this helps!

even if you didn't claim, still wrong to edit someone's art without proper crediting and asking permission, did the artist also allowed reposts? despite the transphobia what you did is offensive

Oh god, this must be so hard for you🥺

I'm gonna report yourself to the original artist

HEY GUYS

Im going to go over the ethics of editing others art and when and when not its ok

If the author says its ok its ok

If the author hasn’t said anything or says that its not ok its not ok

If you are removing diversity from the (aka. White washing or detransing or making a character skinny) its not ok

If you are editing a white washed character to be no longer white washed its ok

Anyway this falls into not moral please don’t remove diversity from art its erasure and very wrong

OK I JUST REALIZED you also put your watermark making it look like you were the original creator of the art work that is wrong times ten from a purely artistic perspective can someone tag the og creator in this post i think this actually counts as art theft

I've already explained this on my account... you rlly have no hobbies, hm?

Oh sorry I didn’t go through your entire account before pointing something out sorry about that!

But serious talk you told me all trans people should kill themselves in a earlier reblog.

Do you truly think this?

I'm more talking abt TRA and those arrogant trans, pervs so I guess yeah.

See but there are trans kids who may see this and thats what worries me

I get that, but I'm actually not bothered. If they see it, hopefully, it will knock some sense into them.

But what if they see that and instead of “getting some sense knocked into them” they kill themself because they see that the world hates them and that was the final straw

Listen you can be transphobic all you want but this isn’t a trans concern its a basic moral concern

Then that's on them for being trans ngl & maybe they should talk to someone, get off the Internet, and stop letting everything get to them.

it's so rare to see hatred like this in the wild. This is why some of y'all need to go outside, get some air, and talk to some real people. Do you hear yourself? You're wishing death upon KIDS. Who else in this world could it be more important to protect?

This is like the other side of the show 'adolescence' and how it can happen to women too. Hatred of the 'other' is a dangerous, ugly thing. It pushes people to condone violence just because they will never have to see how the hatred that festers inside them can impact others. I beg you to remember you're not talking about numbers or faceless entities, these are real KIDS you're hoping kill themselves. These are people with mothers that have to bury their children. Think about the expansiveness of how much that hurts to feel as a parent, or as a sister, or an aunt, or a grandma, or that kid's best friend, or that kid's teacher.

You're wishing death on little girls and boys, because what? Because they don't like their bodies or their name? I can't believe anything you say is "feminist" if you can justify posting without any regard for the safety of girls who see it. I feel sorry for you too though OP, you clearly have some kind of attention seeking/ victim complex or something. Normal people don't have this much anger and hatred for the other gender. But OP, you're not hurting the people who actually deserve it when you do this. You're not hurting the people who hurt you. The rapists and pedophiles of the world couldn't care less if you want them to kill themselves. The only people who will see it and feel something are suicidal kids and teens.

You're letting yourself become what rots the soul of good people, and hurts the people you hope to protect. I pray that no little girls ever find your page and think that this hatred is reflective of how the offline world feels about them. I don't care who you think about trans people, or men, or whatever else. This is a fundamental disrespect of the human spirit, and no ideology can justify that.

Pinterest is banning users for no reason -- BACK UP YOUR PINS!

I haven't seen anyone talking about this on tumblr or in the shifting community so thought I'd make a PSA. People are getting their accounts completely banned for no reason. Years of boards lost.

A little while ago, Pinterest fired 95% of their staff and switched to AI. Moderation is completely run by AI. Unfortunately it's not very well trained -- cause you can't feed it illegal obscene imagery in order to train it.

So it's been trained based off of user reports. But the problem is that it can see something like yellow walls in the background of a graphic NSFW image, and then start flagging completely innocent pictures just because they had yellow walls.

And you can be banned for just having pinned a completely innocent image. Not even uploading. Just PINNING an innocent image. Years of making pinterest boards, DR visualization, craft ideas, art references, all GONE.

It doesn't matter how innocent your pins are. And unfortunately, the obscene images aren't even being taken down all of the time. UNFORTUNATELY, all reporting pins does now, is give the AI moderation more feedback to ban innocent users... And then put more obscene images into your feed because you clicked on it to report it.

I've had simple line drawing art tutorials get flagged. As well as a picture of a beach. I'm not banned yet, but it's happening to so many people, it's gonna happen sooner or later. You can try to appeal the ban, but it seems like it only works a small fraction of the time.

So yeah. Wanted to share this because I've seen some of your AMAZING pinterest boards that you've spent so much time on, and I would hate for all that work to be lost.

This is a list of things I've seen ppl get banned for, as well as pins I've had report messages about myself. Might be good to avoid pinning these, or removing these from your boards: -Pins with large areas of skin showing. Doesn't matter if they're technically covered. Bikinis, modeling, ballet dancers, cheerleaders, shirtless men, or paintings with exposed skin -ANIME. Just pins with the anime art style are getting flagged. -Renaissance art images -Rooms with blue walls or yellow walls. -Art references. Yes, even simple line art / general form drawings. -Pictures or drawings where people are close together. Cuddling, kissing, fully clothed, doesn't matter. -Recipes. ??? -You can get a violation for saving a pin from a user that had another one of their pins get flagged. -Pinning images too quickly can get you spam violations.

I'm going to switch over to cosmos.so and refern tbh

the cosmos app is a great substitute for pinterest, it just takes some getting used to!

if pinterest does mistakenly suspend your account ( this has happened to me in the past but was resolved within 48 hours, despite quite a bit of anxiety ), follow the instructions in this article. when you submit your appeal, you can copy-paste the message at the bottom of the article in your appeal to make it easier ! 💛

I'm too employed for this I thought it was like a work shift

I kind of hate when ppl use ChatGPT to write their tumblr posts. Cus like if I wanted to read what ChatGPT has to say, I’d go ask it that (and man do I love chatgpt) but I mean, come on man?? I come on this app for the ORIGINALITY, AUTHENTICITY, CREATIVITY and UNIQUENESS. If people simply just use chatgpt this community will slowly die out like shifttok. Our only special perk is our creativity as shifters and as human beings.

When u give me a post written by chatgpt ur basically saying “just go ask chatgpt”

I don't know if I reblogged this already (I don't think I have) but AI is BAD! Not only is it bad for the environment it is an insult to who YOU are, it is an insult to your intelligence, it is an insult to your skills. You are more than capable of creating an original piece of work. One of the most beautiful things in life is creation, I absolutely love consuming other people's work of art. I love watching TV and movies, reading books, listening to movies, and looking at pieces of art. Why on earth would I give up the beauty, the complexity and authenticity of the human mind for computer generated slop?

With all that being said I am VERY anti-ai and if you use AI, unfollow me, block me, and do not interact with me whatsoever. You may think I am being dramatic but I value the human mind, I value you the environment, and I value you my morals and ethics. I will not my values for anything.

Hii I agree but I just wanted to add something. AI isn't as bad for the environment, at a consumer level, as it is presented to be by a lot of sources. AI training is really bad for the environment, but consumer level AI use like asking queries or using character ai uses less energy and creates less of a carbon footprint than watching youtube (https://www.semanticscholar.org/paper/Learn-to-Code-Sustainably%3A-An-Empirical-Study-on-Vartziotis-Dellatolas/7af5aa58660cc61ae53a2bb1441b40b18d6faf62). I think there are some ways that AI can be useful, not just in shifting but in the world. AI is being used to identify cancer (https://www.semanticscholar.org/paper/Integrating-artificial-intelligence-and-data-in-for-Diala-Njoku/0920dbe1f407c6c89b0d783de0a942bde376503e) , AI is being used to monitor the environment and model what we can do to save it (https://www.semanticscholar.org/paper/AI-Applications-in-Satellite-Image-Processing%3A-and-Ojo-Ajiboye/5d06754b675bddd399add0eccb2ced5fbf767583) There are many good things AI does.

The main problem I see with AI is when it's not used as a tool to support creativity and innovation in the world, but when it is used to bypass it.

If you think loa is the ONLY way to shift just know that your toxic&you suck 😻🙏

not to start beef but why are we hating on people and namecalling them solely because of their beliefs

isn't it loa shifters calling ppl stupid and wrong, and telling them that they'll never shift without loa? cuz that's my experience. and when you make a post responding to them, they always go like "the stupid, lazy shifters that will never shift are bullying me 🥺"

like, wasn't there a person who got bullied off tumblr just cuz their belief was the shifting and manifestation are not the same thing?

and didn't that person have anons literally telling them to kill themselves?

actually i see your point. some LOA believers need to learn that LOA doesn't mean 'my assumptions create the universe therefore everyone else is Wrong and Needs To Know It', it means that all explanations, beliefs, and religions are true (at least to the individual who believe's subjective interpretation of 'reality'). Anyone who preaches LOA and follows it up with "so therefore YOUR assumptions are wrong because **I** didn't assume them" is viewing things from a very self-centred perspective.

If you think loa is the ONLY way to shift just know that your toxic&you suck 😻🙏

not to start beef but why are we hating on people and namecalling them solely because of their beliefs

Hii loves,

It's Aish heree!

How are you all feeling about saturating your minds to the fullest and taking advantage of the number of tools you have to manifest??

Because remember? It's already YOURS. The reason you want it so bad is because you already have it!!!

Give me your reason why you are scared to start? Why you're wavering? You're being lazy? It's okay to waver once or twice if you don't go on spiraling about nothing works and 3d and this and that. We can waver, of course, but what do we do next? PERSIST.

♡ Before going to sleep, doesn't matter how tired you are because being tired only HELPS, imagine yourself having it all, whatever it is that you want (because you DO have it). It'll take max 15 minutes and you can see those things clearly and say "4D is the only reality. 3D reflects whatever happens in 4D. I can see the 3D reflecting my 4D reality because that's how it works"

♡ When you wake up, do the same. 10-15 mins of imagining yourself. That's it, it'll make you happier even.

♡ What should I do when I check my bank account and more money isn't there? What do I do when I look into the mirror and don't have my dream body yet? Simple. You're looking at the reflection of your previous assumptions, the things society has put in your mind. All you have to do is, close your eyes for ONE minute and think of your 4D reality because that's the reality that matters. Repeat the same affirmations i said before.

That's all you have to do, check the 4D for validation not the 3d. I won't tell you to ignore the 3d but atleast know that it's because of past assumptions and the only reality is the 4d. The 3d will SOON reflect your new 4D assumptions and reality. Persist. Do this for 14 days straight and you'll see the magic, your own power.

Let's start today, shall we? I'm open to answer your questions, be it about SATs, subliminals etc!

Take action now and prove to me you're doing this with me by replying!!

Me when I can feel myself about to shift but I get hit with the realisation of how real shifting is and I am going to be in my DR FOR REAAL

UGH LITERALLY How do I not do this?

　　　i have it, i have it, i have it… so where is it?

there’s a thing that happens. a delusion, a performance, a cosmic joke that you’re in on until you realise you’re the punchline. you manifest something, no, you inhabit it, you embody it, you crawl inside its skin and zip yourself up. i have x. i own x. x is already in my hands. you say it until it isn’t a wish anymore, just a fact waiting to be noticed. and then. nothing.

the universe, god, the simulation, whoever’s supposed to be writing this cheque, has put you on hold. customer service music is playing. you are nowhere near x, your hands are empty, your environment bleak and x-less. you are spiritually rich and physically destitute, the manifestational equivalent of an aristocrat whose assets are frozen.

and you sit there, stunned. because it worked last time. and the time before that. and the time before that. like magic, like clockwork, like a law as immutable as gravity. you have received things you shouldn’t have received. things you had no way of getting. things that should have been out of reach but weren’t, because you knew how to want them properly. so why not now? why this, why you, why the delay?

　　　　　　so , here’s how you get x

you ignore the absence of x. you treat x like an inevitability, like a train already hurtling down the tracks towards you. not like a possibility. not like a wish. an inevitability. you do not beg the train to come; you stand at the station as if it’s already rounding the bend. you prepare. you make space. you act as if.

this is not the delusion of a fool. this is the precision of an architect. the greats have always known this, athletes, actors, politicians, emperors. success is an air, a posture, a scent worn like cologne. you can smell it on people before they have it. and if you wear it long enough, the universe catches on.

you speak in possession, not longing. you train your mind to recoil at the word "want" like it’s poison. wanting affirms lack. you do not want, you have. you are.

but what about reality? what about facts? what about the brutalist architecture of circumstance, the stone and steel of what is?

what about it? reality is not static. it is pliant, malleable, a thing to be strong-armed and shaped. the first step in changing reality is refusing to bow to it.

so you do not acknowledge the empty space where x should be. you treat it like a chair already filled, a bank account already bursting, a future already decided. you hold the pose, you speak in the tense of the having, you ignore the absence until it has no choice but to become presence.

confidence + assumption = success. it has never been more complicated than that. the world has always belonged to those who assume it should.

　　so assume. and let the world catch up.