STOP OMG ‼️‼️‼️
I have this horrible problem/habit of referring to myself as “we”. Like I talk to myself about things that I do and I say “oh yea we did that *insert something* and I DONT DO IT ON PURPOSE. Like whenever I say “we” I just mean myself, yet part of me knows there are more “me’s” out there, especially my DRself so I conjoin them together into just saying “we” instead of “I” now that you bring this up, I’m honestly gonna start doing that because I talk to myself a ton (I swear I’m not crazy just when I’m alone I like to think out loud to better my plan or work 😭🙏)
thank you so so so much for this you have no idea 😭🙏🩷
you heard of the "refer to your dr self in first person instead of talking like it's somebody else."
now may I present to you: "referring to your cr self in third person" to detach from this reality.
I'm not involved in this bitch's life anymore, I'm leaving.
Fun fact: we went on a vacation to a time loop with 3 different musicals going on at the same time (the time stamps are a little different there, so when these were made it was all before 1940)
The three musicals were:
42nd Street
Footlight Parade
The Broadway Melody
We watched them for a week straight, entirely in love, that’s when we began writing our own scripts and musicals
Musicals are time loops. Every night, the same thing happens except for a few minor differences. It always ends the same. If you want the characters to do something different or to make better choices, too bad. The actors are bound by the script and the score. The only way for the time loop to end is for the show to close. But you (the audience) don't want the show to close, nor do the actors who would like to be employed. It's a lose/lose situation. For the actors, audience, technicians, and for the characters, who are forever stuck in the same stretch of time.
So!
I am a lead singer and guitarist in a band, we are called Vessels of Rebirth. We have 5 members, including myself, and currently we have learned two songs and starting two more
I have just finished my first draft for our first original song and I wanted to share the lyrics and if you guys have any ideas or criticism I'd love to hear it!
**PLEASE DO NOT COPY OR TAKE MY LYRICS**
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The song is called Pennies for the Dead -
Verse 1: I’ve asked myself the age-old question, Is it really worth the fight? They sell you chains and call them choices, Bleed you dry beneath the lights.
If you find yourself contented Cherish these words like dust— Work hard, smile, and don’t complain, When they leave you out to rust.
They build their castles out of marrow, Line their pockets with our bones. Sing us lullabies of virtue, While they carve our names to stone—
Chorus: So tell me—was it worth it? Did you find what you were looking for? Tell me—did you earn it? Or just steal it from the poor? Take my body, take my spirit, Drain me ‘til there’s nothing left, A poor man’s poison Is just another penny for the dead
Verse 2: I watched the years slip through my fingers, Like wages never meant to stay. They built a throne from our surrender, We built their kingdoms, brick by grave
You’ve turned my hands to iron shackles Worn my bones down to gears Though you may feast upon my labor You’ll die choking on my screams
Chorus: So tell me—was it worth it? Did you find what you were looking for? Tell me—did you earn it? Or just steal it from the poor? Take my body, take my spirit, Drain me ‘til there’s nothing left, A poor man’s poison Is just another penny for the dead
Bridge: Tell me now—was it worth it? You stand alone atop your grave. Built your kingdom out of corpses, Now there’s no one left to save.
All the hands that fed your empire, Now they rise with bloodstained teeth. You can beg, you can bargain— But the dead don’t grant relief.
Final: If you are to listen to one last thing dear Promise your heart’s desire For if you follow the iron road You’re doomed to a pit of fire
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I MISS MY KIDS WTF (not my actual kids but like I basically adopted Claire and Olive frfr, they aren’t just like little sisters they are my children 😔😭)
I saw the sweetest edit of Claire and I’m dying, I forgot how sweet she kind and head strong she is and how much I miss her hugs and the way she would run into my arms
I miss my dear Olive and her toothy grin and her never ending optimism, I miss how she would grab my hand and drag me around the house or playing hide and seek
I miss my DR family so much, like I need them more than ever right now (I almost went to the hospital today and all I could think of was Miss P stroking my hair while humming and Bronwyn holding me in a bear hug and Horace brewing me some tea and frickin Enoch telling me facts about cars bc he doesn’t know how to help and Fiona bringing me flowers with Hugh and Millard reading me Shakespearean sonnets and Emma heating blankets for me and Olive and Claire bringing their plushies for me to cuddle with, like the level of comfort they provide and love they bring makes me cry, they are truly my chosen family)
I’ll be back I’m gonna go sob to more edits of my family 😭
Wait what is shifting I’m a lil stupid lol-
no worries !
bear with me here, I’m not the best at explaining shifting, I just know how to do it
To put it simply, shifting is an action, a decision you make. If you want to go to a different reality, decide you’re there, and you’re there. It’s as simple as that.
I know it sounds impossible, but it has been around forever, with many religions and spiritual traditions using the act of shifting, astral projection, and manifestation
But basically, your perception is what reality is, your assumption creates your reality as the 3D must reflect the 4D, it is not just fact, it is law.
To put it into an example:
say you’re sitting in your room, and you want to go to the kitchen to grab a snack, what do you do? You get up and grab a snack, because you decided you were hungry and wanted a snack. Shifting is that simple, you want to be in your DR? You decide you are there, and there you are!
if you have any more questions or need anything, I can try my best to answer! I also suggest doing your own research, but be sure not to over consume information, you only need yourself to shift. Just you, and your consciousness! Trust yourself, it is your birth right to shift :D
happy shifting <333
"do you think fish can see air? We can see water but can't see air, could it be the opposite?" - Enoch "That's not how that-" Horace
"Why do churches ask for so much money when they think money is the root of evil? sounds pretty hypocritical" - Enoch
"How many people do you think are breathing at the same pace as you at this exact moment?" - Enoch *Horace starts panically breathing* "Honey is just bee throw up" - Enoch *Hugh screaming from the room over, Wyn holding Fiona back from tackling Enoch*
"If every day resets, how do we keep the clothes we stole during raid the village?" - Enoch "Honestly that's a good point" - Millard
"There's no possible way to stand backwards on stairs" - Enoch *a loud crash as Jacob falls from the stairs* "Mirrors don't break, they multiply" - Enoch "I swear if you keep saying these things I will multiply mirrors all over your hommunculi" - Emma
"A baby is the quietest or loudest thing to drop- just depends on who else is in the room" - Enoch "Were you dropped on the head?" - Jacob
"Why are prisoners given food, water, and shelter while homeless people aren't?" - Enoch "Uh- good point" - Miss. P
"What if oxygen is poisonous and takes 75-100 years to kill us?" - Enoch "I hope you get asthma" - Hugh
"Mosquitos are like dirty, already used needles" - Enoch "EWWWWWWW" - Claire & Olive "Nothing is truly on fire, fire is just on things" - Enoch "Enoch why don't you come over here" - Emma, pressing her hands together and generating heat
"Deaf people don't understand why farts are so funny" - Enoch *no one reacts* anyways, these are the sillies being silly. we are fed up with him, but we love him
Im begging 😭🙏
( reblog … send a fruit … get an answer !! what will the fruit oracle tell you about other realities hmm )
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— 🍋 TERRIBLY SOUR LEMON … who’s your least favorite person in your DR? a poisonous ex, a toxic professor—maybe someone who tried to straight up murder you. who do you truly go sour in the face at the thought of?
— 🍎 SHINY RED APPLE … what are you the absolute best at in your DR? the thing that, when people need help with it, they let out the most gigantic sigh of relief when you walk in the room—everyone knows you do it best
— 🍓 SUGAR SWEET STRAWBERRY … what’s the most romantic, sugar-sweet moment you’ve had or will have in your DR? something so terrifically soft and perfect it could’ve come straight from a wild strawberry patch
— 🍆 DEEP UMBER EGGPLANT … what’s the most thrilling fantasy you have about your lover in your DR? no information is too much or too little, it’s all according to your comfort—a midnight rendezvous, a sudden vacation for two, or maybe just a night in with one-or-two extra glasses of wine and hanging out :)
— 🥝 FUZZY BURST KIWI … what’s something about you in your DR that people wouldn’t expect to be true? it doesn’t quite line up, some fabulous detail about you. when people find out, they’re positively shocked
— 🥭 TROPICAL LUSH MANGO … what adds the most dynamic, vibrant color to your DR? a person, a place, an activity, a part of your identity—its presence lights up your existence there like sun rays on a blank canvas
— 🍏 CRISP GREEN APPLE … what’s a memory from your childhood in your DR that stands out amongst the others? the edges of the picture are crisp, it may not be particularly good or bad—but intricately memorable
— 🍈 HONEY BLISS CANTALOUPE … what’s your favorite season in your DR? do you enjoy sun-drenched summers, an exhilarating back to school time in autumn, or perhaps some particularly festive Christmas traditions that make the wintertime special?
— 🍒 BLOODRED CHERRIES … what is your biggest fear in your DR? you don’t have to get deep if you don’t wanna—it can be as small and horrifying as a spider or the dark. something that truly rattles you to your bones
— 🥑 EARTHY AVOCADO … what’s the most comforting part of your daily routine in your DR? it’s grounding—something that no matter where you are or what you have going on, will always give you reprise and solace
— 🫐 DEWY BLUEBERRIES … what’s your comfort meal or dessert in your DR? maybe it’s something your parents make for you, something you order from room service while you’re reclined in a hotel room, or something simple you prepare for yourself—it makes you feel better the second you sink your teeth into i
— 🍑 OVERRIPE PEACH … what kind of a future do you imagine for yourself in your DR? white picket fence material, with marriage and a couple kids? perhaps childless but continuing on your adventures til old age, or all of the above?
— 🍌 SUNNY BANANA … what’s a piece of art, literature or music that truly moved you in your DR? perhaps something that shaped your identity, something that you enjoy for purely academic reasons, or just your favorite
— 🍅 SCARLET TOMATO … what’s the juiciest secret you’ve ever kept or will keep in your DR? the kind of scandalous thing that would positively burst into drama if revealed
— 🥥 SUN-KISSED COCONUT … what would your ideal vacation be in your DR? a tropical getaway, with white sand and bungalows? a secluded retreat into the foggy mountains? where would you go, and who would you bring with you?
— 🍉 JUICY WATERMELON … what’s your favorite thing about your lover in your DR? the way they smell like home, how they make your chest hurt with laughter, how they take care of you. maybe the way their hair falls in their face just so
— 🍍 SPIKY BOLD PINEAPPLE … if your life in your DR had a color palette, what would it look like? perhaps pastels, or a range of jewel tones? maybe a collection of shades that seem totally random, but that make perfect sense just to you
— 🍐 MELLOW PEAR … what’s a dream or goal you’re pursuing in your DR? it could be as small as reading more often, or going out with your friends more, or as large as saving the entire cosmic universe. whatever you’re working towards!
— 🍇 TART PURPLE GRAPES … if you could bottle the scent of your favorite memories in your DR, what would the notes be? base notes of parchment and ink for your academic pursuits? middle notes of jasmine and rose petals for a lover you hold close to your heart? perhaps top notes of sea salt and sand for a place you find solace in?
— 🍊 SUNSET CITRUS ORANGE … what’s your favorite kind of outing to go on in your DR, with your friends, family, or your partner? whether it’s a classy art gallery, a carefree rocky beach, or an urban jaunt to the mall, you know you’ll have a good time every time
— 🍋🟩 ZESTY SOUR LIME … do you have any scars in your DR? a little mark on your knee from a childhood mishap on a scooter, or some gigantic mark left as proof of your world-saving tendencies—one that tells a story, big or small
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This is the lucky clover cat. reblog this in 30 seconds & he will bring u good luck and fortune.
Day 1: Miss Alma Lefay Peregrine
Slipping Through my Fingers - ABBA
You Are My Sunshine - Jimmie Davis
Try Again Tomorrow - Liana Flores
No One is Alone - Into the Woods
Summertime Sadness - Lana Del Rey
Keep You Safe - The Crane Wives
Once Upon A Dream - Lana Del Rey
Je te laisserai des mots - Patrick Watson
No Surprises - Radiohead
Somethin Stupid - Frank Sinatra
Annabelle Lee - Sarah Jarosz
Lucy~ - Corbon Amodio
Willow - Jasmine Thompson
Bird Song - Florence + the Machine
Les Champs-Elysées - Joe Dassin
Gonna be posting more of these! Let me know if you want the playlist links 🫶🎶🪶🪽
TW: chronic illness and chronic mental health
So I have chronic anxiety and clinical depression, along with other various physical health difficulties including intestinal issues and extreme periods (most of which almost lead to going to the hospital, it takes two weeks out of every month of my life) I’ve been examined by countless doctors, therapists, psychologists, and no one knew how to fix me, all they said was I would have to live with it and find coping skills to function “normally” in society
so with that in mind, life sometimes gets ridiculously complicated and difficult, and I hate the fact that I have to live with it, but that’s when I realized *I don’t*
I am a manifestor and shifter, how the hell could I forget that? I honestly am so thankful for scripting and for shifting because in so many realities I don’t have to deal with this burden, I can live freely and enjoy life and not have to worry if a meal will send me to the ER
I really feel like people glaze over the fact that we have SO MUCH POWER and so much potential, I think it’s important to show our appreciation to that, I appreciate it so dearly
Whenever I have a pain spike or an anxiety attack, I just repeat I am in control over my reality, I am the master of the 4d, I am safe, over and over and then it goes away. As of recently, it’s been getting better using these robotic affirmations, and I’m so happy I cry thinking about it
4 years worth of constant pain, no matter what I could do, thinking I would live like this forever, and here I am a few weeks/months and I found what works to save myself
I hope whoever reads this finds hope in my experience, especially to those who share my burdens
good night and happy shifting to all 🩷✨🫶
"To Peculiar children everywhere. You are not alone"Hi! I'm Echo! An advid member of the MPHFPC fandom and a reality shifter ♾️I am 16 years of age Antishifters please do not interract My interests: singing/guitar/music/mphfpc/shifting/drawing/paranormalactivities/and of course musicals
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