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𝑏𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑠𝑒𝑢𝑑𝑜-𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙:

𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢(shifts) .✦ ݁˖

As Wittgenstein once said, “The limits of my language mean the limits of my world.”

As human beings existing on this earthly plane, so deeply shaped by the material conditions around us, we simply don’t have the capacity or the language to fully grasp spiritual practices that lie beyond what we consider “normal.” Practices like shifting can seem strange, even absurd, when viewed through our narrow understanding of reality.

The very development of our kind has been built on an absolutist vision: one truth, one path to that coveted thing we call knowledge. So it’s no surprise that we all feel an almost unconscious urge to categorize shifting, to pin it down to a single explanation, to shrink it into simple words, to turn it into a neat set of steps we can follow before trying again at night, once everyone else is quietly asleep in their rooms.

But shifting doesn’t aim to be a complex concept that demands years of interpretation. Shifting simply is, regardless of circumstances, beliefs, or the insecurities you might carry about it. It exists entirely independent of the illusion of identity you hold in this reality.

Let’s stop trying to understand shifting from such a limited standpoint. Let’s stop identifying so tightly with a human self shaped by a society that knows far less than it assumes. Let’s leave the ego behind. Let’s give up the illusion that there’s a single, final conclusion to reach on this subject.

Shifting isn’t difficult. It never has been, and it never will be. What’s truly difficult, sometimes, is letting go of the ego, the part of us that clings to our humanity, that fears losing the illusion of control over our ever-shifting nature as consciousness.

We already are. You don’t need to convince your brain of something it so stubbornly denies, conditioned as it is to do so.

𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐛𝐥𝐫. ╋━

If it weren’t for the unbearable, gaping void of boredom that is these empty holidays, you would not be subjected to me right now.

Don’t forget: you love my posts. You are illuminated by my infinite, unmatched wisdom.

But. Something happened these last few days. I liked a boy. It was humiliating. It made me spiral and reevaluate my entire existence.

Anyway. Moving on.

I realized I’ve never actually opened up to you people. So today I will. Talking about my desired reality and my experiences doesn’t hurt anyone, and honestly? It’s therapeutic. As you well know, it’s not every day someone tells you about their little “second life.”

I fully 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 three months ago.

It was one of the strangest, most desperate, most deeply annoying nights of my entire blessed life. But when I woke up in my desired reality, I didn’t even clock it. For me it was just a Tuesday. I was in the living room of one of my family’s houses in Rio. The sun was setting. I was mildly disoriented. That morning I’d gotten back from my involuntary imprisonment in Switzerland, aka boarding school. The date read December 21st, 2023. The clock said 6:47 PM. The couch was obnoxiously comfortable. The tropical view was obscene.

It only hit me when I tried to remember what had happened in that weird dream. The second I did, I went looking for my beloved brother. To give him a warm hug.

By which I mean to drag him by the hair for abandoning me in the living room.

The truth is, I wasn’t even sure I believed it had happened. Because this had always been my life. That’s the thing no one tells you. When you’re in your DR, you think like the version of you who’s always lived there. So it’s not as cinematic as the community makes it sound.

The first few days were genuinely magical. I’m sure they’re some of my most prized memories. Interdimensionally.

About my DR: I only have one. For now. And technically, it’s a super rich kids dr. My family is disgustingly rich. The kind of rich that gets accused of running a cult because they’re too successful. But relax. 𝘞𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘴. That’s a Rothschild thing. We’re Portuguese. Naturally more refined. With a very sincere and very unhinged taste for surrealist parties. Very 𝐋𝐮𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐮ñ𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞.

My family is a nightmare. But my internal monologue 24/7 is: “I Miss My Terrible Rich Family” in the Succession way. Glamour always comes with collateral drama. My cast of characters is unhinged. My grandfather is a despot. My father is clinically insane, but everyone excuses it because he’s “charismatic.” And my boyfriend… dear god, grant me patience. He’s an ice cube. Daddy issues. Chess addiction. Political theory. And the deranged habit of saying “tripalosky” at 2:00 AM.

“Your boyfriend is so cute”

“He’s so hot”

“He has such a mysterious aura”

No. He’s just a fortunate man with catastrophic social skills. It does not help that he’s obsessed with programming. I did not order this.

(sorry for complaining about my hegemonic and overly-educated boyfriend)

I could go on. My father’s crimes. How much fun I have with my cousins. My uncle, the tragic filmmaker. How brigadeiros taste better over there… but that’s for another post. This one has a point.

I have a message:

𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲.

I’m not saying take it off a pedestal. Do whatever you want. Nothing is stopping you from shifting. I’m just saying it gets easier when you realize it’s normal. At least it did for me.

Your DR is identical to this one. Nothing essential changes. The material stuff does. But the feelings? The same. I still get sad. I get bored. I fight with people. I make up with people. I get sick. I procrastinate. I get anxious before big events… etc.

Shifting doesn’t fix you. Or maybe it does. I don’t know. Is wanting more just part of being human?

Žižek would say that, in fact, dissatisfaction is the reason for our existence, it is what drives it, but let's set modern philosophy aside for a moment.

Before I shifted, I had ridiculous expectations. I thought it would be a before-and-after. And it was. Just not the movie version I had in my head. And I’m not ungrateful, this life is a blessing. It’s just that you get used to it. I think what was blocking me from realizing I’d made it was those stratospheric expectations. It’s much easier to shift when you accept it’s your life, not some fantasy you’d die for.

𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲.

I’ll write more about my DR if you want. You can always ask me things. Thanks.

with much love (hate)

જ⁀➴ (i’m back).

You know, guys, you're really boring me. Can't you just shift and leave me alone? (sarcasm?) (𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞?)

So, much to the dismay of everyone on shiftblr (literally absolutely no one, I just want to sound interesting and enigmatic), I’ve returned to enlighten the masses with my wonderful, not-so-revolutionary, highly philosophical posts.

These past few months, I’ve been drowning in university work, shaping myself into an over-educated future professional destined to be severely unemployed in this late-stage capitalist society, someone who will do nothing but chase academic excellence through master's degrees. I’ll probably open a psychoanalytic therapy practice, but purely as a hobby. Maybe I’ll move to Argentina, who knows? The future is a blur.

I also joined a political group. It’s the kind of politics you’re probably not interested in and ridiculously uneducated about, but don't worry, I’m practically in the same boat. Oh, and I met a weird guy and liked him. It felt like a total betrayal to my s/o... does that ever happen to you guys? Have you even met your s/o yet? I have. He’s pretentious, I don't even like him, plus he’s got rampant daddy issues, obvious communication problems, and zero emotional intelligence.

But… he's the love of my life and my favorite puppet 𝜗ৎ

In the face of this increasingly bizarre world, my only advice to you is to escape (or, you know, organize). But seriously, escape now! What are you waiting for, an invitation to join my cult? I’m not crazy; I’m just a fairy lost in the multiverse who self-appointed herself the mission of helping you all because I know the exact frustration that comes with "failing."

You know what, guys? I think a lot of you are overdoing. And don't get me wrong, if you enjoy it, go for it. But if you're doing it because you feel pressured to, or because you think shifting is all about effort, stop right there and prioritize your own preferences.

Shifting isn't about who does the most; shifting is about listening to yourself and following your own path

One of the most popular, infamous, and often misunderstood concepts within the community is the idea of “𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨.”

I constantly come across posts, and I’ve recommended it myself, that tell you to let go of that lingering, irritating expectation of whether tomorrow you’ll wake up in your desired reality or once again open your eyes to your cursed, damned, painfully familiar bedroom.

But what does “𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨” actually mean?

Well, awaken those neurons that social media has graciously fried and read my magnificent, slightly irreverent post.

Allow me to enlighten you with my (our) brilliant intellect and my (not particularly revolutionary) ideas.

“𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨” is not about pretending that shifting no longer interests you. We’re human beings. It’s completely normal, and honestly understandable, to feel excited about something that would so obviously mark a before and after in our endless existence.

“𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨” is really about accepting that you already have it.

…A little confusing, isn’t it?

But it’s much simpler than it sounds.

You are consciousness. I am consciousness. We are all consciousness, pure awareness that is not tied to any fixed place, pure awareness that is genuinely free, pure awareness that is both the beginning and the end of existence and everything that comes with it. In other words, the consciousness that creates everything we perceive as real around us.

Following that logic, isn’t it somewhat irrational to believe that you’re still not in your desired reality?

You are.

You always have been.

You always will be.

That’s simply the nature of things.

The only thing missing, the 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐩, is your willingness to see it, to accept it, and to stop longing for something you already possess so that you can finally experience it firsthand.

That’s why I proudly declare myself a fan of the Law of Assumption.

When you repeat affirmations, you’re not trying to fool yourself, nor are you desperately chasing after something you want. You’re aligning your awareness with an already existing possibility.

Let go.

You are not chained to this reality.

As difficult as it may be to believe, you already have what you’ve been yearning for.

Accept it.

And allow yourself to experience the reality you’ve dreamed of for so long.

With much love,

𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬?

Because you were taught not to.

There is no real difference between what we consider the world of dreams and this reality presented as the epitome of truth; the line that supposedly separates them is imaginary, imposed, and optional. In dreams we experience practically the same things; it is when we wake up that we dismiss what happened. The only thing dreams lack is the linearity of events, the continuity of occurrences, in short, what gives structure to our daily lives, and that does not make them an unreal experience; they simply do not align with the structure we have chosen to give to life, with the structure we have learned to give to life. In fact, the randomness of dreams represents the purest nature of our ever-shifting consciousness.

by the insufferable pseudo-intellectual

🎞️ 𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢(shifts to the coolest drs)

When I say “Don’t fight your CR”, I don’t mean you should literally give in to it. Keep insisting on your core affirmation, persist, but not as if you’re struggling to get something. Do it with the calm certainty that you already have it. What you’re seeing isn’t some imposed, unchangeable reality; it’s not a cage you can’t escape. It’s more like a default stage setting. It has no real power or solidity over you, it’s just running on habit, a leftover loop. The new update is already loading just fine.

Days, weeks, months, years, an entire life, is built on decisions. Decisions matter in every sense. They’re what maintain the linear structure of reality, but they’re also what can completely break it. Your day is full of choices. To me, intention is basically the same as a decision. So when you wake up in the morning and feel and see your current reality, don’t give in or panic. You’re in control. You’re safe. Keep affirming your truth. Choose your truth, and don’t lose to habit.

And don’t get me wrong, my goal is never going to be to dismiss your perceptions or insecurities, but speaking objectively and taking into account the fact that the very nature of the consciousness’ behavior is to constantly shift, I am indeed correct in saying that the statement in question is a complete fallacy.

Consciousness is the purest form of your being, and shifting is intrinsic to it; one cannot exist without the other. Continuity is nothing more than an illusion we maintain to give reality structure. You are constantly shifting without realizing it; it is not something you try to do, nor does it require any extra effort. It is simply there and happens regardless of any negative thoughts that cross your mind.

Something that personally helped me a lot and that I also like to think of this way, even if it’s a little silly, is that reality is just like a cardboard set from a children’s play, the kind made of recycled cardboard with little drawings on it, the kind of set you can push over quickly and easily shatter the unfolding scene. The reality in front of you isn’t that tragic; it has no power over you and doesn’t claim to have any. It’s not a threat, much less a prison where you’re serving a life sentence ¡ ! Just push the damn cardboard. Shifting is even easier than that simple physical action because you’re already there. The problem is that you don’t want to see it! (Or maybe you just can't believe it).

Confidence is all you need

and it's free! so grab some ˙𐃷˙

𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𑣲

Time and again, I’ve received messages, comments, and posts circling the same question:

“𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂?” ㅤᵕ̈ ☁︎

It’s a pretty ambiguous question, one that nearly every content-creating shifter gets at some point. More often than not, it comes from someone who sees themselves as “unsuccessful.” It’s a question that looks outward for an answer to something that’s happening within. And the answers that follow usually leave behind that same hollow sense of dissatisfaction in those who asked, hoping it would finally bring their search to an end.

I know you’re probably tired of hearing that shifting isn’t complicated, but it’s an undeniable truth. I also know it’s hard to accept that shifting isn’t as magical as it’s often made out to be, but that’s simply how it is. You’re already in your desired reality. You always have been, and you always will be. That’s not a motivational phrase, it’s the nature of your consciousness. The only real barrier is that you don’t allow yourself to recognize it.

I’m aware expectations can be sky-high, but in many cases, the end of this so-called “process” is actually quite ordinary. There are no fireworks, no overwhelming tears, no surreal journey across the universe, you simply wake up in a place where you’ve always existed.

Stop believing that you’re incomplete, that you failed your “attempt,” or that you’re waiting for some final breakthrough that will make you shift.

Stop idealizing shifters who share advice and experiences. There is absolutely nothing separating you from them, no real difference at all. Stop imagining there’s some kind of gap between you and them, or thinking you’re less of a shifter just because you haven’t “made it” yet.

There is nothing preventing you from shifting except the way you perceive yourself.

Decide what you want and surrender to the calm, natural flow of your consciousness.

But that wasn’t even the best part. The best part was when, almost overnight, those very stories would turn out to be true. When that happened, I’d feel a strange mix of confusion, intrigue, suspicion, something like déjà vu. I told a few little lies I thought would never affect me, but they did. A perfect example: a few years ago, just to skip school, I told my mom I was having problems with my friends, friends I was actually getting along with perfectly at the time. Days went by, and sure enough, I ended up having those exact problems I had made up, issues that seemed to come out of nowhere.

I don’t know why that happened. Back then, I couldn’t understand it, but I also didn’t give it much thought. Looking back, the reason behind that unexpected success was probably that I “declared” things without overthinking them. When I told my lies, I fully stepped into character, to the point where I stopped thinking of them as lies at all. My performance worked because even my own mind wasn’t resisting it. I didn’t pressure myself, I let it flow the same way you accept something you already believe to be true, without questioning it.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ .🐇 ݁˖ ── .✦

𝖨’𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗆𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀; 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌, 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

.☘︎ ݁˖ 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑑𝑦 𝑖𝑠𝑛’𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦, .☘︎ ݁˖

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, ⋆⭒˚.⋆