When Someone Asks Me About My Plans For Future But I Plan To Shift For The Rest Of Eternity

— WAYS TO INDUCE SLEEP PARALYSIS

here are three ways to induce sleep paralysis.

*REMINDER: the “demons” are not real. you get them bc you’re very scared and your mind starts to conform to your thoughts. since in SP your subconscious is very open to suggestion, it will be a scary experience. think of positive stuff like your dr for example.

also you can literally use SP to get to the void state, lucid dream, astral projection and more.

(1) WAKE BACK TO BED

go to sleep and wake up after 4-6 hours

stay up for 1-2 hours and lay back down

don’t move too much

you will feel SP symptoms after 5-10 minutes

then boom, you have it.

you may wish to shift, or even get into the void state.

(2) TAKE NAPS IN THE AFTERNOON

go to sleep for 4 hours in the afternoon

stay up for 6 hours

go back to sleep again and you feel symptoms IMMEDIATELY.

it’s the same as wbtb but it’s like a PM version so if you know you won’t be able to get up early then do this.

works for me all the time but ion use this as much bc i did it when i had school so i was tired in the afternoon.

(3) STAYING STILL

stay in a still position for 15-20 minutes

you can listen to a sp subliminal

if you feel a scratch or tickle do NOT entertain it.

repeat the affirmations: “MIND AWAKE, BODY ASLEEP”

you should get SP.

hope this helps !

Most shifters genuinely forget to have fun in their shifting journey like this isn't supposed to feel like ur math homework 😭😭

almost shifted this morning wow

Hello there ❤️ would you share how you spent vday in your dr?

how valentine’s day was in my better cr : a novella, a fever dream, an aesthetic experience, a love story to end all love stories

monday, tuesday : civilian behaviour. school, the humdrum, the daily grind, except coryo is the chauffeur of my suburban dreams, picking me up in the mornings like a perfectly curated boyfriend playlist, and we drive to school, me, unbothered, in the passenger seat of destiny. i love hiiimmmm. but wednesday. wednesday !!!

5pm. the text : pack some things. vague, thrilling, mysterious ???? like a mission briefing, but sexy. i throw my essentials into a bag because intuition tells me that valentine's day will be an event. at 7pm, he picks me up. drives me to the airport. his jet. HIS JET. no hints, no peeks, just the casual absurdity of a seven-hour flight into the abyss of love. i fall asleep on his shoulder like a tragic heroine, a modern-day sleeping beauty, only to be carried (yes, carried !!!!!!!! he's my prince charming) to the car when we land at 4am in paris. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.

the ritz. the hemingway suite. i mean, come ON. i am in sweats, barely lucid, but my god, does he know me. paris at 4am is a whisper, a love letter, an empty museum of its own beauty. we sleep another six hours in the kind of sheets that feel like being swaddled by luxury itself. then, valentine’s day begins.

10am . . . breakfast in bed : croissants, honey, mimosas, little tea cakes that taste like poetry. he gifts me a heart-shaped pandora charm with diamonds, and i think, ‘sweet, simple.’ except, no. there is more. I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM.

12pm . . . musée d'orsay, because of course he knows me. at a cafe, he sneaks another charm onto the coffee plate. a beauty and the beast rose. i stare at him like he invented romance. i am giggling. i am twirling my hair. i am about to FAINT from love.

1pm . . . rue saint-honoré. he drags me into miu miu (i want to sob), buys me the little nappa hair clips, and then clips one into my hair outside before kissing my forehead. this man is a disease and i am not looking for a cure. I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM. he's almost about to drag me into louis vuitton and i'm making a run from it because i'd marry him. which is bad because we're 17 !!!!! no marriage !!!

2pm . . . ilang. my favourite restaurant. a shrine to my good taste (no, seriously, if you're in paris...go there ASAP. they have the best best bessssssstttttt korean food).

then, the champs-élysées, where pda levels reach new highs, where he buys me a box of ladurée macarons and matching love rings. this is sickening. i have to reciprocate. i buy him an acne studios scarf to match his coat and my miu miu bag, because symmetry is key in love and fashion. i love hiiimmmm. i can barely stand it.

4pm . . . we share airpods, clairo’s ‘juna’ plays, he spins me around on the street, and at this point, i am beyond salvation. send help. (don’t send help.) I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM. he takes like 100 pictures of me, and i swat him a few times. like....tenderly.

dinner : a boat restaurant, eiffel tower views, romance so potent it should be illegal. dessert comes with a love letter. this man. this fucker. i hate him. i love him. (six times over.) actually, seven. i love hiiimmmm.

by the time we're walking back to our hotel, he wraps his scarf around my hair like i'm a 60s french heroine.

11pm . . . we get back. and.

morning. . . i wake up : first, kiss him on the cheek, shift back.

et voilà. a love story, a weekend, a work of art, a religious experience. i will never be the same. i love hiiimmmm. endlessly.

notice how most of the successful shifting story times are people saying ‘i gave up and just went to bed’, ‘i just took a nap’, ‘i just affirmed and fell asleep’.

mhm. mhm. fuck methods, all you need is yourself!

how shifting actually feels

from an experienced shifter

— many people have experienced symptoms when trying to shift, however not everyone does! when i had began my shifting journey, i used to always get symptoms, but now it’s very rare that i do. maybe i’ve become so used to it that it doesn’t correlate, or maybe it just comes that natural to me, either way i still shift. don’t give up because you can’t feel any symptoms, everyone is different.

— the first shift isn’t shocking. you ‘wake up’ and it feels natural. there’s no confusion, maybe a calm acknowledgement but that’s it. you won’t need a minute to compose yourself, or get so overwhelmed you can’t speak. you will remember all the events before you shifted, and it will feel like a natural continuation.

— when your dr self’s memories come rushing in, it isn’t that noticeable. it takes a split second for your memories to, let’s say, ‘update’. you don’t realise until you have to recall something, like remembering where your keys are or the password to your phone.

— doing things in your dr that you do not do in your cr comes naturally. for example, if you are an f1 driver in your dr, you will still know what you are doing. your brain holds the information you need.

— you are not the main character. istg if someone acts as if the whole world revolves around them in their dr one more time i will actually lose it. every single person in your dr has their own lives, their own feelings, etc. just like your cr. you are not special.

THE “BLOODSTORM B*TCH METHOD” A HACK TO ENTER SLEEP PARALYSIS.

you wanna get into sleep paralysis, huh? you’re sick and twisted, and i’m LIVING for it. well, buckle up, because i’m about to give you the nastiest hack that’ll have you stuck in your bed like a hot mess in a haunted house. get ready to get frozen, baby.

1) lie on your back, you lazy bitch. – you wanna play with the big leagues? Well, first, you gotta get in the right position. don’t try to get cute. if you wanna see the dark side, you better go full “corpse mode” and lie flat on your back like a dead fish on a slab.

2) don’t even think about moving. – not even a toe, honey. stop twitching—we’re here to make your body think you’re already dead. it’s called commitment, sweetie. and we don’t half-ass things around here.

3) breathe like you’re on a vacation in bora bora. – slow, deep breaths. Imagine you’re asleep but not really. your body’s gonna think you’re in a coma, while your brain’s wide awake, fully aware, and ready to take over the universe.

4) wait for that tingling sh*t. – the moment you feel like you’re stuck in a damn electrical storm with a side of heavy bricks on your chest, congratulations—you’re entering sleep paralysis. now, hold onto your damn pearls, because this is where the fun starts.

5) STAY THE HELL CALM, BITCH. – when your body’s frozen like a popsicle, you’ll be tempted to panic like a little bitch, but guess what? that’s what the losers do. you just lay there, eyes wide open or closed, and pretend you’re unfazed.

6) now, do whatever the hell you want. - want to dip into the void? affirm, “i’m in the void, motherfucker,” and let yourself fall into pure nothingness. It’s like your own private club and only YOU are invited. want to astral project? Imagine yourself floating up like a heavenly diva and watch your body lay there, pathetic and useless.

i think a lot of ppl on shiftok (and on here too tbh!) focus far too heavily on the PROCESS of shifting rather than the result. which is fine in moderation, of course, but when all you think about is how you get somewhere instead of the destination, thats when things can get complicated.

enjoy the journey - absolutely, but dont divert your attention from where you're actually going! remember that the actual action of shifting is a very miniscule part of all of this, living in your dr is much more long term!! your drself isn't concerned with how they got to that reality, they're simply concerned with living in it.

IDK WHICH DR IM GONNA SHIFT TO UGHHHHHHH WHY DO I HAVE SO MANY INTRESTS T^T

so, i keep getting asks in my inbox about whether shifting is real or not. hello? i mean it when i say it is real. shifting is real. idc how many posts people create in order to make you feel like it's not real or that it's just a teenage phase. it is real.

i have shifted plenty of times. i can fucking promise you that it's real. it will not be blurry or fuzzy or distorted or anything that might come close to a dream. it will not be astral projection, it will not be a psychotic episode or anything people (anti-shifters) say it is.

shifting is real, like so fucking real. and i completely understand how hard it is to trust strangers on internet. and not even strangers, TRUSTING AN IDEA THAT GOES BEYOND YOUR COMPREHENSION AND THIS REALITY. YOURE PUTTING YOUR FAITH INTO SOMETHING UNKNOWN.

BUT I PROMISE YOU I PROMISE YOU I PROMISE YOU SHIFTING IS REAL!!!!1

i have debunked and tried all those ways in order to find out if it's a lucid dreaming or whatever, i have tried them all. and they all proved to me that shifting is real.

i have healed myself of shit i couldn't have fucking imagined to ever leave me, shit that stained my soul. i have cried, laughed, snorted, breathed, screamed, talked, jumped, slept, touched.. i have lived. LIVED. and it was real, safe, and everything i've ever hoped for. I HAVE FINALLY LIVED FOR MYSELF.

i have met the man that i feel everything for, i touched his hands, i took pictures with him, i heard his voice and it was not something that could be disturbed by poor wifi. i even fucking know what shampoo brand he uses. i got to know him and he got to know ME as well. it is real. it is true. it is not impossible.

i felt it ALL. i promise you i did. ik my promises mean nothing since the whole idea of shifting is just crazy even if people tell you it's not. even if people say it's a religious practice and that it has existed for many years, it's still crazy and i get it. I HAVE BEEN THERE. but that doesn't make it not real.

it is real. those people are real. those experiences are real. everything is real. your scripts are real. shifting is real.

this is not a big inside joke nor is it a coping mechanism for covid or anyone that is mentally unwell. i know it demotivates you seeing tons of shifters trying for years with no progress. i know it demotivates you seeing people shit on shifting because we believe in something that is quite literally beyond everything we, as humans, have ever known. i know it demotivates you seeing tons of shifters saying that they were lying about their experiences and that shifting isn't real. but again, that doesn't mean shifting is not real.

i know these words are recycled and you've heard them plenty of times before, but there is nothing that i could do to make any of you believe me when i say shifting is real. i have had some experiences that me and my friends could vouch for, to prove that shifting is real BUT they could easily be rewritten as lies or me having 'telekinesis' or being set up or whatever. so i really don't wanna bother.

people will always ask for proof and will always try to debunk it, that's the way your brain works and i am not saying you're wrong for doing so or even asking for it. it's normal. but then again, even if i couldn't prove it to you or my attempts to prove it are 'debunked', it doesn't make shifting not real.

you can tell me shifting isn't real day and night, for eternity, but what i have experienced is not a lie. nor is it something that could ever come close to a lie. it is real life.

your belief or faith in shifting is unwavering because you haven't shifted, DUH??? THAT IS NORMAL!!!! but once you shift, come back to this very post and tell me how was it. was it something like a dream? or did you feel everything? consider it a dare.

i am not trying to make an anti-shifter believe, i couldn't care less. but if a shifter thinks about giving up and leaving their wildest dreams behind, please do not (i am going to kill you) do NOT. it is worth it. it is worth all of it and i bet my soul on it.

no matter how perfect your lucid dreams are, no matter how intense your maladaptive daydreams are, no matter WHAT. shifting is nothing of that sort. it is real. it is real. it is real.

i want you to just get out of wherever you are, stand in the wind, smell the air, pinch yourself, splash water on your shirt and feel how cold it gets, eat something sour, look at everything around you and notice the tiniest of details, look real close at a piece of wool and notice the tiny strings. see how you can experience all those in your cr? you can experience all those with shifting too, and infinitely more. shifting is THAT real.

it's okay to doubt, it's okay to need reassurance. it is 100% fine. but what's not okay is you constantly doubting your own power when you've been possessing it the moment you came into consciousness. you'll do wonders once you finally drop your doubts and just give it to yourself.

this is a recycled talk, i completely understand. but please just stop asking for confirmation, you ARE the confirmation.