𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒 with SIR DAVID ATTENBOROUGH as he attends ‘David Attenborough’s 100 Years on Planet Earth’ celebrating his 100th Birthday at Royal Albert Hall in London | 8 MAY 2026
The void is not a realm or a place- it is YOU. You ARE the Void. The Void is solely the awareness of being, fully.
You are not ONE being. Think of the consciousness in you as being interconnected with all other infinite versions of you. These interconnections converge into your full consciousness, the true YOU. It's almost Eldritch to think about.
Something I'm just now thinking of, perhaps this means the subconscious is all other versions of you- you're separated and cut off from experiencing the entirety of being, but that entirety is still there, guiding you from behind the scenes.
No matter what the assumption, "I am" is true. I am kind, as my actions and thoughts show, but I'm also cruel and cold-hearted, as may be the perception of another. I think I'm funny, but someone else may think I'm cheesy- therefore, I am both. And this also goes for the personas of myself in other realities. I am everything. Simultaneously, this also means I am Nothing. I simply am.
To add to the points above, I believe this "Eldritch" conglomerate is what we call the Void state, and would explain why every manifestation happens instantly once we reach this state. Think of it like accessing the files in an infinite data base- all you need to do is find the files you're looking for and download them.
As much as people will try to stress things like "you need to let go" or realizing that shifting is easy, you won't truly be able to understand what they're saying until you experience it.
All things exist at once and every inconceivably small action creates a new reality. As small as "this single cell from 7000 years ago died .000000001 seconds prematurely", and smaller.
Shifting IS easy- in the same way that gleeking or stretching is easy. Some people are able to do it on command or go further than others with no training whatsoever. Others may do it accidentally and sporadically. This does not mean the latter are unable to do these things at will, but they simply need a bit of help learning to do it on command.
Question stressing you out? "But what about this plot hole?", "How does XYZ work??", "What will happen back in my OR???"- STOP. No need to stress yourself over that, this by itself I feel cost me years on my journey. Everything will work out. It doesn't matter how, but it will, and it will either even itself out or be in your favor. Don't even think about those things. Relax.
Another one that held me back MASSIVELY. Struggling to visualize your DR? "I know it has THIS SPECIFIC TABLE in this SPECIFIC place and everything has to be perfect"! No. Your visualization does Not need to be perfect. Nor does it have to be "accurate", really. Once you just let your mind wander and let your subconscious make up it's own layout, it'll help you slip in much more easily. I put so much pressure on myself to make sure I was visualizing my specific reality, and it became so much easier when I just trusted myself to build it up from my subconscious instead of "forcing" a look
They say once it's in the 4D (imagination), it's already real. That's why you're encouraged to embody, think, act, feel as your DR self. Like playing pretend as a kid, you'll be so focused on your imagination, you don't even realize you're in your OR. If you don't shift through that alone, it certainly helps make you feel far more connected. This is also why I came up with the Furina method (although I suppose it's debatable if I really "came up" with it)
Methods/Advice are like pants. Some are too itchy, some are too tight, some you like the feel of but there's just some small flaw. When you find what you were missing, what you needed to hear, it'll be a perfect fit.
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What if Prometheus romanced a little mortal partner before the Titanomachy?
Long ago, before things began to turn upside down, the great Titan of Foresight humbly held a permanent resident in his heart. A tiny morsel a God would say, but an important one nonetheless.
What if that lover sees him off to the war, only to never busk in the delight of his return?
The great war between Heaven and Time is over. The Gods triumph victory over their giant sires,
but their lover has yet to return.
Humanity holds the proper means to evolve further thanks to The Titan of Foresight, which aligned them with a strong chance to adapt independently amongst nature, with little influence from the Gods.
Apollo's holy brilliance and grace remain constant. The Sun's ablessed kiss upon the Earth is undeniable. His pride and joy gleams away happily, optimistic even under the indomitable ethereal glaze of Nyx's mane, dutifully peering through Selene's waning Moon, paralleling in stride her vast sea of blinking jewels.
Great as the God of Light's mark truly is, the timid horizon line that naturally separates Heaven and Earth; the sheer size of your beloved's proud silhouette eclipses it, splits it straight down the middle like it never flinched him, rarely did anything ever tremble your husband.
The Sun smiles, perfect in every way, no flaws to be had; shines eternal and undisturbed.
Your husband has not yet returned.
You patiently wait days, weeks, and months. Fueled by pure stubborn diligence to finally greet your beloved home, run up to him and cover him in your endkess tears of joy and relief; Years fly by in mere blinks in the eyes of the Gods, but once Time in humans dulls, it shows.
It drags cold sores and dusty bruises through your age, the pain looms, and is immense. You wear that deep hurt like old clothes on your subtle flesh, cracking crystals, withering in harsh denial. Like a weed desperate for water, torn and slowly dying more and more each time you look out that window, mocked by the gloomy emptiness on the other side of the glass. Hoping that you would see your heart's truest wish, hoping to any God that listens to merger people like you that your husband is thriving whilst in actuality, his entire world is pure bloody pain, an imprisonment.
Your own mortality taunts you, grey wilts you, crows feet, stroking deep claws across your face. An outbreak of white crystals breaks apart across your hands and fingers. You blow away, thin as a stick and weak, nothing but sand and grain left in the longful shape of your husband, the lingering hole he left behind reminds you that the inevitable consequence of your life is short, and you may never get to peacefully experience official release, your final breath right beside your husband.
Would they even know about Prometheus's punishment?
As if the Gods would ever bother addressing the oh-so inconvenience of informing a mere mortal about the judgment of their courts.
Even if they did know, what can they do?
Not like they could argue Prometheus's case and rescue him from his appointed verdict. Gods pay no heed to the insignificant quarrying of Prometheus's mortal, none shall overwrite their divine authority.
Attempting to free him, assuming you even can, in fact, reach him, is a fast way to earn yourself Zeus's ridiculously selfish ire.
Prometheus insists on selflessly sacrificing more and more until he is completely barren, the endless burdens of responsibility that eventually swallow him whole. He gave his life so humanity could prosper and then eventually cultivate.
Did Prometheus ever think of you during such events?
Of course he did, more than he will ever comprehend. You were always there. To freely love and love even more is all he would ever want, adore you in the palm of his hands. To love in this world is a privilege of compassion.
To protect those deemed helpless in the face of the Gods that practically enslave them, Prometheus would move whole worlds if it meant he protected you.
Even if it means he would take that choice from you.
