Saturn Nakshatras And The Classical Arts

SOME* OF YA'LL ARE NEVER GOING TO GET YOUR DESIRES, AND YOU'LL HAVE NO ONE TO BLAME BUT YOURSELVES

*WARNING: TOUGH LOVE RANT. also, like everything in life, take what resonates with you and leave the rest. if you're not doing anything i mention in this post, then this post doesn't apply to you.

before anyone comes for me, MOST of us are going through (or have gone through) hard circumstances. many of us have come from abusive households, abusive relationships, poverty, homelessness, & just overall bad circumstances.

but you know why the bloggers & anons who succeed in manifesting their desires/desired lives ACTUALLY SUCCEED?

because they took accountability for their current state and their limiting patterns.

because they were disciplined & determined enough to claim their desire(s), apply the law, & persist regardless of EVERYTHING.

because they knew that this practice would actually change their lives forever and allowed NOTHING to stand in their way.

AND GUESS WHAT? NOW THEY HAVE THEIR DESIRES/DESIRED LIFE!

if you were to be 100% honest and tell me why after months/years of being in this community you STILL haven't manifested your desires/desired life yet, what would be the answer?

overconsumption? procrastination? laziness? lack of persistence?

whatever the case may be, what i do know for a FACT is that it has been no one's fault but YOURS.

many of you guys come running on this platform; asking the same repetitive questions, complaining about not seeing results, whining about how sad your life is and how hard your circumstances are, or just straight up hating on some of these bloggers that are helping you FOR FREE, when they could be using that time to enjoy their desires/the life that they manifested for themselves.

LIKE...DO YOU REALIZE HOW PATHETIC & ENTITLED SOME OF YOU GUYS ARE?

"can you pleaseee manifest/tap into the void for me?" 🥺

"im so lazyyy, i can't be bothered to persist..." 🥱

"loa is FAKE! you guys are a bunch of lying b***hes..." 🤬

"my life is sooo hard, i have such a horrible life...*continues to trauma dump*" 😭

OHHH MYYY F*CKINGGG GODDD!

there are MILLIONS of people in the world who are in unfavorable/horrible circumstances that have NO IDEA what the law of assumption is, and have NO WAY to access this type of information!

you guys literally have the knowledge and awareness to make the most beautiful life possible for yourselves with JUST YOUR IMAGINATION, and yet, A LOT of you guys are the most ungrateful, lazy, irresolute, undisciplined whiners, who don't want to do even the BARE MINIMUM to change your entire lives!!

TRUST ME, everyone on this platform (including myself) understands that there will be setbacks. we all know that they are going to be bad days. we all understand that everyone has their own personal/mental issues. we get that life has obstacles and that not every day will be a win.

BUT, you guys NEED to put in the effort & not give up! you guys NEED to STOP letting your ego win! you guys NEED to get tf off of social media and stop overconsuming information. you guys NEED to claim your desires/desired life, stay consistent & persist until your desires/desired life has materialized.

because guess what, a day turns into a year pretty quickly, and you'll have gone another year of NOT having your desires/desired life, and it's going to be no one's fault but yourself...

do you REALLY want another year of watching everyone else get what they want besides you? do you REALLY want another year of not having your desired appearance, your sp, or financial freedom?

REALLY?

i hope the answer is no...because that's a HUGE waste of time that could be used to actually have the things & life you want.

everyone deserves to live the life they want...but at the end of the day, no one & nothing has the power to manifest the life you want but YOU.

the true reason “not all men” sounds absurd to me (aside from the ignorance of statistics) is that it fundamentally misunderstands misogyny. “not all men” assumes that male supremacy is not an ideology like Nazism or fundamentalism might be. additionally, it assumes that male supremacy is disconnected from male violence. if a white supremacist killed a black innocent, you would not disconnect his ideology from the crime. but male violence must be psychological, not ideological. he beats a woman because he himself was beaten as a child, etcetera.

misogyny, loosely described is the dehumanization (not mere dislike) of women. thus it takes many forms: objectification, pedestalization, decontextualization, caricaturization (or stereotyping), etc. BUT FUNDAMENTALLY, the ideology of male supremacy centers around one core tenet: men are entitled to women for anything at any time. misogyny will, given time, result in male violence and exploitation. but it begins with entitlement. misogyny is a man feeling entitled to a woman’s body. to a girlfriend, wife, prostituted woman. but it doesn’t have to be solely sexual. he can be entitled to a woman’s subordination. he can be entitled to her kindness or attention. he can be entitled to her time and effort. he can be entitled to her support and loyalty. he can be entitled to her service and ideas. he can be entitled to her career and finances. there is no limit to the expression of male entitlement toward women. and that is what makes a man a patriarch. any person a misogynist. that a woman or girl, by virtue of being female, must be an endless fount of whatever one wishes.

misogyny is uncritically expecting your girlfriends to support all your decisions. misogyny is a man expecting his mother to cook and wash after him. misogyny is a boy getting angry that a girl has genuine, logical counter arguments to his ideas. misogyny is a boyfriend expecting his girlfriend to be 100% available to him whenever he wants attention or feels needy. without returning even half that energy. misogyny is stripping nuance from prominent female figures whether historical, fictional or celebrity. it is the denial of a woman’s interiority and needs. misogyny is a pastor that expects women to defer to him on spiritual matters. it has so many flavors and languages and it has no limits. male entitlement toward female people knows no limits. it’s TRA’s demanding access to women’s female spaces and calling any woman or girl that expresses discomfort or argues for her rights “inconsiderate bigot cunts.” entitlement to a woman’s agreement. it’s the government banning a woman’s right to terminating pregnancy or self-defense against sexual violence because governments are entitled to workers and soldiers.

and so, “not all men” is absurd because there’s virtually no man that does not have some level of this entitlement and expect it of at least one woman or girl in his life. especially because even women do not escape misogyny. men’s entitlement to controlling or overpowering a woman in some way (as the prime hallmark of the identity of a man) is omnipresent, whether or not it escalates into male supremacist violence. but again, once the ideology takes root, that women naturally owe men themselves or some capacity of themselves, violence (or neglect in the face of it) is almost always certain to follow. in which case the question for a woman doesn’t become a matter of “if” but “when.”

all men are entitled to women and girls and believe, as a result of being male supremacists, that they are owed our labor, bodies and minds. this alone makes all men (and boys) weaponized.

dangerous.

Rant about how I literally manifested discovering shifting..

I’m going to be extremely honest, I was literally THE weirdest kid growing up; I had peculiar interests and rarely got along with people from my class.

I was also SEVERELY interested in frozen at some point, mind you I was about.. six? if my memory serves my right— I remember lucid dreaming about the first movie, it was extremely vivid but i’m pretty sure it wasn’t a shift.

So! I was wandering around in the cold- I remember feeling scared, looking around everywhere; the mountain was painted white, it was dark, the only way I could go was upwards toward the top of the mountain or downwards towards the bottom, it was almost pitch black that way— I didn’t know what to do?? I mean— I was six.

I vaguely remember looking around to see if I was fortunate enough to find someone who could help me.. but also, as a six year old you’re pretty curious. So I decided to venture my way towards the peak of the mountain before I stumbled upon— yes! you guessed it right. Elsa’s sister and her boyfriend. (This is weird I know, but stay with me.)

They seemed concerned— pretty sure they were wondering “why the heck is there a six year old out in the freezing cold, where are her parents, it’s literally freezing out, she’s going to get a cold, etc etc.”

So I glanced at them for a few moments— I don’t really think it had hit me yet that I was Lucid dreaming about Frozen, before I could say or do anything at all; Kristoff spoke up and offered to take me to the nearest town (or rather, demanded me to come with them because they were sure as hell not going to leave a six year old girl out in the cold.)

Mind you, they spoke in english + I wasn’t exactly fluent at the time, so I just stood there in disbelief for a few moments.

Then I woke up, sweating— I sat up, contemplating what in the world had just happened and THAT’S when it hit me, I lucid dreamt about my favorite movie in the entire world and it wasn’t REAL 💔💔 I started crying like the little baby I was for a good hour, My mom came in thinking something had happened to me, but I kind of just asked her

“Why isn’t frozen real!??”

This would be a question that would be haunt me, being repeated again and again in different fonts.

Timeskip to around 2019– If you thought my obsession with Frozen was concerning, you should have SEEN me during my miraculous ladybug era.

I was completely and utterly in LOVE with that dumb show, in such a way that my friends would get concerned, my sister would get furious when I talked about it (because trust me, i’d talk NON-STOP), my parents kind of perhaps questioned if I was.. ill. (which I was..! but not the point) but through my eyes; It was my miraculous show against the world.

..It got to the point where I assumed I was Marinette; i’d constantly compare this one crush I had on a guy to Adrien and rant about it in my sparkly blue diary, I kid you not. I could write pages about this. literal essays. I’d constantly write about the same topic again and again, claiming that I was Marinette, claiming that i’d one day get a Miraculous, claiming that my crush was quite literally adrien, daydreaming about the fact that one day, I promised myself that I would travel to paris and obtain a miraculous.

Yeah, I was— exceedingly weird.

Then the question came up again, every single day— I think I was half-expecting that one day; my ten year old self would wake up in the miraculous universe, I didn’t think about anything but these two questions

“Why isn’t miraculous real?”

“Why can’t I just wake up and be Marinette— i’m pretty much her anyways.”

and a wish.

“I wished miraculous was real.”

I cannot emphasize the AMOUNT of times I asked myself why the show wasn’t real and WISHED it was. This went on for about a year straight, I’d just constantly wish that miraculous was real, prayed over and over again that one day i’d wake up in that universe; that i’d at least be friends with Marinette— that I would have a miraculous of my own and help her “save” the world.

Thenn.. I stumbled upon THE post

“It’s 4 AM, I just woke up from a shift of 8 months to hogwarts, I want to go back— let me leave.”

Safe to say, I literally manifested my way here. I’m pretty sure if I told that little girl that it is possible to be a miraculous holder or elsa’s best friend, she’d be sure to make it happen, she’d be sure to believe in it—Now I just have to become the little girl I was once. The little girl who’d believe without a doubt that she could be anything as long as she wished for it hard enough.

Bebe Buell

Punarvasu ♊︎ ☉ Atmakaraka

Magha ☽

Chitra ♍︎ ↑

Pushya ☿ lagnesh

Shravana ☊ Pushya ☋

Bebe Buell is a musician, Playboy model, and famous rock “groupie” from the ’70s. She is also the mother of famous actress Liv Tyler, whose father is rockstar Steven Tyler—a potential Chitra ☽ native. This is yet another example of Chitra natives giving birth to iconic “nepo babies” who often surpass them in fame and recognition. Chitra’s deity, Tashhtar, is said to have desired blessings of progeny, which aligns with this pattern. A similar example is Ola Hudson (Chitra ☉), whom I mentioned in a previous post.

Bebe with Steven Tyler Bebe with Liv Tyler

I’ve observed Chitra being connected to rockstars—whether as their muses, girlfriends, or as individuals whose talent is overlooked due to their associations. Courtney Love, a Chitra ↑, is another example of this dynamic. Chitra embodies all that is shining and bright, making its natives irresistibly alluring—like living jewels. People show them off but often discard them when they no longer serve a purpose. Though immensely creative, their beauty and the controversy surrounding them often overshadow their actual work.”

“My reputation is so overblown. I can count the number of men I've been with on two hands; it just seems like a lot because you recognize their names.” - Bebe Buell

I once saw someone on Twitter point out that Mars nakshatra men are often portrayed in media as having a double personality, an alter ego, or even multiple versions of themselves. You see it with Mars-ruled signs too — like Batman and Spider-Man — where there’s a clear split between the instinct to fight and the instinct to flee. I wish I could find who originally said it, because it’s such a fascinating insight into the deeper psychology of Mars energy.

MY FAV QUOTES. — 𝐹rom loablr

❝ the moment you accept something as true in your reality it’s true. the moment you change your mind and accept the unfavourable version, that’s your reality. no matter what the 3d is showing it’s true, if you say so — you are the operant in power, the creator. ❞ — @doemanifests

❝ if you want proof before belief, you’ll wait forever. if you believe first, proof will chase you. ❞

❝ the only thing standing between you and everything you want is the way you react to its absence. the hand-wringing, the despair, the creeping doubt, it’s a full-time job, and it pays in absolutely nothing. ❞

❝ do you check every morning to make sure you still exist? do you investigate gravity before stepping out the door? no. you assume. and in assuming, you make it real. ❞ — @hrrtshape

❝ y’all need to start being nonchalant and calm when manifesting. just decide something and move on. it’s done. not "on its way" it's done. you have it. you came, decided, and it's done. your mind and the world is not separate from you. "but the 3D-" no, "but why isn-" no. it’s done, relax. ❞

❝ you’ve spent enough time wishing, hoping, and consuming. it’s time to take responsibility for your life. stop sabotaging your own greatness with distractions. you have everything you need to succeed: your imagination, your awareness, and your decisions. that’s it. that’s the law. ❞ — @whiteobsidian

❝ can't believe you guys still listen to people who say you are lazy when it comes to manifesting. how tf can you put in work towards something that's already done? ughh in 2025 really???? ❞ — @itsrlymine

❝ your logical mind? it’s a product of conditioning, fear, and societal programming that taught you to “be realistic” and “follow the rules”. but guess what? the rules don’t apply to you anymore. you’re in a whole different league now. ❞ — @nymphaura777

❝ „what’s your shifting motivation?” nothing, i don’t have any motivation because i don’t see it as something i need motivation for. i don’t have motivation to wake up in the morning, i just do. i don’t have motivation to breathe, i just do. i don’t have motivation to shift - i just do. ❞ — @nikashifts

William Blake, A Vision of the Last Judgment

when you feel as if nothing is working for you

ROBOTIC AFFIRMATIONS ALL THE WAY

no just do it. mindlessly. like a robot. AFFIRM AFFIRM AFFIRM. in your head. say it out loud. whatever.

JUST DO IT I SWEAR TO GOD.

i promise you just do it

be indifferent. accepting and assuming what you desire is boredom. if you feel irritated or bored or annoyed with robotic affirming congratulations you just fully assumed your desire. now persist in that feeling of acceptance and boredom and the 3d will confirm.

⸝⸝ ⋮ "why haven't I shifted yet?"

⸝⸝ ⋮ "I did everything right ,, didn't I ?"

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Maybe you haven’t shifted yet because you’re standing at the threshold, pounding on the door like it owes you something, so loud and desperate you can’t hear the soft click of the lock unlatching on its own. Sometimes we want something so badly that we strangle it — clutching it like a lifeline, knuckles pale, breath tight, thinking that if we just try harder, it’ll finally give. But shifting isn’t a stubborn jar lid. It’s a dream, and dreams don’t bloom under pressure — they open like petals in stillness.

It’s like trying to catch a snowflake with fire in your hands. The more you reach, the quicker it melts. You wouldn’t scream at the ocean to make a wave crash faster. You just wait, feet buried in the sand, while the tide inches in, closer and closer, until it kisses your toes without asking.

I know you feel like you’ve done everything. You’ve whispered affirmations like secrets into the night, folded your limbs like origami, held visions in your mind until your imagination became see-through. You’ve felt it: that one fragile moment of almost, where your soul swore this is it, just before it slipped back into the dark.

But that wasn’t failure. That was foreshadowing. That was the universe warming up, clearing its throat before the crescendo. You’re not lost. You’re tuning yourself, like a radio just shy of the right station — static humming, music just behind the veil. You’re so close the air is humming with it.

And maybe — just maybe — you’re too awake to shift. Not your body, but your awareness. Like you’re peeking through your fingers at the miracle, too alert, too ready, as if you’re trying to trap magic in a jar. But magic hates being watched. It sneaks in through the cracks when you’re laughing too hard to care. It’s the song that plays when you stop trying to remember the lyrics. It’s the dream that comes back only after you stop chasing it down the hallway of your mind.

Let go.

Melt a little.

Forget the steps and let your heartbeat be the ritual.

And then there’s doubt — the quiet saboteur. Not a villain with fangs, but a whisper wearing your voice, curling up beside you and murmuring things like “maybe it’s not real,” or “maybe it’s not for me.” It doesn't shout. It sighs. But that doubt? It’s proof you care. You ache for this so much, your mind spins storms just trying to protect you from disappointment. But you're not being punished. You're not unworthy. You're just standing on the edge of the pool, toes curled over the ledge, learning how to trust the fall — learning that sometimes the water catches you even when you close your eyes.

You’re not behind.

You’re not broken.

This isn’t a failure. It’s a slow becoming. It’s scaffolding for a bridge you haven’t crossed yet, but one day, you’ll look back and realize you’ve been building it the whole time.

And the wildest part? So many people shift the moment they give up — not in despair, but in surrender. They drop the script, unclench their hands, exhale all the wanting — and then, like a secret handshake, the wind changes. The universe, cheeky thing that it is, was just waiting to see if you’d soften. If you’d open your palms.

Because sometimes the door doesn’t open when you demand. It opens when you become quiet enough to hear the hinge move.

Maybe the answer isn’t more doing. Maybe it’s undoing. Maybe you don’t need to become the version of yourself who shifts — maybe you already are. Maybe the only thing left is to remember. You’ve been turning the key, every night, in your sleep. Whisper by whisper. Breath by breath.

And one night — without fanfare — it’ll click.

And when it does, you’ll realize: You weren’t waiting for the shift. The shift was waiting for you.

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