Real

stop focusing on logic ⋆ ˚｡𖦹⋆｡°✩

literally regardless of the 3d, you will always get what you want. you think about how it will come to be in the 3d, by using what? by using LOGIC.

for example, you want a car but your trying to make sense of the how in a logical way like -> "how will i afford this car?" or "how will i possibly manifest a car just outta thin air?"

yes humans in our time and age in this society are born into logistical thinking but part of understanding the law is knowing that you are beyond that logic that was taught to you.

trying to make what you want "make sense" in the 3d is centered around logic and it's an issue. if you want that car or that sp, stop thinking logically about how empty your wallet is or about that 3p. just be the version of you that has it already. apply. how do you know if someone will gift you that car or if you will win some kind of lotto and use it to buy the car? how do you know if that sp was thinking about you the whole time regardless of the 3p or that they were already broken up regardless of what you saw or heard?

how do you know you will just wake up and it will all appear? the thing is: you dont know (unless you manifest the how) and thats the interesting part. logic is probably telling you that it cant happen. logic is not something that you should hold onto regarding the law.

the "how" never matters. your job is knowing its yours and knowing the 3d is always neutral. the "how" is the 3d's concern not yours. its perfectly fine imagining the how if you want to but for people trying to manifest shit while doubting if it will happen because of logic... stop. logic is nothing but limits.

you can imagine anything, you can be anything, you are imagination, you are limitless

you be someone who has it and its done. stop obsessing over a copy machine that literally copies self no matter what.

be that version of self = 3d expresses that (always the law)

even when you see something you dont like in the 3d, logic starts to kick in and tell you that what you want could never come into play, causing doubts.

example: you want that cute bag -> you see you have no money or they are all sold out in your area -> logic says: “theres no way i can get it now bc of these circumstances” -> you doubt you will get it -> now you’re in this victim state and you logic will only keep you there until you break free from it

just know that the 3d and logic are irrelevant. literally anytime i manifest something and i see the opposite of what i want, i just continue being the version of me who has what they want and the 3d always ends up doing a complete 360 and showing me what i want. if logic tells you no, you have the control, not anything else.

“how do you keep being this version of you when the 3d shows you the opposite?” -> actually fulfill yourself & know everything starts w you. do you want it or not? give it to yourself & there it is.

let go of logic because you will always get what you want when you change self instead of chasing reasons of how it will appear.

who are you BEING? forget the logic. just be what you want.

kisses, jani ☆

777 noted at reblog

manifesting is not about bringing your desires to you or into your reality. manifesting is about you giving yourself the capability to realize that it is already in your reality. since your beliefs and your perception stop you from realizing that, it requires you to alter those beliefs. this means being aware of the beliefs that do not serve you. if you are not aware of those beliefs or perceptions, how will you change them? how can you change something you are not aware of?

manifestation is the process of giving yourself the ability to realize and perceive that it is already here. you do not have to do any magical things to make it come into existence. it is already existent, already within your sphere of reality. it is just that your belief system makes it invisible to you. ♱ bashar (darryl anka)

your desires are already existing in your reality. they are real and already solidified. they are just waiting for you to match their vibrations by enabling yourself to know, realize, and perceive that they are in your physical reality. stop yourself from wanting to know the "how" as that is never your job. it can happen in countless ways, ways a human mind cannot perceive. your job is to realize them.

only for him 〈deleted scene〉

a/n: someone commented on this fic on ao3 the other day and i remembered i had a whole LONG scene that i never included. this was actually the first thing i wrote for the fic but it didn't feel right so i started from scratch and didn't end up incorporating it. so uh please enjoy some pwp bucky smut i guess!!!

pairing: brother's best friend!bucky barnes x reader

summary: when you crash your brother and his friends' beach vacation, things get a little messy, but your brother's best friend bucky barnes is determined to take—and keep—what's his

warnings (for deleted scene only): 18+ content (minors dni!!!), smut, fingering, dirty talk, some degradation, almost getting caught/talk of getting caught, nicknames (angel, baby)

word count (for deleted scene only): 3.3k

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“Hey angel.”

You’d always been shy around your older brother’s best friend Bucky Barnes—and that weekend at your family’s beach house was no different. So when he swaggered into the kitchen wearing nothing more than some low-slung swim trunks, all you could do was stumble out a response to his greeting while your heart pitter-pattered at the pet name, “H-hi, Bucky.”

You winced at the hitch in your breath, but you couldn’t help it, he was just so hot. With those icy blue eyes, that sharp jaw covered in rough stubble, and the way his lips curled up at the edges like he was always smirking, you’d had a crush on him for years. You’d never really been able to look him in the eye and you’d avoided him as much as you could, for fear of making an idiot out of yourself in front of him.

In true form, you focused on chopping veggies for the salad to go along with the burgers your brother was grilling, while pretending to ignore Bucky as he moved around the kitchen, finding his own ingredients for margaritas. You were all too aware that you were only wearing a swimsuit, but you knew it would be weird if you stopped what you were doing to get a coverup as soon as he’d entered the kitchen.

To your surprise, Bucky’s hands kept grazing your body—his palm pressed to your lower back as he moved behind you even though there was plenty of room, his fingers squeezed your shoulder, his hand ran down your spine on another pass, making your shoulders shake slightly with a shiver. The longer it went on, the bolder he got, until his knuckles grazed over the curve of your ass. You squeaked and pressed against the island, squeezing your thighs against the ache between them, Bucky’s low chuckle the only evidence he’d noticed your reaction. 

It never even crossed your mind to call him out on his inappropriate touches—you didn’t want him to stop, you secretly wanted more. You wondered, if you didn’t say anything, how far he would take things. Would his touches grow even bolder? The thought made your center throb and you pressed your thighs together more firmly.

When it came time for Bucky to cut up some limes for his margaritas, he tossed them down on the counter beside you.“You don’t mind helping me with these, do you, angel?” he asked. When you dared a look up at his face, his lower lip was jutted out in a pout.

You shook your head, but then worried he’d misinterpret the gesture, so you smiled and kept your eyes averted. “Happy to help,” you whispered, snagging a lime and getting ready to slice it.

But then you felt Bucky behind you, pressing close. His chest was flush with your back, knees bent, his thick thighs bracketing your legs. His stubbled jaw grazed your temple as he looked over your shoulder and his arms went around your waist. His big hands settled on your much smaller ones, helping you grip the knife firmly and hold the lime steady.

You were anything but steady. Drawing in a sharp breath, almost a gasp, at the feel of Bucky invading your personal space, you tried not to let on how good it felt to have his bigger body wrapped around you, the warmth of his skin against yours. But of its own volition, your body melted in his hold, your eyelids sliding shut as you reveled in the way your skin tingled everywhere he was touching you—and he was touching so much of you.

Bucky tutted quietly, right in your ear, his warm breath ghosting over the sensitive skin of your neck. “How’re you gonna help me with your eyes closed, angel?” he asked, his tone mocking as he teased you.

You wrenched your eyes open and forced yourself to look down at the sight in front of you—Bucky’s large hands wrapped around your much smaller ones. “H-how is this helping?” you asked, your voice breathless and a little meek.

Bucky chuckled and you felt it rumble in his chest through your shoulder blades. The pleasant sensation warmed your chest and made even more heat settle in your core. “You’re making me feel good, baby—and the better I feel, the better the margaritas are gonna taste,” he said in a deep, raspy voice, his hands using yours to slice the lime into wedges. “Trust me.”

Your brain was fuzzy as you got more and more distracted by the way your body responded to Bucky’s words, your slit getting wetter the longer he was pressed against you, but you didn’t follow his logic and you couldn’t help but point it out. “That doesn’t make any sense,” you said, even as your body relaxed further into Bucky’s hold, letting his sure hands and strong arms guide your movements.

Bucky just laughed again, his knees bending just a bit more before he dragged back up your body. You gasped when his hard bulge settled between the cheeks of your ass—only the thin fabric of your swimsuits separating you. Experimentally, your hips wiggled, grinding your ass on his bulge and he groaned, his whole body going taut around you as his hands stilled.

“Lookit you, baby,” Bucky huffed in your ear, pressing his hard length deeper into the crevice of your ass. “So fucking needy and I’ve barely touched you.” 

You mewled quietly, head leaning back on Bucky’s shoulder, your back arching a perfect curve to keep your ass nestled against his cock. He felt so good, you never wanted him to stop.

“Do any of your brother’s other friends know what a needy little slut you are, baby?” he asked softly in your ear, hips rocking against your ass in small movements. “Would Steve or Tony be shocked if they walked in right now to see you rubbing your ass on my cock, or have they caught you before?”

“N-nooo,” you answered, heat spiraling through your body at the dirty way Bucky talked to you.

“So you’re a secret slut then, huh,” Bucky hummed in thought, the vibration teasing over your skin. “Those are my favorite kind,” he admitted, his voice gruff. His hands let go of yours, trailing up your arms and down your sides, making you shiver beneath the heat of his palms as he went on. “The girls who are so shy they can barely meet your eye,” he punctuated his words but pressing a kiss to your temple and you knew he’d noticed how shy you got around him. The heat of your blush mingled with the heat of your desire. “But when you show them some attention, when you make them feel special, they spread their legs like the good little sluts they really are.”

Leaning back into your brother’s best friend, you shot a look to the sliding door that led onto the back deck of the house. Just beyond, you could hear your brother and the rest of his friends talking loudly. “Bucky, w-we sh-shouldn’t,” you tried to say, but cut off on a gasp when his hands slid over your thighs, thumbs grazing along the edge of your swimsuit.

“I know, baby,” he murmured softly, continuing to run his hands all over your body like he was learning the feel of your curves and committing them to memory. “You don’t want anyone else to know your secret, but it would be so mean of me to get you all worked up and not make you cum, don’t you think?”

You could barely think through the haze of desire clouding your mind, and your pulse drummed a frantic beat in your clit as your body begged for more, for release. You panted, unable to form a word of response as you simply basked in the feel of him, but he wanted an answer.

Bucky pinched your nipple through your swimsuit top, pleasure and pain zipping through your body straight to your clit. “I asked you a question, baby,” he said pointedly. “I expect a response.”

“I-I-I don’t know,” you forced out, forgetting the question and unable to tell him what he wanted to hear to make sure he didn’t stop touching you.

He hummed in thought again, his lips pressed to the pulse point in your neck so you felt it, making you squirm in his arms. You leaned forward, arching your back more so that Bucky’s cock pressed against your soaked little slit through your bottoms. He hissed at the contact.

“Such a slut, baby,” he commented, awe in his tone. “Lookit how your body moves for me—bending over, pressing your pussy against my fat cock. You’re a perfect little slut.” His free hand ran down your spine before he leaned forward so his chest pressed to your back again and he could murmur in your ear. “Are you dripping wet for me baby?”

You bit your lip and nodded, answering his question the only way you knew how when words escaped you.

“Is your pussy clenching, wishing I was stretching your tight little hole around my cock right now?” he asked, fingers trailing down your sides to tug on either side of your swimsuit bottoms where they hugged your hips. At his words, your inner walls responded by clamping down on nothing, making you cry out quietly. Bucky laughed into your hair before he pressed another kiss to your temple, which was covered with a sheen of sweat. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll fill up your slutty little hole,” he promised in that rough and raspy voice of his, desire dripping from his tone.

Just then, the sliding door to the deck whooshed open and your brother’s friend Steve Rogers stepped inside. Your body reacted on instinct, straightening up and pulling away from Bucky as much as you could, your heart racing and your breaths coming in panicked little pants. But when you looked up, Steve was shouting over his shoulder at the rest of the guys on the deck, seemingly unaware of what he’d walked in on. 

In the brief moment before Steve turned to the kitchen, Bucky rearranged himself behind you—close enough to hide the obscene bulge in his swim trunks, but pulling back so he was no longer plastered to your body. His hands settled on yours and he guided your shaking fingers to slice up a lime into wedges. You were thankful for his solid hands on yours because you were trembling like a leaf at the prospect of being caught by another of your brother’s friends.

“And that’s how you cut a lime for a margarita,” Bucky said with a flourish, as if he were finishing a whole spiel. You felt the moment he looked up, because his whole body went taut with tension. “Hey Stevie, the margs will be ready soon, just showing Y/N how it’s done.”

“I see that,” Steve said in a slow suspicious voice as he drew closer until he stood on the opposite side of the island.

When you looked back at him, you caught Steve’s blue eyes taking in the way Bucky was caging you in against the kitchen island. It certainly wasn’t the most innocent way for the two of you to be standing, and you were pretty sure if any of your brother’s other friends had offered to teach you how to cut limes, they wouldn’t be wrapped around you the way Bucky was. But it also wasn’t as inappropriate as the way Bucky had held you and talked to you just moments prior.

“You alright?” Steve asked, looking you in the eye.

Bucky took the opportunity of Steve’s focus on you to turn away, going to the sink and washing his hands with his back to you and Steve.

Steve looked concerned and suspicious, but while you appreciated him looking out for you, you just wanted him to leave so Bucky could touch you again. With effort, you relaxed your shoulders and plastered a cheery smile on your face. “Yep!” you chirped. “I’m gonna finish up the salad as soon as we get these limes done.”

Steve nodded his head absently as his eyes bounced back and forth between you and Bucky. “Well, alright,” he said slowly, before pinning Bucky with a hard stare. “Don’t take too long, I just came inside to tell you both the burgers are almost done.” Then he was backing away and opening the door, returning to the raucous laughter of your brother’s friends. When the door whooshed closed, the kitchen seemed all the quieter for the lack of noise.

Then Bucky was at your back again, his hands frantic as they roamed all over your body. It felt like he was everywhere at once and you were quickly overwhelmed by the sensations. A loud moan tumbled past your lips and Bucky’s hand slapped over your mouth as he bent his knees and pressed his cock against your ass. He held you against him with his hand covering your mouth, quieting your sounds of pleasure.

“Shh,” Bucky mumbled, his voice urgent. “You moan loud like that and Steve will hear you,” he warned, but he didn’t stop touching you, his free hand wandering to your chest and groping your tits. “He’ll hear what a little slut you are and you don’t want that, do you, baby?” 

You shook your head as much as you could in his hold, making a sound like a muffled “no” behind his hand. But you could barely pay attention to what he was saying when his fingers were pinching and rolling your nipples roughly, coaxing them into points.

“No, no you don’t,” Bucky agreed. “Because you’re only a slut for me, aren’t you, baby? My perfect little slut.” 

A hushed moan was your only response because a moment later, Bucky’s fingers dipped inside your swimsuit bottoms, sliding easily between your slick folds. 

“Fuck, baby,” Bucky groaned into your neck. “So fucking wet, holy shit.” He rubbed messily around your folds, spreading your wetness all over, bumping against your clit and making your hips jerk, seeking more. “So soft, so wet. Fuck.”

You whined behind his hand, your fingers digging into his muscled arm, not because you wanted him to pull away, but because you needed something to cling to. Bucky took a deep breath before he spoke again, his chest expanding and pressing against your back, making you feel like you were surrounded by him.

“Let me tell you how this is going to go, baby,” Bucky said, pushing one of his fingers inside your tight hole, your inner walls clenching around him. He paused for a moment while you moaned, letting you adjust to the feel of him, then he began to pump his finger in and out of you slowly. “I’m going to fuck your slutty little pussy with my fingers and you’re going to eat dinner with your brother and his friends knowing how good I can make you feel,” he murmured, his stubbled jaw grazing your cheek.

When Bucky picked up his pace, it was all you could do to stay standing. Your thighs trembled as he plunged his thick finger into you, your legs threatening to give out from the sheer pleasure. He held onto you tighter, making sure you didn’t fall. 

“Then tonight, I’m going to sneak into your room, and I’m really going to fuck you,” Bucky said, his words a promise. He added a second finger, pumping deeply in your pussy before scissoring them and stretching you. A shiver wracked your body as he drove your pleasure higher and higher. “I’ll pound into you while the rest of your brother’s friends are sleeping soundly, while Steve jerks off wishing he could get his cock in any one of your slutty holes.” Bucky’s voice turned harsh, jealousy and possessiveness thickening his tone. 

His words just made you hotter while he fucked your pussy with his fingers, the heel of his palm slapping against your clit, the soft smacking sound getting louder the faster he went. The lewd noises of Bucky fucking your wet hole mixed with the muffled moans pouring from your lips—so loud in the quiet kitchen, but not loud enough to draw any attention.

Bucky added a third finger, making you shriek at the stretch, but he only clamped his hand tighter over your mouth and fingerfucked you harder. “I’ll fuck you so good,” he rasped, lips ghosting over the shell of your ear as he spilled filth into your brain. “Every time I come around to see your brother, you’re gonna spread your legs like a good little slut and beg me to fuck you again.”

His obscene words on top of the way he mercilessly fucked your body with just his fingers was too much. When he shoved his fingers deep, his palm grinding hard against your clit, you shattered. You screamed hoarsely into Bucky’s hand, trying to stifle yourself even while you lost control and your nails dug into his arm, clinging to him as your whole body went rigid. Then you were shaking and trembling through your release as wave after wave of pleasure consumed you. 

Bucky’s fingers were still fucking you when your awareness returned, though not quite as hard, and he was whispering praises in your ear. You indulged in the pleasent hum beneath your skin, the leftover remnants of your release, until it became too much. Weakly, you dropped your hands to Bucky’s other arm and tugged on him. 

He chuckled as he removed his fingers from your drenched pussy, then pressed them to your lips. “Clean ‘em up, baby,” he murmured in a gentle command.

You obliged, mouth opening and tongue swirling around, your own musky taste coating your tongue. When Bucky was satisfied, he pulled them out and spun you around, facing you for the first time. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you in close, his bulge pressing into your stomach. A little dazed smile played on your lips as you stared up into his eyes. 

His blue gaze roved over your face, taking in your contented expression. “So fucked out you forgot to be shy, baby?” he asked, a smirk kicking up one corner of his mouth. “Or have you accepted you’re my little slut now?”

That made you blush and avert your eyes. Ignoring his questions entirely, your teeth sunk into your bottom lip with your uncertainty about how to respond. Gently, Bucky gripped your jaw and tilted your face back up to look at him. He waited until you met his gaze once more.

“So pretty when you blush,” Bucky murmured, his blue eyes heavy lidded with satisfaction, which only made you blush harder. He grinned and dropped a kiss to the apple of your cheek, then the other. His lips ghosted over your mouth. “Need to taste you, baby,” he murmured before his lips pressed more firmly to yours. 

Despite your renewed shyness, you opened for him, letting his tongue slide between your lips and explore your mouth. He kissed you thoroughly, making you melt in his arms as you trusted him to hold you up. You smiled into the kiss before he deepened it, kissing you until you were breathless.

When Bucky pulled back, he didn’t go far, his lips still close to yours. “Don’t be shy around me, baby, please,” he begged in such a soft voice, you barely heard it. The longing in his tone made your heart clench and you already knew you were a goner for him—you’d do anything he asked, even try to get over your shyness.

Before you could respond, though, Bucky backed up, his icy eyes intense on you. You bit your lip against your desire to look away and held his gaze until he turned away to start pouring out the margaritas. You let out an exhale of relief and, with shaky hands, went back to chopping up vegetables for the salad for dinner.

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DIGITAL PIRACY 101

Pinning this since I genuinely think Piracy is a great skill to have and I want to share it with anyone who'd like to see it

Okay so! You need to download something!

Be it a movie, a game, a software, a book. Where do you even start? You know people catch viruses or fines pirating, so how to do it, and do it safely? This is going to be a bit verbose, so coloured text has the most important info. THIS WILL BE LONG but you can just skim it! (P.S. there are some goodies for artists in the end so do take a peek there if you do art and would like courses or procreate brushes) By the end of this you should be able to download or stream almost anything.

(Disclaimer: I'm not super knowledgeable on the technical side of things, just a moderately seasoned pirate. Will explain stuff to the best of my abilities, but there will be wild semplifications. If there's any issue, or precisations you'd like to make, or just need a hand with something, feel free to reach out to me directly on here!)

Putting a cut here so I don't spam your dashes <3 - now, here we go:

First off: ADBLOCKERS. It's dangerous to go alone. Take this: a little browser add-on that will prevent you from seeing ads and popups ever again. Yeah, no more ads on Youtube either btw. Most malware you risk getting while pirating is the result of ads and pop-ups! Important: Chromium based browsers will start dropping support for adblockers starting 2023. These include: Chrome, Edge, Opera, Vivaldi, Brave. (Brave has its built-in adblocker, but it's very controversial, has a huge focus on crypto, and tries to push its own crypto trading ads on you, among other things.) This is simply happening because Google (who mantains Chromium) is in big parts an Ad Company, aka makes money from selling ads to you. Mozilla Firefox is not affiliated or mantained in any way by Google, and will support Adblocking indefinitely. Just so you know. The BEST Ad Blocker around is uBlock Origin, by Raymond Hill (gorhill). It's recommended that you use it at all times, as it will not slow down your browser but will improve your user experience drastically! Official add-on installs: Firefox, Chrome (until 2023)

How does it work? There are two kinds of downloads: Direct Downloads and Torrents. Direct Download Link (DDL): you click on the thing, the browser downloads it. Simple! It's an 1 on 1 communication between you and their servers. Pros: no hassle, super easy, nothing else to do, pretty safe. Cons: downloading big files is sloooow, and if your connection falters just a few seconds, you gotta start from the top again. Torrenting: the good stuff. It's "Peer to Peer", or P2P. The way I understand it: you're put in a room (a "swarm") with a bunch of people. Some want the file (Peers and Leechers), some already have it and are giving it around (Seeders). You all share small pieces of the file around, and eventually everyone will get a complete file. Seeders are the most important part: a torrent with zero seeders will not start (no one is giving out the file). A torrent with 200 seeders will be immensely faster than one with 3 seeders. It's good etiquette to seed back what you download, in a 1:1.10 ratio: you upload what you downloaded (1:1) and then a little more. Sharing is caring! Pros: fast, you can stop and resume whenever you want, you can find torrents of mostly anything, easy to download big files. Cons: unsafe without a VPN (might get fined), a bit harder to understand, might take an hour or two to set everything up. We will get more into Torrenting right now, as it will be the main way to pirate things.

How to Torrent files? You will need: a Torrent Client, a VPN (optional, recommended), and either a .torrent file or a magnet link. Don't panic, this is easy! Torrent Client: a little software that will actually manage the downloading. There is no reason to use anything else than qBittorrent: it's free, open source, frequently updated, has no ads, and has a neat little feature that we will see later. Download and install it and you're all set! VPN: ok, so. You *can* download things without a VPN. I've done it a bunch. Please know, it's unsafe. VPNs are, like, the condoms of piracy. Depending on how strict your Internet Service Providers are about piracy, without them you might get a hefty fine, or simply a warning, or nothing at all. With torrenting, sadly, ISPs can kind of exactly see what you're downloading. VPNs fool your ISP. I'm not a fan of how much VPN services are fooling us in thinking we need them - but sadly us pirates DO need them. I would personally not recommend free VPNs, they aren't too reliable in my experience. I also advice to use a VPN that allows "port forwarding" as that will make the downloads faster. The most loved VPN service in the pirating community is Mullvad. It's VERY secure, actually cares about your privacy (unlike Nord, or even Proton sadly), has no yearly plans to rope you into nasty subscription models. It's so privacy oriented that you don't even need an email, they will simply give you an account number and you will use that. They do NOT want your data. Super neat! Their service is 5€ a month, and I suggest paying only one month, downloading a shitton of stuff, and then just leaving it be until you need another month of downloading bonanza. You will see they accept and encourage crypto payments. Please don't judge them too harshly for this. I hate crypto as much as the next tumblr user - but this is not for crypto bros, this is because they really would like to not have your data if possible. There's people who want to avoid leaving behind any sort of trail showing that they, personally, purchased a VPN, and this option serves them. Torrent files, magnet links: a torrent file is an actual file you download and open in your client. You download "bee_move.torrent", open it in qBittorrent, and it will start downloading! A magnet link simply bypasses having an actual file. it's a link that you will directly open in your client and will tell it what it needs to know, and acts in place of a .torrent file. They're virtually the same. There are dedicated torrent sites that let you search for the torrent you want, and offer either a torrent file or magnet download. Let's see how to find them!

Where to find stuff? r/piracy Megathread - there are links to pirate anything that could be pirated. Navigate to the section you need and follow the instructions! There are usually both Torrent sites and direct download links. The masterpost isn't being mantained anymore - as of 31/10/2022, I'm still having luck with it and finding it a great resource. There are other masterposts though. For example, the Awesome Piracy megathread and the r/FREEMEDIAHECKYEAH wiki. As of April 2023, it’s being rewritten!! Hell yeah!! Go check it out! But some of the torrent sites listed on the masterposts are broken! :( I hear ya, I hear ya! It's perfectly normal. For technical / legal reasons that I cannot comprehend, torrent sites need to change URLs often. This is where unblockit comes in. I'm not sure how it works, so I'm just going to say that it's magic. It gives you working links to all the best torrenting, streaming, DDL sites. From books to music to, uh, adult material. I usually refer to the masterpost to know which sites are the most trustworthy, and then use unblockit to access them. Generally, for example, you will want to avoid ThePirateBay, and prefer 1337x instead.

ALMOST DONE!!! There's one last important thing to set. This is a safety measure, for those who use a VPN service and want to make the most of it. At times, the VPN connection you are using might falter for some seconds. These few seconds that it's not working, your torrent might still be downloading, exposing your IP address briefly and letting your ISP catch you. There is an easy and quick way to prevent this from happening. It's called binding the VPN network interface to your torrent client - it's a big name, but it means you tell your client (qBittorrent) to ONLY connect to the internet via the VPN. No VPN? No connection. No IP leakage. Linked guide above will take you a couple minutes at most.

This is the basic stuff! :D You should be able to download pretty much all you need just from this!

However, since I'm a nerd, here's some other useful things, or more niche sites.

There are tips to make torrenting with VPN faster - I gotta be honest man, I still don't understand *how* this "Port Forwarding" business works, and for some reason I cannot get it to work right now with Mullvad (previously I had North which doesn't support this feature at all). My internet is too slow for me to really mind, anyway. But you should look into it if you're using a VPN and getting slow download speeds on torrents with 20+ active seeders.

Now, this is for all the artists out there. Online-courses.club has, like, an INFINITY of art courses and tutorials, and even some software. It's INSANE, super helpful, some of these courses would otherwise cost SO much. I've been getting a lot of use out of it. They're mostly DDLs, too! I can't recommend it enough!!! Now, time for brushes. I've had a lot of difficulty finding good brushes for Procreate that didn't cost too much. This telegram channel has a neverending quantity of Procreate brushes: t.me/free_brushes. Sometimes Photoshop brushes crop up too. For some popular brushes, they ask for "donations" to download them instead of giving the actual download, which is a big yikes honestly. Thankfully, it's rare. In there, if you scroll really far, there's also a link to another smaller group to download Max Ulichney's brushes.

My favourite way to pirate and share music is Soulseek, a neat little software that work as a Peer To Peer service, but between you and a single other person at a time. You share all your music folder, and others can download from it when you're online. In return, you can download other people's music from their shared folders. It's lovely, the quality of the files is GREAT, the community is actually really chill and honest, since it's just a bunch of peeps sharing mp3s and flacs.

There's also a LOT of telegram bots to download music or videos from several platforms. @MusicDownloaderRobot downloads from Spotify, @joeymusicbot from Deezer, @mediadownbot rips videos and music from stuff like reddit, tiktok, facebook, twitter etc, and t.me/BotsArchive has a vast collection of bots just like these. They can come in handy! Lastly, since I am Italian, here's some resources to find italian material. Those around my age or older might remember TNT Village as the n.1 source of italian torrents. It's closed down, but the magnet links for archived stuff are still out there. Only way to access them that I found rn is this Telegram bot: @tntvsearchbot. Source code here for those who understand this stuff. There's also programmiedovetrovarli, great resource for famous software (Adobe, Office, etc) with instructions in italian. Needs adblocker to be deactivated on their site, but has no popup ads, just standard banners.

Well, this was a lot! Thank you for reading, I hope I was able to help in some way!

Please remember: illegal does not automatically mean unethical, or immoral. Everyone is free to choose what to do and think about piracy. Don't ruin this for those who choose to engage with it, and don't push this on those who'd rather steer clear. I am personally sharing this with you, because my personal opinion is that pirating is often moral, and avoiding giving money to certain corporations (Adobe and Disney come to mind) is always preferred when you can't or don't want to outright avoid and boycott their products altogether.

If you can afford to, always support small creators and artists. If you cannot afford to, then consider that pirating and enjoying their creations, then spreading the word and talking about it online, is still beneficial to them!

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this site lets you generate/design a city, allowing you to choose size, if you want a river or coast, walls around it, a temple, a main keep, etc.

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you are limitless , you can manifest anything

when it comes to LOA you can have whatever you want literally WHATEVER you are completely limitless as everything literally EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE’s existence is because of you , you are the cause you are the creator of this world .

“If you can conceptualize it, it must exist. These are so minute in detail that we will never truly question the nature of our reality. It is best to view this reality almost like a frame by frame video. However, Consciousness does not have to be the watcher of this video, but can stop the frame and redirect the video to where Man sees fit. Since there are infinite Versions of yourself, being Specific on how you want to be is achievable. Take where you are now. Maybe you are 18 years old, maybe 48, it does not matter. Go back one year and realize that one year ago, the Version you are now, existed when you were 17 or 47 years old. Did you not have the freedom to be a different version? If so, do you not have that same freedom now? “ - edward art

Man can bring things into existence through his thoughts and consciousness .

Consciousness has the power to resurrect or bring things into existence . nothing exists without your consciousness or imagination

This truth is common to all men, but the consciousness of it – and much more, the self-consciousness of it – is another matter. The day I realized this great truth – that everything in my world is a manifestation of the mental activity which goes on within me, and that the conditions and circumstances of my life only reflect the state of consciousness with which I am fused – is the most momentous in my life.

you are always going to be greater than anything that is expressed in your reality be it good or bad because ofc ? like you created it and the creator is always greater than it’s creations .

“ The power conceiving and the thing conceived are one but the power to conceive is greater than the conception. Jesus discovered this glorious truth when he declared, "I and my Father are one but my Father is greater than I." The power conceiving itself to be man is greater than its conception. All conceptions are limitations of the conceiver. Consciousness precedes all manifestations and is the prop upon which all manifestation rests. To remove the manifestations all that is required of you, the conceiver, is to take your attention away from the conception. Instead of "Out of sight out of mind," it really is "Out of mind out of sight." The manifestation will remain in sight only as long as it takes the force with which the conceiver — I AM — originally endowed it to spend itself. This applies to all creation from the infinitesimally small electron to the infinitely great universe. Be still and know that I AM God. Yes, this very I AM, your awareness of being, is God, the only God. I AM is the Lord— the God of all Flesh— all manifestation. This presence, your unconditioned awareness, comprehends neither beginning nor ending; limitations exist only in the manifestation. When you realize that this awareness is your eternal self you will know that before Abraham was, I AM.“

“ Only through one door can that which you seek pass into the world of manifestation. I AM the door. Your consciousness is the door, so you must become conscious of being and having that which you desire to be and to have. Any attempt to realize your desires in ways other than through the door of consciousness makes you a thief and a robber unto yourself. Any expression that is not felt is unnatural. Before anything appears, God, I AM, feels itself to be the thing desired; and then the thing felt appears. It is resurrected, lifted out of the nothingness. “

“ I AM wealthy, poor, healthy, sick, free, confined were first of all impressions or conditions felt before they became visible expressions. Your world is your consciousness objectified. Waste no time trying to change the outside; change the within or the impression; and the without or expression will take care of itself. When the truth of this statement dawns upon you, you will know that you have found the lost word or the key to every door. I AM (your consciousness) is the magical lost word which was made flesh in the likeness of that which you are conscious of being “

bibical analogy :

“ Your unconditioned awareness or I AM is the Virgin Mary who knew not a man and yet, unaided by man, conceived and bore a son, Mary, the unconditioned consciousness, desired and then became conscious of being the conditioned state which she desired to express, and in a way unknown to others became it. Go and do likewise; assume the consciousness of that which you desire to be and you, too, will give birth to your savior. When the annunciation is made, when the urge or desire is upon you, believe it to be God's spoken word seeking embodiment through you. Go, tell no man of this holy thing that you have conceived. Lock your secret within you and magnify the Lord, magnify or believe your desire to be your savior coming to be with you. “

"A man can receive nothing (no thing) except it be given him from Heaven." Remember heaven is your consciousness; the Kingdom of Heaven is within you. This is why you are warned against calling any man Father; your consciousness is the Father of all that you are. Again you are told, "Salute no man on the highway." See no man as an authority. Why should you ask man for permission to express when you realize that your world, in its every detail, originated within you and is sustained by you as the only conceptional center? “

- neville , your faith is your fortune