Roady @Roady_Dragonfae@awoo.space

I'm deciding to go celibate for two weeks. I'm on day two now and already I'm feeling energy building up in my lower chakras.

I'm getting pretty close as far as separating from my physical body, and I've heard that astral sex doesn't even compare to what you find on earth.

Here's to hoping I can visit folks who could see me on that plane. Maybe even attend events and stand in the circle at the Eyrie in my ethereal form.

Sometimes you just have to work within time constraints to be a successful youtuber. As much as I want to animate everything, I'm thinking of doing a total overhaul on my fursuit and using puppets and vfx instead.

It's time-effective, and I can still maintain the nostalgic 80s patina I'm looking for.

What happened over the last two years is I went backwards. I dropped out before I turned on and tuned in. But that's okay. It was meant to be. Because now I can start over and get it right. To turn on, to tune in, and finally drop out.

I'm sorry I've been so absent as of late. I've been undergoing a major metamorphosis as far as working on myself on a spiritual level.

It's becoming easier. To remember that I was never lost to begin with. That I am already 100% complete.

I look forward, in divine time, to seeing everyone again. Maybe at another game night. Maybe at Glowtide. We'll see.

People say it's easy to switch off the mind. But that's only after mucking out decades of social conditioning.

Something is telling me this may be the first time I've ever chose to incarnate as a human. Or if I had a past life as a human it was very short lived. Most likely a child who lived through the 80s and never had a chance to see adulthood.

Though this may not be my first time on earth. Something about witnessing a mass extinction on this planet feels all too familiar.

Sheer divine timing that I caught up with an old friend from the general furry fandom in the parking lot of a winco. Someone I hadn't seen in years and it was all exciting.

Then I'm struck with a sad and sinking feeling when he says he's going into law enforcement... At that point my expression changed and I just wanted him to leave, and he did. Hell, last I remember seeing him he was anti-cop.

Times really do change...

After looking over the photos and continuing to interact with it, there's a possibility that I'm sharing my room with a high vibrational entity who's of Pleiadian origin.

That's good news. Given I've been calling upon and giving thanks to my guardians for helping and protecting me. This fella might be one of them. I came back from work last night and could feel it touching my forehead as if it were taking my temp.

Thank the universe for my friends on the other side

Thank the universe I managed to open a few portals in the apartment. Add a little liveliness to the bland white walls.

Also, it seems I may have captured a glimpse of the aforementioned entity in the second pic.

A socially befuddled dragon stumbling their way through a human existence.

Last night was the closest I've come to breaking free of my physical body and into the astral realm.

I could feel it. My body slowly sinking into my bed and feeling tingly all over as I reached the cusp of a breakthrough.

Practice makes perfect. I wonder if there's a supplement I could take that would enhance the hypnagogic state.

A random dude yelled "I love you!" out the side window of a passing car while I was waiting at the bus stop... Love you too!

One thing to make note of is this is happening after I brought both of my staffs inside, and I've been doing a good job of warding my room against any negative frequencies.

As I was chilling out on my bed I picked up movement out of the corner of my eye. Like a barely visible presence was moving from one corner to the other.

I then felt a pocket of cold air sitting next to my bed...

Entities in my new room? Feels like it.

If they were malicious, then I would have felt it. But no, nothing tipped me off that they were.

Interesting.

Thanketh the universe I now have a sturdy pair of antlers!

Thankful for my little desk, thankful for my little lamp, and thankful for those little bookends.

Most importantly? I'm thankful that I now have a quaint little space to sit down and do my best work.

In addition to my usual attire I was also wearing a reflective vest from work, if that was also a factor. Either way, that's the first time I ever saw a pig squeal.

I was squinting bitterly at one of those police mustangs parked along 4th Ave S in SODO today. Turns out there was a cop inside, and apparently I was glaring daggers right into his eyes. So sharply, in fact, that he took no time slamming the door and disappearing into the apartment he was parked at.

Given my large frame, green cargo pants, and boots he probably thought I was a combat vet. I seem to carry myself like one when I'm walking around that part of town.

Holy fuck. I just experienced another shift on the bus ride home. As if I can feel my whole reality changing and resetting every millisecond. I saw it. I felt it. The moment I shifted from the past to simply...Now

The entire universe melding and changing in accordance with my thoughts... Hell. By continuing to break through, I'm now seeing the texture of scales on my arm. Not just a pattern in my freckles, it now looks like they're fucking bump mapped onto my arm.