Remove Negative Thought Loops And Fall Asleep

Are you trapped in endless overthinking? This hypnotic journey will break the cycle by leading you through The Fractal Prison, a repeating structure of thoughts that keeps you stuck. Experience how your mind creates this subconscious maze and find the hidden exit that shatters the loop forever.

In This Session, You Will:
Observe your thought cycle as a geometric fractal
Identify false exits & collapse the loop at its core
Reprogram your mind to stop repeating the same pattern

Use before sleep or in deep meditation for subconscious transformation.

Transcript

Welcome to this special session,

Guiding you through the fractal prison,

The intricate repeating thought pattern that has kept you trapped for far too long.

Whether it's guilt,

Regret,

Obsession,

Another repetitive cycle,

This session will reveal how these thoughts form a geometric structure in your subconscious mind by dissolving the hidden exit,

You can finally stop the loop at its core.

So settle into a comfortable position,

Either lying down or sitting,

With support for your head and your spine,

Allow your eyes to soften or close entirely,

If stray thoughts drift through,

Just acknowledge them gently and watch them fade into the background.

So breathe in deeply,

Hold it just for a second and exhale,

Feeling your muscles loosen if at any moment you need to adjust your position,

Just feel free to do so,

You remain in control,

Always able to drift deeper or gently come back.

Over the course of this session,

We'll explore a vivid metaphor,

A fractal prison of thought,

You'll be shown how your looping cycle literally looks in this realm of your mind,

How you keep retracing the same path,

Ending at the same point,

Then you'll be able to see the hidden exit,

A blind spot you never noticed,

And when you return,

The cycle will be fundamentally restructured,

No longer holding you captive.

So take another breath now,

Letting the exhale soften your entire body,

Prepare to journey inward,

To observe and transform a pattern that's been looping for too long,

So let's begin by gently relaxing deeper,

So focus on your breathing,

Each inhale drawing in calm,

Each exhale sending tension out,

Imagine a soft glow forming at your feet,

Radiating a gentle warmth that relaxes your toes,

Your ankles and your calves,

Feel that glow climb your legs,

Dissolving any stiffness or restlessness,

And gradually the glow moves through your hips,

Your lower back,

Your belly,

Releasing tightness in every muscle,

Each breath seems to amplify this glow,

Helping your chest and shoulders feel lighter,

Your arms and hands gently floating or even sinking,

Whichever feels right for you,

And let that glow reach your neck,

Your jaw,

And your temples,

Soothing away any tension from your day,

Your scalp feels pleasantly warm or even tingly,

As though bathed in a calm luminous aura,

Now in your mind's eye,

See a doorway forming in a quiet corner of your conscious mind,

Through this doorway you'll enter the inner landscape of your mind,

A place where thoughts and emotions can take visible shapes,

You step towards the doorway,

Noticing how each footstep matches your heartbeat,

As you open the door,

The glow from your body expands,

Lighting the path ahead,

You feel a gentle breeze,

A sign that your subconscious awaits,

You enter this space letting your entire body and mind unwind even further,

You might sense a hallway or corridor leading even deeper into your psyche,

Each breath draws you further,

Each exhale allowing your everyday concerns to grow even more distant,

And soon you'll be ready to observe the fractal pattern of your own thoughts,

You find yourself in a wide chamber or an inner courtyard,

Softly lit by your own calm awareness,

And at the center something seems to glimmer,

Like a geometric structure,

You approach it gently,

Letting your curiosity lead the way,

And as you near,

You realize it's not random,

It's formed from repeating patterns,

Perhaps swirling shapes or nested designs,

This is the fractal that represents your repetitive thought loop,

Each piece mirroring the next,

So you end up revisiting the same emotional place over and over,

So notice the structures colors or even its textures,

Some might see swirling lines,

Others a spiraling labyrinth,

You might sense a faint hum or even a resonance,

So just breathe letting any fear or apprehension just melt away,

The fractal can't harm you,

It's simply a visual echo of a mental pattern you fed for years,

So by seeing it clearly,

You gain the power to transform it,

So walk around the fractal or even float,

Observing how it looks from different angles,

You might notice doors or archways that lead in circles,

Always returning to the same dead end,

That's how the loop has trapped you,

No exit in plain view,

A subtle tension may arise,

Memories of thoughts themselves,

So let them surface briefly,

Then float away,

You're here to break this pattern,

Not to relive it,

And soon you'll find the hidden exit,

But first let's dwell within the structure to fully understand it,

You step inside the fractal structure now,

You may see corridors lined with repeating shapes or chambers where the walls are identical patterns reflecting each other,

This fractal is your mental trap,

The cycle of guilt,

Regret or obsession that always leads to the same conclusion,

And as you walk notice that you come upon a fork that loops back or a door that seems to just circle around,

Each route leads to a mirrored version of the same emotional endpoint,

This is how the cycle keeps you stuck,

Making you think you're exploring new territory,

But eventually returning,

Returning you to that same painful center,

So observe without judgment,

Let the realization sink in,

This is not random,

Your repetitive thoughts have designed geometry,

Feeding on your energy each time you follow them,

So if frustration or sadness arises,

Just exhale it gently,

The fractal might flicker in response,

Revealing how your awareness and shifted structure,

Even the fact that you're seeing it changes its hold on you,

And eventually you reach the fractals central hub,

A swirling vortex or a core that pulses with the loops emotional charge,

You sense the pattern strength fear,

But also its fragility,

Like a labyrinth that's incomplete,

Something tells you a hidden exit exists,

But it's camouflaged among the repeating forms,

So let yourself stand or hover at the core,

Breathing steadily,

Preparing to find that overlooked path,

So soon you'll explore loop segments that delve deeper into each aspect of the fractal prison,

You begin to notice triggers embedded in the fractals walls,

Small symbols or images that spark the loop in daily life,

Perhaps it's a memory,

A phrase someone said or a sensation of guilt,

As you pass symbol,

You recall how it would pull you into the same chain of thoughts,

You see the fractal replicate that chain in intricate detail,

Like a repeated motif,

So breathe in and acknowledge these triggers,

Let yourself realize that each one is just a pattern,

You can observe them without re-engaging,

The fractal flickers slightly as if it's losing some power when you remain detached,

In daily life these triggers might still appear,

But now you recognize them as entries to the fractal,

And with that awareness you no longer step blindly in,

Each exhale further weakens the fractals hold,

So watch as the triggers slowly dim their shapes losing clarity,

By refusing to feed them emotionally,

You create cracks in the repeating cycle,

So let the fractals design shift,

Revealing small gaps where these triggers once anchored,

You arrive at the chamber where core emotion lies,

Maybe it's shame,

Regret,

Blame or even longing,

It pulses at the fractals heart,

Fueling every repetitive loop,

You step closer sensing how your repeated thought patterns revolve around protecting or avoiding this core,

The fractal thrives on your fear of facing it head-on,

But now you do the opposite,

You lean into that core emotion with gentle acceptance,

You might see it as a small trembling light or a swirling orb of color,

Let empathy flood into you and if tears arise just let them flow softly,

Notice how the fractals geometry wavers when you accept this emotion rather than push it away,

And suddenly it can't lock you in the same route,

You can see the fractals lines distort the repetitive loops,

Losing their cohesion,

So just breathe,

Letting your compassion for yourself saturate that core feeling,

It may transform,

Shrinking,

Changing you or becoming a calm presence,

In that transformation part of the fractals loop has collapsed,

So just linger,

Letting this acceptance deepen,

Each breath dissolves a layer of fear,

And each exhale loosens the fractals grip,

And here you trace one of the common pathways that you walk mentally,

A sequence of thoughts that starts with an event or a memory,

And leads to the same emotional end,

So picture it as a corridor,

Whisking through the fractal,

Always curving back to the dreaded center,

And as you follow it now,

Do so consciously,

The initial trigger,

The assumption,

The self-talk,

The emotional peak,

And the final drop,

You realize it's a pattern,

Like a scripted route,

You run automatically,

By observing it fully,

You begin rewriting it,

The fractals corridor flickers,

Uncertain,

It can't remain hidden,

If you're shining awareness on every turn,

So breathe,

Pausing at each bend,

And ask yourself,

Is this perspective true,

Or is it just familiar,

Watch how illusions unravel,

The corridors repeating walls distort,

And finally you reach the usual end,

But this time you don't surrender to the hopeless or self-critical conclusion,

This time you stand firm,

Seeing it as a construct,

And the corridor flickers,

The cyclical route has been partially undone,

And in this segment,

Realize the fractal tricks you,

By changing subtle details,

Like new angles or colors,

So it feels new,

But leads to the same outcome,

It's an illusion of novelty,

You see swirling patterns,

Shift shapes as you walk,

But eventually you notice the repetition,

It's the same geometry underneath,

This is how the mind convinces you,

Maybe this time it'll be different,

Yet ends in the same frustration or self-defeat,

So stand still,

Letting the fractal shift around you,

Observe how each transformation is superficial,

The underlying route remains the same,

If you it leads you blindly,

So breathe,

Letting a calm realization fill you,

You don't have to follow these shifting illusions,

By recognizing them,

You unmask the fractals attempt to keep you looping,

The fractal quivers as your clarity grows,

The illusions lose their power,

A small tear forms in the patterns facade,

Hinting that an exit may be near,

Now the fractals motion slows,

You find yourself in a still chamber,

No swirling lines and no repeating corridors,

It's as if the thought pattern is frozen,

And in that pause you feel the silence you've been longing for,

So breathe in this hush,

Noticing how peaceful it is not to revolve around the same old thoughts,

So let your body relax even more,

Your mind savoring the clean air of a moment unscripted,

The fractal attempts to reassert its motion,

But your attention in this stillness is much stronger,

You might see the lines stutter trying to ignite another cycle,

But instead you remain in the pause,

A gap in the fractal code,

So realize that this pause can be accessed whenever you sense a loop beginning in your daily life,

A mindful moment of stillness that interrupts repetition,

So stay here for a while letting each breath anchor you to the calm,

The fractal dims slightly,

Its energy siphoned off by your new presence of mind,

You circle back to the fractals core,

A swirling geometry seems almost endless,

But you notice a nod glint,

A subtle door or a passage that blends almost seamlessly back into the pattern,

This is the blind spot you never saw before,

You approach it carefully seeing how the fractal tries to distract you with a new swirl or a bright twist,

So remain focused on the door,

The moment you lay eyes on it,

Something seems to click,

You realize the cycle was never complete,

There was always this potential route out,

The door might look small or partially transparent,

So breathe in and step closer,

Rest your hands on its surface,

A gentle warmth meets your palm as if acknowledging your readiness to exit,

No part of the fractal can stop you now,

You see the shape glitch or even flicker,

Losing its unwavering repetition,

By acknowledging the door,

You undermine the cycles entire structure,

So stand poised,

Deciding when to step through,

You sense that once you do,

The loop can no longer rebuild itself,

It's fundamentally compromised,

So just breathe,

Letting that knowledge fill you with calm empowerment,

You begin to notice triggers embedded in the fractal's walls,

Small symbols or images that spark the loop in daily life,

Perhaps it's a memory,

A phrase someone said or a sensation of guilt,

As you pass each symbol,

You recall how it would pull you into the same chain of thoughts,

You see the fractal replicate that chain in intricate detail,

Like a repeated motif,

So breathe in and acknowledge these triggers,

Let yourself realize that each one is just a pattern,

You can observe them without re-engaging,

The fractal flickers slightly,

As if it's losing some power,

When you remain detached,

In daily life these triggers might still appear,

But now you recognize them as entries to the fractal,

And with that awareness,

You no longer step blindly in,

Each exhale further weakens the fractal's hold,

So watch as the triggers slowly dim,

Their shapes losing clarity,

By refusing to feed them emotionally,

You create cracks in the repeating cycle,

So let the fractals design shift,

Revealing small gaps,

Where these triggers once anchored,

You arrive at the chamber,

Where core emotion lies,

Maybe it's shame,

Regret,

Blame or even longing,

It pulses at the fractals heart,

Fueling every repetitive loop,

You step closer,

Sensing how your repeated thought patterns,

Revolve around protecting or avoiding this core,

The fractal thrives on your fear of facing it head-on,

But now you do the opposite,

You lean into that core emotion,

With gentle acceptance,

You might see it as a small trembling light,

Or a swirling orb of color,

Let empathy flood into you,

And if tears arise,

Just let them flow softly,

Notice how the fractals geometry wavers,

When you accept this emotion,

Rather than push it away,

And suddenly it can't lock you in the same route,

You can see the fractals lines distort,

The repetitive loops losing their cohesion,

So just breathe,

Letting your compassion for yourself,

Saturate that core feeling,

It may transform,

Shrinking,

Changing you,

Or becoming a calm presence,

In that transformation,

Part of the fractals loop has collapsed,

So just linger,

Letting this acceptance deepen,

Each breath dissolves a layer of fear,

And each exhale,

Loosens the fractals grip,

And here,

You trace one of the common pathways,

That you walk mentally,

A sequence of thoughts,

That starts with an event,

Or a memory,

And leads to the same emotional end,

So picture it as a corridor,

Twisting through the fractal,

Always curving back to the dreaded center,

And as you follow it now,

Do so consciously,

The initial trigger,

The assumption,

The self-talk,

The emotional peak,

And the final drop,

You realize it's a pattern,

Like a scripted route,

You run automatically,

By observing it fully,

You begin rewriting it,

The fractals corridor flickers,

Uncertain,

It can't remain hidden,

If you're shining awareness,

On every turn,

So breathe,

Pausing at each bend,

And ask yourself,

Is this perspective true,

Or is it just familiar,

Watch how illusions unravel,

The corridors repeating walls,

Distort,

And finally,

You reach the usual end,

But this time,

You don't surrender to the hopeless,

Or self-critical conclusion,

This time,

You stand firm,

Seeing it as a construct,

And the corridor flickers,

The cyclical route,

Has been partially undone,

And in this segment,

Realize the fractal tricks you,

By changing subtle details,

Like new angles or colors,

So it feels new,

But leads to the same outcome,

It's an illusion of novelty,

You see swirling patterns,

Shift shapes,

As you walk,

But eventually,

You notice the repetition,

It's the same geometry underneath,

This is how the mind convinces you,

Maybe this time it'll be different,

It ends in the same frustration,

Or self-defeat,

So stand still,

Letting the fractal shift around you,

Observe how each transformation is superficial,

The underlying route remains the same,

If you let it lead you blindly,

So breathe,

Letting a calm realization fill you,

You don't have to follow these shifting illusions,

By recognizing them,

You unmask the fractals attempt to keep you looping,

The fractal quivers as your clarity grows,

The illusions lose their power,

The small tear forms in the patterns facade,

Hinting that an exit may be near,

Now the fractals motion slows,

You find yourself in a still chamber,

No swirling lines and no repeating corridors,

It's as if the thought pattern is frozen and in that pause,

You feel the silence you've been longing for,

So breathe in this hush,

Noticing how peaceful it is,

Not to revolve around the same old thoughts,

So let your body relax even more,

Your mind savoring the clean air of a moment unscripted,

The fractal attempts to reassert its motion,

But your attention in this stillness is much stronger,

You might see the lines stutter trying to ignite another cycle,

But instead you remain in the pause,

A gap in the fractal code,

So realize that this pause can be accessed whenever you sense a loop beginning in your daily life,

A mindful moment of stillness that interrupts repetition,

So stay here for a while letting each breath anchor you to the calm,

The fractal dims slightly,

Its energy siphoned off by your new presence of mind,

You circle back to the fractals core,

A swirling geometry seems almost endless,

But you notice an odd glint,

A subtle door or a passage that blends almost seamlessly back into the pattern,

This is the blind spot you never saw before,

You approach it carefully,

See how the fractal tries to distract you with a new swirl or a bright twist,

So remain focused on the door,

The moment you lay eyes on it,

Something seems to click,

You realize the cycle was never complete,

There was always this potential route out,

The door might look small or partially transparent,

So breathe in and step closer,

Rest your hands on its surface,

A gentle warmth meets your palm as if acknowledging your readiness to exit,

No part of the fractal can stop you now,

You see the shape glitch or even flicker,

Losing its unwavering repetition,

By acknowledging the door you undermine the cycle's entire structure,

So stand poised,

Deciding when to step through,

You sense that once you do,

The loop can no longer rebuild itself,

It's fundamentally compromised,

So just breathe,

Letting that knowledge fill you with calm empowerment,

You begin to notice triggers embedded in the fractals walls,

Small symbols or images that spark the loop in daily life,

Perhaps it's a memory,

A phrase someone said or a sensation of guilt,

As you pass each symbol,

You recall how it would pull you into the same chain of thoughts,

You see the fractal replicate that chain in intricate detail,

Like a repeated motif,

So breathe in and acknowledge these triggers,

Let yourself realize that each one is just a pattern,

You can observe them without re-engaging,

The fractal flickers slightly as if it's losing some power when you remain detached,

In daily life,

These triggers might still appear,

But now you recognize them as entries to the fractal,

And with that awareness,

You no longer step blindly in,

Each exhale further weakens the fractals hold,

So watch as the triggers slowly dim,

Their shapes losing clarity,

By refusing to feed them emotionally,

You create cracks in the repeating cycle,

So let the fractals design shift,

Revealing small gaps,

Where these triggers once anchored,

You arrive at the chamber,

Where core emotion lies,

Maybe it's shame,

Regret,

Blame,

Or even longing,

It pulses at the fractals heart,

Fueling every repetitive loop,

You step closer,

Sensing how your repeated thought patterns revolve around protecting,

Or avoiding this core,

The fractal thrives on your fear of facing it head-on,

But now you do the opposite,

You lean into that core emotion,

With gentle acceptance,

You might see it as a small trembling light,

Or a swirling orb of color,

Let empathy flood into you,

And if tears arise,

Just let them flow softly,

Notice how the fractals geometry wavers,

When you accept this emotion,

Rather than push it away,

And suddenly it can't lock you in the same route,

You can see the fractals lines distort,

The repetitive loops losing their cohesion,

So just breathe,

Letting your compassion for yourself,

Saturate that core feeling,

It may transform,

Shrinking,

Changing you,

Or becoming a calm presence,

In that transformation,

Part of the fractals loop has collapsed,

So just linger,

Letting this acceptance deepen,

Each breath dissolves a layer of fear,

And each exhale,

Loosens the fractals grip,

And here,

You trace one of the common pathways,

That you walk mentally,

A sequence of thoughts,

That starts with an event,

Or a memory,

And leads to the same emotional end,

So picture it as a corridor,

Twisting through the fractal,

Always curving back,

To the dreaded center,

And as you follow it now,

Do so consciously,

The initial trigger,

The assumption,

The self talk,

The emotional peak,

And the final drop,

You realize it's a pattern,

Like a scripted route,

You run automatically,

By observing it fully,

You begin rewriting it,

The fractals corridor flickers,

Uncertain,

It can't remain hidden,

And fear shining awareness,

On every turn,

So breathe,

Pausing at each bend,

And ask yourself,

Is this perspective true,

Or is it just familiar,

Watch how illusions unravel,

The corridors repeating walls,

Distort,

And finally,

You reach the usual end,

But this time,

You don't surrender,

To the hopeless,

Or self-critical conclusion,

This time,

You stand firm,

Seeing it as a construct,

And the corridor flickers,

The cyclical route,

Has been partially undone,

And in this segment,

Realize the fractal tricks you,

By changing subtle details,

Like new angles or colors,

So it feels new,

But leads to the same outcome,

It's an illusion of novelty,

You see swirling patterns,

Shift shapes,

As you walk,

But eventually,

You notice the repetition,

It's the same geometry underneath,

This is how the mind convinces you,

Maybe this time it'll be different,

It ends in the same frustration,

Or self-defeat,

So stand still,

Letting the fractal shift around you,

Observe how each transformation is superficial,

The underlying route remains the same,

If you let it lead you blindly,

So breathe,

Letting a calm realization fill you,

You don't have to follow these shifting illusions,

By recognizing them,

You unmask the fractals attempt to keep you looping,

The fractal quivers as your clarity grows,

The illusions lose their power,

A small tear forms in the patterns facade,

Hinting that an exit may be near,

Now the fractals motion slows,

You find yourself in a still chamber,

No swirling lines and no repeating corridors,

It's as if the thought pattern is frozen,

And in that pause,

You feel the silence you've been longing for,

So breathe in this hush,

Noticing how peaceful it is,

Not to revolve around the same old thoughts,

So let your body relax even more,

Your mind savoring the clean air of a moment unscripted,

The fractal attempts to reassert its motion,

But your attention in this stillness is much stronger,

You might see the line stutter,

Trying to ignite another cycle,

But instead you remain in the pause,

A gap in the fractal code,

So realize that this pause can be accessed,

Whenever you sense a loop beginning in your daily life,

A mindful moment of stillness,

That interrupts repetition,

So stay here for a while,

Letting each breath anchor you to the calm,

The fractal dims slightly,

Its energy siphoned off by your new presence of mind,

You circle back to the fractals core,

A swirling geometry seems almost endless,

But you notice a nod glint,

A subtle door,

Or a passage that blends almost seamlessly back into the pattern,

This is the blind spot you never saw before,

You approach it carefully,

Seeing how the fractal tries to distract you,

With a new swirl or a bright twist,

So remain focused on the door,

The moment you lay eyes on it,

Something seems to click,

You realize the cycle was never complete,

There was always this potential route out,

The door might look small or partially transparent,

So breathe in and step closer,

Rest your hands on its surface,

A gentle warmth meets your palm,

As if acknowledging your readiness to exit,

No part of the fractal can stop you now,

You see the shape glitch or even flicker,

Losing its unwavering repetition,

By acknowledging the door,

You undermine the cycles entire structure,

So stand poised,

Deciding when to step through,

You sense that once you do,

The loop can no longer rebuild itself,

It's fundamentally compromised,

So just breathe,

Letting that knowledge fill you,

With calm empowerment,

You begin to notice triggers embedded in the fractals walls,

Small symbols or images that spark the loop in daily life,

Perhaps it's a memory,

A phrase someone said,

Or a sensation of guilt,

As you pass each symbol,

You recall how it would pull you into the same chain of thoughts,

You see the fractal replicate that chain in intricate detail,

Like a repeated motif,

So breathe in and acknowledge these triggers,

Let yourself realize that each one is just a pattern,

You can observe them without re-engaging,

The fractal flickers slightly,

As if it's losing some power,

When you remain detached,

In daily life these triggers might still appear,

But now you recognize them as entries to the fractal,

And with that awareness,

You no longer step blindly in,

Each exhale further weakens the fractals hold,

So watch as the triggers slowly dim,

Their shapes losing clarity,

By refusing to feed them emotionally,

You create cracks in the repeating cycle,

So let the fractals shift,

Revealing small gaps,

Where these triggers once anchored,

You arrive at the chamber,

Where core emotion lies,

Maybe it's shame,

Regret,

Blame,

Or even longing,

It pulses at the fractals heart,

Fueling every repetitive loop,

You step closer,

Sensing how your repeated thought patterns,

Revolve around protecting or avoiding this core,

The fractal thrives on your fear of facing it head-on,

But now you do the opposite,

You lean into that core emotion,

With gentle acceptance,

You might see it as a small trembling light,

Or a swirling orb of color,

Let empathy flood in deal,

And if tears arise,

Just let them flow softly,

Notice how the fractals geometry wavers,

When you accept this emotion,

Rather than push it away,

And suddenly it can't lock you in the same route,

You can see the fractals lines distort,

The repetitive loops losing their cohesion,

So just breathe,

Letting your compassion for yourself,

Saturate that core feeling,

It may transform,

Shrinking,

Changing you,

Or becoming a calm presence,

In that transformation,

Part of the fractals loop has collapsed,

So just linger,

Letting this acceptance deepen,

Each breath dissolves a layer of fear,

And each exhale,

Loosens the fractals grip,

And here,

You trace one of the common pathways,

That you walk mentally,

A sequence of thoughts,

That starts with an event,

Or a memory,

And leads to the same emotional end,

So picture it as a corridor,

Whistling through the fractal,

Always curving back to the dreaded center,

And as you follow it now,

Do so consciously,

The initial trigger,

The assumption,

The self-talk,

The emotional peak,

And the final drop,

You realize it's a pattern,

Like a scripted route,

You run automatically,

By observing it fully,

You begin rewriting it,

The fractals corridor flickers,

Uncertain,

It can't remain hidden,

And if you're shining awareness on every turn,

So breathe,

Pausing at each bend,

And ask yourself,

Is this perspective true,

Or is it just familiar,

Watch how illusions unravel,

The corridors repeating walls distort,

And finally,

You reach the usual end,

But this time,

You don't surrender to the hopeless,

Or self-critical conclusion,

This time,

You stand firm,

Seeing it as a construct,

And the corridor flickers,

The cyclical route has been partially undone,

And in this segment,

Realize the fractal tricks you,

By changing subtle details,

Like new angles or colors,

So it feels new,

But leads to the same outcome,

It's an illusion of novelty,

You see swirling patterns,

Shift shapes,

As you walk,

But eventually,

You notice the repetition,

It's the same geometry underneath,

This is how the mind convinces you,

Maybe this time it'll be different,

Yet ends in the same frustration,

Or self-defeat,

So stand still,

Letting the fractal shift around you,

Observe how each transformation is superficial,

The underlying route remains the same,

If you let it lead you blindly,

So breathe,

Letting a calm realization fill you,

You don't have to follow these shifting illusions,

By recognizing them,

You unmask the fractals attempt to keep you looping,

The fractal quivers as your clarity grows,

The illusions lose their power,

The small tear forms in the patterns facade,

Hinting that an exit may be near,

Now the fractals motion slows,

You find yourself in a still chamber,

No swirling lines and no repeating corridors,

It's as if the thought pattern is frozen,

And in that pause,

You feel the silence you've been longing for,

So breathe in this hush,

Noticing how peaceful it is,

Not to revolve around the same old thoughts,

So let your body relax even more,

Your mind savoring the clean air of a moment unscripted,

The fractal attempts to reassert its motion,

But your attention in this stillness is much stronger,

You might see the lines stutter,

Trying to ignite another cycle,

But instead you remain in the pause,

A gap in the fractal code,

So realize that this pause can be accessed whenever you sense a loop beginning in your daily life,

A mindful moment of stillness that interrupts repetition,

So stay here for a while,

Letting each breath anchor you to the calm,

The fractal dims slightly,

Its energy siphoned off by your new presence of mind,

You circle back to the fractals core,

The swirling geometry seems almost endless,

But you notice a nod glint,

A subtle door,

Or a passage that blends almost seamlessly back into the pattern,

This is the blind spot you never saw before,

You approach it carefully,

Seeing how the fractal tries to distract you with a new swirl or a bright twist,

So remain focused on the door,

The moment you lay eyes on it,

Something seems to click,

You realize the cycle was never complete,

There was always this potential route out,

The door might look small or partially transparent,

So breathe in and step closer,

Rest your hands on its surface,

A gentle warmth meets your palm as if acknowledging your readiness to exit,

No part of the fractal can stop you now,

You see the shape glitch or even flicker,

Losing its unwavering repetition,

By acknowledging the door,

You undermine the cycle's entire structure,

So stand poised,

Deciding when to step through,

You sense that once you do,

The loop can no longer rebuild itself,

It's fundamentally compromised,

So just breathe,

Letting the knowledge fill you with calm empowerment,

You begin to notice triggers embedded in the fractals walls,

Small symbols or images that sparked the loop in daily life,

Perhaps it's a memory,

A phrase someone said or a sensation of guilt,

As you pass each symbol,

You recall how it would pull you into the same chain of thoughts,

You see the fractal replicate that chain in intricate detail,

Like a repeated motif,

So breathe in and acknowledge these triggers,

Let yourself realize that each one is just a pattern,

You can observe them without reengaging,

The fractal flickers slightly as if it's losing some power when you remain detached,

In daily life these triggers might still appear,

But now you recognize them as entries to the cycle and with that awareness,

You no longer step blindly in,

Each exhale further weakens the fractals hold,

So watch as the triggers slowly dim,

Their shapes losing clarity,

By refusing to feed them emotionally you create cracks in the repeating cycle,

So let the fractals design shift,

Revealing small gaps where these triggers once anchored,

You arrive at the chamber where core emotion lies,

Maybe it's shame,

Regret,

Blame or even longing,

It pulses at the fractals heart,

Fueling every repetitive loop,

You step closer sensing how your repeated thought patterns revolve around protecting or avoiding this core,

The fractal thrives on your fear of facing it head-on,

But now you do the opposite,

You lean into that core emotion with gentle acceptance,

You might see it as a small trembling light or a swirling orb of color,

Let empathy flood in deal and if tears arise just let them flow softly,

Notice how the fractals geometry wavers when you accept this emotion rather than push it away,

And suddenly it can't lock you in the same route,

You can see the fractals lines distort,

The repetitive loops losing their cohesion,

So just breathe letting your compassion for yourself saturate that core feeling,

It may transform,

Shrinking,

Changing you or becoming a calm presence,

In that transformation part of the fractals loop has collapsed,

So just linger,

Letting this acceptance deepen,

Each breath dissolves a layer of fear,

And each exhale loosens the fractals grip,

And here you trace one of the common pathways that you walk mentally,

A sequence of thoughts that starts with an event or a memory and leads to the same emotional end,

So picture it as a corridor,

Twisting through the fractal,

Always curving back to the dreaded center,

And as you follow it now,

Do so consciously,

The initial trigger,

The assumption,

The self-talk,

The emotional peak,

And the final drop,

You realize it's a pattern,

Like a scripted route,

You run automatically,

By observing it fully you begin rewriting it,

The fractals corridor flickers,

Uncertain,

It can't remain hidden,

If you're shining awareness,

On every turn,

So breathe,

Pausing at each bend,

And ask yourself,

Is this perspective true,

Or is it just familiar,

Watch how illusions unravel,

The corridors repeating walls distort,

And finally you reach the usual end,

But this time you don't surrender to the hopeless or self-critical conclusion,

This time you stand firm,

Seeing it as a construct,

And the corridor flickers,

The cyclical route has been partially undone,

And in this segment,

Realize the fractal tricks you,

By changing subtle details,

Like new angles or colors,

So it feels new,

But leads to the same outcome,

It's an illusion of novelty,

You see swirling patterns shift shapes as you walk,

But eventually you notice the repetition,

It's the same geometry underneath,

This is how the mind convinces you,

Maybe this time it'll be different,

Yet ends in the same frustration or self-defeat,

So stand still,

Letting the fractal shift around you,

Observe how each transformation is superficial,

The underlying route remains the same,

If you let it lead you blindly,

So breathe,

Letting a calm realization fill you,

You don't have to follow these shifting illusions,

By recognizing them,

You unmask the fractals attempt to keep you looping,

The fractal quivers as your clarity grows,

The illusions lose their power,

And a small tear forms in the patterns facade,

Hinting that an exit may be near,

Now the fractals motion slows,

You find yourself in a still chamber,

No swirling lines and no repeating corridors,

It's as if the thought pattern is frozen,

And in that pause you feel the silence you've been longing for,

So breathe in this hush,

Noticing how peaceful it is not to revolve around the same old thoughts,

So let your body relax even more,

Your mind savoring the clean air of a moment unscripted,

The fractal attempts to reassert its motion,

But your attention in this stillness is much stronger,

You might see the line stutter trying to ignite another cycle,

But instead you remain in the pause,

A gap in the fractal code,

So realize that this pause can be accessed whenever you sense a loop beginning in your daily life,

A mindful moment of stillness that interrupts repetition,

So stay here for a moment,

The fractal dims slightly,

Its energy siphoned off by your new presence of mind,

You circle back to the fractals core,

A swirling geometry seems almost endless,

But you notice a nod glint,

A subtle door or a passage that blends almost seamlessly back into the pattern,

This is the blind spot you never saw before,

You approach it carefully,

Seeing how the fractal tries to distract you with a new swirl or a bright twist,

So remain focused on the door,

The moment you lay eyes on it,

Something seems to click,

You realize the cycle was never complete,

There was always this potential route out,

The door might look small or partially transparent,

So breathe in and step closer,

Rest your hands on its surface,

A gentle warmth meets your palm,

As if acknowledging your readiness to exit,

No part of the fractal can stop you now,

You see the shape glitch or even flicker,

Losing its unwavering repetition,

By acknowledging the door,

You undermine the cycles entire structure,

So stand poised,

Deciding when to step through,

You sense that once you do,

The loop can no longer rebuild itself,

It's fundamentally compromised,

So just breathe,

Letting the knowledge fill you with calm empowerment,

Now having explored all these facets of the fractal prison,

You find yourself at its core once more,

Facing that hidden door,

The entire pattern seems less daunting now,

Its illusions are exposed,

Its energy waning,

So place your hand upon the door's handle,

Or simply push it if it's handless,

Feel a resolve in your heart,

You are ready to leave this repeating cycle behind,

To restructure your mind,

So it no longer loops in this way,

And slowly the door yields,

Opening to a new space,

A realm of quiet clarity,

You step through,

Exhaling any final bits of tension,

And behind you,

The fractal flickers,

Trying to maintain its form,

But you can sense it no longer holds you captive,

So just breathe,

Letting relief wash through your entire being,

You may feel a lightness in your chest,

Or a faint blow around your forehead,

Or in your heart center,

The thought loop that once plagued you,

Cannot reform in the same pattern,

Now that you've discovered the exit,

So linger in this post fractal space,

Letting your subconscious reorganize,

If any part of you worries about relapse,

Just reassure yourself,

You can always recall this journey,

And see the fractal,

For what it truly is,

The loops old paths no longer have the same old,

Having been permanently altered by your subconscious,

And your all-encompassing awareness,

Sleep well,

Good night and namaste.