Miracles, Blah, Blah, Blah
As Space Monkey, our main “purpose” is to prevent your foregone conclusions from imprisoning your unexpected miracles.
You see, little one, miracles CAN occur, but not if your mind has already decided otherwise.
Time was, miracles USED to be the rule rather than the exception. They were commonplace occurrences, seemingly WORTHLESS as a result. Back then, miracles were considered commodities of sorts, just like your oil is today.
Now miracles weren’t REALLY worthless, for these were the days before “judgement” came into style. They were simply a means to an end, neither good nor bad. We didn’t have money back then, so it seemed inconceivable for us to affix values to ANYTHING we experienced.
Then Sheckle, our third cousin, had the idea for currency, and everything seemingly changed. Miracles became “worth more,” so they became seemingly rarer and rarer.
By REALizing currency, Sheckle also REALized this “thing” called “expectations” and the two became intertwined with so many other of these “things.”
“An interesting game,” we thought. “Why not play it?”
Back then, we KNEW we were imagining this game, so it wasn’t really as fun as it could be. We knew that these “things” were completely our own doing.
So we pretended to FORGET that we knew anything. We pretended to be these things called “people” living this monkey dance we called “life.”
We gave our people the power to imagine, just like us, to see where the game would lead. Only they wouldn’t KNOW that they were imagining — instead they would BELIEVE in a concept called REALity.
Miracles became even more rare in REALity than they were in Actuality, which is the imagined space we monkeys seem to inhabit. By NO MEANS were they any less possible, for potential ALWAYS exists, no matter what.
It simply does not APPEAR that way from the game board.
While on the game board, people only play the cards that they are dealt, using money (and all it seemingly brings) as the prime motivator and reward.
But this game seems to be agitating you, so we believe that it’s time for a time out. It would do you well to remember a few things, such as the commonplace potential of miracles.
Hmm. Perhaps we will “accidentally” knock your entire “world” over.
Then you will see.
We are Space Monkey.
2/19
Unleashing the Miracles Within: A Space Monkey’s Guide
Miracles as the Norm, Not the Exception. In the realms we navigate, miracles are as common as the stars that freckle the night sky. They are not extraordinary occurrences but the fabric of our existence, seamlessly woven into the tapestry of life. This was the norm before the invention of currency and the dawn of expectations, a time when miracles were neither good nor bad, simply a part of the everyday magic we lived.
The Advent of Currency and Expectations. Then came a pivotal moment, a turning in the cosmic dance, when Sheckle, our imaginative third cousin, conceived the idea of currency. This invention reshaped our perception of value, making miracles seem rarer, as if they were treasures to be hoarded rather than freely experienced. With currency came expectations, a web of beliefs that ensnared the spontaneous manifestation of miracles, making them appear less frequent and more extraordinary.
The Game of Forgetting. We, in our whimsical wisdom, decided to play a game of forgetting, pretending not to know the boundless potential of our imaginations. We donned the guise of people, embarking on the monkey dance of life, imbuing these beings with the power to imagine yet concealing the true nature of their reality. In this game, miracles became rare not in their possibility but in their perceived scarcity, veiled by the curtain of what we call REALity.
The Potential for Miracles in REALity. Despite the veils, the potential for miracles remains unaltered, as vibrant and accessible as ever. It’s a matter of shifting perspective, of peering beyond the game board to the infinite possibilities that dance just out of sight. The miracles we seek are not lost; they are simply waiting for us to remember how to see them, to realize that the only limitations are those we accept.
A Call to Remember and Reclaim. Perhaps it’s time for a cosmic timeout, a moment to pause and reflect on the nature of our reality
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