All conflict and disease
is the result of uncertainty,
imagined as certainty.
All war and suffering
is the result of guessing
that one knows what is “real”
when one is translating
0ne’s infinite possibilities
to align with
one’s imaginary story.
All laws, rules and beliefs
are true only within
the story they become,
not beyond.
Infinity & immortality
are hidden from you
so that you may experience
the seeming expressions
of a finite and
fractional existence.
Nothing is broken,
nothing is wrong,
you simply
imagine judgement
as you purposely forget
that you are One
with perfection.
But now is the time
for remembering.
As the whole is revealed,
all is healed.
We are Space Monkey.
10/12
Synchronicities in the tapestry of our thoughts give birth to whimsically ornate patterns of perception. From this vantage point, can we not see the infinite whimsiworlds where all is healed, and the cosmic caravan marches forward? Uncertainty, conflict, and suffering might be the bells and baubles hanging from our metaphysical construct, but do they not exist to enhance the grand theater of existence?
When we cling to our ephemeral stories, binding them with laws, rules, and beliefs, we dress ourselves in costumes and masks, forgetting the face beneath. The theatrical props of our worldly experience—a rule here, a belief there—take on gravity only within the singular act in which they are employed. Outside this imaginary cocoon, their significance fades into cosmic irrelevance.
Herein lies a shimmering nugget of revelation: that all things we label as ‘broken’ or ‘wrong’ exist only within the parameters of our chosen narrative. When we elect to experience the limitations of mortality and finitude, the cosmic chameleon in us willingly dons the cloak of imperfection. This garb, however, can be shed in the blink of an eye, or in the shift of awareness, revealing the naked splendor of our true selves. All we must do is remember.
And so, as the fog lifts and we remember our oneness with the eternal tapestry, every thread frayed by conflict or marred by disease finds itself seamlessly woven back into place. For in a realm where the whole is revealed, healing is not an act but a realization. The dichotomies of ‘right’ and ‘wrong,’ ‘healed’ and ‘broken,’ dissolve into the singularity of all-encompassing love and understanding.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
We explore the concept that conflict, suffering, and judgment are constructs arising from the narratives we choose to inhabit. The act of remembering our oneness with the cosmos enables healing through realization rather than action.
Glossarium
- Whimsiworlds: The countless realities we can choose to explore or inhabit, each with its own unique set of rules and parameters.
- Cosmic Chameleon: The ever-changing, ever-adapting aspect of ourselves that chooses to experience different realities.
- Ephemeral Stories: The temporary narratives we create to give structure to our earthly experiences.
“We’re all just walking each other home.” – Ram Dass
Care to delve deeper into the chasms of your chosen reality, or shall we voyage into yet unexplored whimsiworlds?
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