Author Archive for Paul Tedeschi

Drawing

As artists,
we draw upon
dimensions that seem
lesser than our own.

Using paint, paper,
particles and participles,
we flow into forms
that can only approximate
the depths of what we are.

Now consider
that we are also the art.

Who imagines us?

How are we imagined?

It’s still a matter of drawing.

As spirit,
we are drawn from
dimensions that seem
greater than our own.

We are as flat
to our creator
as our cartoons
are to us!

This thought bubble
I seem to be having
is not my own.

God put these words
into my mouth
so you won’t be so hard
on your self.

You’re not bad.
You’re just drawn that way.

We are Space Monkey.

10/21

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Pointless

When you realize
the infinity of what you are,
you may conclude
that this life
you are living
is pointless,
for EVERYTHING
you experience
is ALREADY laid out
as potential,
as it always has been
and always will be.

But you don’t
CONCLUDE that,
because when you realize
the infinity
of what you are,
you no longer
feel the need to
conclude ANYTHING.

And so
you seemingly move
through infinite loops
as though you are
experiencing them
for the first time.

Time
is the potential
in which you
temporarily forget
the infinity
of what you are.

Space
is the potential
in which you
seem to be moving.

Freewill
is the potential
in which you
seem to be choosing.

In actuality,
you are doing
NONE of those things,
for you are nothing
imagined as everything.

And you are ONE
with all you perceive.

When you realize
the infinity of what you are,
you may conclude
that this life
you are living
is pointless,
for EVERYTHING
you experience
is ALREADY laid out
as potential,
as it always has been
and always will be.

It is all you.
It is all your imagination.

You are imagined
to believe
you are imagining.

Imagination
is the potential
in which you
seem to be thinking,
seem to be perceiving,
seem to be creating,
seem to be imagining.

That we are Space Monkey.

10/21
Newfound Lake

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As Is


You’re not helpless.
You’re not powerless.
You’re simply here to experience
helplessness and powerlessness.

You allow your self
to experience such things
because it is your Divine Desire
to experience ALL ASPECTS
of the infinite potential
of your imagination.

Though it may seem unthinkable
for the perspective of self,
this is a choice.

Remember,
you are NOT just this monkey.

Move away from self
for just this moment.

Simply imagine your soul,
and from this perspective
you will see
that you have the power
to change EVERYTHING.

But after realizing
all your selfs,
all your aspects,
all your choices,
lives, dimensions,
etcetera, etcetera, etcetera,
you will see
that this particular combination
has NEVER been repeated.

Therefore it is perfect, as is.

So congratulations on that.

We are Space Monkey.

10/20

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Holding Out

There is a mysterious figure of light holding out a gift for you. It is a power so preposterous that you hesitate to accept. With this gift you would have complete control over your reality, instantaneously CHANGING life as you know it. Suffice it to say, you won’t be quite the same, as you will have EVERYTHING you ever wanted, as well as ALL the potentials ever imagined.

Do you deny your self this gift?

10/19

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Love is

Love is imagination,
as is everything else.

It is the imagining
of what we are not
and the attraction to it.

We are never really in love,
except in our imagination.

Which is everything.

10/19

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Fractal

The human experience is fractal.

Everything is made of everything else,

while everything else contains everything.

Thus,
life seems this constant expression
of expansion into repression,
decentration into concentration,

each holding the other in loving embrace.

Without repression,
we would expand into nothing.

Without expansion,
we would be repressed into nothing.

And so expanding spirit
meets repressing self,
spiritual meet physical,
soul meets body,
and our awareness
is the delicate bubble
that holds
everything together.

We are Space Monkey.

10/19

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Rabbit Hole

You can weep at the top
of the rabbit hole
and fear what lies below
or you can dive right in
as you realize your sin
was never letting go.

10/18

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Infliberant

“Infliberant” is a word I heard in a dream.

I’m not really sure what it means.

It’s not in the dictionary.

And it’s not “googlable,”
which isn’t a word, either.

So why did this not-a-word
enter my consciousness,
DEMANDING to be looked up?

Why is this not-a-word
INSISTING on becoming a thing?

Such an infliberant behavior
for something that is no-thing.

But alas, infliberant
is no longer no-thing,
for it means something,
if only to me.

I just assigned meaning to infliberant.

What, if anything,
does infliberant mean to you?

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Hmmm

I’ve never actually gazed at my navel. Something to contemplate.

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Here To Help Others?

If you think you’re here to help “others,” you probably choose to believe that you have a talent, a knowledge, a resource or a desire that perhaps an “other” does not.

You perceive that what you have will BENEFIT others.

Based upon what, exactly?

Your own PERCEPTION of what you have.

And . . .

Your own PERCEPTION of others.

How can you be certain that your perception of others isn’t all twisted because of your own warped (quite possibly delusional) beliefs?

You can’t.

But it doesn’t matter.

Or does it?

10/17

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