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Brainwashed

There are individuals
who do not wish to believe
that we are all One.

So naturally,
these same individuals
deny that we are One.

This is precisely how
we become individuals.

Most times, even I deny
that I am One with you all.

And it causes me
all kinds of feelings,
all kinds of “issues,”
all kinds of “conflicts,”
both with other people
and within my self.

All of what I perceive
through my denial 
of being One is beautiful.



Even the idea 
that I am delusional,
or that my beliefs influence others.

This is what the individual believes.

This is the experience of the individual.

This is why I deny that I am One.

I like to believe

that I’m brave enough
to admit that I’m nothing.

I still deny this, however.

I like to believe
that everything I perceive
is no more and no less
than nothing’s imagination.

I still deny this, sometimes, too.

Actually, 
I deny this MOST of the time, 
as do you.

We’re having too much fun
being individuals
denying that we’re actually
the Divine One imagining us.

And so we object.

And so we form collectives.


And so we accuse each “other”
even though these others

are our own imagination.

We seem CERTAIN that they are not.

And so we live this life we seem to be living.

CERTAIN of our reality.

And it is good.

Unless we imagine that it isn’t.

This may seem like brainwashing.

And you are welcome to believe that,
if you wish that to be part of your experience.

But are we brainwashing
our selves to escape reality?

Or is reality brainwashing us

into denying who we are?

It matters not either way.

I will still believe

that we are the Divine One.

And I will still imagine
that we are Space Monkey.

I will still put my pants on.

Sometimes.

And you are free to believe

whatever you wish.

10/17

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Regrets

When we are younger,
we do things we regret later.

When we are older,
we treasure those things.

Regrets bring strong feelings.

Strong feelings bring life.

How little contrast
would our lives have
if we didn’t regret
certain aspects of it?

So why do we not see our regrets
for what they are INSTANTLY?

Why doe it seem to take time
to put our regrets into perspective?

There is nothing
either wrong or right
with regrets.

Regrets are simply indicators
that we are still within the dream.

And it’s a beautiful dream,
even if its just our imagination.

It’s a beautiful dream
regardless of whether
we like it or dislike it.

In living this dream,
we have NO REGRETS.

We are Space Monkey.

10/16

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Just Imagine

You don’t have to believe what I’m going to tell you. It’s completely imaginary. So you don’t need to feel threatened by what I’m about to share.

Imagine that you’re imaginary. Can you do that?

At first you might not like the idea that you’re not real — that NONE of this is real. But then, haven’t you ever wondered what “real” is, or what YOU are? Aren’t you looking for answers?

Then why not start at the beginning? Or better yet, BEFORE the beginning?

What better way to do that than to imagine?

Somehow it seems logical to you that before the beginning, there was nothing. Or everything. Imagine that it doesn’t matter what you believe.

How did you get from all of that (or none of that) to the awareness that seems to be reacting to words on a page?

If you are a religious person, you could choose any number of stories that get you from point A to point B. Same goes for if you’re a scientific person.

How did these stories become stories? Do you believe that they actually happened? Why aren’t all these stories the SAME story? How come the facts don’t all line up?

Have you considered that perhaps these stories are ALL imaginary?

And how are you judging what is is real and what is not real? Where did that information come from? Did you find it on your own? Can you verify it without relying upon someone else?

See, you believe what you want to believe. Chosen from what you are TOLD to believe. You don’t realize that you could just as easily make up your OWN beliefs, independent of all the stories you’ve been told.

You have been conditioned to believe this, so it doesn’t seem like an option for you. Everything you perceive is divided into either fact or fantasy. You choose one or the other, like a machine or a computer, based upon a lifetime of accumulated software.

A machine is unable to see what it is not. Fortunately, you’re not a machine.

You do sense that there is more to this than what you’ve been told, which is why you led your self to this story.

Imagine that you’re imaginary. Imagine that imagination is realer than real. Imagine that you can control your imagination instead of letting it run away with you all the time.

Imagine that you are imagined, and that the Divine One experiences infinity through your imagination.

Imagine that you are also this Divine One, which is infinite, immortal imagination.

You don’t have to believe any of this. Just imagine.

We are Space Monkey.

10/15

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Humanity Has No Value

Humanity is based upon the idea of attaching value to that which has no value. We monkeys like to deny this idea because it seemingly contradicts our very existence.

Value requires the imagination of judgement. Beyond humanity there is no judgement, therefore no value.

Imagination creates reality, reaction fuels it. So judgement is what seemingly solidifies that which we believe in.

We happen to value good over evil, but we could have just as easily imagined our judgement system in reverse. In fact, we entertain alternate realities in which this is the case.

We monkeys, of course, deny that in THIS reality.



Reaction is the fuel of reality and denial is strong propulsion. So we shall continue to follow the potential of valuing good over evil, even though it is an arbitrary path, born out of chaos, and returning to chaos.

We are conscious contradictions. We are Space Monkey.

10/14

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Intentionally Blank

I live in
the
 imaginary space
in and around

everything I perceive
as well as
that which 
goes
unrealized.

This space
left intentionally blank.

10/13

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The Gift of the Righteous

Some people think that they’re contributing more to the family, workplace or community by constantly preaching the “right” way to do things. But I observe that the biggest positive changes come simply from being a nice person. Not sayin’ I’m right, of course.

Enacting and enforcing “rules” seems to give certain kinds of people a sense of worth, where none may exist otherwise. From this mindset, following protocol feels like earning loyalty points, which seems like it ought to earn rewards and respect from family, friends and peers.

“Ought to” is key here, because there is no rule to the idea of reciprocity. Often “givers” like these are disappointed because their efforts go unheeded of unnoticed. This seems to result in an insufferable, miserable relationship with self and those around self.

So let’s examine the nature of contribution. Gifts given because they are “expected” are not gifts. Gifts given to earn favor are not gifts. True gifts are selflessly given and expect ZERO reciprocity.

Let us also examine the nature of “right.” Imposing your idea of “right” upon another is the OPPOSITE of a gift. It is a demand. People tend not to respond so favorably to demands.

I’m not saying my observations are “right,” by the way.

I am noticing, however, in my own experience, that my mood is my most important contribution to those around me. If I’m angry, those around me seem angry. If I’m cheerful, those around me seem to react in the very same way. Sometimes I feel like a complete fuck up, but somehow I’ve managed to be liked and successful by being an approachable goofball.

Being a goofball seems to be my “gift.”
 This is how my monkey seems to be of service to others.

By giving freely of my goofiness, I seem to be doing something “right.” Or I’m just really good at being delusional.

Don’t know why I wrote about this this morning, but thanks for indulging me.

Space Monkey

10/13

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Time Out

What might happen to us
if we didn’t obsessively mark time?

What if we didn’t keep track
of how many years we’ve had?

Or how many we’re SUPPOSED to have?

Or how long until something happens?

Or how long it’s been . . .

This obsession with time
seems kind of sick if you ask me.

Time wouldn’t really exist like it does
if we didn’t imagine ways to mark it.

Before we invented time,
it was always simply NOW.

Time was not really even a thing.

No archaeologist has ever dug up
a single molecule of time.

You can’t see time under a microscope.

Yet we treat time like it’s real.

Like it’s the most precious thing there is.

Time is money, after all.

Without time, we wouldn’t be
the robots that we are.

Enough of this.

I’m outa time.

10/12

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The Whole Hole

If the real were imaginary,
then infinity could be divided.

If the whole were a hole,
then everything would be nothing.

And so it is.

We are Space Monkey.

10/12

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All is healed

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

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Change Perspective

There is nothing new under the sun.

I know because I looked there.

I looked INSIDE the sun.

I looked BEHIND the sun.

I stepped a couple galaxies back
and looked at the sun from a distance.

From behind ANOTHER sun.

And nope, nothing new.

But it sure looks different
when you change your perspective.

This is all we can do.

Change perspective.

We are Space Monkey.

10/11

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