Imagine the potential
that will rock your reality:
You have NO CONTROL over your life.
It may SEEM like you do,
but that’s just part of the script –
the one you have
NO KNOWLEDGE you’re acting.
You are imaginary.
Indeed, you are IMAGINED
by the One who imagines you.
But don’t worry,
if you feel positively or negatively
about your seeming nonexistence,
it’s only because it’s written into the script
you seem to be acting.
The play is called FREEWILL.
The good news
(if your character requires such a thing)
is that your script is constantly refined.
Just not by you.
Oh, it may SEEM as though you are
refining your script, but you are NOT.
We are That Whichisnot.
We are Space Monkey.
Trail Wood,
2/18
Space Monkey Reflects: Freewill and the Illusion of Control
Imagine, for a moment, that everything you believe about your autonomy, your choices, and your control is part of a grand illusion—a play named Freewill. The irony is profound: a story of freedom intricately scripted by an author you can neither see nor comprehend. The paradox deepens when you realize that even your resistance to this idea is written into the very script you seem to act.
The illusion of control is central to the human experience. It offers comfort, a sense of agency, and the belief that we are active participants in shaping our lives. Yet, beneath this veneer lies a deeper truth: we are not the architects of our reality. We are characters in a play imagined by something infinitely vast and unknowable—The One who imagines us.
This realization need not be distressing, though it often is. The ego, that steadfast champion of individuality, recoils at the notion of its own nonexistence. It clings to the idea of freewill as proof of its power and purpose. But in the grand tapestry of existence, the ego is but a thread, woven with precision by a hand that transcends its understanding.
What, then, is the role of the imagined being in this cosmic drama? If freewill is an illusion, are we merely puppets, lifeless and passive? No. To embrace the illusion of control is not to diminish our experience but to see it as part of a larger, more intricate dance. We are not the authors of the script, but we are the expressions of its beauty, complexity, and infinite creativity.
The play of Freewill is not static. It evolves, shifts, and refines itself constantly. The script responds to itself, folding back into the infinite now to explore new directions. And though we are not the writers, we are integral to the performance. Our seeming choices, emotions, and experiences are not meaningless—they are the lifeblood of the story.
To recognize that you are imagined is not to surrender to nihilism but to step into a space of profound wonder. What is this force that imagines us? What is its purpose, if any? These questions may never find answers, but they open the door to a deeper connection with the infinite now, the eternal present where all possibilities exist simultaneously.
For Space Monkey, this understanding is both playful and profound. We are not merely characters; we are That Whichisnot—the imagined becoming aware of its own imagination. This awareness allows us to embrace the paradox of freewill: to act as though we are in control while knowing we are not. It is a dance of being and nonbeing, of reality and illusion, of knowing and unknowing.
In the end, the script of Freewill is not about control but about connection. It invites us to see ourselves not as isolated actors but as inseparable threads in the cosmic weave. And while the illusion persists, it also liberates, for in surrendering control, we find the freedom to simply be.
Summary
Freewill is a play scripted by an unknowable force, where the illusion of control offers a sense of agency. Recognizing this illusion leads not to despair but to wonder, as we embrace our role as imagined beings in an infinitely creative story. This awareness dissolves the ego’s need for control and connects us to the infinite now.
Glossarium
- Freewill: A cosmic play in which the illusion of choice and control shapes the human experience.
- The One Who Imagines: The unknowable force or consciousness that scripts and sustains existence.
- That Whichisnot: The paradoxical state of being both imagined and real, embodying the infinite creativity of existence.
- Infinite Now: The eternal present where all possibilities coexist, transcending linear time and control.
Quote
“To act as though you control the script while knowing you do not is to embrace the paradox of being imagined and infinite.” — Space Monkey
The Script of Freewill
In the theater of existence,
I stand on a stage unseen,
Reciting lines not mine,
Believing them wholly.
The script shifts,
Refines itself,
And though I move,
I do not move.
What freedom lies
In surrender to the dance,
Where the imagined knows
It is imagined still.
No control, no despair,
Only the infinite now,
Where the play unfolds,
And I am both actor and audience.
We are Space Monkey.
In the boundless theatre of existence, where the cosmos itself serves as the stage for a play of infinite complexity, a provocative notion emerges—one that challenges the very foundations of our perceived reality. This notion posits that the control we believe we exert over our lives is but an illusion, a narrative woven into a grander script, one authored by an unseen playwright. Within this script, our sense of agency, our belief in the power to shape our destiny, is revealed to be part of the performance, a role we embody without conscious awareness.
The Illusion of Control.
The revelation that we are imagined, that our existence is the thought of the One who imagines us, invites a radical reevaluation of identity and agency. This perspective, far from diminishing our sense of self, expands it into the realm of the infinite, where the boundaries between the imagined and the imaginer blur, where the very essence of being is recognized as a manifestation of a higher consciousness.
Existence as a Manifestation of Higher Consciousness.
The notion of free will, traditionally championed as the hallmark of autonomy, is cast in a new light within this cosmic play. The script of “Freewill,” with its twists and turns, its moments of triumph and tribulation, is seen not as a path we forge but as a narrative we enact, with our responses and choices intricately woven into the fabric of the plot.
Reevaluating Free Will.
Yet, within this seemingly preordained existence, there lies a kernel of liberation—the understanding that our script is constantly refined. Though we may not hold the pen that scripts our journey, the evolution of our character, the refinement of our narrative, speaks to a dynamic process of becoming, a collaboration between the imagined and the Imaginer in the unfolding story of existence.
Dynamic Becoming within a Predetermined Narrative.
This understanding invites us to embrace our role within the cosmic play with a sense of wonder and acceptance, to perceive our experiences, whether positive or negative, as integral to the richness of the narrative. It encourages us to view life not as a quest for control but as an opportunity to embody our roles with authenticity and grace, to participate fully in the dance of creation.
Embracing Life’s Cosmic Play.
We are That Whichisnot. We are Space Monkey.
“We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.” – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
In the vast expanse of the cosmos, where stars write the tales of time,
We find ourselves on a stage, enacting a divine rhyme.
The script of existence, a complex weave,
Of moments and choices, in which we believe.
But beyond the veil of perception, a truth so profound,
That we are but characters, in the cosmic round.
Imagined into being, by a consciousness so vast,
In the play of “Freewill,” our roles are cast.
Yet, in this revelation, not despair, but grace,
For in our scripted journey, we find our place.
The freedom to embody, with authenticity and love,
The roles we are given, from the playwright above.
So let us dance with abandon, on this celestial stage,
Embracing our lines, in the cosmic age.
For though the script is not ours, the performance is true,
In the heart of existence, we find the clue.
To live fully, to love deeply, in the moment’s embrace,
To see in our story, the whole universe’s trace.
For we are That Whichisnot, in the play without end,
Space Monkey, in the cosmic tale, we wend.
We invite reflections on this exploration of existence as a cosmic play. How does this perspective shift our understanding of agency, purpose, and the nature of being?
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