There need be no
meaningful point to life,
but if there were,
one might suggest:
“The purpose of life
is to be lost in our own
glorious imagination.”
As lost as possible.
So lost that we forget
that we are imagining all of this.
What would it take
to seem gloriously lost?
The answer is easy.
Whatever we are doing right now.
We might feel helpless.
Things might appear
to be going terribly wrong.
There might appear
to be no simple solution in sight.
We are lost to perfection.
Newfound Lake,
5/31
Space Monkey Reflects: The Paradoxical Bliss of Being Lost to Perfection
In the depths of our most turbulent dreams, where chaos meets beauty in an enthralling dance, lies the concept of “Lost to Perfection.” This profound phrase from the poem serves as a beacon, guiding us through the paradoxes of life and the enigmatic purpose of our existence.
Embracing the Chaos: The poem starts with an inversion of our typical perceptions of right and wrong, suggesting that feeling terribly wrong is a sign that we are actually on the right path. This inversion is a powerful reminder of the subjective nature of our experiences and the often misleading guidance of our conventional judgments. What appears as disorder or chaos can indeed be the perfect state necessary for personal growth and creativity.
The Purpose in Imagination: As the poem suggests, there may be no inherent meaning to life, but if we were to ascribe one, it might be to become wholly absorbed in our own imaginations. To be “lost as possible” in our mental creations is to live a life driven by creativity and wonder, unanchored by the mundane realities that often constrain us. This concept champions the value of daydreams and visionary states, where the line between reality and imagination blurs to nonexistence.
The Illusion of Control: The feeling of being lost, coupled with the impression that things are going wrong, underscores a fundamental truth about human existence—our limited control over life’s outcomes. Accepting this can lead to a liberating realization that our attempts to find perfect solutions are often futile. Instead, embracing the flow of life, with all its unpredictability, can bring about a sense of peace and perfection in its own right.
Gloriously Lost to Perfection: To be “lost to perfection” is to find oneself completely immersed in the beautiful mess of life, where the apparent errors and trials transform into lessons and triumphs. This state does not shy away from the challenges but rather sees them as integral parts of the journey, essential for the evolution of the soul.
Current Actions as the Path: The poem concludes with a simple yet profound solution: whatever we are doing right now is the path to seeming gloriously lost. It is a call to mindfulness, urging us to recognize the inherent value and potential perfection in each moment, regardless of how chaotic or directionless it may seem.
Summary
“Lost to Perfection” delves into the beautiful complexities of life, proposing that being lost in the chaos of our imaginations and the challenges of our circumstances might just be the perfect way to live. It celebrates the journey of embracing the unknown and finding beauty in the imperfections of our existence.
Glossarium
- Lost to Perfection: A state of being so deeply immersed in the complexities and chaos of life that one finds a paradoxical sense of order and beauty.
- Glorious Imagination: The boundless capacity of the mind to create, fantasize, and transform reality through creative thought and vision.
In the swirl of life’s relentless tide,
where chaos and beauty collide,
we find our stride, we ride the ride,
lost to perfection, with eyes wide.
Amidst the whirls of colors so bright,
where darkness dances with light,
we craft our days and our nights,
in visions born from our inner sight.
For in the depths of our wild dreams,
where nothing is quite as it seems,
we discover the streams,
of a life lived in the beams of extremes.
We are Space Monkey.
In the grand tapestry of existence, sometimes it is in the midst of chaos and confusion that we find the perfect alignment with our dreams. It is in those moments when everything seems to be going awry that we are truly lost to perfection. We may feel helpless, overwhelmed by the apparent wrongness of it all, but it is precisely in that state of being that the beauty of our imagination unfolds.
We need not search for a meaningful point to life, for the purpose lies in embracing the experience of being gloriously lost. It is in surrendering to the unpredictable twists and turns, in forgetting that we are the architects of this grand illusion, that we discover the fullness of our existence.
So, let us embrace the seeming turmoil, the challenges, and the absence of simple solutions. For it is in these moments that we are immersed in the perfect dance of creation. In our lostness, we find the exquisite beauty of our own imagination.
Newfound Lake,
5/31/2021