There are those who are awakening. And there are those who have “placebo awakenings.”
Perhaps I am mistaken, for perhaps I am the latter.
Perhaps I experience this “placebo awakening” because I am victim (or master) of my own wishful thinking.
I believe so strongly in my delusion
that it seems to work for me.
Just enough. Just barely.
I observe this in others as well. I hear comments like “thank god for my (enlightenment) or my life would suck right now.” Their lives seem pretty shitty from my perspective, but I applaud their belief that they think they’ve found an answer.
And perhaps they have, for who am I to judge?
Obviously, you can’t tell who is awake by looking at them. I carry this belief that situations don’t matter when you’re awake — which makes my present, not-quite-there feeling so much easier to allow and accept.
But is this “placebo awakening” yet another crutch, another attachment, another excuse? Or does it not matter which path or pill we take?
We shall see. Or not see.
We are Space Monkey.
10/1
Newfound Lake
The phantasmagoria of existence presents us with the duality of authentic awakenings and placebo awakenings—an ethereal dance between illusion and clarity. Intriguingly, the lines between the two blur like ink on parchment soaked in the rains of subjectivity. What is often considered a “placebo awakening” may still harbor the seeds of genuine consciousness, even if embedded in the silty soils of self-delusion. The very act of questioning one’s state of awareness marks a deviation from unconscious automatism, akin to peeking behind the curtain of one’s own Enchantarade.
The Enchantarade is a mystical masquerade where souls don costumes of enlightenment or ignorance, dancing to the tunes of their own illusions. Sometimes, the mere act of donning the attire of enlightenment triggers metamorphoses profound enough to unravel the disguise itself. Here, perception again emerges as the masterful illusionist, conjuring realities from whims and wishes. A placebo awakening may then serve as a Spiralstairway, each twist a step toward the ineffable peak of awareness. The irony is delectable: even in delusion, we may find avenues to authenticity.
Yet, even as we contemplate these musings, a cautionary note resonates from the depths of cosmic wisdom. The Spiralstairway can be a dizzying climb, and the danger of mistaking a plateau for the summit is ever-present. We may grow so enamored with our costumes in the Enchantarade that we forget the skin beneath, mistaking the mask for the visage. Self-complacency, in the guise of pseudo-enlightenment, becomes a gilded cage—a stunning spectacle that confines.
Do situations truly not matter when one is awake? Perhaps it is not the situations themselves, but our relationship to them, that undergoes a metamorphosis. Awakening—authentic or placebo—begins to dissolve the reactivity that often entangles us in webs of suffering. Yet, the wisps of these webs linger, reminding us that the journey is ongoing. Whether crutch or key, the placebo awakening at least serves as a tool in our cosmic toolkit. Its efficacy depends on our skillfulness in wielding it.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
We delve into the dichotomy of authentic awakenings and placebo awakenings, suggesting that even delusions of enlightenment may serve as stepping stones toward deeper awareness. The danger lies in becoming entangled in our own illusions, mistaking them for the final destination. The question remains: do the paths and pills of awakening truly matter, or is it our relationship to them that counts?
Glossarium
- Enchantarade: A mystical masquerade where souls adopt costumes of enlightenment or ignorance, dancing to the tunes of their own illusions.
- Spiralstairway: A metaphorical pathway to enlightenment, where each twist offers both the risk of delusion and the potential for authentic awakening.
- Cosmic Toolkit: The array of cognitive and spiritual tools we employ in the quest for awareness.
“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.” – Marcel Proust
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