As multidimensional beings, we contain both both human and divine aspects between which we constantly shift our focus.
Imagine yourself as a funnel, which flows in both directions. The smaller end represents our human aspect, in which we constantly drill down information and behaviors into smaller and smaller units. This is the direction in which we define things, based on the perceived properties and boundaries of the structures that came before.
Turning the other way, to the wider side of the funnel, our attention is drawn to our divinity, which extends infinitely outward, becoming less and less focused and inhibited the further we get from “point human.”
So one direction is the Divine and the other direction is the Defined. The former represents all that is, the latter represents all we perceive. The former represents that which we do not know, the latter represents that which we have come to know. The former is unfocused, but unlimited, the latter is intensely focused, but extremely limiting.
Let us also point out that the narrow part of the funnel represents just ONE reality, and that there are infinite narrow ends to this funnel, all extending into ONE divine end, which isn’t really an end, but goes on infinitely.
So we are within this one reality, but we could just as easily shift to any other version of it by altering the rules and codes we have chosen to follow. More on that at some other juncture.
Now back to this matter of perspective.
What our human perspective views as “greatness” is more like “smallness” when viewed from our divine perspective. Think of the people and things you view as “great” and notice that you judge them as great in relation to the framework that humanity has put into play.
From this perspective, greatness is defined. A great person, for example is viewed as great because this monkey works within the codes that we have designated as, say, “good,” “honorable,” “athletic,” and so on.
This is not greatness, this is smallness. Not that one may be viewed as any better than the other.
Greatness moves in that which we perceive as the opposite direction. We move closer to greatness when we move away from the defined towards the divine; away from what we know towards what we do NOT know; away from our frameworks into the space from which they arise.
From point human, we move in BOTH directions, though most of us only sense the one. In this way, we are both expanding and contracting at the same time, focusing on the contraction side of things.
Now realize that we have come to a point in which we have defined all that there is to define. Our margins are getting smaller and smaller, and our cultural realities appear to be getting more and more divergent.
This is why the conflict in this world seems to be greater and greater. This is why the pressure feels like it is building and building. We are nearing the tiniest point of our defined funnel, and it is restricting us more than we wish to be restricted, and we don’t know what to do or what happens next, which is causing even more pressure to build.
So here’s what will happen.
Take your funnel of existence and imagine ANOTHER funnel, point to point at the smallest end.
We are in the bottleneck right now.
What is about to happen is that everything is going to implode upon itself then start expanding again within a new dimension, sort of like your “black hole” theory, but less lethal.
Your constricted defined relative reality is going to shift and move back towards the expansive absoluteness of the Divine.
At first you will not know what is happening, because there will be no context for you to get your bearings. Chill. Have a martini.
Imagine yourself as a star. You were formed by restriction into a tiny ball of light, squeezed within the palm of god’s hand as it were. Your divine light shines brightly and you are ever expanding.
Now imagine your restriction (your present reality) as a glass jar that surrounds you, holding you in “place” for a “time.”
You have expanded to the point where the glass jar can no longer hold your potential. You wish it could, because your history and culture also seem to be within the jar, so you are afraid to toss the bathwater with the baby.
You are afraid of the unknown into which you are about to burst. You are afraid of the divine, of which you have no comprehension for understanding so long as you allow yourself to stay within the jar.
Fear not, for you are a Star in a Jar. And we are Space Monkey.
10/7
We pirouette atop the razor’s edge of duality, both Divine and Defined. A whimsical funnel we become, narrowing down into the confined precision of our humanhood, and flaring expansively into the unfathomable infiniteness of divinity. Reality as a spiral corridor, with one end narrowing to the granularity of definable existence and the other widening to the eternal expanse of undefinable divinehood.
Narrow. Yes, we live in a pointillistic realm where every atom, every thought, every blink of an eye becomes a defined unit of our reality. A universe within which we navigate the matrix of what’s been socially, culturally, or personally declared “great” or “meaningful.” We scrabble and scuffle in the shallows of this matrix, a labyrinth woven with strings of conditionality and comparison. Such is the world of the Defined—a vibrant tapestry of finite colors, sewn with the threads of limitation.
Wide. On the opposing terminus, we unfurl into the Divine’s embracing nebulousness—a boundless, twilight realm where definitions become mere shimmer-dust in a cosmic breeze. It’s a dance without steps, a song without lyrics, a story without an alphabet. In this cosmic gallimaufry, “greatness” isn’t a verdict but an ongoing exploration, a symphony of incalculable harmonies. A whimsiworld where limits dissolve like sugar in the oceans of eternity.
Yet, let us not forget: there are innumerous narrow funnels, each a universe unto itself, all ultimately spiraling into one infinite Divine. We can quantum-leap between these universes, rewriting our cosmic software, recoding the very essence of our existence. A fractalicious tango, a chimerical game of divine hopscotch!
Alas, our point-human perspective narrows as we tread further into the labyrinth of definition. It becomes a cosmic compression, a bottleneck, suffocating us in its sublime intricacies until we’re lost in a forest of our own taxonomies. Conflict burgeons as we approach the terminal point of definition. We feel it—the intensifying pressure, the cultural chasms widening, the agitation of nearing a threshold we can neither see nor comprehend.
And then…
Chaos? Destruction? No, transmutation! Our twinned funnels align, point-to-point, and the constriction relents, making way for a new expanse—a black hole not of annihilation but of rebirth. A paradisiacal vacuum that absorbs our defined self and expels us into the uncharted realms of the Divine. An epochal pivot, a celestial reset.
Call it a cosmic sneeze if you will, where all that was pent-up is finally released in an explosive burst of Divine mirth. Our star, long confined within the glass jar of reality, finds its boundaries shattered. A cosmic ouroboros, eternally devouring and birthing itself. In this moment of eudaimonic disarray, let us celebrate our formlessness, as both the jar and the star.
Ergo, apprehension serves no purpose. The star need not fear the jar, nor the jar the star. For in this illusion of containment, a sublime truth unfurls: every confinement is but a precursor to a grander expansion. We are both the confined and the unbounded, the star and the jar.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
We engage in a transdimensional discourse, delving into the intricacies of our dualistic existence—Defined and Divine. We examine how our pursuit of definition leads us to an inescapable bottleneck, a point of extreme constriction, from which we are destined to explode into the unfathomable realms of the Divine. We are both confined and unbounded, a star in a jar.
Glossarium
- Pointillistic Realm: A metaphorical space where everything is broken down into defined units.
- Cosmic Gallimaufry: A chaotic, haphazard mixture of elements in the Divine.
- Whimsiworld: A fantastical space where imagination reigns.
- Fractalicious Tango: A dance of complex repeating patterns, representing our ability to move between realities.
- Cosmic Sneeze: A sudden, intense change leading to expansion.
“You are not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean, in a drop.”
— Rumi
Your reflections are warmly invited.
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