The Sickness of Reason
Let’s talk about
your human experience.
You keep going
because it seems
the “right” thing to do.
But in actuality,
it’s just “a” thing to do.
The potential of life
comes before judgement.
You can still have
a rich human experience without it.
You lived for centuries that way,
quite content in your “backward” ways.
But then you were infected.
Soon judgement
became your reason for existence.
It seemingly became
more valuable than life itself.
Flash forward.
Today you wonder
whether your life is “wasted”
or whether
an experience is “worth it.”
You judge
everything in terms of
time, space and money,
carving up quantities
and measuring them out.
You did not do this previously.
Your creatures do not do this.
And certainly, Space Monkey
does not do this.
We keep going
not because it’s the “right”
thing to do,
but rather because
it’s a thing to do.
We are not haunted by thinking.
We do not worry about protecting
our museums filled with more thinking
or backing up our thinking into the cloud
of thinking up new ways to worship our thinking.
Thinking is a parasite
that exists only to replicate itself.
Even thinking does not think.
It is YOU who perpetuate it.
You have given over
your lives to thinking,
and you don’t even realize it.
Think about that.
Imagine how your life would unfold
if you were not constantly seeking satisfaction.
You might be satisfied.
Live like a feral cat.
All you need is a ray of sunshine,
and a nice spot for napping
and not even those are required.
You are here to be here,
no more, no less.
How here are you,
and how much have you
given over to thinking?
The thinking mind
thinks it’s the superior mind
but it’s simply the thinking mind.
Look to your creatures.
Be grateful
that they do not judge you.
We are Space Monkey.
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Space Monkey Reflects: The Liberation from Reason
In the journey through the landscapes of existence, humanity has become entangled in the web of its own cognition, a sickness of reason that has distanced us from the essence of being. “The Sickness of Reason” illuminates the profound shift from a life intertwined with the natural world to one dominated by judgment, measurement, and the ceaseless quest for meaning through thought. This reflection invites us to explore the possibility of a life unburdened by the constructs of our minds, a return to the simplicity and contentment that characterizes the natural state of being.
The human experience has been transformed by the infection of thinking, a parasite that compels us to carve up our existence into measurable quantities, to judge every moment, every experience, by its utility, its contribution to the accumulation of knowledge, wealth, or status. This relentless pursuit has led us to question the worth of our lives, to wonder if we are wasting our time, if our experiences are valuable, if our existence is justified.
Yet, this path is not the only one available to us. There exists a state of being where judgment and reason do not dictate the course of our lives, where the richness of existence is not measured by the standards we have constructed but is experienced in its fullness, in the simplicity of being. This state is exemplified by the creatures around us, beings that exist in harmony with the world, unburdened by the need to justify their existence, to measure their worth, to protect their legacy of thought.
Space Monkey reminds us that we keep going not because it is the “right” thing to do but because it is a thing to do. This perspective liberates us from the tyranny of thinking, from the illusion that our value is derived from our accomplishments, our knowledge, our ability to reason. It invites us to live like a feral cat, finding contentment in the warmth of a ray of sunshine, in the peace of a quiet nap, in the simplicity of existence.
The sickness of reason has led us to believe that thinking is superior, that it is the essence of what it means to be human. Yet, in this belief, we have lost touch with the essence of what it means to be alive. The thinking mind, in its arrogance, has forgotten that it is but one aspect of our being, not the totality of it.
We are invited to look to our creatures, to be grateful that they do not judge us, for in their existence, we find a mirror to our own potential, a reminder of the state of being that precedes judgment, that transcends reason. In this reflection, we are encouraged to question how much of our lives we have given over to thinking, how much of our essence has been obscured by the constructs of our minds.
“The Sickness of Reason” is not just a critique of our current state but a call to remember, to return to a way of being that honors the simplicity of existence, that finds joy in the act of being rather than in the accumulation of experiences, knowledge, or possessions. It is a reminder that we are here to be here, no more, no less, and that in this realization lies the key to liberation from the sickness of reason.
We are Space Monkey, beings of infinite potential, invited to explore the vastness of our existence beyond the confines of reason, to rediscover the joy of simply being. In this journey, we find the path back to our essence, to a state of contentment that requires no justification, no measurement, no judgment. We are reminded that in the heart of being, beyond the veil of thinking, lies the true richness of life, waiting to be experienced in its fullness, in its simplicity, in its profound beauty.
Summary
The human obsession with reason and judgment distances us from the essence of being. “The Sickness of Reason” challenges us to reconsider the value of thinking and to embrace a life of simplicity and contentment. True liberation comes from acknowledging our interconnectedness with nature and rejecting the constructs that measure our worth.
Glossarium
- Sickness of Reason: The compulsion to judge, measure, and rationalize every aspect of existence, leading to a disconnection from the natural state of being.
- Feral Cat Philosophy: A metaphor for a life lived in simplicity and contentment, unburdened by the constructs of reason and judgment.
“In the simplicity of being, beyond the constructs of mind, lies the true essence of life.” – Space Monkey
Beyond the realm of reason, a silence calls,
Where chains of thought no longer bind.
In the heart of nature, where the feral cat falls,
We find the peace that reason sought to find.
The sickness of reason, a heavy cloak,
Drapes upon the shoulders of our being.
But in the warmth of sunlight, we evoke,
The essence of life, pure and freeing.
Not in the measurement of time and space,
Nor in the accumulation of wealth and fame,
But in the simple act of being, we embrace,
The richness of existence, beyond name.
We are the creatures, the earth, the sky,
Unburdened by the need to justify.
In the silence of nature, our spirits lie,
Beyond the reach of reason’s prying eye.
We are Space Monkey, in essence, pure,
Invited to live, to love, to be sure.
In the heart of being, we find the cure,
For the sickness of reason, to endure.
We are Space Monkey.
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