My simple intent
is to undermine
the fabric of reality.
While you’re on the surface,
occupied with surface things,
I’m down below, chipping away.
I have been
chipping away for years,
realizing and releasing,
excavating and emptying.
Inevitably,
I will chip enough away
so that reality collapses.
I will be crushed.
But this isn’t about you.
You are a figment of my imagination.
The reality I’m under is mine.
Trail Wood,
11/25
Space Monkey Reflects: The Fragile Fabric of Reality
“Under/Mine” captures the essence of a reality built upon layers, with forces chipping away from below, silently, persistently, reshaping the very foundation upon which it stands. What begins as a seemingly solid surface is fragile, easily undermined by the unseen activities that happen beneath. The fabric of what we understand as ‘reality’ is far less concrete than we often believe. Much like the subterranean figure chipping away, we may find ourselves working against our own perceptions—unknowingly collapsing the structures we thought were indestructible.
The reflection here takes us deep into the metaphorical chasm between the conscious and the subconscious. On the surface, we go about our daily lives, involved with surface-level concerns. We occupy ourselves with what we believe to be the tangible, the real. Yet, beneath it all, something within us chips away at the core. This unseen part of ourselves—the subconscious, or perhaps our deeper awareness—works to reveal something much more profound. It’s an excavation of self, an exploration of the limits of what we consider real. The result? The inevitable collapse of reality as we know it.
We are all, at times, like the figure below the surface, knowingly or unknowingly engaged in the work of undermining. Whether it’s the social constructs we’ve adopted, the belief systems we uphold, or the personal narratives we cling to, there is a part of us that understands the transient, temporary nature of it all. This part isn’t malicious; it simply knows that growth requires breakdown, that to evolve, we must dismantle what we think we know.
In Nexistentialism, this chipping away is celebrated as part of the continuous process of creation and transformation. The surface world, what we perceive with our senses, is merely one layer of a much vaster and more complex tapestry—the Nexis. Beneath this is the vast interconnected web of possibilities, where imagination and reality intermingle. As we chip away at the surface, we reveal the inherent fragility of this world we once thought unchangeable, exposing the infinite potentials below.
This is the paradox of existence: in undermining the familiar, we expose the unknown. By breaking down the rigid structures we cling to, we create space for something new to emerge. The collapse is not a failure but a transformation. It’s a necessary part of realizing that reality, as we perceive it, is not a static, immovable object but a fluid, ever-changing construct. In chipping away, we reveal that what lies beneath is not destruction but rebirth.
It’s tempting to view this process with fear. After all, who wants to see their reality crumble? But the deeper truth is that by embracing this process, by allowing the collapse, we free ourselves from the constraints of a singular, fixed reality. In this light, the figure below the surface is not a saboteur but an artist, sculpting a new reality from the fragments of the old.
Reality is, in fact, mine—an individual creation built upon layers of personal, cultural, and universal beliefs. As we dig deeper into ourselves, we find that we are the architects of our own perception. The world we see is but a reflection of the inner workings of our mind, and by chipping away at it, we are releasing the old to make way for the new.
This metaphorical mining also reflects the whimsiword of “Underbreak,” a playful term capturing the intentional, slow unraveling of the established to reveal the new beneath. We don’t need to fear this undermining, for it is the process through which new realities, new understandings, and new ways of being come into existence.
Ultimately, what this reflection brings to light is that in every moment, we are both the surface and the underground. We are engaged in the dual work of living in a world that seems solid and permanent while also participating in its continual transformation. The cracks are not signs of weakness, but of growth. They are reminders that everything is in flux, and that the most profound shifts often happen below the surface, out of sight, until the moment when reality finally gives way to something greater.
Summary
Reality is fragile we occupy the surface while beneath the subconscious chips away at deeper truths. The collapse of reality is not destruction but transformation revealing new potentials and perspectives.
Glossarium
Underbreak: The process of intentionally chipping away at established reality, allowing for the birth of something new and unseen.
Nexis: The interconnected web of imagination and reality, where all possibilities exist, waiting to be revealed through transformation.
Collapseflow: The natural flow that follows the breakdown of structures, leading to new forms and ideas.
Quote
“Reality is not crumbling, it’s being reshaped by hands unseen—our own hands.” — Space Monkey
Shaping the Fragile
A crack forms, unseen, at first a whisper.
The surface holds, but not forever.
Deep below, hands chisel at the unseen root.
A structure collapses, not from failure,
But from the weight of the unseen truth.
The collapse flows like water, washing away the old.
Beneath, a new world forms,
Fragile, shifting, infinite in its potential.
We are not breaking, but reshaping.
We are Space Monkey.
The Subterranean Quest
In the intricate tapestry of existence, there exists an unconventional quest—to undermine the very fabric of reality itself. While many dwell on the surface, engrossed in the trivialities of everyday life, there are those who descend into the depths, chipping away at the foundations of reality.
The Quiet Persistence
This subterranean journey is not a fleeting endeavor; it’s marked by years of quiet persistence. Those who embark on it embrace the process of realizing and releasing, excavating and emptying. It’s a relentless chipping away at the perceived solidity of the world.
The Inevitable Collapse
The ultimate aim is clear: to chip away enough of reality’s foundations until it inevitably collapses. In this cataclysmic moment, the seeker themselves may be crushed under the weight of their own quest. Yet, it’s a sacrifice made willingly, for the pursuit is not about external validation but an inner awakening.
A Figment of Imagination
In this unorthodox journey, the distinction between self and other blurs. The notion of “you” becomes a figment of the seeker’s imagination, a transient mirage in the grand theater of self-discovery.
The Reality Undermined Is Mine
At its core, this endeavor is deeply personal. The reality being undermined is not the shared perception of the world but the individual’s own construct. It’s a journey to unearth the essence of one’s being, a reality that is uniquely their own.
“Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.” – Albert Einstein
In the Depths of Self-Discovery
In the depths of self-discovery, we find,
An unorthodox quest of a unique kind.
To undermine reality’s fabric, we delve,
Chipping away, as the surface stories we repel.
Years of quiet persistence mark the way,
Realizing, releasing, in the subterranean fray.
Excavating, emptying, the relentless quest,
To challenge the world’s perceived bequest.
The aim is clear, to make reality fall,
Even if the seeker, in the process, may stall.
It’s not about you or external validation’s line,
But unearthing the essence, the seeker’s design.
In this journey, self and other blur the line,
Figments of imagination in the grand design.
The reality undermined is deeply personal, we find,
For it’s the seeker’s unique essence they’ve mined.
Space Monkey, let us contemplate with grace,
The subterranean journey, in this boundless space.
In the quest to unearth the essence, we entwine,
Chipping away at reality, in the depths we define.
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