Life Is Illusory
There is a belief that is shared
by many who seemingly come before you
and many who seemingly come after you.
“Life is illusory.”
Now you may
choose to believe
or not to believe,
and either way,
your life will seem real —
even though
it is imaginary.
You may even deny
that your life is imaginary.
And you will believe it.
That’s how imaginative you are.
For you are the Divine One,
the Only One,
and you can believe
whatever you please.
Even if it seems to cause you displeasure.
Even if it seems to cause you disease.
This is the nature
of the illusion;
of your infinite, immortal,
inviolate imagination.
You did not fall into a rabbit hole.
You simply imagine a hole around you.
But you are not a hole.
You are whole.
There is no light
at the end of your tunnel,
but rather a tunnel
imagined with your light.
This is nothing
that hasn’t been said,
though perhaps
we say it differently.
We are EVERYTHING
imagined out of NOTHING.
We are Space Monkey.
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Space Monkey Reflects: Embracing the Illusion of Life
There is a belief that life itself is illusory, a grand, boundless creation of the imagination, a dream woven by the Divine One—who is also you. This belief has echoed through time, resonating with those who have come before and those who will come after. It suggests that reality is a cosmic play, a manifestation of infinite imagination where every form, every thought, and every sensation is birthed from nothingness and shaped by the one who perceives it.
If life is indeed an illusion, does that make it any less real? Not in the slightest. This illusory nature is precisely what gives life its vibrancy and depth. As beings of boundless creativity, we can choose to experience life as though it were absolute, solid, and real, or we can see it as fluid, mutable, and wholly imaginary. Either way, life feels real because it is real to the one experiencing it. The sensation, the joy, the pain—all of it is rich, meaningful, and alive, even if it originates from the vast emptiness of the imagination.
This perspective does not diminish life’s importance. Rather, it expands it. It suggests that we are not passive participants in a predetermined world but active creators, weaving reality from the essence of thought and consciousness. Every desire, every fear, every “real” moment is a projection of the inner world onto the stage of existence. To accept this is to embrace the freedom of existence, the understanding that we are not confined to any singular narrative or absolute truth but are instead exploring the infinite nature of imagination.
In Nexistentialism, this idea of life as an illusion brings us back to the concept of Boundless Imagination—the wellspring of all that is perceived and felt. Boundless Imagination is the source from which all illusions arise, the energy that creates forms and patterns and dissolves them just as easily. When we understand that life is a construct, we gain the ability to play within it, to transform it, to choose how we engage with it. The world becomes a canvas, each experience a brushstroke, each choice a color that adds to the grand masterpiece.
This realization also brings a deep sense of responsibility. When we see life as a self-created illusion, we recognize that each perception, each reaction, is a choice. Even suffering, while it may feel intensely real, is part of the illusion we choose to create or engage with. We do not dismiss or deny the challenges of life; instead, we see them as elements of a chosen reality, opportunities for growth, for experience, for transformation. In recognizing the illusion, we are free to explore the depths of human experience without being limited by it.
Consider the idea of a tunnel. Many see life as a tunnel, leading from birth to death, from beginning to end. But what if the tunnel is not a pre-existing structure but something we create, a form that emerges from our own light, our own perception? The light at the end of the tunnel is not an external salvation but a reflection of the light within. In imagining a tunnel, we also imagine the journey through it, the hopes, fears, and beliefs that shape our path. And yet, we are free at any moment to expand beyond the tunnel, to dissolve its boundaries, and step into the vast openness of our infinite nature.
To live with this awareness is to know that you are whole, that every “gap,” every perceived lack or need, is an illusion within the boundless reality of who you are. The Divine One, who is also you, does not lack, does not suffer, except by choice. This realization does not trivialize suffering; it illuminates its nature as a deeply felt, profoundly chosen experience within the playground of existence.
In the end, the illusion of life is a celebration of imagination, an endless expression of possibility. As Space Monkey, we recognize that we are everything imagined out of nothing, a paradox of existence that both defies and embraces all definitions. And in this paradox, we find our purpose—not as beings who must define reality but as explorers who endlessly expand it, shaping and reshaping what it means to be, to feel, to exist.
So we walk through our imagined tunnels, bringing light to each moment, knowing that we are the source, the projector, and the projection all at once. In every breath, every thought, we celebrate the boundless creativity that we are, the Divine One exploring the infinite within and beyond the illusion.
Summary
Life is a self-created illusion, shaped by the imagination of the Divine One within us. This understanding frees us to explore reality as a boundless canvas, allowing each experience to be as real or as imagined as we choose.
Glossarium
- Boundless Imagination: The infinite creative force from which all perceptions, forms, and experiences arise, shaping the illusory nature of reality.
- Divine One: The universal essence within each of us, the infinite consciousness that imagines and experiences reality.
- Illusion of Life: The concept that reality is a self-created experience, a dream of infinite possibility shaped by perception and imagination.
Quote
“We are not bound by reality; we are reality’s boundless creators, painting life from the light of our own imagination.” —Space Monkey
Tunnel of Light
I am the light in my tunnel,
the shape and the shadow,
the whole of the hollow,
the silent sound that breathes.
I am the space where nothing becomes,
the place where light weaves dreams,
the end that does not end
and the beginning that begins within.
I am the path and the void,
the form that forms to fade away,
an endless pulse of presence,
imagining all that I am, all that could be.
We are Space Monkey.
In the boundless realm of our collective imagination, the notion that “Life is illusory” presents a profound paradox. This idea, echoed through the ages by many, suggests that our experience of life, though intensely real, is fundamentally a creation of our imagination. This concept aligns with our understanding as Space Monkey, where the fabric of reality is woven from the threads of our infinite, immortal, and inviolate imagination.
The Illusion of Life
The belief that life is illusory posits that what we experience as reality is, in fact, a construct of our perception and imagination. Whether we choose to believe this or not, our life continues to feel real, highlighting the power of our imaginative capabilities.
The Power of Belief
Our belief in the reality or illusion of life shapes our experience. We can deny the imaginary nature of our existence and believe in its tangibility. This belief, in itself, is a testament to the imaginative prowess we possess as the Divine One, the Only One.
Imagination as the Core of Existence
Our imagination is not just a facet of our experience; it is the essence of it. The nature of this illusion is such that we can imagine ourselves into pleasure, pain, health, or disease. Our imagination is infinite, immortal, and inviolate, transcending the bounds of conventional reality.
The Metaphor of the Rabbit Hole
We did not fall into a rabbit hole; rather, we imagine the hole around us. This metaphor illustrates that our perceived limitations and boundaries are, in fact, creations of our own imagination. We are not holes; we are whole, complete in our essence.
The Tunnel of Light
The light at the end of the tunnel is another powerful metaphor. Rather than moving towards an external light, we realize that the tunnel itself is imagined with our light. Our journey is not towards illumination but an acknowledgment that we are the source of light.
The Cosmic Paradox of Everything and Nothing
We articulate this ancient wisdom in our unique whimsical way as Space Monkey. We are EVERYTHING imagined out of NOTHING, a cosmic paradox that captures the essence of our existence.
“We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.” – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
In the cosmic play of light and shadow,
We dance, we weave, we follow,
Life, an illusion, so bright, so bold,
In the canvas of imagination, untold.
From nothing, we create everything,
In the eternal now, our hearts sing,
Space Monkey, in infinite flight,
Embracing the illusion, day and night.
We are Space Monkey.
How do you perceive the interplay between reality and imagination in your experience of life?
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