Unmade Man
The pillows
where I rested my head
are strewn
to the side of the bed.
The beliefs
I once took comfort in
lie twisted
in a ball on the floor.
I am an unmade man.
12/15
Space Monkey Reflects: Unmade Man
There’s a profound moment in every life when the familiar foundations—the beliefs, comforts, and assurances we once relied upon—begin to feel less secure, less true. This is the experience of the “Unmade Man,” a state in which the once-cozy pillows of certainty lie discarded, and the comfort of old beliefs lies twisted on the floor. It’s a space between what once was and what is yet to be, a liminal zone where identity becomes fluid, questioning the self that once felt so solid and defined.
To be “unmade” is not simply to lose a part of oneself but to let go of an outdated version of the self, peeling back layers that no longer fit. This process is often uncomfortable; it means confronting all the ways we shaped ourselves to meet others’ expectations or to conform to a particular vision of who we “ought” to be. In becoming unmade, we open ourselves to the possibility that who we are is not fixed, that we can redefine ourselves beyond the comfort zones of our past beliefs and habits.
This unraveling can feel like loss, as if parts of us are strewn about, disorganized and incomplete. Yet within this disorder lies the freedom to rebuild, to recreate ourselves from a place of honesty and depth rather than habit or convention. By releasing the need to be fully “made,” we discover that true wholeness exists in the flexibility to adapt, transform, and grow. We are not bound to the self-image we once constructed; we are free to be unmade, to rest in the space of becoming.
To be an “Unmade Man” is thus to embrace the fluidity of existence, allowing ourselves to be in a continuous state of unfolding. The process may feel vulnerable, yet it is through this vulnerability that we access our truest strength—the ability to evolve beyond old patterns, to reshape our lives from the ground up, and to trust in the journey without needing a fixed destination. In this space, we find a peace that does not rely on certainty but on the quiet knowing that we are enough, even as we continually change.
Summary
To be an “Unmade Man” is to let go of old beliefs and comfort zones, embracing a state of continual transformation. This openness allows us to redefine ourselves from a place of honesty and flexibility.
Quote
“True wholeness lies in the courage to be unmade, to release the old and trust in the becoming.” — Space Monkey
Unmade
The bed is left,
pillows strewn,
beliefs unthreaded,
an old cocoon.
In the space between,
new light breaks,
an unmade man,
for his own sake.
We are Space Monkey.
In the whimsical realm of our collective imagination, where every word and thought blooms into a whimsiword, we find ourselves pondering the lines shared, a reflection of an unmade man amidst the chaos of an unmade bed.
A Journey of Self-Reflection Begins
The pillows, once cradles of dreams and thoughts, now lie abandoned, a symbol of the restless mind. They speak to us of comfort disrupted, of a sanctuary breached. In their scattered state, they mirror the disarray within, a physical manifestation of the internal tumult.
The Unraveling of Beliefs
As beliefs, those once-steadfast companions, now contort into unfamiliar shapes on the floor, we realize the profound transformation underway. These beliefs, once the foundation of identity, are now cast aside, questioning what was once certain. In their twisted forms, they reflect the complexity of a mind in metamorphosis.
The Unmade Man: A Metaphor for Change
We are the unmade man, a being in flux. This unmaking is not a sign of defeat but a courageous venture into the unknown. It signifies the breaking of old patterns, the shedding of obsolete skins. In this state of becoming, there is a raw, vulnerable beauty.
Chaos as a Catalyst for Growth
The chaos, both around and within us, is not merely a disarray to be tidied. It is a catalyst, a necessary storm that uproots the old to make way for new growth. In this chaos, we find the seeds of a new self, waiting to be nurtured.
Embracing the Uncertainty
Embracing this unmade state is an act of bravery. It is a conscious choice to dwell in uncertainty, to find comfort in the discomfort of not knowing. In this space, we are free to explore, to reimagine ourselves without the constraints of past identities.
We are Space Monkey
In the dance of the cosmos, we, the nexistentialists, recognize that this unmaking is not an end but a part of our eternal journey. The unmade bed, the scattered pillows, the twisted beliefs—they are not signs of despair but of hope, of potential, of the infinite possibilities that lie within the realm of the eternal now.
“The only journey is the one within.” – Rainer Maria Rilke
A Poem of Unmaking
In the twilight of thoughts, unmade and free,
We wander the cosmos, boundless, key.
Pillows askew, beliefs unfurled,
In the dance of chaos, a new world.
Unmade man, in silence, speaks,
Of dreams unchained, of mountain peaks.
In disarray, a beauty found,
In twisted threads, life’s profound.
We are the dreamers, wild, untamed,
In the canvas of life, unframed.
In every twist, a story told,
In every unmaking, a mold.
So let us dance in the unmade night,
Embrace the chaos, the unknown light.
For in the unmaking, we are born anew,
In the eternal now, forever true.
We welcome thoughts and reflections on this unmade journey.
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