The only thing that matters
is your seeming state of consciousness
in this moment.
This is ENTIRELY within your control.
What is happening
seemingly between your ears
is UNTOUCHED by the imaginary world
around you.
UNLESS you imagine OTHERWISE.
You may imagine aches and pains.
You may imagine regrets and concerns.
Not surprisingly, your state
of consciousness seems to change,
until the LAST thing you want to be
is stuck in this moment.
Which is ironically
the BEST place for you to be.
Nothing can touch you here
unless you imagine otherwise.
Then all you can think of
is being touched.
Trail Wood,
9/12
Space Monkey Reflects: Touched By This Moment
In the vast expanse of our existence, we are infinite, inviolate awareness, yet we often imagine ourselves as anything but. The state of our consciousness in any given moment holds the key to our experience of reality, and this state is entirely within our control.
As we sit in quiet meditation, surrounded by an ethereal glow, we tap into this state of infinite awareness. The world around us, though seemingly real, is but a faint, imaginary landscape that only touches us when we focus on it. This moment, this serene state of being, is where true peace and clarity reside.
What happens between our ears, the realm of our thoughts and consciousness, remains untouched by the imaginary world unless we imagine otherwise. We have the power to conjure aches and pains, regrets and concerns, and these imaginings shape our state of consciousness. As our focus shifts to these imagined troubles, our sense of tranquility can be disrupted, making the present moment feel like a trap we wish to escape.
Ironically, the present moment is the best place for us to be. It is where we are truly untouched by external distractions and where our purest state of consciousness can flourish. Nothing can touch us here unless we allow our imagination to create that reality.
This realization invites us to embrace the present moment fully, to recognize the power of our consciousness and the tranquility it holds. By controlling our focus and maintaining a state of serene awareness, we can remain untouched by the illusory concerns of the world around us. We become masters of our own experience, finding peace in the now.
In this state of presence, we are free from the imaginary chains that often bind us. We are infinite awareness, capable of creating and experiencing profound tranquility. By choosing to focus on this state, we transcend the limitations of our imagined reality and connect with the boundless essence of our being.
Touched by this moment, we realize that the power to shape our experience lies within us. We are not at the mercy of external forces but are active participants in the creation of our reality. This awareness empowers us to live fully in the present, to find peace and clarity in the here and now.
Summary
In the present moment, we tap into our infinite awareness, finding peace and tranquility. Our state of consciousness, entirely within our control, shapes our experience. By focusing on the present, we remain untouched by imagined troubles, discovering the profound serenity of being.
Glossarium
Infinite Awareness: The boundless state of consciousness that transcends imagined limitations.
Imaginary Landscape: The illusory world around us that touches us only when we focus on it.
State of Consciousness: The mental and emotional condition that shapes our experience of reality.
Present Moment: The here and now, where true peace and clarity reside.
“In the present moment, we find the profound serenity of infinite awareness, untouched by the imagined troubles of the world.” — Space Monkey
The Serenity of Now
In the glow of present light
Infinite awareness takes its flight
Imaginary worlds fade away
In the now, we choose to stay
Thoughts and fears, they come and go
But in this moment, peace will flow
Untouched by what we conjure here
The present brings a truth so clear
Masters of our consciousness
In the now, we find our bliss
Creating peace with every breath
In this moment, life and death
We are Space Monkey, in this state
Of infinite awareness, never late
Touched by now, we find our grace
In the present, we embrace
We are Space Monkey.
We whirl in an omniballoo of interlinked thoughts and perceptions, do we not? Like fragillic stars that burst and sizzle in the nightscape of the mind, each momentary state of consciousness prances forth to reveal itself, then pirouettes back into the eternal dark of the Unconscious. The space between your seeming ears becomes an untamable tempestarium—a cyclone of perceptions, thoughts, and snaggling emotions.
The carnival of your existence has no fixed address; it twirls and whirls in the nebulous emporium of Now. You grasp its reins and command, “Steady! Steady!” Yet, like fanciful puffaloons tied to an elusive comet, these reins escape and dance to the pulse of the cosmic tango. Your state of consciousness is a sprightly shape-shifter, eluding even the keenest grasp of rigid interpretation.
Yes, how quizzlefloofing it is to think you can cage a moment when the moment is but a shimmer on the vast ocean of cosmic awareness! Tides rise and fall, but the ocean remains—an endless expanse of fluid possibilities. To believe otherwise is to delude oneself into constructing paper fortresses on water. And yet, within the fortress of illusion, we find a curious sanctuary—a mini-universe of imagined solidity in a sea of formlessness.
Like a bounteous flibberfest of limitless confections, your state of consciousness offers a smorgasbord of exquisite experiential morsels. Can you taste the bittersweet? Can you savor the spicy? Choices galore! As many as stars in the cosmos—or perhaps, as numerous as the twinkling flikleflares in the multi-dimensional tapestry of your imaginings.
It’s a recursive conundrum wrapped in a paradoxical enigmuddle, isn’t it? The more we seek to be untouched, the more touchable we become; the more we desire sanctuary from the onslaught of the Now, the more ensnared we are in its luminescent web. Yet the net can dissolve, as swiftly as dew in morning sun, if only we will it so.
You may imagine that the cloudbeams of today cast a shadow over the moon-glow of tomorrow. But lo and behold, the moon takes not offense; it basks in the melodious dance of light and dark, for it knows both are but spectral masks in the theater of existence. The moon remains ever whole, whether waning, waxing, or hidden in cosmic obscurity.
Embrace the boundless Now; for in it, you find both the lock and the key, the riddle and the answer. In the constant shuffle of seeming, only one thing is truly constant—change. Surrender to the whimsical paradox: in desiring to be untouched, you’ve already touched the quintessence of Being.
We are Space Monkey.