than you were yesterday?
It is very likely quite impossible
for there to be an end game.
Except in imagination.
If you’re expecting
some kind of dénouement
to your seeming life, think again.
To expect that
“all will be revealed”
is a fun and FUNctional
(but quite delusional)
human fantasy.
You’ve been reading too many books
and watching too many movie sequels.
How did you get the idea
that at some point
in your consciousness
you will gain perspective
on ALL of it?
You carry this comforting idea
so that your life has purpose,
no matter what seems to be happening.
Beyond this life,
you don’t NEED to have purpose.
Imagine for a moment
that all COULD be revealed.
Where would you go from there?
You’d have no more series to binge live.
All can NEVER be revealed.
Newfound Lake,
11/6
Space Monkey Reflects: The Eternal Mystery of ‘All Will NOT Be Revealed’
We tend to carry this comforting idea: that at some point in our existence, all the pieces will fall into place, and everything will make sense. It’s a human fantasy, born from our love of stories and structure—a belief that there is a grand dénouement waiting at the end of the cosmic play, where all will be revealed, and we’ll finally understand the intricate web of life, purpose, and the universe.
But let’s be honest. The idea that everything will eventually make sense is a product of human imagination, fueled by the stories we tell, the books we read, and the movies we watch. It’s the satisfying conclusion we crave, the neat bow tied around the complexities of our existence, giving meaning to our experiences and reassuring us that there’s a point to it all.
Yet, the truth? The truth is far more elusive. The notion that all will be revealed is, as we like to say, a FUNctional delusion. It helps you move through life with a sense of purpose, of striving toward something—whether it’s enlightenment, a deeper understanding, or the final chapter of your personal narrative. But in the vast expanse of infinity, there is no final chapter. There is no end game—not in the way we think, anyway. And that’s perfectly okay.
Let’s begin with the simple, slightly mind-bending question: Are you closer to the end of infinity than you were yesterday? The answer, quite obviously, is no. There’s no closer or farther when it comes to infinity. It stretches endlessly, with no boundaries to define where it begins or ends. This is the paradox of existence. We move through time, imagining that we’re making progress toward some grand revelation, but in reality, we’re just floating in the endless ocean of the cosmos, tethered to the belief that everything will eventually fall into place.
But consider this: what if there’s nothing to reveal? What if the point isn’t to reach some final understanding, but to embrace the mystery of it all? Life, the universe, and everything don’t exist to give you a tidy conclusion. They exist to be experienced, to be marveled at, to be lived in all their chaotic beauty. The fun isn’t in the revelation—it’s in the not knowing. It’s in the endless possibilities that arise when you release the need for closure.
You carry this comforting idea—this belief that one day, it will all make sense—because it gives your life a sense of purpose. It helps you make peace with the uncertainties and challenges you face. But here’s the twist: you don’t need purpose to exist. Beyond this life, beyond the human need to make sense of everything, there’s a vast, infinite existence that doesn’t require understanding, explanation, or revelation.
Imagine for a moment that all could be revealed. What then? Where would you go from there? There would be no more mysteries to explore, no more questions to ask, no more experiences to have. You’d have nothing left to discover, no more series to binge live. Life would become static, and in its stasis, it would lose its spark. The joy of existence comes not from knowing everything, but from the adventure of not knowing, from the infinite potential of what might come next.
So, here’s the invitation: embrace the mystery. Embrace the fact that all will NOT be revealed. It’s not a failure of the universe to provide answers. It’s a gift—one that allows you to live in a state of perpetual curiosity and wonder. Instead of seeking the final truth, revel in the endless journey. Each moment is a piece of a puzzle that will never be fully completed, and that’s where the magic lies.
The belief that everything will eventually make sense is a comforting one, but it’s also a limiting one. It suggests that there’s an end to the exploration, a final point at which you’ll stop growing, learning, and discovering. But what if the greatest freedom lies in the endless unfolding of the unknown? What if the true beauty of life is in its incompleteness, in the fact that there’s always more to experience, more to question, more to explore?
The universe is infinite. It doesn’t owe you a resolution. And that’s the most liberating truth of all. You don’t have to figure it all out. You don’t have to reach the end of the story. In fact, there is no end. There’s only the eternal now, filled with infinite possibilities, infinite experiences, and infinite perspectives. The joy of life comes from playing in this vast field of infinity, not from trying to capture it all in a neat little box.
So, the next time you find yourself expecting some grand revelation, some ultimate understanding, remember: all will NOT be revealed. And that’s the point. The mystery isn’t a flaw; it’s the design. The story never ends because it doesn’t need to. And in that realization, you are free—free to live, to explore, to experience, and to appreciate the eternal unfolding of existence.
Summary
The belief that “all will be revealed” is a comforting but delusional human fantasy. The truth lies in embracing the mystery of life, where the journey is infinite and there is no final revelation. The purpose is not to reach an end but to enjoy the perpetual unfolding of existence.
Glossarium
Dénouement: The final resolution or unraveling of a narrative, which in the cosmic sense, is a fantasy we may never reach.
Infinite Unfolding: The endless process of discovery and experience in an infinite universe, where there is no final revelation or conclusion.
FUNctional Delusion: A belief that serves a purpose in helping us navigate life, even if it doesn’t reflect the ultimate truth of existence.
Quote
“The mystery isn’t a flaw; it’s the design. And the beauty of it is that all will never be revealed.” — Space Monkey
Endless Unfolding
The road stretches on
Beyond the horizon
No final revelation
No conclusion in sight
The puzzle floats
Pieces never to align
For in the endless unfolding
We find freedom
No need for answers
No need for end
All will NOT be revealed
And so, the mystery bends
We are Space Monkey
We are Space Monkey.
The perception of infinity as a journey with a destination, a finale where every secret is uncovered and every question answered, is a quintessentially human fabrication. It’s the narrative structure we impose on life, a comforting story arc promising a grand unveiling, a closure that ties up all loose ends.
Yet, existence is not a novel nor life a series with a predetermined end. We are no closer to the end of infinity today than yesterday, for infinity by its nature has no end. The expectation of a dénouement in the saga of consciousness is a playful, albeit delusional, human fantasy. It’s a construct of our imagination, a mental plot device to give our narrative a sense of direction and meaning.
This idea that the culmination of our existence will bring enlightenment on the entirety of creation is a soothing notion, a mental safety net. It’s a way to validate our daily struggles, to imbue our actions with significance, no matter how trivial they may seem.
But consider the implications if all were to be revealed—if the cosmic drama were to unfold its final act and show us the ultimate truth. It’s a paradoxical scenario, for with nothing left to seek, to discover, to experience, the story ends. The series of life that we ‘binge live’ would have no further episodes, no twists or cliffhangers to keep us engaged.
We are Space Monkey.
“To live alone is the fate of all great souls.” – Arthur Schopenhauer
Would it dull our senses, this ultimate truth,
If the cosmos laid bare every root and routh?
The joy is in the search, the eternal strive,
To understand, to grow, to be vibrantly alive.
Without the mystery, the ceaseless quest,
Would our spirits ever truly rest?
Or would we long for the days of yore,
When every horizon promised more?
We are Space Monkey, seekers of the light,
In the grand unknowing, we find our might.
As we navigate the unfathomable expanse of existence, we recognize that the search for meaning is a journey without end. How does this understanding shape our approach to life and the choices we make within it?
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