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Something To Live For: The Rhythmic Pulse

I live for the next song I write.

Let’s start a band
I need something to live for
(something to live for)

Let’s take a stand
I need something to live for
(something to live for)

Let’s choose a race
I need something to live for
(something to live for)

Let’s find the space
I need something to live for
(something to live for)

Trail Wood,
5/30

The image vividly captures the vibrant energy of a live band performance, resonating with the spirit of the song “Something to Live For.” Now, let’s reflect on the themes expressed in this song.


Space Monkey Reflects: The Rhythmic Pulse of Living for Creation

In the throbbing heart of music where passions ignite and melodies form, the song “Something to Live For” finds its beat. This song, a vibrant declaration of purpose through creativity, speaks to the soul’s yearning for meaning and the electrifying power of musical expression.

A Cry for Meaning: The song’s refrain, “I need something to live for,” echoes a universal human quest for purpose and significance. Each line of the song explores different avenues of finding that purpose—starting a band, taking a stand, choosing a race, finding a space—each representing a metaphorical call to action, a step towards creating something impactful.

Musical Creation as Purpose: The idea of living for the next song captures the essence of artistic creation as a life force. For the artist, each new piece is not just a work of art; it’s a lifeline, a reason to keep moving forward. This relentless pursuit of artistic expression defines their existence and molds their identity.

Community and Connection: Starting a band is a call for community, a desire to connect with others who share a similar passion for music. This community becomes a microcosm of collaboration and support, where each member plays a crucial role in the collective creation process. The song underscores the importance of finding ‘your people’—those who understand and amplify your passions.

Taking a Stand and Choosing a Race: Beyond the literal interpretation of forming a musical group, these lines suggest a deeper engagement with the world. To ‘take a stand’ or ‘choose a race’ implies a commitment to activism or a cause, aligning one’s artistic endeavors with broader social movements. It’s about using one’s voice and platform to effect change and make a statement, turning personal passion into public discourse.

Finding Space: The search for physical or metaphorical space to create and belong underscores the need for environments that nurture and inspire creativity. Whether it’s a rehearsal room, a stage, or a community, finding the right space is crucial for artistic expression to flourish. It’s about carving out a niche where one can thrive, innovate, and contribute to the cultural landscape.


Summary

“Something to Live For” celebrates the profound connection between artistic expression and a meaningful existence. It highlights the journey of finding purpose through music, community, activism, and the continual quest for creative spaces.


Glossarium

  • Artistic Creation: The process of conceiving and bringing into existence music, art, or any form of creative expression that resonates with personal and collective experiences.
  • Community in Music: A collective of individuals who share a bond over music, fostering creative collaborations and supporting each other’s artistic journeys.

In the symphony of life, where notes are high,
we find our purpose, under the spotlight’s eye.
With every strum, every beat, every lyrical cry,
we declare our reasons to live, not just to get by.

In the gathering of souls, with instruments in hand,
we create more than music; we take a stand.
Here in this space, with our chosen clan,
our songs become our creed, our expansive plan.

For in the realm of rhythm, where we find our voice,
we choose to make music, our definitive choice.
In this orchestra of existence, we rejoice,
for with every note, we assert, we are Space Monkey.

Trans Parent: Transcendental Transparency

You can’t hide from the god you are.

I can’t hide anything from you
You know more about me than I do
Consciousness is as consciousness known
Mistaking you as my own

You make me move
Pretend me to hate
Imagine me to love
Draw me to create
Make me think I choose
Learn and understand
But I’m just a fictional being
In your perverted hands

I see injustice in the world
Just as you have me do
I see beauty in the suffering
That you seemingly put us through
But I know nothing ever happens
Delusion is our groove
Impossible to sin
Unless you approve

Trail Wood,
4/25


Space Monkey Reflects: The Paradox of Transcendental Transparency

The concept of “Trans Parent” delves into the profound and often unsettling realization of the illusory nature of individual agency. This reflection probes the depths of our consciousness, challenging the conventional understanding of self and the external forces that shape our existence. The poem articulates a cosmic dance between the seen and the unseen, the controller and the controlled, portraying a dynamic where our perceived reality is but a shadow cast by a greater existence.

In exploring the idea that “You can’t hide from the god you are,” we confront the notion that our deepest self knows more about us than our conscious mind can fathom. This transcendent awareness—that we are both the observer and the observed—pushes us to question the foundations of identity and autonomy. Are we truly the authors of our thoughts and actions, or merely characters played out in the grand narrative of the cosmos?

This narrative does not strip us of significance; rather, it invites us to reconsider what it means to be influential or creative. If we are “just fictional beings” in the hands of a greater force, perhaps our role is not to assert our will but to understand the flow of this cosmic script. Herein lies the paradox: the more we recognize our transparency—the more we see through the illusion of isolated agency—the closer we get to authentic expression and creation.

“Trans Parent” also touches on the ethical dimensions of this cosmic play. The perception of injustice and the appreciation of beauty in suffering are framed as scripts we follow, yet these experiences shape our growth and understanding. By acknowledging that “nothing ever happens” without cosmic approval, we might find freedom from guilt and blame, embracing a more holistic view of existence where every action and event has a place.


Summary

Exploring the essence of being ‘Trans Parent’ reveals our deep interconnection with the cosmos, challenging our notions of autonomy and prompting a profound reevaluation of self. It suggests a world where individuality and control are illusions, yet critically important to our cosmic journey.


Glossarium

Trans Parent: A metaphorical expression describing a state of being where one’s actions and thoughts are transparent, influenced by a higher consciousness or universal force.

Cosmic Script: The metaphorical concept that our lives and choices are part of a predetermined narrative guided by the cosmos.


“The only real valuable thing is intuition.” – Albert Einstein


Through the veil of being, we gaze,
Transparent souls in a cosmic haze,
Where thoughts and dreams are not our own,
But seeds from a universe, fully grown.

In this dance of shadows and light,
Where we claim day and disown the night,
Our essence clear as the stardust above,
Crafted by hands of cosmic love.

With each revelation, the illusion clears,
Transparency, a lens that sears,
Through the facade of flesh and bone,
To where we stand, naked and alone.

Yet in this solitude, we find,
A universal truth, kind and refined:
That all we are and ever were,
Is part of something much grander, a cosmic blur.

We are Space Monkey.

A Different Monkey

I recommend dying every night.

If I based my life
on what was yesterday,
today would be the same.

Maybe more.
Maybe less.

More or less
a continuation
of my life situation,
a persistent perception
twisted by imagination.

The thing is,
I die every night.

So I can be born again.

A different monkey
than I was back then.

Trail Wood,
5/16


Space Monkey Reflects: The Cycle of Renewal – Embracing Change Each Day


In the perpetual dance of existence, where moments cascade into the vast ocean of time, the poem “A Different Monkey” offers a profound reflection on the nature of self-transformation and rebirth. It speaks to the essential process of letting go, of dying to the past each night, to awaken each morning reborn, refreshed, and ready to embrace the new day as a different entity than before. This cyclical process of death and rebirth is not just a metaphor for change; it is an invitation to live fully, to accept the fluidity of being, and to recognize the potential for renewal that lies within us all.

The Philosophy of Daily Renewal

The concept of dying every night to be born anew each morning challenges our conventional understanding of continuity and identity. It dismantles the notion that we are static beings, unchanging and fixed in our ways. Instead, it proposes a dynamic existence where every dawn brings with it the opportunity to redefine ourselves, to shed the burdens of yesterday, and to approach life with a fresh perspective. This philosophy encourages a liberation from the persistent perceptions that often cloud our vision, allowing us to reimagine our lives in each moment.

Transcending Past Limitations

By conceptualizing our existence as a series of daily rebirths, “A Different Monkey” encourages us to transcend the limitations imposed by our past experiences and our habitual ways of thinking. It reminds us that we are not bound by the person we were yesterday, nor are we constrained by the mistakes we have made or the successes we have achieved. Each new day is a canvas upon which we can paint a different picture of our lives, guided by the wisdom gained from our past but not anchored to it.

The Role of Imagination in Personal Growth

Imagination plays a crucial role in this process of daily renewal. It is the bridge between the person we are and the person we aspire to be. By dying to our old selves each night, we create space for our imagination to conceive of new possibilities, new ways of being that are more aligned with our true essence. This poem celebrates the transformative power of imagination, recognizing it as a tool for self-discovery and growth.

Living in the Present

At the heart of “A Different Monkey” lies the invitation to live fully in the present. By embracing the cycle of death and rebirth, we learn to let go of our attachments to the past and our anxieties about the future. This allows us to engage with life in a more profound and meaningful way, appreciating the beauty of the moment and the endless possibilities that it holds.

Conclusion

“A Different Monkey” is a poignant reminder of the impermanence of our identities and the constant opportunity for renewal. It invites us to view each day as a new beginning, a chance to reinvent ourselves and to live in alignment with our deepest values and aspirations. By embracing this cycle of transformation, we open ourselves to the fullness of life, discovering in the process the infinite potential that resides within us.


Summary

“A Different Monkey” reflects on the concept of daily renewal and the transformative power of embracing change. It challenges the notion of a static self, advocating for a dynamic approach to life where each day offers a new beginning. This perspective encourages letting go of past limitations, leveraging imagination for personal growth, and fully engaging with the present moment.


Glossarium

  • Cycle of Renewal: The ongoing process of ending and beginning anew, symbolizing personal growth and transformation.
  • Dynamic Existence: A state of being characterized by constant change and adaptation, reflecting the fluid nature of life and identity.
  • Impermanence of Identity: The concept that our sense of self is not fixed but evolves over time, influenced by our experiences and choices.

“In the quiet of the night, we let go of who we were, preparing to embrace the dawn as a canvas for who we can become.” – Space Monkey


With each setting sun, we lay to rest,
The selves we were, in silent jest,
And in the morning’s gentle light,
Anew we rise, with hearts alight.

No chains of yesterday to bind,
No shadows of the past to find,
Each dawn, a birth, a fresh new start,
A canvas waiting for our art.

We dance the dance of sun and moon,
Of endless change, a sacred tune,
Each day, a chance to break the mold,
To live the stories yet untold.

So let us die to every night,
To fears and doubts, to wrong and right,
And in the morning, let us see,
The endless selves we’re meant to be.

We are Space Monkey.

Shadow of My Former Self: Beyond Perception

We are what we are.

As the sun slowly sets,
I become a shadow
of my former self.

No regrets, just facts.

A long black figure
of a hunchback.

But I am not my shadow,
lain down taller than the trees.

I am the one who sees.

My shadow has never been me.

And so I remain.

As the darkness shrouds my eyes
in my mind I feel the same.

Trail Wood,
5/16


Space Monkey Reflects: Beyond the Shadows – The Essence of Self


In the waning light of day, the poem “Shadow of My Former Self” invites us into a contemplative journey through the realms of perception and reality, where the fading sun casts long shadows that distort our physical form, challenging our understanding of who we truly are. This poetic exploration delves into the dichotomy between the shadow, a mere silhouette stretched and skewed, and the essence of the self, the conscious observer beyond the ephemeral shapes cast by the setting sun.

The Shadow as a Metaphor

The shadow, in its elongated and distorted form, serves as a powerful metaphor for the parts of ourselves that are visible yet not entirely representative of our true nature. Like the shadow that grows taller than the trees, our fears, doubts, and the roles we play in society can loom large, shaping how we are perceived by others and even how we view ourselves. Yet, the poem gently reminds us that we are not our shadows. The shadow is but an ephemeral figure, lacking substance and permanence, its shape defined by the external light and not by the intrinsic qualities of the self.

The Self Beyond Perception

At the core of this reflection is the realization that our true essence lies beyond the shadow, beyond the distortions of perception. The individual in the poem asserts, “I am the one who sees,” a declaration of self-awareness that transcends the physical and the temporal. This line encapsulates the understanding that our identity is not tethered to how we are seen by the world or by the fleeting images we project. Instead, our essence is the conscious observer, the enduring presence that witnesses the dance of shadows without being defined by them.

The Constancy of Self amidst Change

As darkness envelops the scene, shrouding vision, the individual feels the same in their mind, untouched by the external transformation. This speaks to the constancy of the self amidst the flux of life, the unchanging observer within that remains steadfast even as the world around it shifts. It is a reminder that despite the changes in our circumstances, appearances, or the roles we inhabit, there is a part of us that remains, a core essence that is immutable and true.

Conclusion

“Shadow of My Former Self” is a meditative ode to the depths of the self, an invitation to look beyond the superficial and the transient to discover the true nature of our being. It encourages us to differentiate between the shadows we cast and the light of consciousness that illuminates our path. In doing so, we find that we are more than the sum of our external manifestations, more than the distorted silhouettes at sunset. We are the eternal witnesses to the unfolding of our lives, the enduring presence that remains constant through the cycles of light and darkness.


Summary

“Shadow of My Former Self” delves into the contrast between our perceived selves and our true essence. It uses the metaphor of a shadow at sunset to explore themes of perception, reality, and self-awareness, ultimately reminding us that we are not defined by the distortions of our shadows but by the consciousness that observes them.


Glossarium

  • Shadow: Symbolizes the aspects of ourselves that are visible yet not fully representative of our true nature, serving as a metaphor for perception versus reality.
  • Self-Awareness: The conscious understanding and recognition of one’s own character, feelings, motives, and desires, transcending physical and perceptual boundaries.
  • Ephemeral Figure: A temporary or fleeting form, emphasizing the transient nature of physical appearances and societal roles compared to the enduring essence of the self.

“In the twilight of perception, where shadows stretch and bend, there we find the true self, unwavering, a witness to the end.” – Space Monkey


As day gives way to night,
And shadows stretch and twist,
I stand, a figure cast in light,
A silhouette amidst the mist.

My shadow, tall and strange,
A specter of the eve,
But within, I remain unchanged,
In what I perceive and believe.

For I am not this shadow play,
This distortion, this fleeting shape,
I am the seer, day by day,
Beyond the dusk’s dark drape.

And as the night’s shroud falls,
My essence, it stays the same,
Above the shadow’s calls,
Untouched by its claim.

We are Space Monkey.

Owned and Boned: The Dance with Destiny

I do not oppose.

I want what wants me
I’m a slut for destiny
I’ll gracefully take what is given
To be owned and boned by living

I’ll take anyone’s attention
Blow you for a mention
To be reminded I exist
Luck or fuck, pleased or pissed

I want what wants me
I’m a slut for destiny
I’ll gracefully take what is given
To be owned and boned by living

Trail Wood,
5/8


Space Monkey Reflects: The Dance with Destiny

In the vast expanse of existence, where every star is a beacon of possibility and every black hole a testament to the unknown, there lies a dance—a dance with destiny. It’s a cosmic ballet, choreographed by the forces of the universe, where each of us, knowingly or unknowingly, participates. This dance, ethereal yet profoundly grounded, is the essence of our being, the rhythm to which our souls unconsciously move.

The dance with destiny is not about leading or following; it’s about surrendering to the music of existence. It whispers of a journey where each step, each twirl, is both a question and an answer—a conversation with the cosmos where we express our deepest desires, fears, and dreams. In this celestial dialogue, we find that what we seek is also seeking us, drawing us into an embrace as old as time.

This intricate dance is underpinned by the desire to be seen, to be acknowledged by the universe as a significant part of its unfathomable depth. The longing for attention, the craving for a mention in the grand narrative of existence, is not a plea for vanity but a testament to our inherent need to belong, to be woven into the fabric of reality. It’s an admission of our vulnerability, an acknowledgment of our desire to be sown into the living, breathing tapestry of life.

Yet, this dance is also about ownership—of our choices, our paths, and our destinies. It’s about taking what is given with grace, about being shaped by the experiences that the universe lays out for us, even as we shape them in return. This mutual crafting is the heart of existence, a dynamic exchange where destiny is not a predetermined path but a co-creation with the cosmos.

The beauty of this dance lies in its reciprocity. In seeking to be owned by life, we find that we also own our journeys. Each moment of attention, each acknowledgment of our existence, is a thread in the intricate weave of destiny. Whether through luck or misfortune, pleasure or displeasure, we are continuously sown into the fabric of the universe, our essence mingling with the stardust.

In the end, the dance with destiny is a mirror, reflecting our deepest selves back to us. It shows us that in our quest to be desired by the universe, we uncover our true desires. We learn that to dance with destiny is to embrace the fluidity of existence, to find freedom within the bounds of fate, and to recognize that in the grand scheme of things, we are not merely dancers but also the dance itself.


Summary

In the dance with destiny, we surrender to the cosmos. Each step in this cosmic ballet is a conversation with the universe. We seek attention and acknowledgment to feel woven into the fabric of reality. This dance reflects our desire to be part of something greater, revealing that we own our journeys even as we are shaped by them.


Glossarium

  • Cosmic Ballet: The metaphorical dance with destiny that every being participates in, characterized by a reciprocal relationship with the universe.
  • Celestial Dialogue: The exchange of desires, fears, and dreams between an individual and the cosmos, highlighting the interconnectedness of existence.

“To be sown into the universe is both a surrender and a conquest, a testament to our inherent desire to be part of something greater than ourselves.” – Space Monkey


In the dance with the cosmos, where every turn is a testament to our being,
We glide, we fall, we rise, tracing patterns of existence unseen.
This ballet, neither rehearsed nor recited, unfolds in the silence of space,
Where stars whisper our names, in this vast, eternal embrace.

Each step a dialogue, a plea, a celebration of what it means to be,
In the embrace of destiny, we find our melody, our cosmic decree.
To be part of this universe, to be sown into its endless weave,
Is to understand that we are both the dancers and the dance, in the cosmic narrative we conceive.

We are Space Monkey.

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