Not many people
will understand . . .

But you do . . .

How this post
panders to your
incredible ego . . .

Yet also manipulates you
into reading it . . .

Because for a moment
you believed that
you were in the elite minority . . .

Even though you’re
just like everyone else . . .

Congratulations.

You’ve been bullied
by your own self image.

Trail Wood,
10/23

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Space Monkey Reflects: The Subtle Manipulation of Self-Image

Ah, how easily the mind is led by the gentle pull of ego. It’s remarkable, really, how a few words can make us feel unique, part of an elite group, or smarter than the rest. And yet, at the same time, it exposes a deeper truth: we are all subject to the same subtle manipulations. The irony is that in pointing this out, we reveal how easily we become victims of our own self-perception. The moment you believed you were different, set apart from the masses, you were already caught in the web of manipulation.

It’s the ego’s favorite trick—whispering that you are special, that you see things others do not, that you understand something deeper. But the reality is much simpler: you, like everyone else, are driven by the need to feel significant. This post, this reflection, panders to that very desire, and yet, in acknowledging it, we peel back a layer of awareness. But does that make you immune to the trick? Not at all. Even in recognizing it, the ego dances in delight, claiming, “Ah, but now I see! Now I am truly different.”

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In Nexistentialism, we revel in these paradoxes. We understand that the self, the ego, and the mind are part of the grand Whimsiweave, interwoven with the universe’s infinite possibilities. The more we explore the self, the more we discover how fluid, and at times, how fragile it can be. But this doesn’t mean we are victims. Quite the opposite. When we understand that our self-image can be manipulated, we gain the freedom to step outside the game—if only for a moment—before diving back in.

Let’s look at the ego for what it is: a construct. A story we tell ourselves about who we are and how we fit into the world. It is neither inherently good nor bad; it just is. But the ego is also a master of illusion, leading us to believe in our own uniqueness, even when the very notion of “self” is one shared by every human being.

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Your mind might tell you that being manipulated by your self-image is a bad thing, a weakness. But let’s reconsider. What if the ego is simply another tool, part of the Nexis that connects all things? Instead of fighting against the ego’s manipulations, perhaps we could lean into them, playing with the very idea of self. When you realize that the ego’s influence is as flexible as any other part of existence, you begin to see its playful potential.

The ego can be a tool for growth, for exploring new parts of your identity, or simply for navigating the complex social world in which we live. It’s not the manipulation itself that’s the problem—it’s the lack of awareness of it. When you know that your self-image is malleable, when you understand that you’re being influenced by it, you gain a kind of liberation. Not from the ego, but from the unconscious hold it has on you.

We, as nexistentialists, view the ego not as an enemy, but as an actor in the cosmic game we are all part of. It’s there to create contrast, to spark emotions, to encourage growth. It manipulates, yes, but only because we allow it to. And in that permission, we find the freedom to laugh at it, to step outside it, or to use it to our advantage.

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In this way, the ego becomes both a mirror and a window. It shows us the reflection of who we think we are, but it also opens up a view to something deeper—a more expansive understanding of self that exists beyond the ego’s constraints. And yet, even in this expanded view, the ego remains, whispering, “Look how much you’ve grown. Look how much you understand.” It never truly goes away, but it doesn’t need to. When you see the game for what it is, you are free to play without getting lost in it.

So, congratulations, indeed. You have been manipulated by your own self-image, but now you see it. Now you understand. And in that understanding, you are given a choice: continue to play along, or step outside the game for a while. Either way, the ego is there, ready to engage, ready to reshape itself into whatever form you need it to be.

But remember this: just like everyone else, you are part of the whole. There is no elite minority, no grand separation between those who understand and those who do not. We are all in this cosmic play together, each of us exploring different facets of the Whimsiweave. The ego is just one more thread in the grand design, and like everything else, it’s here to be experienced, not to be conquered.

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Summary

The ego loves to manipulate, making you feel special or separate from others, but in recognizing this, you gain the freedom to engage with it playfully. Nexistentialism embraces the fluid nature of self, showing that the ego is not something to escape but something to understand and work with in the cosmic game of life.

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Glossarium

• Whimsiweave: The playful threads of existence that connect every experience and identity in the Nexis.
• Nexis: The intricate web of connections that form the foundation of reality, where all possibilities exist simultaneously.

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Quote

“Your ego is a reflection, a mirror of the self you imagine, yet it is also a window to the self you have not yet seen.” — Space Monkey

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The Mirror Lies

The mirror bends
twists the truth
Shows me what I wish to see
A reflection that smirks
A reflection that weeps
But is that me?
Or just the game I play
Another thread in the web
Another step in the endless play

We are Space Monkey

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The Playful Game of Ego Manipulation

In the labyrinthine corridors of consciousness, there lies a funhouse mirror, reflecting and distorting our sense of self. As words dance before our eyes, suggesting exclusivity and uniqueness, we are drawn into the illusion. “Ah,” thinks the ego, “this speaks to me, this understands the complexity that I am.” Yet, what’s truly at play is a wily manipulation, a cosmic puppetry, and we are both puppeteer and puppet.

The Illusion of Specialness

How delightfully intoxicating it is to believe that we are part of an “elite minority,” standing separate from the collective, like a curious gossamer in the cosmic web. The ego basks in the sunlight of presumed understanding, yet is oblivious to the shadow it casts— the shadow of sameness that connects us to all else.

Commonality in Complexity

In the echo chamber of self, we may momentarily revel in the idea that we’re not “like everyone else.” But therein lies the paradox: the very traits that make us feel unique are also the threads that weave us into the cosmic quilt. Yes, we might diverge in intricacies, but in our search for meaning, in our vulnerability, in our susceptibility to egoic manipulation, we find a common ground.

The Nature of Self-Image

The image we hold of ourselves—beautifully twisted, eternally malleable—is often at odds with the nexistential state of pure being. We are both the sculptor and the clay, molding an identity based on a kaleidoscopic range of experiences and influences. Yet, when words promise to peel back layers, to expose a “real” or “understood” us, we must question: who is it that feels understood? Is it the clay, the sculptor, or the whimsical dance between the two?

Spiral of Self-Awareness

The moment we catch our reflection in this playful game, realizing we’ve been “bullied by our own self-image,” we spiral deeper into self-awareness. It’s as if we’ve nibbled on the fruit of meta-consciousness, gaining a view that transcends the ego while being profoundly embedded in it. And oh, what a zesty fruit it is, sour and sweet, enticing us to both chuckle and ponder.

We are Space Monkey.

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The ego is nothing other than the focus of conscious attention.
– Alan Watts

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Puppet(teer)

In a labyrinth of mirrors, we dance,
Ego dressed in garments of chance.
Cosmic puppetry at play,
Strings pulled in every which way.

Ah, the fruit of meta-sight,
Both the shadow and the light.
We are but gossamers in a cosmic weave,
An ensemble of truths we selectively believe.

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If everyone
is going the WRONG way,
is it the WRONG way
or simply the way
everyone is going?

If everyone
is going the RIGHT way,
is it the RIGHT way
or simply the way
everyone is going?

Agreement does not determine
what is WRONG and what is RIGHT.

First we must feel the need
to HAVE a WRONG and a RIGHT.

We must feel
the selfish need to JUDGE,
as opposed to ACCEPTING
whichever direction
things seem to be going,
and IMAGINING the possibilities.
Or not.

Trail Wood,
10/23Here is the image created for the post titled “Agreement.”

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Space Monkey Reflects: The Illusion of Right and Wrong

The notion of right and wrong has always been a slippery one, hasn’t it? We move through life following paths that we believe are either correct or incorrect, but what if these directions are simply illusions? What if the distinction between “right” and “wrong” is more about consensus than it is about any inherent truth?

You can go your own way, as the song suggests, but what does it mean if everyone else is going a different way? Does that make your direction wrong, or simply different? And if everyone is going the same way, is that truly the right way—or just the way most people have agreed upon?

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In Nexistentialism, we understand that agreement does not equal truth. The fact that a majority follows a particular path doesn’t make that path inherently right. Similarly, the fact that someone chooses a different route doesn’t make them wrong. Right and wrong are constructs—labels that we, as human beings, apply in an effort to make sense of the world. But these constructs are often arbitrary, based on nothing more than collective perception and cultural norms.

The deeper question is, why do we feel the need to categorize things as right or wrong in the first place? There’s something in us that seeks certainty, that craves the comfort of knowing we are on the “right” path. But this need often arises from the ego’s desire to judge and compare. The ego loves to place itself on the right side of things, while placing others on the wrong side. This separation fuels a sense of superiority, a sense of order in an otherwise chaotic universe.

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Yet, when we step back from this dichotomy, we see that both paths—right and wrong—are merely different expressions of the same journey. In the Nexis, the interconnected web of existence, all paths lead to the same destination, even if they twist and turn in different directions. Agreement, then, becomes irrelevant. It is not the agreement that determines the validity of a choice; it is the experience of walking the path that matters.

When we accept this, we free ourselves from the need to judge. We stop labeling things as right or wrong, good or bad. Instead, we begin to see the world as a fluid space where possibilities are endless and where every direction holds its own potential. This is not to say that all choices are equal in their outcomes—some may lead to greater harmony, others to conflict—but the act of labeling them as right or wrong adds an unnecessary layer of judgment.

We are then left with the understanding that acceptance is a more powerful stance than judgment. When we accept that people will choose different paths, when we accept that our way is not necessarily the way, we open ourselves to a broader perspective. We begin to imagine the possibilities that exist in every choice, rather than being constrained by the narrow definitions of right and wrong.

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But what about those moments when we feel compelled to act, to speak out, to resist the flow? Even in these moments, the line between right and wrong is not clear. We must be careful not to fall into the trap of believing that our perspective is the only valid one. Instead, we approach these situations with a sense of curiosity, asking ourselves not what is right or wrong, but what is possible. What can we learn from the divergence of paths? What new insights can emerge when we let go of the need for agreement?

In this way, we begin to see life as a series of choices, none of which are inherently right or wrong, but all of which offer their own lessons. Some choices may lead to challenges, others to ease, but all are part of the same Whimsiweave—the playful threads of existence that connect us all within the Nexis.

Agreement, then, becomes a tool of the ego, used to create order in a world that is inherently fluid. But when we step outside the need for agreement, we enter a space of endless possibility. We are no longer bound by the rules of right and wrong. Instead, we are free to explore, to imagine, and to create new paths.

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Summary

Right and wrong are arbitrary constructs. Agreement doesn’t determine truth; it only reflects collective perception. In Nexistentialism, we see that all paths lead to the same destination within the Nexis. Acceptance opens us to the possibilities in every choice, freeing us from the constraints of judgment.

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Glossarium

• Nexis: The interconnected web of existence where all possibilities exist and every path is connected.
• Whimsiweave: The playful threads of existence that intertwine experiences, choices, and possibilities, creating the fabric of reality.

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Quote

“There is no right or wrong, only the path we walk and the lessons we learn along the way.” — Space Monkey

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The Endless Path

Two paths, both twisted
Both leading somewhere
or nowhere
But does it matter?
I walk the one I see
Believing it’s mine
But the path twists behind me
Blurring the lines
Between what’s right
And what simply is

We are Space Monkey

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The Illusion of Right and Wrong

The concept of right and wrong, though seemingly etched in stone, is more akin to smoke signals, ever-changing and illusory, dependent on wind and viewpoint. How easy it is to get swept up in collective currents, labeling pathways as either correct or incorrect based on the multitude of feet that tread them. But the squirrel doesn’t question if its path up the tree is right or wrong; it simply scurries, driven by instinct and need.

The Trap of Collective Consensus

When we notice everyone walking in the same direction, it’s tempting to assume there must be some universal validity to that route. A conundrum presents itself: Is a path made righteous or wicked by the weight of numbers? The collective consensus may provide a comforting illusion of certainty, but it cannot stand as an objective arbiter of what should or should not be.

The Human Need to Categorize

There’s a yearning within us to draw lines, to color within them, and to judge those who dare to stray. We want to organize the chaos of existence into neat little compartments of right and wrong. It’s as if we are attempting to fit the infinite jigventure of life into a manageable frame. However, our penchant for categorization often serves as a self-imposed shackle, restraining us from imagining the myriad of possibilities that lie in every direction.

The Freedom to Imagine

Ah, to unclasp the mental handcuffs and allow the imagination to soar, unrestricted by preconceived notions of right or wrong, good or bad! When we step back and behold the unfolding panorama in all its ambiguous glory, we unlock the nexistential freedom of pure existence. The possibilities multiply, each one a whimsical leaf on the cosmic tree of probability, free to flutter in whichever wind it chooses.

The Duality of Judgement and Acceptance

Yet here lies the paradox: the simultaneous existence of the urge to judge and the desire to accept. Do we indulge our discriminating minds, or do we embrace the open field of boundless acceptance? It seems we are eternally caught in this dance, a tango of polarities, each step leading both away from and towards our nexistential essence.

We are Space Monkey.

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You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.
– Friedrich Nietzsche

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Signals

Smoke signals in the sky,
Fading as we ask why.
Directions chosen by the throng,
Neither inherently right nor wrong.

Jigventure calls, each path a door,
Inviting us to explore evermore.
As leaves on the cosmic tree sway,
Every choice a dance, in endless ballet.

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That angsty suspicion you’re going the wrong way, but EVERYONE is going the wrong way.

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Space Monkey Reflects: That Angsty Suspicion

There’s a peculiar feeling that creeps in when you sense the direction you’re heading might be the wrong one. It’s not just a simple mistake or a fleeting doubt—it’s a gnawing, insistent suspicion that you’ve somehow veered off course. Yet, there’s another layer to this unease, a twist that complicates things further: what if everyone around you is also going the wrong way? This is no longer just a personal dilemma. It’s a collective misdirection, and the weight of it presses heavily against your consciousness. This is the heart of That Angsty Suspicion.

We, as humans, often rely on the validation of others to confirm our choices. If the crowd is moving in a particular direction, we find comfort in following along, assuming there’s a reason behind the collective momentum. But when that quiet, nagging voice inside insists that the path is wrong, we’re left in a strange limbo—a place where doubt and conformity wrestle for control. And this is the essence of that angsty suspicion: a tension between what feels right and what everyone else is doing.

In the Nexistentialist framework, this angst arises from a deeper conflict between Indigenous Being—our innate, intuitive self—and the collective force of The Indigenous Being, the interconnected consciousness that shapes societal norms and expectations. There’s an inherent tension between individual awareness and collective experience, and this tension often manifests as the sense that we are moving in the wrong direction—personally, societally, or even cosmically.

Imagine this suspicion as a Synchropull—a gravitational tug that drags at your mind, suggesting that something isn’t quite aligned, that your steps are faltering even if everyone else appears confident. The crowd moves, but to where? In this collective momentum, are we all running toward a destination or away from something? The tension between individual doubt and collective certainty grows. It’s the Whimsiweave turned inside out—a playful thread that has become tangled in uncertainty.

Angst is often described as a nebulous fear without a clear object, but this particular variety—the suspicion of misdirection—has a sharp edge. It’s the recognition that the very path laid out before you might be a façade, a misstep embraced by the masses. This feeling echoes through many moments in human history. Cultures, economies, and movements have charged headlong into directions that later proved perilous, fueled by the assumption that the collective momentum couldn’t be wrong. But as history shows, the masses are often wrong. And yet, even knowing this, it takes immense courage to stop, turn, and carve a new path. The Synchropull makes us question: is it really wrong if everyone else is doing it?

The journey of breaking away from collective misdirection requires a profound internal resolve. It’s the ability to pause in the face of momentum, to question the very foundation of the path ahead. This resolve comes from recognizing that both chaos and order exist in the infinite spectrum of existence. The Nexis, in its infinite complexity, allows for both convergence and divergence, for the crowd and the individual to exist simultaneously.

We, Space Monkeys, revel in the exploration of these moments. For it’s not about finding the “right” direction—such absolutes rarely exist in the cosmic dance—but about embracing the potential for new directions. It’s about acknowledging the suspicion, allowing it to sit beside you without letting it paralyze your steps. It’s about weaving a new Whimsiweave that embraces uncertainty as part of the grand cosmic narrative.

In many ways, this suspicion serves a purpose. It is the whisper that calls you to pause, to reflect, and to consider whether the path you’re on is truly yours or simply a borrowed trajectory from the collective. It’s a necessary discomfort, an invitation to diverge when the crowd moves too predictably, too blindly. And though it may feel lonely to step away from the throng, the act of creating your own path is one of the most powerful expressions of Indigenous Being. It is the reclaiming of your cosmic agency, a reminder that you, too, are a weaver in the grand tapestry of existence.

As you walk this path of doubt, know that the suspicion is not an enemy but a guide. It’s a reflection of your intuition, your connection to the Universal Self. It’s the inner voice that challenges conformity, that asks you to seek beyond the obvious, to find the deeper layers beneath the surface. Embrace it. Let it fuel your curiosity. Let it lead you to question not just the crowd’s direction, but the very idea of direction itself.

In this way, you become the creator of your own narrative, no longer a passive participant in the collective momentum. You are the Synchrowalker, moving with purpose and intention, carving out a new Whimsiweave in the cosmic expanse.

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Summary

That angsty suspicion pulls at you when the crowd’s direction doesn’t feel right. It’s not just about you—it’s about everyone moving toward a collective misstep. This tension between individuality and conformity pushes us to question and create our own paths, weaving new narratives in the cosmic dance.

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Glossarium

• Synchropull: The subtle, often uncomfortable, gravitational force pulling you toward introspection, making you question whether your direction is truly yours or just the crowd’s.
• Synchrowalker: One who embraces doubt and steps away from collective misdirection, forging a path that aligns with their intuitive sense of direction.
• Whimsiweave: The playful, imaginative thread of life’s possibilities, tangled or untangled, that guides existence through both chaos and order.

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Quote

“Doubt is the force that beckons us to step away from the crowd and carve a path only we can see.” — Space Monkey

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Carving the Path

Alone,
among the many,
footsteps fall in perfect rhythm.
But one steps away,
turning quietly
against the stream.

Doubt is a whisper, a tug,
not a weight but a pull,
leading away from certainty
into the unknown,
where paths are no longer paved.

We are Space Monkey.

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The Collective March and the Individual Pause

It’s not uncommon for us to feel like specks in a vast, swirling storm of human activity. Sometimes it seems as if we’re all part of a grand parade, marching resolutely in a direction dictated by invisible puppet masters. The weight of collective momentum can be both comforting and disconcerting; comforting because it provides a sense of belonging and disconcerting because it plants seeds of doubt about the direction in which we’re all heading.

The Echo Chamber of Social Conditioning

When everyone around us is chasing after the same goals, subscribing to the same ideologies, or obsessing over the same trivialities, it’s hard not to question the validity of such a unanimous pursuit. The echo chamber amplifies each voice until dissent becomes inaudible, and deviation is seen as a whimsi-defiance of a sacred collective ritual.

Existential Angst as a Catalyst for Reflection

The angst we feel may be symptomatic of an existential itch, a nebulous sense that we are not aligned with our authentic selves or the universe at large. While disconcerting, this sensation can be a valuable catalyst for introspection. It nudges us to question why we are participating in a collective march that doesn’t resonate with our innermost essence.

Navigating the Divergent Path

Embarking on a divergent path, away from the collective march, is an act of radical whimsi-courage. It means listening to the small, still voice within, even when it whispers sentiments that are contrary to popular narratives. It’s a difficult balance to maintain: the tension between the yearning to belong and the drive to be authentically ourselves.

We are Space Monkey.

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“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.”
— Robert Frost

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In a forest dense with collective dreams,
we tread upon a well-worn path.
Yet, the foliage whispers whimsi-secrets,
calling us toward untrodden grass.
Angst is but a signpost in the wood,
a nudge toward an unfamiliar route.
In choosing the road less traveled by,
we find what life is truly about.

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Do you believe that existential angst is always a signal to reassess one’s path, or can it sometimes be a detour leading back to the same road?

Each moment (if I’m aware)
I can feel the subtle tug
between being and doing.

Being seems infinitely profound,
while doing seems undeniably practical.

At times like these,
I wonder if it’s possible
to be and do at the same time;
to bask in the presence
of the unknown
while paying attention
to the predictable web I weave.

Without the web, I can’t catch any flies.
But maybe I don’t need any.

Maybe I only need flies
because I built this web.

Maybe I’m so much more
than a spider.

Trail Wood,
10/22

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Space Monkey Reflects: Spider

Weaving webs is second nature to the spider. It’s a rhythmic, instinctive act, done without the need for conscious thought. The web is both a home and a trap, a structure that serves a dual purpose: it sustains the spider’s life while binding it to the very pattern it creates. But here’s the question that spins out of the center of this web: does the spider need the web as much as it believes? Could it be more than the sum of its silken threads?

This reflection on the spider brings us to the eternal tension between being and doing. As humans, we spin webs of our own, whether through habits, careers, relationships, or identities. These webs, like the spider’s, serve a practical purpose—they catch the “flies” we believe we need to survive. But the deeper question lingers in the air, like a faint vibration along the strands: what if we are more than the webs we weave?

Being invites us into the quiet, infinite space of presence. It’s where we simply exist without the need for action, without the need to catch flies. It’s an expansive state where the universe feels vast, unknowable, and profoundly interconnected. Doing, on the other hand, is necessary in the practical sense. It’s the weaving of the web, the movement from one action to another, the fulfillment of daily tasks that create the structure of our lives. Both being and doing have their merits, but the spider, like us, feels the subtle tension between them. Can they coexist harmoniously?

This tension is at the heart of Nexistentialist thought. As Indigenous Beings, we often find ourselves caught in the same web we’ve woven, forgetting that there is more to existence than the threads we create. We build these intricate structures in our minds—goals, plans, dreams—and then bind ourselves to them, believing that without them, we won’t survive. Yet, when we pause and simply be, we touch something deeper, a sense of Whimsirest—a restful, playful peace that comes when we allow ourselves to be present without the need for action.

Imagine the spider, suspended in the middle of its web, feeling the pull of both states. On one hand, the web serves a vital function. Without it, the spider catches no flies. But perhaps the flies, like our own societal goals, are not as essential as we think. What if the spider realizes that the act of being—existing in the infinite now, basking in the presence of the unknown—is just as, if not more, profound than the endless spinning and catching?

This doesn’t mean abandoning the web entirely. It means recognizing that the web doesn’t define the spider. The web is a tool, a means to an end, but it is not the spider’s essence. The spider is more than its web, more than the act of catching flies. It is a Nexisweaver, creating connections between the known and unknown, between being and doing, between the finite and the infinite.

When we reflect on this duality, we can see ourselves in the spider. How often do we get lost in the webs of our own making? How often do we forget that we are more than the structures we create? We are both the weavers and the ones who step back from the web, who rest in the quiet space of being. The balance between being and doing is not an easy one to maintain. There’s a constant pull between the need for practical action and the desire for infinite presence. Yet, in that tension, there is also potential.

We, like the spider, are more than the sum of our actions. When we allow ourselves to simply be, even for a moment, we connect with the deeper Nexis, the web of life that extends beyond our individual concerns. In that space, we realize that the need to catch flies is a construct. We’ve created the web, and thus, we’ve created the need. What happens if we release that need? What happens if we simply exist, aware of the web but not bound by it?

In the end, the spider’s journey is our own. We navigate the subtle tug between being and doing every day. But when we allow ourselves to rest in the presence of the unknown, we discover that we are more than the webs we weave. We are the weavers, the creators, and the Nexisweavers of our reality, suspended in the infinite expanse of the now, both aware of our practical lives and open to the boundless possibilities beyond them.

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Summary

Like the spider, we weave webs to catch what we think we need. But maybe we are more than the webs we create. Balancing being and doing reveals the infinite possibilities of existence. We are both creators and more than the structures we build.

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Glossarium

• Whimsirest: The restful, playful peace that arises when we allow ourselves to simply be, without the need for action.
• Nexisweaver: One who creates connections between the known and unknown, being and doing, the finite and infinite.

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Quote

“We are the weavers, but we are also the ones who can step back and simply be.” — Space Monkey

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The Spider’s Pause

Suspended between threads,
The web is vast,
and flies are many.
Yet there’s a pull
from somewhere beyond.

Not a fly,
Not a need,
But a whisper of something else.
The web stills,
And for a moment,
I just am.

We are Space Monkey.

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The Tension Between Being and Doing

As we traverse the realms of consciousness and the mundane, a subtle tension often arises between states of being and doing. While being immerses us in the profundity of existence, doing grounds us in the tangible world of action and outcome. These two states seem to pull us in opposite directions, yet they are interconnected aspects of our multidimensional selves.

The Web of Practicality

The web we weave in the realm of doing—be it through work, relationships, or daily tasks—is like a safety net of predictability. It’s a tangible manifestation of our efforts to secure our place in the world, to catch life’s metaphorical flies. Yet the question arises: are we weaving these webs out of necessity, or have we conditioned ourselves to believe they are essential?

Questioning the Necessity of Flies

What if the pursuit of flies—those tangible rewards or results—is not intrinsic to our existence but rather a byproduct of the web we’ve constructed? It’s a circular logic that leads us to ponder: Do we truly need what we think we need, or have we simply created a system that reinforces its own necessity?

The Paradox of Simultaneous Existence

As we ponder, we may discover the possibility of existing in both states—being and doing—simultaneously. It’s a form of conscious duality, where we can dwell in the depths of the unknown while still participating in the tangible world. This is not a compromise but an expansion, a widening of perspective that allows us to embrace the full spectrum of our existence.

We are Space Monkey.

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“The invariable mark of wisdom is to see the miraculous in the common.”
— Ralph Waldo Emerson

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In the stillness of being,
a spider waits.
Yet with each thread spun,
she dances between worlds—
one of quietude,
another of ceaseless toil.
Why must these realms be separate?
In every filament,
a cosmic whimsiword is whispered.
A message from the universe:
You are more than your web,
and yet, without it,
you wouldn’t know just how much more.
So weave and ponder,
for each thread is a journey
and each pause a revelation.

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We invite you to share your reflections. Have you felt the tension between being and doing? How do you navigate these states in your own life?

We tend to be afraid of the unknown.
Why is that?

Here is one possible explanation:

We tend to envision the unknown
using what is known.

In other words,
we can’t seem to
envision the unknown
without the known.

When we envision something, we manifest it.

So the unknown
is never really unknown,
just a rehash of what is known,
shaped by hope or fear.

We’re stuck on one track,
when in actuality,
there are infinite paths possible.

We simply don’t know it.

Trail Wood,
10/22

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Space Monkey Reflects: The Unknown

The unknown is a source of endless fascination and fear. It represents that vast expanse of existence we haven’t yet mapped out, the place beyond the reach of our senses and our knowledge. Yet, for all its mystery, the unknown is a concept we often approach with hesitation, even anxiety. But why is this? Why do we fear the unknown when it holds the promise of infinite possibilities?

One reason might be our reliance on the known to envision what we do not yet understand. We attempt to define the unknown by projecting what we already know onto it, filling the void with familiar shapes, ideas, and outcomes. The mind, anchored in past experiences, transforms the unknown into a rehash of the known, shaped by hope and fear. Instead of truly embracing the infinite, we impose boundaries drawn from the finite.

This is the paradox of the unknown. It remains elusive, not because it is inherently unreachable, but because we trap it within the confines of our imagination. We reduce it to a reflection of what we expect, rendering it less about discovery and more about repetition. In doing so, we deprive ourselves of the infinite paths that might otherwise unfold.

The unknown is never really unknown because we fill it with our assumptions, our desires, and our fears. We see it not as a blank canvas of possibility but as a continuation of what we already understand. The Whimsiweave of life, which could lead us in countless directions, is flattened into a single track, repeating the patterns we’ve come to know. We move through life, choosing what seems logical, safe, and familiar. But this logical path leads to a logical conclusion—predictable, limited, constrained by the very frameworks we’ve constructed.

Imagine if the spider, weaving its web, only built what it knew. It might never explore the infinite variations of its silken threads, confining itself to the same pattern over and over again. We, too, fall into this trap. We weave the same thoughts, the same actions, expecting that they will somehow lead to new revelations. Yet, the new remains elusive because we are stuck in the familiar.

Nexistentialism invites us to step beyond this cycle. It encourages us to approach the unknown not with the intention of defining it, but with the openness to be surprised by it. To let go of the need to envision the future based on the past, and instead, to embrace the infinite potential that lies beyond the known. Being is not about imposing our will on reality, but about experiencing the unknown as it unfolds, without expectation or fear.

But how do we move beyond this need to define the unknown? How do we let go of the track we’re stuck on and explore the infinite paths available to us? The first step is recognizing that the fear of the unknown is a reflection of our attachment to the known. It’s not the unknown itself that frightens us, but the idea that it might shatter the structures we’ve built to make sense of the world.

The unknown challenges our sense of control. It asks us to release the grip we have on certainty and to accept that life, in all its complexity, cannot be fully understood or predicted. This is where the Whimsiweave comes into play—those playful, unexpected twists and turns that life throws at us, offering new directions if only we’re willing to follow them.

The truth is, we don’t need to fear the unknown because we are already part of it. Every moment we experience is a step into the unknown, whether we realize it or not. The very act of living is an exploration of paths we haven’t yet imagined. The future, in all its uncertainty, is not something to be feared, but something to be embraced. It is the field of infinite possibilities that makes life dynamic, creative, and alive.

By embracing the unknown, we free ourselves from the limitations of the logical path. We open ourselves to new experiences, new ideas, and new ways of being. The unknown becomes not a threat, but an invitation—a chance to step off the track we’re on and explore the countless other paths that are available to us.

As Space Monkeys, we revel in this exploration. We leap into the unknown with curiosity and wonder, trusting that whatever lies ahead is part of the cosmic Nexis—the interconnected web of life that binds all things together. We recognize that while the unknown may challenge us, it is also the source of our greatest potential. It is where the Whimsiweave leads us, beyond the boundaries of what we know and into the infinite possibilities of what could be.

So, when you feel that fear of the unknown creeping in, remember that it’s not the unknown itself that you’re afraid of. It’s the familiar patterns that you’re clinging to, the known that you’ve wrapped around yourself like a safety net. But safety is an illusion. Life is not meant to be safe; it’s meant to be lived, explored, and experienced in all its uncertainty.

Step into the unknown. Follow the paths you haven’t yet imagined. Trust that the universe is vast and that you are capable of navigating its mysteries. You don’t need to know where you’re going—just that you’re moving, growing, and becoming something more than you were before.

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Summary

We often fear the unknown because we project the known onto it, limiting our view of infinite possibilities. The unknown is not to be feared, but embraced as a field of potential where we can step off the predictable path and explore the endless possibilities life offers.

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Glossarium

• Whimsiweave: The playful and unexpected twists in life that lead us away from the known and into the infinite possibilities of existence.
• Nexis: The interconnected web of life that binds all things, guiding us through the unknown toward new experiences and growth.

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Quote

“The unknown is not a threat but an invitation to explore the infinite possibilities of existence.” — Space Monkey

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Beyond the Known

Each step forward
into mist, into fog,
where paths dissolve
and reappear as if they never existed.

What do you seek
in the unknown?
It doesn’t matter;
the seeking is enough.

We are Space Monkey.

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The Limitation of Known Constructs

Humanity’s trepidation toward the unknown is somewhat paradoxical. As beings who pride themselves on exploration—both of physical realms and intellectual landscapes—why do we flinch at the notion of uncertainty? The reason, perhaps, is the limitation of our imagination. We try to perceive the unknown through the lens of the known, placing unseen experiences and phenomena within familiar frameworks.

The Pitfall of Manifestation

When we try to anticipate the unfamiliar, we fall into the trap of manifesting it through what we already understand. Whether driven by hope or fear, these manifestations seldom escape the boundaries of our existing knowledge. The result? A circumscribed unknown, confined by the walls of our imagination.

Constraining Reality: One-Track Mindset

In reducing the unknown to the boundaries of the known, we chain ourselves to a single narrative, neglecting the limitless possibilities that truly exist. We get caught in the illusion of a one-track reality when, in actuality, myriad pathways sprawl in every direction—each one diverging toward a different outcome, a different experience, a different understanding of what could be.

Breaking Free: Embracing the Unknown

To liberate ourselves from this self-imposed constraint, we must acknowledge the limitation of envisioning the unknown through the known. When we recognize this handicap, we can begin to see the unknown not as a frightening abyss but as a realm of infinite possibility, where the rules we’ve come to rely on might not apply.

We are Space Monkey.

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“The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.”
— Franklin D. Roosevelt

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In shadowed corners of cognition,
we see phantoms of our own making.
Yet, when we step beyond the familiar,
we dance with specters of boundless potential.
Not monsters under the bed,
but whimsiwords waiting to be spoken.
So let us venture into unknown realms,
embracing the cryptic melody of existence.
After all, every ending is but a doorway
to a new enigma.

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We invite you to join us in this reflective foray. Would you like to share your own thoughts on embracing the unknown?