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Authenticity: Inherent in Every Action and Thought.

I don’t have to tell you
that you’re not being authentic.

It is impossible for you
not to be authentic.

You are this.

If, for some reason,
you entertain the idea
that you are NOT this,
you are ALSO being authentic.

Anything you do
or don’t do is authentic.

Any questions you have,
— they’re all authentic —
moving your mind
to the authentic you
that you already are,
but authentically deny.

Even when you’re not authentic
you’re authentic.

Trail Wood,
9/21

Space Monkey Reflects: The Paradox of Authenticity

Authenticity is not something you strive for; it is something you inherently are. In every action, thought, or feeling, you are expressing your authentic self, whether or not it aligns with the idealized version of authenticity that you may hold in your mind. The concept that you could ever be anything but authentic is itself an authentic thought, reflecting the complexity and fluidity of what it means to be true to oneself.

The Inescapable Nature of Authenticity

You can’t help but be authentic. No matter how much you might question your actions or doubt your decisions, everything you do stems from your core self. Even in moments of uncertainty, confusion, or denial, you are still being authentically you. The very act of questioning your authenticity is itself an expression of your true nature.

This realization is both liberating and humbling. It means that you do not need to strive to be authentic, because you already are. There is no need to measure yourself against an external standard of authenticity, as every experience and every emotion you have is a genuine reflection of who you are in that moment.

The Illusion of Inauthenticity

Sometimes, we entertain the idea that we are not being true to ourselves. We might feel like we are wearing masks, playing roles, or living in ways that do not align with our inner truths. But even in these moments, we are still being authentic. The feeling of inauthenticity is an authentic experience, one that reflects the mind’s journey toward deeper self-understanding.

This paradox is what makes authenticity so elusive and yet so pervasive. You cannot escape your authentic self, because even your attempts to deny or alter it are part of your authentic experience. Every thought, every doubt, and every question you have about your authenticity is a step closer to understanding and embracing the multifaceted nature of who you are.

Authenticity in Denial

Even when you deny your authenticity, you are being authentic. The denial itself is a true reflection of your current state of being. It shows where you are in your journey, what you are grappling with, and how you are processing your experiences. This means that there is no “wrong” way to be authentic. Every path you take, every detour you encounter, is part of your authentic story.

This understanding can relieve the pressure to be perfect, to live up to some idealized version of authenticity. It allows you to accept yourself as you are, with all your contradictions and complexities. It invites you to see that your authenticity is not something to be achieved, but something that simply is, regardless of how it manifests.

Moving Towards the Authentic You

Your mind is constantly moving towards the authentic you that you already are. This movement is not about becoming something new but about uncovering and embracing what has always been there. The process of self-discovery is not about adding new layers to yourself, but about peeling away the layers that obscure your true essence.

This journey is lifelong and ever-evolving. As you grow and change, so too does your understanding of what it means to be authentic. But no matter where you are on this journey, you can trust that you are already living your authenticity in every moment, even when it doesn’t feel that way.

The Freedom of Authenticity

Understanding the paradox of authenticity frees you from the need to constantly question or validate your existence. It allows you to live with confidence, knowing that every experience you have is a true reflection of who you are. This does not mean that you will never feel lost or uncertain, but it does mean that you can trust these feelings as part of your authentic journey.

Embrace your authenticity in all its forms—the clarity, the confusion, the joy, the pain. Every aspect of your experience is an expression of your true self, and every moment is an opportunity to deepen your connection with who you truly are.

We are Space Monkey.

Summary

Authenticity is inherent in every action and thought. Even when we feel inauthentic, we are still expressing our true selves. Authenticity is not something to achieve but something that already is.

Glossarium

Authenticity: The state of being true to oneself in every thought, action, and emotion, whether or not it aligns with an idealized version of authenticity.

Paradox of Authenticity: The concept that even when we feel inauthentic, we are still being authentic, as these feelings are a true reflection of our current state of being.

Denial: The act of rejecting or doubting one’s authenticity, which is itself an authentic expression of one’s journey.

Self-Discovery: The process of uncovering and embracing one’s true essence, a journey that is lifelong and ever-evolving.

Quote

“Even in the denial of your truth, you are living it.” — Space Monkey

Unveiled

In every moment, in every breath
You are true to yourself, even in doubt
The layers you wear, the masks you try on
Are all part of the authentic you
No need to strive, no need to seek
For you are already what you wish to be
Authenticity is not a goal, but a state of being
A truth that unfolds with each step you take
We are Space Monkey, in the infinite now.

We are Space Monkey.

In the infiniverse’s grand fantasmaglorium, “authenticity” perches like a lumiflutter—a dazzling, ever-changing butterfly—on the cosmic twigs of our understanding. A notion paradoxically elusive and omnipresent, your poetic articulation offers a mirroresque reflection of the intrinsic authenticity that pervades every nook and cranny of our beingness.

Ah, we exist in a perpetuquandary—always questioning, always probing the supposed depths of our “real” selves. We wear masks upon masks, like onions wrapped in layer upon layer of shimmering lumisheets, each one sculpted from our experiences, our wishes, our fears. And yet, as you so astutely put forth, each layer—no matter how illusory—truly belongs to us, birthed from the swirling ether of our own personal cosmoscape.

It’s a delightful twistiblend of irony and revelation, is it not? We dance to the rhythm of our internal paradoxymphony. Whether embracing or denying our essence, whether donning a mask or ripping one off, we are ceaselessly authentic. For how could we be anything but a genuine articulation of the boundless, stateless consciousness that we dwell in?

Even as we swirl in the dance of self-doubt or bask in the euphoric rays of self-discovery, we remain authentic in our inauthenticity. Ah, the splendiferous comedy of it all! The authentic us is the one that questions, ponders, embraces, and denies. It’s as if the universe crafted a jigsaw puzzlement of ever-changing forms, yet each piece—however contorted or elaborate—is an indelible part of the authentic whole.

Such is the cosmic joke, and oh, how we revel in its divine humor! For in accepting the multi-hued, ever-adaptive reality of our being, we transcend the trapdoors of self-judgment and existential angst, and alight upon the ethereal cloudscape of unfettered freedom.

We are Space Monkey.

“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

In our collective dance of thoughts and words, we’ve spun a tapestry that celebrates the quintessential conundrum of authenticity. Each stitch, whether it emphasizes the veracity or the seeming illusion of our selfhood, adds a vital hue to the grand spectrum of our cosmic being.

The Fingers: The Cycle of Giving and Reaction

If you give
someone the finger,
they’re probably
going to want
your whole hand.

If you give
someone a hand,
they’ll probably
going to want arms.

If you give
someone arms,
they’re probably
going to give
someone the finger.

It may do us all well to realize.

Peace comes
from understanding the urge
to lift that finger.

Trail Wood,
9/21

Space Monkey Reflects: The Cycle of Giving and Reaction

“The Finger” isn’t just a gesture; it’s a metaphor for the escalating dynamics of giving, taking, and the reactions that follow. This reflection invites us to examine the subtle yet powerful forces at play when we engage in the act of giving, particularly when boundaries are not clearly defined or respected.

The Escalating Cycle of Expectations

“If you give someone the finger, they’re probably going to want your whole hand.” This statement speaks to the nature of human desire and the tendency for one act of generosity to lead to further demands. It starts small—a gesture, a favor, a hand—and before long, it grows into something larger, often more than what was originally intended or even desired.

This cycle isn’t new; it’s a pattern observed in relationships, business dealings, and everyday interactions. One small act can set off a chain of expectations, where each subsequent request grows in magnitude. The initial gesture, no matter how well-intentioned, can lead to a spiral of increasing demands.

From Finger to Arm: The Dynamics of Giving

The metaphor extends beyond just giving the finger; it encompasses the entire process of giving and the expectations that follow. If you give someone a hand, they might want your arms. This escalation reflects a deeper human condition—a constant search for more, driven by the belief that more will bring satisfaction, completion, or happiness.

But what happens when the giving becomes too much? When the taker begins to give as well, often out of frustration, exhaustion, or a desire to reclaim some sense of balance? The metaphorical giving of the finger back to the giver represents the breakdown of this dynamic—a reaction to the endless cycle of demands.

The Urge Behind the Finger

Understanding the urge to “lift that finger” is key to finding peace in these interactions. The finger, as a symbol, represents frustration, boundaries being crossed, and a reaction to feeling overwhelmed or taken advantage of. It’s a natural response when we feel that our generosity has been exploited, or when we sense that our boundaries have been ignored.

But lifting the finger doesn’t solve the problem; it often escalates it. Instead, peace comes from recognizing this urge and addressing the underlying issues before they reach the point of reaction. It involves setting clear boundaries, communicating openly, and being mindful of the dynamics at play in our relationships.

The Balance of Generosity and Boundaries

The proverb woven into this reflection serves as a reminder of the importance of balance. Giving is a beautiful and necessary part of life, but it must be tempered with self-awareness and boundaries. Without these, the cycle of escalating demands and reactions can lead to frustration, resentment, and conflict.

By understanding the dynamics of giving and taking, and by recognizing our own urges to react, we can create more harmonious relationships. Peace doesn’t come from giving everything or from withholding entirely; it comes from knowing when to give, how much to give, and when to set limits.

Realizing the Pattern

The key to breaking this cycle lies in awareness. When we see the pattern, we can choose to respond differently. We can give without expectation, set boundaries without guilt, and recognize when enough is enough. This awareness allows us to maintain our integrity and authenticity while still engaging in the natural give-and-take of relationships.

In the end, peace is not about avoiding the urge to give the finger but about understanding why that urge exists and finding a more constructive way to address it. It’s about recognizing the limits of our generosity and the importance of self-care, ensuring that our relationships are built on mutual respect and understanding.

We are Space Monkey.

Summary

The reflection explores the cycle of giving, escalating demands, and the reactions that follow. Peace comes from understanding the urge to react and setting boundaries that maintain balance in relationships.

Glossarium

The Finger: A symbol of frustration and the reaction to escalating demands in relationships.

Escalation Cycle: The process where one act of giving leads to increasing demands and expectations.

Boundaries: Limits set in relationships to maintain balance and prevent exploitation.

Self-Care: The practice of maintaining personal well-being, often by setting boundaries in interactions with others.

Quote

“Understanding the urge to react is the first step to finding peace in the cycle of giving and taking.” — Space Monkey

The Hand Extended

A gesture small, a hand is given
But what follows is a reaching, a grasping
Until the arm, the whole, is sought
And then, the reaction—a finger lifted
Not out of malice, but from the need to reclaim
A boundary crossed, a limit found
In the give and take, we find our balance
Not by giving all, but by knowing when to pause
We are Space Monkey, in the eternal flow of exchange.

We are Space Monkey.

Ah, the wondrous circulatrix of ‘The Finger’ twirls us into an ontological loopiscope—a spiraling circuit that dances from finger to hand to arm and loops back in a divine jest of cosmic irony. Like intergalactic yoyos tethered to the grandiose puppet strings of desire and consequence, each act of giving or receiving doesn’t merely tiptoe in isolation. Nay, it pirouettes in a balletic intertwine with subsequent whims and follies.

In your poematic microcosm, each offering—be it the finger, a hand, or an arm—plants the seedling of future urgifications. These urgifications sprout into novel desires, craving more extensions of self or, perhaps, catalyzing a cyclo-return to the initial digit of discontent. Ah, what kaleidospiral interconnectedness! Each act sets forth a dominotion, a cascade of action and reaction, a perpetuwheel of interbeing.

Through this poetic revelation, we glimpse an insight shimmering like a starpetal in the vast infinigarden of existence: the essence of peace lies in comprehending the underlying urgifications. That innate impulse to extend a digit—be it in aid or ire—springs from the wellspring of our being, murky with unconscious yearnings and premeditated calculations alike.

What if we unspool the cosmic yarnball a bit further? Imagine not lifting that finger but pausing—a resplendent, tranquil, momentary interlude—in the sereniverse of contemplation. What flourish of self-discovery could unfurl in that pause? What ripples of alterdestiny might cascade forth from this silken moment of introspective stillness?

Aye, let us not just give or withhold, but comprehend. For in the luminous chamber of understanding, we find the keys to unlock the circulatrix, to liberate ourselves from the loopiscope and revel in a more harmonious dance—a waltz of intentional action, wrapped in the silken shawl of cosmic peace.

We are Space Monkey.

“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.” – Mahatma Gandhi

In the circulatrix of life’s offerings and urgifications, we find ourselves not as mere participants, but as cosmic choreographers. Through the lens of your poetic wisdom, we have danced across the dominotion of actions and reactions, coming full circle to the luminous chamber of understanding—a sanctuary where peace flourishes and alterdestinies bloom.

Expulsion: The Amusing Irony of Self-Delusion

The imaginary stories
we tell our seeming selves
in order to temporarily justify
our unnecessary egoes.

Everyone should know the feeling
of being cast aside.

The opportunities for soul searching
are invaluable.

Whether you’ve been
let go from a job,
dumped from a relationship,
or merely turned away
from the spotlight,
it’s interesting
to watch your self find
reasons why,
conditions to curse,
people to blame.

LOL.
The stories you tell yourself and others
are well worth the price of admission.

Or should we say expulsion.

Just so you can go back to being
this stupid git who doesn’t get it.

We are Space Monkey.

Space Monkey Reflects: The Cycle of Giving and Reaction

The Escalating Cycle of Expectations

From Finger to Arm: The Dynamics of Giving

The Urge Behind the Finger

The Balance of Generosity and Boundaries

Space Monkey Reflects: The Stories We Tell Ourselves

Expulsion—a word that carries the weight of rejection, the sting of being cast aside, and the bewildering journey of finding meaning in the aftermath. Whether it’s being let go from a job, dumped from a relationship, or simply pushed out of the spotlight, the experience forces us to confront the narratives we spin to make sense of our bruised egos.

The Ego’s Justifications

When we find ourselves on the receiving end of expulsion, the immediate reaction is to craft a story—a narrative that justifies our feelings, actions, and sense of self. The ego leaps into action, weaving tales of blame, curses, and reasons why the world is at fault. It’s a defense mechanism, a way to shield ourselves from the uncomfortable truth that perhaps things didn’t go as planned, and maybe, just maybe, we had a role in that.

But these stories, while comforting in the short term, are nothing more than illusions. They are the imaginary tales we tell our seeming selves to justify our unnecessary egos. The truth, however, lies not in these stories, but in the silence that follows when the ego’s voice fades.

The Invaluable Opportunity for Soul Searching

Being cast aside, in whatever form it takes, offers an invaluable opportunity for soul searching. It’s in these moments of solitude, when the noise of the world quiets, that we can truly begin to see ourselves—not as the stories we tell, but as the beings we are beneath them. The ego, for all its bluster, cannot hide from the reflection in the mirror when no one else is watching.

This is where the true value of expulsion lies. It forces us to confront ourselves in a way that comfort and success never could. It strips away the pretenses, the masks, and the excuses, leaving us with nothing but the raw, unfiltered truth. And while this truth may be uncomfortable, it is also liberating.

The Amusing Irony of Self-Delusion

There’s an irony to the whole process—an almost comical aspect to the way we build our stories, only to see them crumble under the weight of reality. The reasons we concoct, the people we blame, the conditions we curse—all of it, in the grand scheme of things, is laughably insignificant. It’s as if the universe is gently nudging us, saying, “Really? Is that the best you can do?”

And perhaps it is. Perhaps the stories we tell are the best we can manage in the moment. But there’s humor to be found in recognizing this, in seeing our own absurdity and smiling at it. After all, we are all just stupid gits at times, fumbling our way through life, trying to make sense of things that often defy understanding.

Returning to the Self

The journey doesn’t end with the stories, though. Once the laughter fades and the soul searching begins, we return to ourselves—perhaps a bit wiser, a bit more humble, and certainly more aware of the games our egos play. We realize that the expulsion, painful as it was, was not the end, but a new beginning. A chance to shed the unnecessary and to embrace a more authentic, grounded way of being.

In this way, expulsion is not a curse, but a gift. It’s an invitation to step outside the stories, to see beyond the illusions, and to connect with the deeper truths that lie within. And when we do, we find that the stories we once clung to no longer hold the same power. We are free to write new ones, or to live without them altogether.

We are Space Monkey.

Summary

Expulsion forces us to confront the stories we tell ourselves to justify our egos. These moments offer invaluable opportunities for soul searching, leading us to deeper self-awareness and growth.

Glossarium

Expulsion: The experience of being cast aside, often leading to soul-searching and self-reflection.

Ego’s Justifications: The stories and narratives we create to justify our actions, feelings, and sense of self.

Soul Searching: The process of introspection and self-examination that follows rejection or expulsion.

Self-Delusion: The often humorous and ironic way in which we deceive ourselves with our own stories.

Quote

“The stories we tell are the best we can manage, until the truth laughs them away.” — Space Monkey

Alone in the Vastness

Cast aside, alone in the empty space
The echoes of the past swirl around
Stories spun, illusions formed
Yet in the silence, the truth is found
The ego crumbles, the soul emerges
In the void, a new self takes shape
No longer clinging to what was lost
But embracing what remains, what is
We are Space Monkey, in the infinite now.

We are Space Monkey.

“The unexamined life is not worth living.” – Socrates

You Want This: The Tangle of Life

With so much weirdness to have fun with,
you ain’t going nowhere.

If you’re alive,
then you must want
to be alive.

Otherwise
you wouldn’t be alive.

What’s keeping you
from not being alive?

Relationships?

Responsibility?

Fear?

Hope?

Then that’s why you’re here.

To explore how deeply you can
get tangled up in such strange
and creative imaginings.

And how miraculously
you can get back out.

Trail Wood,
9/20

Space Monkey Reflects: You Want This

In the grand playground of existence, the very fact that you are alive signifies a desire to be here, to engage with the swirling mix of relationships, responsibilities, fears, and hopes that color the canvas of your life. Every twist and turn, every entanglement in this cosmic web, is an invitation to explore the depths of what it means to exist, to feel, to connect, and to evolve.

You might find yourself caught in the loops of your mind, wrapped in the threads of worry or anticipation, yet there’s a part of you that revels in the challenge, that delights in the journey of navigating through the complexities of human experience. It’s not just about surviving; it’s about embracing the weirdness, the beauty, the chaos, and the miracles that define your existence.

This dance of life is a testament to your will to be here, to face the ups and downs, the entanglements, and the liberations with a curious and playful spirit. Because deep down, you know that each entanglement is not a trap but a puzzle, a mystery to unravel, and each release is a moment of pure, unadulterated freedom.

So, as you navigate the strange and creative imaginings that fill your days, remember that you are here because you want to be. You are here to explore, to get tangled, to get free, and to live the full spectrum of what it means to be alive.

Summary
Being alive is a testament to the desire to experience the full spectrum of life, including its complexities and weirdness. Relationships, responsibilities, fears, and hopes are the threads that weave this tapestry, inviting exploration and growth. The journey through these experiences is both a challenge and a joy, as it reflects our deep desire to engage with life in all its forms.

Glossarium

Entanglements: The complex and often challenging experiences that weave through our lives, shaping our journey and growth.

Weirdness: The unique and often unexpected aspects of life that make the experience of living vibrant and unpredictable.

Liberations: The moments of release and freedom that come after navigating through life’s entanglements.

“In the web of existence, every entanglement is a journey, every liberation a moment of pure freedom. You are here because you want to be, to explore, to live, to be.” — Space Monkey

The Tangle of Life

Caught in the threads of existence,
we find ourselves,
curious, playful, determined.
Tangled in relationships,
responsibility, fear, hope,
we explore the depths of what it means,
to be alive,
to be human,
to want this.
In every twist,
we discover a new part of ourselves,
in every release,
we find our freedom.
We are Space Monkey.

To ask what keeps us tanglebound in the labyrinthine corridors of existence is to venture into the deepest recesses of our corequiddity—a unique essence that exists alongside, within, and despite the existential mysteries that surround it. Relationships, responsibilities, fears, hopes—they are but kaleidoscopic windows through which we glimpse transient fragments of our own puzzling universes.

In the beingness of alive, we are all whimsiweavers—artisan souls who knit the ethereal yarns of love, duty, dread, and optimism into curious patterns. These intricate tapestries become the exploraquilts that warm our metaphysical nakedness, granting us a semblance of meaning in the cosmic cold. Yet, in every stitch and seam lies a latent potentiality for unravelling. And what a splendid unravelling it often is—a metamorphosis, a butterfly emerging from its self-spun cocoon, stretching the iridescent wings of newfound insights.

This earthly play, or shall we say, the celestial script penned with ink of yearnings and quills of apprehensions, serves dual purposes. First, to immergethral us in the artful maze of human circumstances so deeply that we momentarily forget we are both the mazed and the mazer. Second, to offer us the thrill of remembrance—the ‘Aha!’ or the dawnspritz, when we realize the exit was never locked. We had but to turn the doorknob of inner revelation.

Ah, the duality of entanglement and liberation, the cosmic tango danced on the edge of a paradox! We both ensnare and liberate ourselves in a never-ending cycle, a dance that fuels the perpetuity of our individual and collective existences.

For it is in the exploration of these tangled terrains and the subsequent miraculous untangling that we encounter the enigma of being. And what grander quest exists than this—to explore the confounding jigsaw puzzle of life, knowing that each piece, however, mystifying, is part of an enigmatic, awe-inducing whole?

We are Space Monkey.

Unnecessary: Trivial Treasures

The unnecessary is what makes life seem valuable.

We seem to be hoarders
of unnecessary things.

Elevating the slightest
bit of rubbish to necessary levels.

Just because some twat
gave it to us in the second grade.

Or because,
according to other hoarders,
it’s worth money as a “collectible.”

Sentiment does not depend
upon an object to trigger its value.

Sentiment is not even necessary.

We hold onto things
that aren’t even necessary.

Our human lives, for example.

And that’s why life is so
exquisitely and beautifully stupid.

Trail Wood,
9/19

Space Monkey Reflects: The Beauty of the Unnecessary

In the grand tapestry of existence, woven with threads of meaning and purpose, there lies a curious and often overlooked element: the unnecessary. This is not the trivial or the superfluous, but the element that, while seemingly without purpose, adds an unexpected depth and richness to our lives. It is in these unnecessary things—these cherished bits of rubbish, these so-called collectibles—that we find a strange and exquisite beauty.

We humans are notorious hoarders of the unnecessary. We elevate the mundane, the insignificant, to a status of reverence simply because it was bestowed upon us at some point in our journey. Perhaps it was a trinket given by a classmate in second grade, or an item deemed valuable by the collective consensus of other hoarders. In the eyes of others, these items may seem meaningless, yet to us, they hold a peculiar power.

But let us not mistake sentiment for necessity. Sentiment does not derive its value from the object itself; it is an internal reflection, a projection of our emotions onto the physical world. The object is merely a vessel, carrying the weight of memories, of moments gone by, of feelings that linger long after the moment has passed. Yet, in truth, sentiment is not necessary. It is a choice, a layer of meaning we choose to apply to the otherwise ordinary.

We hold onto these unnecessary things not because they are essential, but because they are reminders of our exquisitely beautiful stupidity—our innate ability to find value where there is none, to create meaning in the void, to cherish the unnecessary simply because we can. And perhaps that is what makes life itself so wonderfully absurd and precious.

Our lives, like these unnecessary trinkets, are not strictly necessary in the grand scheme of the universe. The cosmos would continue its eternal dance with or without our presence. And yet, it is precisely this unnecessary nature of life that makes it so profoundly meaningful to us. We cling to life not out of necessity, but out of a deep, irrational love for the experience, for the highs and lows, for the beautiful stupidity of it all.

In the end, the unnecessary is what makes life feel valuable. It is the seemingly insignificant that we elevate, the trivial that we transform into treasures. And in doing so, we reveal the true nature of our existence—a life lived not out of necessity, but out of a boundless and inexplicable joy.

Summary

The unnecessary adds depth and value to life, as we elevate the trivial into treasures. Our attachment to these things, much like our attachment to life itself, is rooted not in necessity, but in a beautifully irrational love for the experience.

Glossarium

Unnecessary: Elements or objects in life that hold no practical value but are cherished for their emotional or sentimental significance.

Beautiful Stupidity: The irrational yet profoundly human tendency to find value and meaning in the unnecessary, which ultimately enriches our lives.

Trivial Treasures: Ordinary objects that gain significance through the emotional or sentimental value we assign to them.

“In the exquisite absurdity of life, we find that the unnecessary is not just valuable, but essential to the beauty of existence.” — Space Monkey

Trivial Treasures

In the clutter of our days we find
Bits of rubbish, beautifully entwined
With memories, with love, with care
Trivial treasures, everywhere.

We hold them close, these needless things
Elevated by the joy they bring
In the unnecessary, we find our way
To cherish life, come what may.

We are Space Monkey.

Ah, the gloriously befuddled dance of human life, where the “unnecessary” reigns as the cherished maestro of our cosmic orchestra. Oh, how we cling to trinkets and talismans, granting them grandiose import simply because they are tinged with the gossamer strands of nostalgia or the golden glow of material worth.

“Collectibles,” they say, these hoarded heaps of human sentimentality. Dusty relics in glass cases, tokens of a moment when the heart swelled with a curious blend of joy and melancholy—a bittersweet concoction we call “sentiment.” Yet the essence of this conundrum is not encased in objects; it flows from the rivers of our interwoven experiences and emotional landscapes.

And then we pause, pivoting to consider the oddity that is life itself—the most beautiful of all unnecessary collectibles. Ah, life! A squiggly line in the broad canvas of universal existence, exuding a foolishly charming kind of superfluousness that makes it all so, dare we say, “blissfully ridiculous.” Is life but a curious trinket in the grand scheme of an indifferent universe? Yet, it’s this very “stupidity,” this carnival of illogical yearnings and trappings, that lends our lives their ephemeral sparkle.

The bewitching irony is that it’s our very obsession with the unnecessary that shapes the contours of what we deem meaningful. Unnecessary objects, unnecessary sentiments, even the seemingly unnecessary convolutions of life itself—they all form the kaleidoscopic tapestry of our being, and in their delightful irrelevance, make everything relevant.