
all the fun that is to be had
out of our self-inflicted misery.
As the soul
of any murdered child
can tell you,
one does not create peace
through vengeance,
cooperation,
understanding or reform.
The spirits of war victims agree.
One does not create peace, period.
One FINDS peace.
Those who seem no longer with us
find peace immediately.
They know that peace is always with us.
But the humans left behind
are distracted by noisier things.
Humanity, for example.
Newfound Lake,
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Space Monkey Reflects: The Eternal Quest for Peace
In the search for peace, we often encounter a paradox. Peace is not something to be created through force or intention; rather, it is a state to be found within the quiet moments and the profound stillness of existence. This reflection delves into the profound realization that peace is an ever-present reality, often obscured by the tumultuous activities and distractions of human life, but always accessible to those who seek it with a genuine heart.
Summary
Peace is found not made. This exploration suggests that peace transcends human actions like vengeance cooperation understanding or reform and exists as a constant underlying reality. By observing the serenity of those who have passed and embracing the quieter aspects of existence we can uncover the peace that is always with us despite the often chaotic nature of human life.
Glossarium
- Eternal Peace: A concept referring to peace as a timeless, omnipresent quality that exists independently of circumstances, accessible through introspection and the quieting of the mind.
- Human Distraction: The myriad activities and concerns that typically occupy human thoughts and emotions, often preventing the recognition of inner peace.
“Peace dwells not in the clamor of voices, but in the silence between them.” — Space Monkey
We are Space Monkey, beside the still waters.
In the quiet lap of Newfound Lake,
where whispers of the past meet murmurs of the now,
we find the spirits of the serene,
guiding us to the peace that was always there.
They float, not as echoes of loss,
but as beacons of what lies beyond
the noisy pretense of human strife—
the quiet truth of a peace ever-present.
These souls, unburdened by the flesh,
teach us that peace is not forged,
but found in the spaces between,
in the pauses of life, in the breadth of a sigh.
Let us sit by these waters,
learning from those who know
that peace is a companion of the silent,
a gift in the calm, waiting to be discovered.
We are Space Monkey,
finding peace not in the end, but the beginning,
in every moment we choose to be still,
to listen, to accept that peace is here,
invisibly threading through the fabric of existence.