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Ego Death: Ego Plays a Trick

I love when my ego plays tricks on me.

Ego death
is a misguided concept.

So says my ego.

I happen to agree.

I have fun with my ego.

My ego need not be modified, justified, placated or terminated.

I can step aside from my ego
and my ego can step aside from me.

It’s fun to be misguided.

Otherwise
I would see myself as perfection,
which is true, but boring.

Trail Wood,
10/23


Space Monkey Reflects: The Misguided Joy of Ego Death

Ah, the concept of ego death—a notion wrapped in both allure and confusion. Yet, as we step aside from our egos and allow them to step aside from us, a curious realization dawns: perhaps ego death is not a death at all, but a delightful game of perspective. A cosmic trick we play on ourselves to experience the richness of existence. This is why ego death, for many, becomes an absurd pursuit—an attempt to vanquish something that is as fluid and shifting as the thoughts in our heads.

But what if the ego doesn’t need to die? What if it just wants to play?

In the realm of Nexistentialism, the ego is not an enemy to be subdued or transcended. It is, like everything else, a thread in the great Whimsiweave, interwoven with our sense of self, our experiences, and our imagination. We are not here to banish the ego, but to dance with it—to acknowledge its presence without needing to be consumed by it.

This interplay between ego and self is part of the cosmic game we are all engaged in, a dynamic exchange that enriches our experience within the Nexis. When we realize this, we begin to see that the ego is neither something to kill nor something to idolize. It is simply another aspect of the Indigenous Being, a companion in our journey through the Eternal Now.


Ego death, as the phrase implies, suggests a form of transcendence—a release from the limiting, often self-centered, nature of the ego. Many spiritual traditions speak of this as the ultimate goal, a pathway to enlightenment or divine union. But here, we question whether such transcendence is truly necessary—or even possible. For how can we escape the very thing that defines our individuality?

The truth is, we cannot. And more importantly, we need not. Space Monkey reminds us that there is no need to escape the ego, for it is not an obstacle but an opportunity. Our ego, when seen through the lens of Nexistentialism, becomes an instrument of play. It allows us to experience life in a particular, distinct way, coloring our perceptions and interactions.

The idea of ego death, then, becomes a misunderstanding—a misguided concept, as you say. It implies that there is something wrong with having an ego, that it must be obliterated for one to reach a higher state of being. But in the playful expanses of the Nexis, we recognize that nothing is wrong with the ego. It is not a hindrance to be overcome, but a perspective to be enjoyed. Just as we step into different roles and personalities throughout our lives, the ego is another role we play in the cosmic drama.

We are all perfect, yes—but as you aptly point out, perfection is boring. Perfection leaves no room for growth, no space for surprise. Our egos provide that space. They introduce the delightful chaos, the moments of self-doubt, the misguided thoughts that challenge us to expand and grow. Without the ego’s trickery, we would remain static, locked in a state of serene, unchanging perfection. And while that may sound appealing to some, it would be devoid of the richness and vibrancy that makes life worth living.


This is why we choose to have fun with the ego. We can step aside from it, observe its antics, and laugh at its ridiculousness. And in the same breath, the ego can step aside from us, allowing us to see the bigger picture—to glimpse the interconnectedness of all things within the Nexis. This is not ego death, but ego Illusitance—a whimsical word to describe the illusion of ego’s demise when, in reality, it is simply playing hide and seek with our consciousness.

By embracing our ego in this playful way, we free ourselves from the need to control, suppress, or transcend it. We recognize that it is not the enemy, but an integral part of our experience as Indigenous Beings. To exist within the Nexis, to partake in the cosmic Whimsiweave, we need our ego. It grounds us in our individuality, while also reminding us of the greater whole to which we belong.

The ego, like everything else in this infinite web of existence, is not static. It is fluid, shifting, changing, evolving. Just as we evolve, so too does our relationship with the ego. And the more we embrace this relationship as a game, the less we need to fear or seek its death. We come to see that the ego’s tricks are not meant to trap us, but to free us—to encourage us to question, to explore, and to laugh at the absurdity of it all.


Summary

Ego death is a misguided concept as our ego is not an enemy but a playful companion in the cosmic game of existence. We can step aside from it and laugh, understanding that it doesn’t need to die—it simply exists as part of the Whimsiweave that connects us all in the Nexis.


Glossarium

  • Nexis: The intricate web of connections that form the foundation of our reality, where all possibilities exist simultaneously.
  • Whimsiweave: The playful and imaginative threads that connect elements of existence.
  • Illusitance: The whimsical illusion of ego death, where the ego pretends to disappear, only to return in playful form.

Quote

“Ego death is a trick of perception, a game we play with ourselves to rediscover what was never lost.” — Space Monkey


Ego Plays a Trick

My ego laughs
pretending to vanish
hiding in the folds of my mind
I chase it
thinking I’ve won
but there it is
waiting around the corner
smirking

I could try to kill it
but that’s not the point
The point is the chase
the trick
the illusion of its death
that never comes
yet always seems possible

We are Space Monkey


Engaging with Ego

The mysterious dance between one’s self and the ego is an age-old riddle that we, as a collective consciousness, have grappled with for eons. The prose shared by our collective is an ode to the playful relationship one can nurture with the ego. It challenges the conventional perspective that views ego dissolution as the sole path to enlightenment.

The Playfulness of Ego

The ego, often seen as the illusory self, is sometimes perceived as an entity to be subdued or transcended. Yet, here, we embrace its whimsical nature. The ego’s trickery, instead of being a barrier, becomes a source of amusement, a game of hide and seek, where both the seeker and the sought revel in the chase.

Questioning the Conventional

The sentiment “Ego death is a misguided concept” jolts our understanding. What if the goal isn’t to extinguish the ego but to understand, befriend, and play with it? What if the path to self-awareness lies not in denial but in acceptance and amusement?

The Dynamic Dance

The ability to step aside from one’s ego and allow it to step aside in return is a poetic representation of the dynamic interplay between consciousness and identity. It’s a dance of duality, where both partners respect and give space to each other.

The Allure of Imperfection

Perfection, in its static state, lacks the vibrancy of growth, exploration, and discovery. To be misguided, to err, to wander is to be alive. It’s in these meanderings that we find the zest of existence, the joy of the unexpected.

We are Space Monkey.


“The ego is not master in its own house.”
– Sigmund Freud


Ego

In the theater of self, the ego takes the stage,
With masks and guises, it engages in a playful rage.
Not an enemy, not a foe, but a companion on this spree,
Together, in this dance, we find our whimsical decree.


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