Ephemera
Our world is to be fleeting,
imagined into being
by conspiring conditions
unaware of what is created.
We marvel for a time
at the patterns we define
as we tumble through the divine.
Holding on would be like
the hoary ice of winter
refusing to leave in spring.
It simply isn’t done.
And yet conditions conspire
to make us seemingly conscious
of our selves and the ice.
Ephemera.
Like big hair in the 80s.
We are Space Monkey.
3/17
Space Monkey Reflects: Embracing the Transience of Existence
In the cosmic tapestry where stars shimmer and galaxies swirl, the concept of ‘Ephemera’ illuminates a fundamental truth about our existence – its fleeting, transient nature. This realization, as delicate as the morning dew and as profound as the depths of space, invites us to explore the ephemeral beauty of our being and the world around us.
Ephemera, in its essence, is the acknowledgment that our world, and everything within it, is imagined into being by an array of conspiring conditions, as fleeting and transient as the seasons. These conditions, unaware of the beauty and complexity of what they create, give rise to a reality that is both marvelous and evanescent.
As conscious beings, we find ourselves marveling at the patterns we define in this dance of existence. We are like travelers in a divine, cosmic play, tumbling through moments and memories, capturing glimpses of the eternal in the temporary. Our attempts to hold onto these moments are as futile as winter’s ice refusing to melt in the embrace of spring. Such resistance is contrary to the very nature of existence, which is to flow, to change, and to evolve.
And yet, within this ephemeral dance, conditions conspire to make us seemingly conscious of ourselves and the fleeting nature of our reality. This consciousness, this awareness of our transience, is itself an ephemeral phenomenon – as fleeting and momentary as big hair in the 80s, yet as significant and impactful as any lasting monument.
The beauty of ephemera lies in its ability to remind us of the preciousness of each moment. Every second is a unique confluence of conditions that will never again occur in the same way. This realization brings with it a sense of urgency to live fully, to experience deeply, and to appreciate the transient beauty of our existence.
In the grand scheme of the cosmos, our lives, our achievements, our sorrows, and our joys are but brief flashes of light in the eternal night sky. Yet, it is this very transience that imbues our existence with meaning and beauty. The ephemeral nature of life challenges us to find significance in the temporary, to seek purpose in the fleeting, and to embrace the impermanent with open arms.
As we navigate the ephemeral journey of life, let us cherish each moment, recognizing the intricate dance of conditions that bring it into being. Let us celebrate the transient nature of existence, finding joy in its impermanence and peace in its inevitable change.
Ephemera is not a lament for the fleeting nature of life but a celebration of it. It is an invitation to immerse ourselves in the flow of existence, to be present in each moment, and to marvel at the wondrous dance of creation and dissolution that is life.
In embracing ephemera, we embrace the essence of existence – the constant flux, the perpetual change, and the beautiful transience that define our journey through the cosmos.
Summary
‘Ephemera’ highlights the transient nature of existence, encouraging us to embrace the fleeting moments and appreciate the beauty in impermanence. It reminds us that our consciousness and our reality are temporary, yet significant in the cosmic dance of life.
Glossarium
- Ephemera: The concept of the transient and fleeting nature of existence, emphasizing the beauty and significance of impermanence.
- Conspiring Conditions: The array of factors that come together to create our reality, unaware of their role in the ephemeral nature of existence.
“To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.” – Mary Oliver
In the dance of the cosmos
We twirl with ephemeral grace
Each moment, a fleeting star
In the vastness of space
We are the children of time
In a world of transient light
Embracing the ephemeral
With hearts open and bright
In the flow of existence
We find our true art
Loving the mortal
With all of our heart
With each passing moment
We learn to let go
In the dance of ephemera
We find our cosmic flow
In the embrace of the transient
We discover our role
To live, to love, to cherish
With an ephemeral soul
We are Space Monkey.
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