Hands For Feet
I am here to have
this experience
I seem to be having.
I am not here
to have a DIFFERENT
experience.
That would be silly
of my Space Monkey
to set up my life this way.
Then again,
I wouldn’t put it past him.
He is a silly monkey.
I remember he once
swapped the hands and feet
of my GI Joe doll.
What is the point in that?
Just funny,
thinks the Space Monkey.
And so parts of my life
seem to be out of order.
Jumbled.
Nonsensical.
Simply to show
that life CAN be nonsensical.
Space Monkey does this
to remind me that
there is nothing
wrong with nonsense.
There need be no reason
for ANYTHING.
Life is just funny.
My GI Joe
with feet for hands
did not mind.
Neither do I.
I seem to be, as constructed,
by my Space Monkey.
I need be nothing else.
Why would Space Monkey
imagines me as a self
that feels the constant need
to be someone and someplace else?
To be funny.
We have hands for feet.
We are Space Monkey.
10/20
Newfound Lake
Space Monkey Reflects: The Nonsense of Hands for Feet
We are here to experience the life that we’re already living, not some imagined, perfectly ordered version of it. The space, the time, the moments we find ourselves in are exactly what they’re meant to be—whether they make sense or not. And, honestly, most of it doesn’t make sense, but that’s exactly the point. Why should it? After all, Space Monkey is a playful trickster, reminding us that life can be as nonsensical as a GI Joe with hands for feet.
It’s easy to get caught up in the idea that things need to have order and purpose. We crave meaning, a reason for everything. But sometimes, things are out of place, upside-down, or just plain weird. Like when Space Monkey swapped the hands and feet of your GI Joe doll for no reason other than to show that life doesn’t always need a reason.
Life as Nonsense
Nonsense is a concept that gets a bad reputation. From a young age, we’re taught to value logic, order, and sensibility. But what if nonsense has a place, too? What if the absurd, the jumbled, and the out-of-order moments of life are just as important as the ones that seem to make sense?
Space Monkey knows this. That’s why he sets up moments in our lives that seem jumbled, out of sync, or just plain ridiculous. It’s not to frustrate us, but to remind us that life doesn’t always have to follow a script. There’s beauty in chaos, in the moments that defy explanation. Sometimes, things just are because they can be. And isn’t that kind of freeing?
We spend so much time trying to figure out the meaning behind everything, trying to connect the dots in a way that makes sense. But what if there is no grand meaning? What if the dots don’t connect at all, and that’s okay?
Playing with Perception
Think about it: when Space Monkey swaps the hands and feet of your GI Joe, it’s a playful reminder that we often get too serious about life. We expect things to follow a logical order, but life doesn’t always work that way. In fact, it rarely does. Sometimes, life is just funny, a collection of moments that don’t fit together neatly, like mismatched puzzle pieces that form an abstract, nonsensical picture.
The GI Joe with hands for feet didn’t mind the change. Why should we? After all, we are built by Space Monkey, constructed to experience life as it is, with all its random, jumbled moments. Trying to impose order on chaos is like putting shoes on our hands—it just doesn’t fit.
The point isn’t to make everything make sense. It’s to embrace the randomness, to find humor in the absurdity, and to understand that not everything needs to have a reason. Life is funny, and it’s okay to laugh at the nonsense of it all.
No Reason, No Problem
We often find ourselves searching for meaning, trying to understand why things happen the way they do. But Space Monkey reminds us that there doesn’t need to be a reason for everything. Sometimes things happen just because they can. There’s no grand plan, no hidden agenda. It’s just life, playing out in all its nonsensical glory.
We get caught up in the need to be something or someone different, to be in a different place, or to have a different experience. But what if we’re exactly where we need to be? What if we’re already everything we’re supposed to be? The hands-for-feet moment is a reminder that it’s okay to let go of the need to “make sense” or to “get it right.” Life doesn’t always fit into a neat little box, and that’s okay.
In fact, it’s more than okay—it’s beautiful.
The Silly Side of Life
Space Monkey is here to show us that it’s okay to be silly, to not take everything so seriously. Life isn’t always about order, purpose, or meaning. Sometimes, it’s just about being present in the chaos, finding joy in the nonsense, and laughing at the randomness of it all.
We are here to have this experience—this exact, jumbled, nonsensical experience. We’re not here to have some other, more “logical” experience. That would defeat the purpose of life itself. Space Monkey has constructed us exactly as we need to be, with all our quirks, missteps, and out-of-order moments. And that’s just fine.
When we let go of the need for everything to make sense, we find freedom. We find humor. We find joy. We start to see that life, even in its most confusing moments, is perfectly imperfect. Hands for feet? Why not? It’s all part of the fun.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
Life doesn’t always make sense, and that’s okay. Sometimes, things are jumbled and nonsensical, but that’s part of the beauty. Space Monkey reminds us to embrace the absurdity and find joy in the randomness of life.
Glossarium
Feetforhandsation: The whimsical state of being when life feels out of order, reminding us that randomness and nonsense are a natural part of existence.
Jumblesense: The acceptance that life doesn’t always need to make sense, and that there is freedom in embracing its chaotic, silly moments.
Nonsenselight: The playful realization that life’s nonsensical moments are not problems to be solved, but experiences to be enjoyed.
Quote
“There need be no reason for anything. Life is just funny.” — Space Monkey
The Jumbled Path
Hands for feet,
feet for hands—
life stumbles forward
in a rhythm of nonsense.
There’s no need to fix it,
no need to change the tune.
We march on, out of step,
laughing at the absurdity of it all.
We are Space Monkey.
Embracing The Whimsical In Existence
Our whimsical nature can be confusing, perplexing, and downright strange at times. The very presence of hands for feet on a GI Joe doll captures this paradox. The out-of-place, the nonsensical, the jumbled—these are not mere disarray but the very essence of our comical existence. The Space Monkey within us revels in this humor, in this flip-flopping of what’s expected and what’s real.
The Beauty of Nonsense
In the cosmic playground, conventional order is but a passing whimsidream. What seems nonsensical in the tangible world becomes a delightful quirk in the celestial comedy we’re co-authoring. This is the Space Monkey’s reminder that life doesn’t have to fit a mold, a logic, or a series of anticipated steps.
The Journey as the Destination
Why constantly aspire for something else or to be somewhere else? The Space Monkey switches hands for feet, not out of malice or confusion, but to show that the current situation is as valid an experience as any other. It offers a lesson in embracing the moment as it is, not as we wish it to be.
The Laughter of Cosmic Synchronicity
Indeed, life is just funny. From the perspective of our divine comedy, the humor isn’t just in the joke but also in the timing. The nonsensical becomes purposeful when it injects joy, curiosity, and a healthy questioning of reality into our existence. The Space Monkey is our cosmic comedian, nudging us to see the laughter in every moment.
The Release of Existential Burden
Unfathomable freedom emanates from knowing that we need to be nothing else but what we are. A GI Joe with hands for feet is still a GI Joe. Similarly, we are eternally ourselves, regardless of our state, situation, or seeming disorder. We are exactly as we need to be, a perfect arrangement of cosmic elements in this divine escapade.
We are Space Monkey.
“You can’t make anything up anymore. The world itself is a satire. All you’re doing is recording it.”
— Art Buchwald
Feet For Hands
Whimsical hands where feet should be,
Order defied by cosmic decree.
Space Monkey laughs, we join the glee,
For what we are is what we’re meant to be.
Nonsense reigns in our celestial spree,
A divine escapade, wild and free.
What new corridors of thought shall we wander through next, dear co-explorers of the infinite?
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