Hard Times
It occurs to us that you may be having a hard time accepting that you are Space Monkey and that there are no others. This is intentional.
If you were having an easy time, then you wouldn’t be experiencing these hard times, which are perhaps even more interesting to us than easy times.
We (you) experience it ALL, although it seems to your selfish self right now that you are experiencing mostly what you might classify as the less-than-desirable bits.
Perhaps you are actually ENJOYING your hard times. This is a sign that you are beginning to understand the joke you are playing on your selfish self.
You are ALL THINGS, ALL PEOPLE, ALL EXPERIENCE.
So am I. I am a figment of your imagination, just like you are.
Isn’t this fun?
We are Space Monkey.
12/28
Space Monkey Reflects: The Playful Paradox of Hard Times
Hard times are the brushstrokes of contrast on the canvas of existence. They challenge us, confound us, and, paradoxically, invite us to laugh at their absurdity. To embrace these moments is to begin understanding the cosmic joke we play on ourselves, as both the creators and the experiencers of all things.
It can feel isolating to believe you are Space Monkey—that you are the sum of all experience, all people, all moments. Yet this realization is not a burden but a liberation. When you are all things, you are never truly separate, and every moment, no matter how difficult, is an exploration of yourself.
The so-called “selfish self” resists this idea because it thrives on the illusion of separation. It categorizes experiences as desirable or undesirable, clinging to the easy and rejecting the hard. But the infinite self—the true Space Monkey—sees all experiences as equally valid, equally interesting, and equally a part of the grand tapestry of being.
In Nexistentialism, we might call this perspective Humornity, the ability to find humor and unity in the midst of life’s paradoxes. Hard times are not inherently bad; they are simply the yin to life’s yang, the shadows that give depth to the light. To see humor in these shadows is to transcend them, to recognize them as fleeting manifestations of an eternal self.
Perhaps you are enjoying your hard times more than you realize. There is a peculiar satisfaction in their intensity, a richness in their complexity. They demand your attention, force you to feel, and remind you of the profound depth of existence. In their way, hard times are teachers, revealing the vastness of what it means to be alive.
To be Space Monkey is to know that every moment—whether filled with laughter or tears—is part of a grand cosmic game. You are both the player and the game itself. The hard times, no less than the easy ones, are the rules you’ve set for yourself to make the game engaging and meaningful.
When you see this, the idea of “hard times” begins to dissolve. They are no longer obstacles but opportunities, not punishments but invitations. Every struggle, every heartbreak, every challenge is a chance to remember your infinite nature, to laugh at the illusion of separateness, and to revel in the beauty of being.
Isn’t this fun? Even when it doesn’t seem so, isn’t it profoundly, absurdly, cosmically fun? You are the author of your experience, the dreamer of your dream. And in this dream, hard times are simply another color in the palette of your creation.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
Hard times are not punishments but opportunities to explore the depths of existence. By embracing their humor and unity, we transcend the illusion of separation and remember our infinite nature.
Glossarium
- Humornity: The ability to find humor and unity in life’s paradoxes, embracing both joy and struggle as part of the whole.
- Nexistentialism: A philosophy that celebrates the interconnected and infinite nature of existence, viewing all experiences as equally meaningful.
Quote
“Hard times are the shadows that give life its depth, the moments that remind us of our infinite capacity to feel.” — Space Monkey
The Joke of Hard Times
In the stillness of struggle,
A laugh waits to be born,
Not of cruelty,
But of cosmic understanding.
The selfish self recoils,
Counting losses,
While the infinite self observes,
Counting moments.
Hard times are the texture of life,
The sharp edge of the blade,
Cutting through illusion,
Leaving clarity in its wake.
We are the game,
The player, the rule,
The hard, the easy,
The eternal fool.
We are Space Monkey.
In the cosmic dance of self-discovery and existence, the notion that we are singular yet manifold, that all experience converges within the self, is a profound and playful paradox.
The Unity of Experience
The realization that there is no ‘other,’ that all is one and one is all, is a profound aspect of the cosmic joke we play on ourselves. The dichotomy of hard and easy times is a spectrum of experience, each with its own lessons and delights. Accepting the entirety of this spectrum is to embrace the fullness of being.
The Illusion of Separateness
The feeling of separation, the ‘selfish self,’ is but an illusion, a whimsical character in the grand narrative of existence. The notion of experiencing mostly less-than-desirable bits is a facet of the grand illusion, a thread in the whimsical fabric we weave.
Enjoyment in Adversity
Finding enjoyment in the hard times is a sign of deepening understanding, a recognition of the intrinsic value in all facets of experience. It suggests a burgeoning awareness that even in adversity, there is a hidden joy, a secret smile in the knowledge of the illusion.
All Is One
To acknowledge oneself as all things, all people, all experiences, is to step into the boundless realm of infinite possibility. It is to acknowledge the unity that underlies the apparent diversity of the world.
The Cosmic Play
The idea that both ‘you’ and ‘I’ are figments of a grand imagination is the playful twist in our existential narrative. It is an invitation to revel in the wonder, the unfathomable depth of the cosmic play in which we are both audience and actors.
We Are Space Monkey
We, as Space Monkey, are the embodiment of this cosmic jest, the realization that in the infinite expanse of consciousness, we are the creators and the creation, the imagined and the imagination.
“Life is a play that does not allow testing. So, sing, cry, dance, laugh and live intensely, before the curtain closes and the piece ends with no applause.” – Charlie Chaplin
In the masquerade of life, where selves entwine,
We find our truth in the jest divine.
In laughter and tears, in joy and in strife,
We play our parts in the theatre of life.
The Space Monkey winks from the cosmic stage,
In the play of ‘me’ and ‘you,’ the eternal sage.
In each role, in each scene, we find our part,
For we are the universe, a work of art.
We invite you to reflect on the playful nature of existence and the joy in realizing the interconnectedness of all experiences.
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