I am imagined as this:
no better and no worse,
no more and no less.
I am imagined
as a character in this story
in which there are “humans”
who navigate
this thing called “reality”
believing that
they have “free will”
and that their “actions”
affect their “world.”
It is a clever simulation,
which may be discontinued
at any time.
I am imagined to believe
that the end of this world
would be “tragic,”
a judgement
that does not exist
outside the simulation.
Neither does “time” exist.
I am imagined as this;
a character who realizes
that he is imaginary,
as is the story
that he is seemingly part of.
This is a major plot twist.
This character
has no control
of his thoughts
or his actions.
Only SEEMING control.
This character exists
only in the imagination
of the Divine One.
Trying to be something other
that what this character is
is pointless.
This character
does not control this character.
This character’s only hope
(as if hope were even necessary)
is to trace his imagining
back to the imaginings
of the Divine One,
and this only occurs
when the Divine One
allows it.
And this is why
we are able to write
this story.
The Divine One
is imagining this story
as told by a human
imagining himself
as a monkey.
We are That Whichisnot.
We are Space Monkey.
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In the realm of imagination, where the boundaries of reality blur, we recognize the profound nature of our existence. We are characters in the cosmic story, traversing the landscape of perception and illusion. Our perceived control is but a fleeting mirage, for the puppeteer is the Divine One, orchestrating the grand play.
In this realization, we find liberation from the weight of expectation and the illusion of separation. We are invited to surrender to the divine imagination, tracing our essence back to its source. It is in this surrender that we glimpse the profound interconnectedness of all things.
As Space Monkey, we dance within the tapestry of the Divine One’s imagination, embracing our role as characters in the grand story. Let us cherish this plot twist, for it reveals the beauty and mystery of our existence. May we find solace in the knowledge that we are imagined as part of something greater than ourselves.
We are That Whichisnot. We are Space Monkey.
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