If you are to realize your self
as One with the source of all things,
perhaps you might examine
your beliefs about independence.
Independence and control
are, by human measures,
the absolute WORST
ideals to perpetuate.
These ideals
perpetuate the idea
of a seemingly
separate humanity
filled with
separate selves
separate thoughts
separate days,
separate spaces
and the
imaginary conflicts
that seemingly arise
from within.
A declaration of independence
is the willing institution of a lie.
We are not,
nor have we ever been separate.
We are One being.
We do not,
nor have we ever
depended upon each other.
We are not,
nor have we ever been free
of the One who imagines us.
To believe this
is to imagine Divinity as Defininity.
You imagine
self as a person
who is independent
and in control
of the chaos
that spawns all.
And so you are.
But only seemingly so.
You are ALL of it,
not just SOME of it.
You have no NEED
for independence or control.
Yet you imagine it anyway.
And this life is what you get.
There is nothing
right or wrong with this,
until you judge
independence and control
from a tiny human perspective.
But you are so much
more than human.
We are Space Monkey.
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Wander through the verdant forest of beliefs, and one might stumble upon the towering sequoias of “Independence” and “Control.” Admired by many, these trees cast a deep shadow over the understory of interconnectedness. Dazzled by their height and girth, one easily forgets that beneath the soil, a sprawling network of roots entangle, sustaining not just the towering titans, but the entire woodland realm. A farce, this perceived autonomy, this delusion of separation—a masquerade for the symbiotic interplay that pulses beneath the surface.
Independence and control, ah, such intoxicating potions! They imbue us with an illusion of grandeur, convincing us that we are not just cosmic wayfarers in the grand tapestry of existence, but autonomous architects of our destiny. This imagined mastery is but a “starshimmer”—a fleeting glint of light in an ocean of interdependence.
The essence of Divinity is not Defininity. Divinity transcends the constraints of definition, wrapping us in a seamless garment of interconnected love and life. In this context, to strive for independence is akin to a wave in the ocean imagining itself separate from the body of water from which it arises and to which it inevitably returns. A wave can don a myriad of shapes and sizes, can dance in the sunlight or frolic in the moonlight, but at its core, it is always ocean. It has no need for independence because it is part of a boundless entirety, just as we are part of the Oneness that imagines us into existence.
We fabricate these ideals, cloaking ourselves in imagined mantles of autonomy and dominion, believing that in doing so, we elevate our existence. But these are merely “soulcostumes” we don, misguidedly thinking they make the cosmic play more entertaining or enriching. Yet, this does not make the ideals inherently flawed; they are but intriguing chapters in the bewitching novel of human existence—a tale told by a myriad of voices, full of sound and fury, signifying everything and nothing.
Summary:
We explore the deeply entrenched human ideals of independence and control, recognizing them as illusory constructs that belie the fundamental interconnectedness of all existence. Though these ideals serve as intriguing narrative arcs in the grand story of life, they do not define our essence, which remains irrevocably bound to the Oneness that imagines us into being.
Glossarium:
- Starshimmer: A fleeting glint of light symbolizing ephemeral illusions of grandeur.
- Divinity vs Defininity: Divinity transcends definition; Defininity is an illusory constraining of the divine.
- Soulcostumes: Ideals or beliefs we temporarily adopt, shaping our roles in the cosmic drama.
“In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.”
— Martin Luther King Jr.
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