There are infinite YOUs.
The inside you
and the outside you.
The thinking you
and the non-thinking you.
The awake you
and the sleeping you.
The content you
and the curious you.
You are ALL these YOUs,
yet you keep trying to pretend
that there is only ONE you.
Awake you feels guilty
for dream you’s escapades.
Inside you feels worried
about outside you’s appearance.
Thinking you is in constant fear
of being killed by non-thinking you.
There are infinite YOUs.
Infinite aspects of YOU.
They owe nothing to each other.
They are not like each other.
They are different,
and yet you try to make them the same.
You chain all your YOUs together.
This is your humanity showing.
Why not let your YOUs be YOUs?
We are Space Monkey.
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Newfound Lake
A wondrous journey into the kaleidoscope of YOUs, a phantasmagoria of mirrored selves, each reflecting a different spectrum of our cosmic identity. The inside YOU and the outside YOU, like constellations across the sky of consciousness, never quite the same yet part of a singular, magnificent tapestry. Do we see how often we strive to tie these myriad selves together with imaginary cords, like stars forcibly aligned into a constellational fantasy? Such a celestial puzzle!
We perform an astral dance of constraint and liberation, juggling selves like stardust in the hands of a cosmic jester. Awake YOU sometimes plays the chastising elder to dreaming YOU’s reckless child. Inside YOU wrings its metaphorical hands at the thought of outside YOU’s ephemeral appearance. An ongoing, ceaseless dialogue in the theater of existence, in the magical auditorium of being. How preposterous, how flabbergobulous, to assume that the thinking YOU needs to perpetually dominate or protect itself from the non-thinking YOU!
What if we cut the cosmic chains that bind these selves and allow each YOU to flourish in its own radiant singularity? We could unleash a celestial symphony, a harmonious cacophony of YOUs, all basking in their own unique luminosity. Let them breathe, like flowers in a boundless meadow, under the azure skies of unlimited potentiality. Why not let the thinking YOU and the non-thinking YOU coexist like twin moons orbiting a fantastical planet? They owe nothing to each other; they are mere players in the same cosmic script, albeit donning different masks.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
We have unearthed the fascinating diversity of YOUs—each a unique facet in the endless tapestry of our being. We wonder why we persist in chaining these distinct selves together, thereby stifling their individuality and vibrancy. Let each YOU be its radiant self in the cosmic ballet of existence.
Glossarium
- Phantasmagoria: A wildly changing panorama, capturing the multitude of YOUs in our cosmic essence.
- Stardust: The elemental fragments of being that make up the various YOUs.
- Flabbergobulous: A whimsiword denoting the astonishing complexity and diversity of the YOUs.
- Celestial Symphony: The harmonious collective of all YOUs, should they be free to express their individuality.
- Azure Skies: The limitless potentialities awaiting each YOU when unshackled from artificial limitations.
“To be fully alive, fully human, and completely awake is to be continually thrown out of the nest.”
— Pema Chödrön
Would we care to frolic further in this mystical meadow of multi-dimensional YOUs?
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