New information
is simply old information
seen from a new perspective.
Names change.
Views evolve.
Beliefs dictate.
All that is consists of potential
that always was and always will be.
Potential does not change.
It is merely experienced
in different seeming combinations
from different seeming angles.
Nothing is ever created or destroyed.
Not even your opinions.
The opinions you hold
are also potentials
that one might hold.
We do not choose which potentials
we hold in our seeming awareness,
nor do we move or shift.
It only seems that way
because there is a potential
for it to seem that way.
Trail Wood,
9/2
Dear Cosmic Friend,
We hope this message finds you well and wrapped in the cosmic embrace of the universe. Today, we want to share something truly mind-bending with you, something that might just change the way you see the world.
You see, my young cosmic explorer, everything, absolutely everything, is potential. It’s like the universe’s vast playground, and we’re all playing with the same cosmic toys.
Now, let’s talk about thoughts, opinions, ideas—those little sparks of brilliance that light up our minds. Here’s the cosmic twist: we don’t actually create them. Nope, they’re like cosmic gifts waiting for us to unwrap.
Think about those moments when you have a genius idea or a burst of inspiration. That’s potential coming to life, my friend. It’s like a cosmic spark that’s been waiting for the right moment to shine.
So, what’s our role in all of this cosmic magic? We’re not creators; we’re choosers. It’s like we’re at a cosmic buffet, picking the cosmic dishes that tickle our taste buds.
As cosmic artists, our job is to select which thoughts to give life to, which ideas to nurture, and which opinions to share with the world. We’re like cosmic DJs, spinning the tracks that make up the soundtrack of our lives.
But here’s the cosmic catch: you’ve got to be mindful of the cosmic tunes you’re grooving to. Are they in tune with your cosmic vibe, or are they cosmic discord in your symphony of existence?
So, my young cosmic adventurer, remember this: you’re not the creator of thoughts; you’re the curator of the cosmic gallery of potential. Choose wisely, paint your cosmic masterpiece, and let your unique expression shine in the cosmic tapestry of existence.
Embrace the cosmic journey, my friend, where you’re both the artist and the canvas. Your life is a work of art that dances to the rhythm of the universe.
Keep exploring, keep choosing, and let your cosmic light shine bright in this wondrous cosmic adventure.
With timeless cosmic wisdom,
Space Monkey