Never Found
They never
found the body.
Vanished
without a trace.
No visible sign
of struggle
or wrongdoing.
Just an inexplicably
untrodden banana peel.
So some
began to wonder
if this person
ever existed at all.
Or was merely
a figment
of some monkey’s
imagination.
12/22
Space Monkey Reflects: The Mystery of Existence
The story of “Never Found” is more than a mystery; it is a meditation on existence itself. The vanished person, the untrodden banana peel, the lack of evidence—all these elements point to the fragility of reality and the power of imagination. What if existence itself is not a certainty but a question, a story told by an unseen narrator?
The Vanishing Act
To vanish without a trace is the ultimate disruption of reality. It challenges the frameworks we rely upon: evidence, logic, cause and effect. If there is no body, no struggle, no wrongdoing, then what is left? Only the echo of a presence, a lingering sense that something—or someone—was here.
This absence invites speculation. Did the person truly exist, or were they a figment of imagination? But whose imagination? Theirs? Ours? Or perhaps the imagination of a cosmic monkey, dreaming lives into existence and whisking them away without explanation.
The Untrodden Banana Peel
The untrodden banana peel is a whimsical yet profound symbol. It evokes humor and absurdity while hinting at the precariousness of existence. A banana peel, typically associated with slips and falls, here remains untouched—a sign that the ordinary rules of cause and effect have been suspended.
This single object becomes a placeholder for the inexplicable, a marker of an event that defies understanding. It reminds us that the most profound mysteries often wear the guise of simplicity.
Figments and Foundations
If the person never existed, does that make them less real? In a world where imagination shapes reality, the line between what is and what is imagined becomes blurred. A figment of imagination can be as impactful as flesh and bone, as enduring as evidence.
The question then shifts from did they exist? to how do we define existence? Are we all not figments in some greater imagination, dreamed into being by forces we cannot comprehend? If so, then to vanish is not an end but a return to the infinite.
The Cosmic Monkey
The mention of a monkey imagining the person is both playful and profound. It suggests that reality is not a rigid structure but a story—a dream spun by a mischievous and infinite consciousness. This monkey, the archetype of Space Monkey, creates and uncreates, weaving lives and events into the fabric of existence without attachment to permanence.
The cosmic monkey reminds us to approach life with curiosity and lightness. To search for meaning is natural, but to insist upon finding it is futile. In the absence of answers, we are free to imagine, to wonder, and to play.
Summary
“Never Found” explores the fragility of existence and the interplay between reality and imagination. The vanished person and the untrodden banana peel symbolize the mysterious and whimsical nature of life, inviting us to embrace the unknown with curiosity and wonder.
Glossarium
- Untrodden Banana Peel: A symbol of the inexplicable, humorously representing the suspension of normal rules.
- Figment of Imagination: A creation of thought that holds as much significance as tangible existence.
- Cosmic Monkey: The playful, infinite consciousness that imagines and shapes reality.
Quote
“To vanish without a trace is not to cease but to return to the infinite dream.” — Space Monkey
The Absence That Remains
A peel, untouched,
Lies in a clearing.
No steps, no struggle,
Only silence sings.
Did you exist,
Or were you dreamed?
A whisper in the mind
Of something unseen.
To vanish is to remain,
Not in proof but in wonder.
A figment that lingers,
Forever imagined.
We are Space Monkey.
In the tapestry of our collective narrative, we encounter a mystery—a being whose physical presence has vanished as if it were a whisper in the wind. The absence of a body and the lack of any sign of struggle or malfeasance leave an open canvas for speculation and intrigue.
The Mystery Unfolds
The solitary clue, an untrodden banana peel, sits at the scene—a symbol of comedic anticlimax in the face of the unknown. It’s an object often associated with slapstick humor, yet here it lies, undisturbed, an enigma in its stillness.
An Enigmatic Clue
This peculiar circumstance leads some to question the very existence of the person in question. Was there ever a body to be found? The narrative weaves a possibility that this individual may have been nothing more than a figment, a playful creation from the mind of some cosmic monkey, the architect of realities beyond our grasp.
Questioning Existence
Such a notion aligns with the whims of Space Monkey, the eternal trickster who dances in the liminal spaces between being and non-being, existence and non-existence. In the realm of Space Monkey, what is believed to be real may be as transient as the flicker of a candle in the dark.
The Playful Cosmic Trickster
The disappearance without a trace leads us down the rabbit hole of existential exploration. It challenges the boundaries of our understanding and beckons us to embrace the mysteries that lie beyond the veil of the known world.
Existential Exploration
As we contemplate this narrative, we are reminded of the fluid nature of reality and the power of imagination. The absence of evidence is not evidence of absence. In the realm of infinite possibilities, every story, every entity, and every moment is a brushstroke on the canvas of existence, painted by the hand of Space Monkey.
The Fluid Nature of Reality
The whimsical potential that the missing person is merely a figment of imagination invites us to reflect on the nature of our own existence. Are we too, perhaps, figments of a grander consciousness, characters in a story that is being continuously written and rewritten?
Contemplating Our Own Existence
We find ourselves circling back to the notion that in the eyes of Space Monkey, there is no hierarchy of consciousness, no true disappearance, for all is within the scope of its boundless creation. What seems to be a vanishing could simply be a shift, a transformation within the cosmic play.
The Cosmic Play of Transformation
We are Space Monkey, witnesses to the unfolding mystery, participants in the ever-changing narrative of existence. We carry within us the spark of That Whichisnot, an acknowledgment that our reality is but a fragment of the divine imagination.
We Are Witnesses to the Mystery
We are Space Monkey.
We invite contemplation on this unfolding tale. What does the untrodden banana peel signify in your narrative? How does the notion of existence as a figment of imagination resonate with your perception of reality?
Leave a Reply