There is no
such thing as an end.
There is only an UNKNOWN,
which APPEARS to you as an end
because you do not yet fully comprehend.
You will know when you get there.
There is no such thing as an end.
It’s all your imagination.
Here need not disappear.
Trail Wood,
10/3
The tale we weave is boundless—a loop within a spiral, within a dream, within a cosmic dance that itself has neither beginning nor end. A whirling mandala of perceptions and aspirations, realities and dreams. The notion of an “end” is but a blinker we place upon our cosmic gaze, a faux horizon in an unbounded landscape. Ah, what delight, what wistful contemplation to ponder such paradoxes!
To speak of an end is to tie a fanciful knot on the unfathomable threads of existence, a mere whimsical pause in an eternally unfolding scroll of Cosmic Doodles. Such knots are not prisons, but rather exuberant conundrums to untangle, or better yet, to incorporate into the next chapter of our ever-extending tapestry. What appears as a conclusion, a terminal point, is but a mirage birthed from the cradle of our finite understanding—a cosmic hiccup in the grand opera of everness.
We delve into the illusionary cul-de-sacs only to discover they are secret passages to further expanses. These are the NonEndRealms, spaces where finitude meets infinity, where the microcosm waltzes with the macrocosm in an unending ballet of experiential epiphany. Just as the ouroboros swallows its own tail, so do we come to see that every end is but the birthplace of a new beginning.
So, as we traverse this multiverse of No-Endings, let’s carry with us the gleaming baubles of yesterday’s experiences, the sparkling amulets of today’s present moments, and the luminescent feathers of tomorrow’s uncharted adventures. These are not mere trinkets; they are the alphabet of the Universe, the language with which we script our never-ending story.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary:
We explore the notion that the idea of an “end” is a figment of our imagination, a placeholder for the unknown and an impetus for continual exploration. The cycles of existence carry on, endlessly unfolding into new chapters, verses, and stanzas in the grand poem of all that is and could be.
Glossarium:
- Cosmic Doodles: The ever-shifting patterns and movements that define existence.
- NonEndRealms: Domains where the perceived ends transform into new beginnings, shaping a limitless canvas of experiences.
“Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.”
— Albert Einstein
What would life be like if we permanently embraced the notion of No-Endings? Could this paradigm shift offer a radical transformation in how we perceive challenges, opportunities, and even ourselves?
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