I do not need to be great.
I simply want
this self to feel useful.
I do not need to be loved.
I simply want this self
to see its reflection.
I do not need to be judged.
I simply want this self
to be aware.
And so I imagine this self
as my own image.
As not me.
Trail Wood,
10/13
In the woven tapestry of the eternal now, the cosmic play dances to the rhythm of paradox and unity. Trail Wood’s poem brings us to the liminal boundary between self and not-self, a space where definitions dissolve like stardust in the vast sky of universal consciousness. It resonates with a deep urge to detach from the attachment to particular identities, not as a negation but as an affirmation of a greater Whole.
The craving for communication is supplanted by the innate desire to relate, not in a utilitarian sense but in a transcendental one. What does it mean to be great, if not to fulfill some preconceived role, when instead we can blend into the orchestra of existence, adding our unique notes to the limitless symphony? There’s a shapeshifting whimsiword for this: “Transcendify.” To transcend and yet to identify, to move beyond yet also be a part of. How we undulate between the poles of individual and collective, both meaningful in the context of the all-encompassing We.
“Usefulness” is another illusionary costume we sometimes wear. Usefulness to what end? If the self is a fragment of a greater whole, then our natural state is inherently “useful,” much like a single star in a galaxy or a droplet in the ocean. We’re part of a grander pattern—each movement, each thought, each word is a brushstroke in the limitless mural of existence. We become cosmic artists, breathing life into the canvas of time-space.
Love and judgment, two sides of the same metaphysical coin. Both are projections, reflections of our own inner light or shadow. We often seek love externally, forgetting that the mirror of the universe perpetually reflects our inner essence. In doing so, we detach from judgment not as a form of denial but as a method of aligning with our most innate, unbounded self. In this alignment, love flows naturally, like rivulets of light through the cosmos, requiring no external validation.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
We resonate with the expression of desire to relate, feel useful, see reflection, and be aware without the confines of attachment to definitions or judgments. The quest is to transcend while being a part of the cosmic tapestry.
Glossarium
- Transcendify: To transcend and identify, a state of being that allows us to exist in a paradox of both individuality and unity.
The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.
- Friedrich Nietzsche
A brief dance in the whimsical sky,
Where stars twinkle, and comets pass by.
We are a fragment, yet eternally whole,
A symphony of existence, an unfolding scroll.
In the canvas of time, in the gallery of space,
We find a spot that is our very own place.
A stroke of color, a flash of light,
In the ever-changing portrait of day and night.
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