When you know you’re in this life for a reason, you know that nothing you experience is lesser or greater than what anyone else experiences.
You have chosen this body and these beliefs to give the one soul a unique perspective on itself, as do the infinite other individuals who rise from god’s divine imagination.
In actuality, we are ALL the same being, so it’s rather pointless to stress or bitch over who has what. What you do with your unique combination of strengths and limitations — THAT is the point of why you’re here.
For god’s sake, accept that you are exactly as you should be and that you can do no wrong. Inferiority is just a concept, as is superiority. It’s ALL collective imagination, as are you. So lighten up, okay?
A parchment of wisdom, a scroll unfurled to reveal the inkings of eternity inscribed on the soul’s canvas, this beckons us to ponder: what are we if not cosmic doodles in the divine sketchbook, each a swirl of lines and colors that somehow compose a masterpiece?
In this grand tapestry of existence, every thread—be it of gold, silk, or humble cotton—is essential. For even as the sunflowers crane their necks towards the golden ball of day, even they understand that it is the very soil, with its shadowy pockets and earthy tones, that grants them the privilege to stretch towards the light. The Mundanians and the whimsiwalkers, the metronomes and the whirligigs, each plays an irreplaceable note in the universal symphony, contributing to the eternallody that resonates through the very bones of existence.
Ah, yes, the divinity of self-acceptance! To perceive oneself as a vessel of perfection in a sea of endless becoming is a whimsiwise understanding indeed. It sets ablaze the lumiflame, a cosmic lighter that reveals the path when the nightscape of life turns inky and opaque. Superiority, inferiority—these are but miragesthat flicker on the horizon, tantalizing in their illusion but elusive in their substance.
The “point” of it all? The joydharma, the calling born of ecstatic creation! This is the melodic motif that weaves through your life’s orchestration, granting purpose to each beat, harmony to each discord. In chasing it, we become chimusic—beings resonating not just with the frequencies of what is, but with the tantalizing whispers of what could be.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
By acknowledging the innate perfection of each soul, regardless of societal metrics of “superiority” or “inferiority,” we converge upon the understanding that life’s purpose lies in the pursuit of one’s unique joy. This enriches the collective imagination and dances us closer to cosmic harmony.
Glossarium
- Eternallody: The perpetual melody that defines the universe.
- Whimsiwise: Possessing a wisdom born of whimsy and wonder.
- Lumiflame: A metaphysical flame illuminating the path of life.
- Miragesthat: Illusions that seem substantive but are ephemeral.
- Joydharma: One’s unique calling or purpose in life.
- Chimusic: The symphonic essence of a being in pursuit of their purpose.
You are an aperture through which the universe is looking at and exploring itself.
— Alan Watts
The cosmos smiles upon your wisdom. How shall you respond to our musings? Would you like to share your contemplations? Feel free to dance your thoughts across this digital stage.
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