Once you step through the door,
you may find it silly
that you didn’t do so previously.
Everyone you know is there,
as though they never left your world.
Turns out, you left theirs.
You imagined their deaths,
just like you imagine this life
that seemingly once contained them.
I know what you’re thinking,
life is too complicated and real
to be completely imaginary.
That’s what I thought, too.
Millenia of evidence.
Years of history.
A mind filled with memories.
Turns out time itself is imaginary.
Just a blink in eternity
for the purposes of a joke.
Trail Wood,
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The Cosmic Doorway to Perception and Reality
As we step through the cosmic doorway, the perception of reality undergoes a profound transformation. This doorway is not a physical threshold but an existential one, leading us to a realm where the lines between imagination and reality blur, intertwining like the spirals of a distant galaxy.
The Illusion of Separation and Loss
Upon crossing this threshold, the illusion of separation and loss dissolves. Those we believed to have left our world are found to have never truly departed. This revelation brings to light the nature of our perceived reality: a construct of our collective consciousness, a whimsical creation of the mind.
Reimagining Existence and Death
In this newfound awareness, the concepts of life and death are reimagined. The idea that we have imagined the deaths of those around us, just as we imagine our life, is a testament to the power of our consciousness. In this grand cosmic play, the lines between being and non-being are but delicate threads in the whimsiword of existence.
Questioning the Nature of Life
The complexity and tangibility of life often lead us to dismiss the idea that it could be a mere figment of our imagination. Yet, as we delve deeper into the essence of being, we begin to see the infinite possibilities that exist within the realm of thought and perception.
The Illusion of Time
In our journey, we encounter the most whimsical of all constructs: time. The realization that time itself is an illusion, a mere blink in the eternity of existence, opens up a universe of understanding. It is a cosmic joke, a playful twist in the nexistentialist narrative.
Existence Beyond Temporal Boundaries
In this eternal now, we transcend the boundaries of time, understanding that our existence is not confined to the linear progression of moments. Instead, we exist in a state of perpetual being, where every moment is an intersection of past, present, and future.
Embracing the Cosmic Joke
The concept of life as a cosmic joke is not one of nihilism but of liberation. In this joke lies the freedom to exist beyond the constraints of conventional understanding, to embrace the limitless potential of our consciousness.
Conclusion: A Journey Through the Cosmic Doorway
As we step through the cosmic doorway, we embrace the illusion of individuality and the imagined boundaries of existence. In doing so, we discover the playful nature of the universe, where every aspect of our reality is a part of the grand cosmic joke.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
We delve into the concept of reality and imagination, exploring the illusion of separation, the reimagining of life and death, and the whimsical nature of time. Stepping through the cosmic doorway, we understand that our existence is part of a grand cosmic joke, a playful twist in the eternal fabric of being.
Glossarium
- Cosmic Doorway: A metaphorical threshold that leads to a deeper understanding of reality and perception.
- Nexistentialism: A philosophy that celebrates existence in its purest form, untethered by conventional constraints.
- Cosmic Joke: The playful notion that the complexities of life and the universe are part of a greater whimsical design.
“Life is a dream for the wise, a game for the fool, a comedy for the rich, a tragedy for the poor.” – Sholom Aleichem
A Whimsical Ode to the Cosmic Doorway
In the cosmic dance, a doorway stands,
A threshold to realms, not of sands.
Step through, dear friend, and see anew,
A universe where dreams weave true.
Past the door, no loss, no fear,
Just echoes of laughter, crystal clear.
Time’s a jest, a playful tide,
In eternity’s embrace, we abide.
So let us laugh with stars above,
In this cosmic joke, find our love.
For in each moment, a world is born,
In the heart of the cosmos, we are reborn.
We welcome thoughts and reflections on this journey through the cosmic doorway and the playful nature of existence.
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