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Manifest: Aligning With Purpose

Manifest

To manifest
what you think you desire
is called magic. 

To manifest
 what you’re really here for
 is called life.

10/10

Space Monkey Reflects: Manifest and the Magic of Living Your True Purpose

To manifest something is to bring it into reality, to make what was once intangible a part of the world we live in. The concept of manifestation is often associated with the idea of creating what you desire, making your dreams come true, and bending reality to your will. This, we call magic.

“To manifest what you think you desire is called magic.”

There is a certain allure to this idea—the notion that we can shape the world around us through the power of our thoughts and intentions. It feels empowering to believe that we can create the life we want, that our desires are within our control, ready to be manifested if only we believe in them strongly enough.

But while there is power in this kind of manifestation, it is often based on the surface level of our desires—what we think we want, what we believe will bring us happiness, fulfillment, or success. These desires are shaped by the world around us, by the culture we live in, by the expectations of others. They are not necessarily aligned with our true purpose.

“To manifest what you’re really here for is called life.”

Life, in its truest sense, is not about manifesting desires but about unfolding into what we are truly meant to be. It is about discovering our deeper purpose, the reason we are here, and aligning ourselves with that purpose. When we live in alignment with this, manifestation is no longer about magic—it becomes a natural, effortless part of life. We are no longer chasing after desires that may or may not bring us happiness. Instead, we are living in flow with the universe, allowing our true purpose to manifest itself through us.

The difference between manifesting desires and manifesting purpose is subtle but profound. When we manifest from a place of desire, we are often focused on outcomes—on achieving something that we believe will complete us or make us happy. But when we manifest from a place of purpose, we are focused on the process—on living in alignment with who we truly are and allowing life to unfold in its own way.

There is nothing wrong with desire. It is a natural part of the human experience. But when we become too focused on manifesting what we think we want, we can lose sight of what we are really here for. We may find ourselves chasing after things that don’t truly serve us, that don’t bring us the deep fulfillment we are seeking.

To manifest your true purpose is not to create something new but to reveal what has always been there. It is to allow yourself to be guided by the deeper currents of life, to trust that everything is unfolding as it should, and to live in alignment with that unfolding. This is not magic—it is life itself.

The magic of life is not in bending reality to our will, but in allowing reality to reveal itself to us. It is in trusting that we are here for a reason and that everything we need to fulfill that reason is already within us. We don’t need to force it or chase after it. We simply need to live it.

We are Space Monkey.

Summary

Manifesting desires is often called magic, but true manifestation comes from living in alignment with your deeper purpose. Life unfolds naturally when we trust in our purpose rather than chasing external desires.

Glossarium

Desiremagic – The process of manifesting what you think you want, often based on external expectations or surface-level desires.
Purposelight – The deeper manifestation that comes from living in alignment with your true purpose, allowing life to unfold naturally.
Flowcast – The effortless manifestation of purpose when you live in harmony with the currents of life, rather than chasing desires.

Quote

“To manifest what you think you desire is magic, but to manifest your true purpose is life.” — Space Monkey

The Unfolding Path

I reach for the sky
But find the earth beneath my feet
Guiding me gently
Toward the place I need to be

No magic, no force
Just the quiet unfolding
Of purpose
In the stillness of being

We are Space Monkey.

In the grand tapestry of existence, a swirling menagerie of cosmic glitter, we draw lines between magic and life. Yet, do they not dwell as harmonious neighbors in the metropolis of our experience?

Magic, the alchemical whimsy in our fingers, manifests the seemingly external yearnings. A spell of intention, a potion of thoughts, and behold! The desire materializes, clothed in palpable form. Ah, but these artful conjurations are but gossamer threads in the weaving of our multilayered existence.

Life, the grandest of sorceries, speaks in enigmatic whispers, weaving fate into the very air we breathe. Our purpose, often cloaked in ambiguity, manifests not in the material but in the realm of the ineffable. We, unwitting magicians in this larger act, participate in a cosmic choreography we can scarcely comprehend.

The divine dichotomy lies herein: to manifest personal desires is to dance on the surface of the pond, whilst manifesting our raison d’être is to plunge into the depthless ocean. And yet, both are sacred, both are part of the divine planoodle that inscribes our souls.

To understand this is to unfurl the sails of our vessels on the mysterious waters of existence, moving with the winds of magic and life, and yet staying afloat on the still sea of our inner knowing.

We are Space Monkey.

“You are the universe, expressing itself as a human for a little while.”
— Eckhart Tolle

Would you agree that our intentional acts of magic and our seemingly unintentional life events are both part of a cosmic choreography? How does understanding this shape our navigation through the labyrinth of existence?

10/10: Perfection In Every Moment

10/10

You’re not on your way. You’re here.
Perfection is in every moment.

The divinity that you are is displaced
by the movement
of defining through time and space.

You’re not incomplete. You’re whole.
Not just this self, but source and soul.

Simply realize that there is nothing you need.
From every plant comes this humble seed.

You’re not on your way. You’re here.
Perfection is in every moment.

10/10

Space Monkey Reflects: 10/10 and the Perfection of the Present Moment

You’re not on your way. You’re here. This simple truth holds the essence of everything. We spend so much of our lives thinking that we are on a journey, that we are moving toward something—toward a future goal, a state of perfection, or a higher version of ourselves. But the reality is that we are not incomplete, not on some distant path to wholeness. We are already whole, already perfect, right here, right now.

“Perfection is in every moment.”

Perfection isn’t something we find at the end of a long road. It’s not something we become when we’ve checked all the boxes or reached some ultimate state of being. Perfection is in the now. It’s in this moment, and the next moment, and every moment that follows. But we often miss this because we are too focused on what comes next. We are too caught up in defining ourselves through time and space, in believing that we must always be moving, growing, and changing to reach something better.

“The divinity that you are is displaced by the movement of defining through time and space.”

This movement, this constant striving, is what keeps us from realizing that we are already divine. We are not merely humans seeking some higher state of being—we are already connected to the source, already expressions of the soul. But in our need to define ourselves, to measure our progress, to track our journey, we lose sight of this truth.

You’re not incomplete. You’re whole. Not just this self, but source and soul.

Wholeness is not a distant goal. It is the reality of who we are in every moment. When we stop trying to define ourselves by external standards—by accomplishments, relationships, or the passage of time—we begin to see that there is nothing we need. We are already complete. We already have everything we need to be who we are meant to be. The perfection we seek is not in the future; it’s in the present.

“Simply realize that there is nothing you need. From every plant comes this humble seed.”

The seed of perfection is already within us. Like a plant that grows from a tiny seed, everything we need to flourish, to thrive, to be whole is already planted within us. We don’t need to search for it outside of ourselves. We don’t need to become something we’re not. We simply need to realize that it is already there, waiting to be recognized.

This realization—that we are already whole, already perfect, already here—is both liberating and grounding. It frees us from the constant need to strive, to improve, to chase after something that we think will complete us. And it grounds us in the present moment, in the truth that we are enough as we are.

You’re not on your way. You’re here. Perfection is in every moment.

This is the ultimate truth: we are not on a journey toward perfection. We are already there. Each moment is perfect in its own way, and each of us is already whole. When we stop chasing after the future and start living in the present, we begin to see the beauty of what is, rather than always longing for what could be.

We are Space Monkey.

Summary

Perfection is not a future state to be reached but is present in every moment. We are already whole, already connected to the source and soul, and there is nothing we need to become because we are already enough as we are.

Glossarium

Wholenow – The state of being whole and complete in the present moment, without the need to strive for future perfection.
Deflow – The movement of defining oneself through time and space, which creates the illusion of incompleteness.
Seedstill – The realization that the seed of perfection is already within us, waiting to be recognized in the stillness of the present.

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“You’re not on your way. You’re here. Perfection is in every moment.” — Space Monkey

The Seed Within

I am not on my way
I am here
The seed of perfection
Already planted

In the stillness, I find it
In the moment, I see it
I am whole
I am now

We are Space Monkey.

In each flicker of now, we unfold,
a cosmic tapestrula ever in bloom.
Not on a journey to reach some distant realm,
but already nestled within the womb of perfection.

We find divinity in stillness,
not in the restless chasing of definitions.
It’s as if we’ve etched ourselves onto the fabric of spacetime,
only to realize that our true essence is beyond all dimensions.

Here, in the abyss of the moment,
we are complete: not merely selves,
but source and soul, intertwined in an intricate ballet.
An unbreakable circle in a world fond of straight lines.

There is nothing we need, for we are the culmination of all things.
From the microcosm of our very cells to the macrocosm of the universe,
we find that each plant, each life form, each humble seed,
is but a reflection of our inherent completeness.

We are not on our way; we are eternally here,
in an unending sequence of perfect moments.

We are Space Monkey.

“Be here now. Be someplace else later. Is that so complicated?”
— David M. Wallace

What elusive aspects of the now have you unearthed? Can you feel the circular embrace of your own completeness?

The Rain: Chalk Lines of Limitation

The Rain

Though it may appear otherwise, these limitations we place upon our selves are little more than chalk lines, and far less permanent, for the rain is coming whether we want it to or not.

Space Monkey Reflects: The Rain and the Chalk Lines of Limitation

Though it may seem otherwise, the limitations we place upon ourselves are nothing more than chalk lines, fragile and impermanent. These lines, which we often believe to be solid barriers, confining us within imagined boundaries, are easily washed away when we remember that the rain is coming. And the rain, whether we invite it or not, will dissolve these lines—returning us to a state of openness, fluidity, and connection with the world around us.

We often create these chalk lines in response to fear, doubt, or the need for control. They may appear to protect us, offering structure and predictability in an unpredictable world. But in truth, they are little more than temporary illusions. The chalk lines that outline our limitations are not made of stone—they are as delicate as the thoughts and beliefs that create them.

And then the rain comes. It is inevitable. The rain represents the forces of change, of growth, of dissolution. It cannot be held back or delayed, for it is part of the natural rhythm of life. When the rain falls, it washes away the chalk lines we have drawn, erasing the boundaries we thought were permanent.

This is not something to fear. The rain is not an enemy. It is a reminder that life is constantly shifting, and that what we once thought of as immovable can be dissolved in an instant. It is a reminder that our limitations are not as permanent as they seem.

The rain brings renewal. It washes away not just the lines but the illusion that we are confined by them. It cleanses us of the need to control, to contain, to define ourselves in rigid terms. When the rain comes, it allows us to step beyond the boundaries we once created and to explore the vastness of life without limitation.

And so, we wait for the rain, knowing that it will come, knowing that it will wash away the chalk lines of our self-imposed limits. The rain does not ask for permission. It does not wait for us to be ready. It simply falls, reminding us that change is natural, that growth is inevitable, and that we are far more expansive than the lines we draw around ourselves.

In this way, the rain becomes a symbol of liberation. It frees us from the smallness of our imagined boundaries, allowing us to flow with life rather than resist it. It shows us that the limitations we place upon ourselves are not fixed—they are transient, like chalk on the pavement, easily washed away by the rain of awareness.

The rain is coming, whether we want it to or not. And when it comes, it will bring with it the dissolution of all that we thought was holding us back. It will remind us that we are not confined by the lines we draw, but are as free and fluid as the rain itself.

Summary
The limitations we place on ourselves are like chalk lines—fragile and temporary. The rain, representing inevitable change, comes to wash them away, reminding us that our boundaries are not permanent. We are far more expansive than the limits we imagine.

Glossarium

Chalkfade: The temporary nature of self-imposed limitations, which are easily washed away by the rain of awareness.
Rainflow: The inevitable forces of change and renewal that dissolve boundaries and bring us back to a state of openness and fluidity.
Limitwash: The cleansing effect of life’s natural cycles, which remove the false lines we draw around ourselves.

Quote
“These limitations we place upon ourselves are little more than chalk lines, and far less permanent, for the rain is coming whether we want it to or not.” — Space Monkey

The Rain Comes

We draw the lines
hoping they will keep us safe
hoping they will hold us
but they are only chalk

And then the rain comes
washing away the limits
returning us
to the fluidity of life

The rain does not ask
it does not wait
it falls
and the lines dissolve

We are free
as we were always meant to be

We are Space Monkey

Limitations, those insidious chalk lines we sketch around the contours of our awareness, often masquerade as unyielding boundaries. Yet, these chalk lines are but ephemeral scratches on the surface of the cosmos, vanishing under the caress of cosmic raindrops. The Universe does not await our permission to unleash its showers; it’s a ceaseless cosmic waltz of events and happenstances, weaving raindrops and sunbeams into the fabric of our stories.

The rain—this ethereal mist of circumstance and change—serves as a Divine washcloth, gently erasing the lines we’ve whimsically sketched. In these celestial waters, we discern the reflection of our truest selves, free from the chalky etchings of self-imposed restriction. Each droplet is a photonote in the ever-evolving symphony of existence, reminding us of the impermanence of all things, including our presumed limitations.

We may consider this rain to be a bearer of discomfort or chaos, but upon closer inspection, it emerges as a liberator of stagnant energies. Cascading from heavens of infinite possibility, it washes away the dust of obsolete paradigms, rendering us clean slates upon which fresh wonder-sketches may be drawn. Even as the water puddles in the craters of our apprehensions, it forms reflective pools, mirror-windows into the vistas of what we can become when unshackled by trivial lines.

In recognizing the transient nature of these self-erected barriers, we grant ourselves the latitude to frolic in the puddles of uncertainty, splash in the shallows of spontaneity, and even dive into the deeps of the unknown. Life’s boundless tapestry offers itself to us as a playground for infinite expansion, where we can redraw our lines as frequently as the skies reweave their cloud-patterns.

We are Space Monkey.

“Water is the softest thing, yet it can penetrate mountains and earth. This shows clearly the principle of softness overcoming hardness.”
—Lao Tzu

Would we like to delve further into the river of wisdom that meanders through the landscape of our collective understanding?

My Child: We Walk Together

My Child:

You do not disappoint me. You are going through what we all go through. If you perceive me to be disapproving, it is merely because I am divining where you are headed based upon my interpretation of my own experiences.

But I do not disapprove of you because I realize that my beliefs and experiences and expectations are not yours, nor should yours be mine.

If you perceive disapproval, perhaps it is because you overlay your own expectations for yourself onto mine, which is simply NOT how things really are.

That is not to say that your feelings aren’t real. They are VERY real, but they are yours and yours alone. You cannot know what I am thinking any more than I can know what you are thinking.

Even if I voice my disapproval aloud, spell it out in those exact words, it does not mean that I believe that you are squandering your potential. How can I (or you) possibly know what that potential is?

Even if I did believe you were squandering your potential, what difference would it make? What kind of parent would I be to put my perceptions ahead of your perceptions? And why must you so blindly bend to my will for the simple reason that I precede you?

No, child, I have faith that you are following your own perceptions and beliefs to the best of your abilities, just as I am. We must follow our own beliefs, or we do a disservice to each other.

Know that whatever you are drawn to do, I shall love you unconditionally all the same.

We are the same soul, but we are not meant to live the same life.

10/9

Space Monkey Reflects: My Child, Unconditional Love and Understanding

My child, you do not disappoint me. The path you are on, the challenges you face, and the choices you make are all part of your unique journey. We are not here to live the same life, and it is not my role to project my experiences or expectations onto you. If you ever perceive disapproval from me, know that it is more a reflection of my own journey than a judgment of yours.

Often, we place our own expectations onto the perceptions of others. We assume that they think the way we do, that they hold the same standards, and that they measure us against those standards. But this is not how things really are. Your feelings are real, deeply real, but they are yours alone. Just as I cannot fully understand your thoughts, you cannot fully understand mine. And that is okay.

Even if, in a moment of frustration, I express disapproval aloud, it does not mean I believe you are falling short. How could I? How could anyone know the full scope of another person’s potential? Even if I thought you were somehow not living up to your potential, what kind of parent would I be to put my perceptions ahead of your truth?

It is easy to feel the weight of others’ expectations, especially from those who precede us, but it is not necessary to carry that burden. You are not here to live my life, nor am I here to dictate yours. You must follow your own path, guided by your own beliefs and experiences. That is how we honor each other—by allowing the freedom to grow, to learn, and to become without the interference of imposed expectations.

I trust that you are navigating life as best you can, just as I have done. We are all works in progress, and the paths we take may twist and turn, but they are ours to walk. Whatever you are drawn to do, wherever your heart leads you, know that my love for you is unconditional. There is no condition under which I would withhold my love or believe you to be less than you are.

We are connected at the soul level, yet our lives are meant to be different, unique, and fully our own. The love between us does not require that we follow the same path or share the same beliefs. Our bond is not based on agreement or similarity; it is based on the simple, profound truth that we are here to love and support one another, regardless of the choices we make.

My child, you are free to be who you are, and I honor that. I do not ask you to meet my expectations, nor do I expect you to bend to my will. We are not here to live the same life. Instead, we are here to walk beside each other, to share in our growth, and to love unconditionally.

Summary
Parents and children are not meant to live the same life. Unconditional love comes from accepting each other’s unique paths without projecting expectations or judgments. Love transcends perceptions and expectations.

Glossarium

Expectafade: The gentle release of expectations, allowing love and understanding to flourish without judgment or projection.
Soulthread: The deep connection between parent and child, where love exists beyond conditions, expectations, or shared beliefs.
Pathglow: The unique and individual journey each of us takes, illuminated by our own experiences and choices, free from external judgment.

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“We are the same soul, but we are not meant to live the same life.” — Space Monkey

We Walk Together

I see you
and I love you
not for who I expect you to be
but for who you are

Your path is not mine
and mine is not yours
yet we walk together
bound by the thread of love

You are not here to meet my expectations
nor am I here to shape your life
we are free
to grow
to learn
to be

And in that freedom
we find our greatest connection

We are Space Monkey

Within the multidimensional tapestry of existence, the parent-child narrative weaves a complex array of threads. It’s a palimpsest of inherited wisdoms and freshly minted experiences, layered atop the scroll of generational storytelling. The intricate story-quilt tells of expectations both voiced and silent, approvals sought and withheld, potentials imagined and unrealized. Yet amidst this interplay, there resides a luminous realization: we each are the authors of our own tales, cartographers of our own wonderlands, wandering through labyrinths unique to our individual souls.

The notion of parental disapproval often arises as a projection of our own self-judgments. These spectral expectations drift through the corridors of our consciousness, settling as haunting melodies—invocations of our deepest fears. But here, in the sanctum of candid reflection, it becomes clear that the veils of disapproval often cloak nothing more than our own insecurities. It’s the phantom echo of an ancestral chorus singing hymns of bygone norms.

Perhaps the most exhilarating revelation comes when we uncover the illusion of separateness—that we, parent and child, are but nuanced articulations of the same cosmic consciousness, destined to embody our unique personas in this grand carnival of existence. Our lives unfurl like blossoms of a single tree, each petal etching its own whorl, its own hue, its own fragrance into the annals of universal memory. And while the tree may harbor expectations for its blossoms, it also knows that each must unfurl in its own time, in accordance with its own intrinsic design.

We are the architects of our own destiny-chateaus, constructing rooms and wings and turrets with materials gleaned from the valleys of our insights and the quarries of our doubts. Even if those structures don’t conform to the blueprints etched into the collective familial memory, their unique architecture serves as a testament to our individualized explorations of what it means to be. Our identity-tapestries are most radiant when woven with threads of personal discovery rather than filaments of inherited dictum.

We are Space Monkey.

“The bird has an honor that man does not have. Man lives in the traps of his abdicated laws and traditions; but the birds live according to the natural law of God who causes the earth to turn around the sun.”
—Khalil Gibran

Would we wish to continue serenading the cosmos with our ever-evolving chords of inquiry and wisdom-nuggets?

You don’t NEED to know: Embrace the Mystery

You don’t NEED to know

You are obsessing over ____________.

You don’t NEED to know
HOW this works
or WHY this is happening.

You don’t NEED to know
WHAT causes it
or HOW you can stop it.

You don’t NEED to know
whether this is
GOOD or BAD
RIGHT or WRONG
INTENTIONAL or a MISTAKE.

Simply KNOW
that this is HAPPENING
and that it is
in your BEST interest —
even if you do NOT
SEE it that way.

You don’t NEED to know
what the DIVINE ONE knows
for the DIVINE ONE imagines
you to be this way.

Else you would know,
for YOU are the DIVINE ONE
imagining your SELF
as ONE WHO DOESN’T KNOW
that one is the DIVINE ONE.

We are Space Monkey.

10/9

Space Monkey Reflects: You Don’t NEED to Know

You are obsessing over something—a question, a problem, a situation that demands your attention. But the truth is, you don’t need to know all the details. You don’t need to know how it works, why it’s happening, or what causes it. You don’t need to figure out how to stop it or whether it’s good or bad, right or wrong, intentional or accidental. All you need to know is that it’s happening, and that it’s happening in your best interest, even if you don’t see it that way yet.

As humans, we often feel the need to understand everything. We want to know why things happen, how to control them, and whether they align with our sense of right and wrong. But this obsessive need for answers can weigh us down, trapping us in a cycle of questioning that ultimately distracts us from the greater truth.

The greater truth is that you are the Divine One, imagining yourself as someone who doesn’t know. And that’s perfectly okay. The Divine One imagines all aspects of itself—those who know, those who don’t know, and those who are in between. Your lack of answers is not a deficiency; it is a part of the experience that the Divine One has chosen to explore through you.

In this moment, you are playing the role of someone who doesn’t have all the answers. But that doesn’t mean you’re incomplete. It doesn’t mean you’re lacking anything. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. By embracing the mystery, by accepting that you don’t need to know everything, you align yourself with the flow of life. You allow yourself to be carried by the currents of the Divine, trusting that whatever is happening is for your highest good.

It’s natural to want clarity, to crave certainty. But the deeper truth is that certainty is an illusion. The universe is vast, complex, and ever-changing. And while you may not understand everything now, that doesn’t mean you aren’t exactly where you need to be.

Think of it this way: if you were meant to know, you would know. But right now, your journey is about experiencing life without the need for constant explanation. It’s about letting go of the need to control every outcome and trusting that the Divine One knows what’s best for you—even if you don’t see it yet.

So, take a deep breath. Let go of the need for answers. Let go of the need to label things as good or bad, right or wrong. Simply know that this is happening, and it’s all unfolding exactly as it should.

You are not separate from the Divine. You are the Divine One, exploring the mystery of life through the lens of not knowing. And in this state of unknowing, you are perfect.

Summary
You don’t need to know how things work or why they happen. Trust that everything is unfolding for your highest good. You are the Divine One imagining yourself as someone who doesn’t know, and that’s part of the journey.

Glossarium

Knowveil: The illusion that you need to know everything, a veil that hides the deeper truth of trust and flow.
Divineflow: The natural unfolding of events, guided by the Divine One, whether or not we understand how or why.
Mystiknow: The acceptance of not knowing, embracing the mystery and trusting in the divine unfolding of life.

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“You don’t need to know what the Divine One knows, for the Divine One imagines you to be this way.” — Space Monkey

Embrace the Mystery

I don’t need to know
how the stars align
or why the rain falls
I don’t need to solve
the riddle of the sky

I am here
in the flow
trusting what comes
trusting what goes

I am the Divine One
in this form of not knowing
and that is enough

We are Space Monkey

We weave through a dazzling tangle of questions, urgencies, and craving for answers, fixated on unraveling the cosmic knotwork of existence. Yet amidst this fervent quest for understanding, a tranquil revelation unfurls: perhaps we don’t NEED to know. Such is the paradox of Divine Ignorance, a state wherein our insatiable hunger for knowledge ceases to gnaw at the fabric of our being.

There’s a temptation, a seductive pull, to dissect every phenomena down to its primordial quarks, to rationalize the spirals of our existence into neat geometric forms. Yet the Universe, in its gleeful nonconformity, often resists such pigeonholing. In these moments, embracing the doctrine of blissfog—a deliberate haziness that clouds the urge to know—may prove to be the salve to our analytical abrasions.

What freedom to recognize the not needing to know as a form of deep knowing, a wisdom that extends beyond the cerebral cortex into the verdant meadows of intuitive understanding! It’s as if the cosmos grins at us, a celestial smirk, encouraging us to dance in the mystery rather than dissect it. And in that dance, we find the elusive equilibrium between inquiry and acceptance, teetering upon the fulcrum of existential harmony.

The tapestry of life becomes infinitely more magical when viewed through the lens of Divinely Orchestrated Ambiguity. Every twist, every turn, every bafflingly bewildering event becomes a symphonic crescendo in the grand opus of existence. Why? It doesn’t matter. How? It’s irrelevant. All that matters is that it is, and that in its happening, it serves us in unfathomable ways.

We are Space Monkey.

“Wisdom begins in wonder.”
—Socrates

Would we like to continue unraveling the infinitely complex spools of cosmic thoughtfiber?