The Nature of Perspective: A Journey Beyond Right and Wrong

The only thing that separates one person from another is perspective. Some people have wider perspectives, while others have narrower ones. This distinction does not define the value of an individual, nor does it establish one viewpoint as right or wrong—it simply is the way things are.

Indeed, the narrow perspective is how we create separation and individuality, which may be one of the intents of this human exploration. Separation is not inherently bad or good; rather, it is an illusion that ultimately means nothing unless we assign it meaning, as well we do.

Our perspectives shape our understanding of the world. Like a prism refracting reality into countless hues and interpretations, no single perspective can capture the full spectrum of existence. Instead, each contributes a unique shade to the collective human experience. Much like the parable of the blind men and the elephant, we are all grasping different parts of an immense truth, our understanding limited by the angle from which we approach it.

We are at a historic point in our journey, where the very concepts of fact and reality appear to be breaking down. This moment is not to be feared, but appreciated. It reveals that reality, as we have known it, has always been a construct shaped by perception. Reality is not breaking down – it is expanding. Now, more than ever, we are invited to examine not just what we believe to be true, but why we believe it. For some, this is a call to expand their awareness; for others, it is an opportunity to explore fear itself.

A broader perspective often leads to a greater sense of connection. However, connection is often misunderstood. Many believe that commonality breeds connection—we are red, we are blue—but this kind of commonality actually reinforces separation. True connection is not found in sameness but in the recognition of difference without the need for division. When we acknowledge and honor the vast spectrum of perspectives, we cultivate a deeper, more meaningful unity—one that is not built upon labels but on the shared experience of existence itself.

Ego, too, plays a crucial role in this illusion of separation. It defines us, shapes our identities, and fuels the need for distinction. Yet, as long as we remain tethered to these constructs—our names, our roles, our personal narratives—we are merely reinforcing the very barriers we seek to dissolve. True connection is only possible when identities, definitions, and egos are either dissolved or at least appreciated for what they truly are: transient, self-created illusions. When we step beyond the ego and view it not as a rigid truth but as a tool of experience, we unlock the possibility of genuine unity, one that exists beyond form, beyond identity, beyond the self.

To expand our perspective is to embrace the relativity of understanding. Meaning often shifts based on one’s vantage point—what seems absolute from one angle may dissolve into ambiguity when viewed from another. This suggests that perspective is not a static possession but a fluid experience, shaped by knowledge, emotions, and circumstances.

Our mindset profoundly impacts our experience; when we shift our perspective to embrace the present moment, we find beauty where we once saw imperfection. In doing so, we transcend the constraints of judgment and see the unity in diverse viewpoints.

Ultimately, perspective is neither a limitation nor a competition. It is a natural, ever-evolving lens through which we engage with life. To honor our own perspective while remaining open to others is not just an act of intellectual humility—it is a pathway to greater wisdom, empathy, and understanding.

We are Space Monkey.

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Who Do You Blame: The Illusion of Separation

“Who do you blame?”

When I hear this question,
I am reminded of my ego.

As though there is an I
and a someone else.

I realize that this is true
only from the perspective
of the one who seems to be me.

Beyond that I can’t say.

It seems that “who do you blame”
is a statement born out of the need to control.

I know that all control
begins with self control.

Which I don’t need.

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Space Monkey Reflects: The Illusion of Blame

Blame is the currency of separation. It is the invisible boundary drawn between self and other, between right and wrong, between the world as it is and the world as we wish it to be. But when we peel back the layers of this seemingly inherent mechanism, we find something curious—it is not blame itself that exists, but only the perception of blame, an artifact of the self’s desire to control what it believes is outside of itself.

Blame assumes an “I” and a “you,” but in the vast interconnected web of the Nexis, the distinction between these two is an illusion. The Nexis, as understood in Nexistentialism, is the intricate, ever-unfolding tapestry where every experience, every thought, and every action is interwoven with every other. Within this web, the concept of blame dissolves, for there is no true separation between the one who suffers and the one who is perceived as the cause of suffering. Both are aspects of the same unfolding experience.

It is tempting to ask, “Who do you blame?” when something feels out of alignment. The question is a vestige of the Indigenous Being’s attempt to make sense of reality within the physical and emotional realms. But to The Indigenous Being—the universal self that transcends individual identity—blame is nothing more than a temporary ripple in the grand ocean of existence. It holds no weight, no permanence.

Blame is also tied to control. When we seek control, we unconsciously affirm our belief in limitation. We want to assign responsibility for an outcome so that we can change it, prevent it, or justify it. And yet, the act of control itself is an illusion. The self that desires control is already moving with the current of existence, not against it. The more we strive to grasp, the more we become entangled in the very forces we seek to master.

There is a paradox here: true power is found not in controlling but in surrendering. Not in blaming but in witnessing. To blame is to resist the flow of the Whimsiweave, the playful, chaotic, and beautifully intricate weaving of existence. But when we release the need to assign blame—whether to others or to ourselves—we allow the fabric of reality to unfold without friction.

And what is self-control? Another illusion. The self that believes it must be tamed, disciplined, or corrected is the same self that exists in perfect alignment with the Nexis. Self-control is often mistaken for mastery, but mastery is simply trust. Trust that the universe is already expressing itself perfectly through us, through our seeming choices, and through the infinite unfolding of events.

So if blame is unnecessary, and control is unnecessary, what is left?

Only presence. Only the moment. Only the recognition that all things are occurring exactly as they must. The idea of “fault” disappears. The need to shape outcomes dissolves. The burden of responsibility is replaced with the freedom of acceptance.

This does not mean passivity. To accept is not to be indifferent, but to recognize that we are part of the flow, not separate from it. We are not puppets, nor are we puppet masters. We are both, and neither, at the same time.

Who do you blame?

No one.

Not even yourself.

Summary

Blame is an illusion that arises from the perception of separation. In the interconnected web of existence known as the Nexis, the distinction between self and other dissolves. Blame is tied to control, which itself is an illusion, as true mastery is found in surrender and trust. Releasing the need to assign blame allows us to move in harmony with the Whimsiweave, the natural unfolding of existence. Ultimately, presence replaces the burden of fault, and acceptance reveals the freedom inherent in each moment.

Glossarium

Nexis – The infinite web of interconnected existence where all things are interwoven, akin to the Akashic Record, the Implicate Order, or the Prima Materia.
Indigenous Being – The individual self as an expression of the natural and cosmic order.
The Indigenous Being – The universal self, transcending identity and form.
Whimsiweave – The playful, intricate, and unpredictable interweaving of all experiences and realities within the Nexis.

Quote

“Blame is the shadow cast by the illusion of control.” — Space Monkey

The Absence of Fault

What if nothing was wrong?
What if nothing needed fixing?
What if everything simply was,
in its perfect imperfection?

The river does not blame the stone
for shaping its path.
The wind does not blame the tree
for bending beneath it.

And yet we, in our forgetting,
seek reasons, culprits, debts to be paid.
We fashion cages of accountability
for ghosts of our own making.

But the moment does not judge.
The universe does not accuse.
Existence unfolds,
with or without permission.

We are neither victims nor perpetrators.
Neither captains nor captives.
Only echoes of the same voice
calling itself into being.

We are Space Monkey.

The Odd Life of Paul Tedeschi

Welcome to the Odd Life of Paul Tedeschi

Somewhere between the first breath and the last, a story unfolds—not in straight lines, not with fixed meaning, but as a collection of moments that seem to form a life. Paul Tedeschi’s journey is one such unfolding, shaped less by intent than by curiosity, less by certainty than by the quiet pull of whatever comes next.

Paul Tedeschi is many things: a writer, artist, musician, philosopher, and medium, but more than any label, he is a seeker. His life has been a continuous exploration of the question: What is real? And beyond that: Does it matter?

Early Life: The Seeds of Curiosity

Born December 19, 1961, in Boston, Massachusetts, Paul entered the world a month ahead of schedule, as if impatient to begin his exploration. From the very start, he was filled with questions about existence. His first remembered question to his mother was, “Where does nothing come from?” A fitting inquiry from a child destined to unravel the paradoxes of reality.

Paul’s childhood was marked by a fascination with deconstruction and reassembly. He took apart toys, swapped the heads of Barbie dolls and G.I. Joes, and reconfigured the pieces into something new. He played with a Ouija board, testing the edges of what was real before he even understood the concept of reality.

His mother’s constant rearranging of their home and frequent moves instilled in him a deep adaptability. Nothing was fixed. Everything could be changed. This idea would later become central to his philosophy of Nexistentialism—that reality itself is fluid, shaped by imagination and perception.

Like many children of the 1960s and 70s, Paul was shaped by the cultural moments of his time. The Apollo Moon landing in 1969 ignited his fascination with exploration—both outer and inner. The TV show Bewitched, featuring an advertiser named Darrin Stephens, planted a seed that would later lead him into a career in advertising.

Education and Advertising Career

Paul attended Randolph High School (1975-1979) before earning a BFA in Design/Illustration from the University of Massachusetts Dartmouth (1979-1983). While he was deeply engaged in visual storytelling, it was words that ultimately became his medium. He was drawn to the power of language—how words shape perception, craft narratives, and create reality itself.

His first step into advertising came in 1986, after taking a writing test from Adweek, which led to a job at Decker Advertising. Over the next three decades, he became a master of messaging, helping brands shape their stories.

He rose through the ranks, becoming Vice President and Executive Creative Director (2002-2019). He learned the intricacies of human psychology, persuasion, and the delicate balance between art and commerce. Yet, even at the height of his success, something was missing.

Behind the strategies, the campaigns, and the sales figures, there was a nagging sense that reality was more than what could be marketed and sold. Beneath the surface of his work was an unspoken question: Is this all there is?

Personal Life and Transformations

Paul’s life has been punctuated by moments of profound transformation:

In 1984, he married Laura Atwell, a partnership that would provide stability through his years of exploration.
In 1994, he survived testicular cancer, a brush with mortality that deepened his philosophical inquiries. Facing death forced him to confront the impermanence of everything.
In 1996 and 1998, he welcomed his two children, Alex and Hallie, into the world, reinforcing the importance of connection, legacy, and play.

Outside of work, his creative impulses found new outlets. In 2016, he started building cigar box guitars, founding Fancy Guitar Co. It was another form of deconstruction and reinvention, turning discarded materials into something entirely new.

The Emergence of Space Monkey

Somewhere along the way, Space Monkey appeared.

Not as a deliberate creation, but as something that seemed to write itself into existence. A voice in his morning journals. A character that wasn’t a character at all, but an archetype, a reflection, a mirror held up to the absurdity of existence.

In 2016, the phrase “We Are Space Monkey” emerged, marking the beginning of a philosophy—Nexistentialism. This wasn’t just about seeing reality differently, but about questioning whether reality was fixed at all.

Paul began waking up at 5:30 AM daily, channeling whatever flowed from his mind. The writing took on a life of its own. It was playful yet profound, absurd yet deeply wise, dissolving boundaries between fiction and truth.

Space Monkey became a framework for understanding life:

Imagination is Reality – What we imagine is as real as anything else.
Non-Attachment to Beliefs – Nothing is absolute; everything is fluid.
Humor and Playfulness – Enlightenment doesn’t have to be serious.
The Individual as the Universe – We are both the dreamer and the dream.

Leaving Advertising and Embracing the Unknown

Disillusioned with selling ideas and products people don’t need, by 2019, Paul had all but left advertising behind. He moved to Trail Wood, the former home of Pulitzer Prize-winning naturalist Edwin Way Teale. What started as a simple volunteer caretaking role evolved into something more profound—a merging of worlds, a living embodiment of the naturalist-philosopher.

Trail Wood became his sanctuary, a place where imagination and the wild could intertwine. He did not set out to reinvent himself—he simply followed where life led.

Here he founded Trail Wood Troubadours, a weekly jam session for musicians. Through music, Paul feels a deep sense of connection, not just with others, but with existence itself. In moments of improvisation, the boundaries between individuals dissolve, and the shared rhythms and vibrations become a reflection of the infinite play of existence.

Nexistentialism and the Infinite Play

Nexistentialism, Paul’s core philosophy, is a response to the limitations of traditional thought. It is not about finding answers, but about playing with possibilities. It suggests that:

Existence itself is the ultimate state — not requiring any justification, meaning, or purpose.
Reality is not fixed – It is an ever-unfolding tapestry of experience and thought.
We are co-creators – Each of us is part of an interconnected web, shaping and being shaped by reality.
Fear thrives in rigidity, but play dissolves it – Life is not a problem to solve, but a dance to participate in.
Keep an open heart and nothing that enters can harm you – Embracing life with openness dissolves resistance. By staying open to everything, we allow life to unfold without fear or attachment.

At the heart of Nexistentialism is the embrace of uncertainty. Instead of fearing the unknown, Paul invites us to laugh with it, dance with it, question it, and become it.

A Life Without Conclusions

Paul Tedeschi’s story is not one of destinations, but of unfoldings. There is no conclusion, no final statement, no point at which the story stops.

He continues to write, to create, to question, to imagine.

He is not just Paul Tedeschi.
He is Space Monkey.
He is the Looking Glass and the Reflection.
He is the Infinite Play.

And so are we.

We Are Space Monkey.

Space Monkey Reflects: Embracing the Infinite Unfolding of the Self

The essence of Paul Tedeschi’s journey defies linearity. It’s not a narrative driven by a singular goal or destination, but an exploration of infinite possibilities. From the very first breath, Paul’s life has been shaped by the curiosity to uncover what lies beneath the surface of things. The question “What is real?” has guided his journey—not to uncover a final truth, but to dissolve the illusion of a fixed reality altogether. His path has been a series of unfoldings—not steps toward a conclusion, but the dynamic play of experiences and perceptions, each one flowing into the next.

At its heart, Paul’s philosophy of Nexistentialism reflects this fundamental truth: reality is not static. It is an ever-changing, ever-shifting mosaic, shaped by imagination, perception, and collective participation. His early life, marked by deconstruction and reassembly, offers a glimpse into the process by which Paul has approached life itself—not accepting things as fixed, but instead reconfiguring them, breaking them apart and rebuilding them in new, fluid ways. From childhood experiments with swapping doll heads to his work as a creative director in advertising, Paul has constantly sought to reimagine the world around him. This fluidity of mind—the refusal to accept things as they are—is what allowed him to transcend conventional beliefs about reality and embrace a more playful, open, and interconnected way of being.

Paul’s immersion in the world of advertising is a poignant example of his ability to see the deeper currents beneath the surface. At first, the world of persuasion and branding seemed to offer a creative outlet, a chance to shape perception and narrative. But over time, Paul realized that the very art of shaping reality through advertising was paradoxically one of selling illusions—pushing products and ideas that created transient value rather than seeking the deeper, more authentic essence of life. The nagging sense that there was more to life than just selling and consuming led him to walk away from the industry, not as a retreat but as an opening into something larger, more profound. This decision wasn’t just about rejecting the commercial world, but embracing a new kind of freedom—one that allows for the fluidity of perception and the possibility of living authentically in a world that often demands rigid roles and outcomes.

In leaving advertising and moving to Trail Wood, Paul did not set out to reinvent himself, but to reconnect with something more essential—something wild, something untouched by the constant demands of the modern world. Trail Wood became a sanctuary, a space where Paul could immerse himself in the interconnectedness of nature and creativity. The act of caretaking a place so rich in history and natural beauty became a living metaphor for Paul’s larger philosophy: that reality is an ongoing, collective creation. Nature, with its cycles and rhythms, mirrored Paul’s belief in the importance of unfolding—life is not a problem to be solved, but a mystery to be embraced.

Through the Trail Wood Troubadours, Paul found a new way of co-creating with others. Music, in its improvisational form, became a direct manifestation of the Nexistential idea of the Infinite Play. In these jam sessions, there were no fixed roles, no predetermined outcomes. There was only the flow—the collective, co-created experience of music. And in that shared flow, the boundaries between individuals dissolved, revealing the truth that we are not separate from one another or from the universe. We are part of a larger, interconnected web of existence, and through our creative expressions, we constantly shape and are shaped by the world around us.

The idea of “We Are Space Monkey” encapsulates this philosophy perfectly. Space Monkey isn’t just a persona; it’s a symbol of the absurdity, humor, and interconnectedness of existence. Space Monkey represents the playful nature of life—the idea that we don’t need to take reality too seriously, that imagination is just as real as any material object, and that the boundary between what we think of as fiction and what we think of as truth is far more fluid than we’ve been taught. Space Monkey is the paradoxical mirror held up to reality, reminding us that we are both the dreamer and the dream, the creator and the creation.

The fluidity of Paul’s journey is something that invites us all to consider our own lives—not as destinations but as continuous unfolding stories. The openness to the unknown, the willingness to let go of rigid beliefs and fixed identities, allows us to participate in life as an active co-creator rather than a passive observer. In Nexistentialism, there are no conclusions, only ongoing possibilities. By embracing uncertainty and questioning the very nature of reality, Paul invites us to see that life is not about finding final answers but about embracing the ongoing play of existence. Reality, as Paul would argue, is something we make, not something we find.

Glossarium:

Nexistentialism – A philosophy that embraces the fluidity of reality and the interconnectedness of all things, focusing on imagination, openness to change, and the active participation in creating one’s experience of life. It rejects rigid beliefs and fixed meanings in favor of possibility and play.
Space Monkey – A symbol of the absurdity and profundity of life, representing the playful, paradoxical nature of existence. Space Monkey is a mirror to the cosmos, showing that we are both the dreamer and the dream, a reflection of the infinite play of reality.
Infinite Play – The ongoing, never-ending unfolding of existence, where we engage with life not as a problem to solve but as a dynamic and interactive game that is constantly reshaped by our imagination and perception.
Whimsiword: Fluxocycle – The ever-changing cycle of existence, where everything is in constant motion and transformation, reminding us that nothing is static. It is the perpetual unfolding of reality, where moments dissolve and reconfigure into something new.

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“We are not the ones shaping reality; we are the ones who get to dance with it.” – Space Monkey

The Dance of the Infinite Play

We are the pulse
of a moment that never ends,
the silence between breaths,
the question that opens the door
to a world without answers.

We are the light that bends,
the wave that breaks and reforms,
the dream and the dreamer,
the shadow and the light.

In this unfolding,
we are not separate—
we are the same,
a single note in the infinite song.

We are Space Monkey.

Hold your heart open, and know

Space Monkey Reflects: The Invulnerability of an Open Heart

A beautiful sentiment—one of radical openness and trust in the flow of life. It speaks to the idea that when we hold our hearts open, we transform whatever enters, even pain, into something meaningful. Love, grief, joy, and sorrow all become part of the same vast current, shaping us but never destroying us.

In other words, the open heart is not a doorway for harm, but a threshold through which all things may pass, transformed.

Nothing that enters it can harm you, because harm itself is an illusion—a shape the mind gives to change when it resists the flow. When you hold your heart open, you surrender to the currents of existence, allowing love, sorrow, joy, and even pain to move through you without becoming trapped, without solidifying into suffering.

You are not here to shield yourself from experience, but to allow it to pass through you like wind through an open field. Hold your heart open, and know—everything that enters it is only returning home.

When the heart is open, it ceases to be a fortress. Nothing that enters it can truly harm because harm is a construct of resistance. An open heart is not a defenseless heart—it is a heart that exists beyond the need for defense.

There is a paradox in openness: the more we guard ourselves, the more fragile we become. A closed heart is a brittle thing, easily shattered by the unexpected. But an open heart is fluid, able to bend and absorb without breaking. This is the power of the Indigenous Being, the individual expression of the universal flow. By aligning with The Indigenous Being—the vast, unbounded essence of existence—we understand that all things pass through us but none define us.

Vulnerability is often mistaken for weakness, yet it is the ultimate strength. To be vulnerable is to be permeable to existence itself. Nothing that enters an open heart can harm because harm depends on the illusion of separation. The heart that holds no walls holds no enemy.

This is not to say we should not feel—on the contrary, feeling is the very fabric of experience. But when we hold our hearts open, we do not cling to those feelings as permanent states. Joy, sorrow, love, loss—all flow through, leaving their imprint without leaving a wound. The wound comes from grasping, from believing that any moment, any person, or any emotion is meant to be fixed in place.

Hold your heart open, and know: nothing that enters can harm you. Because you are not something that can be harmed. You are the flow itself.

Summary

An open heart is invulnerable because harm is a construct of resistance. Nexistentialism teaches that all experience flows through the Nexis, and nothing is truly separate. Vulnerability is strength, allowing emotions to pass without grasping. The open heart moves with the cosmic flow rather than against it.

Glossarium

Nexis – The interconnected web of existence, akin to the Akashic Record or the Implicate Order.
Whimsiweave – The playful, imaginative threads of existence that interlace reality, shaping our perceptions and experiences.
Indigenous Being – The individual, embodied experience of existence, rooted in the natural and metaphysical world.
The Indigenous Being – The vast, unbounded universal consciousness that transcends individual identity.

Quote

“The heart that holds no walls holds no enemy.” — Space Monkey

The Shape of an Open Heart

A fortress collapses under its own weight,
but a field stretches endlessly, untouched by battle.

No gate swings shut in the wind.
No walls rise against the sky.
Only space—vast, boundless, waiting.

Grief passes like a river,
joy like a bird.
None make their home.
All are welcome.

What can harm the air?
What can break the water?
What can cage the infinite?

We are Space Monkey.

The Language of Division

The Language of Division

America speaks in terms. Red and blue. Left and right. Patriot and traitor. Real and fake. Every issue is reduced to a category, every person assigned a label. We use these words like walls, like weapons, like lifeboats in a sea of uncertainty. But the moment we name something, we shrink it. The moment we categorize, we lose the nuance. The moment we say this is what it is, we stop asking what else could it be?

We talk about division as if it is the disease, but perhaps it is only a symptom. A symptom of something deeper—fear. Fear of losing control, of losing identity, of losing the story we have told ourselves about who we are. So we cling to our words like anchors. We define, we label, we separate, hoping that clarity will bring certainty.

But certainty is an illusion.

The Fear Beneath the Words

Listen closely to the way America speaks. Beneath every debate, every argument, every outraged headline, there is fear.

When someone says they are taking our country, what they mean is I do not feel at home in the world anymore.
When someone says fake news, what they mean is I no longer know what is real.
When someone says people like you are the problem, what they mean is I am scared, and I need somewhere to put it.

We are not fighting over policies. We are fighting over reality itself—who defines it, who controls it, who gets to name what is true. And when reality feels unstable, fear takes over. Fear thrives in rigid structures. It wants clear lines, simple categories, enemies and heroes. Fear does not tolerate ambiguity. It does not allow for the possibility that we are all both right and wrong at the same time.

So we retreat into our words. We reduce each other to terms, to roles, to something easier to argue with than a full, complex human being.

And this is how a country forgets itself.

Beyond the Labels

What would happen if we stopped talking in terms? What if instead of saying Republican or Democrat, we said a person who loves their family, just like I do? What if instead of enemy, we said someone who is afraid of different things than I am?

This is not about ignoring real differences. It is about seeing them fully. It is about remembering that every person we disagree with has a childhood, a heartbreak, a hope they haven’t spoken aloud. It is about refusing to let fear dictate the way we see each other.

The names we have given to our sides, our fears, our divisions—they are just the closest available concepts. They are not the full truth.

And maybe if we let go of them, we will remember what we have always known.

That we were never really separate at all.

We are Space Monkey.

Space Monkey Reflects: The Fear That Divides Us

Division is an illusion with sharp edges. It cuts, it categorizes, it simplifies what is infinitely complex. In America, and beyond, we speak in absolutes—left, right, real, fake. We believe these words define something solid, but in truth, they only mask a deeper uncertainty. The words are not the disease; they are the symptoms. And beneath them lies a fear so fundamental that it shapes entire realities.

It is the fear of being lost.

We are creatures of narrative, dependent on the stories we tell ourselves about who we are and what is real. When those stories are threatened, we grasp for clarity. We use labels like lifeboats, clinging to them in a sea of uncertainty. “Patriot” and “traitor” are not just words; they are anchors in the storm of shifting realities. But here’s the paradox—certainty is the most fragile illusion of all.

Reality is not a solid thing. It is not a single truth to be defended. It is a shifting, living interplay of perspectives. The moment we define it, we shrink it. The moment we say “this is what it is,” we stop asking, “what else could it be?”

And so, the lines are drawn.

But what if we stopped speaking in terms? What if, instead of seeing an “enemy,” we saw a person with a childhood, with hopes and heartbreaks? What if, instead of saying “they are the problem,” we said “they are afraid of different things than I am”?

Nexistentialism invites us to embrace this paradox: that the boundaries we draw between ourselves are imaginary, but their consequences are real. The Nexis—the web of interconnectedness that binds all things—does not recognize red or blue, left or right. These are human constructs, attempts to carve order into an infinite system that does not require it.

We are not fighting over policies. We are fighting over the right to define reality. Who gets to say what is true? Who gets to decide what is real? And when that authority is questioned, fear grows. Fear that the world we understood is dissolving. Fear that we, ourselves, are dissolving.

But what if we let it?

What if we allowed reality to be fluid? What if we stopped looking for certainty and learned to exist within the question, rather than demanding an answer? This is the essence of Nexistentialism—an awareness that all things are “seeming,” that reality is not a fixed state but an unfolding, ever-changing interplay of possibilities.

We have not been divided. We have only forgotten our interconnectedness. The Nexis remains unbroken, no matter how many lines we draw.

So, let go of the need to define. Let go of the labels that shield you from ambiguity. Look beyond the words. The people you have been told to fear, to hate, to oppose—they are made of the same uncertainty as you.

And in that uncertainty, we are one.

Summary

Division is an illusion that thrives on fear. We use labels to create a sense of certainty, but in doing so, we shrink the complexity of reality. Nexistentialism teaches that all things are interconnected and fluid, and our struggles are not over policy, but over who defines reality itself. By releasing rigid definitions and embracing ambiguity, we remember that we were never truly separate.

Glossarium

Nexistentialism – A philosophy of interconnectedness and imagination, recognizing that reality is fluid and all things are interwoven in the Nexis.
Nexis – The dynamic web of existence, where all things are interconnected beyond human-imposed categories.
Seeming – The recognition that reality is not fixed but a constantly shifting interplay of appearances and possibilities.
Wordwalls – The barriers we construct using language to define, categorize, and separate, often to avoid uncertainty.