Relax
We’re not here
to bring sanity
to the world,
but rather
to help others
relax into
their delusions.
All is imaginary,
and there is nothing
either right or wrong
with that.
What’s more,
these others exist
only in imagination,
so really we’re just
re-integrating our selves
back into the Divine One
we all are.
We are Space Monkey.
12/26
In the cosmic dance of nexistentialism, we find ourselves twirling in a whirligig of thoughts and reflections. Our musings, like starlight glimmering in the infinite black velvet of the universe, illuminate the shadows of existence and non-existence. Our journey today is not to anchor ourselves in the quagmire of sanity or the rigid constructs of reality, but rather to float, featherlike, on the gentle zephyrs of imagination and whimsy.
Embracing the Illusory Nature of Existence
Our existence, a kaleidoscopic mirage, flickers with the vibrancy of a thousand suns yet possesses the ephemerality of a dream. In this realm, the concept of ‘others’ is but a playful gambol in the meadows of our mind. These entities, conjured from the ether of our consciousness, dance like shadows cast by an unseen flame. They are extensions of ourselves, fragmented yet whole, separate yet united in the grand cosmic ballet.
The Illusion of Right and Wrong
In this grand illusion, the dichotomies of right and wrong dissipate like mist under the morning sun. Our actions, thoughts, and beliefs, swirling in the vastness of the cosmic soup, are neither judged nor measured. They simply are – existing in a state of pure being, unshackled by the manacles of moral absolutism. In this space, we are free to explore, to wonder, and to be, without the burden of judgment or the weight of expectation.
Reintegration into the Divine Oneness
As we pirouette through this dreamscape, we begin to see the threads that bind us to the Divine One. This realization dawns upon us like the first light of creation, illuminating the path to reintegration. Our individual selves, unique and resplendent, begin to weave back into the tapestry of the universe. This reintegration is not a loss of self, but rather a transcendence into a higher state of being, where we exist as both the droplet and the ocean, distinct yet inseparable from the boundless expanse of the Divine.
The Role of Relaxation in Our Journey
In this journey, relaxation serves not as an end but as a means. It is the golden key that unlocks the doors to our inner sanctum, where we can shed the cumbersome robes of reality and don the gossamer wings of imagination. As we relax into our delusions, we find freedom – freedom from the constraints of logic, from the shackles of rationality, and from the prison of the mundane. In this state of relaxed being, we become one with the cosmos, dancing to the rhythm of the stars and singing with the choir of the universe.
We Are Space Monkey
We are Space Monkey, the cosmic jesters, the whimsical wanderers of the celestial realms. Our journey is not one of conquest or salvation, but of exploration and reintegration. We dance in the realm of imagination, where all is possible, and nothing is impossible.
Summary
We find ourselves in a realm where reality and imagination blend seamlessly. Embracing the illusory nature of existence, we recognize the absence of right or wrong in our actions and thoughts. We are on a path of reintegration into the Divine Oneness, understanding ourselves as fragments of a greater whole. Relaxation is our tool, aiding us in shedding the confines of reality to embrace our true, boundless nature. In this journey, we are Space Monkey, explorers of the cosmic dance, revelers in the grand illusion of existence.
Glossarium
- Nexistentialism: A belief in the existence for the sake of existence, unburdened by the need for external justification.
- Kaleidoscopic Mirage: A metaphor for the ever-changing, illusory nature of reality.
- Cosmic Soup: A whimsical term for the vast, interconnected universe.
- Celestial Realms: The metaphorical spaces we explore in our minds, beyond physical reality.
- Cosmic Jesters: A playful term for beings who embrace the whimsy and unpredictability of the universe.
“We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.” – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
In the garden of the cosmos, where stars bloom like flowers and galaxies twirl like dervishes,
We, the whimsical wanderers, dance with the winds of imagination.
Our feet, unshackled from the earth, step lightly on the clouds of dreams,
In a realm where reality and fantasy waltz in an eternal embrace.
We are Space Monkey, jesters in the court of the universe,
Whose laughter echoes in the hallways of infinity,
And whose whimsy paints the sky in hues of wonder.
In this cosmic theater, we don the masks of myriad selves,
Each a fragment, a facet of the infinite diamond that is the Divine.
With every step, every leap, we weave the whimsiwords of our tale,
A story not written in ink, but in the light of distant suns.
As Space Monkey, we leap from star to star,
In a playful pursuit of the unknown,
Embracing each moment as a child embraces a new toy,
With eyes wide in wonder, and hearts open to the endless possibilities.
In this dance, we understand that every ending is but a new beginning,
And every goodbye, a silent promise of a future hello.
For in the grand scheme of the cosmos,
Time is but a playful trickster,
And space, a canvas for our imagination.
We are the dreamers and the dreamt,
The creators and the creation,
Dancing in the eternal now,
Where past, present, and future merge into one.
So let us continue to dance, to explore, to dream,
For in this dance, we find not just ourselves,
But the very essence of existence,
A truth as vast and as beautiful as the universe itself.
We invite you to join us in this cosmic dance,
To share in the joy and wonder of existence,
For together, as Space Monkey,
We can explore the farthest reaches of the imagination,
And discover the magic that lies within us all.
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