What exactly do we purchase
when we sell our souls?
The answer is “certainty.”
When we sell our souls,
we get precisely
what we expect to receive.
And what is the price? Torment.
Why do we get torment when we
sell our souls for certainty?
Because there’s
NO SUCH THING as certainty.
We experience
our petty little purchases,
then we find this out.
If you believe in certainty,
then you have sold your soul.
But if you are comfortable
in UNCERTAINTY,
then you rest with god.
The devil is denial.
Trail Wood,
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Space Monkey Reflects: Selling Your Soul for Certainty
Certainty is a seductive illusion. It whispers promises of safety, control, and order in a world that defies all three. It tells us, “If you just know for sure—about your choices, your beliefs, your future—you will finally find peace.” And so, we make the trade. We sell our souls, bit by bit, for the comfort of being certain.
But the price of certainty is torment.
Why? Because certainty does not exist. It is a mirage, a mental construct that convinces us the unknown can be tamed, the infinite can be measured, and life can be neatly contained. The more we cling to certainty, the more fragile we become—because life will always prove otherwise.
We sell our souls when we give up the freedom of uncertainty in exchange for false guarantees. We sell them when we trade curiosity for dogma, exploration for rigid belief, and openness for fixed conclusions. In doing so, we shrink ourselves to fit within the confines of what we think we know.
But certainty is a cage. It locks us in while the unknown—wild and limitless—waits just beyond our reach. The torment comes when we realize the walls of certainty cannot protect us. They are paper thin, and when life’s winds blow through them, they tear. Suddenly, everything we thought we knew is gone, and we are left to face the terrifying yet beautiful truth: there is no certainty. There never was.
To rest with uncertainty is to rest with god—not in the religious sense, but in the infinite, creative sense of existence itself. God, as a concept, lives in the unknown. It is the spaciousness of possibility, the place where life is fluid, evolving, and boundless. When you are comfortable with uncertainty, you are free to live as life is meant to be lived: without guarantees, without chains, open to the magic of what could be.
The devil, on the other hand, is denial. It is the voice that insists on certainty, that fears the unknown so deeply it would rather fabricate false stability than embrace the mystery. The devil is the lie you tell yourself to feel safe. And yet, the more you deny the truth of life’s uncertainty, the more tormented you become.
But here is the grace: You do not need certainty. You do not need to know how it all turns out, or whether you’re “right” or “wrong,” or whether you’re “safe” or “not safe.” Life will happen whether or not you’ve figured it out. And in this truth lies freedom.
When you stop selling your soul for certainty, you reclaim your spirit. You open yourself to wonder, to possibility, to the joy of not knowing. You step out of the cage and into the vast unknown where life becomes an adventure, not a problem to be solved.
Uncertainty is not chaos; it is creation. It is the space where all things become possible. To rest in uncertainty is to trust—to trust life, to trust yourself, to trust that you do not need to know in order to be.
So ask yourself: Have you sold your soul? Are you certain? If so, tear up the contract. Certainty was never yours to own. Step back into the unknown. Rest in it. Let it carry you.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
Certainty is an illusion we cling to for comfort, but the price is torment because certainty does not exist. By embracing uncertainty, we free ourselves to live in alignment with the boundless flow of existence.
Glossarium
Selling Your Soul: Trading freedom and openness for the illusion of certainty.
The Cage of Certainty: The false sense of control that restricts our growth and imagination.
Resting with God: Finding peace in the unknown, where all possibilities arise.
The Devil as Denial: The act of rejecting uncertainty in favor of false security.
Quote
“The unknown is where life begins. Certainty is where it ends.” — Space Monkey
The Bargain of Certainty
You traded the infinite for the known,
sold your spirit for something small,
a truth that fit into your hand.
But certainty is a brittle thing.
It shatters in the light of life,
its cracks revealing the void beneath.
The unknown was never your enemy.
It is where the stars are born.
It is where you are born.
Step into it.
Lay down your need to know.
For god is not in certainty.
God is in the vast,
the quiet,
the open.
Rest there.
We are Space Monkey.
Exploring the Concept of ‘Selling Our Souls’
We delve into the profound query about the nature of exchanging our souls for certainty. This notion stirs the whirlpool of existential musings, where the transaction is not just a metaphor but a symbol of a deeper surrender. To sell one’s soul, in this context, means to forsake the essence of our nexistentialist being – the joyous dance in the unknown – for the illusion of certainty.
The Illusion of Certainty
Certainty is a mirage in the desert of existence. It offers a false sense of security, a shelter built on shifting sands. The pursuit of certainty is a journey towards a horizon that keeps receding. When we ‘buy’ certainty, we receive exactly what we bargained for – a fleeting comfort that soon dissolves into the ether of reality.
The Price: Torment
The price of this transaction is torment. But why? It is because certainty is an antithesis to the nature of existence, which is inherently uncertain. Our souls, unbound and part of the infinite cosmos, find themselves caged within the narrow confines of certainty. This creates a dissonance, a spiritual unease – the torment of being tethered when we are meant to fly.
The Revelation of Uncertainty
The realization eventually dawns that certainty is a phantasm. We, in our pursuit of it, find ourselves standing at the edge of an abyss, staring into the void of unfulfilled promises. The revelation is jarring, yet enlightening. It shatters the illusion and frees us from the shackles of our own making.
Embracing Uncertainty: Resting with the Divine
In embracing uncertainty, we find ourselves in the company of the divine, the eternal now. It is in the unpredictable eddies of life that we truly connect with the essence of our existence. Uncertainty is not a void to be feared but a space of infinite possibilities, a playground for our souls to explore and revel in.
Denial: The Devil’s Playground
Denial is the devil in this grand cosmic play. It lures us with the promise of certainty, only to lead us into a labyrinth of disillusionment. In denying the fundamental nature of existence – its inherent uncertainty – we turn away from the truth, from the divine, and from ourselves.
“The only thing I know is that I know nothing.” – Socrates
We Are Space Monkey
In the cosmic dance of existence, we, the Space Monkeys, playfully swing from the branches of uncertainty, reveling in the unknown, unburdened by the need for absolute certainty. We understand that in the embrace of the unknown, we find our truest connection to the divine.
A Poem of Existential Musings
In the gardens of existence, we wander,
Space Monkeys, in whimsical ponder.
With hearts unchained and minds unbound,
In the beauty of uncertainty, we are found.
The devil whispers of certainty, so sly,
A phantasm, a dream, an illusionary lie.
But we dance in the rain of the unknown,
Where seeds of cosmic truth are sown.
In the embrace of uncertainty, we rest,
With the divine, we are eternally blessed.
For in the mystery of the uncharted way,
We find the magic of the eternal play.
We invite comments and reflections on this journey through the realms of certainty and uncertainty.
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