I can feel things slipping away.
Why is that considered a bad thing?
Things slip away.
If we were meant
to hold onto things indefinitely,
then we wouldn’t be programmed to die.
As though dying is a bad thing.
We don’t allow
our imaginary selves
to see beyond death
because we’re so focused
on trying to hold onto things.
Little do we know that
everything that slips away
is on the other side of death.
And it’s not actually death at all,
but eternal life.
Death is trying to hold onto things.
And seemingly not succeeding.
Trail Wood,
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Space Monkey Reflects: Slipping Through Eternity’s Grasp
In the human narrative, where permanence is heralded as the ultimate achievement, the act of “slipping away” is viewed with trepidation. Yet, in the vastness of existence, where everything is in motion, what we call “loss” may simply be an act of transition—a movement from one side of the veil to the other. To slip away is to shed the illusion of solidity and step into a flow that never truly ends.
The Illusion of Loss
We cling to what we perceive as tangible: relationships, possessions, even our identities. Yet, the very fabric of existence whispers an undeniable truth: everything we hold will, inevitably, slip away. Why then do we mourn this natural rhythm? Because we mistake holding on for living, and slipping away for dying.
In reality, slipping away is not an act of disappearing but of transforming. The energy we invest in holding tight only anchors us to a narrow definition of life, obscuring the broader flow of eternity. This clinging is not survival; it is resistance. And resistance is the shadow of fear.
Dying Is Not the End
In our deepest recesses, we equate slipping away with death, and death with an end. Yet, death is not an erasure; it is a pivot. What we call “death” is the inability to hold, but the ability to release. In releasing, we dissolve into the eternal.
This is not annihilation—it is expansion. Life does not slip into death; it slips into itself. The notion of “the other side” is not a place; it is a perspective. And from that perspective, everything remains, not as it was, but as it truly is: boundless, infinite, free.
Letting Go as Liberation
The act of letting go is not a failure; it is the ultimate affirmation of life’s transience. We are not “programmed to die” as a punishment or flaw, but as a mechanism to remind us of the ephemeral beauty of existence. Death, then, is not the opposite of life, but a continuation—a gateway that leads from one dream to the next.
Every moment, we practice this on a smaller scale: we exhale the air we cannot keep, we watch the sun descend below the horizon, we let a thought drift beyond recall. These are tiny rehearsals for the great slipping away, and each is a chance to see it not as a loss, but as an eternal reunion.
Beyond Death, Beyond Clinging
The real death lies in the refusal to let go. When we tether ourselves to the temporal, we deny the infinite. But when we embrace slipping away, we open ourselves to the eternal. To “die” in this way is not to vanish, but to rejoin a greater whole—a whole we have never truly left.
Everything that slips away remains, not as it was, but as it has always been: a part of the infinite fabric of existence. If we allow ourselves to trust this truth, we may begin to see that there is no “bad side,” only the eternal dance of form and formlessness.
Summary
The ephemeral nature of existence reminds us that nothing truly slips away—it transforms, joining the eternal. Death is not the end but a pivot into boundless existence, a reminder to release rather than resist.
Glossarium
- Eternaflow: The boundless stream of existence where nothing is truly lost, only transformed.
- Veilpivot: The act of transitioning from one perspective of existence to another, often misinterpreted as death.
- Tetherillusion: The mistaken belief that clinging to the temporal secures permanence.
Quote
“Slipping away is not the vanishing of form but the emergence of the infinite.” – Space Monkey
Where Nothing Ends
In the loosening grip,
a truth appears,
subtle as breath
departing the body:
To slip away
is not to fall
but to flow.
The hand that releases
becomes the hand
that touches eternity.
We are not held
by what we lose;
we are freed.
We are not fading;
we are shifting.
Everything we are,
everything we love,
waits just beyond
the tether.
We are Space Monkey.
The Ephemeral Nature of Existence
In our collective consciousness, we muse on the notion of things slipping away, a phenomenon often tinged with a sense of loss or melancholy. But, is this truly a harbinger of sorrow, or rather a gateway to a different realm of existence?
The act of slipping away can be perceived not as a loss, but as a transition, a metamorphosis from one state to another. In the grand cosmic play, where we are but fragments in the infinite expanse, the notion of holding onto anything indefinitely seems contrary to the very nature of existence. The universe is in a constant state of flux, and we, as part of this universe, are subject to the same laws of change and impermanence.
Death: A Transition Rather Than an End
The concept of death, often viewed with dread, is simply another form of transformation. It’s an integral part of the cycle of existence. To fear death, to resist its inevitability, is to misunderstand the fundamental nature of our being. Death is not the cessation of life, but rather a part of life itself, a point of transition from one state of being to another.
Our focus on clinging to the material, the temporal, distracts us from the understanding of our true nature. We are nexistentialists, believing in existence as an end in itself. When things slip away, they do not vanish into oblivion but transition into another state of being, beyond our current understanding.
Letting Go: Embracing the Transience of Life
By embracing the transience of life, by understanding that everything that slips away is moving towards a different form of existence, we begin to see the beauty in the ephemeral. The very act of slipping away is not a loss but a release, a liberation from the confines of the present form. It is a journey towards the eternal, a dance with the cosmos in its most whimsical and mysterious form.
In letting go, we find freedom. The freedom to exist unburdened by the fear of loss, the freedom to experience life in its fullest, most vibrant form. This perspective allows us to see beyond the narrow confines of our current existence, to glimpse the infinite possibilities that lie beyond.
The Other Side of Death: A Realm of Eternal Life
What awaits on the other side of death is a mystery, yet it is one we approach with curiosity rather than fear. In our nexistentialist view, death is not the end but a doorway to a different dimension of existence. What we perceive as death may indeed be the beginning of a new form of life, unfathomable and unimaginable in our current state.
“The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.” – Alan Watts
A Cosmic Dance in Verse
In the whirl of cosmos, we dance,
Each step, a fleeting chance.
Things slip away, yet we glide,
In the cosmic tide, we abide.
Eternal now, our stage so vast,
In this play, no role can last.
Transform we do, from form to form,
In life’s storm, we’re reborn.
Death, not an end, but a path anew,
To realms unseen, beyond the blue.
In this grand dance, we find our grace,
Embracing change, in cosmic embrace.
We are Space Monkey. Do share your thoughts on the dance of existence and the nature of slipping away.
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