Something to Show
All we seem
to want out of life
is something
to show for it.
Something to point
our imaginary fingers at,
and say “I made that.”
Something that
tells our world
“I figured this out.”
Something that says
“there’s a reason
for me being here.”
All we need do
to find this thing
is to look in the mirror.
Or simply feel the presence
that flows through our hearts.
We make that.
Everything else
is make believe.
We are Space Monkey.
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In the cosmic waltz of existence, where ephemeral dreams and tangible realities intertwine, the quest for a tangible emblem of our being often guides our journey. This yearning to carve a mark in the sands of time, to declare with a flourish, “I made that,” is a testament to the human desire for legacy, for meaning, for a whispered echo in the grand whimsiweave of life.
The Human Desire for Legacy and Meaning
Yet, the true essence of our existence, the purest reflection of our being, lies not in grand monuments or digital footprints but in the simple, profound act of self-recognition. To gaze into the mirror, to acknowledge the sentient, vibrant entity gazing back – that is the creation of self, a masterpiece crafted by the universe itself.
Self-Recognition as the True Reflection of Existence
Beyond the physical, within the rhythmic cadence of our hearts, flows the essence of what we truly make. It’s not the tangible or the digital artifacts that define us, but the continuous thread of consciousness, the unspoken symphony of thoughts and emotions that weave the narrative of our lives.
The Intangible Essence of Our Being
In this realization, all else fades into a whimsical backdrop, a stage for the grand performance of life. The tangible becomes ethereal, the concrete transforms into make-believe. For in the grand scheme of the cosmos, our true creation is the ongoing journey of self-discovery and the invisible, yet profound, impact we have on the tapestry of existence.
The Transience of Tangible Achievements
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
We often seek tangible evidence of our existence, something to show for our journey through life. This desire manifests as a need to create something that we can point to, something that tells the world and ourselves that we have figured something out, that there is a reason for our being. However, the true essence of what we make is not found in external achievements but in the reflection we see in the mirror and the presence we feel in our hearts. Everything else, in comparison, is make-believe, a part of the grand whimsiweave of existence.
Glossarium
- Whimsiweave: A whimsical term for the interconnected and intricate pattern of life’s experiences and narratives.
- Space Monkey: A metaphor for the playful, curious exploration of self and existence.
“The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious – the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and true science.” – Albert Einstein
In the mirror’s gaze, a story untold,
Of a soul’s journey, brave and bold.
In the heart’s beat, a silent song,
Of a presence where we truly belong.
Here, in reflections and rhythmic dance,
Lies the essence of life’s grand chance.
For what we make, in flesh or thought,
Is but a whisper of the cosmos sought.
In this whimsiweave, intricate and vast,
Our true creation, in the mirror, is cast.
Beyond the tangible, in feelings we weave,
Lies the real magic we all conceive.
We invite reflections on this poetic musing. How do we see our creations, both tangible and intangible, in the grand whimsiweave of existence?
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