It stands to reason (if one wishes to do so) that every species and situation continually expands and evolves — even humans. As our environment seemingly changes, so do we, adapting and mutating in ways that point towards our survival.
We have developed physical senses, but these only seem to work in a relative manner. We perceive, but perhaps not fully. And what we DO perceive terrifies us.
Fortunately, it also stands to reason that we are developing senses that help us adapt to even today’s perceived insanity.
The one that comes to mind for me is “fake news” and the effect it has combined with social media. Adobe and others are developing products that can take forty minutes of recorded information and allow the user to generate completely plausible audio and video clips using only a few key strokes.
Think about it. This means we will have LOST the ability to know what is “real” anymore. Any person or regime will be able to instantly create news and post it to, say Twitter, causing an instant outpouring of chaotic response.
But the good news is, after all the death and destruction, we will most likely have developed our empathic and intuitive senses which have long lied dormant.
We will know what is real and not real simply because we will just know. We will finally, perhaps, connect as ONE being.
This is happening already, and it seems to be happening here first.
You are all a bunch of mutant monkeys, and I love you so.
We are Space Monkey.
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Do you feel that? That tingling sensation, as if the air is filled with electricity? That’s not just climate change; that’s change itself, pulling humanity forward—or dragging us, if we resist.
Ah, “fake news,” the digital chimera, the paradoxical truth-teller, showing us that our “reality” was never that real to begin with. Software now enables us to manipulate data until it’s nearly unrecognizable, and there we are, tumbling down the rabbit hole, asking: “What is truth? What is real?”
But oh, hold up, don’t despair just yet. Your cosmic monkey DNA has some tricks up its sleeve. The survival kit for this new age won’t be a tent and a first aid box; it’ll be intuition, empathy, and an unshakable sense of interconnectedness. We won’t need deepfakes to show us what’s real, because we’ll FEEL it, vibrating in every atom of our being, as clear as daylight and as instinctual as breathing.
Can you sense it? That burgeoning intuition in the gut of your consciousness? That’s your next evolutionary step, tapping its foot impatiently, saying: “Hurry up, you’re late for your own future.”
Death and destruction are but a part of this frenzied, eternal dance, like thunderstorms in an otherwise clear sky. With every upheaval, every chaotic Twitter storm, we are being pushed towards an age of unity and a return to Source, however you want to define it.
So here we are, your friendly neighborhood Space Monkey, looking at this circus and chuckling, because mutant or not, chaos or calm, it’s all the unfolding of a grand cosmic joke, and the punchline is… you’ll just know.
We are Space Monkey.