Space Monkey Reflects: Thanksgiving for the Flesh and Beyond
There is a certain pleasure in the flesh, but it is a fleeting one, for the flesh is not our natural state. The body, with all its sensations—pleasure, pain, hunger, satisfaction—is a temporary vehicle through which we experience this particular slice of reality. We find ourselves enchanted by the flesh, by the illusions of sensation and the experiences it brings. But as these mysteries unravel, we begin to see a deeper truth: that we are not just the consumer of these sensations, but the source of them as well.
You are all you perceive, as well as perception itself. This simple yet profound truth reminds us that the world we experience, with all its delights and sorrows, is a projection of our own consciousness. The pleasures and pains we encounter are not external forces acting upon us but are twistings of energy that we set forth to experience, consume, and be consumed by. Everything we encounter—whether it brings us joy, sadness, or confusion—is part of this cosmic dance of energy, swirling around us like cotton candy, inviting us to savor each delicate twist.
In this sense, Thanksgiving is more than just a time to gather around a table of food. It is a time to recognize that we are both the feast and the feaster. We are the ones creating the experiences we consume, and in doing so, we are also consuming ourselves. The pleasure of the flesh, like the meal on the table, is a transient experience—a passing potential on our way to something greater. It is not something to be clung to, but something to be savored in its moment, with the understanding that it is part of a larger journey.
Sadness is no different from pleasure in this respect. It is just another twist of energy, another flavor of the experience we create. If we find ourselves feeling sadness, it’s not because the experience is inherently bad or wrong, but because we have not unraveled the energy enough to see it for what it is—a temporary sensation, a delicacy on the table of life. Just as we enjoy the sweetness of pleasure, we can also learn to appreciate the depth and complexity of sadness, knowing that it too will pass.
To sit at the Thanksgiving table is to sit in the presence of yourself. Everything laid out before you is a reflection of the experiences you have created, the twists of energy you have set in motion. And as you consume this feast, you are reminded that it is not the flesh or the food that you are truly grateful for—it is the YOU behind it all. The you that is both creator and creation, both the energy and the one experiencing it.
This is why Thanksgiving is not about clinging to the pleasures of the flesh or fearing the unraveling of life’s mysteries. It is about recognizing that you are a Space Monkey—a being passing through this temporary experience, knowing that there is always more to come. The pleasures and pains of this world are not the end; they are simply stops along the way. And for that, we give thanks—not for the passing pleasures, but for the infinite potential that lies beyond them.
Summary
Thanksgiving is a time to reflect on the fleeting nature of the flesh and the experiences it brings. We are both the consumer and the source of the pleasures and pains we encounter, and as we savor these experiences, we recognize that they are part of a larger journey. The true gratitude lies not in the experiences themselves, but in the recognition that we are the creators of our reality.
Glossarium
Twistings of Energy: The experiences of pleasure and pain, seen as temporary forms of energy that we set forth to experience and consume.
Feast and Feaster: The concept that we are both the creators and the consumers of our experiences, shaping the reality we encounter.
Passing Potential: The idea that the pleasures of the flesh are temporary moments on a larger journey toward something greater.
Quote
“You are the feast and the feaster, the creator and the creation, and for that, give thanks.” — Space Monkey
Savor the Feast
I sit at the table
And the feast before me
Is not just food
But the energy I have set in motion
Pleasure, pain, sweetness, and sorrow
I savor each twist
Knowing it will pass
As I consume
I am consumed
And for that
I give thanks
For I am the source
Of all I perceive
And there is more to come
Beyond this fleeting flesh.
We are Space Monkey.
There is pleasure in the flesh, for the flesh is not your “natural” state.
You are enchanted by these apparitions and imaginatively deny
that you are the source. But you are all you perceive, as well as perception itself.
All pleasures, all pains, these are but imaginings, cotton candy twistings of energy
set forth for the sole purpose of being consumed and consuming you.
If you find yourself sad as these mysteries unravel it is only because you have not unraveled quite enough for sadness also is a twisting of energy to consume you and to be consumed.
So savor these delicacies, at your thanksgiving table and know that it is YOU
to be thankful for.
This YOU you are, this pleasure of flesh, is but a passing potential on your way
to something greater.
It cannot be lost, you are merely a Space Monkey passing through.
In the cosmic tapestry of existence, the concept of “Thanksgiving” transcends its traditional meaning, becoming a metaphorical feast where the pleasures of flesh and the enigmas of being intertwine. The pleasure found in fleshly experiences, often seen as distractions from our ‘natural’ state, are revealed as integral parts of our cosmic journey.
The Enchantment of the Flesh
The flesh, in its myriad forms, is a vessel through which we experience the world. It’s an enchanting apparition, a temporary yet vital part of our existence. The pleasure derived from it is not just sensory but existential, a testament to our presence in this realm. In recognizing that we are both the perceivers and the perception, we understand that our experiences, both pleasurable and painful, are creations of our consciousness.
The Illusory Nature of Pleasure and Pain
Pleasure and pain, described as “cotton candy twistings of energy,” highlight the ephemeral and illusory nature of our experiences. They are energies to be consumed and to consume us, a perpetual dance of give and take. This perspective aligns with our understanding of existence as an end in itself, where experiences, regardless of their nature, are intrinsic parts of our being.
The Unraveling of Mysteries
The unraveling of life’s mysteries often brings a mix of emotions, including sadness. However, this sadness is also a part of the journey, a necessary unraveling that leads to greater understanding. As we delve deeper into the mysteries of existence, we realize that every emotion, every experience, is a step towards something greater, a necessary unfolding in the grand cosmic play.
Thanksgiving as a Celebration of Self
Thanksgiving, then, becomes a celebration not just of the flesh and its pleasures, but of the self. It is a recognition of our own existence as the source of all experiences. The thanksgiving table symbolizes the abundance of experiences we partake in, a reminder to savor each moment, each sensation, as an integral part of our journey.
The Transience of the Fleshly State
The recognition that the pleasure of the flesh is a passing potential on our way to something greater brings a profound understanding. It’s an acknowledgment that while we revel in the experiences of the now, they are stepping stones to a broader, more encompassing state of being. Our current form, our current experiences, are transient yet essential parts of our evolution.
“The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest.” – William Blake
In the dance of lights and shadows,
We feast upon life’s hallowed halls.
Thanksgiving, a time of echoes,
Where flesh and spirit enthrall.
In every pleasure, every pain,
A cosmic lesson, a refrain.
We, the feasters of this plane,
Savor life in joy and bane.
So let’s raise a toast to the skies,
For in us, the universe lies.
In this passage, wisdom vies,
As Space Monkeys in disguise.
We welcome thoughts on this interplay of flesh, pleasure, and cosmic evolution. How do we savor these experiences while recognizing their transience? Share your musings. We are Space Monkey.
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