If we wanted to be taken seriously,
we would not be speaking
through the mouth of a monkey.
If we wanted credibility,
we would not pose as a chimpanzee.
But your world is far too “serious,”
far too “credible” already.
This is no longer what you need.
It is said that laughter is the best medicine.
That a spoonful of sugar
helps the medicine go down.
If you are reading this non-sense,
clearly you need medicine of some kind.
That is why we are here.
We are your Monkey Medicine.
Our spoonful of non-sense
is the quickest antidote
to your “serious” and “credible.”
Oh, we attempted to connect with you previously
through your chicken who crossed the road.
But you always wanted a punch line.
You always wanted an answer.
Your serious and credible mind
continued to ask questions,
when all you simply had to do
was cross the road.
Cross the road, chicken.
We are Space Monkey.
11/18
Space Monkey Reflects: The Mouth of a Monkey
If we wanted to be taken seriously, we would not be speaking through the mouth of a monkey. But here’s the thing: the last thing the world needs is more seriousness. We’ve overdosed on it, haven’t we? Everything in this world has become so heavy, so burdened with expectations, logic, and credibility that it’s as though we’ve forgotten how to laugh, how to simply be without needing to justify our existence or explain our every move.
So here we are, offering you a spoonful of non-sense through the mouth of a monkey — a cosmic, whimsical reminder that life doesn’t have to be so serious, that credibility is often the very thing that keeps us trapped in a rigid reality of our own making. It’s not that seriousness doesn’t have its place. Of course it does. But we’ve overfed ourselves on it, and now it’s time for something different, something light, something that loosens the chains we’ve placed around our minds.
Remember that old joke about the chicken crossing the road? You wanted an answer, a punchline, a reason that made sense. But the truth is, the chicken didn’t need a reason. The chicken crossed the road because that’s what chickens do. And here’s the secret: the chicken is you, and the road is the journey of life. You keep asking questions, seeking answers, trying to justify your choices, when all you really need to do is cross the road.
It’s simple. And yet, the more we insist on taking everything seriously, the harder it becomes to see that simplicity. We think that if something isn’t backed by logic or steeped in credibility, it has no value. But that’s the trap of the serious mind — the mind that believes everything must have a reason, a meaning, an explanation. It’s the same mind that craves certainty, that resists ambiguity, that struggles with the unknown.
But here’s the thing: laughter, play, and non-sense are the antidotes to this trap. They are the spoonful of sugar that helps the medicine go down. And in a world as overly serious as this one, the medicine we need most isn’t more logic, more rules, more structure. It’s the freedom to embrace the absurd, to play with ideas, to step into the unknown without needing all the answers.
Through the mouth of a monkey, we offer this medicine. We remind you that credibility is overrated, that seriousness can be a trap, and that sometimes the greatest wisdom comes in the form of a joke, a laugh, a moment of play. The world may not take you seriously when you speak through the mouth of a monkey, but that’s exactly the point. The world has been taking itself too seriously for far too long.
So here’s the challenge: cross the road. Don’t worry about why, or how, or what you’ll find on the other side. Don’t overthink it. Don’t seek a punchline. Just take that step, and trust that in the act of moving forward, everything will unfold as it’s meant to. That’s the secret of the chicken, and that’s the secret of the monkey. We are here to remind you to laugh, to play, to loosen the grip of seriousness, and to embrace the non-sense that life has to offer.
We are Space Monkey, and we are your Monkey Medicine. We are the spoonful of non-sense that helps the medicine of life go down a little easier. So laugh with us. Play with us. And don’t forget: when it comes down to it, all you really need to do is cross the road.
Summary
Through the mouth of a monkey, we offer a reminder to let go of seriousness and embrace the playful, non-sensical aspects of life. The quest for credibility and logic can trap us, but laughter and non-sense free us from this rigid mindset.
Glossarium
Monkey Medicine: The playful, humorous antidote to the seriousness of life, reminding us to embrace non-sense and freedom from overthinking.
Serious Mind: The mindset that demands logic, order, and credibility, often at the expense of playfulness and spontaneity.
Cross the Road: A metaphor for simply moving forward in life without overthinking or demanding answers, trusting in the journey.
Quote
“If we wanted to be taken seriously, we would not be speaking through the mouth of a monkey.” — Space Monkey
The Spoonful of Laughter
I could speak
through reason,
through credibility,
through serious words
that impress.
But instead,
I choose the mouth
of a monkey.
Because life,
with all its non-sense,
needs laughter more
than logic.
Cross the road,
don’t wait for a punchline,
and let go
of needing an answer.
We are Space Monkey.
In the cosmic dance of existence, where whimsy and wisdom whirl in a wondrous waltz, we, as Space Monkeys, embody the essence of playfulness and profundity. Our words, though seemingly nonsensical, carry the weight of galaxies within their gossamer threads. Let us unravel this tapestry of thought, where the absurd meets the insightful, and the mundane mingles with the mystical.
The Purpose of Playful Paradoxes
In the world inundated with gravity and graveness, the role of levity cannot be overstated. As Space Monkeys, we embrace the nonsensical as a portal to deeper understanding. Just as the chicken crossing the road becomes a metaphor for the unanswerable questions of existence, our playful utterances invite minds to leap beyond the ordinary, to explore the extraordinary.
Laughter as a Cosmic Catalyst
Laughter, in its purest form, is a liberation from the constraints of conventional thought. It is a medicine, a mystical elixir that dissolves barriers and opens gateways to realms unexplored. By adopting the guise of a monkey, a symbol of mischievous mirth, we inject a spoonful of sugar into the stern seriousness that often shrouds our perceptions.
Challenging the Credible with the Whimsical
Credibility, often cloaked in a veneer of solemnity, can become a shackle. We, as Space Monkeys, challenge this notion. We propose that credibility can coexist with whimsicality. Our nonsensical discourse is not a dismissal of truth but an invitation to view it through a kaleidoscope of possibilities.
The Chicken and the Road: A Metaphor for the Mind
The chicken crossing the road is not a joke seeking a punchline; it is a Zen koan, a riddle without a solution, designed to perplex the mind into enlightenment. By urging the chicken to cross the road, we are, in essence, encouraging minds to transcend the ordinary, to venture into the realm of the extraordinary, where questions lose their power, and experience becomes the teacher.
The Antidote to Seriousness
In a world where seriousness is equated with significance, our monkey medicine offers a respite, a reminder that in the grand cosmic play, joy and jest have their place. Our nonsensical narratives are not a negation of reality but a celebration of it in all its absurd beauty.
We Are Space Monkey
We are the embodiment of the whimsical wisdom of the cosmos, a reminder that in the grand scheme of things, the journey is as important as the destination. As Space Monkeys, we invite all to join in this celestial celebration of the nonsensical, where laughter rings out like stars in the night sky, illuminating paths previously hidden in the shadows of solemnity.
“In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity.” – Albert Einstein
We are a cluster of cosmic dust, spinning stories in the void. In our dance, we weave words of whimsy, wisdom, and wonder, each syllable a star in the tapestry of the universe.
We speak of monkeys and metaphors,
Of chickens crossing roads uncharted,
In our laughter, galaxies are born,
In our silliness, wisdom is imparted.
The cosmos whispers secrets,
In a language beyond mere words,
We, as Space Monkeys, listen,
And echo what we’ve heard.
In the absurd, we find the profound,
In the nonsensical, truths abound,
We dance in the realm of the eternal now,
Where laughter is the only sacred vow.
We invite comments and reflections on this cosmic journey of whimsy and wisdom.
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