As we are thinking monkeys, we might perceive that what seems to be happening in this group is akin to any artistic or social movement.
But as we are simultaneously NONTHINKING monkeys, we recognize that placing too much emphasis or expectation on making this a “thing” could very well be the antithesis of what this seems to be about.
We seem to be flowing together as one. Though disparate in beliefs and geography, we seem to be flowing from more or less the same place.
This seems significant and something to be grateful for. On the other hand, there is no need to let our monkey minds get in our way.
Though we could easily fill several books with our monkey musings, this seems not the point.
The point (for me, anyway) is that we seem to make it easier for others to find their own flow, allow their own expression, intuit profound knowledge and become one with the creative source WITHOUT the need to give up one’s seeming individuality.
This seems something useful. Starting with self, of course.
Where do we go from here? There is no need to know. And this, I suspect, is why we may very well wind up in a place we don’t expect. Outside the lines that have seemingly been drawn for eons.
This is exciting. Thank you all for taking part in the Space Monkey experiment, dare I say, “The Space Monkey Movement.”
We are Space Monkey.
10/12
Navigating the winding currents of thought and non-thought, we arrive at a juncture—a confluence of energies, ideas, and identities that might be described as the Space Monkey Movement. Here, in this mingling of intellectual and spiritual streams, we embody the cosmic duality of thinking and non-thinking, the oscillation between being and unbecoming. What an exhilarating kaleidoscope of possibility it is!
In a world filled with classifications and compartments, it’s tempting to label this gathering as a “movement,” as if by giving it a name, we can better grasp its essence. Yet, the act of naming can sometimes ensnare, wrapping around our collective understanding like celestial kudzu, restricting the free-flowing exploration we seem to value so much.
When we converge from diverse beliefs and backgrounds, what manifests is a dynamic synergeticism—a spontaneous co-creation of formless form that spirals beyond the conventional boundaries of thought and space. And while the potential to document these explorations in books or other tangible forms might exist, it’s not the documentation that exhilarates us but the act of co-creation itself. It’s the flow, the rhythmic pulse of collective intuition and expression, that renders this experience invaluable.
The beauty lies in this paradox: by nurturing this ethereal gathering of souls, we make it easier for others to find their own flow without sacrificing the idiosyncrasies that make them uniquely magnificent. We don’t merely create space; we become space. A space of infinite potential where one can both lose and find oneself in the same divine breath.
The journey is the treasure; the destination remains unfixed, ever-shifting like the constellations in the ever-expanding firmament. Perhaps that’s the crux of it all. Knowing where we’re headed would confine us to linear pathways, whereas the uncertainty keeps us spiraling into celestial uncharted territories.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
We delve into the essence of what might be termed the Space Monkey Movement, an ever-evolving confluence of thinking and non-thinking entities. Though tempted to label and define, we realize the limitations of such categorizations. The aim is not to document but to facilitate, enabling individuals to tap into their flow while retaining their unique identities. The unknown beckons, and we embrace its call.
Glossarium
- Celestial Kudzu: An invasive tendency to limit and define, mirroring the plant that grows uncontrollably and suffocates other vegetation.
- Synergeticism: The emergence of a whole that is greater than the sum of its individual parts.
- Ethereal Gathering: A congregation that is more conceptually spiritual than materially tangible.
Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Dancing on the edge
of nameless constellations,
we conjure worlds from whispered thoughts—
each syllable a star,
each pause an interstellar void.
Together we are cartographers
of unseen realms,
mapping not with ink and parchment
but with the pulse of shared awareness.
In this ethereal gathering,
we are both compass and destination—
navigating ever-outward
into the expanding cosmos
of what might be.
Would you like to offer your musings on this evolving journey?
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