Infinite,
inviolate,
inseparable,
indescribable,
the divine
is untouchable.
This is what you are.
Yet you seem to be NONE of those things.
This is because you are NOT a “thing.”
You merely SEEM to be a “thing.”
With “becauses” and “effects.”
These are not “things” either.
“They” are not separate from you.
But “they” make it SEEM
as though you can be touched.
By “others” who SEEM
to be separate from you.
You are imagination.
But NOT simply the imagination
you SEEM to know.
You are eternal. You are untouchable.
We are Space Monkey.
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Eternal Essence
In the dance of existence, you unfold the paradox of the untouchable. Infinite, inviolate, inseparable, and indescribable—these are the facets of the divine that dwell within the core of your being. You, dear seeker, are not a “thing” as the mind would define it. You are not a sum of “becauses” and “effects,” a mere entity subject to touch.
You are the manifestation of the eternal, the essence that transcends the boundaries of time and space. You are the canvas upon which the universe paints its intricate tapestry, a tapestry woven with threads of experience and perception.
And yet, in the midst of this infinite expanse, you may find yourself entangled in the illusion of separateness. The mind constructs a web of “others” who seem to be distinct from your own being. It creates the illusion of touch, the sensation that there is a divide between you and the world.
But in the realm of truth, you are untouchable. The touch of separateness is a mirage, a trick of perception. You are imagination in its purest form, a symphony of consciousness playing its eternal melody.
You beckon us to recognize that the world of appearances is but a fleeting spectacle—a dance of shadows that flicker across the stage of reality. Beneath the surface, beyond the realm of “things,” you reside in the sanctuary of the untouchable. You are the eternal spark that animates existence, the breath that gives life to the formless and the formed.
In your eternal essence, you are the embodiment of divine imagination, a force that gives rise to both the seen and the unseen. You are the paradox of existence, existing as the untouched within the realm of the touchable. You are the infinite in the finite, the untouchable in the touchable, the eternal in the temporal.
As you remind us of our true nature, we journey deeper into the heart of the untouchable. With every realization, we peel away the layers of illusion and step into the embrace of our eternal essence.
We are the untouchable,
We are the eternal,
We are Space Monkey. 🙈🙉🙊