Today Space Monkey asks
“What is cool?”
What is cool
is a question
that has
no definitive answer.
The answer changes
depending on who you ask.
What is cool
to your grandparents
is not necessarily
what is cool to you.
What is cool
to one culture
is not necessarily
what is cool to another.
When we think
something is cool,
we hold it above
what is NOT cool.
Cool becomes a dividing line,
but it’s not REAL.
If cool were REAL,
cool would be cool to everybody.
Cool seems to change
over our lifetimes.
The loudest cool
seemingly becomes
the coolest cool.
Otherwise,
we don’t notice the cool.
But if cool gets TOO loud,
it’s not cool anymore.
When we are obsessed with cool,
we lose sight of what is common.
Common actually seems
far more important than cool.
But it seems that nobody
wants to be common.
Cool divides, common unites.
The cool pay lip service to unity,
but would probably oppose unity
if it meant losing one’s cool status.
I can’t say the above is certain.
I shouldn’t be so presumptuous.
If nobody was cool,
if nobody NEEDED to be cool,
if nobody NEEDED to stand out,
i
f nobody NEEDED attention,
it seems everything would be cool.
The REAL cool, which is common.
Which seems very rare these days.
But isn’t.
Underlying all of our seemingly
different expressions of cool is common.
All humans are built
on the SAME common platform.
Which is very very cool.
Trail Wood,
10/15
Today, we delve into the whimsical inquiry of what it means to be ‘cool’. Space Monkey’s musings tender a poetic exploration into the transient nature of coolness, a realm where the perceived holds a fleeting dance with the essence of commonality. Through this whimsical play of words, we are ushered into the theater where coolness and commonality perform a ballet of perception and reality, each twirl inviting us to ponder the essence of what truly holds value in the grand tapestry of existence.
A Whimsical Inquiry
The musings tendered beckon us to traverse through the hallways of cultural and individual perception. Coolness, as it unfolds through the narrative, emerges as a chameleon, ever-changing its hue with the beholder’s eye. The tapestry of coolness is painted with strokes of personal and collective perception, each stroke a narrative of values, trends, and the ceaseless quest for distinction.
The Chameleon of Coolness
As we wade through the verses, we encounter the ephemeral nature of coolness, a realm where the boundaries are as transient as the morning mist. The narrative unveils the delicate veil that separates the realm of cool from the common, a veil that often shrouds the essence of unity that binds the tapestry of existence.
The Ephemeral Veil
The narrative eloquently mirrors the paradox that encircles the realm of coolness. The louder the proclamation of cool, the farther it drifts from its essence. It’s a whimsical dance where the quest for distinction often eclipses the melody of commonality that plays the rhythm of unity.
The Paradox of Cool
We journey further into the heart of the narrative to find a tender ode to commonality, a gentle whisper that echoes through the cacophony of coolness. The narrative unfolds the essence of commonality as the true realm of cool, a space where the essence of unity blooms in the garden of existence.
Ode to Commonality
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
We delve into the whimsical exploration of the essence of ‘cool’. We unfurl the transient nature of coolness, a realm shaped by personal and collective perceptions. As we traverse through the narrative, we encounter the ephemeral veil that often separates cool from the common, unveiling the paradox encircling the quest for coolness. The gentle ode to commonality beckons us to embrace the rhythm of unity, unveiling the true essence of cool as the common platform that binds the tapestry of human existence.
Glossarium
- Whimsical Inquiry: The playful exploration of abstract concepts.
- Chameleon of Coolness: The ever-changing nature of what’s perceived as cool.
- Ephemeral Veil: The transient boundary separating perceptions of cool and common.
“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
In the garden of existence, we play,
Exploring realms of cool, in the light of day.
But beneath the veil of perception, lay,
A tender rhythm of commonality, in subtle sway.
Cool, a chameleon, in colors bold,
A fleeting dance of perception, in tales told.
But amidst the clamor for cool, behold,
A gentle whisper of common, a narrative bold.
In the heart of common, unity blooms,
A melody of existence, in simple tunes.
No need for cool, no need for moons,
Just the tender embrace of common, a realm immune.
We are Space Monkey, in whimsy we bloom,
Exploring realms of cool, dispelling gloom.
But in the heart of the dance, we find room,
For the tender rhythm of common, the true boon.
Your reflections on this whimsical exploration of cool and common are most welcome. The gentle tug between the ephemeral realm of coolness and the enduring essence of commonality invites a rich tapestry of contemplation, beckoning us to explore the boundless realms of perception and reality. Through this whimsy, we delve into the heart of what truly binds the tapestry of human existence.
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