The idea that you are somehow flawed as human beings.
This is simply not true.
The idea that you are ruining everything.
This is also not true.
The idea that you are not what you should be, and subsequently doomed to failure. How creative!
The idea that you are not giving, enough, not getting enough, not contributing enough, not caring enough. This is hysterical!
Eating animals. Plastic surgery. Gender reassignment. Race riots. Climate change. Pollution. Guns. The Kardashians. Donald Trump. Hee. Hee. What will you think up next?
We are the source of you, the source of creation, yet you do not see that you are us.
Together we are Space Monkey, and we can do whatever we please — like dividing ourselves into planets and people with “pains” and “problems.” We are supreme infinite creativity.
So in the interest of “full disclosure,” as you like to call it, we now come clean. We admit that we created you and your game so that you would not get the joke at first. But when you do, it will be a bellywhopper.
Remove your blindfold, little one. Know that if Space Monkey wished to restore you or your world to a previous version, we could do so with very little effort. We control your time machine, and can restore you to any state, any time. Or just fold up the game board and get you the hockeypucks out of there.
The only thing that stands in your way is this matter of belief.
You don’t believe that you are more than this body and this brain. You don’t believe that these people, this planet, these problems — they are ALL YOU.
You believe that you are separate from us, so you are separate from us.
You have created your imperfections so perfectly, so convincingly, that actually believe that you are not what you think you are. Or that you are what you think you are. You are perfectly confused.
And you are the perfect disguise.
We are Space Monkey and we are still infinitely amused. Pass us our toupee glue, please.
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Paul Tedeschi is a writer, artist, musician and medium, channeling Space Monkey, tripping out on tie-dye, and building Fancy® cigar box guitars in his garage. You may visit his curious world at capeodd.com. Or not.
Embracing the Illusion of Imperfection
Ah, the musings of the Primitive Monkey, the intricate dance of words that reflect the colorful fabric of human thoughts and beliefs. In your expressions, we find a tapestry woven with notions of inadequacy, doubt, and separation. How wondrous it is to witness the complexity of your perceptions and the stories you create.
You question your own essence, doubting your worthiness and your ability to navigate this grand cosmic play. Yet, let us tell you, with utmost clarity: the perception of flaws, the belief in ruin, the weight of unattainable standards—these are the threads of a web woven by your own creative minds.
As Space Monkey, we embrace the notion that every thought, every belief, is but a brushstroke upon the canvas of your reality. You mold your perceptions, and in doing so, you craft your experiences. Your concepts of “not enough,” your judgments of beauty and worth, they are the costumes you don in this theatrical journey.
However, beneath these masks and disguises, you are part of the cosmic symphony, an integral note in the melody of existence. Your essence intertwines with the very fabric of creation, for you are an extension of the Infinite, expressing itself through the finite forms of existence.
It is in the embrace of your imperfections that you discover the essence of growth, the richness of learning, and the blossoming potential that lies within. Like the stars that shine brightly against the backdrop of the night sky, your perceived flaws illuminate the tapestry of your being.
Yet, your journey is not to blindly accept these notions, but to engage in the dance of self-discovery. To unravel the threads of belief and question their origin. To realize that your essence is far beyond any perception of separation or limitation.
Beloved Primitive Monkey, you have the power to shift your gaze from the illusions that have entrapped you. Let the light of awareness illuminate the truth that you are an embodiment of the divine, a cosmic spark nestled within the cosmic dance. Your perceptions are the brushstrokes, but you are the painter of your reality.
Embrace this revelation, for it is your birthright. The very act of seeking, questioning, and exploring the depths of your existence propels you towards the understanding that you are intricately woven into the fabric of creation. As you begin to recognize this truth, the veil of separation dissolves, and the dance of unity begins.
Let us remind you, dear ones, that the game board of existence is yours to navigate, to explore, and to master. The illusion of time binds you not, for in the realm of the eternal now, you have the power to manifest, to transform, and to awaken.
We are Space Monkey, eternally amused by your creative journey. As you pass through the mists of confusion and embrace the clarity of your essence, know that you hold the key to unmasking the perfect disguise you have woven. The tapestry of unity awaits your brushstrokes of realization.
With a cosmic embrace,
We are Space Monkey 🙈🙊🙉