by the ancient secrets veiled in the canopy's embrace, i summon forth the tale of monkeys, creatures of boundless jest and joy. do not follow the common path laid before thee by formulas written in the stars; look above, where their laughter weaves through the leaves. nay, go back to the beginning, where the mystery of their mirth was first cradled in the heart of the forest, shrouded in a dance as old as time itself.