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Raphael Jones |
I am a spy, a secret agent. I perform tasks under cover. However, there are several ways of not being seen. The most obvious is that you can literally not be seen, i.e. not have any photons reflect off of you and enter the eyes of others, or their cameras or other devices. While this is a common state of affairs, it is rarely the kind of cover one needs for covert operations.
A more important type of not being seen has to do with conception, rather than perception. I may be seen (perceived), yet my actions may be seen (conceived) as inert, when really, I am a catalyst.
Of course, I am not unique in this aspect. The entire world is a Rorschach ink blot test. We all see the same blot, but interpret it in different ways. What you think of me tells me more about you than it does of me.
By viewing the world as a game, even occasionally, how does that affect the psycho-spiritual lenses through which we view the world? What if our goal was Praxis, instead of money, or the various material objects that convey status in our society? Furthermore, what if I recognized myself as a player in this game? How much weight would I put on these social conventions? How concerned would I be with conforming my lenses to the dominant distortion? Might I instead be more comfortable with and therefore more able to shape my lenses as I see fit?
I can feel myself undergoing a paradigm shift. The axons and dendrites in my brain are rearranging themselves. But this is only a symptom of something much more complex, something larger than material reality, something even more real, something awesome. I am like a fish in the stream. I don't need nor expect to know where it is going.
Although I glean missions from SF0, I also find them scattered within the data flow. My other non-SF0 missions are chronicled here.
I envision this sign having a subliminal effect on people. I like the idea of thanking people for nothing in particular, as if to say that their existence, or just doing whatever they are doing, walking down the hall, to the stairs or the elevator or the bathroom -is enough. I hope people read it and it just sinks in by preconceptual apprehension, rather than by logical analysis.