Imagine that you’re living in a box.
In this box, all kinds of things are happening. People are walking down the street, cars are driving by. You figure out that you can carjack most of them, and start driving around. People ask you to do things. You start to gather units of stuff that matter to you.
Sound familiar?
You have figured out how to move, change your perspective, find your way around. You get better as you go. You start to meld into the perspective you seem to be locked into.
Now, imagine that you’re NOT in an XBox 360 playing GTA IV. You are actually in your own box, unable to escape.
Still sound familiar? If not, run along, Agent Starling. Fly fly.
In this box, you notice that you have three abilities: You can perceive, you can sense, and you can discriminate. In sensing, you sense the patterns in things, giving way to smells, music, dance. In discrimination, you are able to analyze, dissect, classify. In perceiving, you interact with the world around you.
Eventually, you start to notice that some things you can discriminate, sense and perceive seem to be like a gossamer film hiding in the light. Makes no sense, huh? Good.
Then, you notice that, when the ripples of sensing and discrimination settle, there is something on the other side of the perception, like a light in the room behind the mirror.
And something is happening in that room. It affects your three abilities, and they affect the action. And that action somehow creates and is created by the ‘reality’ of your little box.
And then it occurs to you: Is that me on the other side of the mirror? Am I the player and the play? Is everything that I thought was real just a point of view?
Then, you remember the formula: b = s, where b = (perception * discrimination * sensation), and s is a spoon. Wait – if there is no spoon, then…
And if you are living in a box that does not exist, then who are you?
Solving for you: you = spoon.
Do the math.
