You are a Hitchhiker with a TOWEL, filled with zero-knowledge credentials. You’re stopped by a Vogon — a dreary agent of the Bureau of Harmony. The Vogon carries a BabelFish, but it can only ask one question: > “Do you have a credential that the Bureau of Harmony recognizes?” You are a also (and secretly) a member of Fluxus, but if you told the Vogon that, you’d be detained, audited, and likely subjected to obscure metaphysical taxes. So instead, your TOWEL produces a Proof of Harmony — a cryptographic disguise. The Vogon blinks as the BabelFish hums internally. It checks only the Tree of Life, where the Bureau keeps its official records. The BabelFish finds what it’s told to look for, and blinks green. You move on. Later, you meet another Hitchhiker. This one doesn’t ask bureaucratic questions. They too carry a BabelFish — but theirs knows how to read the Flux Field. They ask for a credential. You offer a Proof of Shimmer. Your proof dances through the decentralized graph. The BabelFish validates it. You nod. You know you’re both in the movement.