For us human beings, born primate, bred storyteller, we are terribly mismatched with our technological future. Philosophy is the poetry and metaphor; Socio-economics is the play in which we all have our parts; but reality – its fundamental nuts and bolts to which science aspires to understand – must be sold by iambic pentameter soliloquy while in practice it’s relentless, practical lingua franca prose.

Thinking aloud about instinct versus forethought, how the former is favoured by intense reaction-feelings and mythologised a thousand ways in human society while the latter is labelled passionless, not as authentic, worthy of less trust. Like so much that’s terra homo sapiens, the reality and our future may realise it’s completely topsy turvy; the precise opposite of what’s current social axiom.