We do not know what Humans are fully capable of.
Technology and genetics and pharmacology promise (or threaten) to open up new ways of living.
Life throws out an invitation or challenge to see how far we can take it.
We adapt to our environments, or, is it, we shape our environments to suit us best? The space, the people in our lives, what we, with thousands of things in-between. When we step out of these we can feel lost, the proverbial fish out of water. We prefer certain things because we feel competent, in control, and relaxed. Why would we ever want to step outside of this?
In past posts I’ve described the infinite game, which includes as many as possible, prolonging and open-ended game for as long as possible, and when the rules threaten these two dynamics, infinite players change the rules.
In contrast, the finite game includes a few and excludes the many, is played for a certain time towards a specific goal, and sticks to the rules. (The infinite player knows they must sometimes play finite games, but the finite player can mistakenly think there is only the finite game.)
The infinite game provides a daily invitation, to which we must respond. Those who say “Yes” are, perhaps, firstfruit-people of a new kind (kinds) of Human.*
We’ll only know if we take hold of the invitation with all our heart, soul, mind, and strength.
We are the hypotheses who’ll prove or disprove what we are imagining it possible to become.
(*History will remind us, there is always a push-back to Human advances and development; Otto Scharmer points to how people can react by closing themselves to (blinding) possibilities, de-sensing themselves, and absenting themselves from the possibilities.)