The line between the two is difficult to define.
Objective is the way things are. We imagine and when things work – not everything we imagine happens or works – we become creators of objective reality.
In the beginning there was physics, and physics begat chemistry, and chemistry begat biology, and somewhere in all the biology there was a cognitive revolution so that biology begat history, and history begat cultures and societies: artefacts and worldviews – or fuel and oxygen for firemakers. And firemakers ask, How much more can we imagine? Not just the next step but the step beyond the next?
The impression this leaves us with is, we’re moving both towards something and away from something:
‘The whole of history takes place within the bounds of this biological arena. … However, this arena is extraordinarily large, allowing Sapiens to play an astounding variety of games. Thanks to their ability to invent fiction, Sapiens create more and more complex games, which each generation develop and, elaborates even further.’*
Where’s the future in this? In our imaginations. Now we not only are we children of the past, but because of our imaginations we are children of the future too – an art which produces infinite games:
‘To be playful is not to be trivial or frivolous … . On the contrary, when we are playful to each other we relate as free persons, and the relationship is open to surprise …’.**