In nature, we never repeat the same motion; in captivity (office, gym, commute, sports) life is just repetitive – stress injury. No randomness.*
I’ll frame this weakness [of modern times being ill-equipped to cooperate] in away which may seem initially odd: Modern society is ‘de-skilling’ people in practising cooperation. […] We are losing the sills of cooperation needed to make a complex society.**
I could play your game.
Or you could play mine.
Or we could create a new game together.
Just a thought.
A great thought is a sense-spirit object. It takes on a life of its own.^
*From Nassim Taleb’s The Bed of Procrustes;
**From Richard Sennett’s Together;
^From John O’Donohue’s Divine Beauty.