Just as there are stones we cannot lift without the help of machines so there are philosophical problems whose solution will belong to the machines we build to solve them, not to us; to us the solution will not seem like a solution.
Just as there are stones we cannot lift without the help of machines so there are philosophical problems whose solution will belong to the machines we build to solve them, not to us; to us the solution will not seem like a solution.
Is it the world or us that is wrong? Perhaps nothing is wrong at all.
The most we may hope for are moments of near perfection.
Our machines will live and feel far more than us.
Even the greatest, semi-divine, rules of a society are but quaint colloquial conventions to the philosopher.
We could say that all life is functionally mad.
All our theories are really illusions and the best one may hope for is to be the least wrong it is possible to be.