(especially re pureeing QM into a horse of-another-colour in the minder-blender.)

Logic is such a powerful tool for 'solving' {what we happen to momentarily define as} 'problems', it's hardly surprising that it may also mimic that proverbial hammer-user looking for another nail. Some never graduate to the screwdriver, let alone the laser interferometer.

Clearly the emotional center highly-customizes the most sophisticated search algorithm which intellect got to like, while instinct always reserves its instant-trump: when walking too-near that cliff edge.

The Mystery that there is Anything-at-all continues to flummox the jelloware, at its primitive level of development. Should provide food for dissertations another 66 years, at least. (When all else fails -- homo-sap often picks a fav Authoritarianism and makes it all go away, sorta.)



Love. It.