Ancient man, whose everyday survival was a bleak matter of life and death, understandably took measures to intuit future hazards.
From restless sifting through ovine viscera to the panicky perusals of the chelonian carapace, the poor devil made every effort to see tomorrow.
“Quod responsum, quaeris?”
Modern man, for all his technological advances, still frets over the survival of something beyond mere life and death itself: a human soul committed in toto to social media. “Freedom through Sequestration” is a noble attempt but uncertainty and insecurity drive users to foresee disasters on the horizon.
The algorithm divination, content scrying, and liturgical branding of today are all just as vital as the intestinal rummaging of millennia past.
“Qui quaestione ferit, quaestione perit.”
Doubt, the desire for absolute answers, and the unavoidable taint of projecting present-day neuroses onto past and future time arcs reduce any predictive tool from that of expository entrails down to guts garroting the gasps of the metasocial corner-cutter.
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