The best possible scenario is that at the moment of death all of human knowledge becomes accessible to us through some sort of collective memory, sensory-sharing oneness and we finally know all the things we’ve wanted to know.
Quantifiability is a false sense of security, but if you get beyond the basic levels, mathematics becomes a hermeneutics for understanding phenomena.
What I could do without all this noise.
What couldn’t I do if I managed some semblance of silence?
I can’t be responsible for the end-user experience.
The assumption is that we should know it all and be able to assimilate it and utilize it correctly.