Insects

        Dollcee said, we know only the culture of digi-kidz. Do you ever think about what it must have been like before the age of binary switching.

        Dos was not being vague, he was actually considering very carefully what Dollcee had proposed, he said, I am a digi-kid, there is no other culture for me. I only know, it’s on, it’s off, there is no alternative. I have been culturally programmed to have code integrated into my existence.

        I know I am capable of having a deep and meaningful with other creatures, because Padoke and I communicate all the time, but really, I am a digital-kid. I have thought about disconnecting, but I doubt if I have the confidence to go through with it.

        Dollcee said, same, same, I like to think that I can be disconnected, stand outside and look in, but I am usually totally connected when I have these fantasies, so I am a total digi-kid.

        Dos said, I think we are well on the way to some big evolutionary shift and we will be incapable of seeing it or predicting any outcomes. There will be future geniuses who proclaim this and that, who really knows.

        Dollcee said, that is completely weird to think we could evolve into something unknown purely from the adoption of digitolism.

        Dos said, assuming it has begun and productivity and efficiency drive the future direction of cultural aspirations, then, my guess is, the intelligence will survive and the wasteful and expensive to maintain citizen’s bodies will be replaced by cheap, efficient machines.

        Dolce said, I wonder if the head will survive or it will be replaced as well. 
        Dollcee asked, does all this worry you Dos?

        Not really, we are so small relative to the universe. We are like the insects that we look down upon. Their existence is so short and we think nothing of swatting them only because they want to buzz around near us.