This reminds me of the PFC origins story from Robert Sapolsky. The power of 'maybe' biases human kind towards the possible, however improbable. This is the p.(x), where hope has nothing to do with it and probabilities are all that remain!
Will we capitalize the incipit inspiration between bookends or squabble over resources and their seemingly infinite appetites to consume? Will the PFC prevail or fall victim to the tyranny of the majority? 'Fempty' is the glass that pairs proud and Pythagorus in the same sentence.