
Futures
What Happens When We Engage with Futures Thinking?
Anticipation is not prediction—it's the art of sensing, adapting, and shaping possibility. But have we forgotten how to use it? Futures Thinking is not a luxury; it’s a societal necessity.
Futures
Anticipation is not prediction—it's the art of sensing, adapting, and shaping possibility. But have we forgotten how to use it? Futures Thinking is not a luxury; it’s a societal necessity.
complexity
The problem with traditional strategy is not just its rigidity—it’s its assumption about time. The idea that we can move from ‘now’ to ‘next’ as though history were a straight road. The Banyan approach rejects this.
Adaptive
Pink is one of those colors that has always had a strong presence, though it often evokes mixed reactions. Historically, pink was seen as a softer, more delicate color—often linked to femininity or sweetness. But over the years, it has evolved into something more powerful.
Poetry
If you can find warmth in the longest night, seeing light not as certainty but as motion, a shifting glow against the vast unknown. If you can hold the weight of silence without naming it fear, letting the absence become a form of presence, an invitation to breathe. If you
complexity
December is full of contradictions—the year closes, yet the world feels impossibly full. Lights shine on long nights, reminders that even darkness holds a spark of hope. Christmas invites us to reflect on the tangle of past, present, and future, offering pathways not to predict but to participate.
Poetry
The Cyclops, one eye fixed on the world, sees only what lies before it. Depth dissolves into certainty, a singular truth, unbroken but incomplete. Complexity shimmers beyond its gaze, an intricate weave of ripples and roots, where nothing stands alone, where every part speaks to another. Hierarchies cling to their
Strategy
Participation is key to Futures Work, yet often resisted by hierarchies valuing efficiency over collaboration. Its value lies in complexity's nature.
Poetry
We carry the yet-to-come in the marrow of our being, woven deep, unseen, a pulse older than time. The world is not a machine. It breathes, it bends, it breaks. We thought we could tame it, chart its paths, name its stars. But the stars are wild, their light a
Adaptive
Why do we think about futures? As anticipatory beings, we’ve evolved to imagine and prepare for what’s ahead. But in today’s complex world, is traditional strategy enough—or is it time to evolve?
Future
Between tides, we face uncertain futures and the weight of complex challenges. Yet hope rises—not as a lone flame but as a wildfire, igniting resilience. Hope empowers us to move forward together, a shared light guiding us toward what lies beyond the unknown.
written by Dall-E Open AI This ballad is the result of an unfinished prompt by myself. I wanted to create a visual with Dall-E for my latest LinkedIn post and pressed the enter button already after "The Ballad of Coherence and Alignment" without adding the visual instructions. And
Future
We are caught up in prutures—iterations of the present dressed up to look like progress. They’re infused with just enough novelty to convince us that we’re moving forward, yet they don’t truly challenge us. And as comfortable as they may be, prutures are holding us back.