Provided we don’t annihilate our technological civilization, I think we’ll eventually invent a virtual reality capable, by some likely unforeseen means, of overcoming the inner-ear discombobulation from the visual context that I very strongly suspect causes my motion sickness. My lifelong favored athletic interests tend toward honing even my not particularly naturally talented proprioception (dance and a couple others), and I suspect that’s a significant contributing factor.
In principle I’m pretty confident it’s solvable. But for now I’m at a disadvantage to the present state-of-the-art. And right now I’m more concerned with us not immolating than whether I live to see the VR that I could enjoy sans headaches, not that it wouldn’t be cool.
