Education and science are more important or religion ?

The way the answers have gone so far, I am reminded of a poem, ' A Vision of Science'. Here three angels, - religion, science and spirituality speak about what the world has achieved under their influence. The third speaks very little because her time has not come as yet. www.sriaurobindoashram.com > Sri Aurobindo > His Works > English > Vol. 5 click . roll down to ' A Vision of Sience'.

I dreamed that in myself the world I saw,

Wherein three Angels strove for mastery. Law

Was one, clear vision and denial cold,

Yet in her limits strong, presumptuous, bold;

The second with enthusiasm bright,

Flame in her heart but round her brows the night,

Faded as this advanced. She could not bear

That searching gaze, nor the strong chilling air

These thoughts created, nourishing our parts

Of mind, but petrifying human hearts.

Science was one, the other gave her name,

Religion. But a third behind them came,

Veiled, vague, remote, and had as yet no right

Upon the world, but lived in her own light.

Wide were the victories of the Angel proud

Who conquered now and in her praise were loud

The nations. Few even yet to the other clove, -

And some were souls of night and some were souls of love.

But this was confident and throned. Her heralds ranged

Claiming that night was dead and all things changed;

For all things opened, all seemed clear,

seemed bright -

Save the vast ranges that they left in night.

However, the light they shed upon the earth

Was great indeed, a firm and mighty birth.

A century’s progress lived before my eyes.

Delivered from amazement and surprise,

Man’s spirit measuring his worlds around

The laws of sight divined and laws of sound.

Light was not hidden from its searching gaze,

Nor matter could deny her myriad maze

To the cold enquiry; for the far came near,

The small loomed large, the intricate grew clear.

Measuring and probing the strong Angel strode,

Dissolving and combining, till she trod

Firmly among the stars, could weigh their forms,

Foretold the earthquakes, analysed the storms.

Doubt seemed to end and wonder’s reign was closed.

The stony pages of the earth disclosed

Their unremembered secrets. Horses of steam

Were bitted and the lightnings made a team

To draw our chariots. Heaven was scaled at last

And the loud seas subdued.