"You are raising a huge challenge linked to a huge achievement," said Fred. "But can it be done?"

      Fred turned to Sylvia. "I know that you and Peter have taken a few steps in that direction. Would you be willing to move forward again? Would you have the 'strength' to go all the way."

      Sylvia nodded. "What choice de we have? We have the choice to move forward or collapse into the kind of hell that is already unfolding. Moving forward seems less scary. At lest in that direction we have a future."

      "I have nothing with which to prove to you that the 50 years of peace were in any way linked with Mary's achievement," said Ross. "All that I have is the historic coincidence in timing between her work and world events, and her great universal love for humanity that all her work was based on. I must assume that since both aspects emerged together in such a profound way as we have never seen before nor since, that Mary may have left her mark of immortality on time in both small and huge historic terms. The evidence suggests that she has shaped the face of the world until her profound influence until that influence ended with her death. You want to close your eyes to that? She died in December 1910. Less than three years later all hell broke loose in 1913. Now we are facing forty thousand nuclear bombs as the result, which we have built for each other with now tens of millions of dirty uranium bombs added that are already sitting on the ground pre-positioned. Our President who calls himself the Decider is stirring up the whole world to find an excuse for America to use these horrid killing machines."

      "Isn't it amazing how far we have drifted from the environment of love in which a partially paralyzed person can be healed in the space of an instant," Sylvia interjected.

      "This might also be the reason why the Principle of Universal Love, which is imbedded in Mary's concept of the universal marriage of humanity, has remained almost totally obscured since she put it on the table a hundred years ago," I said to Fred. "Obviously the Principle of Universal Love posed a near insurmountable challenge a hundred years ago, just as it still does."

      "I think the challenge that she presented to us, to even acknowledge her achievement, is as huge to us as is her historic achievement itself," said Sylvia to Fred. "I also think that we can no longer hide behind the challenge and step away from what appears to be potentially possible."

      "The looming consequences are more than huge today," Ross interjected. "If this challenge remains unmet, all hell will break loose. We are facing four major potential crises at once, in the modern world. We are in the midst of a worldwide economic collapse; we face a renewed drive for nuclear war with new type of nuclear weapons added; we face a horrific expansion of fascism, terrorism, torture, killing, and destroying; and we are in the end-phase of the current interglacial period with the threat of a new Ice Age emerging on the horizon in spite of all the global warming hoopla. If there is the faintest light at the end of the tunnel, shouldn't we rush to grab it instead of debating whether there is any real light there, or whether the light that we see is but a mirage?"

      "I think the time for debating has passed," said Sylvia to Fred. "In addition, we don't have any excuses left not to do this work, whatever this implies. Ross' discovery of Mary's scientific achievements and challenges changes the way we must relate ourselves to one-another individually, as well as globally. The same principle applies to both aspects, including the way you must conduct your diplomacy, nation to nation. We are all human beings. We cannot ignore this fact, whether Mary has built her scientific principles on this fact or not; the truth is the truth. We have to acknowledge it, and move with it. If we don't know how to fly with that, we have to discover how to get our feet unstuck, so to speak."

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