Indira shrugged her shoulder.

      "She defines the zero point as the moral state and labels it not traditional, but transitional. Did you ever think of morality as a zero-domain, Indira? Did you ever think of the zero-domain as being inherently transitional?"

      Indira laughed. "That's clever, Peter. She hit the nail on the head, as you Americans would say. The zero-vitality state is a kind of state where nothing is happening, no good, no bad, where we get by, but barely, where no one gets killed but nothing vital is happening either; where society is asleep, but is vulnerable to sleep walking and is liable to fall into the sewer. That's what happened in India on a gigantic scale in the wake of the Aryan invasion 3,500 years ago. We gut gagged and dragged into the sewer so deeply that we are still struggling to climb out of it. We didn't have a high-level scientific anchorage, then. We were just beginning to awake as a civilization. We were married to a multiplicity of gods in those days that represented various hidden principles that no one really understood, because if they had been understood they would have prevented the dark ages that India has been thrown into and has suffered for so long."

      "That's been the fate of the whole world," I interjected. "Mankind has struggled under the thumb of empires for 4,000 years. Their wars are still ongoing, and are still killing us. However, the killing machines have become too powerful now for mankind to be able to survive much longer in the continuing ancient mode. We need to establish our universal marriage to one another and snap out of our 'marriage' to competing empires."

      "I take it that on Mary's scale the imperial marriage model is listed deep in the negative territory," said Indira.

      "Mary, herself, has but the marriage principle high up into the positive territory," I said to her. "The difference indicates how distant from truth the imperial marriage model is. Also she put the same challenge on the table in respect to sex. In fact, she placed sex and marriage into two separate development streams, which renders sex and marriage as two totally separate and unrelated spheres of our development are human beings and our civilization."

      "Are you saying that she turned our entire conventional world upside down?" said Indira.

      "She made the result more real, more practical, more beautiful, and sex much more challenging," I said with a grin.

      I asked Indira to consider that in the animal world sex exists exclusively for procreation, but that we, as human beings, can discover higher universal principles, which raise the ordinary into something incredible and give it a new meaning. I suggested that in this unique flow of our self-development as human beings we gain a whole new identity for ourselves.

      "Is this the principle behind the concept of celebrating the forever Indira-day?" said Indira with a smile. "Are you suggesting that our candles should be burning more brightly with every passing day?"

      "The forever Indira-day concept is designed to lift you far above the silly birth/death axis that we celebrate in America by sticking birthday candles onto a birthday cake, one for each year, that we blow out almost as soon as they are lit. We light them and sing songs while they burn for a few seconds. Then the celebrated person ceremoniously blows then all out. We do it in so many ways, and we do it every day. We need to lift ourselves beyond that silly self-destruction, because that's no way to live. We have lived that way far too long already, for 4,000 years or more. We have taken the lighted candles and extinguished them and passed the result on to our friends and guests that we have invited to eat this mortality cake with us, by which our civilization is blown out step by step. And we call this perversion, progress? What a terrible metaphor have we created for our living? We celebrate the blowing out of the sparkle in our life and ask our friends to take part in the process. We should have never done this. We should have looked for a life-expanding principle to celebrate. That is what your 'forever Indira-day' card invites you to celebrate. It stands as a celebration of you as a light that lights the universe, a light that is tied to the whole world universally by outgoing strands of love. It also acknowledges you as a woman, as your name implies. But it acknowledges you as a star in the sexual heaven that remains yet to be revealed in its full splendor, as the name also implies."

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