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At this point I would take up the paradox by pointing out that this process, that was being imposed around the world, was destroying the self-renewing capacity of the world's agriculture.
Anton would then point out that humanity was literally eating all of its natural seed grains, and that it would thereby become totally dependent on the cartels for its very existence. She would point out that the cartels have amply demonstrated that they have no interest in the welfare of humanity, but are in fact a tightly integrated functional entity within the royals' empire that was still the chief advocate for imposing radical, global, population reduction.
From this point on, we would both take up the paradox. I would point out that there exists no need for humanity to build its existence on high-yield infertile grains. I would point out that mankind's supposed dependence on this high-yield time bomb, was, like everything else artificially created. I would point out that it resulted from the economic destruction of traditional agriculture by means of austerity measures, disinvestment in infrastructures, slanted pricing policies, environmental insanity, and outright legal theft.
Then Anton would build on this paradox and point to the great riches of humanity in terms of the human genius for replenishing the world. I would then take the paradox further and define the development of infertile plants as an abuse of the genius of humanity, similar to the development of nuclear weapons, which were evidently deployed for the same purpose for which the infertile plants were deployed. Anton would take over from me at this point, and explain that the fundamental principle of technologies is reflected in mankind's ability to enrich the natural world, not to mutilate it. She would point out that it is the fundamental characteristic of the human genius to create resources that replenish the Earth with a rich vitality of life, and that humanity would live in a virtual paradise at this very moment were it not for the royals' wars against humanity that constantly destroy the very best that humanity has created.
We decided that our presentation should be structured in such a way as to create a powerful optimism at the end that reflects the quality of dancing which had become an important factor in our unfolding love for each other.
Naturally, the project came off perfectly as planned. It wasn't held back by fear or timidity, and made ineffective by self-doubts. We knew we could pull this off. As a matter of fact, the whole project became an exercise in dancing, by both of us, mentally of course, and by all we could tell, it was so understood.
It was not surprising after this that our entire clan came along with us that evening to our secret place for dancing, the place with the Latin music. It became the natural thing to do, and so the practice continued. Other people soon joined us. It became an unwritten rule, a tradition, until the conference ended. Naturally, the mentality that started this trend was more and more reflected in the conference itself. In a very real way, the conference was evolving a new attitude by the delegates towards each other. I remembered Anton's first letter where she said that it takes time for attitudes to change. We were both unaware, then, that it takes infinitely more than just time.
We were aware, however, this time around, that the process of unfolding had barely begun. We felt that we were still barely past the starting gate in the great race towards greater freedom.
One evening Anton and I ate supper by ourselves, away from our place for dancing, and went to a symphony concert right afterwards, for a different kind of 'dancing.' The Brahms Symphony Number One was performed. Heather had alerted me that the city has a symphony orchestra and that the First of Brahms was performed. She told me that she was surprised when she recognized how closely the music matched the way our love has unfolded, referring to Anton and me. I had hugged her for this in total agreement. I knew the symphony well. I had once tried to relate it to our love, a long time ago, but the comparison wasn't complete then. I suddenly realized that it was complete now and that a perfect match existed between the music and our love. I knew now what the pizzicato represented and the horn passage. I must have been so exited with the discovery that Heather went out the next day and bought a pair of tickets for us, as a present. All that remained from then on, was to invite Anton.
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