Steve reached for his glass of orange juice again. "I think Mary tried to tell us that we need to exercise our scientific omnipotence in every circumstance, in every domain, even in the small sexual domain that needs to be enveloped with all the big elements of our humanity. We mustn't be ruled by opinions and emotions and axioms, but by absolute scientific truthfulness. Mary appears to be telling us, that if we master the task in the sexual domain, which is as close to us than anything ever will be, all our reactions in every other domain, even the political and economic domain, will be governed by the same scientific truthfulness."

      Steve raised his glass again. "I think Helen would agree with us if we call this domain, the domain of Science, the domain of our light as human beings; the light of our love. Our contributing this light is the greatest contribution that we can bring into the lateral lattice of humanity."

      Steve drank to that.

      We all did.

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Stories about War from novels by Rolf A. F. Witzsche