The Size of a Pittance

by Canadian Author, Researcher, Explorer, Producer
Rolf A. F. Witzsche


What is the value
of the most precious?


Lead-in (Background and setup for the exploration)

Steve turned to me. "You may tell yourself today that you have found an answer to what love is. You should celebrate that you have merely touched the surface, whereby the greatest treasures still lie ahead to be discovered...."

"...As we find ourselves clothed with the sun," Ushi interjected.

"And so it will always be," Steve continued. "The greatest treasures are those that one digs up out of the unknown by ones own efforts and ones own scientific discoveries, all of which feed ones self-love that reflects itself in our love for one-another. It doesn't happen the other way around. This means that the important question is not 'where' one goes from here. We all know the course to follow. We understand the principles. The 'where' has therefore been established. The 'how to do it,' of course, involves questions that we all must answer by ourselves in the days, and months, and years ahead. But we shouldn't be surprised if our answers don't come readily and easily. We shouldn't be surprised if we all stumble and crash many times while we move forward. But the world will change by the power of us all living in it. Nor will empire succeed, which has no real power. Empire is doomed by its own inner emptiness. It is itself a systemic failure. It is killing whoever and whatever it is feeding on, whereby it is killing itself. Its doom cannot be avoided, just as peace cannot be avoided that resumes after war has exhausted the feuding factions. Empire will vanish like the thick ice of a frozen lake vanishes in the warmth of an unfolding spring. The collapse begins with a fissure in the ice. Then the fissure becomes a deep crack, and suddenly many cracks appear, and soon the entire surface of the ice breaks apart. In due course not a trace of it remains. Our task is to hasten the springtime."

Steve turned to me. "You have found out already what this means. You have experienced the process with Heather, haven't you? And even in this springtime you have barely begun."

He glanced across the room to Heather and smiled, then turned back to me. "Let me warn you that you will stumble many more times until the foundation is completely built on which all love is founded, and consequently this love stands firmly and becomes a foundation to build a New World on without barriers, without isolation, and without impasses. On the road towards this New World, the love that all of us have for one-another will grow more secure, richer, and more beautiful."

Fred agreed with Steve.

"Actually we have made more than just a little progress then, in that direction," I interrupted. "The Royal Dance has begun, has it not? We have put it on the map. I have seen it. I have been there. I have participated. The Royal Dance was evidently created as a profound idea by a courageously daring lady that was determined to outflank the blindness inspired by Adam Smith and his fascism of greed. We have won a few points in Venice too, along that line, but no victory. The rage of the fondi proves that. They are still in control. As Ushi said, the only big steps forward that we made were made in the desert of New Mexico where Adam Smith was outflanked totally, and a breakthrough was won in the fight for the universal kiss. That's a big step forward. It's a giant step. The Royal Dance includes three different types of responses to the universal kiss. The first was the kiss of the wise men, kissing the king, by which the king became uplifted. The second step was the kiss of the king, kissing the musician, by which the kingdom became uplifted. The third step was the kiss of the king's daughter, kissing herself, by which society became uplifted. This story has been told many times and the dance has been danced in response. People have become uplifted, and they will continue to tell that story and dance that dance. That's winning the world without a victory. That's how the opera Carmen should have ended. But the foundation for that didn't exist then. It barely does so now."

I turned to Fred. "Do you agree that this process is a valid one, focusing directly on the truth. We never mentioned Adam Smith by name in connection with the Royal Dance. The name didn't seem to be significant to those simple and honest people in the desert. We only illustrated the principle that defeats Adam Smith, the principle of the universal kiss."

"That's why we were able to win so easily," Ushi interjected. "We won a great battle, the kind of which has not been won for centuries. We won a battle for the universal kiss. It strikes me as odd though, that when the final battle is won and Adam Smith is totally defeated, we won't likely see this as a victory either. There appears to be no victory possible on the side of the universal kiss, because there is no vanquished there. No one is vanquished by a kiss."

"This battle is really in the hands of humanity itself," Fred came back into the conversation. He had just poured glasses of orange juice far a late night drink. "No one owns the battle," he said, "and no one can fight it for everyone. The question is, who will lay down their pennies and their millions in support of the movement that humanity must become inspired, to make its own? Who will dance the really royal dance, and dance it in all its dimensions, even financially?"

"Some day many people will do this," Heather replied, "because winning on the side of the universal kiss is worth a greater price than we can imagine, which we will have to pay if we don't win."

Moments later we talked about the beach again, and how I had envisioned it as a project that would move people's thinking away from the Byzantine hierarchical ideology that the world's church doctrines still represented, and to build a new renaissance movement on a lateral foundation for moving forward on the whole front of the seashore. I confided that this had been my dream ever since Helen had introduced the concept of the lateral lattice.

Steve mentioned to Fred that he had foreseen the type of clash that we had experienced, between hierarchical demands and civilizational thinking, and that we would probably have to face those challenges many more times.

I asked Steve, why after listening to the Palmerston tape, he never commented on Palmerston's boasting regarding the fondi's Ice Age project. "Will the fondi really succeed in preventing mankind from making the needed preparation? Will they prevent us from assuring our food supply with indoor agriculture in an Ice Age World?"

Steve just laughed. "One step at a time, Peter! One step at a time! Until we can create the environment in which people stop serving up gobs of lies to each other the fondi do have the upper hand. Palmerston is totally correct. There is no point in talking about creating an Ice Age Renaissance, while the world is fast asleep, dreaming of global warming. Lies have put society mentally asleep for centuries. Joseph Goebbels understood that. That's why he became Hitler's Propaganda Minister. The fondi understand this also, and they are building an empire on it, and Willie is doing this for them on a professional basis. That's their foundation. It's our challenge to erase that foundation and replace it with a human foundation. That's a huge challenge, Peter. Until we win in building a foundation for mankind by uplifting our universal humanity, the coming Ice Age won't even be acknowledged. Much less will preparations be made for it that require a 100-year intense renaissance building effort and technological development, and economic achievements on a scale that ushers in a new epoch for mankind. Until we can talk about this new epoch, and make that a universally accepted goal, the fondi will continue to have their victory over civilization. If we don't make the breakout, the fondi will have their pitiful feudal empire with a tiny world population of no more that 50 million people worldwide that they will rule over as lords for the next hundred millennia. Palmerston understands our challenge better than the whole of mankind. He understands that mankind's failing itself to meet the Ice Age Challenge is the only possible platform on which any of the present empires can survive. He also understands our weakness in facing the challenge, and he probably understands it better than we do. He knows that we have to foil their plan if we want to assure the survival of our civilization, he also knows that with society being fast asleep in a dream world of lies, we haven't got a hope in hell to hold back their plan. He knows that we would have to create a world without lies for that to happen. He was right in laughing at us, because that awakening hadn't even begun. Joseph Goebbels would have laughed at us too. However, I also think that we will soon be in a position to laugh back at them, by putting the truth on the table in the manner that the little child had done in Hans Christian Anderson's tale of the Emperor's New Clothes. Maybe some time in the near future the Ice Age Renaissance can be talked about more seriously then, such as we have begun in Venice, when the Principle of Universal Love is acknowledged increasingly by society as a whole."

I smiled at that and answered Steve, as Helen would have: "What have the challenges to get there, got to do with anything? Do they change the principle involved?"

"Doesn't it feel great to be able to acknowledge this as the truth about ourselves?" said Ushi. "We are the grains of the sand of the seashore as we are at one with it. We are also the drops of water and the ocean at the same time. We are Life, and Truth, and Love all rolled into one. Should not the universe 'obey' us? It gave us the power to enrich it with our boundless creativity? I think the universe will respond to us in our role for as long as we respond to its principles and stop being so timid about applying them to the little challenges the fondi have put before us, or we ourselves."

"This mandate has huge implications, but I see us winning," I added. "We will win, and as we do, I predict that we won't see it as a victory but as simply the human thing to do, like breathing the air."

Steve's response was to laugh. He turned to Fred. "The whole of humanity has to start to learn how to walk anew by the time Pete is done with it," he said.

Steve continued to laugh and then asked Fred where he kept the champagne hidden. "We have to celebrate this," he said. "With Pete we will win what the mightiest arsenals of weapons could never achieve. Just think of the expense he could have spared us!"

"There is orange juice in the fridge," Fred interrupted Steve, and began to laugh, too. Fred got up and brought the whole jug from the kitchen and a bottle of soda water for Steve, and a few slices of lemon.

We celebrated our future that night, deep into the morning. As we did, my meeting Ushi at the Brandenburg Gate came to my mind when Ushi and I had said fare well to each other at the conclusion of the Anderson affair. I had been sure that we would never see each other again. I could still remember her loving embrace and her kiss, and her words that we would not be dependent on one-another. Now, in our new celebration of an endless future we said the same things again, only in a different and much more beautiful context. Maybe this illustrates the principle that we all had talked about that night, which assured that our horizons were bound to grow brighter as we moved ahead.

I remembered Ushi saying at the Brandenburg Gate, that the world is full of beautiful people and wonders of love, and indeed, a lot of that truth had already been experienced.

Before boarding the plane the next morning, Ushi cautioned me that this truth promises a whole lot more, "maybe more than we both can handle," she said.

She grinned as she said this, and added a kiss. She also said that this truth promises worlds upon worlds of wonders that lie still before us. She said the world is full of marvels for us to explore, and to become uplifted by. She suggested that if we continue in our path to grow the dimensions of our self-love, and of all the love that is bound to grow out of our efforts, we would give new meaning to the concept of enriching one-another's life. She was telling me that we don't need a thousand years of growing up to become human beings, even to the point that we can put the nuclear weapons challenge behind us. She suggested that for this, we have the key already within us, and that we can turn this key now.

She kissed me one last time and repeated with a smile the very words that I had spoken to her in Leipzig on the first day we met, that one person with a right idea is sufficient to change the world. She said that she had agreed with me then. Now she added that in considering of how our circle had expanded we were already an effective majority in the world.

"Isn't that exciting?" she asked, while we hugged each other when the final boarding call for their plane was announced.

When Steve and I hugged each other he was all smiles. I even noticed a tear in his eye, which wasn't like Steve at all. Then he revealed the secret. He held up an envelope and said, "thanks for the fare well gift," as we shook hands.

As he said this I noticed that wicked grin in Fred's face that revealed that he had been up to something.

"What was the envelope all about?" I asked him after Ushi and Steve had disappeared behind the security gate and we were walking back to the car.

Fred took me aside and motioned Ross, Tony, Heather, and Sylvia to go on ahead. "Didn't you ask me to do something nice for them?" Fred replied when we were out of hearing range. He grinned some more. "The envelope?" he said. "Well, I gave him a little cash from both of us. I told him it was his National Security Award. I told him to consider it as a pioneering attempt by the Government of the United States of America to revert its attention back to Love-Based Economics, although in a small way, - a small first step towards saving the world. I told Steve that you had nominated him for the award, which in a way you had." Then Fred laughed when he said this and looked at his watch. "I asked Steve not to open the envelope until he was in the air. I hate emotional scenes."

"He certainly can use some extra bit of cash," I assured him.

"It may save his life some day when he needs to get away from the East in a hurry!" said Fred calmly. "I couldn't give him the Nobel Price, of course. Still, I am not totally impotent. I only wish it could have been more. Two-hundred-thousand is such a pittance."

"Wow! You call that a pittance? I should kiss you for that!" I said to him and reached my hand out. "Thanks Fred."

"Believe me, it's a pittance," said Fred. "Our country spends twenty-four billion each year on covert operations to destabilize foreign governments, to foment wars and genocide, to assassinate people we don't like, to set up and finance terrorist organizations against other countries, even to terrorize our own people, while not a penny is spend in Love-Based Economics on which peace and civilization depend, including our prosperity and security. Not a penny is spent on that. Do you want me to go on? Do you know how much twenty-four billion adds up to, which we spend each year to tear the world apart? That adds up to a hundred-and-twenty-thousand times the amount I gave to Steve and Ursula. So it was a pittance, wasn't it. They have stuck their neck out for us to save our butt a little while longer. They deserve far more. Unfortunately, that's all our country is able to award this year to protect life and civilization on this planet. In real terms, this allotment is less than a pittance, Pete. But then, that's what we consider life to be worth these days. I just hope Steve and Ursula will be able to forgive us both for our inability to honor them better."

"You are right, the security and prosperity of our country should be worth a lot more to us than that. That's why we have so little of it," I replied. "However, I don't see any change on the horizon for as long as we spend a hundred-and-twenty-thousand times as much on destabilizing the world and making it less peaceful, than we spend on making it livable."

Fred didn't laugh this time. He said something about wanting to turn this ratio around, so that people's tax money would be spend on enriching civilization and the world, instead of destroying our humanity and murdering people. "We've got to put Love-Based Economics on the table in a big way," he said to me, "or else everything that we have worked for as a people, and as a nation, will be lost in the hurricane of the coming calamities that we see already on the horizon. He suggested however, that most likely the spending in support of peace and civilization would have to come from private sources first, before such a trend can be established in government spending. Love-Based Economics is a process that has to start at the home plate. Steve is a key element in this. Let's consider the money as a retainer to enable him to help us in reclaiming our humanity. Too much of it has become lost. There is almost nothing left of what America once was."

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