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Based on the principle of the lateral lattice of our humanity-
a healing platform bound by strands of love? 

Ice Age cycles
versus 'fairy dust' cycles

Extending the harmonies
of the social binary world 

The Royal Dance for ending the war 
of empire versus civilization 

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Life-giving dissent
versus
deadly consensus 

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Breaking the cycles of history 

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Exploring the principle
of the Universal Kiss 

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Consciously starting
a New World 

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Discovering the third sex 

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Can the third sex open the door to peace? 

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The easy path may be
a path to tragedy 

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When the old 'paradise' is fading
a new one is unfolding into life 

What is the project's mission?

The project has no mission. Love is its own mission, its own light, its own practical animus. But in a world of busy days and struggles to make ends meet, overlaid with petty issues, high finance, political tyranny, violence, threats, and terror, love tends to drift into the background and becomes small, its scope narrow, and its mission an impractical abstraction. 

And so our world becomes smaller, darker, and people become isolated, tucked away in sprawling suburbs, tiny families, small marriages, mundane jobs, all of which are deemed practical. But love seems to have a different mission, a strangely more practical mission, a wider role. 

When children get shot by military simpers in far off lands, as this happens week after week, or when families loose their homes as they can't keep up with the money lenders increasing greed, society tends to look away form the crisis as the threads of love have gown too thin and the victims too distant. And so the world becomes darker. But love has a mission to bring light to the dim before the night unfolds. It has a mission to kindle the light within, to set up a light to oneself, a light that is not small but can shine and brighten the world. 

Maybe it does seem impractical, but is it?

The project was started in the early 1980s when the doomsday clock of an impending nuclear holocaust stood at just minutes before midnight. There was a need felt in the world then to deal with this insanity? It was evident even in those days that this danger that had covered the earth wasn't primarily a military madness, or a political madness, but was primarily a cultural failure of society. We had 65,000 nukes in the mid-1980s. But those hadn't been picked off trees like apples and cherries. Each one of them had been fashioned by people for the annihilation of one another. Something had been spiritually lacking. Our love had been too small, too narrow, too confined, too esoteric to be practical.

With that in mind I started a project to explore the hidden dimensions of love, its wider mission, its unseen shapes and colors. 

In today's world it appears that this project is still needed. We find the same old games of war, threats, and terror still being played on a wide front, though to a lesser degree, but with many new games of the same kind added. Thus the project that began in the 1980s is still unfolding. Over the space of the last year the project has been consolidated into an art garden to explore what is deemed impractical, to paint what is invisible, to put up a light against the challenge that is still being evaded. 

Here a word of caution is needed, the mission of love is not without its own great challenges. Fortunately love has deep roots that are anchored in our humanity, which is ultimately great and enduring. Empires have come and gone, but it remains. Kings and Emperors have risen and fallen, but it has grown brighter. Vast political systems have been built and have become dust, dust of history, but love is still here and its mission continues. 

Love in a wider universal sense is something that it still worth looking at. And maybe as one does so, one might find in it the precious sparkle that has been kept out of sight for ages, which is a part of it.