Christina and I join hands.
Inwardly and outwardly, everyone in the theater settles into deep silence, a silence born of awe buttressed by wonder.
I expected to observe the quality and vitality of character of those who made their home in the community that Knows No Bounds, but instead, I was a witness to a performance like no other.
A performance whose function was a summary and whose substance was a story.
A performance whose essence is the evolution of culture from conscious intent in relation to nature.
A performance whose levels of integration and sophistication were well beyond the intelligence of its inhabitants.
I realize, in the silence that surrounds us, that the performance is a service to prepare us for the address.
In the depths of our silence, the Leader of the Council appears in the space above us.
