The debate was not a war to be won, but a dance to be danced. And in the dancing, the two partners became one. The artists, their vision now sharpened by the critic’s insight, began to create works of art that were not just beautiful, but also deeply meaningful, works that were not just aesthetically pleasing, but also intellectually rigorous. And the critic, their intellect now warmed by the artist’s passion, began to write criticism that was not just insightful, but also beautiful, criticism that was not just an analysis of art, but a work of art in itself. The distinction between artist and critic, between creation and interpretation, began to dissolve. A new kind of consciousness was born, a consciousness that could both create and understand, that could both feel and think, that could both love and know. The Age of Purpose had found its first, true answer to the question “Why?”: to create a world where beauty and meaning were one and the same, a world where to live was to be in a constant, joyful state of creative and intellectual discovery.