Chapter 48 Chapter Forty-eight

"My son doesn't really see the future. He sees the process of creation and how it connects to reality," Jessica said.Her tone was brisk, and there was no sign of skipping over the subject hastily.She knew that as soon as the shadowy observers realized what she was up to, they would jump out and stop her. Farrakon sat on the floor, the corner of the floor illuminated by the afternoon sun streaming in from the window behind him.Jessica was standing by the wall opposite Falcon, from where she could just see the top of the tree in the garden. Before her was a new Falakon: thinner and stronger.Months of training made an incredible difference in him.There was a twinkle in his eye as he looked at her.

"He saw the prospect of the existing forces continuing to develop, and these prospects must become a reality, unless those forces can be dispersed in advance." Jessica said, "He took action to disperse the current forces. He cannot harm those who follow His people, so he had to attack himself. He refused to accept the certainty of the future before him because it was a sign of cowardice." Falcon has learned to listen quietly, weigh and analyze his questions in his mind, and only ask them when he thinks they are on point.She'd been talking about Bee Gist's point about memory, and then she'd moved quite naturally to the sorority's analysis of Paul Muad'di.Farrakon, however, sensed shadows in her words and actions, discrepancies between her subconscious and her superficial statements.

"Of all the analyzes we've done, this is the most critical," she said. "We assume that all humans and the life that supports them form a natural community, and that the fate of the entire community depends on the fate of each individual." .So instead of playing God, we educate people. We decide to educate individuals so that they can be free like us.” Only then did he understand what she was trying to say, and what effect her words would have on those who were spying on her.He controlled himself, not peering uncomfortably at the door. Only a trained eye could have picked up the momentary lopsidedness in his performance, but Jessica just smiled when she saw it.After all, a smile can mean anything.

"This is your graduation," she said. "I'm so happy for you, Farrakon. Stand up, will you?" He obeyed her command and stood up, blocking the treetops outside the window behind him. Jessica clasped her arms at her sides and said, "It is my duty to deliver this to you: 'I am one of the divine race. As I know, someday you will join us. I Praying before you that this will eventually happen. The future is still uncertain, and it should be, because it is the canvas on which we paint our own desires. Human beings are always faced with a beautiful blank canvas. We control the present, in you and me In the sacred presence of co-creation and enjoyment, we are constantly improving ourselves.'”

No sooner had Jessica finished speaking than Taikanik rushed in through a door to her left.He puts on a relaxed, casual look, but the scowl on his face betrays his inner self. "My lord," he said.But it was too late for him. Jessica's words and all previous preparations worked.Falakon is no longer a Corinor.He is now a Bee Geist.