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The future remains uncertain and so it should, for it is the canvas upon which we paint our desires. Thus always the human condition faces a beautifully empty canvas. We possess only this moment in which to dedicate ourselves continuously to the sacred presence which we share and create.’”
People, not commercial organizations or chains of command, are what make great civilizations work. Every civilization depends upon the quality of the individuals it produces. If you over-organize humans, over-legalize them, suppress their urge to greatness—they cannot work and their civilization collapses.
The patterns could guide and they could trap. One had to remember that patterns change.
“It is happening before your eyes.”
If that failed, Allahu akbahr. Sometimes one had to submit to a greater order.
Namri drew his crysknife. “What do you know of the Womb of Heaven? I am her servant, you male whore.
Fremen were people of extraordinary energy at sunrise but a deep and lethargic melancholy often overcame them at nightfall.
“I have no passionate belief in truth, no faith other than what I create,” he said.
“But it’s your right to fall upon your knife if you insist upon it.”
“If you’d help me with your knife, water-thief, please do it in my back. That’s the fitting way for one who wears the collar of a demon.”
Freedom is a lonely state, he thought.
Like the wild Fremen, vultures lived in this land because this was where they were born. They knew nothing better. The desert made them what they were.
“Wild beasts lie upon your lands,”
