THE NIGHT OF THE MURDERS, September 10th, 2084, Sunday

Merilia accessed a dark night with murders from the recent history of humanity. Murderers had never been humans, but they had always hidden among real humans.

THE NIGHT OF THE SEVEN GENERALS

It was one of the final and determinative decision meetings. There were no leaders in the team with seven members, but Anmeri and Bakara were leading the discussion with their well selected arguments. Their visible and hearable, understandable and feelable statements were the most clear expressions determining the paths of decision matrices and trees. The seven generals were to make a decision to terminate fifteen other important faces of their time. With a historical perspective, it was easy to conclude that the team with fifteen black minded members had deserved death. However, looking with a contemporary view of flexible evaluation, Anmeri was rejecting using the tools of the path. Death could not be punishment since agreed with local consensuses long before in most parts of the world. According to her, they had to develop their own and new methods to change the society towards better futures. They had to limit the effects of black minds, they had to control them to prevent them from harming others and nature, even from risking the nature and the universe; but using condemned methods of the past was not acceptable. Although the arguments had been forwarded by different members of the teams, the discussion seemed like a discussion made between Anmeri and Bakara. Anmeri stated her main argument at the beginning, and Bakara could not forward a meaningful reply to her clear expression. However, although the members of the team had been carefully selected to represent the real diversity of the current population, they were still not free from prejudgments. Traces of the past were still triggering prejudgments in the minds according to whom they are and whom they feel they are. Most of them were not still able to see with the eyes of the universe. They were still tending to use their ethnic origins, political, personal and sexual preferences, and they were using their internal and external rules in their cognitions and interactions as their main decision guides. It was still very difficult to think with a common mind seeing beyond local and restricted limits. As the expression of victory grew on Bakara's face, Anmeri felt more and more sorry.

"I know these fifteen creatures are not human and they don't deserve living. However, this was a result of simple coincidences determined and occurred with arbitrary actions and unconscience decisions. We must give them a healing time keeping them under control. They will change and be one of the contemporary humans soon. They will die when their time comes."

"You know dying with natural reasons is not so easy in our age and in our system," said Bakara. "It will probably soon become impossible. So we have to remove seeds which can have harmful aspects as soon as possible."

Anmeri looked at Bakara with a deep sorrow in her eyes.

"I can't believe these are your real thoughts. Don't you see this has nothing different from the black pages of the history? They had always destroyed humanity claiming to be protecting it, and you are defending a massacre in our age."

"It is not a massacre, it is the termination of fifteen fatal deviations. Can you calculate the number of children killed by them in the history?"

"I don't want to make any work to increase my hatred and convince me that I am authorized to do anything I believe it is right to be done. I know what you mean much better than you can imagine. I am feeling all the pains of children, women, men, other identities, flowers, animals, trees, forests, and the nature had in our dark past. But we must give all those an end. We can't extinguish fire wire with more gasoline. We have no other choice other than changing, and allowing others to change. If we are really willing to have better lives on a better planet, we have to do that."

Bakara hesitated for a moment, but replied calmly and confidently in a few seconds, as if he was making the final and decisive talk of the session.

"I totally agree with you," he said. "However, I believe that I have to protect even you from yourself. I know, we are equal, but you are still weak, you can't dare to terminate other lives. It is too dangerous my dear Anmeri. You know, I love you very much. You are the meaning of life for me. I must protect you even from yourself. I can't agree with your decision. I can't do that. I must not do that to protect our current population and our children."

It was not the end of the discussion, but nothing which could change the result occured later. The night of the seven generals ended with a decision not approved by Anmeri and two other members. The night of the murders had been decided by Bakara with the support of three members.

MURDERS OF THE NIGHT

Fifteen faces had been carefully selected and prosecuted to death. Merilia had no doubt on the identities of the chosen faces. She was sure that they were the first fifteen people deserving to be given the highest penalty. However, it was not possible for her to accept death penalty and any kind of action made using force. In an age of communication at light speed, direct polar conflicts and traditional methods of resolution should have been removed much earlier in the twenty first century. This had not been possible, it had not been possible to convince Bakara, the man Anmeri really loved.

"I wonder why I am in love with this man," thought Anmeri. It was not easy to find an answer. There were many reasons for Anmeri to love him, but he was not the only man in the world. "Fate," she whispered and smiled. It was the main mechanism of life. Coincidences and decisions were determining the people and their futures. She did not want to learn the details of the execution process. The fifteen murderers were grand children of main actors and actresses of critical massacres in the history. Their ancestors had made terrible things, and they had followed them making the most terrible acts of their time. Anmeri would love to find a way to convince herself that Bakara was right, that everything and life would be beautiful after this execution. It was not possible to do this. Anmeri could not find a way to think in a way not approved by her mind. She was also sure that Bakara was exactly like her on this subject. Their minds had made different decisions and separated them. Anmeri was very sorry. She was sure that Bakara was also very sorry, probably more than Anmeri.

Murders of the night removed all traces of fifteen harmful seeds from the history, but they were nothing other than deviated humans. Bakara was believing that the future would be better after these executions. Anmeri tried to convince herself that the life could still find ways for better futures.