The Adventures of Stevie #190
These stories were told to me by friends and other people. Some of them
are true. Some of them are only partly true. Some of them should have
been true. LOL
My first post about Stevie ("Call me Stephen!") was when he was 12 and
in summer camp and was told by another camper. This was from a time
before computers would fit on a desk and when people communicated with
friends in other countries by actual letters sent through the postal
service. When children did this those friends were called "penpals".
Carlos is Stevie's penpal in Argentina and knows English. This is a
fictional contrivance to enable Stevie to tell us his stories because
he isn't here in person. I think.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Stevie's school is for gifted children who don't fit in regular schools.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stevie is 14 in this story, after year 4 special school, in the Summer.
The Adventures of Stevie #190 "Crystal Ballplay"
Dear Carlos,
We went to have a late supper. We told the family what happened in
France, after we ate. Zack said "You flew?" I said "That's what it was
like, but it was more a nullification of gravity by the manipulation of
a property of mass, with a little push from behind with some available
energy." Zack grinned and said, "Sure. Whatever you said." We laughed.
Brandy said "Can you do more illusions?" I said "I don't know. It takes
a lot of concentration, and a lot of effort to make people see it. I
don't like it. Really, it's too much like lying." Glena said "But if
you need to show somebody how something works?" I said "It could be
useful then. I suppose practice might help make it easier. I just hope
we don't start preferring illusions to reality, and start believing in
them." Rod said "Not when we have the reality of the people we love.
That's the most important." We all agreed to that. I said "I just
thought of something!" Pete said "Watch out!" I said "Rod, will you
please poke him for me?" He did, and Pete laughed. Race said "What's
your idea?" I said "The ring. I put my love in it permanently. What if
I could put memories in crystals? Or illusions? Use crystals like
recorders of sounds and pictures, or movies?" Pete said "What a great
idea! Of quartz you can!" We groaned at the pun. Rod poked him again
and said "I wonder what the storage capacity would be. Let's
experiment!" I said "Nope. We've got something more interesting to do."
Race said "What could be more interesting than that?" I said
"Remember what I told your father about why you should stay here a
while?" He said "Oh! Yes. Right." Rod said "Then lets get to it." I
said "Not so fast. I want Tomba and Chad in on this. Jan, too. We have
to see if they are available. I'll contact Tomba now." I did, and said
+Free to talk? I have some news you should know about.+ He said +In a
minute. Wait.+ I did, and soon he said, +Tell me.+ I told him about the
illusions, and about my storage crystal idea. I told him about my new
educational technique I used on the team, and why. He was very
interested in all of that. Then I said, +I need your advice. I want to
use the new training with Chad, but would the emotional upheaval
interfere with his progress there with you? Should I wait till he's
back in school? Would he forgive me for leaving him out, if I did
that?+ He said +You should wait, and I will take responsibility for
that decision. This means, because he would know, I can't be with you
when you experiment with illusions and crystal storage, which I would
really want be there for. Don't wait for us. I know how hard that would
be for you.+ I said +Thanks. I love you. Give my love to Chad. Discom+
I said to the group, "Well, lets get started. In private. Sorry folks,
but things might get a little strange, messing around with psychic
stuff." The team went to the bedroom.
I said "Tomba, Chad, and Jan, won't be here for this. We will work
with them when school starts. I probably won't be experimenting much
with crystal storage till then, either. I want a team in my lab for
that. Before we get started on things, we should find out what new
abilities we have now. All of you but Rod, connect to me and watch what
I do to inventory him." They did, and I explained what I did and why,
and what it all meant. Then we did the same thing again, but Pete was
the target. Then Race. Then Pete led them to inventory me. Then we
compared notes. Everybody had improved. Pete the least, because he was
the best to start with. They hadn't inventoried me before, so they
couldn't tell if I had improved in anything. I could tell, and I did
improve, but I didn't tell them that. I think they knew, anyway. I
grabbed my balls. Crystal balls, and set them on Dan's bed. I asked
each of them to use their energy to push the balls, but with control.
They all did that well. Then I drew a charmed picture of the bed with
the balls on it. I mentally reached into it and picked up one of the
balls and moved it around in the air, to make sure the picture worked
for that. Then I asked them to do that in turn. Pete got it first. Then
Rod. Race couldn't. I told him, "You can. I've discovered something
about learning to use our abilities. Why, I don't know precisely, but
there is something in us which tries to prevent us from finding out and
learning these things. Sometimes we need some stress, like danger, to
push us into overcoming that resistance. It's worked for me, and saved
my life a few times. It worked for you, on the job we just did. We need
to learn to substitute determination for our motivation. I know you can
do this. Now. Don't try, just DO!" He did. We celebrated.
I said "What are we celebrating for? That's just the beginning." That
got them VERY interested. I grinned my face almost in half, and said,
"Each new thing gets more difficult. We shouldn't expect all of you to
get all of it at once, but if we help each other, the rewards will be
tremendous. Now do what you just did with the picture, but with just a
mental picture. Pete first." He succeeded. Then Rod did it. They didn't
get excited about it because I had contacted them and asked them not
to, until we saw that Race could do it. He couldn't. I told him,
"That's probably because you aren't used to visualizing as much as we
are trained to do at school, and not less psychic ability. It's much
harder to do with rooms and objects, because they have less of what we
can use as a personality to activate our mental pictures. The more
clear and accurate the picture is, the easier it is to activate it.
Practice visualization a lot in your free time, and you will get it.
Maybe in as little as a week, if you practice hard. If you are
wondering why I asked you to try to port to your mental picture of your
own bedroom, for your first effort at that, it's because that's the
room you would need the least effort to visualize, and porting is
easier than manipulating objects. I think we should give this a rest
now, and do something else."
I reached over and played with Race's nuts and said, "Any ideas on
what we should do next?" Everybody got boners. We used them, after we
did more nutplay in the link. Then we squirted like we hadn't done that
for a whole day. While we were resting, I noticed one of the crystal
balls go up in the air and go back down again. Race winked at me, and
in mindtalk said, +I was trying too hard, I think. I can do it now. Did
you know this fun stuff would help?+ I said +I hoped. Even if it
didn't, it sure wouldn't hurt.+ We laughed out loud. The others wanted
to know why. I nodded at Race. He told them, and we hugged and kissed
him all over. He didn't complain.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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