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From: " +Grant. " <+Grant@grant.grant>
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Subject: +*+*+*+ Stephen's Logbook #1 Entry #18 "Matt and Murphy" +*+*+*+
Date: 9 Jan 2012 18:29:45 -0600
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Stephen's Logbook #1 Entry #18
These stories about Stephen began was when he was 10 years old, and
moving to a new part of the country to attend a special school for
gifted students. 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. He wrote 225 of them to
a friend. Please refer to them for insight into this new series of
stories. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he still wanted to
record his life, in case he loses his memory again. So, we can now look
into selected entries in his logbook to see how he is doing.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stephen is 16 in this story, at Thanksgiving of year 7 of special
school.
Stephen's Logbook #1 Entry #18 "Matt and Murphy"
NEW ENTRY
For Thanksgiving, we had the regular in-house family, which were Zack
and Glena, and Nigel and me. For regular guests, we had Marsha and
Brandy, who were visiting from college where they lived, Jeremy and
Tommy, father, and Dr. Knot. Tomba was with Lance and his family. Dan
was with Stuart and his family, and they would come by later to sleep.
I had asked if I could invite some friends, and had permission. I asked
them, and they had no other plans, and so we had special guests, Murphy
and Matt. They didn't have to undress, because Dr. Knot wouldn't, so we
were all dressed, out of respect for him. It was a good meal, and we
were thankful. This time I think the most thankful were Murphy and
Matt. I liked helping them that way, and I think they knew that.
After eating, we went into the living room and talked. I brought up
how I met Murphy, and let him tell it, which he enjoyed. Matt nodded
when he heard about how I bashed Murphy's nose, and fingered his own.
He saw me noticing that, and grinned. I nodded, and Matt said, "I
fought him for real. He was so good at so young an age to do that to
you, it's no wonder he could take me so easily, even though I had a
knife, when he was older." He told how it happened. Then Murphy told
them about me fixing his nose. I said "I could do that because I caused
it. I wasn't very good at healing things I didn't cause." Then Matt
started to tell about the manufacturing rescue, and Nigel interrupted
with, "How would you like to see it like a movie?" He had just asked me
in mindtalk if he could show them the crystal. I said he could, because
they were going to be with us, soon. They were interested, so Nigel
passed it around. There were a lot of wows. The girls got very hot. I
winked at them, which didn't help them to cool down at all. Then Nigel
said to Matt, "Is it alright if I show them your fight with Stephen?"
He said "Yes. I want to see that very much, too!" He, Murphy, Tommy,
and father were very interested in it, and played it over and over.
There were comments like, "Smooth. No hesitation. No wasted movements.
Perfect balance. Fantastic speed." Nigel grinned and said, "Don't say
those things now. Save them for seeing him REALLY work out, or you'll
be speechless." I said to Nigel, "Maybe you should try that sometimes."
He laughed. So did Zack. Jeremy just looked proud.
Matt asked "How are these made?" I nodded to Nigel, who gave me a wry
look, as if I gave him a job he didn't like, and said, "Stephen
invented this way of storing memories, and he was the best at making
them. Now only Pete can do it well. The rest of us push the memory out,
and Pete grabs it, and puts it in a crystal." I said "It isn't that
easy. You have to have a lot of mind training to isolate a memory and
set it up for transfer. For putting it in a crystal, you have to have a
very fine psychic object sense, which was my strongest ability, along
with projection. Most other adepts have strengths in other areas. We
can do a lot with them, such as put an entire college course in a
crystal, and when you put it to your head, you can transfer parts of
it, or all, to your own memory, which you can't forget. No, it's not
instant education. You have to work with the information to make it
most usable to you, and people who are unprepared for it, can have
mental problems. We have some which can kill somebody if they aren't an
adept of the strongest kind. The advanced storage crystals are very
hard to make, and can take a whole day. I made one which took a whole
week. That's one of the reasons why we can't make them public. People
we work closely with, can use some of them, when we think they should,
who are mostly our advanced students. There aren't any real shortcuts
to learning, just tools which can make it more efficient. The student
still has to work hard to learn." There were a lot of wows.
There were some more talking, then the guests started to leave. I
could see that Matt and Murphy wanted to discuss something with me. I
signaled Nigel to contact me. I said + Matt and Murphy want to discuss
something with me. It's probably about working with us. Please contact
my father and tell him that, and ask him if he wants to be in that
meeting, too.+ He did, and father did, so I invited M and M to discuss
what they were interested in, in the conference room downstairs, after
the other guests left. They weren't happy to have the other there, but
I wanted it that way. We had the meeting. I said "Father, Matt and
Murphy want to discuss something. I want them to do it with each other.
Would you like to ask them if they know why?" He nodded and turned to
them and said, "Do you?" Murphy said "I think so." Matt said "I don't,
but I'm sure I will." He and Murphy grinned at each other. Nigel said
"I missed something again, didn't I." I said, "No you didn't, if you
think about it." He said "Oh!" I said to the two men, "Who wants to be
first?" They both started to talk. Murphy nodded at Matt to continue,
who said, "I want in. All the way. Please." Murphy said "Wise. Goes for
me, too. I was going to wait until I retired from the Bureau, but I'm
just too interested to want to let it go for so long." Matt said
"Right. Intrigued, is more like it. Fascinated, too."
I said "Nigel. Did my father and I expect this to happen, when they
accepted my invitation?" He sighed in resignation and said, "You bloody
well did, you sneaky suspicious devious devils, and you're still trying
to make me be like you. It's working, too, and I can't thank you
enough. So I won't. You thought it was the right time to bring them in,
and you made it happen. You wanted them together, to play off each
other, which they did, which made it easier for them to ask in a good
way." I grinned at him and said, "Which they did." He said "I should
have known sooner, when you let me show them the crystals. Ordinarily,
you would want to stop me from embarrassing you. That meant you had a
special reason for that, which I failed to notice. Isn't there anything
which happens around you which you don't use to teach?" I grinned and
said, "Yes, sometimes, but do you really think we should be discussing
THAT right now?" Matt and Murphy didn't understand that last part, so
father said, "He means sexual." That caused some chuckles from the
adults. Nigel said plaintively, "Not even that's off-limits for his
teaching." More chuckles. I said to Matt and Murphy, "I want you two to
get to know each other, and compare notes on your experiences with us.
Then each of you write something up about what you want to do with us,
and how YOU can make that happen. Are you wondering if we do this with
everybody? We don't. Only with the best, which are the most difficult
to place well. Give it a couple of weeks, and send it. I expect there
will be more meetings then. My father will arrange them." They knew
that was the end of the meeting. We said our goodbyes, with hugs. They
felt the love I gave them, and they left.
Then our meeting continued. Father said "That was well done. They
were yours before. Now they are desperate to be with us, like no one
else." Nigel said to him, "I see it, but I can't believe it. How can
Stephen do that? It's beyond amazing." Father surprised me by saying,
"Don't ask ME. I'm not the super genius around here. All I can do is
watch with stupefied admiration." To change the subject, I asked Nigel,
"Tell me, what quality do I have which MOST helps me do that?" Nigel
thought and mumbled to himself, "That must be a trick question, so the
carefully said, "There are a lot of qualities which contribute to the
way you handle people. We know them, so I don't need to embarrass you
with the list, even though I would dearly love to. You know psychology
better than anybody else who ever lived, but it's not from the books.
You know people from the inside. Empathy. You feel as them, and you
feel for them. You understand them. You love them, that's why. You
often say that love is everything. You make it so." I said "Tell me why
I asked you." His eyes opened real wide and he exclaimed, "Oh my God!
You didn't know! That's why you wanted me to tell you. You didn't know
how you could do that, just that you felt you could, and often did."
Then he cried. I held him. Father was confused. I silently mouthed "Was
an honor for him to be asked about something I didn't know." He
understood. I took Nigel upstairs. Before we went into our apartment, I
said to Nigel, "I think it would be good if we rested here a moment, so
you can regain your composure, or they will think I've been beating you
up, instead of beating you off."
Nigel choked and almost strangled. I slapped him on the back a few
times. We sat on the floor. I flooded him with my love. He sighed and
melted into my arms. We were still dressed, so we had useful sleeves. I
wiped his face with them. We stood and went inside. Marsha and Brandy
were in their bedroom. The other guests had left. After saying our
goodnights, Nigel and I went to our bedroom. We undressed and flopped
onto my bed. We hugged. We flowed love back and forth between us. Then
it stopped when Nigel said, "I would love to go to sleep like this, but
I have to use the bathroom." We laughed. We both went. We came back,
and caressed each all over, just to be one in love. We didn't do
anything else, and went to sleep in each other's loving arms.
END ENTRY
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Grant
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