Stephen's Secure Blog #3
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, in the 1950's. 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. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he
still wanted to record his life, in case he lost his memory again, and
wrote 30 entries in his first logbook. Then he wrote to an artificial
intelligence called Geenee, in the master computer in his school for
gifted students, which he started attending in 2016. Now it's 2018, and
later, and he's continuing to save his memories in a secure blog.
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 12 in this story, in March of year 2 of his special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #3 "Belted Again"
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I prepared for my meeting with Zander. First, I made some insulated
storage chakras inside me. Then I filled them with available energy,
and converted some of it to poison. Then I made a special linked
storage chakra which drew power from the 4th. I did the same to the new
lasers I built into my palms, just like I had done before. Then I made
the energy manipulating levitation nodes all over me. I set up codes
which would work instantly, to control all my enhancements. I ported to
an uninhabited place and tested everything. While I was there, I
rebuilt my extra fine 4th manipulation controls, and some automation
protocols for them.
I practiced with my assorted abilities until they would work
seamlessly together, with little need for conscious control. Then I
coordinated them with my body, so if I punched a mountain with my fist,
it would explode, or whatever else I had wanted to happen with the
strike. One of the things I really wanted to do, was make an
environmental control envelope. That was an adjustable force field
which would hold in my air, and maintain a comfortable pressure and
temperature, in any environment, from near zero degrees, to near the
sun, and block all radiation I didn't want to experience. It would have
an automatic air exchanger through the 4th, to a selected place on
earth. I needed that, so I could visit Zander's world, and not get heat
stroke. Or sunburned. It could be set to block material objects, and
make me partially invisible, like the belts I made before. It worked,
and I tested it on the moon. Then I modified my setup a little, to add
gravity controls. I wasn't sure how well I would take to different
gravities. I made some belts which would do all that, and added
variable sense enhancement to them. I put all the instructions for the
operations, in the little crystal in the on-off switch.
I don't think I could have invented the new belts with my old level
of intelligence. Being smarter now really helps! I put all I had
learned and done in separate crystals, and a set of them in my 4th
storage. Then I used the crystal Chad made for me, which had in it all
his medical knowledge. When I asked for it, I told him I wasn't
planning to be an MD, so I didn't need the intern experience, but I
thought it would be useful in examining alien bodies. He agreed. It was
very interesting, but a little embarrassing when I felt his love for me
in them.
Then I took all the loose crystal people I had, and put them in gold
pendant settings. I made them with the 4th tools like the ones I had
used to make Debbie's love ring. I still feel sad when I think of her,
but then I remember all the great times we had together, and it isn't
so bad. I bought some strong gold chains to go with the settings. Then
I made some special instruction crystals for Zander. Then I had a
meeting with the senior adapts who knew the old me is part of the new
me.
The meeting was in an uninhabited area, to which I had ported some
shade umbrellas, and tables and chairs, and some refreshments. I said
"It's true we can port to any place we want to. But, do we want to? Who
wants to go to Mars, and freeze and strangle? Or to Venus, and be
barbecued and melted? Or the Moon, and explode?" I waited. I said
"Nobody wants to go? Well, what if you can take Earth's environment
with you?" They were interested. I took out the new belts. I said "You
can, with one of these. They work just like the old belts, only they
can do much more." I told them all about it. There were a lot of wows.
I said with a grin, "I should charge by the wow." That got a really big
laugh. I said "It makes me happy to help you to laugh." I gave them my
love. I explained, "They are set to exchange air from right here. You
can change that to be anywhere you want to. Just decide, while you're
at the location you want to use." They tried them on. They didn't have
any problems with the controls which were the same as the old belts,
and only a little difficulty getting used to using the new features.
I said "I have walked on the moon, naked, and wasn't hurt. No, I
didn't use the belt. I made the belts for the same reason I made the
old one, to duplicate what I could do, for other people. Now any of our
adepts, with a little practice and care, can go anywhere in the
universe, and be safe." Nigel said "And all because you didn't want to
be too hot going visiting with Zander." I grinned and said, "EXACTLY!
Isn't motivation great?" They laughed, and I really gave them my love.
Then we sat around and talked. Literally, for me. I sat on each of
their laps, and hugged and kissed them, in turn. One of the things we
talked about, was who was to use them. Even if they weren't needed now,
they might be needed in the future. We should have some adepts who were
proficient in their use, ready for action. Pete said "There hasn't been
an improvement in the belts since they were first made by er, the dead
guy." I laughed. He said "Then our young Stephen comes into his own, as
the most powerful and most intelligent adept we have, which can't be
hidden, and then we pass around the new fantastically improved belts.
Some people will "know" he made them. What do we do about that?" Nigel
said "Nothing. Absolutely nothing." I grinned my face almost in half,
and said, "Brilliant!" Rod said "Why?" Chad grinned and said, "If we
deny it, they will believe he did it even more. If we don't say
anything, they might just begin to doubt themselves, in their
confusion." I said "Everybody kiss Nigel, our Sneaky Suspicious Devious
Devil." They laughed, and obeyed my instructions.
I said "There is something I want to do, but you might think it's a
little strange." They laughed. "You know about my stone. We have more.
I want to match them up with our adepts. The stones choose, not us.
There might be a few they will bond to. They do help our abilities. You
know I could control animals. Well, I could only do that while wearing
the stone. It also helped me in the beginning, in manipulating energy.
I propose we have all the adepts we want to try with, visit Pete one at
a time. He will have all the stones there. If one forms a bond, it will
flare with psychic energy, and the adept will feel the bond and be
attracted to that stone, even if he can't see it. Then Pete will give
him the crystal I will make, which will explain it. One more thing. The
stone will keep that affinity through all future incarnations. What do
you say?" They agreed. I said "We'll set it up after I play with
Zander." Nigel grinned and said, "Play? I don't think so!" I said,
"Right. I'm going to work him over, until he's as strong as he can be,
in resisting mental invasion. Then we will see."
Next I did something maybe I shouldn't have. I said "I made just
these belts. How many do you want?" Pete said "How many can you make?"
I said "Let me worry about that." He said "120 would be good, 150 would
be better. And they should only be operable by Adepts." I said "Give me
a minute." I set up the procedure in my mind, and set that partition to
work. A container appeared on the ground. A new belt appeared in the
air above it, and floated down to the box, while a new one took its
place in the air, and so on, until all 150 were made, which took 12
minutes. They all had their mouthes open in astonished wonder. When it
was over, Race whispered, "What did you do?" I said "I did the same
thing I did to make Debbie's ring, using 4th tools and controls, but
faster, with an automatic mental program. I had to slow it down a
little, to keep some parts from overheating while being worked." They
all looked at me very strangely. I said "What's wrong? I did the same
thing before. It's not anything new. It was much harder to make the
first of these belts, which I copied from." Their looks didn't change.
I sat down in the dirt and cried my eyes out. Chad rushed over to me
and dropped down and hugged me. I screamed, "I'm not going to do any
more! I don't want to be a freak to you!"
Then they all came to me and hugged me. Chad said "We were just
surprised. We are all freaks, and geniuses, but sometimes, now that we
are old and wrinkled, we don't handle surprises as well as we used to."
After a while, I stopped crying, and said, "I don't think wrinkles
cause it." He said "I suppose not." We stood up, and I wiped my face
with my sleeve, the only thing they're good for. I said "Sorry for
being a crybaby." Nigel said through his own tears, "You are NOT a
crybaby." I said, "You're right. I'm a cry-Stephen." Pete said "That is
more accurate, but only as a temporary designation." I said "Right. It
wouldn't apply when I'm laughing. And really not when I'm squirting."
Rod said "Then you couldn't use it much, because those things take up
most of your time." I said "I sure hope so!" We all laughed. We ended
the meeting with lots of hugging and kissing. We all ported to our
offices or homes. I undressed in my bedroom, and flopped onto my bed,
and didn't think until Ichi came home. He undressed, and flopped onto
the bed with me. We hugged. We kissed. We played with each others'
nuts. Then after a long time doing that, we made each other squirt. It
was good. We had love. All was right with the world.
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