Stephen's Secure Blog #14
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 #14 "Defense Training"
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For Zander's training in the morning, Ichi did resistance and object
sense. Then I said, "What do you do if an adept wants to steal your
energy? Can you block that?" Zander said, "After you teach me." I said
"It isn't that simple. It's like resistance to mental invasion. You
have to learn what works best for you to resist energy stealing, by
having that done to you. If you want to learn this, I have to warn you
there will be some discomfort, and some strange feelings and reactions
involved, but no damage. Do you agree to this?" He said in English,
"Bring it on!" We grinned. That went away really fast when he felt what
I was doing to him. For two hours I attacked his various chakras, and
he tried to protect them. He was getting better, but definitely not
having fun. It was a lot of work, but it involved strategy, too. And he
had to deal with the random side effects that the attacked chakras
produced in his mind and body, such as different muscle cramps, strange
nerve impulses, and some really odd feelings, so he had to fight to
ignore those distractions. We quit just before lunch. I said "I'm very
sorry to make you feel this way, but it's necessary for your safety. We
need to get as much practice done which requires the assistance of
somebody else, before you have to leave. Then there is the fact that
advancement requires the total person to be ready for it, so we can't
just concentrate on the things we like, or we won't get as far as we
could." He said "I understand, and I accept the necessity of this. I
know you feel my discomfort as your own, and I'm sorry for that." I
said "We do what we must do. Time for lunch. I'm going before Ichi
ports your food in." We grinned and I ported to the school. Then Ichi
joined me, and we went to have lunch.
After lunch in our bedroom, I asked Ichi, "How much should we allow
Zander to tell his Guardians about us?" He said "That's a tough one. Oh
I know, you wouldn't want to ask me too many easy ones." We tickled
each other. He said "They are going to notice his dramatic improvement,
and figure out he had help. Really so when he shows them the crystals,
and can't make any himself. Yes, I figured he won't be able to do that
before he leaves. He should be allowed to tell them we are Guardians
and can do what we trained him to do, and more, but nothing about what
he thinks is our technology. Nothing involving the 4th. I know you have
already decided that, but thanks for letting me say it before you did."
I said "You're welcome. We'll tell him when we detect his ship a day
away from us. Another question. Should we allow other Guardians of his
race to visit us for training?" He growled at me. He said "No. In fact,
not Zander, either. We don't want them to find out about the forth." I
said "Also, it leaves Zander as the only source of our advanced
training for his people, making him more of their leader." He said
"Good point. We want him solid with us, when we go to the Council." I
said "When I was this age before, when Chad and I had conversations
like this, it was like we were one person, and we had a saying about
it. When geniuses talk, only one needs to speak." He kissed me, and we
did the usual things to make us squirt very well.
After lunch, Ichi did object sense exercises with Zander for an hour.
Then I had him do something new. I ported some old objects into the
living room and said, "When you combine object and emotion senses, you
get psychometry, which is the reading of a person's life energy that is
absorbed by the things they wore or handled. You do this by touch, with
your mind open. Try it with this, and tell me what you feel." It was a
favorite book which had belonged to an author. He said "I've heard of
this but didn't believe it. Now I do. I feel this was owned by a woman
of letters. A writer, who had many good times and bad times. She is not
alive." I said "Very good. Now this." It was an old knife. He picked it
up, and dropped it right away. Then he put his hand on it and said,
"This was a man. A very bad man. Murderer, many times over. He is not
alive, and for that I am grateful." I said "He tried to kill me and my
friends, in my last incarnation. Nigel's uncle. He would have killed
Nigel, too, but we rescued him, and made him one of us. Now this." It
was a shirt. He said, "This is owned by a very passionate and
intelligent man, fierce but very gentle. He is alive, but old." I said
him." I said "You have done very well. The shirt belongs to Chad, and
you have described him accurately. Feel my love for him, and you." I
gave him my love. He said "I do. Thank you." I said "With practice, you
will become more skilled, and know much more from the objects you
touch."
I said, "Now for something related, but different. We are looking for
deposits of this metal, silver. Feel the bar with your hands and
senses. There is a little bit of silver which is tied onto the end of
this string. Hold it in your hand, and feel nice to it. Now look at
this map, and will it to be the real land it relates to. Now hold the
string over the map, so the silver bit hangs down. Move it slowly back
and forth in a scanning pattern, with your mind set on finding silver
in the ground. When you feel the silver move slightly on it's own, stop
it there." He did, and stopped it, and said, "Here it responds." I said
"That is actually where there is a silver mine. This is called remote
'dowsing' in English, and is one of the ways we finance our activities.
You can search for practically anything recognizable, this way. There
are other techniques which can be used, which you can easily figure out
on your own. We have combined this and psychometry to locate missing
people, and save lives, if not some reputations." He said "This is very
interesting! I can see it's value. Thank you very much for showing me
this. How does it work?" I said "The mind is able to make psionic links
to an object or place, from what refers to it. How it does it is
enabled by the mind not being completely in this realm, but partially
in another, where time and space are different in ways which are not
comprehensible to our conscious minds. So, we have to use these tricks
to fool that situation into letting us use the other realm's
'correspondence' properties. There is math which describes this, but it
hasn't been published, because it isn't understood by anybody other
than it's creator, and he is isn't sharing. Anyway, it's dangerous to
try to explore that realm. People have tried that over the centuries.
Some became insane. Some died. Some were just never seen again.
Precognition and the Oracle sense are reflections from this realm."
Both Ichi and Zander said, "Wow!" I grinned at them. I said "I have
never told this to anybody before." Zander bowed and said, "I am deeply
honored!" Ichi did the same, and I bowed in return.
I said "Any questions or comments about the training so far?" Zander
said, "The more I learn, the more I realize there is much more to
learn." I said "That is ever so, for the wise." He said "Will my
Guardians ever be able to do all you do?" I said "It is not possible to
answer that accurately. One reason is that we don't know all that we
can do. We are still learning, ourselves. Another reason is your people
do not have the proper physical and mental training, and it's too late
in their lives for them to profit enough from that training to enable
them to do some of our advanced things. When you establish and run a
school similar to ours, where genius children are trained and educated
to their fullest potential, BEFORE they become fully psionic, which
with humans usually begins at between 13 to 16 years of age, at the
onset of sexual maturation, your people can equal or surpass us. Then
you won't need us to show you our advanced technology. You will invent
it on your own, which is best. All this is because of the advanced mind
training which is necessary, which starting in an adult, can never be
fully achieved." He said "I think I understand. You have explained it
well. Will you provide this service to the Guardians of other races?" I
said "I don't know. They will not know of us, so how could it begin? We
would have to have a very good relationship with the student. I think
we can agree that our relationship is a fortunate but very unlikely
thing. That it even started, and that we have been so compatible is,
while wonderful, not likely to be repeated in the near future." He said
"I see your reasoning. Disappointing, but probably true."
I said "I need to use your camera tonight. Those from your station
are planning a nightly raiding expedition. You need evidence of that to
show to the ship's Captain, to explain why your people are trying to
interfere with you." He said, delightedly, "Please do!" I said "Do you
have a different camera which specializes in moving pictures in low
light conditions?" He said "Not personally, but there are some at the
station." I said "Are the removable memories for them, and the files
those cameras produce, compatible with equipment which should be
available in the ship?" He said "Praise bureaucracy! Standard all the
way. They will be compatible with what the ship is required to have."
We grinned. I projected illusion images of the cameras at the station,
and Zander chose the one most appropriate for what we would be doing. I
ported it to us, with extra memory modules. He said "I wish I could go
with you." I said "We aren't going anywhere. Only the camera will be
there, and remotely controlled. It's a lot smaller than we are, and so
much less noticeable in the anti-reflection field it will be in. I
could view the activities myself directly, and put those memories in a
crystal, but that would not be helpful in making what you would say
believable to the Captain. And you should communicate only with the
Captain about this, because I suspect there are some on his ship who
are involved in this. There usually is, in situations like this. We
will examine him to check on his innocence, before you board." Zander
said "You would. Take nothing for granted, could be your motto." We
grinned. I said "We exist because of it. I think we have done enough
for today, and Ichi and I will probably be awake all night. You have a
lot to think about, and more to practice. Tell Ichi when you would like
the stuff you call food." He grinned at Ichi, which I pretended not to
notice. I took the camera things with me when I ported home. Ichi came
a minute later.
We undressed and hugged, before we went to help with supper. Then we
ate. Pete contacted us for an update, and we gave it to him. He told us
to have fun with the camera. In our bedroom, Ichi said, "You're
planning something." I said like I was innocent, "Who me?" He tickled
me. I said "Alright. I plan to make the raiders really work for their
take. They are going to trip a lot, and have other possibly amusing
accidents. The more we can record, and the worse they look, the better
for Zander." He said "But you're not doing it just for Zander." I said
"I aint admittin nothin! But I do plan to share it with some people who
would like some amusement." He hugged me and said, "I'm not complaining
at all. We could put on a show. What shall we charge for admission?" I
grabbed and played with his nuts, and then he did then same to me. He
said "That's an idea." I started the link, and we made it last as long
as we could, before we squirted very well. Then we waited for the
night's action, with some of our own action as well, to past the time.
It's really great being a boy again!
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