Stephen's Secure Blog #24
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 the Summer just after year 2 of his
special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #24 "Japan"
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Mgambe and Hawk left after breakfast. I said to Ichi, "Have you told
your parents about my status?" He said "Not yet. I was going to
surprise them after we got there." I said "They might forgive you." He
said "What?" I said "Have you become so Westernized not to realize the
shame they would feel in treating such a guest as less than he is?" He
said, "Oh! Stupid of me! You just saved me and my parents a lot of
hurt. I don't know how I could have forgotten it." Then he cried in my
arms. I said "There is still time to tell them, before we port. Just
tell them they can't tell anybody. They won't like that, because it
would bring them great honor in the eyes of the people they know, but
it has to be. I'm going to tell our Tokyo office of our status and
visit, in case your parents want to verify who we are. There is
somebody there now, and I'll contact." I did that, while he was
contacting his parents. While he was still doing that, I made his
parents a gift, using my 4th controls to make a sculpture, with a
separate insulated and cushioned box for it. Ichi didn't see it. When
he was finished with his parents, I said, "They know we port?" He said
"Yes they do, and some of our other abilities. They both have limited
object and emotion senses, and can contact with cards." I said "Good. I
have a present for them I want to bring with me. I hope they like it,
because it's a little different. Did they say anything to you about
your news?" He said grinned and said, "Some wow equivalents. Do you
mind they had already scheduled visits for us to some active Temples?"
I said "No. I don't expect to repeat what Nigel and I encountered in
India as teens. We were mobbed!" He laughed and said, "Like bugs to
lighthouse auras." I said "Exactly."
We talked some more about the visit and his parents the rest of the
day, in between squirting, naturally. We dressed in our best clothes.
At 9AM their time, we ported to our office in Tokyo. We introduced
ourselves, and did a lot of bowing. Then I ported the boxed gift to me,
and with Ichi's announcement, we ported to his home. His parents were
dressed in traditional ceremonial kimonos. We did a lot of bowing, and
I presented them the gift. They didn't open the box until we had done a
lot of polite things, including having tea. Before the gift opening, I
told them about Ichi's status and accomplishments, and they almost
burst with pride. Ichi was very embarrassed, and I had a gigantic grin
about that, which they noticed. I said "We live together and share a
bedroom. We are like brothers." Ichi and I hugged each other, so they
could see that and feel our love. I said "Being his parents makes you
extra parents to me. What he has told me about you has made me respect
and love you, beyond the great love you have inspired in me from
bringing him into the world, and raising your son so well, my brother I
love." They were speechless, but we could feel each others' emotions. I
gave them some extra love. I bowed toward the gift. His mother opened
it, and they all gasped in surprise, Ichi, too.
My gift was a 32cm tall Bonsai tree, in traditional form, sculpted in
ultra realism from a single block of pure diamond, naturally colored in
the true colors of a living tree. It took some experimenting to get the
colors right. Green required gamma radiation. It was polished in smooth
areas and in faceted areas, and light loved to play in it. It was
heavy. They just stared at it, drinking it into their eyes and
feelings, in wonder, for a long while. Ichi was going to say something,
and I signaled him to be quiet. I just sat there with a very pleased
smile on my face, with a lot of love in me. His father reached
hesitantly out to touch it, and I said, "It can be touched. I wouldn't
be too rough with the leaves, though. I don't know if they would break,
but they are sharp." He stroked the trunk. He whispered too low for
most people to hear, "Beautiful!" I said "Domo." He looked surprised I
had heard that. Then he spoke a little louder and said, "What is the
material?" I said "I don't know how to tell you this without seeming to
boast. I made it from a solid block of multicolored diamond, which I
made for the project. I think it's going to be a little difficult to
keep dust off of it." Ichi almost strangled to keep from laughing at my
last comment. Relief of tension can do that to people.
Ichi's father said, "This is priceless!" I said "There are different
ways to look at that. It has no price because it has never been
purchased. It's only value is what it means to us. I can never give you
anything, it's impossible, to come near to the real value of the
precious gift you have given to the world and to me; your selves, and
the ultimate, your son. I can make another tree. No one can ever make
another Ichiro." Ichi hugged and cried on me. His parents had tears,
too. It took a while for them to recover their composure, but they did.
Then they had to find a place to put the tree. I said "Maybe you might
want to keep it away from the sun. It might cause some vision problems.
smiled, and Ichi laughed. His mother said, "Ichiro has told us about
your humor." I said to him, "You told! What else did you say to
embarrass me?" He said "As much as I could. Just as you would. And
did." He poked me, and I tickled him and we did it to each other, and
then I stopped and whispered loudly, "They're watching us." He
whispered loudly back with, "Smiling, too." I said "Better than TV, I
suppose." He said with a laugh, "Right. No commercials." I said "If
your guests ask, it might be best not to say what it's actually made
of." Ichi said with a grin, "It's my turn now." To his parents, he
said, "The real value isn't in the material, but in who made it. Some
day in the far future, when people come to know him and what he has
done, all his art he made in all his lives, will be completely
priceless. He has done more for humanity than anybody who has ever
lived, all of them combined, and will do even more."
His father said to me, "Is this true?" I didn't like that, and Ichi
noticed, and put a hand out to restrain me. I said "I am disappointed
that you would doubt his word. While I dislike that he is doing this to
me in brotherly pride, I must give him his turn to embarrass me. He
deserves that, to be fair, after what I did to him. Yes, he is correct,
and maybe more than he knows, depending on how you look at it. I am a
fully aware reincarnation. I have memories from my past lives, going
back so far I can't determine the exact time. I've done some things to
benefit humanity. Some by intent, and some accidentally, by just being
me." I said with a big grin, "I've been busy." That relieved the
tension. His father said, "I would be interested in hearing about some
of your lives." Ichi said "Me too!" I said "Now?" They all said yes. We
settled down, and I told them about Attin Lantos ReyMu, and what
happened on Earth then. After that, I said, "Because of what happened
because I was a woman, I felt so strongly about that, I never became a
woman again, in all my lives after that. I realize there is no way to
prove the truth of that life directly, but the people who left the
Earth for the stars, returned many thousands of years later, looking
much different. They remember her in legends only, and as something
like the Devil who destroyed the Earth to make them leave it. We know
this, because of what happened last week." That got their sharp
attention.
Ichi and I told them about the Van. What they did, and what I did
when they captured me, and what we did recently. I said "Would you like
to see the interior of the moon station as we saw it when we entered
it?" They did. I ported a crystal to me and put my memory of that into
it, and gave it to them with the instruction on reading it. They showed
expressions of wonder at that. Ichi were grinning. His father said,
"Ichiro, I sincerely apologize for doubting your word. Stephen has
truly done much for humanity!" Ichi said with pride, "That's not all.
He was the first Adept who became powerful enough to defy the Van, and
made the rest, and made them into the Guardians. He owns most of that,
and he invented most of our advanced technology. Without him, all of us
who could have been Adepts, would have been murdered by the Van, as
threats to them." I poked him and said, "Enough revenge. If you want to
parents smiled love at us.
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