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Stephen's Secure Blog #128
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 after
2018, 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 15 in this story, After the Winter holidays of year 5 of his
special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #128 "Angrala and Zander"
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I'm 15 now. I don't feel a day over 70,000. Or any older than 14. I
could be a mm taller. Or that could just be some hair sticking up a
little more. Anyway, the Confed ship left, and Angrala was allowed to
stay temporarily behind. We went to my house first, and I gave her the
tour. She was very impressed by everything, and a lot more when Grace
told her I made it in an hour. I said "Later, I added the things
underground when I wanted them. All the artwork is mine." She had a lot
of wows to offer. Then at the end, she said, "So this is the famous
site of the notorious pool parties." I said "Yes, and a little more.
Before the first party, I expanded the room and the pool while they
watched. They thought it was unusually entertaining. I just thought of
something. Would you like to be the first to see it?" She said "And
still live, yes." I said "Look to the pool." I took some of the water
and molded people of it with 4th tools and made them run around and
wrestle with each other on the surface of the water. Then I made them
run to each other from the corners of the pool so they made a big
splash in the middle, and were no more. She and Grace said "Wow!"
Angrala said "That was beautiful art. Really the first time?" I said
"Nothing like it before. The first. In your honor." She said "I am
honored. Sincerely!" We hugged. Then Grace said "Hey, I liked it too!"
I hugged her. Angrala said "I wish there were a way to capture that so
we can have it any time we wanted it." I said "Strange you should say
that now. We'll see."
I said to Angrala, "May I inventory you, for possible advancement?"
She looked surprised, and said, "Yes, please." I did, and said, "On
which finger, and in what design, would you like the first ring?" She
was almost speechless, and said "This one, and like you all wear." I
made it and ported it to my hand, and gave it to her, and with
something extra she can put around it to change the shape to disguise
it when she didn't want to be seen as one of us, which I explained.
Then I said, "You can read the instructions when you touch the gem.
There is a tiny crystal in the bottom of the band. When you touch that
to your head, you will feel my love." She did that, and her eyes went
wide in more surprise. Grace said "Mine doesn't do that." I said "Old
model. This is a new feature. Fixed. You can try it." She did, and let
me know she was very satisfied with it. By kissing me all over.
I said to Angrala, "It's hot on this planet. If it makes you too
uncomfortable at the school, I'll give you something which can help. Do
you want it now, just in case?" She said "Now, please." I said "You can
hang it around your neck, or clip it anywhere. Instructions are in the
crystal. It will keep the air around you to 1cm out from your skin, at
the temperature you desire. It has no other functions, and won't
protect you from being touched. It will make way for contact, so hot
people who hug you won't start shivering. I made a similar one for
Zander, when he was visiting my much colder planet. Yours has more
capability than his was." She said "Thank you very much!" I said
"You're welcome. Can't have any unnecessary discomforts interfering
with your studies." She grinned and said, "Absolutely!" She said "I
don't see you and Grace wearing one." I said "Our belts can do that for
us, and much more. When you are ready, you will find that out in
practice." She nodded. I said "Ready to port?" They were, so I ported
us to Zander's inner court. He was there, and I did the introductions.
Then all the students came out to greet her, with a lot of hugs Then
she said, "They told me you were good people, and that I would be
loved. I didn't understand what that meant. I still don't understand
all of that, but I'm beginning to. Thank you." I said "Angrala is from
another group of planets called the Confederation in her language. We
will be going back to join her returning ship before it arrives. There,
she might be in some danger, for being different and a friend to me,
who is alien and suspect, to them. Priority for her here is to learn to
defend herself from attack as much as possible. AND learn love. We sure
couldn't leave that out, could we?" They all agreed with that very
loudly, to my grin, and then theirs. I said "I've got a lot of work to
do now, so I have to go." I gave them all my love, and then ported to
my house, where I spent the night with Hawk and Rose.
In the morning, I said to them, "The Van are finished building their
new big fancy make-work station for us. Now they are stocking it with
things we don't need, so we can stop them whenever we want to. Ready to
go to work on the Van?" They were, with enthusiasm. I called many other
Senior Adepts to my home, and briefed them on what we were going to be
doing, and handed out assignments. When we were done at the end of the
week, all their offplanet matter transmission centers were moved to
their new big station they had just built. I had planned to put them in
the moon station, but there wasn't enough room. We had a Port-All
between the two, so that wasn't a problem. We took all the Van from
their in-system stations, and the new other-system station, and put
them on the planet, along with all their shuttle ships but one for each
station. We ported all the Van we had in storage back to their planet.
We took all their starships which were in orbit in their system, and
put them in the new system. Then we took all their advanced stolen tech
which we didn't destroy, saving the stone people, and put it all in the
new station. There was just enough room. Then I made and set in place
my blockade screen generators a diameter off the surface of the planet,
and programmed their functions. Then I placed signal broadcasters
throughout the system announcing the blockade and the dangers in trying
to break it, in all the major languages we knew, and the frequencies we
knew were used for such things, and more. The screen was programed to
be gentle, so as to not damage ships and people inside them. Then all
who had worked on the Van job had a big party in the pool. It was WILD!
And then there was sexplay until we could hardly move. We didn't
complain.
In the morning, we had another big orgy. After recovering and
cleaning up, we all went our different duty ways. I asked for a meeting
with Zander. He came, and in the living room, I said, "The Van problem
is fixed. They are all stuck on their own planet, and they can't leave
it, and nobody can land on it. We have a whole lot of unwanted giant
starships. If you want any to play with, let me know. How are the
students doing?" He said "They are doing VERY well, and love Angrala,
and are working very hard to prepare her. Thank you. You know why." I
grinned and said, "These things are never one sided. Improving her,
will improve themselves. I expect her to reach the level of the first
belt before she leaves." He said "As do I. I am ready to test." I said
"And ready to accept failure for the present?" He said "Yes. Are YOU?"
I said "You can feel my problem. I WANT you to pass, VERY much." He
said with love, "I know."
I went and got a pad and pencils. I said, while drawing the room, "I
started this way. It's a little easier than a mental picture for
testing. This is an Active drawing. You can see the glow. Hold it and
stare at it, and will it to be real. See, the glow changed. Now reach
into it with an imaginary hand and try to feel things which are in the
picture." He exclaimed "I can feel it!" I said "Good. Now try and push
it a little. Pick a small object for that." He did, and it moved. I
said "Very good. Now see if you can use an imaginary hand to grab and
pick it up." He couldn't. I said "Cover the picture with your hand to
close the Active nature of it." He did, and the color of the glow
changed to what it was before. He said "I failed." I said "But only the
last step, THIS time. I didn't know you would be able to move an
object, so there is still hope." I was drawing another picture as we
talked, and then I gave it to him, and said, "Here is an active picture
of your bedroom. You know what to do to practice. Don't worry if you
make any changes to the room after this, because when you activate the
picture, it will show the changes then. Also, if you concentrate, you
can actually change the view in the picture to different angles. It
will be the same when you are able to use a mental picture of things
and rooms. For this, the object sense is the most important, and then
the ability to visualize."
I said "Tell me, did you have a little suspicion that I was holding
back on you?" He looked ashamed and said, "Possibly more than a
little." I nodded and said "That's alright. Hope can do that. I
understand. You used your own energy to move the object. To do that,
you didn't have to KNOW it, just know it was there. To manipulate
objects through the 4th dimension, which uses energy from there, you
need to really know the object. When you can do that, it's only one
more step to moving an object out of the picture. And, moving yourself
into one, which is porting. After that, is remote sensing, to all the
way across the galaxy, because with the 4th, distance in the 3rd
doesn't matter." He said "Wow!" I said "I agree." I said "Your adult
students are almost ready to try for this, and the boys will be ready
in a year. It wouldn't be fair to hold them back. Before then, you need
to have new students to teach." He said "I think I understand that a
little better now. I agree. Not just for them, but for me as well. You
wisdom continues to astound me, the more I know you." I said "And you
know I don't like to be embarrassed like that." He grinned and said
"Yes."
I said "Got the building yet?" He said "Yes. It should be finalized
in a few more days. More days after that for the inspections and
certifications. Then Hissssner will have it listed as security
classified, so it won't be inspected again, and you can make whatever
modifications we need. The homes nearby you wanted are all purchased,
like the building, with your trust fund. You can add any non fixed
things to them you want." I said "First, when we can, I'm going to
modify the electrical system of the school to use little of city power.
Why pay for something we don't need? The 4th can give us all the free
power we can use. It's that which powers our special devices." He said
"I see something in that. You weren't holding that back to be
secretive, but because this knowledge comes in big blocks, so to
understand a part, you need to be aware of the whole." I said
"Something like that. Most real knowledge of any kind should be
presented that way." He said "Interesting concept, but that appears to
be possible only to the extremely intelligent." I said with a grin,
"Complementing yourself, are you?" He said "I claim unawareness of that
intent!" We grinned at each other.
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