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Subject: +*+*+*+ Stephen's Secure Blog #153 "At the Galactic Council" +*+*+*+
Date: 25 Mar 2013 18:20:01 -0500
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Stephen's Secure Blog #153
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, in fall, after the start of year 6 of his
special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #153 "At the Galactic Council"
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Rose and Hawk were very happy with the memory of the meeting I gave
them. Then I told them about the message from the GC, and what I was
going to do about it. Rose said "You can't do that in person, or they
will know you're avoiding them. Let me do it." I said "I should be
delegating more than I do. You're right, it would be better if you did
it. Much better, actually. I like it a lot!" My hugging and kissing in
appreciation was definitely not rejected, with Hawk grinning at the
both of us, with his face almost splitting in half. Then she ported to
Zichesshich to get to work. She met with Hissssner, Hoechess, and the
Ambassador from Posintan. They were going to find out what the GC
wanted to ask me about, and tell them about my requirement for a truth
telling instrument to be present. They found out that the official
questions would be information about the Confed, and about why I was
chosen by the three planets to be their representative. I had already
given them a very large report about the Confed, and that was all they
were getting. For anything specific they wanted to learn more about,
they should send their own experts to find out. If they wanted to know
why I was chosen, they would get about that from the people who did the
choosing. Rose and the others were going to tell the GC all that.
The unofficial questions the GC were eager to ask about, were
regarding my strange methods and technology, and some unusual abilities
I might possess. Our friends would tell the GC that I wouldn't reveal
my creative artistic secrets, and that what they didn't understand
already, would still be that way no matter what I said about it. None
of us expected them to believe any of that. I was watching, naturally,
and they didn't, even when the Ambassador from the Confed tried to tell
them that doing anything against me would be a VERY bad thing, for them
and everybody else. I set up a conference with all who were concerned
on different planets, in real time using projections. We formulated
contingency plans. Then we waited. A month later, when all were ready,
I returned the call from the GC. I said "I understand you want to ask
me some questions." She said "Yes. When will you be available to attend
a hearing for that?" I said, "Please send me your questions, and I will
send you my replies. That would be the most efficient way to do this."
She said "But we want you here, and under oath." I said "That is not
necessary. I never lie. All who know me, know that."
She said "I find that difficult to believe." I said "I am not
responsible for your beliefs, or lack of them. I work with, and in,
reality. If you want to KNOW, instead on depending on your own
uninformed opinion, you can ASK those who know me. They will tell the
truth, because they know I don't support lies, even of other people,
and actively oppose them. Or you and I can go to a truth verification
instrument of your choice, and settle this very easily." She said "I
don't need to be insulted." I said "I have a different opinion on that.
But, it is you who insulted ME, by doubting my word. That I will not
stand for, when it can be so easily verified by those who aren't too
lazy and opinionated to do so. If you want me to appear before your
hearing, you need to give me a lot better reason for me to do that,
than you have so far. And if I do, it will be with legal council and a
truth telling instrument, as is my right. The Confederation Assembly
tried to do this to me, and refused to have a truth telling instrument
in the room, and so never asked me back to testify. That was in a
closed meeting, which somebody recorded and broadcast, so the whole
planet knew why they didn't want a truth telling instrument anywhere
near them. Oh, and this conversation isn't private, either. So, what is
your decision?" She said "Ah, er, ah, I see that some of the things
they said about you were true. They warned me about doubting you, and
said it would be very bad if I did. I'll have to do some more thinking
as a result of this. We'll let you know the result of that. Thank you
for your time." She disconnected. I sent the recording of the call to
all who were concerned. There were some supportive comments. And
laughs.
A week later a subpoena was issued for my appearance a week later.
That was what I was hoping for, because that allowed me to bring my own
witnesses. We went. With me was the Inspector Magistrate I knew from
before. She volunteered, and she was qualified to use the truth telling
instrument she brought with her. And Hissssner, Hoechess, and the
Ambassador from Posintan were also with me. So was Crintaj, the curator
from the museum. My witnesses created quite a stir when they were
introduced, before we were sworn in. Hissssner acted as my legal
council. The first question was, "In your efforts on our behalf with
the Confederation, did you ever act against the interests of the
Galactic Council?" I said "In my opinion I did not act against what I
considered to be in the best interests of the Galactic Council, but I
can't be sure, because I was never told what those interests were. I
think you would receive a more useful result for that kind of question,
if you asked that in regard to the three planets I actually
represented." She said "Then, did you act against the interests of
those planets and their people?" I said "It is my opinion, and what I
know of those who appointed me to represent them, that I did not." I
looked at the Inspector Magistrate, and she said, "Truth. For the
convenience of all, I will report only if there is a lie, and the
instrument will be focused on him at all times, at his request." The GC
member said "Agreed."
I said "Then I should state this for the record; I never lie." There
was dead silence. Then somebody said "Oh my God!" There was a lot of
muttering. Question, "Can you help us understand how and why you don't
lie?" I said "I can try, but some people never understand and accept
it. Possibly because they just can't conceive how somebody can be so
different from themselves. I was raised by people who can detect lies
instantly, as I can myself. It's a talent. So, lying was not useful at
all. My intensive training and education reinforced that, with very
strong ethics. My mind is so highly trained and balanced, that if I
were to lie, I would be damaged. But that won't happen, because I
can't. It's just not part of me to do that. I think not lying is a very
good thing, so my inability to lie doesn't bother me in the least. In
fact, I recommend it for everybody."
She said "Can you tell us about your education and training?" I said
"I could, but I don't want to. It's private." She said "Oh. Er, have
others of your kind had the same kind of education?" I said "Yes." She
said "Is it a school which educated and trained you, and if so, is it
like others on your planet, and what is your relationship to it now?" I
said "My great grandfather bought the school he attended, which was
unique, in that it only invited talented geniuses to attend it, and
still does. I inherited it from him, and the big corporation which owns
it. I teach advanced physics, psychology, and martial arts there, when
I'm on my planet." She said "How intelligent are you?" I said "I
couldn't tell you with any degree of accuracy, and wouldn't want to if
I could. It's personal." She said "It has been said that your
intelligence is higher than any instrument we have can measure. Did
those people lie?" I said "No, they didn't lie." I could see she didn't
want to believe that. She said "Are there more like you in
intelligence?" I said "Not that I know of, but I don't know everything.
I really wish there were more like me. There is so much I could share
with them." She said "What would you share?" I said "I can't tell you
that in a way which would be understandable. You should have assumed
that. The subject of my intelligence is now closed. Any more questions
which would embarrass me, might not receive answers."
She said "Oh. Well, then, please explain how you can be off of your
planet, because it is a Restricted World, and shouldn't have the
technology for interstellar flight." I said "Could you please explain
what that status means, so that all of us can be clear on what it is?"
She did. I said "So the GC doesn't want us to have contact with other
worlds. How would that be prevented?" She said "Members of the GC are
forbidden to contact your people." I said "You would allow worlds which
are not of the GC to visit my my world and harm my people?" She said
"We would not." I said "How would you prevent them from doing that?"
She didn't know how to answer that. I said "So that's why you did
NOTHING while the Van, who had many stations in my system, experimented
on my people by cutting them open while they were alive and screaming!
Why you let them destroy civilization after civilization for thousands
of years on my planet, so we wouldn't advance enough to resist them.
Why you let them murder the best of my species, so our evolution would
be retarded, so they could work undetected. I am alive, only because my
school, that of my great grandfather's, was a closely guarded secret,
so the Van never discovered it. He invented the technology which we
used to make our spaceships in secret. Then he was captured by the Van.
Even though he was gravely injured, he escaped from them, and
formulated the plan we have followed ever since then, to stop the Van,
WHICH WE HAVE DONE."
There was dead silence, then broken by the Inspector Magistrate, who
said, "I have to say it. No lies." I filled the silence with, "Now,
there are no Van in any system, on any planet, but their own, and they
will never leave it." She said "But your planet is Restricted!" I said
"That's your classification, which is just as fallible as you obviously
are. But, in this case, we agree with you. My small group is secret
from our public, and we do not share our technology with them, because
it is too advanced. WE control who enters our system now. In fact, if
we hadn't, we would have already been invaded and conquered by another
species recently. They had already done that to two other systems. We
not only turned their ships back, we freed those other planets from
their oppressive rule, in a way so they do not know it happened by
outsiders. We are doing your work for you, which you are required to do
by your charter, but don't. We will continue to do it. That's why I
went to the Confederation. We dislike war. Those who sent me knew I
wouldn't allow that to happen. They were and are correct."
I said "There is something more you should know. The sole purpose the
Van had in being out among the stars, was to find new bodies for
themselves to occupy. They reproduce by making artificial bodies, and
then transferring their mind/spirit from the old body to the new body.
Because they were using stolen technology they didn't know how to
operate properly or repair, that process over time had been corrupted.
Their new bodies were increasingly faulty, and their spirits had
devolved. They needed new bodies they could copy, which would work for
them. So they traveled around the galaxy looking for compatible
species, and trying to manipulate some of them into becoming more
compatible. If you ever saw a Van, that's what it was there for. They
had their experimental stations in hundreds of systems, INCLUDING THIS
ONE.
I said "Yes, they experimented on Ssintris, too, and many other
species. But they experimented on my species the most, because they had
actually originated on my planet. After a world wide disaster, they
left it, about 74,000 years ago. Then some years later, one more
starship left, to become the Atlana species of the Confederation, named
after a hero they deserted. When a Confederation ship came to my world,
we knew we had to act fast. We had not finished our work against the
Van. We did that right way, because if the Van ever found out about the
Atlana, that species would be gone as soon as the Van got to them,
because they weren't as mutated away from the Van as my species is.
They would never have been able to stop the Van, and we discovered
their military would not have believed it. They would have gone to the
Van world, and practically invited their own destruction. Even after I
told them, they sent a ship. It was unsuccessful in contacting the Van,
because by then our action was completed, and the Van were behind an
automatic blockade. A forcefield shield is around their world,
preventing access and departure. The Captain of the Confed ship was
VERY frustrated."
More dead silence. The Inspector Magistrate said, "I have to say it
again. No lies." After a while, the GC questioner said, "Will you give
us the technology for how you have blocked the Van world?" I said
"Absolutely NOT! I don't trust the wisdom of the GC in this, any more
than I do that of the Confed. We will NOT make that technology public
until after the Van are extinct, which is expected to take about a
thousand years, when all their current bodies wear out, and they all
die natural deaths. We destroyed their stolen advanced technology,
which included what supported their unnatural way of reproducing." She
said "Destroyed? Why? We could have learned so much from it!" I said
"No, you couldn't have. The Van didn't know how it worked, which had
caused their problem. You had already captured some of it from them in
the war, and couldn't understand it. My group didn't need it, so the
principle of Restriction applied to the GC and the Confed. What is too
advanced for you to understand, you shouldn't have. So, we destroyed
it. However, we have a lot of their gigantic starships available for
something. Anybody want a few? Oh, not including advanced technology,
of course."
She said "Do you understand it, and know why we don't?" I said "Yes.
It requires qualities of mind which no species in the GC and the Confed
has, because they haven't evolved to that level yet. I understand some
of it, because of who I am, which makes me very lonely, because there
is nobody I, a teacher, can share it with." Tears were flowing down my
face. They knew what it meant.
I wiped my tears with my sleeves, and said, looking at them, "The
only thing they're good for." Some embarrassed laughter. I said "More
questions?" She said "Many, but I don't know how to ask them, or if I
should." I said "Were you warned that it would be bad if you doubted
me, or did anything to me like this? I know the truth of that, so you
might as well be truthful." She said "Yes, I was warned. Very strongly.
They were right." I said "They mentioned consequences, didn't they?"
She said "Yes." I said "There are always consequences for everything we
do. Ready for them now?" She said "No, but I don't expect to have a
choice." I said "I liked how people saw me here. The friendly artist,
because that's most of who I really am. Now, because of this, they will
see me in a different way, which I find embarrassing and uncomfortable.
Therefore, I will withdraw from this world's public, and that of the
GC. My house here will be sealed and inaccessible. The next starship
from the GC which visits my world, will take back with it the people of
the GC observation station, and it will be permanently closed. You
should already have evidence of their criminal activities. After that
ship, no other ship of the GC will be allowed in my system without
prior authorization. My associates will still be active in the galaxy,
preventing and stopping interstellar war, our own way, which you may
never see. When the people of my planet become advanced enough to take
their place in the galaxy, I hope they will find a community worthy of
all their effort in achieving that."
I said "I will always treasure my time here, and the love I have
exchanged with all the people of the GC I have met, all the wonderful
friends I have made. My work, for which I went out from my planet to be
among the stars, is done. And it really was work! Now I can rest, and
be the simple teacher and artist, among my own people, who accept me as
I really am. Are we finished here in this room? Am I free to leave
now?" She said "Yes, you are free to leave. I am truly sorry for what
I've done to cause you to leave us. I don't think I will ever know how
much we have lost by this. On behalf of the entire Galactic Council I
thank you very greatly for your service to all of us." I stood and
bowed, and then raised my arms, palms facing forward, and said, "Please
accept my last gift to you." I had hooked my energy to the 4th, so what
I was going to do wouldn't strain me. I let my full love flow, and
pushed it out to cover the entire world, and then to the entire system.
Before I was done, I was glowing brightly, in real light, and not just
with psychic energy. It stayed with me when I was finished, and took a
lot of effort to turn off the light, which wasn't completely out, until
we were out of the council chamber.
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