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Stephen's Secure Blog #232
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 16 in this story, in the Fall of year 7 of his special
school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #232 "Tradruk Temple"
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I announced myself, and after permission, I ported to Rhamcha's
office. After the usual polite things, I said, "More convenient for you
here, than my pavilion." He said "But not as restful." I said "But in
grinned, and said, "As usual, you made a very good impression, and this
time it included Srinoy. And they couldn't stop talking about you." I
said "I didn't look, but I can guess some of the things they talked
about, if not in the classroom. Something about the size of something."
He said in surprise, "How did you know that?" I said with a grin, "Even
my other species students wondered about that, but were a lot less shy
about asking." He grinned and said, "You do have an interesting life.
Did you tell them?" I said "No, they wanted to see. A few of the
younger students wanted to encourage its er, development, to take the
measurement." He said "Did they?"
I said "I said that while I would enjoy that, I would not like the
frustration of not completing its use. Please remember that they are
not people as we are, and do not have our social restrictions on this
topic. And they all had object and emotion senses. But they did find
out in an appropriate way, in a party in my pool. We don't wear clothes
in it, and a lot of things can happen under the water. When we got out,
because of shared feelings, we all were ready to make use of them, and
so we did. It was a LOT of fun. Some of the people are covered in
beautiful soft fur. Against our skin, well, that is really something to
experience. Would you like to experience something which can help you
feel something like that?" He said "Please." I stroked him with my
love. He gasped. I stopped it and said, "The first time I did that, I
didn't realize I was doing it, or could, until those around me said
with some urgency, that if I didn't do something to join them, they
would finish much sooner than I would." He laughed.
I said, "Do you want to know why they want to know my size?" He said
"I did wonder, because they haven't speculated on that topic about
other people." I said "It is a psychological thing, which is common to
most species who have them, for persons of power. They don't realize it
consciously, but they associate personal power with sexual power, and
that is a symbol of it, even though dimensionally, it is not physically
so. Even when they are made to understand this, the strong curiosity
remains. You will meet someday, the student who started that situation,
who also ported to my pool by accident, while dreaming of what had
happened there before. If you want, you can say this to your curious
students. I am not an object in a museum. What I have is for use, and
not for specific display. If they want to see it as they want to, it
will have to be in action. Because it would be for them, it would have
to be WITH them. What would they think about that?" He grinned, and
said, "I think they would work through their embarrassment very
quickly."
I said "There is a technique I invented which enhances that activity
tremendously." I told him what happened at the school the first time by
accident. He laughed his head almost off. I said "In this life, even
before my Third Eye opened fully, and I knew who I was, it happened
again. Pete, who had figured out what had happened before, as a
student, was and still is the school administrator who then knew what
had happened, and came and told me about it and how to control it. I
don't have to tell you how popular that made me, in both lives." He
grinned and said, "No you don't. Is this what you meant about Srinoy?"
I said with a grin, "No, but he knows the technique. If ever I or he
does anything sexual here, all will know. Well, I think they will." He
looked a little nervous, and said, "Would you want to?" I said "When
the time is right, absolutely, if that is wanted. I am love. How could
I deny the physical sharing of it with those I love, who really want
that of me? I should say that the senses sharing technique works
better, the more who share in the activity, and the more varied the
people. It's the differences which make it the most exciting. Sometimes
we achieve a kind of group enlightenment, for a second, at the end." I
paused, and said, "I think we should discuss something else before we
leave." He laughed, without any embarrassment at all.
We ported to outside the Tradruk Temple and Monastery, 183km
southeast of Lhasa. A Lama came out to great us, faster than usual,
with a big smile on his face. I greeted him by name, and we bowed. I
said "It is fortunate that I am not disappointed that I have lost the
unexpectedness of my visits, now." He laughed. We went inside the
Temple. The Abbot was just arriving. We were greeted very warmly, and
were led to another big room, where many ordinary Monks and Lamas were
filing in. We sat on cushions on the stage. The other people sat on the
floor. We said more polite things.
Then I said "I would invite comments." The Abbot said, "What are your
plans for this country?" I grinned and said, "Are you trying to make me
regret the offer?" He laughed. I said "I plan to have all who live here
tell me things which would help me help THEM to make useful plans for
this country. For example, how do we define what IS this country? What
borders? Are those who have left and live elsewhere, still a part of
this country, and should they who are not here, and who may never
return, have a voice in the operation of this country? What laws and
what political system should this country have? It is not I who should
decide all this, but all of YOU." There was a lot of applause. He said
"You will not govern us?" I said "I don't even govern my own students
in things unrelated to teaching. Forcing my will on others makes me
feel dirty and ashamed. And I do not have time. I am responsible for
much more than the affairs of one country, or of even one association
of worlds."
I said "I see there is some confusion. Do you think my method of
instant travel is limited to just one world?" There was stunned
silence. I said "I am a teacher, an artist, a therapist, a musician, an
inventor, and some possibly less polite things, but there is one thing
I am most definitely NOT, is an administrator! There is one more thing.
Those who are as I am, should NOT rule. We are just too powerful.
People should rule themselves, with those who are like them." The Abbot
said "You have given us many things to think about. But how we will be
after we are free, does not bring about that freedom." I said "True.
You can't do that alone. Neither can I. But, I can sure help it happen,
better than most. Before that, it has to be decided exactly WHAT to aim
for, before we can actually work to achieve it, or the results we are
left with, might over time be worse than what we have now. If the
Chinese all left at once, this country would die, because it cannot
support itself now. And who will guard its borders?" He looked
surprised, and said, "I didn't think of that. Thinking about such
things is good. We should do more of that!"
I said "Anybody else have anything to say?" I acknowledged one of the
younger monks, who said, "You have students. How do you accept them?" I
said "I have been asked that before, but not worded so well as you have
expressed. Thank you." He was embarrassed, but very pleased. I said
"Our requirements are so strict, that only one in a billion of each
generation can qualify. The others wouldn't survive the training. We do
not accept applicants. We find those who qualify, and invite them. Some
do not come. That is at our school. We do assist in other schools, and
we will be doing that in this country as much as we can. Most of that
will happen when the Chinese are not interfering in the schools,
because we don't want their government to know what we do. They could
not accept it, who do not believe the Third Eye exists, and would try
to destroy us, as they have already destroyed some places here which
did teach some of our things in the past. We are too few to teach what
you can learn of us, to the whole country all at once. We will teach
some teachers, who will teach more teachers, who will then teach
students. I think that by the time that happens, you might be one of
those teachers. Personally, I would like that very much." He was more
embarrassed and pleased.
One asked, "How will you help to free us?" I said "Very carefully. I
see you want to know more. Is it wise to tell the people you would
oppose, what your plans are in advance?" He said "But we will not
tell." I said "We can't be sure who might want to, or who might be
overheard. And there are those who can take your thoughts and memories
from you. I have fought some who could to that, in the past." He said
"Do not tell us!" I said "Well done. There is also this. I am doing
nothing here I don't want the Chinese to know about. In fact, much of
what I am doing, and very carefully, is specifically for them to know
about. It would work better if I don't have to remember what to keep
secret." The Abbot lost control and laughed really hard. I said to the
crowd, "He knows. They are becoming VERY frustrated with me, and with
what I'm doing, which they can't do anything about. All the more so,
because they know of my goal, and that I haven't blessed them with any
demands, which they could then publicly deny." Most of the crowd
understood, and laughed, too.
I began to glow. I stood and faced the audience and raised my arms. I
said "I give you my love." I did. Then I turned to the Abbot, and said,
"May I see the rest of your establishment?" He stood and bowed, and
said, "I would be honored to show our home to you." We went. It was a
very big place, with a big Temple, and many small Temples, and a
Monastery. At the front of the Monastery, I said, "There used to be a
big bell here." He said "There was, but we are unsure of what it
actually looked like." I said "I am not unsure. I offer it, if you
would accept." He gasped, and said, "The original?" I said "No. That
was melted down and reused. I could provide an exact duplicate." He
said "We would accept, with great pleasure!" I heard in the background
one whisper to another, "From him, it would be better than the
original." I turned to the man who had said it, and addressed him by
name, and said, "Thank you for the complement, but I must disagree with
you." He was surprised that I heard it. I said to him, "I was born with
very sensitive hearing. Even wishing to extend privacy to others, I
can't turn that off." We bowed to each other. I made a big silvery
sphere, and when it faded away, the bronze bell was there, looking like
a gigantic inverted long thimble, suspended from a heavy wooden frame.
I rang the bell, while protecting my hearing with 4th baffles. I said
"The sound isn't quite right." I shaved some off the bottom, and rang
it again. I said "A little more." I did, and rang it again. I said
"That is the sound it used to make. It might not have been the original
intent, but nobody could sleep through that." There was some laughter.
In the main Chapel, I said "Clay statues." I looked inquiringly at
the Abbot, who grinned and said, "Some of the original pieces are
inside them." I said "I can feel them." I was silent. He got the
message and said, "Do you remember what they looked like?" I said "I
do." More silence. He laughed. Then he said, "Would you be willing to
recreate them for us?" I said "But the original pieces couldn't be a
true part of them. They would have to be in a hollow space inside." He
said "We can accept that." I said "Some things would have to be removed
to make room." He said "Yes. That is expected." I said "There is a
problem. We must speak privately." He took me to a far place in the
room. I said "I examined the floor to see if it would stand the weight.
Do you know of anything of significance that might be under the ground
here and about this area?" He said "We do not. There is nothing in the
records we have." I said "You know of what was found at Sakya?" He
squeaked, "Here?" I tried not to laugh. He saw that, and laughed.
I said "I will project some illusions only you can see. This is some
of what I found." I showed him some partially caved in rooms, with lots
of scrolls and sculptures. His eyes almost popped out of his head. I
said "Now is the reason for this private conference. Do you want this
opened and made known at this time, while the Chinese are still in
power, or later, when there might not be many scientists available to
examine and conserve them properly. If we changed how they are stored,
even properly, they could be damaged beyond repair, without immediate
said "Yes, of course. But there is always a chance that something might
happen all on its own to damage them. I can't guess the probability of
that, only show you your choices." He said "We wait." I said "Then I
don't do anything in this Chapel now." He said "Agreed." I said "May I
tell Rhamcha of this? I have not had a secret before him until now, and
he is like my official escort. I felt that somebody should know all I
do here." He said "Please." I said "Thank you."
We went to join the others. I announced, "I won't be doing anything
in this Chapel on this visit. But someday I will." We went outside. I
said "Hmm, over there is room for another construction." He grinned and
said, "I agree. Something different?" I said "Absolutely! Something
I've never attempted before." I designed it, and made a very big
slivery sphere appear, and then dissolve. It was a cylindrical
building,10m in diameter, with a low conical fluted roof of solid blue-
grey opal, full of fiery flashes of color, on a one meter diameter
central post of blue jade with white lettering on it. That wasn't
visible, because there was a curtain of flowing multicolored light
extending down from the outside edge of the roof, which acted like the
external walls. There were benches inside, made of while jade, topped
with red cushions.
I said "This is a meditation chamber. The color wall is made of a
kind of partially intelligent light. It will not let pass anybody of
the Chines government, or police, or anybody who is against this
establishment or Buddhism, or who feels hate. No animal may enter it.
No object not in the possession of one who is allowed to enter, will
enter it. No rain or snow may enter it. The temperature of the air will
not change, and it will always be fresh. It will clean any person or
object which is inside it, if asked to. If one lies down inside, and
says, 'Align my chakras', it will do that, but not more than once a
month for each person. Inside one hears no sound but what is produced
by one's own body, so no conversation is possible. One cannot see to
the outside until one touches the light curtain. The building, and
whatever is inside of it, is protected from damage by anything
physical. All this is written on the center post. Is this construction
acceptable?" There were a lot of dropped jaws. Eventually, the Abbot
gulped loudly, and said, "Praise Buddha, I did not know such a thing
could be possible!" I said "I didn't, either, which makes this unique.
A lot of the things I make are that way." He said "It is beyond
acceptable."
I grinned and said, "All I asked for was a regular, plain, ordinary
acceptable." He laughed, and said, "I don't know what to say, but thank
you!" I said "It was my pleasure. Somebody should go inside and tell
the rest of you that it does what I said it does." Somebody did, and
came out and said, "It is amazing!" I said "I should tell you it won't
let more people in at one time than there is comfortable room for."
Still they tried, and found it was true. I said to the Abbot, "Please
let Rhamcha know, when or if you want to communicate with me." We bowed
and said our farewells. Back in Rhamcha's office, I told him about what
I found underground there, and the discussion. He was amazed.
I said "Do you wonder why I haven't made all those gifts for Sera?"
He said "Yes, at times." I said "Well, I couldn't. I think of them, and
create them, as I am inspired to, and almost all involve something I
had not thought to try before. The advantage to Sera in not having one
of those, is that you get to witness all of them happening, and get to
chose what of them you want for Sera, before I end this tour." His
mouth dropped open, and some tears formed. I said "Did you think I
would not do my best for my first friend in this country?" Then he
really cried. I hugged him with all my love.
After a while, I said, "After we left here yesterday, and went to my
house, Srinoy was sexually frustrated by all the talk about sexual
things. A few minutes later, he wasn't. And neither was I." He grinned,
and then laughed. I stood, and said, "Srinoy will be here for lessons
tomorrow. I don't know if I should tell you this. The meditation
chamber responds to the voice command about chakras. I wonder how long
it will be, before they discover what happens when one says 'sex'." He
laughed so hard, his head almost flew off. I bowed and said,
"Farewell." Then I ported away.
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