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Stephen's Secure Blog #233
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 #233 "President and Friend"
START Page
I sent a projection to the office of the Chinese president. I said
"Greetings. I have some time today. If you do not, I can come back
another day." He said "I will make time." I said "Interesting that you
said that. I did it recently." He said "You actually made time?" I said
"Depending on your perspective, and how you think of it, yes. I had
some trouble with some people. I froze time for them, while I called
their people to witness what would be happening." He said, "Oh. That
might qualify. Would you be willing to answer more questions?" I
grinned and said, "You might not be willing to hear some of the
answers." He laughed, and said, "I know what you are doing." I said
"You should. I'm talking to you." He said "No, I mean elsewhere." I
said "I hope not! I should put some clothes on." He almost laughed his
head off. When he could hear, I said, "There, I'm dressed. Well, being
that I am now presentable, do you think I should be talking with you in
person, instead of with an image?" He said "You mean right here?" I
said "It would work better that way, because this is were you are." He
smiled and said, "You are very proficient with language." I nodded. He
said "Please be my guest." I ported in, my silvery way. I said "I see
you are not well equipped for comfortable visiting. May I bring my own
chair?" He said "Please." I ported a copy of an antique overstuffed
chair in place behind me, and sat down in it.
I said "Before we resume, I should tell you I never lie. I can't. I
really was naked. I don't usually wear clothes at home." He said "Why
is that?" I said "I was raised that way in my last life, and before I
reincarnated, I asked to be raised the same way again. I told you about
my answers you might not want." He returned my grin. I said "I suggest
you ask them from your prepared list, or you are going to become VERY
distracted." He said "You knew about that?" I said "Not until you said
answers you might not like." He said "Please."
I said "I have 74,000 years of experience. I remember all those past
lives with total recall. My level of intelligence is 16 times the
intelligence of the average person. I know more of modern psychology
than anybody who has ever lived. Part of that comes from studying
brains and minds from the inside, while in operation, down to the
atomic level." He was stunned. I nodded, and said, "People rarely take
my advice." He said "I am beginning to see that they should. That also
tells me you do not wish me any harm." I said "I can't wish that for
anybody. You are feeling something of my feelings. I am so powerful,
that people can notice that, even if they do not have the ability and
training that some Adepts have. That was one of the reasons why I used
the projection. I didn't want that to interfere with your free will. It
sometimes does with minds less strong than yours." He said "I think I
believe something of that. People say you are a Saint. I have not seen
anything I trusted that would cast doubt on that."
I said "Ah, trust. You have received conflicting reports, which
rarely matched the recordings I have provided you with. That is not
unique to my involvement. It is a constant problem for you, which you
probably are unaware of the extant of, and will never be solved with
China as it is, because it is caused by a basic flaw in your political
system." He said, "You have seen the reports?" I said "No. It was
obvious that would happen. I saw it happen right in front of me, when
one police officer misreported to another, who reported something again
different to his superior. I saw that a lot in my travels. Some of it
was a little comical. If it happens on that level, it would be
magnified at each level upward. Your Imperial predecessors tried to fix
that by employing secret agents to spy on their administrators, but
they often succumbed to bribes. I was one of those, and was murdered
for refusing to take such a bribe. You have not yet considered the
significance of my experience and intelligence."
After a while, he said, "Then let me use it. Is there a solution?" I
said "Not in the way I think you mean, no." He said "But other
countries don't have this problem as severe as we do." I said "True.
Copy their political systems, and you will have the same results as
cause and effect." He sighed. I said "You can't make people into your
image of how they should be. The harder you try, the harder they will
push back, just as nature will, with the dams you build. Your problem
is part of that. I will do this for you. I will give you a book
describing all this, and ways to help resolve it, before I leave today.
So we can go back to your list of questions, which, if it could feel,
would be saddened at your neglect of it." He said "One is already
written with relevant specifics?" I said "Yes. I just composed it while
we were discussing it. I'll put it on a memory card at the end of this
meeting."
He said "I said I know what you are doing. I think I was mistaken." I
said "Yes, you were, and MUCH more than you can realize or understand
grin. He continued with, "Have you visited other worlds?" I said "Yes."
He said "Which ones?" I said "If you count the moon, I visited that,
and Mars, the first time, in my first life, 74,000 years ago. It was
NOT exciting. I was very frustrated and a little depressed at the time.
I would rather not talk about that life any more at this time." He
cleared his throat, trying to recover his wits, and said "Have you been
to other planets recently?" I said "Yes, very recently. I just came
from one, where I have a house. I should tell you, you aren't going to
learn much this way." He said "I am beginning to see that. The unusual
things you do, do they come from other planets?"
I said "To be accurate, yes and no. How I do it, does not. Some of
the materials I use, such as gigantic blocks of stone, come from all
over the galaxy, wherever I find them, in uninhabited places. I sense
another question, or series of them. I do not use any offworld advanced
technology. My ways are better. Yes. While they are in advance of
Earth, I am in advance of them. Ha, another. I share my knowledge of
what I do, only with my own students, because they are the only people
who are capable of understanding it. I am not called The Master Teacher
for nothing. No, I was not reading your mind. Remember my intelligence
and experience." He said "Wow!" I said "I hear that a lot." He laughed.
He said "Where do your students come from?" I said "From most countries
and worlds. Those who can take the training necessary are about one in
a billion of each generation. Although many, about 25% of people, do
have some ability which can be enhanced by training, but not to the
level where they can influence the material world with their minds. You
want to know if any of your country are my students. No. We would like
there to be, but your educational system ruins your children for us."
He was absolutely dumbfounded. Then more so when he said, "You're
crying!" I said "I'm a teacher!" I told him of the qualifications. Then
I whispered "There was only one educational system and school in the
world which came anywhere near my school in producing people something
like me, and you destroyed it, and are doing things now, deliberately,
to destroy the remaining possibility for it to be reestablished. We
could be the leaders of the galaxy, but my few people aren't enough. So
I have to train offworlders. Hundreds of them, so they can do the work
which keeps the different star systems from each others' throats. I
have kept this world from being invaded and conquered many times, and
we are still doing it. But what happens after I am gone, and there are
not enough of us to keep doing that? Do you know why your country
really invaded and took over Tibet?" He said "I assume it is something
other than what I think I know?"
I told him about the Van and their agenda. He said his equivalent of
"Oh my God! We have some of their spaceships, and dead bodies. We
wondered at their lack of sexuality. It should have been obvious why."
I said "Not really. You couldn't know. They have been manipulating our
societies for thousands of years. Even those of the Galactic Council
didn't know, until I told them in the presence of an infallible lie
detector. How else do you think your government and your educational
system is so like they are? They are more like robots than people now,
and that is what YOU are trying to create in their image. We stopped
them. They will never leave their planet again. I put a barrier around
it. And they no longer have their spirit transfer and body growing
machines. Now they will reincarnate naturally."
I said "You really shouldn't have asked these questions, or listened
to the answers. You can't change things, even if you want to. Your own
people won't let you, and if you try to tell them what you know now,
they won't believe you, and will probably send somebody to visit you in
the night with a gun. Your government is the biggest organization of
murdering criminals in history. Think on this. There is much more I
haven't told you, and probably never will. Some things can't be proved
to people who don't have the ability to perceive certain things. Can
you prove the stars exist to a person who was born blind? But I can
show you the results. Some day we could walk the streets in disguise,
in any of your major cities, and you will see how some aware people
react to me, not knowing who I am, but something of what I am. I could
go into any large Buddhist Temple or Monastery, actually, just go near
it, and they will know I am there and who I am. They can see my
gigantic aura from kilometers away. It's ironic that you deny your own
Eastern science, and put all your faith in Western science, from the
very people you dislike. You have lost so much, and are losing more
every second, deliberately. And you wonder at my crying, I who gave my
love to the world." He said "It was you?" I said stood, and said, with
my arms open, "Come to me and see." He did, and I hugged him with all
my love. I helped him sit in my chair. When he recovered enough to be
able to hear me, I said, "I wouldn't wish the life of a Saint on
anybody!"
I said "Here is the book, and some recordings of the Van, their
ships, and their stations. I could take you to their moon station
someday, if you're interested. I don't know if you want to, or can
actually do it, but if you want to help a little, you can ease the
requirement for Chinese education in the Monasteries. It's taking up
too much of their time in learning things they deliberately forget
right after they pass the tests. I will be bringing my teaching methods
to them soon, which includes full university subjects. They will learn
faster and better, things you would teach them, but more things you
wouldn't. If you could ease the restriction on the number of students,
that would be nice, too."
I said "I will give you a gift. If you could learn any language you
wanted to, in seconds, what would it be?" He said "I would improve my
English." I said "Which accent?" He said "American." I put him to sleep
and gave it to him, and woke him up five minutes later. He didn't
notice that. I said in English, "You will know how to read and write
it, too, at professional level. Why don't you try your current ability
of English?" He said "When will I acquire the language update?" He was
really surprised, and covered his mouth. I grinned and said, "It should
take about a week to fully settle in."
I said "Do you wish us to be friends?" He thought a little, and said,
"Truly, I do." I bowed to him, and said, "Then it is so. Farewell for
today. I should be available again in a few days. Would you like to
keep the chair?" He grinned through the tears in his eyes, "Yes,
please. It will be very interesting how that is reported." I said
"Maybe more than you would want. Would you allow me to keep a
background watch on you, to only be triggered if there is a real danger
to you? It would not invade your privacy." He said "You would do that
for ME?" I said "That's sorta, kinda, why I offered." He had to grin
through his fresh flow of tears. He said "Yes, please. Thank you!" I
said "You're welcome. Goodbye." I ported away.
I gave a copy of that meeting to my team, as usual, including the
book. Pete came right back in contact, and said he wanted to publish
it. I sent him an updated copy with more things in it, including some
references, and a better format for publishing. I sent him some more
books I had been working on, and he loved them. Then I said to myself,
why not? I sent him a large series of novels spanning my first life, as
science fiction. He was surprised, but very happy about that. I was
happy for him.
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