Stephen's Secure Blog #234
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 #234 "Samye Monastery"
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I contacted Srinoy at Sera, and he told them I would be there soon. I
was. With the Abbots, Srinoy was just about to teach them mental
connections. I watched, and he and they did very well. After that, I
said, "While this is a very convenient way to communicate in an
emergency, it also invades privacy, because even in denying the
connection, you let the other know something of what is happening. And
it is distracting, when you might not want that. For most
communications, it is best to use ordinary methods." Rhamcha said, "It
is so easy, I don't know why we didn't think of it." I grinned, and
said nothing. He said "I didn't think. It is easy because we are at a
level where we can do it." I said "Partly. There are other ways which
have been used for thousands of years, but now we can understand
something more of how it works, and so we have better ways of training
and doing it. As you learn more of what we would teach you, you will
discover that a lot of it has been known before in history, but we have
made it better and more reliable, and we are able to get the most out
of it, with better understanding and training. Eastern science and
western science together, are better than each one apart."
I said "Questions?" Rhamcha said "I have one of a different topic.
The Buddha said that it was necessary for people to not have sex to
achieve Nirvana, but I think you disagree with that." I said "There is
a problem with what is written of what one says, which is not always
accurate. If you look closely, he said 'Abstain from sex, or at least
from bad sex.' It is difficult to translate his sayings from such an
ancient form of language which is not completely understood in modern
times, to a different language, and a different culture. How would he
define bad sex? My opinion on this is in two parts. He did not entirely
disapprove of sex, but found that much of it was not of the kind which
would help a person grow. Well, except down there." Some giggles. I
said "For him, being a prince, and with a powerful personality, he
attracted many women and men, who wanted to have sex with him for the
wrong reasons. Unhealthy reasons. Without real love. He found that
attraction very disruptive for his meditation, and so sought to remove
himself from it. Now the other part. We are all unique individuals.
Therefore, each of our paths to enlightenment must also be unique. What
works best for one, may not work best for another. He tried to say
that, but was ignored by people who wanted a one size fits all simple
solution. There are the basic principles we all acknowledge, but which
ones should have priority over others, and how they should be applied,
will vary with individuals, and not just with different Traditions and
Schools. When you walk in the footsteps of another, you cast yourself
in their mold, which might not be right for you. When you walk WITH
those footsteps beside you, you approach the same goal, but more
possibilities are open to you, for how you get there, and maybe, just
possibly, something even better." They were all astounded, even Srinoy.
I said "Here is the recording of my conversations to date with the
Chinese president. Review them when you have time, when Srinoy isn't
working you over. I will return tomorrow for more visiting. Till then,
be well." I ported away before they had a chance to say anything.
I ported to Rhamcha's office in the morning. We talked. He said "What
you said yesterday required a lot of thought. I can find no flaw in the
argument. Over that, what I find significant is how well you expressed
it. I don't know how to express the admiration I feel for you, for
that." I said "I thank you for your appreciation. If it helps you to
study my words, that's all a teacher can ask for. What did you think of
my Presidential conversations?" He said "I feel sorry for him. You
changed who he is, for the better, and now he is trapped. He kept that
chair, when he shouldn't have. He may be, on some level, inviting
death, as an escape." I said "True. If he is removed, a stronger and
more abusive person will replace him." He looked surprised, and said,
"Somebody you can act against in justice!" I said "One of my skills is
called 'Situation Manager'. Part of that is to be able to take
advantage of any changes which happens in the process of your planned
operations. Whatever happens, it will help me achieve my goals. One way
which helps that along, is to think of all possibilities, and make
plans for them. That way you can act without hesitation or uncertainty
when things change. Of my group, four are situation managers. One, the
first I trained for that in my last incarnation, is old. Another
administers most of my group's activities. Another is Rose, who manages
a lot of what we do on other worlds. I don't know yet if Srinoy will be
one. Pete calls situation managers by another name. Sneaky Suspicious
Devious Devils." He laughed.
We ported to inside of the Protective wall of the Samye Monastery,
said to be the oldest in Tibet. Almost none of the buildings are of the
original, though. It's a big complex, surrounded by a big wall. A Lama
came out to greet us. I addressed him by name, and he wasn't surprised.
We went inside the big central building, to a meeting hall. People were
still arriving. We waited a little for the Abbot to arrive, and went up
on the stage with him. There was a little trouble, though. He didn't
want Rhamcha with us. My expression changed his mind. Probably my
emotions and aura helped with that. We said some polite things. Then I
said "You sure don't look as old as you are. I mean Samye." There was
some laugher in the audience. The Abbot wasn't amused. He said "We have
been rebuilt many times." I said "And well, this time. It's beautiful.
How are the people in it?" He said "We are as we always are."
I said "I must disagree. I have been here many times in my past
lives. The people are not the same. Is it the influence of the
Chinese?" He looked thoughtful, and said "I was not here before the
invasion. I am unable to see the difference. Could you describe it?" I
said "In the past, there was more serenity, but also more brightness to
the people. They smiled, and projected kindness and love. AND, those of
other Temples were very welcome. But times have changed, and we have
had to change with them. But then, times are always changing. There
will be more. How that is managed, will be er, interesting. There will
be some who will resist ANY change, even for the better. They will
value the lazy comfort of the familiar, over the fearful uncertainty of
change, no matter how beneficial it may be." Silence. Then the Abbot
bowed, and said, "You are wise, Master Teacher. I was uncertain of how
much to believe of what is said of you, but no longer. I will make some
changes. Thank you." I bowed and said, "Thank you."
I said "I would welcome comments and questions. Some I might even
answer." He smiled for the first time, and the room felt more relaxed.
He felt that, and tried not to show surprise. I grinned, and he relaxed
even more. He said "In each Monastery you have visited, you have given
them a task. Something to debate. What do you have for us?" I grinned
really wide. He said "What, oh! You have already stated it. What we
value!" I said "Well done! I like that." He smiled with pleasure. I
said "It is indeed that. What values of the people should have the most
importance, and what should have lesser importance? Which should you
support, and which should the new government support, when it comes to
make those decisions? The future one wants, comes best to those who are
prepared for it." There was a lot of thought going on in the room. The
Abbot said "Already, I see a new life entering us. You have given gifts
of objects to others, but this we should VALUE above all others. You
have taught us well."
I bowed and said, "That is fortunate in another way. I can see
nothing in the physical I would add to or change here. As an artist, I
like it a lot as it is. The most beautiful Monastery I have yet to see
in this country. The different color stupas in the four corners, are
fantastic. And this is so well organized, too." He almost glowed with
pride. I made a jade bowl appear in my hands the usual way, but it was
a very unusual bowl. I said "This is a 'Bowl of Thought'. When you gaze
into it, your mind will be more open to new thoughts. Thoughts you
would would have known, if they had been strong enough to capture your
attention. He who would see into it, must have courage, because he may
learn of himself what what he would least want to know. Or, he may
receive such an insight that, when he expresses it, will make him known
and respected by all. But if one is of the Dark, one will have his
Third Eye permanently closed, and will receive a command forbidding
harming others. All of that is written on the outside of the bowl, and
one more thing. One may only use the bowl once in his current life.
Some might think it is wisest to never use it. They might be right.
But, one will never know for sure. Oh, and the bowl can't be
destroyed." I rose and glowed, and gave my love to the entire
monastery, and the town outside of it. I signaled to Rhamcha, and he
rose. I said "Thank you all for allowing us to visit. Please be well."
I ported us back to his office.
We sat in silence. I looked a question at him, and he said, "A most
unusual visit!" I nodded. He knew I wanted more from him. He said "You
gave them values, when they were lacking them more than most. You gave
them that bowl, to test their courage. You gave them less, but more
than you gave any other Monastery!" I said "Interesting, isn't it? Will
makes it interesting." He said "Ah! You wanted them to debate that,
too. What is courage, and how can it be used for good. Wow!" I said
"You are going to say I planned it again. I did not. I just did what
the situation needed. I don't plan the specifics of any of this. I
don't need to. Where I am, I always do what I think is right." He said
"I think that is the most unusual of all." I said "I wish that wasn't
so unusual." He nodded. Then he said, "They will talk about it." I
grinned and said, "Absolutely!" He said "Oh no! When a Chinese official
happen if they do, except they will be unable to lie after that, or to
act unjustly against anybody." He laughed, and said, "A trap!" I said
"And one unlikely they will willingly report the effects of." He said
"You really ARE a sneaky suspicious devious devil!" I said "Absolutely!
I'll see you day after tomorrow, and you can tell me the lesson of the
bowl that we haven't discussed. Have fun with Srinoy." I ported away.
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