Stephen's Secure Blog #235
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 #235 "Shalu Monastery"
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I ported to Rhamcha's office. After the usual polite things, I said,
"Did the others review the new entries in your crystal?" He said "They
did, and were amazed as usual. We did not uncover the unspoken lesson
of the bowl." I said "Then I will lead you to discover it. It is your
choice if you would like the other Abbots to join us in that." He sent
an aid to get them. After they arrived, and we did polite things, I
said to them, "I said to Rhamcha, I would reveal what he called the
unspoken lesson of the bowl to him now, but it would be his choice if
he would invite you to participate in that. You see his very generous
choice." They thanked him with love, and he was embarrassed. I grinned,
and they all laughed. I repeated what I had said which was on the bowl,
and about it. Then I said, "It isn't just about courage, but the nature
of it, too. What do we do, or should do in life, which some think takes
the most courage? It is something which most people don't usually think
of or do, but when they have to, might agree with me." They thought.
One said, "You don't make riddles where it is impossible to know.
Therefore, the answer must be in the features of the bowl. I see only
one. Facing your true self. I think, for most, that would be truly
courageous." I said "Yes. We always think that about other people. But
said "Wow! That could be why we didn't think of it." Another said "That
requires more thinking. Thank you very much, Master Teacher!" I stood
and bowed and said, "You are welcome." They knew to leave then, and
did.
Rhamcha said, "This disturbs me. Not the lesson, but so few are
involved in them." I said "Well, how many have directly listened to any
teacher?" He said "I see your point. Even the greatest teachers could
only reach a few, themselves. It was their students who passed their
messages along." I grinned at him. He said "Sometimes I feel very
stupid." I said "That increases in direct proportion to the increase in
wisdom. None feel more stupid than the wise. The reverse is also true.
The unwise never feel stupid, most especially in their most stupid
moments." He grinned and said, "Soon, you will need another pavilion. I
said "I will least need it." He grinned again, and said, "I am
corrected." I stood and said, "Shall we see if Drepung is corrected?"
He said "Let us!"
I ported us to the same spot I had before, at Drepung. A Lama came
out to greet us. He was the same who did that before, and was smiling.
I said "I see some improvement." He grinned really wide. I said "Be
careful, or you could cause injury." He laughed. Rhamcha said, "Is that
really possible?" I said "Well, it was to me." He said "Wow!" I said
"Unfortunately, I agree." He laughed. We went inside to the office of
the Abbot. We did polite things, and then I said, "What happened to
that old, tired, fearful Abbot I saw here the last time? What have you
done with him?" He laughed his head almost off his shoulders. Rhamcha
was grinning widely, and broadcasting happiness. The Abbot looked at
him in amazement, and said, "You have improved more than I thought
could be possible in so short of time." Rhamcha said through his grin,
"I could say the same about you. You look twenty or more years younger,
and much happier. You are NOT who you were before!" He said "We both
owe The Master Teacher much." They bowed to each other, and then to me.
And were surprised by my tears. I gave them my love. I said "I am VERY
happy for you, and happy for me that I don't have to replace another
Abbot." He said "I am honored. Come see what we have done!" He was like
a little boy showing off his new tricycle. I think he enjoyed the tour
more than I did. The property was much improved, and so were the
students. They had done all that work, but had still kept up with their
studies, and had a better attitude. I made sure to check all that. Back
at his office, he said, "You gave given many objects to other
Monasteries, but here you have given us life. We can never thank you
enough."
I said "You already have. I have not cried in joy at any other place
here. I have placed letters on the proper desks of the charities which
give money to help places like this to rebuild, testifying to the fact
that you are now ready and able to rebuild with renewed energy." He was
too overcome to say anything. I said, "I will not give you my own
assistance now. There will be a little more time for you to determine
what you need, and prioritize that, without pressure. You may leave
word at Sera when you want to contact me." We all bowed to each other,
and Rhamcha and I walked out. We continued to walk, to talk. He said "I
did not expect this. Did you?" I said "I did not expect, or do not
expect. I accept what is." He grinned and said, "For you, that is just
so you can make it better." I grinned and said "I could admit that. If
I felt like giving away all my secrets." He laughed.
I said "Shall we visit Shalu Monastery now?" He said "Please." I
ported us there. There were some tourists in some of the chapels. A
Lama came out to greet us. He was very excited. I could feel his effort
to repress his urge to jump up and down. I grinned, and he knew I knew,
and laughed. We went into the meeting hall. Many people were coming
into it, and most were almost as excited as our greeter. We got to the
stage at the same time as the Abbot, and we sat at the same time, after
bowing. After the usual polite things, I said, "I have been greeted in
many ways, and with different feelings, in my visit to this country,
but never with such excitement. Being the cause of such disruption
caused me the consider leaving you before causing more. But that very
weak thought was easily ignored." There was some laughter.
The Abbot said, "We are very pleased you are here. We feared that you
would not want to visit so small a place." I said "There is more." He
grinned and said, "Yes. This Monastery used to be a center of psychic
learning. We would begin that again. With your assistance?" I said
"There will be no center of psychic learning in Tibet." He looked very
disappointed, with the rest of the people, until he noticed my big
grin. He became guardedly hopeful. He said "I sense we are not on the
same path." I said "ALL Tibet will have psychic learning. The whole
country will be the center of psychic learning for the entire world."
His jaw dropped open in complete astonished thunderstruck surprise.
After a while, I said, "Have our paths come closer to each other?" He
gulped and said, "I think that they have." I said "Still, that doesn't
prevent you from concentrating on some aspects of the subject which
would cause some students to come here for that." He looked a lot
brighter. I grinned and said, "You doubted me for a moment, didn't
you." He laughed.
I said "My students will be teaching you and your teachers as much as
they can learn, soon. One of them is now doing that at Sera, because it
is close to Lhasa. When more of my students become available, we will
be doing that here, and in many other places. We are so few, we can't
teach everybody at once. I'm sure you can understand that." He nodded,
speechless again. I said "You must understand something else. My own
school accepts students who are very unusually qualified, which we
identify when they are children, from all over the world. About one in
a billion, in a generation. All others would not survive the training.
Most people here will not rise to the level of my students who will be
teaching, because they don't have these special qualities, but they
will learn things and abilities, special things, they would not believe
now that they could, and more than any school has ever taught in the
history of the world but mine. But you will have to work hard. Would
you object to that?" He said "We would NOT object." I turned to the
people and cupped my ear, and there was thunderous applause. When I
could be heard, I said "I suspect there is some agreement." Laughter. I
said "Much of this is a combination of Eastern and Western science,
using special teaching methods which we will NOT share with the
Chinese. Because of that, we must be careful about this, and some of it
will have to wait until they leave. Some of my students, while they are
good loving people, are not of this planet, and do look different."
They were in shock again. I said "Surely you didn't think my method
of instant transportation was limited to just one world?" That didn't
help them to recover. Rhamcha was grinning. I said "I have not offered
this here before. Would you like to see some images of some of them?"
Rhamcha shouted "Yes!" Then he covered his mouth in embarrassment. That
woke them to laughter. I looked to the Abbot, and he said, "If you
don't show us after that, we would be severely disappointed." I said "I
suppose we should avoid that, then. This is Zander. He runs one of my
schools. The biggest one, on the most important planet. His people are
mostly the scholarly type. They live very long, mostly boring lives."
Some laughter. I said "Except for him." More laughter. I said "He has a
great sense of humor, and laughs like a hissing steam engine. His
people take great pride in their teeth, and think they are very
beautiful. I don't tell him my thoughts about that." Laughter. I said
"His people like a very hot and dry climate, and sleep on a bed of
sand. Don't expect him to learn to shiver here." More laughter.
I said "This is Wantune. His people left this planet for the stars,
74,000 years ago. In my first incarnation, I helped them do that, after
a big disaster on Earth. This is Dattency Yunches. Not even his own
people can pronounce that, and call him just Dat." They laughed. I said
"They have three sexes. I have never asked them about their marriage
customs. Afraid to do that, actually." They laughed. I said "His people
are absolutely crazy about sports and competing. In fact, they even
choose their leaders by competitions, and have the most qualified ones
in the galaxy. I have competed on his world. They like me." Out of the
air came Rose's voice, "They positively adore him. He beat them in
every competition he entered, and did it fairly with no special powers.
Now they won't let him pay for anything when he visits there." I said
"Thank you Rose, for embarrassing me." She said "You're welcome." I
said to the room, "That was one of my colleagues, associates, students,
and friends, and she won her competitions there, too."
I said "To continue, hopefully without further embarrassment
[laughter], this is Harditch. She looks like a cat, and really is
something like a cat. Form dictates personality more than we might
think. She, and her kind, is very popular among Wantune's people and
ours. The feel of her fur on our naked skin, well, that is er,
fantastic." There was a lot of interest in that. I grinned at them.
Some were not embarrassed. I said "I can feel what you are thinking.
Well, who could resist that?" There was a lot of agreement. I said
"There are many others. They all look different, but they are all very
good and loving people. You KNOW I would have no others as my
students." Rose said in the air again, "And they love him more than
anything." I sighed very dramatically. They laughed a lot, Rhamcha the
most. I pointed to him, and said, "He's met Rose, and her brother Hawk.
I should say something about what Rose just said. I am love. You have
all felt it when I gave it to the world. I do it a lot more in person.
I can't help it. When you give love, you get it back. It's as simple as
that." Rhamcha said "It is true. I have felt their love, and I have
come to embrace it, and I am now able to give love. It is a joyous and
uplifting feeling. I recommend it for all."
I said "If you have any questions, I might actually answer some of
them." One said "Did you have sex with her?" I said "A good person
doesn't answer that question, without the permission of all concerned.
Next subject?" One said "Will you free Tibet?" I said "I don't own it,
so I can't. Only the Chinese government can. You can be sure I will be
offering them some er, strong persuasion to that effect." Another one
said to nobody in particular, "He means yes." Some laughter. I
addressed him by name, and said, "Do YOU have a question?" He
hesitated. I said with a grin, "Those who speak out of turn, should be
prepared to take advantage of it, for they might not have another such
chance." He gathered his courage, and said, "Will you be giving us a
gift like you gave other Monasteries?" I said "Is it truly a gift, if
it is asked for?" He said "I was wrong. I apologize." I said "Accepted.
But now that the subject has been opened, what would you suggest, that
is different from all the others? Other than the gift of the images and
knowledge of my offworld students, which I have not shared with any
other place in this country before." He thought a while, and then said,
"Something purely psychic in nature, not an object." I said "But then,
what would you have? The psychic, without an object, is only perceived
by those who can sense it, and would be a very temporary thing, because
it would end when the person who is producing it leaves. Here is an
example. I made this ball of light. If I leave you, so will the light.
If I attach it to an object, and arrange for its continuance through
that object, then it would stay, but only with that object." He said "I
understand. Thank you, Master Teacher."
I said "But you have helped me to think of something I can give you,
and I mean YOU. Everybody, please hold out your hands to accept my
gifts." I ported to each person, a little statue of the Buddha in dark
green jade. But his had a thin base of jade the color of my suit, and
the rest was of apple green jade. I put a hundred more of the plain
ones, on the stage. I said to the Abbot, "Spares, and for new people."
I said to all, "These have a special feature. If you ask them in your
mind to make light, they will." Some did that, and were amazed. I said
"You can adjust the amount of light that way, too, and turn it off. It
is like a candle without wax, and without the danger of starting
fires." I addressed the questioner, "Yours is a little different in its
appearance, in appreciation for helping me to decide what to give.
There will be a bigger one in the Abbot's office. I should caution all
of you to not let the Chinese know about the light. They will not work
for anybody who dislikes our people." I stood and bowed. They bowed in
return. I glowed, and raised my arms and said, "I give you my love." I
wrapped them in my love, and gave my love to the rest of the area. I
said "Thank you for allowing us to visit you. I enjoyed it, and all of
you. Farewell." Rhamcha was standing by then. I ported us to his
office.
We sat. He said "I was hoping for an answer about the catwoman." I
said with a grin, "If I had not had sex with her, would I have not said
that?" He grinned really wide. I said "The boy who fell into my pool is
of her kind. After he dried off, what do you think we did to
celebrate?" He said "What he was dreaming of." I said "Exactly. We who
can have anything, don't want any thing. We value people and love.
Doing sexual things is practically the only way we have to celebrate.
Not that we need an excuse." He laughed. I said "We have a rule for
groups. If there is somebody there under 18 years of age, we do not do
penetration. And the youngest in the group decides for his or herself
what happens with them. In where the students live, boys and girls are
not allowed in each others' rooms. But with people who can port, which
can start as young as 12, it would impossible to control them, but the
foster parents are just as capable, and we all can feel each others'
feelings, so little is ever hidden successfully, so we don't bother to
try. There can be no abuse, because we are not capable of it, and all
would know if it happened. Because of the separation of rooms, and that
we do not like to sleep alone, there are a lot of friends trading
sleepovers. Those who prefer the same sex, or both, are VERY popular
for sleepovers. And Srinoy. HE doesn't go on sleepovers. They come to
him, after he chooses. It was the same for me. Our special er,
feature." He said "You still won't tell me what that is." I gave him a
big grin, and he laughed.
I stood, and said, "There are four more monasteries I will visit in
this country, before I do some things in India with their government,
and North America. Until the day after tomorrow, farewell." I hugged
him with all my love, and said "You really need to take care of that,
before it breaks." He laughed almost as hard as his boner was. I ported
home.
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