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Stephen's Secure Blog #236
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 #236 "Eli and the Gallery"
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I said to Eli in a meeting with him, "I asked Pete to tell you about
what I am doing, and what we plan to do in Tibet." I said with a grin,
"Now you can tell me what you think of all that." He couldn't help
grinning back, and said "The policy was that we would not interfere in
societies." I said "It was, and still is, in general. We discovered
that such a policy, while extremely wise, is against our own humanity,
and really hard to comply with, as you know. It is wise, because we
know from experience, it just causes more misery and harm, and we still
can't risk coming out in the open. Tibet is a special case. They are
being systematically destroyed. It won't work, and sooner or later, the
backlash would cause a world war. Most Chinese don't care about staying
in Tibet. Their leaders do, only for saving national pride. If we don't
save Tibet, they will eventually turn to the Dark, and they still have
training methods and knowledge, and talent, to produce Adepts. I have
met many there. If that happens, we will be forced out into the open,
in the worst possible way, and that will severely damage us, and the
psyche of the general public. Those who would survive the war. Do you
understand all this so far?" He said "I do, and I think I can agree
with your extrapolation." I said "I sense a 'but' in there. I'll
address that now, but you might not like it. You wonder why we didn't
do this before. It was because of the policy. But why are we doing it
now? It's not we, but me, and I wasn't given a choice. I was ordered
I said "And it's not just my word on that. Many of our people were
there when it happened. Do you think I changed my looks myself? Not
even I could do that, instantly, which is how it happened. It was
during the ceremony in Thailand, when I was moved to give my love to
the world. I drew too much power, and had to leave this world. At my
strong request, I was helped back, and given that task, and with some
disappointment in my not already knowing, from that side, given the
reasons." He said a silent wow. I said "I had a few of those myself. I
didn't want the job. I thought it wasn't possible to succeed. But there
is more. The other side is not above humor. I know, because since then,
I get a poke from that side sometimes, which others have felt, too,
usually when I speculate accurately. It happened in a meeting we had,
about my new ideas for Tibet. We got an impatient approval for teaching
them our ways. We can, because they will keep it secret, religiously
so, if you don't mind the pun." He tried to smile. I said, "We plan to
make a free Tibet the central repository of our learning, to hold it in
trust for when the world is ready for it, just like they had been doing
for centuries. Yes, most of what we know about our Adept skills came
from there, after having been in other places. If we don't do this,
they will go wild, and we can't let that happen. We can't afford for
our abilities to be associated with the Dark."
I said "What I'm doing now, is creating unexplainable miracles there,
in a way which is escalating. The Tibetans will not willingly allow
them to be examined, because they are in Monasteries and Temples. The
Chinese are caught in a bind, because officially, they are not against
religions anymore, when in reality, they are. I am playing any negative
incidents up big, and they will get bigger. The President of China is
now on my side, but can't act openly without being shot in his own bed.
Even if he did, he wouldn't be obeyed. Not because his orders would be
countermanded, but because local officials do what they want, with
little regard for what Beijing wants, and seldom tell Beijing the truth
about it. I saw that first hand, many times in my travels around China
and Tibet, and a book is in the works about the problems which cause
it, and possible solutions. There is this. The more government
officials act against me personally, the more I can convert to good
people. Tibet WILL be free, probably in not much more than a year.
That's the easy part, and I will not be allowed to fail. For me, the
most difficult part is what will Tibet BE after that. What borders,
what government, and is one even possible, and who should run it? How
will the country survive without China's enormous investments? THAT is
what I'm trying to find out and determine in most of my efforts.
Freeing them is easy. Making a country which has been ruined and made
dependent on charity, survive on its own, is the hard part. Any
thoughts you might want to express?"
He said "Does a collection of wows count?" I grinned and said, "Do
you remember my saying about humor?" He said "Absolutely! And not just
because I remember everything you say. I love that one." I said "It's
appreciated in Tibet, too." He smiled and said, "I like them already."
I said "Many are worthy of that. That's NOT easy to be so, with what
they have experienced, and what the Chinese at trying to make of them
with the compulsory er, education. Conditioning, is more like it." He
whispered and said, "We HAVE to help them." I said "But they are of a
different religion." He said "I know what you mean. I have come to see
that it's not so much a religion, but a science and philosophy, which
WE embrace as part of ourselves out of necessary truth. It doesn't
interfere with my belief in Jesus. In fact, it makes it stronger, but
in a way I don't need to evangelize, because I am much closer to the
Truth, and see that there are many paths to God, and not all have the
same names for that." I said "This life is to prepare our spirits, or
souls, for the next existence. Be that with God, Allah, Buddha, or a
repeat to try again, it is all one. Be a good person, and improve
yourself, and you will be rewarded, sooner or later." He said "Well
said. I agree. I wish all could see that." I said "Maybe, but different
paths are good. We are individuals, sometimes violently so. What is
best for one, might not be best for another. Here is a crystal of all I
have said and done in my efforts regarding Tibet. You are our expert on
the religious. After reviewing it, please let me know what you think,
and if you would like to participate in it."
He said "May I say something now?" I said "Sure. Fire away." He said
"Moses changed on Mount Sinai." I said "Yes he did. His hair did turn
white, and he did glow at times." He was about to say something, which
I cut him off with, "No, no guessing games. I don't like to use past
lives as props. I could have been one of the thousands who saw him.
Let's leave it at that." He gulped. I said "I don't believe I have ever
heard a louder gulp from a human in my life." He couldn't help
laughing. I said "My gallery is opening in New York tonight. Would you
like to come?" He said, "With you, or do I have to do it myself?" I
looked at him in surprise, and he laughed his head almost off. He said
"I love that expression. So rare! I actually surprised you." I said,
"Yes you did." He said "How about another? I meant it." I said "Wow!
Yes, I can say it, too." He laughed. I said "I shouldn't be that
surprised. It's happening in Tibet, and with straight men." He said
"Power attracts, and with YOUR love? Gender and orientation aren't an
issue. Don't worry, you aren't my first." I said "Let me guess. Chad is
still up to his old tricks." He laughed his acknowledgment.
I ported us to my house on Misnok, and we didn't waste any time
getting undressed in the bedroom. His kisses were great, and so were
his caresses, all which I returned. He loved it even more, when I
started the link. Then he said, "I have to see what your special
sensitivity does." He played with my nuts, and it made him almost
squirt right there and then. He did say "Wow!" I turned down the link
so we could enjoy a more slow pace, and in a while, we built up a lot
of steam. I turned up the link, and we squirted really hard and long.
While we were resting, I said "In my last incarnation, some of our
friends were in sexual fear of Chad, and avoided being alone in a room
with him. He was such a sexual powerhouse. I didn't notice that, until
they told me. I had known Chad since he was 10, and I was 11, in summer
camp, and we had to share a bed. His cabin had developed a leaking
roof. He held onto me all night. I didn't think anything unusual about
that in general, except it was what he was holding onto, which caused
me to stay up all night. And I mean UP."
He laughed very hard. Considering where his hand was, that caused the
same thing, and we did everything again to make us squirt very well.
While we were resting, I said, "This part of your new life. How do you
feel about it?" He said "Right now? With my hands." I poked him and we
wrestled and laughed. He said "It's liberating. I'm straight, but that
doesn't make any difference with the kind of love we all have for each
other. We know each other so deeply, with sharing emotions, and can't
hide them, so we can be free to really feel them, and act on them
without fear. You don't think I'm any less of a man for this." I said
"More of a man, actually." He whispered in his tears, "Yes. I feel
that. I don't know how to thank you enough for inviting me into this
life." I said, trying not to laugh, "What you're doing is a very good
start!" He had to laugh. And we did squirt again.
It was a formal reception at the gallery, but I was dressed in my
blue suit. There was a big sign that all profits would go to the
RedCloud's charity, and the whole family was there. So was Chad, who
had set it up. I wandered around, and everybody wanted to talk to me.
All knew about my recent activities from news reports. I had to
announce, "Everybody, I have something to say. May I have your
attention, if not your money?" Some nice laughter. I said "The
announcement is that I have nothing to say. I mean, I'm here where my
art is, because of my art. I would be happy to talk about my art, but
not so much about what I'm doing in other places which isn't about why
I'm here. I hope you understand. Thank you." Things did improve a
little, and Eli helped with that. So did Rose. Hawk was watching
everybody like a, er hawk, for security. We didn't want any incidents.
Most of the comments were about the beauty, and the variety of what I
had there, from jewelry to sculpture, to paintings.
One incident was a little amusing. I heard one guest say to another,
at one of my 3D paintings, "This is impossible. It must be some kind of
trick." I said from behind him, "Then the trick would be impossible,
too, wouldn't it?" He turned around and looked a little embarrassed. He
said "But to achieve that effect without the cause being noticeable, is
impossible." I said "It WAS impossible, just like everything else we
now know, until it is made possible when it is done. There it is, so it
is possible. Unless you want to consider the whole universe an
illusion. There are philosophies which are proponents of that view. Or,
if you are familiar with physics and optics at the postgraduate level,
I can describe to you exactly how it works. Or you can review the
patent. Or you can view it simply as art, good or bad." I said with a
grin, "Or you can have one of your very own, to display, and confound
your guests with it." He looked a little strange. I held out my hand,
and said, "Hi Simon, I'm Stephen." He shook it automatically, and then
said, "How do you know me?" I said "Because I know your name? I know
all the names of everybody on Earth, when I meet them in person, who
were old enough to know their names when I gave the world my love." His
jaw dropped open in surprise. So did some who had been listening. One
said, "You are THAT Stephen?" I nodded. I could feel all my team
grinning, as word was being passed around. It was interesting to watch.
Eli was trying not to laugh his head off.
I went through the crowd, greeting each one by name, and shaking
hands. There was one Buddhist, but not a monk, from Japan. We bowed to
each other. Some asked me if I made things on commission. I said "I
have done that, but I'm sorry I don't have time to do that any more,
except when I do illustrations for the Smithsonian National Museum
Complex in Washington, DC." One asked if I did other creative things. I
said "I play musical instruments and compose, and sing, too. I think
some of my performances might be available on the web. I write books.
Most of them are under different pen names. I am now publishing under
my own name. I don't know when they will be available. Dr. Watson
handles those things for me." One asked me what religion I believed in.
I said "I am considered to be a Fundamentalist Buddhist, but I value
all religions for their good teachings." Some wanted more explanations,
which I gently declined for lack of time.
When it was time to close, I stood on a platform, and said,
"Attention, please! May I please have your attention. I'll give it back
to you in good condition, I promise." Some chuckled. "We are are now at
the end of our day, and will be closing. The gallery will reopen when
it has been restocked with things I have been saving for it, which we
didn't have room for today. I don't know when that will be, but I hope
it will be soon. Charities always need money. Well, who doesn't?" Some
more chuckles. I said "I hope you liked my art. I liked showing it to
you, and I like you. I love you. I will share that with you now." I had
started glowing. I raised my arms, and wrapped them all in my love.
Then I did my silvery porting away.
After the guests had all left, we had a meeting. Chad gave the
report. Eli was startled. I looked at him, and he said, "With those
prices, I didn't think much would sell." Chad grinned, and said, "This
was just the beginning. They will be higher next time." Eli grinned
back. Rose said "The most important thing was Stephen being Stephen.
Who the artist is, is what sets the price of his work. Quality is
secondary, but there is a lot of that, too." I said "Well, thanks."
They laughed, and she kissed me. Hawk said "We can't do this too often,
or they will wonder at how impossibly fast he does his er, thing." Chad
said "Yes, that IS a problem. If it is doubted that it is all his own
work, we will be in trouble." I said "There is still going to be
trouble next time. We can't have the same format. Too many people will
try to bash down the doors. We will have to reserve slots with a
qualifying nonrefundable deposit." Chad said "I didn't think of that."
I looked astonished, and he made a rude noise. We laughed. I said
"Well, I've had more experience, and recently, with highly interested
crowds. And that deposit will serve to restrict media access. I am not
ready to face that in the US." They all nodded. We discussed some of
the plans I had for my activities, and then the meeting ended.
In bed with Rose and Hawk, after some really great finishing, Rose
said, "I'm glad Eli got to experience physical love with you. You made
his century." I said "I do like doing that, but I like it better as
just a person. I feel bad about being worshipped." Hawk said "Are you
going to do it with Rhamcha?" I said "Probably, but I don't want to be
his first. Anybody's first. I wouldn't have done it with Eli, if he
hadn't done it with Chad first." Rose looked surprised, and said, "Is
that why you want Eli with you in Tibet?" I said "That is part of it,
yes." She said, "You're right. Better you are not the first." Hawk said
"Why?" She said "He doesn't want them fixated on him." He said "Ah, I
see. But they still will be, but not as much." I said with a grin,
"Like you." He laughed, and fixated his hand on my nuts, in place of
Rose's.
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