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Stephen's Secure Blog #239
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 #239 "Katok Monastery"
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I ported to Rhamcha's office after permission. We sat. I said "What
do you think of Eli?" He grinned really wide, and said, "I like him.
Love him, actually." I said "You would love ALL my people, because we
are good people, and know how to love." He said "Then I better get to
work. When are you going to bring them all over here?" I laughed, and
said, "Not so fast. There are other considerations. For instance, there
is a star empire which is ruled by Dark Adepts. When they find a child
with the potential to be better than them, they are murdered. We try to
rescue them. Rose is in charge of that. When they graduate from our
schools, they will help change how their empire is ruled. There are
other aggressive peoples who we monitor and keep from starting
interstellar wars. We protect Earth from those, and from other things.
And we operate and assist in schools. We are not many, so we all have
to do many things at the same time, with multiple mental processes. So,
you can't have all of us. We have work, really important work, to do.
In fact, in the next few weeks, I don't expect to have time to sleep.
What is night here, is day on the other side of the world. I do work
there, too." He said "Wow!" I said "Correct." He grinned.
I ported us to the grounds of the Katok Monastery. Immediately, a
Lama came out to greet us. I addressed him by name, and said, "We were
expected?" He said "There are few places remaining of those we thought
you would visit. We have been charting them." I said "Why?" He looked
confused. I said to Rhamcha, "Please tell me why they have done this."
He said "Because they thought of it." I bowed to him. The Lama was
impressed. We walked into a meeting hall. The Abbot was already there,
and standing on the stage. We went up there, and were seated on
cushions. After polite things, I said, "You have been charting my er,
travels. What conclusions have you drawn from that?" He said "That you
do not work randomly. You have very carefully chosen the order of them,
for multiple reasons which are not always apparent until after your
visit, and your effect on the people there has been analyzed." I said
"You have learned more." He said "Some things you do there you do not
choose in advance, but trust to your judgement at the time it is
needed. Your success with that is extremely impressive. You also
prepare very thoroughly when you are able to. Tashilhunpo showed us
that." I said "Did I prepare for my visit here?" He smiled and said, "I
don't know if I should hope so or not." I said, "Choose a page of your
120 volumes of the Sutras, and I will recite it." He said one, and
that's what I recited, while a Lama was busily trying to find it in a
book.
I said "About visualization. Interesting. Internal. What about
external?" He said "Applying it to others?" I said "And beyond." He
said "I see. What do we visualize for our country." I nodded. I said
"What is the purpose of visualization?" He said "There are many, but
the primary goal is to cause it to happen." I said "So, visualization
should precede effort, when it can?" He said "Yes. I see we have work
to do." I said "We all do. But when each does his best, in what he
knows best, the result is greater than the sum of the parts. With
proper coordination. Through visualization." He grinned really wide. He
said "With all our analyzing, we did not see this. You are indeed The
Master Teacher." I said "Well, I've got the title, so I might as well
do what it says." He and Rhamcha laughed.
The Abbot said "May I ask you a question?" I said "If you accept the
troubles my answers may cause you." He said "We know we must. What are
your next visits? I ask, because there is a break in your pattern."
Rhamcha looked very interested. I said "I prefer that the places I
visit not know that in advance, so they might have less of an
opportunity to completely manage what I er, encounter." He grinned and
said, "And I think for effect. One you might visit has become very
nervous about that possibility." I said "The last one was." He said
"And for a similar reason. Your lack of action itself, may precipitate
action." I said "Many things are possible. In cooking, there is
stirring the pot. And then turning the roast. Letting things fry, is
sometimes necessary, to achieve the best results. Does the food know
what will happen to it, and why? Not until the teeth of truth consume
it, and then it is gone. But the health of the body continues. But now,
we need to know, what is the food, and what is the cooking, and what is
the body, we are discussing. Or do we?" Rhamcha's mouth dropped open.
The Abbot looked vague eyed in concentration. Then he said, "That
requires more consideration." I grinned and said, "I know that." He
laughed. I said "May we have a tour?" He said "Please." We stood, and
had that tour.
At the end of the tour, I said, "You know I usually leave something I
create, behind me, for poking at the Chinese, but also something which
would be desired. And something different. I have an idea. May I
express it?" He said with great interest, "Please!" I said "Your
courtyard is uneven. The stones are of different heights, so as to trip
the unwary. If that is not intentional, I can do something about it."
He said "That would be very good. Some of us have been injured,
including myself, when carrying heavy things." I said "Now we discuss
the design. I can make the entire surface one unbroken material, or a
mosaic of some or many. I can use precious materials, and cost is not
relevant. For example, I can make it entirely of diamond. Even so it
would have words of the Sutras you could see in its depths. Or plain
white jade. Or multicolor stone, or stones. I could make sections of it
give you different feelings as you walk on them. I can make it always
be warm to the feet, or body, if you are tired and want to lie down on
it, and maybe stepped on by others less patient." He smiled at that,
and said, "I like your humor." I bowed. He said "Can you combine any of
those?" I said "Sure. But I should tell you that crystal is better than
diamond. More durable, and the Chinese aren't going to get samples off
of it, anyway. I protect my work." He said "But diamond has such a er,
shock value." I said "I agree, which is why I said it. How about a big
square of diamond in the middle, with something else surrounding it?"
He said "Yes, with jade the color of your clothes." I said "I would
have trouble arguing with that choice." He laughed.
I said "With your red and yellow buildings, it sure would make this a
VERY colorful place. Would you like designs in the jade?" He said "In
silver, I think so." I said "I like that. Text in the depth of the
diamond?" He said "Yes. Your choice of the Sutras." I said "It will
have a very slight pitch, to allow draining. I will create the illusion
of it now, so you can see how it would look. Yes, you can walk on it."
There were a lot of wows. The Abbot said, with tears in his eyes, "This
is beautiful! We don't deserve such a thing." I said "If that is so,
then work to deserve it in the future, with it here to remind you." He
said "That is wise. We will." I said "Then let us step off of it, so it
can become reality." We did, and I did it with a very fast
transposition, by porting out what was there, and porting in the
replacement, in a fraction of a second. I said "When you walk on the
diamond, you will feel peace and love. It will also glow in the dark,
so the text can still be read. All the stone will never feel cold to
your feet. It is done. Enjoy it with my love, which I give to you now."
I raised my arms and glowed, and wrapped them in my love. Then Rhamcha
and I bowed, and I ported us back to his office.
Rhamcha said "The cooking." I said "Was it overdone?" He smiled, and
said, "You will not tell me?" I said "Not this time. Some day you will
know what was intended. Yes, I know I'm frustrating. That's my job." He
tried not to smile, but my look at that, made him laugh. I said "You
can share what is in your crystal with Srinoy and Eli, which I would
like, and any others you choose." I rose and said, "Now I should be
doing more work on the other side of the world." He stood, and I hugged
him with all my love. I said "You really should take care of that!" He
laughed and said, "This I have not said before. I will." I said "That
should be interesting for all." I bowed, and ported away.
We had a very good two days at the recording studio The musicians
were impressed by the facilities, and the food, and by our work habits.
They were most impressed by my lending of my instruments to them. That
I did it, and at their quality, but they did have trouble believing I
made them all. We recorded each song in multiple versions, so the first
album will take longer than I had hoped. Chad is loving every second of
it, and I love that.
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