Stephen's Secure Blog #260
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, after the Winter holidays of year 7 of his
special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #260 "Thai PM"
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After the third concert in Thailand, we had a meeting in the staging
room, while they were clearing out the main hall. The Prime Minister
was there. I said to him, "Does this mean I have to pay taxes here
now?" He looked surprised, and said, "I don't know. Do you make any
money here?" I said "Er, you mean like tonight?" He said "Oh, that's
right." I said "Well, yes and no. The show made money, but as donations
to a charity. I don't need money, so everything I do in the rest of my
life which earns it, goes to charity." He looked even more surprised,
and said, "You don't need money?" I said "Er, how much is that shield
worth, that I gave to the museum?" He said "Oh! I guess you don't." I
said "Chad, how much have we brought in from the gallery events?" He
said "Over three million dollars." I said to the PM, "You could say I'm
in the distribution of wealth business. The useless rich give me money
they don't need, and I put it to good use to help people. The rich get
pleasure in listening to good music, and owning good art, and the warm
fuzzy feeling from helping people, and poor and abused people get some
help. What could be better? I get to help everybody!" He laughed in
amazement, and so did some others. One said, "And what do the Chinese
get?" I said "Ulcers." They laughed. I said "And they learn to become
better people. There is some more work to do with that. But don't tell
their military." More laughter.
The TV director said to me, "Your manager said we could air the
floating instrument piece in two days. I was surprised by that." I said
"I think you're asking if I agreed to that. We always agree on what
we're doing with this phase of my fame building for my goal. That er,
situation wasn't something I planned to do, because I didn't know I
could do it. Incidentally, it shows I don't need an orchestra to play
with me now, which saves time and money. I don't have to spend a month
to teach them my music. It also means I might not be doing these kinds
of concerts anymore." Chad said "But we think, after this concert airs,
Stephen might be invited to be a guest conductor with some major
symphony orchestras. He might even go on tour, even though he won't
want to." I said "Right. I don't like any of this. I don't want to be
famous, or even known by anybody but my friends. It's not good for the
other performers who can't hope to equal me, and it's not good for the
public to know somebody as powerful as I am, even exists. There are a
lot of people like that man who tried to kill me today. The
psychological reasons for that are VERY common, even if they are not
expressed exactly that way. So, when Tibet is free, I will retire from
public life. I know what you're feeling. I don't throw away friends."
Hawk said "Would make a big pile." We laughed.
The TV station manager said, "You know the citizen ceremony went on
the air live." I said "Yes I do know that. Did you have my permission?"
He said "Er, no. I apologize for that." I said "I was aware of your
intention. I could have blocked the signal. I allowed it to happen. You
owe me for that." He said "I understand, but I don't have anything more
to give you than what I would already do willingly." I grinned and
said, "I know." He laughed. One said "Do you expect China to free
Tibet?" I said "That could depend on what you mean by free. In any
case, I avoid expecting. Even if they tell me they will do it, there is
no certainty it will happen by their own decision, because all those in
power could be replaced in less than an hour. But, however it happens,
Tibet will be as free as it wants to be. That, I intend to happen. I
don't know when, or by which available method, but it WILL happen. Then
the work really begins! Freeing a country is the easy part. Building
that country, is the tough part."
The PM asked to speak with me privately. We moved off, and I
whispered, "Just how private do you want this to be?" He said "As
private as possible. I said "I don't think you actually want that, my
house on another planet." He grinned and said, "I would! I'll tell my
assistant, and give him something to worry about." I nodded, and he did
that. His assistant watched as we ported to my living room. I said "I
would show you the city I built, but although it's beautiful at night,
you should see it in the daylight first. Would you like a tour?" He
did, and I showed him everything. During it, I said, "I host Guardians
from all over the Galaxy, here. Some of them are a little too full of
themselves, so I built this to impress them. And as another art
project." He was very impressed. I know, because he said, "I'm very
impressed." I bowed.
We sat in the living room, and I asked, "What would you like to talk
about, that you think I won't agree with?" He laughed. He said "You
really are too smart." I said "Actually, I'm not smart enough. If I
were, I would have avoided this." He laughed again. I said
"Succession." He said "Yes. It will be soon, judging by what I know." I
said "And?" He said "There are groups and factions that prefer one of
his children over another, and even grandchildren." I said "And no
monarch at all." He said "Yes. What is your opinion on all of that?" I
said "If I had one, would you expect me to give it to you?" He said "I
was hoping." I said "You might not like it." He said "I expect not to
like anything about this." I said "Well said. Then, let me ask YOU. If
somebody who acted just like the King has, could be the next Monarch,
would you think that would be best for your country?" He said "Yes." I
said "Do you think that is possible?" He said "I don't know." I said
"And that's the problem, for you, and all of Thailand; the
uncertainty." He said "Yes." I said "You face the conflicts of all who
go through successions. I can't help you there. Even if I examine all
the candidates for moral and intellectual excellence, I cannot predict
how they will behave on the job. Reality changes people much more than
theory. All of them will test their power. Some of that will be
disruptive. The results of that will play a large role in how they
handle the rest of their tenure. There is another issue. The current
King owns a lot, and is VERY rich. Inheritance, no matter what happens,
can be very contentious, and that alone can destabilize the economy."
He smiled ironically, and said, "I am asking you for advice, not more
problems." I said "I don't do miracles. I make things with science and
art, and I'm pretty good with religion, but I can't really change who
people are, and wouldn't if I could. You don't want just advice. You
I interrupted with, "I did not." He looked confused. I said "As a
visiting Abbot, after their own Abbots had to resign, I presided over
and verified the selection of new Abbots, who were voted for by the
candidates for that position, themselves, as is normally done. I was
there for that, because I er, helped the previous Abbots to resign in
such a way as they were not considered fit to name their successors. On
one occasion, the very old Abbot had waited for me for years, and died
soon after I went to see him, a very happy man. Well, I was his first
teacher in a previous life. I hope to meet him again in his new life,
before I leave mine. But, I probably could have made an Abbot if I had
wanted to, but I can't want to. Ethics. People who have to live with
that kind of choice, should be the ones who choose. However, there
MIGHT be something I can do for you. I can check for mental and
physical defects, the same as I and my associates do for your police
when requested. IF they agree to it. Even that poses a problem. Who, in
good ethics, should know the results?"
He said "I see there are more issues involved than I had thought of."
I said "There usually are. That's what makes life interesting." He
almost laughed. I said "The King's choice is known. If it doesn't
am reluctant to tell you about me. Ready for what might be something of
a shock?" He nodded, wondering. I said "This is my second voluntary
incarnation. For my previous one, I deliberately chose the most
intelligent child on Earth. For this incarnation, I chose my own great
grandson, also the most intelligent and powerful child. I had good
reasons, and was allowed to delay my joining those who allowed it. Do
you understand where this is going?" He said in awe, "What that man
said you were not, you actually are?" I said "I fit the various
definitions of that, yes. But more. I REALLY shouldn't be here. I am
just too big to stay in a body. All who know about these things, who
see my aura, know that. I have to resist the pull to the other side so
much, I actually did go there by accident when I gave my love to the
world. I was helped back at my strong request, and given the task to
free Tibet. They still poke me every so often, mostly to annoy me. They
think it's funny. The Adepts around me, sense it, and are awestruck.
Chad and Rhamcha can tell you about that. Soon, I will not be able to
resist the pull, and will be gone. I will not reincarnate. I estimate
fifteen more years is all I have left. Ironic, that my current body
could live for 500 years, if I actually stayed in it. So, I will not be
available to watch anybody in this life, for very long."
He said "Wow!" I said with a grin, "Soon enough, I won't be able to
hear that. I won't miss it." He had to smile. I said "My friends have
insisted that I do as much art, and record as much music, as I can
before I go, so it isn't lost to the world. We didn't know I was going
to have to make that public during my lifetime. I do NOT want to be
worshiped. No mature person would. The Buddha wouldn't want that. He
told me so! Er, you can forget I said that." His jaw dropped in
complete astonishment. I said, "Alright, I knew him in a past life. I
gave him space in my orchard to teach from. I paid much more attention
at the time, to what I earned from that, than what he taught. It amused
him. I did change my mind about that, much later, which I suspected he
knew would happen. Rhamcha was with me when that was confirmed."
I said "I think you got much less than you hoped for from me, and
more than you ever imagined. At least I didn't bore you." He had to
laugh. I said "I suggest you not tell anybody about what I told you. It
could cause problems if they don't believe you, and worse problems if
they did." He said "I understand that." I said "But it's entirely your
choice. Does the King know you love him?" He said "I don't know. I do
love him, but I have not actually told him." I said "How do you feel
about his son?" He said "I respect him, but I don't know him well." I
nodded. I said "Something different. If you would learn a language in
an instant, what would it be?" He said "I would improve my English." I
said, "Would you like for me to give that to you now?" He said "I know
you wouldn't do anything to harm me. Yes, please." I said "If this were
a new language, it could take a month to settle in. But, being just an
addition, it will take about a week, and you will notice a difference
before that. Now, actually."
He said in English, "That's amazing. I do notice a difference! Thank
you!" I said "You're welcome. I wish I could give you more. Does the
King know about me?" He grinned, and said, "Yes he does, and finds what
you do in Tibet, and with the Chinese, very interesting and amusing." I
said "If you told him the truth about me, would he want me to visit
him?" He was surprised, and then thoughtful. Then he said, "Yes! I know
he would. But how to arrange it? Public or private?" I said "What we
would discuss would be private. More so than between you and I. That we
are meeting, well, I don't know if that should be kept from the public,
or the rest of his family. They might object to it, or insist on being
present. There is danger, too. What if he should die in my presence?"
He said "I must think about that." I said "Absolutely!" He had to
smile, and said, "You're amazing!" I said "I've been called worse." He
said "That's what I mean. You can be so many things above us, but your
humor makes you more human than any of us." I said "A small correction.
I am love. Friendship and humor are part of love, and that is human." I
stood and glowed, and opened my arms. He stood, and came into them, and
I hugged him with all my love.
I had to help him keep standing. Then he said, "Wow!" I said, "I
can't argue with that." He laughed, mostly in reaction. I said, "You
know how to contact me if you want to be astounded some more." He
giggled. I said "Ready to return? Before your assistant chews off all
his fingernails?" He laughed, and nodded. We ported back to the staging
room at the hotel. His assistant was very glad to see him. The PM
caught me checking out his fingernails, and practically laughed his
head off. My grinning didn't much help him to stop.
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