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Date: Mon, 09 Dec 2013 18:22:53 -0500
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Stephen's Secure Blog #262
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 17 in this story, in late Winter of year 7 of his special
school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #262 "Visit With a King"
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Hawk was set to show the Abbot who was going to be with me in the
private meeting with the King, my public meeting. I was watching the
preparations, and at the set time, and the signal, I did my silvery
porting appearance on the stage. The King was standing. We shook hands,
and I took that opportunity to give him some extra personal and healing
energy, and I wrapped him in my love. He had been warned, and so wasn't
completely surprised. He did look better. We said a lot of polite
things, and commented on my citizenship, and I expressed my love for
Thailand. Then the questions came.
"Do you have a home here?" I said "I have homes in any country where
there are Buddhist Monasteries. I think most of them will welcome me
whenever I ask for a place to sleep. Some already have. I have an
apartment in my Temple in Belize, and an apartment in the Temple in
Washington, DC, in the United States, but I travel a lot, and seldom
spend time in them. The world is much more interesting outside of them,
than inside them."
"How old are you?" I said "For me, that question is difficult to
answer simply. I remember my incarnations going back 74,000 years, with
total recall. In many of them, I died of old age. In some, I was
murdered. In a few, I was eaten by wild animals. In many, I was killed
in fighting duels and wars. In mind, I am all those things, young and
old. In body, I expect to have no noticeable change in it until I pass
on to my next existence. Unless it is imposed on me." He said "Please,
can you explain that last part?" I said "Before the ceremony in which I
gave my love to the world, I looked different than how I look now. My
hair was blond, and I had very pale skin, which was easily burned in
the sun, and I tell you, I did not like that at all. I thought a much
darker skin would be more sensible, like I used to have in most of my
lives. Well, something happened in that love giving thing, which is
difficult to explain in words. I was told by those beyond us to
accomplish the task they gave me, and to aide me in that, for some
reason I am not clear on, they changed my appearance instantly. The
amusing part of that is I wasn't aware they had done that, until later,
when I was told about it, from those who saw it happen. The task they
gave me is to free the former country of Tibet. I don't know if I like
the new hair color, but I'm very pleased with the new skin color. Hmm,
I think this is more information than you expected." Some muted
laughter. I grinned.
"You have given things, big things, to Tibet, but you have not given
similar things to Thailand. Can you explain why?" I said "Yes. My task
and goal is to free Tibet, and to make the country strong and
independent. Thailand is already all of that, and does not need such
help. Giving help where it is not needed, actually causes harm. Am I
correct that you would not want the help here, that I have very
noticeably given in China?" That caused an interesting reaction, to
which I gave a smile. I said "The major purpose for my er, projects in
Tibet and China was to help convince the Chinese government to pay
attention to what I was asking of them, and to do the right thing for
Tibet. Even then, I gave those things only to Temples and Monasteries.
What I have done to the military of China is something else. I may have
to do more, if added er, incentives are required. Now about the big,
part. Size isn't everything, except when you are trying to persuade
somebody. Real gifts are personal, such as the Golden Gem Buddha I gave
to the Temple in Chiang Mai, and the shield to the museum. True gifts
are not asked for, and come from the heart with love."
"Can you explain about your giving love?" I said "Who can explain
love? It is a feeling. The one thing you can give, that the more you
give, the more you have to give, and the more you receive in return. In
my previous life, and in this one, I have so much love in me that I
can't contain it. Love rules me, and is the source of who I am, and all
that I do. Simply put, I love, therefore I am." I said in a loud
strange and powerful voice, while glowing, "I AM LOVE!" Then in my
regular voice, "Sorry about that. When I discuss my love, that comes
from me and er, does that."
Silence for a while, then, "Are you a Bodhisattva?" I said "I
wondered if somebody would ask that today. I will answer it in a way
you will have to work with. My last two incarnations were intentional,
for which I had permission. Proof of the intention is that in those
lives I said what I was going to do, and did it. Some of those
witnesses are still alive, and know who I am. I am allowed to stay and
work to free Tibet, even though I should already have gone to the other
side. Those who can see my aura and understand something of it, know
that I shouldn't really be here, that my spirit is so big, it doesn't
completely fit in my body. They can see that I strain to stay in this
existence. This means that this is my last life. I will not
reincarnate. If you review the various definitions of what a
Bodhisattva is, and there are many, you will see for yourself whether
or not I could be one, in accordance with your own beliefs. I am not
able to lie, so I will not tell you I am not a Bodhisattva. But, I will
not tell you I am. If you need to know it, you must decide that for
yourself. As for me, I don't care much for labels. I am Stephen. I am
love. That is all who I am. Well, there is something else you can do.
If you want to, you can ask any Abbot of any Temple or Monastery in the
world who has met me, their opinion. A word or advice, though. It
doesn't make any difference either way. We all are who we are. How we
think of that, in all the ways we can, will not change that. We are all
unique beings, not labels. To me, we are all equal in love. There is no
status, no wealth, no position of power, no authority in love. There is
only love for all, and are are equal in love."
More extended silence. I said to the King, "I think they are afraid
of what I will say next. I wonder about that, myself." He laughed, and
I grinned.
"Do you support our form of government?" I said "Do you mean, a
Representative Constitutional Monarchy?" He said "Yes." I said
"Different countries do better and worse with different kinds of
government. For Thailand, I think the form of government as it is
today, is the best we can hope for in this imperfect world, and should
be supported. I will support the Monarchy as long as it continues to be
in the best interest of the People of Thailand, which I think it is
now, and probably will be for the extended future." There was a buzz of
comment.
I said to the King, "I think you might not have a problem with that."
He grinned and said, "Not in the least!" I said "I'm glad it pleases
you, but that had no part of forming my opinion. I must be fair, and I
am not able to lie." He said "I respect that." I said "You do me great
honor." He said "It was mine. What are your plans for the future?" I
said "I will continue my work for Tibet. And to keep that in the minds
of the people of the world, and very much a specific country we know
of, I will be making books, music, art, and probably some trouble. Oh,
I see there is another question. May I answer it?" He nodded.
"Do you have students?" I said "All I meet are my students. I know
that because they often say that to me, and say that I teach with
everything I do. I don't have the time now to have personal students,
but some of those I have had in the past, do have personal students,
and are actively teaching. They will be doing a lot of that in Tibet,
when it is free. Some in Tibet have expressed great anticipation for
that. I confess to having some excitement about that, myself. Sharing
is good."
"Do you believe in sex?" That caused a lot of comment. I said
"Absolutely I believe in sex! I think it was really great my parents
did it, so I can be here and say that." I grinned to all the laughter.
Then I said, "I think that is all that needs to be said about that."
"Do you think China will give Tibet its freedom?" I said "In one form
or another, yes, China WILL create a free Tibet. I will not fail in my
task. How China survives that, is the only real question. The more they
resist my request, the more they will lose of what they would need to
keep their country together. If they will help Tibet, I will help them.
Some in the Chinese government know that. I hope that becomes a
majority, soon."
"Have you been to other planets?" I said "I think the planet we have
now, is the best for us, and we should make every effort to keep it
healthy and beautiful. In the future, when we do go out to the stars,
we will want our home to show our good qualities to those of all the
other worlds out there, who we will want as friends and partners in
advancing all of us in spirit and love. I may not be here then, but I
will be watching that with pride, from wherever I am, and with
overwhelming love for all."
We were given the signal that the event was over. We rose, and shook
hands. I turned to the audience and glowed. I raised my arms, and said
in a strange and powerful voice, "May all you believe is holy, bless
you with their love and care. Please accept the gift of my love.
Farewell, my friends, till we meet again." I wrapped them all in my
love, including the King. I bowed, and when I straightened up, I made
my silvery disappearance act, porting away.
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Grant
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