Stephen's Secure Blog #268
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 spring of year 7 of his special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #268 "Whacking Balls"
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On the way to the next hole, the Rabbi said, "Did it really happen
that way?" I said to him, "Do you really want to know?" He said "Yes,
please." I said "Sorry, no Red Sea. They were up in the Nile Delta,
building the new capital. To Egypt, they were not slaves, but skilled
contract laborers. In practical reality, and as the Children of Israel
saw it, they were slaves. Why they had to leave Egypt requires a lot
more time than we have, to explain it, but they crossed to Sinai, over
and through what was known as the Reed Sea. How that was done, I think
was more interesting and ingenious, than the other way." The Priest
said, "Please continue!" I said "It was Yeshua's idea. Joshua, in
English. We had people out in front matting down the reeds, which were
sometimes taller than our heads, so they lay across our path, so our
people and thick wheeled carts could travel over them without sinking
into the mud very much. We had another crew behind us, with wooden
rakes, changing the lie of the reeds to be parallel to our path, so the
narrow wheels of the Egyptian chariots would slip between the reads and
sink into the mud, and then cause the spokes to get hopelessly tangled
in the reeds. They didn't realize what we had done until it was too
late, and there wasn't anything they could do about it to catch us.
They actually had to abandon the chariots, and cut the horses loose,
and retreat, because of the frequent small tidal waves which were
happening at the time, because of volcanic activity in the
Mediterranean." They all said "Wow!"
The Imam said, "You tell it like you were there." I said, brightly,
"I noticed that." They laughed. I said "Our donkeys were much more
surefooted than their horses. Helped save our asses." They laughed. I
said "I just had to say that." More laughter. I said "We sent some
people to go back and take some of the horses. They would have drowned
if we hadn't. We saved as many as we could." The Rabbi said, "Amazing!
Such courage! Such ingenuity! I like to think that version is true,
more than the other one." The others agreed. The Priest said, "That is
one life you won't publish?" I said "Not under my name, no. Maybe not
at all, or at least not until after I pass. I'm building up a public
persona to help with my task to free Tibet. If it hadn't been for that,
the public would have never heard of me. I don't want the problems that
would cause, with who the public needs to see of me." The Rabbi said,
"Your task. Should I say it was an order?" I sighed, and said, "Yes. In
the ceremony where I gave my love to the world, I was er, elsewhere for
a fraction of a second. I came back with that order, and found I was
changed instantly. I had been blond and very pale skinned. I then
became as you see me now, and glowing. I tell you, this lead my people
to freedom gig, is getting a little old now!"
A bird lighted on my shoulder. A squirrel ran out of the woods and
scampered up my body, and settled on the other shoulder. To their still
shocked silence, I said "When I get emotional, animals like to come and
comfort me. It works, too." I said to the bird, "Will you sing for us?"
He did. I said "Thank you. Please go join your fellows now." He took
off and circled around me twice, and then flew off. I said to the
squirrel, "Thanks for the company. Please go play with your nuts now."
He ran down my arm, and jumped to the ground, and ran back to the
trees. I said to them, "I usually keep a broadcast of avoidance going,
or I would be covered in, well, not exactly feathers." They had to
grinned and said, "I would NOT tell that to a monkey." They all
laughed.
At the next tee, I said, "There are trees very close to the green. I
wonder if I can combine golf with billiards." The Priest said, "My turn
to say it. That is going to be very interesting." We laughed. That's
what I did, and the ball bounced off of a tree trunk, and hoped onto
the green, and rolled to the edge of the cup, and just sat there. The
announcer was amazed again. I yelled out to him, "If you want, you can
call that a TREEmendous shot." He laughed, and so did most of the
crowd. When we got to the green, I was asked to play it first. I said
"Right on the edge!" The caddy tried to give me the putter. I said
"Keep it for now. I'm going to try to scare that thing in." I went up
to it, and bent over, and yelled at it, "Boo!" And it fell into the
cup. There was laughter and applause.
On the way to the next tee, the Rabbi asked me, "There has been a
puzzle in the Torah, that has not been solved. Do you know what
Nephilim are or were?" I said "The time before Abraham has been all
mixed up, and combined with different happenings. Noah's flood, for
example, is a combination at least five entirely different floods. Yes,
there was a Noah. His real name was Noahas. He led the team which was
responsible for collecting and saving as many large animal species as
possible. Sometimes he did use boats." I told them the story of my
first life. I said "My friends did have sex with the mutated humans,
and believe me, they did NOT consider that a good time. We needed to
try to halt the mutations, and stabilize the line. They left before we
knew if they had been successful, leaving me all alone to carry on. It
could be them, Nephilim refers to." There were some wows. I said "I've
written books telling of that life, and they are being published as
fiction."
After the next hole, and going to the next tee, the Imam said, "Do
you know what became of those who left?" I said "Yes. The first ships
did reach their goal. They mostly regressed, and still blamed me for
the disaster, and today, she is considered the devil now. They
eventually built up their society again, and went out into space. Their
ships didn't have faster than light drives, so their interstellar trips
took a long time, in suspended animation. They came to Earth a number
of times, but I don't know if they mated with the humans. They found an
intelligent species they could enslave, on another world, which had an
advanced technology they wanted. Part of that allowed for a kind of
immortality. The Van decided to use that, to build new bodies and
transfer their souls to them, when their old bodies wore out. This
worked well for a little over ten thousand years. Then there were
errors in the process, and their new bodies weren't as good as they
were before, and their souls were becoming degraded, losing much of
their human emotions.
I said "They tried to conquer another planet, which had faster than
light spaceships, but that planet belonged to the Galactic Council,
which stopped them, and also freed their high tech slaves. The Van were
in trouble. They had lost the ability to reproduce sexually, and while
they could operate the machines they still had, they didn't understand
them, and couldn't repair them." I told them what they did to Earth and
other planets. Then we had to do more ball whacking. Walking to the
next tee, I continued. I told them what they looked like, and that some
Earth governments had their bodies and ships. I said "In my last
incarnation, I was captured by them at random, and woke up in their
station in the moon. I took it over, and escaped with serious injuries.
In this incarnation, I and my team put them all back on their planet,
and took away all their advanced tech, and put a force shield around
their planet, that nothing can get through. We know what they were
doing around the galaxy, because they kept good records."
I said "My friends who had stayed with me, and then left in one ship,
got lost. But, they did keep their records of what had happened. One of
their ships came here three years ago, not realizing they originally
came from here, and were very surprised by that. We intercepted them,
because they didn't have an invisibility system. We exchanged
information, and I went back with them to their Confederation, as an
Envoy and Ambassador, representing the three most important planets of
the GC. We did stop the start of a war, often, actually. Now they are
at peace. Oh, and the Atlana do remember me, and think of me as a hero
for saving the Earth, and even named their species after me. Their
general public doesn't know I used to be her, but their rulers sure do.
I gave their main museum a copy of her life. Some of that was released,
but not that it was from my memory. You don't have to believe any of
that. I wouldn't blame you if you dismissed it all. Some times I wish I
could. But then, my other species students remind me with their very
existence, how unusual my lives have been. Earth isn't ready to know
about all that yet. Someday in the future, when humanity has progressed
enough so that those on other planets won't look at us in horror, and I
don't mean for our appearance, they will know all about this, and more.
Yes, they have been watching us, and as of a few weeks ago, had an
official observation station on Earth. We sent them packing."
We were done, and I won the golf tournament. When we had a private
moment, I said to the others, "In your pocket is a crystal, which
contains a record of what we discussed, and many other things. To read
the information, touch it to your forehead. They are keyed to work for
only you three." They thanked me. Then we had the post game interview.
Most of the questions came to me. The announcer said, "How could you do
those impossible shots?" I said "Well, because I did them, a friend of
mine would say, maybe you should change what you think is impossible."
He was silent for a moment. I said "Considering something to be
impossible, causes people to either not try to excel, or to try to
prove that wrong. Which of those am I? Neither. I just do what I want
to, and think, 'Oh, that works, so what's next?'" My new friends
laughed. He said "Would you be available for another golf event?" I
said "I think I've tormented that defenseless little ball more than
enough. Let's let it rest." Some laughter. Then he asked each of us for
a final comment. They gave theirs, as blessings. For mine, I said in a
strange big voice, raising my arms and glowing, starting my broadcast
of love to the whole area, "May all you believe is holy, bless you with
their love and care. Thank you for allowing me to give you some moments
of pleasure, and my love. Farewell, my friends, till we meet again." I
bowed, and when I straightened up, I made my silvery disappearance act.
In my living room in Allguard, Hawk laughed almost hysterically,
trying to say, "You parted the water hazard!" Rose said, "And then you
said it didn't happen in the Bible! Priceless!" Chad said "Stephen! I
know you. What did you put in the crystals?" I said "Oh, just some
extra lives, and some movies and pictures of the Van and Atlana, and
the other people of the GC and Confed. They were nice, and put up with
my strangeness, so they deserved to have all that as a reward." Chad
said, "You know they are going to try to find all your books, and they
can't keep quiet about all of that, about their religions, at least." I
said "Sure. They will leak like a rotten boat. But slowly, and
carefully." Rose said, "Which is just what you want." Chad looked a
little surprised, and said, "That will change us, over the long hall."
I said "Is that a bad thing?" He said "I don't know. Probably not." I
said "At least you can't think up another sport to get me into." He
grinned and said, "Maybe." I jumped on him, and we wrestled around, and
Rose and Hawk joined in, and pretty soon we were making each other have
some really great orgasms. While we were resting, Hawk chuckled and
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