Stephen's Secure Blog #271
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 #271 "Talking to CNN"
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At a meeting, Chad said, "60Minutes is screaming for you. So is
got poked. Hawk laughed. Chad said "I've received some proposals for
you do to a reality TV show." I said "Me, and a reality they would
accept? Impossible." Hawk laughed again, and said "Right!" Rose poked
him. Chad said, "CNN wants you, too. But on something you might
consider. Religion." I said "Shoot." He transferred the info to all of
us. I said "I don't like it. Not a debate, and not live. I don't trust
their editing. I want to talk to them about that." Rose said, "Will
they want to talk to you off the record?" I grinned and said, "If I
don't tell them in advance that I have no intention of being in their
show." Hawk said "Nasty. Do it!"
Chad called them, and said I would be willing to discuss their idea
with them, and in person, if they wanted to. At the time set, I ported
to the meeting room. I was introduced to the producer and an assistant.
We sat. I said nothing. They fidgeted. I grinned, and they laughed. I
said "Would you like to discuss things with me in my capacity as an
athlete, a professor of psychology, physics, and education, an
experiential historian, or as an odd kind of religious leader?" That
floored them. I said "If you have the feeling that you've bitten off
more than you can chew, I hope you've had your shots." They had to
laughed some more. The producer said, "We are trying to put together a
series on religion. The beginnings, the history, the principles, and
how they work in modern life." I said "In regard to which country?" He
nodded, and said, "That is one issue."
I said "And there are different denominations and traditions, some of
which are in actual physical war with each other." He said "That, too."
I said "And, many of the ways religions are currently observed and
practiced, are in direct opposition to the ideas and the wills of the
founders, most of whom had absolutely no intention of founding a new
religion." He said "Could you explain that?" I said "The Buddha was a
teacher. He explained how a person could improve himself and achieve
spiritual greatness. Nowhere did he say that people should pray to or
worship him, and he would be horrified that many Buddhists actually do
that to him. And to statues of him, which is in direct opposition to
his teachings. Jesus did not intend to start a new religion. He wanted
to reform the one he already was a part of. The same with Martin
Luther. Muhammad didn't intend his letters he asked to be written for
him, to be made public. When they were, he was forced to defend his
beliefs, which snowballed, if that could be said in the desert."
I said "As a special note, it wasn't until the First Council of
Nicaea, also called the First Ecumenical Council, in 325AD, that what
Jesus was, was decided. Was he the actual son of God, or a figurative
son, like all Jews believed themselves to be? It was done by VOTING!
Yes, an actual vote, and it was manipulated, too, because it was even,
at first. A fist decided it. Santa Claus punched out the leader of
opposition, who didn't attend the next meeting for the vote, because of
nursing a broken nose. Oh, I mean Saint Nicholas, Bishop of Myra. He
was a big intolerant bully, who didn't like anybody, and violently
disliked people who disagreed with him. He had absolutely no sense of
humor. Jesus would have been absolutely opposed to being thought of as
an actual son of God. He would have considered that blasphemy. The
Greeks and Romans at that time didn't know that when Jesus referred to
himself as a son of God, and that God was his Father, ALL Jews, which
Jesus was, thought of and discussed God that way. It was a language
issue, mostly. So, much of what Christians believe now, is based on a
willful ignorant misunderstanding, and a punch on the nose. Oddly, all
this is actually known today, and readily available to the public.
Well, except for the characters of the principles."
I said, "The Vatican knows more, that isn't public. One more thing.
His name wasn't Jesus. That's not a Hebrew name. It's been through too
many translations from the original Yeshua, which in English, is
Joshua. Actually, that's what largely contributed to his crucifixion.
The original Joshua is still revered as the greatest Jewish general.
Just ask the dead of Jericho. They were desperately looking for a
messiah, to free them from the Romans. They made the connection to the
religious teacher Joshua, and the past general with the same name, and
expected him to be another military general who could beat the Romans.
Even though Jesus wasn't like that, some Jews still wanted to believe
he was, and they made trouble. The Romans didn't feel like taking
chances, and especially not during Passover in dramatically overcrowded
Jerusalem. They didn't want a riot, and so got rid of him. Oh, have I
said too much?"
After he recovered, He said "No, not at all!" I said "So, what else
do you want to know?" He said "How do you know so much about
religions?" I said "I remember my past incarnations, going back 74,000
years, in total recall. I've been IN most religions, and even helped
make some. And I can read all books in a room, without even looking at
them, in less than a second. Oh, and I never lie. Want proof, just
ask." He said "Wow!" I said "I hear that a lot." He almost strangled. I
said "You still haven't said exactly what you want me for." He said "We
were going to ask you about Buddhism." I said "Why pick on, er pick
me?" They smiled. He said "We were told you know more about all the
different kinds than anybody else." I said "Who told you? Don't worry,
I don't believe in revenge." They laughed. He said, "Practically
everybody we asked, told us." I said "Did they tell you I would
actually talk to you?" He looked like he didn't want to answer. I
grinned. He looked really embarrassed. I said "Do you know of my most
er, popular title?" He said "Yes. The Master Teacher." I said "And how
many teachers like to have their words edited?" He thought a little,
and said, "I never thought about that, specifically, but I see where
this is going. You are very precise in your meaning. Change one word,
and your meaning could be changed, and you don't want that attributed
to you." I said "Yes. Teaching is in context. Remove that context, and
what is left can be very damaging. It's bad enough for politicians who
deliberately talk in sound bites, in very simple ideas. Alright, stupid
ideas. Complicated abstract thought is MUCH more sensitive to tiny
changes in expression."
I said "I will not act as your authority on any religion. However
there is something I can do for you. I can act as a consultant,
credited, if you want, and verify what you are told, and maybe add some
useful things. I will not go on camera. Network news magazine people
might have heart attacks if I favored you over them." He said "Would
you?" I said "Didn't I just offer you something?" He said "And if we
expect you to be this funny." I said "I hear that a lot, too. The Dalai
Lama is funny, too. So was The Buddha. Joy does that. And most of all,
love." He said "I know about the Dalai Lama, but I didn't know The
Buddha was funny." I said "Those who wrote down his lessons, chose not
to encourage less respect by including his humor." He said "How do you
know this?" I said "Past lives, remember? No, I wasn't him, but I did
hear him." He took that in, and then said, "Were you Jesus?" I said
"No, I wasn't. Naturally I was living around the time that he was,
though, and did hear him speak. I don't want to remember that life, or
the one right after it. Bad times, bad endings." He said "Were you
other people who are in the Bible?" I said "Yes, but I prefer to avoid
telling people that. I really dislike being called a liar. More so,
because I am unable to lie." He said "Disappointing, but I understand."
I said "How well do you know the Torah, or the Old Testament?" He
said, "Very well, and in Hebrew." I addressed him in that language, and
he said, "I think that is something like Hebrew, but I can't make it
out." I said "It is, but ancient." He said "Wow! You are a treasure
trove of languages, too. PLEASE archive that as much as you can." I
said "I already have. Some of it will be released in about fifteen
years. I'll give you this. My appearance now, isn't what it used to be.
In the ceremony where I was moved to give my love to the world, I left
it for a fraction of a second. When I came back, it was with a task to
free some people, and my blond hair and pasty white skin were instantly
changed to what you see of me now, and I glowed. There were a lot of
witnesses. I tell you, this leading people to freedom gig is getting a
little old!" He said in surprise and reverence, "I understand, and why
you don't name names. But I have to say, I'm inclined to believe it." I
nodded. I said "Contact me for the consulting gig, if you want to, when
you have something which wants my er, fingers on it." He said "I think
we would be foolish not to." I grinned and said, "Decide on that, based
on the results." He grinned back.
be finished with that project?" He said "We work fast. Probably less
than a month." I said "Timing might be right. If you want to do a tour
worry about passports and visas. I'll take care of the transportation.
You won't want to do live in the daytime there, because of the time
difference, and absolutely nothing interesting happens at night. Well,
not outside of bedrooms." He laughed. I said "But I can arrange a live
hookup if you want it, and a cell phone and internet relay, too. And
arial shots, for those with strong stomachs." He said, "I won't be on
those. I don't do well with heights." I said "I understand. There is
one problem with my transportation. Tibet is VERY high in altitude. I
suggest you spend a day or two in Denver, before going to Tibet, and
you will need to stay in Tibet until the shoot is over. No going home
for lunch, or you could get sick. I will provide all accommodations at
no cost to you. One more thing. Those with motion sickness, which I had
in my last incarnation, will need to have some medication which I can
provide, before transporting." He said "Right. I understand." I said
"If you are going to use a talking head, I would like to get to know
that person before the shoot." He said "I understand." I said "Do you
need a recording of this conversation?" He said "It would be helpful.
Did you make one?" I said "I have total recall, and can copy memories
onto playable media." He said "Wow!" I said "Don't overuse that, or
someday it won't come when you call it." They laughed.
I said "Have you heard of psychometry?" He said "Yes. Reading
impressions from objects. Oh, I think I see. You can put them in, in a
way the average person can read?" I said "You're sharp. I like that!"
He was embarrassed. I did the silvery sphere trick, and in my hands was
a light blue carved sapphire Star of David on a gold chain. I said "I
I don't know how to thank you enough!" I said "Then I'll tell you.
First, to read it, put it to your forehead. You will see the index
first. It is set to only work for you. Please keep it a secret, and the
extra information in it, too." I stood, and so did they. I gave it to
him, and said "You can thank me by being a good person, to others and
yourself. Love, and give love. Here is mine." I glowed and raised my
hands, and wrapped them in my love, and said, "May all you believe is
holy, bless you with their love and care. Farewell, my friends, till we
meet again." I bowed, and when I straightened up, I made my silvery
disappearance act.
Another meeting. Chad said "I didn't think of that one. Great idea!"
I said "I did think of it, but didn't want what the regular
entertainment networks would do to it. I didn't think CNN would be
interested, but they did seem like they might be, this time, so I
offered." Rose said "I think it's a great idea, too, but you're going
to have a problem keeping them focused on Tibet, and not on you." Hawk
said, "Right, with all those spectacular things you made, reminding
them of you." I said "Absolutely. How would you start that?" Rose said
We all laughed. She said "Yes, I should have seen that. Not just a
situation manager, but the Master of them, the best." I said "Well, I
was raised and taught by the best, in my last incarnation, and I've had
a lot of practice since then." She said "With all those lives, and that
intelligence, you have to be the best." I said with a Brooklyn accent,
"It couldn't hoit." I got poked and tickled.
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