Stephen's Secure Blog #277
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 #277 "Radioactive"
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I sent an image to the Abbot's office in Shalu, and said "Greetings.
May I exchange some words with you?" He said "Please. I would be
honored." I said "I'm using this projection, because my aura appearing
here would attract too much attention, from the very people I would
like to ask about." He grinned, and said, "You are asking for a
progress report?" I said grinned and said, "I sure am!" He said
"Progress is fantastic! And in all the ways you have intended. Splidnt
is teaching as much at night, as he is during the day, to extremely
enthusiastic students, who haven't felt this young and alive in years."
I said, "Does this include yourself?" He grinned really wide, and said,
"It does!" I said "How do you feel about all this, in general, for your
people, for Shalu, and for Tibet?" He said "Your teaching methods are
VERY effective, and well liked, even though some of it is painful, and
tiring. We are not just progressing in abilities, but also in
understanding, and even in enlightenment, more than we ever dreamed it
could be possible. And in so short of a time! I think we are blessed
for this opportunity, and I think it can only make Shalu better, and
will truly make our country the center of real learning for the entire
world, just as you have said." I said "I think that means you approve
of this?" He laughed, and said, "Absolutely!" I said "The people who
Splidnt is teaching, are progressing faster than those at Sera, even
though they had more preparation there. If this continues, Shalu may
indeed be the center for psychic learning, by providing teachers to
other Monasteries." That really got his attention. I said "Not that you
laughed loudly.
I said "I will inform Zander, his teacher, of how well Splidnt is
doing. Then we might decide to bring other interesting people to Tibet.
You should be grateful you didn't have one with scales to get personal
with." He laughed, and said, "Very grateful. Thank you very much." I
said "I think Splidnt is not having a bad time, either. Take care. I
should be going and doing less interesting things." He laughed, and we
said our farewells. I did tell Zander of Splidnt's success, and he will
start exploring the possibility of using more of his students in Tibet.
One of my remote processes sounded an alarm. I ported to Haibei
Prefecture in China, which was going to be a part of Tibet. There was a
convoy of special trucks stopped in the road. I ported to be in front
of them, and called out, "Who is in charge of this convoy?" A man came
to me, and said, "I am. Who are you?" I said "I am Stephen." He said
"I've never heard of you. Why are you here?" I said "I am here to tell
you that radioactive material is not allowed in any part of Tibet,
which includes the provence you are trying to enter." He said "That's
not true! There are storage facilities in Tibet for this waste." I said
"Now there are not. I have removed them, and all weapons factories,
too. There are no unapproved radioactive materials in any area of
Tibetan culture. If you wish to take a car in, and look for yourself,
you may, but your cargo will not be permitted. There is a force barrier
in place which will prevent it." He said "You're crazy! " I grinned and
said, "That's always a possibility, but this you can verify for
yourself. Hmm, tell me, have you heard of the submarines in the
square?" He said "I have, but I don't believe it." I said "You should.
They are there. I know. I put them there." He said "You're under
arrest!" I said "For what?" He said "For putting the submarines in the
square." I said "You are arresting me for something you don't believe
happened, and you call ME crazy?" He laughed, and said, "I admit that
sounded very stupid. So you really did that?" I said "Yes, and while I
was in conference with the President in his office. Other people were
there, too. And THEY didn't arrest me, although some did try to kill
me. I think they didn't succeed." He laughed.
He said "I will test what you say, but I think I will discover you
are correct. That creates a large problem for me. I have to put this
somewhere." I said "Can you contact your supervisor and ask?" He said
"Not from here." I said "I can help you with that. Who is he, and where
is he?" He gave me the information. I sent a projection to that office,
and had a projection going for the transport agent, so he could see
what was happening, and said, "I am Stephen. Your people are trying to
bring radioactive material into Tibet. I will not allow it. And, there
are no places for it, because I have removed them." He said "You are he
who made those miraculous things in Tibet, and put the submarines in
the square?" I said "I am." He said "I was not informed that you had
removed our facilities." I said "I should have put that on YouTube.
Then you would know." He laughed, and said, "For knowledge of
unpleasant things the government is reluctant to admit, that is our
only recourse. But now we have a problem. We have nowhere to put those
items." I said "I could tell you that is not my problem, but I think I
should be more helpful to such pleasant people. If you don't mind." He
said with interest, "What do you offer?" I said "I could remove all the
radioactive containers from your transports, and drop them into a star.
Then the convoy could go back to where they came from, mission
accomplished in a different way." He said in surprise, "Into a STAR?" I
said "Did you think my method of instantly transporting people and
things is limited to just one planet?" He said "Wow!" I said "I hear
that a lot." They laughed.
He said "I do not have the authority to agree to your proposal, but I
think trying to get permission for that could take a very long time.
However, we have to resolve this issue now. Please do as you have
offered." I said "It is done. Your transport officer may check." I said
to him, "If you speak, he will hear." He said "Sir, I will check." Ten
minutes later, he said, "It is all gone!" The supervisor said, "Did you
check for residual radiation?" He said "I did. Nothing above normal
background level." The supervisor said, "Then you may return, mission
completed. Stephen, thank you for your assistance. I am not able to
officially approve of what you are doing and what you did, but on a
personal level, I wish you well." I bowed and said, "I thank you, and
commend you on your intelligence and courage. Please accept my love." I
gave it to him, and after saying farewell, I stopped the projection. I
said to the convoy officer, "So, who's crazy now?" He laughed, and
said, "In this crazy world, we ALL are." I said "I like that. Good
answer. Please accept my love." I gave him and all his people my love,
and then ported away.
In a full Guardian policy meeting I told them about what I had done
in Tibet. I said "Storage of radioactive waste is becoming a bigger
problem all the time. Should we do something about that?" Ichi said "I
want to." They agreed. I said "How to do it, and exactly what, is the
real problem. I think in the future, spent fuel rods will be a very
valuable commodity. I don't know why, but that makes me reluctant to
remove those things from the countries who put so much work into making
them. But contaminated waste, we can remove without a problem.
Comments?" Pete said "Put the fuel on Mars, labeled by country. Other
waste into the sun, or another star." That had full agreement. Then we
worked out how to offer that service. They would inform the various
governments, while I would tell the Chinese. I said "One more thing. I
would like us to offer to accept for disposal, atomic weapons, too.
They are still trying to decommission some in Russia." That met with
agreement, too.
I sent an image to the office of the Chinese President, and said,
"Greetings. Something happened near Tibet, that has caused my people to
agree to provide an important service to the world. Would you be
available to discuss this?" He grinned, and said, "No, but let's do it
anyway." I ported in, and we sat. I told him about the incident at the
border, and how it was resolved. Then I told him what we planned to
offer to the various countries. He shouted excitedly, "We accept!" I
said "I'm not bargaining, but you are the first country to know of
I gave him papers which listed the specifications of the proposal,
which were mostly about packaging and temporary storage. I said "We
will only transport large containers which are properly sealed, and do
not leak radiation. Contaminated waste is to be separate from spent
fuel, and actual radioactive isotopes. The sooner you get this going,
the sooner you will have it gone, and the better we all will like it.
The Guardians of Earth need to do this FOR the Earth, before we all
start glowing in the dark." He said "I agree, and can't thank you
enough. You are not asking money for this service?" I said "We don't
need money, but we did consider asking for some, as a penalty for
sloppiness. But for the sake of the world economy, we decided not to.
Just remember, this is all a secret. Top level government need to know,
secret. You can tell them I'm doing all the work, because I'm visible,
and at first, that will be mostly true, until we work out the process,
so it can continue after I am no longer alive." He said "Your death. Do
you know when that will be?" I said "Probably when I choose it. I can't
be killed, or get sick, so it will either happen by accident if I do
too much, and accidentally slip over, or when I decide to go." He
nodded.
He said "Why don't your people need money?" I said "We have a lot of
businesses which earn a lot. We use that money for charities and
disaster relief, and for education. I do that with what I earn out
among the stars, too. I have made billions in sports competitions
there, and will be making much more with the sale of the giant Van
starships. Personally, here on Earth, I'm making a lot of money selling
my music, books, and art. I don't need money. I'm doing it for charity.
Mostly for Tibet. My live performances are charging a thousand dollars
a ticket, and on the black market, they sell for much more. I like
that. The rich have too much already." He laughed. Then he went
serious, and said, "Do you think it's your love they are really paying
for?" I said "Possibly, but I make sure they get their money's worth in
entertainment. But you do bring up a point. In a few years, I plan to
have a world tour, packing stadiums all over, giving my individual love
to as many people as I can. Unfortunately, we will have to charge in
advance for that, because if it were free, thousands, maybe millions of
people would die in the crush." He said "I understand, but I do have
the urge to share with the world, the love I've had from you." I said
"That IS love, and what it does."
I said "Has there been any progress on the Tibet issue?" He said "The
proposal was easy, except for the consequences." We grinned. He said
"It's drafting new laws and regulations, that is slowing things down.
The National People's Congress is not happy with the Standing
committee, which usually sets the policy. And the Standing Committee is
not happy at having to work hard with the new changes, and the
Politburo, which you have met here, is suspected of being too, er,
influenced by you." I said "Well, I tried." He said "That's not exactly
what I mean. As of your last visit with them, they are changed. They
are more happy, and even loving. The others don't understand it, and
are suspicious." I said, "Could some of that be caused by personal
jealousy?" He said in surprise, "I had not thought about that. They do
look and act younger and more energetic. Perhaps if you offered to
appear before the entire Congress?" I said "I wondered when you would
want to expose me to that shooting gallery." He laughed, and said, "I
thought you would have called them a wolf-pack." I said "Reserved for
later use, depending on how hungry they look." He laughed. I said "I
will not respond to questions, but I agree to give a short speech, and
bless them with my love. Give me a list of proposed times, and I'll fit
it into my schedule. You might consider telling them to be on their
best behavior, or the world will see if they are not." He grinned and
said, "As expected."
I said "Would you like recordings of my performances?" He said
"Absolutely!" I said "They are in this crystal. You put it to your head
to read the instructions. It will only work for you, and if another
person touches it, it will then become an ordinary crystal. This is one
of the teaching methods we are going to bring to Tibet." He said "We
really want to be associated with that!" I said "Naturally." I stood,
and we bowed and said farewell, and I ported away. I dropped some
memory cards on his desk, but they did not contain any reference to the
crystal.
I told Chad about the meeting. He grinned at the omission in the
recordings, and said, "You like frustrating him, don't you." I said
"No, but I don't decline to be amused." He laughed, and we hugged.
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