Stephen's Secure Blog #278
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 #278 "At the People's Congress"
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I met with the President of China in a ready room of the Great Hall
of the People. I said "So, who's going to be there, and what kind of
weapons will they have?" He laughed, and said, "I don't know about the
weapons, but most of the People's Congress is here, with many other
government officials." I said "No regular people? No press?" He said
"None of those." I said "Are there any who you think should be here,
but are not?" He said "OH!That is an idea." He thought for a few
seconds, and gave me some names. I said "I will tell them they should
be here, and offer them transportation. Do you wish me to tell them it
is at your request?" He said in amused alarm, "No, not at my request. I
just gave you the names, not that I want you to tell them that,
either." I had a big grin for that, which embarrassed him. I said "I
just told them, and advised them to be dressed properly, because my
invitation is not just a polite request. At least one of them is
ignoring that, and is in for a rude surprise. I'm all for sex, but not
when you are supposed to be working. I think his boyfriend is going to
be a little disappointed." He laughed. I said "What kind of gift would
be appropriate for me to give the boyfriend, for his er,
inconvenience?" He said "I have never in my life been asked anything
like that!" I said, "Well, you know your culture better than I do." He
said "I don't have any idea. A gold chain, perhaps?" I said "I could do
that. I could also cause him to have some very intense orgasms." His
eyes almost popped out of his head. I said "Wow! I didn't know it was
possible for you to look like that." He laughed.
The President was announced, and walked out onto the stage, and stood
in front of a mic. He said "Greetings. We are here at this time to meet
with Stephen. I think some of you might have heard of him." A shot rang
out. I walked out onto the stage said so all in the hall could hear,
"There is no danger. Please stay in your seats. Or the seat of somebody
you would like to get to know better." Scattered laughter. I said to
the man I made rise into the air, "I bet you didn't know you could fly,
mister assassin. Please hang around while I attend to something else."
The absent people appeared near the seats. One was naked, and with a
boner. He stumbled, but managed to stay on his feet. I said "New
arrivals, you were supposed to be here, but you weren't, so I gave you
a little help with your attendance. Please find a seat. Er, naked
person, would you like a covering?" I dropped a silk cloth the color of
my clothes, over him. I said "I hope you like it. Silk. Feels nice, and
I like the color. Not much good for regular tent making, but you can
keep trying, if you want to." They laughed.
I addressed the assassin by name, and said, "Please come here." I
brought him to be right next to me, a few inches off the ground. He was
still holding the gun. I said "So, why did you try to kill your
President?" He didn't answer. I said "If I compel you to answer, that
will last for the rest of your life. So, I suggest you tell me." He
said "I dislike him!" I said "I think that's the best answer I've heard
for wanting to kill somebody, in the last hour. So, why do you dislike
him?" He said "He's giving away part of our country!" I said "If that
were true, you might have some justification. But it isn't. He, and
you, are not giving away anything. You are making Tibet independent,
yes. But so is Hong Kong, and Macao. China stands to gain a lot from
this action. Right now, you are spending much more money in Tibet than
you are receiving from it. And you are receiving a lot of bad
publicity, for imprisoning, torturing, and murdering innocent people,
and very bad Karma for yourselves. This won't be happening in an
independent Tibet."
I said "Now we look at it from a different angle. If you don't make
Tibet an independent part of China, I will make it entirely free of
you, AND remove all your military equipment. That includes your
soldiers' uniforms. Your country will be helpless to defend itself
against anybody who wants a piece of you. We'll, unarmed and naked
soldiers don't fight very well. I am going to build up Tibet to be a
world leader in education, and teaching some of the things which helped
me to become who I am. You can be a respected part of that, with Tibet
being an independent part of China, or you can be a ruined and helpless
country, forever barred from what completely free Tibet will be
offering. AND your own people will be told all that, and who made that
decision, with your home addresses, so they will know who to blame for
their misfortune. So, what do you now think about all that?"
He struggled and said, "I won't give up Tibet!" I said "Have you ever
been there?" He said "No." I said "Have you seen satellite pictures of
that area?" He said "No." I said "If you had, you would probably change
your mind. It's almost completely worthless to you. It's cold and short
on air, and most nice things can't grow there. The only things of
value, are the people and their religion, which includes their
knowledge, all of which you are trying to destroy. They don't even have
the ability to grow all their own food now. For you, because you don't
like them or their religion, Tibet is of absolutely NO value to you,
except for an unwillingness to admit that your government, past and
present, is wrong about what you do there. It actually costs you money
to keep it. Anyway, you don't have a choice. If you don't make it
independent, I will take it away from you. Your President isn't
responsible for what is going to happen. Nobody is, but ME, because
nobody can stop me. I didn't have to offer you this. I could have made
Tibet entirely free in a second. I still can." He said "I don't believe
you." I said with a grin, "So says a man who is hanging in the air
before me, who is holding a gun, but is unable to fire it. Do you not
believe that?" He struggled some more.
I made myself appear to grow to 10m tall, and held him in my fist,
and said like thunder, "Do you believe, NOW?" No answer. I said "You
stay there." I stepped off the stage, and grew big enough so that my
head almost touched the ceiling. I ported a military tank to my hand,
and brought my other hand down on top of it, crushing it. Then I held
it up against the wall over a corner of the stage, and ported a blue
jade tapered spike to my hand, and rammed it through the crushed tank,
and into the concrete wall behind it, setting 4th forces to hold it all
in place, and protect it. Then I did the same to the wall over the
other side of the stage. Then I grabbed the assassin again, and said to
him, "Do you believe, now?" He didn't say anything. I said "If you
don't think those tanks are real, I can help you see that." I pushed
him up against one. I said "You can feel it is there. Touch the jade
spike. I like the way that kind of stone feels. Oh, go ahead, it won't
hurt you. Don't you have any courage at all?" He reached for it, and
touched it. I said "So, now you know it's real. Want to get down now?"
He nodded. I shrunk down to regular size and let him go. He stumbled,
and made to run, I said "I suggest you stay with me. I am all that is
keeping you from being killed by the guards. You DID just try to kill
the President. I don't think they've forgotten that." He obviously
considered that, and didn't run.
I said to him, "I think you might be realizing that even though I am
much more powerful, even more powerful than your entire country, I am
not a murderer, or any kind of killer. I am who I am, and that is love.
I want what is best for the world, and China, and Tibet. I am trying to
make that happen with as little disturbance as possible. Please put
down the gun." He did. I opened my arms to him, and he came into my
hug, and I gave him all my love. I had to hold him up for a few
seconds. I said to him, while he was crying, "Do you still want to kill
your president?" He said "No I don't. I was wrong." I said to the
President, "I request that you do not press charges against this man."
He stepped up to the mic and said, "Did he tell the truth?" I said "So
you remember I can see that. Yes he did." He said "Then I will honor
your request." I said "Thank you." I bowed, and he returned it. I said
"Here is the bullet that was meant for you. Ah, er, he's not a good
shot. It didn't go anywhere near you." He laughed, while I was giving
it to him.
I turned to the audience, and said, "I request you do your best to
make Tibet independent as soon as you can, because it is the right
thing to do for the good of all, and so I can remove all that junk from
the square. I think the pavement might be a little damaged. I offer to
replace it with a solid stone. Would blue jade be alright? I like the
color. I have other projects in mind, too, such as removing all your
atomic waste for you, which I have already started. I do that kind of
thing with friends." I grew taller again, and glowed and raised my
arms, and said in a strange and loud voice, wrapping them all in my Ki
enhanced love, "May all you believe is holy, bless you with their love
and care. Thank you for allowing me to visit with you, and to give you
my love. Farewell, my friends, till we meet again." I bowed, and when I
straightened up, I made my silvery disappearance act, porting to the
ready room.
While all that was going on, I was saying to the boyfriend with an
image, "I apologize for interrupting your er, pleasure. I asked your
president what I should give you in my apology, and he was, well, very
discomforted by that." He laughed. I grinned, and said, "I was not
displeased by such a reaction, and he knew it." He laughed some more. I
said "Then he suggested a gold chain. So, here it is." I dropped a very
thick and heavy Italian style 22K gold spiral rope chain, on the bed
next to him. He said "Wow! Thank you very much!" I said "You're
welcome. There is something else I can do for you. While I can't
physically replace your lover, I can still help you achieve a VERY good
orgasm, if you so allow. Here is a small sample of that." I stroked him
with my love, a little. He said "Please don't stop!" I grinned, and did
all over to him, with my best and most intense effort. He was moaning
and writhing all over the bed in pleasure. I could tell he was trying
to hold back, to make it last longer. A little more than two minutes of
that, and he squirted really hard, a LOT. He almost fainted. When he
had recovered enough to talk, he said "That was amazing! Thank you very
much. I will remember this as long as I live." I grinned and said,
"You're welcome. May that life be long and er, hard sometimes." He
laughed, and I said, "Have a good day. Farewell." I stopped the
projection.
I watched my results play out in the Hall. They were stunned by my
love attack, and were slow to recover. The president left them alone,
until they were ready. Then he said, "Stephen really does like blue."
That got a little bit of chuckling. He said "My position on this is
clear, and based on logic. He is being much more reasonable with us
than he needs to be. I don't understand how he can be so patient with
us, and, well, so loving, when we have tried to kill him a number of
times. I've seen what he can do. We are reminded of that every time we
look out of a window facing the square. I think we should do what he
wants, because it really is better than if he does it himself, which I
know he can really do. And, I have to admit, it would make me feel
better, too. I think that some of you might feel the same way. I can
think of a lot of people I would like to be friendly with us, but none
more than Stephen. Please act on that. I now turn this meeting over to
the President of the Congress." He walked off the stage, and into the
ready room.
I said to him, "I was watching. I think they are still in shock." He
said "Well, who wouldn't be, after being given love by a giant who
spiked a couple of army tanks into a wall?" I said "True. Do you think
I had planned to do that?" He looked thoughtful, and said, "I don't
know." I said with a grin, "I planned it all, but the shooting, but the
giant thing wasn't planned." He said "Oh. Well, it was very dramatic!
Even to me, who has seen more of your er, wonders." I said "I try to be
creative. What do you think they will do about the tanks?" He said
"Will they be able to remove them?" I said "Not without ruining the
building." He said "They might try that, or they might try to cover
them up with some curtains." I grinned really wide and said, "I hope
they use cloth. If you find out they are going to, be there the next
morning to see what happens." He said "You have captured my interest."
I said "I know. Oh, I did give the chain." He said with cautious
interest, "And the orgasm, too?" I said "That too. The situation wasn't
his fault, and they were not committing adultery. The man's wife knows
he likes men, and she has her own lovers. A marriage of convenience,
only." He said "You really go out of your way to be fair!" I said "You
are alive because of that." He said "I do know that! Thank you. That
sounds very incomplete, but I don't know what else to say." I stood,
and said, "Well, farewell is good. Please let me know before you go
public with the results. You know how to reach me when you want to." I
opened up my arms, and we hugged with love. Then I ported away.
Hawk said loudly, "You spiked them!" Rose said "I thought the
presentation was very creative." Hawk said "I agree with the president.
Very dramatic, but managed it so the assassin was used as the cause,
and then you reformed him, so the rest of the people wouldn't think
they caused it." I said "Yes. That was what I intended. I expected
there would be some kind of attack, and was ready to use it." Hawk
said, "You sure called it right, a shooting gallery!" Rose said,
I did, and he wasn't the only one who was armed." They both said "Wow!"
I said "Not at all. When YOU have the operational responsibility, you
will be doing the same thing, and maybe even better. Circumstances will
force that on you, and you will have an advantage I don't have." Rose
said "What advantage is that?" Hawk said, "It's obvious. We have his
example to follow." Rose said, "That's right. He doesn't have anybody
better than him to pull him up. We are VERY lucky to have him." Hawk
said, "And as often as we do." I said, with their hands on my nuts,
"That, I can't complain about!" They laughed, and made me a lot less
able to complain about it. Not that I ever would.
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