Stephen's Secure Blog #290
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 #290 "CNN in Dharamsala"
START Page
The CNN crew were all together in a hotel room in Denver. I said "We
will be going to Dharamsala in Northern India first, to see Tibetan
culture in its free condition, and meet with the Government in Exile,
and maybe the Dalai Lama. I should tell you that he and I have no
disagreements, so it would be bad form to try to er, make some." Don
laughed, and said, "We aren't Fox." I said "Exactly! Also, when you're
with him, ignore me. Don't even mention me to him. And I will not be in
a shot with him. I don't want any of his authority transferred to me,
in the mind of anybody." Len said "I understand. Strange situation
you're in, with that." I said "Normal for my life." He said "I don't
doubt it!" Some chuckles. I said "Here are some special batteries for
your equipment. They don't need recharging, ever. After we're done,
they will mysteriously vanish." One cameraman said "Fuck!" I said
"Sorry, busy." That got a big laugh. I said "That does bring up a
point. No, I'm not looking." More laughter. I said "The Dalai Lama, and
many others, know English. Please be careful about your language there.
I'll probably have to say the next thing, often. We are making a
program about a country and its people, on the eve of gaining its
independence. We will probably be there when it's announced. It's NOT
about ME, or the things I made to try to get the attention of the
Chinese government. I understand that the things like the Ruby Bridge
can really get the attention of your viewers, so you want to show them,
but only for a very short time."
I said "PBS approached me about doing something about the history and
religion of Tibet, in depth. I gave you the material I gave to them. It
would be nice if you could share some footage with them. I love PBS."
Len nodded.
I said "I should tell you about something unusual. Some of those in
the Temples and Monasteries will detect me on arrival near them,
instantly. They will sense my life sign, and see my aura, both of which
are unique to their senses. You will see that happen when I'm with you.
It's a little embarrassing. They respect me very highly, so you should
show that to me in public, or there could be trouble. Actually, my
American egalitarianism and informality, er, unsettles them, but being
who I am to them, they accept it. I'll be returning a LOT of bows.
Those carrying or operating equipment don't have to do that. I created
a house for us on the grounds of a Monastery in Lhasa, the capital of
Tibet. I require that no images be made of the inside of that. Any
camera that does that, except in the studio room, might have ALL its
memory erased. And please don't report about any of the inside." Don
said "It's that unusual?" I said "I like to do good work, more so,
where they will think extremely highly of anything I do. I feel a need
to not disappoint them." He nodded.
A cameraman said, "Please, could you tell us how they view you?" I
said "To place that in context, I need to know if you have a religion."
He said "I do. Southern Baptist." I said "Imagine somebody higher than
the Pope, and a Saint combined, for ALL of Christianity. That's what
ALL Buddhists, of all the different sects, denominations, and
traditions, think of me, those who know of me. For many Monks, even if
they had never heard of me, they will know that instantly if they are
near me, even if they can't actually see me with their eyes. Even if I
don't want them to. I can't hide my aura, and auras never lie." He said
"Could you explain what auras are?" I did. He said "I wish I could see
them." I said "You might. Try these glasses on." He did, and said,
"Wow!" He said, after looking around, "Yours is gigantic, and almost
blinding." I said "So I've been told. I've never seen it. I've been
told by experts, that it's probably the biggest in history." He passed
the glasses around, and there were a lot of wows. He said "How do these
work?" I said "Sorry, I can't explain that, in a way even my own
students would understand. I just made them. You are the first to use
them, and thank you for letting me know they work." I took them back,
and they vanished. To ease their surprise, I said, "I don't know if I
with, "Please don't go there, ever." He said "Ah. I understand." Len
nodded. I said "And please don't ask people about me. Some might not
stop bending your ear, and some will need me to approve of that. When I
don't, it could cause them to have some conflicts. What they volunteer
on their own, will probably be more than enough, and more than I want,
actually." Len said "He's modest, and embarrasses easily." I said to
him, "And you enjoyed embarrassing me with that." They laughed.
I said "Buddhists believe in reincarnation. To me, it's not a belief,
but a reality I can't deny, because I remember my past lives with total
recall, going back 74,000 years. Some of them have been verified in
Vatican records. I prefer to avoid talking about my past lives, because
what is written of history, is what people WANTED to be true. That's
why they bothered to write it. Don't ask me if I was anybody famous.
Mental health institutions are filled with people who would tell you
all about being those people. I do NOT want to be classified with them.
More so, because I am unable to lie. But I'll give you this. I was not
The Buddha, or Jesus, or Martin Luther, or Muhammad, or Joseph Smith."
One asked "Who was that last one?" I said "Founder of Mormonism." He
said "Oh." I said "I was a woman only in my first life."
I said "Now we will do something different. You will see me do this
to others, and to understand what it is, and their reactions, you need
to experience it for yourself. Len and Don already have. Now the rest
of you will." I stood, and opened my arms, and in turn, hugged each one
with all my love. Don and Len were grinning, while the others
recovered. One said, "It was you!" I said "Yes, I gave my love to the
world. I have to say, it's a lot easier to do it one at a time. More
intense, though." Another said "I'll say!" I grinned and said, "Thank
you for agreeing with me." He looked really odd. He said "You really
are a Saint." I said "I really am who I am, which is Stephen. I don't
like labels. They never match the reality of what they are applied to."
One said "There is a Saint Stephen." I said "Was, yes, and more than
one. The first one was stoned to death by his former friends, who
couldn't take his loudmouth rabble rousing any more." One said, "Do
animals love you?" I said "Much as I would like not answering that, I
should, because you might actually see that, and you should be
prepared. Yes, and they obey me." He nodded.
I said "Somebody should carry this. It's a cell phone signal
repeater, with the other end in Atlanta. It will apply the usual long
distance transmission delay. I can give you something similar for
camera AV signals, which you would use a satellite for, if you want. I
can help you get some great aerial shots, for those who can take
heights. IF you don't report how that happens." Len said "I won't be on
those, but how would you do that?" I said "Ever heard of a flying
carpet?" Some thought I was joking. I said "In my last incarnation, I
didn't know they had existed in the past, until I invented something
similar, and better, when I was 12. The platform contains things in it
which changes the properties of mass, which involve gravity.
Unfortunately, it requires a special kind of energy to run, and is
directed by the mind of somebody who has the talent for that. ALL that
I do is of a scientific nature, except in sharing love, and can be
described mathematically. Unfortunately, only I understand most of that
math. For myself, I don't need the platform, because I can manage my
own internal energy systems to create the same results. No, you don't
want to fly without an airplane around you. The wind will tear you
apart, and you do NOT want to hit a bird, and there are no street signs
up there, telling you where you don't want to be. And we all know men
don't ask for directions." They laughed.
I said "Any important questions?" There were a lot of false starts. I
grinned, and said, "Thanks for remembering." They laughed. I said
"Anything you need, ask. Even for something you might think is
impossible to get. No, I can't get you good ratings." They laughed. I
said "Dharamsala is built in the mountains, on a lot of hills. It's hot
there. Average high this time of year, is 85. It's just before the
monsoon season, so you probably won't need flippers. Any clothing, or
things like that you need, just ask. Sunscreen will be useful, and in
Tibet, too. UV is fierce at high altitudes. Sunglasses are good, but
considered impolite when you are talking with people. Hats are good. By
the way, In Tibet, in ceremonies, Monks wear some strange looking hats.
Different major Traditions wear them of different colors. Yellow and
Red, mostly. So, ready to go?" Some asked for some things I had
mentioned. I said to Don, and one other, "You are not immune to sunburn
and skin cancer." They asked for some sunblock, too. Don said "What
about you?" I said "Touch my hand." His hand stopped in mid air. I said
"That's my personal shield. I can set it to have any properties I want,
such as stopping UV."
When they were all ready, I ported us, and all their gear, to my
house in Lhasa. I said "This is my house in Lhasa. Leave what you don't
need at Dharamsala, here. I can always port anything you need, when you
need it. No point in carrying around extra junk. Er, stuff." Some
chuckles. When they were ready, I ported us to the center of
Dharamsala. I said "I'm slowly adjusting the air pressure around us.
You might want to swallow a few times to clear your ears. Those on the
cameras might notice a small fluctuation in your vision while your eyes
adjust to the difference in pressure." Don said "I hadn't realized how
complicated traveling would be this way." I said "It's the same as
other ways of traveling, but happening all at once, makes things more
noticeable. But, no jet lag accentuated by dehydration. There are
people around us, but I have an avoidance broadcast going, so they
don't notice us, and jump out of their clothes in surprise." Some
chuckles.
I said "They know me here. I'm letting the avoidance go. Record at
your will." We walked around some, and they did notice us, and I was
bowed to a lot. I showed them the sights. Dogs followed us, but at a
respectful distance. One noticed that. We stopped in a restaurant. The
owner insisted on not charging us, and offered us some butter tea. I
could tell the crew didn't like it, but they hid that well. Don talked
on camera to some people, with the usual man on the street interview
questions. They were very surprised that he could speak the language,
he translated what they said for the recording. I introduced some Lamas
to them, and explained that not all wore official robes. Don asked me
how I knew them. I said "I know the names of everybody I meet. It
happened when I gave the world my love." He said "Wow!" I said "I feel
the same." We walked to the Ministry building. We were expected,
naturally. I did the introductions, and we all talked in English. The
ministers handled themselves very well, even avoiding talking about me,
which Len noticed with a smile and a wink to me.
Then we went to see the Dalai Lama. The PM came with us, as planned.
The assistant let us into the office, and stayed with us. I did the
introductions, and then didn't say anything more. Don was very
respectful. Lhamo told them about his early life in Tibet, and what
happened when the Chinese invaded, and the troubles, and finally
fleeing to India, and what he's been doing since then, and what his
hopes were for Tibet's future, including being an education center for
all. Don asked, "Your Holiness, how will the education in Tibet be
different, so that people from other countries will want to go there
for it?" He said "We have some unique kinds of knowledge and education
methods, and we will be applying to them, modern teaching techniques
that haven't been made public before, which Stephen has developed,
which have helped him to become who he is. Our new universities will
teach every subject, and our students will learn them faster and in a
better way, and with less expense." Don said, "Will your students
become like Stephen?" He said "That is our goal. It may never be
reached in full, but even one tenth as good, would be extremely
desired. Ah. I see I have embarrassed him." One camera turned to me,
and I bowed. Don said "One last question. When will you return to
Tibet?" He said "I will return to Tibet when it is an independent
land."
Back at my house in Lhasa, I gave them a tour of it, explaining all
the conveniences. They really appreciated the studio. In the living
room, after that, I said, "Any questions, comments about what you have
experienced so far?" Don said "Even though you tried to prepare us, it
was still a surprise how they treated you." I said "I know what you
mean. I don't think I'll ever get used to it. In my opinion, no living
person should have that." Len said, "And dead people?" I said "They
can't be embarrassed, and be taken advantage of, or take advantage of
it themselves. I've seen what people do in the name of those they
revere. Some of the worst things imaginable! What will people do in MY
name, after I'm gone, to make their victims, and ME, wish I had never
lived?" They politely ignored my tears. I wiped my face, and said, "I
hope you realize that the Dalai Lama has spoken more about his life to
you, than he has ever done to a newsperson. I doubt he would have said
even half that, if you were not of CNN. I hope you do well by that."
I said "I recommend that you get some rest. Time zone changes can
cause trouble with your life rhythms. The food machines will make
anything you want, but not intoxicants. You can have any bedrooms which
will open for you. In fact, only my own bedroom is private. If you go
outside, there will be somebody to guide you. I didn't ask for that,
but wherever I am, Temples and Monasteries always have somebody with
me, or waiting for me. The Abbot knows English, but most of the Monks
don't. However, a smile and a bow will really help with communication."
Don said "Why do they do that?" I said "I've never asked them.
Probably, to serve me if I want them. And one really embarrassing
thing. To learn from me. They try very hard to memorize everything they
can about me, including every word they can hear. I'm sure they write
it down in a lot of places." He said "So you have to be careful what
you say." I grinned, and said, "Nope." He said "That could make things
very interesting." I said "Absolutely!" They laughed. I said "Some of
my more colorful utterances have come back to haunt me." He said "Can
you name some?" I said "Get your own ammunition!" More laughter.
I said "The TV is linked to the cable provider in Atlanta. Your
phones work. Please keep in touch with your families. They are
important to you, as you are to them. Here is a com to contact me, if
I'm not around. Just push the button and say my name, and I'll answer.
Push it again, to hang up. I don't sleep much, and I have a lot of
other duties around the world which takes up my time." Don said "Can
you tell us what they are?" I said "I teach in various places, and
supervise teachers. I make things. I record music, for income for
Tibet. I study. I invent. I exercise. I write. I have things I do with
attend to in emergencies, such as if there is a social disturbance
anywhere in Tibet. So, now, this place is yours till tomorrow morning
at 8AM local time. If there is nothing else, I'm going to visit some
friends." There wasn't, so I ported away. Before that, I said, "If you
go outside, I'll be watching."
END Page
--
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Grant
|
|