Stephen's Secure Blog #297
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 #297 "Art School"
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I ported over to the art school. The owner asked, "Could you explain
how you do that?" I said "No. Not in a way which would make sense to
you. Not even my students who can do this, fully understand it, but I
can tell you that it takes some specific rare talents and training. So,
let's see what you've got." We did the tour. Three floors, and no
basement, but some plumbing under the floor. I could put a room under
that, leaving the space between the floors for the existing plumbing. I
could extend the underground rooms horizontally, too. I could add one
on top, with no problems. Extra floors would need more support. I told
her all that, and said, "There is a warehouse on this side. Do you know
the owner?" She said "Yes, we have done some art for him." I said "Does
he like the school?" She said "It's complicated. In general he does,
but not some of the students. He thinks they cause some damage to his
property." I said "The rich untalented kids?" She said "Yes." I said
"If you had proof, and my full support, what would you do?" She said "I
would expel them without a refund, and pay for the damages." I said "If
they do it again, I'll have video recordings, as proof. Does the owner
like you personally?" She said with a smile, "Yes he does." I told her
my plan. She agreed to it.
I said "While we were talking, I have made some rooms for you under
the first floor. Shall we go look?" She was excited. We went. I had
created three floors underground, with flights of stairs. The bottom
two floors extended very far in every direction but toward the
warehouse. I told her we could do that later. I said "These touch
panels operate the lighted ceiling. There are no lightbulbs, and it
will never need repair. None of my constructions do. The air will
always remain fresh. The electrical outlets are all individual
circuits, internally fused, and provide their own free electricity. The
wash rooms are all self contained and self cleaning, and are not
connected to anything. This blue light will clean people, including
teeth and clothes, but it will remove all makeup in the process. All
the rooms will maintain a comfortable temperature, automatically. If
you need any changes, let me know." She was dumbstruck. I waited.
When she had recovered enough to talk, she said, "What are the floors
and walls made of?" I said "I like jade, so I use it a lot. Would you
like to have some lockable storage cabinets?" She said "Please.
Anything you can think of." I made some, and ported some to every
room., with some desks, drafting tables, chairs, and easels. I said
"These outlets are for the computer network. Any model computers you
want, just ask. I'll purchase them, but you have to set them up. I'm
sorry there are no windows, but looking at dirt and rocks isn't all
that appealing." She laughed.
I said "I notice you offer sculpting. Need more kilns?" She said "We
could use them." I said "Show me where you want them, and that's where
they will be." She did. I said "Standard controls, but much more
accurate, and fully programable, and self powered. In these cabinets
are stands, standoffs, tongs, gloves, and cones. These cabinets have
clays, and these glazes." We filled lots of rooms with other art
supplies. She was continuously amazed. After a while, I said, "Any more
ideas?" She said "Photography." I set up some dark rooms, and filled a
cabinet with equipment, mostly cameras. I said "The cameras are not
available elsewhere, so don't try to get them repaired if they are
dropped. The controls and instructions are in Tibetan. Unfortunately,
the computers will be in English or Chinese. I can give your students
those languages if they need them, which will each take a few minutes
to start, and about two months to settle in, and they won't be able to
forget it." She said "Can you help me with my English?" I said "Yes,
before the end of the day. Anything else?" She said "I can't think of
anything at the moment." I said with a grin, "You WILL, later." She
laughed.
I said "When would be a good time to see the warehouse owner?" She
said "He should be in his office now. He usually works late." I said
"Should we call ahead?" She said, "It would be good." We went to her
office, and she did that. Then we walked over to the building. He was
waiting for us at the main door. We bowed a lot. He insisted on making
us some butter tea. While we were drinking it, I said, "I've been told
about your problem with some of the art school's students." He tried to
say it was nothing. I said "I don't like it, and I want it to stop. I'm
giving my full support to the school, financial and time, and I won't
have that happen with institutions I support. Unfortunately, the
students we think are responsible for the damage, have very rich and
influential parents. The school doesn't need their money now, but they
could still make trouble for us if we expel the students without
evidence. So, I'm asking for your help." He said "I think I like where
this is going. You want to catch them in the act." I said to the art
school owner, "You didn't tell me he was smart, too." They both
grinned.
I said "I can see anything on this world I want to, and record it.
But, they don't do this all the time. Who wants to wait? Not I. Is
there anything you can do which would encourage them to do something
bad? I will pay for all the damages, naturally." He said "That, yes.
but something else, first. Are you looking to expand the school?" I
said "Smart, and a mind reader, too?" He laughed. I said "Just today, I
sought to enroll a gifted student in the school, only to be told that
there was no more room available. Am I right in that you have something
more than curiosity behind that question?" He said "I have been
thinking about retiring. I would sell this space to the right people."
I said "I will pay what is fair, and more of my choice."
He grinned so wide, I could count all his remaining teeth, not that I
wanted to. He said "I knew you would say that." I said "How, when I
didn't know that?" He said "Because you are enlightened. I can sense
that." I said "I get embarrassed everywhere I go!" They laughed. I said
"If you want to sell to us, I can give you the money in any way you
like, from gold bars, to American dollars. Any currency. If I don't
have enough, I'll sell more art and music. I really care about this!"
He named a price. I said "Is that really fair? It seems so low." He
said, "It is, and that's including the stock and accounts, too." I said
"How do you want it?" He said "I would like gold, but that is difficult
to spend. And real money is too easy to have stolen. A bank draft in an
account in Beijing?" I said "Do you have that account already?" He said
he did, and gave me the information.
I said "All there, or some out for pocket money?" He named a figure
to hold out. I said "Do you need money now, for legal fees for the
contract?" He said "No, I'm fine with that." I said "Double it, and
it's a deal." He said in surprise, "But you don't have to do that!" I
said "I do a LOT of things I don't have to do. It pleases me. Don't
take that way from me. I need to do more than give my love and time,
sometimes." He said "Then I must accept." I said "All the money I earn
is in a charity for Tibet, run by some friends of mine. As soon as the
paperwork is done, the money will be in that account from that charity,
and I will deliver the cash. But now I want to give you something of
me." I did the silvery sphere creation, and handed him the imperial
green jade pendant of The Buddha on a gold chain, and said, "Put it to
your forehead and feel my love." He did, and exclaimed, "I do feel it,
but the love of another, too." I said "Do you know who it is?" He said
"I do, and you are his equal." I said "Well, not exactly in this form,
but soon. You are pretty much enlightened, yourself, or you would not
have detected that." We shared our tears.
He said "I will leave some doors unlocked, and some enticing items
will be available." I said "Oh, that's so bad. Do it!" We laughed. I
said "But you should not be here when they might come. If you get
yourself hurt, it would hurt me a lot." He said "I understand. I will
be away. At least until I have the opportunity to spend all that
money." I said "Good. That's what money is for." We stood. I said "I
work with nations, and more. It is seldom that I have the opportunity
to make a positive direct difference in the lives of individual people.
I really value that, and thank you tremendously for allowing this to
happen." I opened my arms, and he came to be hugged with all my love. I
helped him to sit, and I ported us back to the school office.
I said "So much for my plans." She laughed, and said, "Do you ever
have the feeling that what we do is guided somehow?" I said "Yes,
often. More, because I can actually feel that for real, and with some
direct communications, which can be very annoying in their intensity."
She said in awe, "You really are a Buddha." I said "I am unable to lie,
so I can't deny it. But please don't spread it around. I already get
too much embarrassment." She grinned. I said "Rose, help!" She said in
the air, "Shut up, and take it like a man!" I said "That was Rose. We
will be married soon. Well, when she says, actually." They both
laughed.
I said "Do you want to see my art I have in my house here?" She said
"Yes. Will Rose be there? I said "If she wouldn't have been there
before, I would bet she is now." She laughed, and said, "She can travel
as you do?" I said "It is to be revealed to the public only that I am
able to do that. I do NOT want my students to be exposed at this time."
She said "I understand, and will support that. Thank you for answering
my question." We could hear Rose's laughter. I sighed, and said, "So
little respect." More laughter. I said "Ready for transport?" She was,
and so we did, and Rose was there to greet her with a hug. Rose
conducted the tour.
The artist asked me, "How do you achieve this three dimensional
effect?" I explained it to her, and added, "While the science is real
and patented, it takes some advanced psychic talents, and a lot of
mathematical ability to apply the technique so that it actually works.
So you shouldn't have it at your school, because they could not
duplicate it." She said "Frustrating, but true. This painting. Please
tell me about it." I said "Almost a thousand years ago, my best friend
died in a duel. That is him, with his mother. I died almost a year
later, killed in a duel by the same man, who later went on to conquer
this land, and all of China." She said "I know of him. It must be an
unpleasant burden to have memories of lives and deaths." I said "Yes. I
don't recommend it." She said, "I would like to have it for my school,
but it means too much to you." I said "I can always make another. I
work very fast. Please take it. Rose will take you back to the school
with it, and help you with English. Your new student with be there
tomorrow." We bowed. Then I hugged her with all my love. They ported
away. I ported to my living room on Allguard. Hawk said in his hug,
"Why do you keep making them?" I said "I'm not sure. Probably to remind
me of mortality and fate. I think I need to, to be human." We hugged
some more. Then Rose joined us, to make more love for us to share our
fate and mortality with.
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