Stephen's Secure Blog #298
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 Summer of year 7 of his special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #298 "Vandals Go"
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It was the opening day for the new Memorial Museum on Misnok. Rose
was with me in a gown, and I was in my usual blue uniform. There were a
lot of important guests, including the Planetary President, the
President of the Assembly, the Ambassadors from the GC, Admiral Krack,
Angrala, Wantune, and museum officials. It was well made, and the
displays were very well set up. Some of us were asked to speak. We did.
It went well. It was good seeing friends again, and I let them know
that, which they appreciated.
Wantune and Angrala managed to get me alone for a minute, with Rose,
and Angrala said, "Your aura is bigger, and I can feel your power is
much greater." I said "Just when I think it can't get any fatter, it
does." Wantune said, "What is the cause?" I said "It happens when I
extend my abilities, such as when I give my love to a whole solar
system, and from one other thing which may conflict with your beliefs."
Angrala said with a smile, "Please tell us, anyway." I said "One time,
I went too far, and left this life. I was escorted back at my request,
which changed my appearance, and given a task, which I have been
working on. I receive communications from them sometimes, and with
that, some support, which sometimes increases my aura." They both said
"Wow!" I said "A chorus!" They didn't laugh.
Angrala said "Can you tell us of your task?" I said "Much of who I
am, has its source in one nation, which had been conquered and abused,
almost to the point of extinction. We had a non interference rule, but
in giving me that task, which was to free and restore that nation, I
was told why it had to be done. They have a lot of Adepts, who might
have turned to The Dark in desperation, and ruined my world. In about
twenty days, they will be officially free. It wasn't easy, and I had to
come out in the open. Yes, they know I can port, and make wondrous
things, but I mostly do that in that one country, where I am also the
highest of their religion. I am now setting up teaching systems for the
Adepts in the Monasteries. One of Zander's students is already teaching
there in secret. Splidnt. He is VERY popular." They grinned.
I said "Soon, I will have more students teaching there. Well, there
are a lot of Monasteries, and with more Adepts than any hundred worlds
usually have. Eventually, I will make that restored nation the center
of learning for my whole planet." Wantune said, "I think that's
wonderful!" Rose said "Absolutely!" They all grinned at each other. She
said "You should see his art. He's one of the most celebrated artists
alive on Earth now. In music, too." I said "And in embarrassment." They
laughed. Rose said to me, "I think they should have a tour. You can
make disguises for them." I said "The Adepts will see through them."
She grinned. I said "Oh, alright. Your idea, you do it. I can only take
so much embarrassment a day." They laughed. She said "But I'm not to be
in the open." I said "Oh, right. So maybe it shouldn't happen." She
said "Wait till I get you alone!" I said with great eagerness, "Now?"
They laughed. I said "Use Eli." She said "Good. You will notify?" I
sighed, and said, "I have to do all the work. Yes." She hugged and
kissed me. I said "Any more work?" They laughed. She said "We will wed
in a year. Come?" They were really honored. I said "Just the ceremony
and the reception. Not the bed." They laughed, and Rose poked me.
After the event closed, I gave the museum more art, and more mineral
specimens. I gave more gems to be auctioned. Rose and I went to
Angrala's school. There was a lot of love. I said to her, "If you want
to, schedule pool parties with Zander and his students. When your kids
"Great way to reduce prejudice." Rose said "Absolutely!" I poked her,
and she laughed.
In a meeting with Chad, we discussed music. I said "With Tibet
becoming free, I don't need to be in the public eye any more. So, I
don't have to perform." He almost cried. He said "But Tibet still needs
support, and will for years." Rose said, "And you want to make it a
world education center. You are far and away the best promoter of that,
just in being you, and in public." Chad said "I couldn't have said that
better." I said "Or looked as beautiful." Chad looked a little off-put,
and we all laughed. I said "I just had an idea for a flute." Chad said
"Give." I made and ported it to my hand. I said "Made of quartz
crystal, but in the walls of the tube are very small tunnels which
might act as resonance chambers." He said "Play it." He said "Wow!" I
said "Short libretto." He laughed. Hawk said "It sure does sound sweet,
but not like a regular flute." I said "Just a curiosity. Might be
acceptable for solo playing." I said to Chad, "Until we have children,
then." He looked ready to cry in gratitude. I said "And don't try to
sneak in contraceptives." We all laughed.
The art school owner asked to meet with the parents of the vandals,
at the school after classes were over. They were VERY surprised I was
there. After the introduction, I said, "I'm an artist and a teacher. I
support this school and its owner." They were very impressed. The
artist said, "It has been suspected that some of my students were
vandalizing the property next door to the school. The owner of it was
not able to determine who was doing it. I told him we would expel the
students who were doing that, if we could identify them. The Master
Teacher bought the building, a warehouse, for the school, so we can
expand. He set up some surveillance."
She hooked up the video camera to the TV, and played the recording.
She said "They did this while it was owned by a very nice old man, and
after we bought it, and it was owned by the school, as the dates and
times show. We had already notified the authorities of what we would
do, if we had identified the criminals. Now we must do it. We have two
options. We can make this public, and get the law involved. Or those
students can leave the school, and we will not press for police action.
No refunds. We already spent the money on supplies, but we can give
them some of those supplies, if the students want them. What is your
choice?" They all agreed to take their children out of the school, and
were very grateful to not have the police involved. She said "I have to
tell you, if they come back and do it again, we will have to go to the
police, with all the evidence. I really would not like to do that. I
care for them." They were really grateful for that, too. They left,
feeling very relieved.
Rose ported in, and the artist exclaimed, "It happened just like you
said! They were actually grateful to have their children expelled!"
Rose grinned to almost split her face. Then she explained the Situation
Manager ability. I said "What you don't know, is that Rose has the same
ability, and would have done the same here." She looked at Rose with a
lot of respect and love, and I laughed at her embarrassment. I said "I
can't say you should take it like a man, but you know what I mean." She
nodded. I said "Only three of my students have that ability in full
measure. A younger one, might, in time. I hope our children will." The
artist said, "For you, I hope they do, too. When is the marriage?" Rose
said "A little less than a year." She said "Will it be here?" Rose
said, "In the Southwest in America. My people are of the original
people who were there before the Europeans came to take away our land
and try to forcibly change who we are. Stephen was adopted into our
people as a child, for who he is, and his art. I wasn't sure I liked
him at first." I laughed. She poked me.
I said "When they heard of my task to free this land, and found what
was happening here was so like what had happened to them, their warrior
natures came out, and they fiercely demanded to help. They started and
operate the charity which I support, which supports Tibet, and other
people in similar hardship." She was very impressed. Rose said "We need
responsible representatives here, to manage the money and the projects
it is for. For art, if you want to be a part of that, we would love to
have you with us." Her tears flowed down her cheeks. Rose hugged her
with love. She was surprised, and said, "You are very much like him."
Rose said "All his advanced students are." I said "But Rose is the most
advanced of them, and improving." She said "I do not doubt that. What
wonderful children you will have." I said "That is true. We know. I
have seen them." She nodded, unable to speak. I said "I'll be back next
week. Please think of how you would like to use the new space. I can
put anything there." She said "I will. Thank you." We hugged all
around, and then Rose and I ported out.
In my living room, Rose said, "She's very nice." I said "Talented
artist, too." Hawk said, "Judging by her students, a good teacher,
too." I said "Yes. Tibet needs her." They agreed. Hawk said "Have you
thought of making a flute of diamond, with nanotubes in it?" I said "I
thought of it, but haven't done it." Rose said, "Do it, please." I said
"This time, why don't YOU do it. Here are the specs." I gave them via
push. A minute later, the flute appeared in her hand. She offered it to
me, and I said, "To the maker, the first toot." It didn't sound like a
regular flute, but still, it was very nice. I said "Decision time! I'm
going to do it!" Hawk said "If it involves sex, I'm all for it!" We
laughed. I said "They know I port. They know I make things with my
mind, and with made gems. The Ruby Bridge, for instance. So there is no
reason now why I can't go public with ALL my non psychic art!" Rose
said "Sure would make a lot of money." Hawk said "I just told Chad and
Pete. They both squawked like chickens laying ostrich eggs." We
laughed. He said "But they agreed. As you said before, the cat's out of
the golf bag." I said "Strange game. I didn't like abusing those
balls." He said "Yes, not like what we are doing with yours, at all." I
said "Fortunately!" They laughed, which felt VERY good, and so did our
eventual climaxes.
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