Stephen's Secure Blog #326
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 the Fall of year 8 of his special
school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #326 "A Temple Passing"
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In an Earth Guardian executive meeting, Pete said, "There has been
some fallout from the CNN show. Mostly positive, but even the negative
is positive for us. There are a lot less preachers calling Stephen an
AntiChrist devil, and other bad things." Hawk said, "The Pope came out
for him. That did it, like it would for marriage laws if the Pope came
out of the closet." We stared at him. Rose said "Is he gay?" Hawk said,
"I don't know. Just comparing." They looked at me. I said "Hey, don't
said "I just checked the Vatican computer network. A lot of interesting
things. Including porn. Alright, I'll tell you. All kinds of porn. Some
illegal in most places. Maybe it's just for reference." Chad said,
"Yeah, right!" I said "Well, we already knew they were human." Hawk
said, "And not blind. Yet!" We laughed.
Pete said to me, "There are a lot of requests out there, to meet with
you, for any and all reasons. Fortunately, they don't know who to
address them to. Chad is your manager, but doesn't have an internet
address for that, and the phone answering service he uses, screens out
all junk calls. I think that's fortunate, or Real Time would have you
on speed dial." I said "I should talk to him. He can still suffer, even
with his weed." Some chuckles. Chad said "Would you be up for a debate
on religion, with non comedians?" I said "I just had one on CNN. That
should be enough. I know you love it when I'm at my most controversial,
and frankly, so do I, but we can't do anything which will reduce
support for Tibet. And, even though it might go against what I stand
for, for most people, having a religion is better than not having one,
even with all the bad which can come from it. I don't want that bad to
increase because of something I do or say. I've been very careful not
to push the other religions too far. If they push back, it won't me BE
who gets hurt, but all humanity." They nodded.
I said "I have been ordered to do more large scale love sharing. That
I don't feel like it, doesn't matter. One of my proposals was accepted.
All universities with stadiums or very large halls, should be packed
with students and faculty, like very loving sardines, for me to visit
in person and share my love with. Not just in the States, but all over
the world. Those who will be going to Tibet, first. I can devote
fifteen minutes for each one, two twenty four hour stretches a week,
until my next world broadcast after new years. They should be warned
that there might be healing, which could include vision, so they
shouldn't be wearing contact lenses or removable prosthetics, including
dentures, and maybe even hearing aids. No weapons allowed. Any there, I
will port away before I arrive. After universities, I can do football
stadiums, and then baseball stadiums. Hockey arenas too, somewhere in
there. Money. Universities are free, but the people must belong there.
Others are two dollars a head, or whatever fee will cover the use of
the venue, and should be announced as that. I can't take money for
giving love and healing." Rose said "Great!" They looked at her. She
said, "Well, who doesn't want Stephen to share his love?" They nodded.
Chad said "I'll get on it." I said "Please try to keep the university
set confidential. Gate crashers could be a BIG problem." He said,
"Right. But the news WILL leak out." I said "And so will the reason for
keeping it quiet, which I'll announce at each one. Too big of a
disturbance, and I cancel it." He said "Might help a little. I'll
include that in the negotiations. What about people who want to
deliberately interfere with it?" I said "That's what the 15 minutes are
for. I only used 6 in the world healing. When I tell the wrong doers
that if they succeed in preventing people from being healed, that they
are very likely to really need healing, themselves, if they survive the
attentions of the people who were denied, they might change their
minds. I doubt that will happen, though. I'll have my Ki flowing
strongly, and I'll be monitoring the assembly before I go there. I'm
not taking any chances." They nodded.
Chad said "Some politicians want your endorsement." I gave him a
really big grin. Everybody got nervous. I said "Interesting reactions
to my expression. You can tell them that before I approve of a
pollution, er, a politician [chuckles], I want to get to know them
first, and under my conditions. There will be an interview. I will ask
only questions that are applicable to their job performance and
honesty. They must answer them truthfully, and without evasions. While
I'm able to detect lies without an aid, I will have an instrument that
is virtually infallible, there to verify that there are no lies, for
the record. After that, if I approve of the person, I will make my
approval public, but I will provide no other public support. One more
thing. The whole interview will be recorded, and available to the
public, for those I do not approve. Please make that pubic." Pete said
"Wow! Throws a monkey wrench into the works!" Chad said "I like it. You
are calling them all liars, and daring them to prove otherwise, and
they can't come out against you, without telling the public they are
liars." I said "How about adding another tool to the works. You could
say that I examined and tested the leaders of the provisional
government of Tibet, and announced that, and the results, to the public
there." Pete said "Murder! I love it!" Chad said "I'll start the ball
rolling at CNN. Len is going to crow!" I said "Bring him a chicken?"
Some laughter.
I said "Later today I will be at Srinoy's Temple in Chiang Mai with
him, to find out how the Abbot died, and preside over the selection of
the new Abbot." I ported there with Srinoy. We were not in Monk's
robes. Panchang met us in his office. After polite things, he said, "I
was alone with the Abbot in the room of the Golden Buddha, and I must
say that is more beautiful to me every day. Oh, my apologies. A Monk
had reported there was a piece of wood under the robe in front, between
the legs, which looked like it was made to fit there. The Abbot decided
to look at it himself, suspecting it could be a cover to some hidden
treasure that you had not told us about. He reached in and pulled out
the wood. Then he reached in again, and made a strange noise, and then
collapsed with a strange expression on his face. His heart had stopped,
and we could not restart it." I said Let us go there." We did. I cast
my mind back to that time, and saw what happened. I said "You didn't
mention the er, tent."
He said "You are correct." I said "Or that it had erupted, and that
his expression was one of joy." He said "That, too." I said to Srinoy,
"He was holding onto a foot, when he reached in. We didn't anticipate
that." He said "We killed him!" He hugged me and cried. I said "Maybe.
It could be his heart was ready to go, and that was just an enabler. We
will never know. There is no point in accepting blame for misfortune.
It will do nothing to change what happened." He nodded, and wiped his
eyes. I said "From this, I deduce you didn't tell them about that?" He
said "It never seemed like the right time." I said "I understand. I
probably would have felt the same, if not more intensely." He said "I
don't doubt that!" I poked him, and he poked me, and we hugged.
I said to Panchang, "I see you are mystified. As a separate issue, I
am not unsatisfied with that." He grinned. I said "The statue is
anatomically correct. Yes, beyond the wood plug, he has what you would
expect of a real man. Well, I like to be accurate. However, there is
more. We put in them some extra feelings, like we did in the feet. Some
males have an extra pleasurable sensitivity in that area. Srinoy and I
do, which has made us VERY popular among our group. More so, because we
can share that feeling. I could project that feeling to you if you
wish, so you will understand this." He said "Please." I did, and he
almost jumped out of his robes. I said "At a little higher intensity,
that can cause a spontaneous orgasm in seconds. It was NOT at that
intensity in the statue, but added to the love from the foot, it might
have been too much for a week heart." Srinoy said, "I can't think of a
better way to end a life, than with that love and physical joy." I said
"I who remember more than a thousand lives and deaths of all kinds,
have to agree. I hope to go that way. In fact, Rose and Hawk insist on
it." Srinoy said, "And a LOT of practice for that event." I had to
laugh. Panchang said "I declare the mystery solved!"
He said "But there is another mystery. How did you know more of the
event than I had told you? Did you see it in my mind?" I said "No. Even
for those who have the talent for it, searching through a man's
memories to find the right one of interest, and making sense of it, is
NOT a task to attempt lightly. It's real work, and a serious invasion
of privacy. To find out what happened, I cast my mind back along the
time line in this room, and saw it as it happened." They both said
"Wow!" I said "Not much need for that. I've been doing something like
that for years, in my art, but not consciously. Caused some interesting
reactions among the people who saw the results. I've been planning to
try it by intent this fall, for some specific historical art, so it
just seemed natural to do it today. There is a danger of getting lost,
but I thought that wouldn't be a factor if I did it in the place where
the target event happened. I was right." They had some more wows.
Panchang said to me, "Will you stay and preside over the selection of
the new Abbot?" I said "My reason for not visiting here has er,
expired. But, I would like to avoid surprises. I will NOT be a part of
something I can't approve of." He said "I understand." I said "Has the
selection been made?" He said "One was already chosen to be the next
Abbot, by the then current Abbot. Me." I said "And is that going to
stand?" He said "Yes." I said "I think you are the most qualified, so I
must agree with the choice." He looked very relieved, and bowed deeply.
I said "Did you think I would not agree?" He said "I very carefully did
not think about that, either way." I said "Must have taken a lot of
effort." He grinned, and said, "Absolutely!" Srinoy and I laughed, and
hugged him.
We went back to Panchang's office, and he sent a messenger around to
start the assembly. When all was ready, we went into the big hall, and
to the front. Panchang and Srinoy went to be with the other senior
Monks in the front, and I went up and onto the stage. I said "I greet
all in this great Temple with love." They could feel it. "I have been
asked to come here to preside over the selection of your new Abbot. It
is such a great honor, I don't know how to express my feelings about
it, but to say, well, I am honored. Who are the candidates?" They
stepped forward. "I see that you are all worthy, and I like that. Has
an Abbot been chosen?" They said together, "Yes, Master Teacher." I
said "Please have that person step forward." Panchang did that. I said
"Senior Monk and Abbot Candidate Panchang, you have been chosen to
become the new Abbot of this great Temple. Do you accept this honor,
and will you serve and lead your people with honor, and to the best of
your ability?" He said "I will, Master teacher." I said "I have no
doubt you will. Please join me." He came up onto the stage, and
approached me. I said "I see that you are not clothed properly. Would
you allow me to repair that?" He bowed and said, "Please, Master
Teacher." I made an instant porting transposition, and he was in new
Abbot's robes. The Monks expressed some surprise. I said to them with a
smile, "Come on, you knew I could do that." They smiled back, and the
room relaxed from high formality.
I made and ported some yellow jade chairs to the stage, and motioned
the new Abbot to sit. I said to the room, "I did this chair thing in
Tibet. They were surprised, but not as surprised as before that, when
one of the Monks had pulled a regular chair out from under me, by my
previous secret request. That did surprise the Abbots there a lot, but
not nearly as much when I didn't fall, and remained sitting in the air
for the remainder of the meeting." They had to laugh, including
Panchang. Srinoy was the loudest. We discussed what had been happening
in the Temple, and what I had been doing in Tibet and the world. At the
end, I said, "I have made a lot of things in Tibet, and a lot of art to
sell. But none are more important to me than The Golden Buddha Srinoy
and I made for this Temple. The reason is simple, if a little
surprising to some. Of all the art I've made in this life, this is the
only one I made with a friend's help. Essential help. I could not have
made it without him. Oh, I could have made something, but it would not
have been what is now. I love the art I make. I couldn't make good art,
without that, but this has more I can love in it, because it has part
of YOU in its creation. Too long have I been away from it, and you who
it is for. With your permission, I would like to return here from time
to time, to be with it, and you, for ME."
Srinoy had some tears. Panchang was in awe. I stood, and said, "I
have to get back to work. Before I leave you, I give you me, and I
hope, something from more than me." I raised my arms and glowed. I gave
them my enhanced love, throughout the Temple, hoping I would be joined
for healing, for the test of that. Then I felt the rush of power and
approval, and they did do it. The monks who had some injuries were in
awe over their healing. I gave those above us my thanks, and got more
of their love in return. Then I ported away.
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