Stephen's Secure Blog #327
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 #327 "About the Past"
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I set up a mind partition to explore back in time. I didn't know if
it would work, or if I would have to use my whole mind or spirit for
past exploring. At first there was some resistance. Then it worked. I
was surprised. After experiments, I discovered I couldn't make any
changes in the past, and people, even Enlightened Adepts, couldn't
detect my presence. Then I tried to speed up the perceptions of the
time partition, so it could follow and watch a whole person's life,
from birth to death, without taking as long as that life, but not miss
anything. It worked. It would record a person's entire life in a little
less than an hour, and with a complicated program, with different
angles, too. I made some more time partitions, and tried to set them to
explore the past in different times and places, at the same time. It
almost tore my mind apart. When I recovered, I discovered my abilities
had increased, and I had developed a new one. It's not like seeing the
future, but I can see different futures resulting from possible causes,
as if they are real, and not just extrapolations. I don't like it. Too
distracting. I usually have that turned off. I set some time partitions
to record some famous people's lives. I set some others to take
snapshots of famous people and things, for my art. That task didn't
take long.
At a meeting with Sharon, I said, "The past is mine to see." She said
"You did it? I didn't let myself believe you could." I said "I didn't
think I could, either. And then I did, in investigating a death, like
it was the easiest thing in the world. But that was only a day in the
past, and I was at the location where it happened. Later, I
experimented to see how far I could take that ability, and almost tore
my mind apart. Well, I probably shouldn't have tried to use that
technique in multiple independent mind partitions, to different times
and locations in the past, at the same personal time."
She said "No! Were you hurt?" I said "Yes, but healed perfectly, and
with some advancement in my abilities. Now we have a problem. I've
acquired much more information that way than I can possibly share with
anybody in hundreds, maybe thousands, of years, and more is coming in,
continuously. Yes, that does deserve a wow." I waited for it, and she
did say it. We grinned. She said "Can you tell me the highlights?" I
said "There were no Three Wise Men, and it wasn't in Winter. Only
people built the pyramids. The Chinese discovered America before
Columbus. So did the Vikings and Minoans, but the Proto Japanese were
the first humans in the Americas. My friend Ichi was right. It was much
earlier than is believed. I haven't told him yet. Oh, I expect Rose is
telling him now. Ouch. Er, yes." She had to laugh. Then she said, "You
are telling me first! Wow!" I said "Well, physically. You and I know
Rose monitors everything I do. I don't have to actually tell her
anything for her to know. She usually then tells others she thinks
should know, disregarding the possibility that I might want to, with
good things, have that pleasure myself, and the accompanying hugs and
kisses."
Rose ported to me, and said, "I'm sorry. I apologize. I realize I was
wrong." She kissed and hugged me. I said "Forgiven. Tell Ichi I'll give
him a full briefing soon, including videos." They both said wow, and
she ported away. I said to Sharon, "We are so used to sharing
everything, sometimes we can forget choice in that. Anyway, I can give
you art from anything I've seen. You wouldn't have room for all, or the
place to put it, so ask for what is most important, and you shall have
it, up to your neck." She said right away, "The early man exhibit. A
revision." I said "On the list, and with videos." She said "Paintings
of famous Americans." I said "Programmed and ready to be made. I can
give you full and ACCURATE biographies, too. Yes, I've been busy. At
least in my head. Multiple processes are VERY useful. But don't ask for
famous battles. They didn't arrange them for me like they do in the
movies. It would take a VERY long time to examine and plot the events
and viewpoints to make sense of what happened." She said "The Trojan
Horse." I said "It existed. Here is a painting." She said "Wow, and
it's beautiful!" I said "Yep. When they built it, they sure didn't
She gave me a bad face. I said "The Colossus at Rhodes. The Lighthouse
at Alexandria. I can locate and paint any other ancient wonder. Here
are those two."
She said "I just thought of something." I said "Yes. What do we tell
the world about these things, or even if." She said "We have to, but we
can't. I don't, can't decide that." I said "We should for the record,
but in doing that, we expose me to denial and discredit, and worse,
demand for what other people want, including investigating crimes. So,
here's how we can handle it. I keep giving you these things, and you
don't release them until after I die. That has been scheduled for when
my second child is twelve. I am trying to get a two year extension on
that, but haven't heard anything on that yet." She said in awe, "You
actually have conversations with God?" I said "Not exactly, but
functionally, yes. It's extremely difficult to hold conversations
across such vastly different perceptions of time. I do the talking, and
when they want to reply, I receive it all in one burst, and then I have
to unwrap and make sense of it. Recently I've been instructed to do
more frequent love broadcasts, with the implication there might be
healing from above in them. I tested that recently in Thailand. Monks
were headed. Before that, I has asked if a friend could incarnate as
one of my children. They not only approved, but sent me very detailed
instructions for that."
She said "They?" I said "In the Buddhist view, the concept of God is
a little complicated. In some ways, it's a Pantheon of Gods, and in
other ways, God is in part, comprised of all who are fully enlightened
and are unable to reincarnate. And in other ways, and in different
traditions, well, I think you have something of an idea. Buddhism has
more differences in beliefs than Christianity has Denominations." She
said "But you know the truth?" I said "Some, yes. Well, I'm a
scientist, and have actually explored the realm of the spirit, and have
developed math which describes how some of it functions. For some
things, words would not help to describe it in a way which can be
easily understood." She said "THAT I can easily believe!"
She said "The early man exhibit. The changes you would make in the
illustrations, would they cause problems if they weren't specifically
justified by known information?" I said "A little, yes." She said "Can
you leave out that little, and still make it work?" I said "Yes. Want
me to do that after closing?" She said "Yes, please. For your paintings
of people, we will say what used to be the truth. Sometimes in a
trance, without knowing what you are painting and why, you paint the
past." I said "That is still true. My explorations are different in
that I have full conscious control over it when I want to do specific
things, which we don't have to tell them yet. We will still get
requests, but we can say that the first process you will quote to them,
is not under my control, so there will be no granting of requests." She
said "Right. Got it. But you said something of videos." I said "Yes,
but they will have to wait until after I am dead for release, which
will include full life recordings of famous people. Cleaned up for the
general public. Most people won't want to watch the bathroom and
bedroom activities." She said "Well, I hope not." We grinned at each
other. I said "My paintings will have full descriptions on the back,
with catalog numbers, and separate documents. We need a large room for
me to put them in. Got one ready?" She said "I will tomorrow. I don't
know which one yet. I'll call." I said "I bet you WILL!" We laughed and
hugged.
I went to Ichi, and gave him what I had of his special interest. The
result was we had to squirt a lot. Not a big surprise. Then I want to
Sinai, and asked if I could make the life of The Buddha public, at
least in Tibet. And other religious figures. The reply was specific on
The Buddha. Yes. On Jesus and Saints, my own judgement. On Islam,
absolutely NOT! I expected that last one, and couldn't hide my
amusement, which was returned with love. Then I asked for a meeting
with the Dalai Lama. After polite things, I said "I have had some er,
development." He said "I see that. What is new?" I told him what I told
Sharon. He looked very interested and excited, and said, "You heard him
in one of your lives, but you were not with him always." He knew I knew
who he was talking about.
I said "Yes, but there is a problem. There is no one alive but me,
who understands the spoken word of that time correctly. And in some
places some languages are unknown to me. It will take a lot of time and
effort to solve those problems. I will, you can be sure of that, but
I'm not sure of when. Oh, and of that life, I have full approval to
reveal." He said "Then I will wait." I said "It may be ready only after
you are smaller and younger." He said "Then so be it. I know you won't
waste any time getting to work on it." I said "True. It's in process
now. But, would you like to know what he looked like, for real, now?
Oh, that feeling of intense hunger isn't for food." He grinned and
bowed. I said "I'm not ready to go public with it, but in a crystal
of different parts of his life, and some longer ones which contain
parts of the Dharma. Here." I gave him a crystal Buddha. I said "I'll
leave you to it. Have fun." We hugged with love.
In a meeting with Chad, I told him about my time research, what I
told Sharon. Then I said, "There was a library. The most famous in
history." He said "Alexandria!" I said "Yes. Got it. What do we do with
it?" He said "When Rose told me about your time explorations, I thought
that would be near the top of your list to visit. Unfortunately, it's
not art you can blame on a trance. It will have to wait until you are
worm food before we can release." I said "That's different. So I'm not
feeding birds, even decent ones?" He laughed and said, "I'll take that
under consideration. Translated?" I said "Yes, all. Here are the
crystals and memory cards with the files, including visuals. Here are
some more about art that's been lost, or currently damaged. I
discovered I can trace things through time. Here is a list of art and
riches, and what became of them. Here are shipwrecks; locations and
inventories. Here are wrecks of space ships which should be cleaned up.
Rod and Percy will probably be interested in that." He said "Wow!
You've been busy! But why so much, now?" I said "I only have a few
years left. I'm trying to pack a lifetime of work into that time. And I
can, so I can't not. You know what I mean." He said "I do." We spent
time hugging and kissing with love.
I said "I have a lot of books for your publishing house." He said
"Great! We're making tons of money with your books. It's funny, but
your pen names are being severely courted by other publishers, as if
they were really different people." I said "And they are very jealous
of your success in finding such, in their words, excellent authors." He
said "More funny is you keep knocking your own books off the best
sellers list, with more of your own. We have a lot of authors who want
us to publish them. We can't. We don't have the editing and
proofreading staff to do that. It's just me. I read them, make up the
author's name, lay out the dust jacket, and send them to the printer.
Then release them in digital form a month later. The other publishers
all say I'm doing that too fast, that I'm losing some profit." I said
"What they really mean is you are making THEM lose profit, trying to
copy you." He laughed, and said, "Right!" I said "Some of the new books
are on political theory, psychology, archeology, and a lot on old
languages." He said "I'll try to put as many as I think are
appropriate, under your own name, if they look like they come from
current scholarly work, or your past lives. We'll hold on the Biblical
ones until you're gone." I said "Right. So, you have some work to do,
while I go do some screwing." He laughed.
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