Stephen's Secure Blog #328
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 #328 "About Real Time"
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I asked Chad to schedule a private meeting with Bill Maher, of Real
Time, a show on HBO. I expected Chad to almost die if he couldn't
monitor it. I didn't ask him not to. I didn't know if Bill would
accept, because of the imposed condition that it would be at my house
in Tibet, and I would port him to it. Chad said he jumped at it. At the
appointed time, I ported him to my living room. I had the house
pressurized to his level. We shook hands, and I offered to show him
around. He had a lot of nice comments, specially about the studio. In
it, I said, "I built this house for the CNN crew. They had to have a
place to stay while they were making the show on and in Tibet. The
studio was to help. It did, a lot, when they wanted to go live." He
said "I saw that. Amazing! You must have planned it." I said "Since I
intelligence." I said "You are unlikely to forget. You're not anywhere
near unintelligent, yourself, even after all that weed." He laughed.
In the basement, I said "I put the basement in while the CNN crew were
sleeping, mostly as something to do, and to do something, while they
were sleeping and I wasn't. It wouldn't have been polite for their host
to abandon them, and I'm not good at doing nothing." He liked my art.
Back upstairs, I offered him refreshment. He asked for some coffee. I
said "Put your hand on this sensor, and say what you want, to the level
of the preciseness you want, and if it is in the database, you will
have it." He did, and the door dissolved, and there was his mug. He
took it to the living room, almost bursting with questions. He said
"You're not having anything?" I said "I find talking and swallowing at
the same time, prone to difficulties. Well, I laugh a lot. Like while
watching your show." He said "Wow!" I said "I hear that a lot." He
laughed, and almost choked. He had spilled some coffee. I said "I'll
clean that for you." The spill was gone. He said "You do a lot to hear
that a lot. Well justified." I grinned, and he said, "I get it. You
hear that a lot, too. Why won't you be on my show?" I said "First, I
should tell you that your constant requests are driving my manager
Chad, almost to distraction."
He said "Oh, I'm sorry." I said "Don't be. He could have told the
answering service to add you and your people to the extremely large
ignore list. It's not you directly that's causing his problem. It's me.
He absolutely, desperately, wants me to be on your show. Not for any
good which might come of it, but so he can laugh his head off at each
of us trying to be more outrageous than the other." He laughed, and
said, "I have to say wow again. I should have guessed that by your
humor, and your position on religion." I said "Speaking about that, one
of my people asked me, in a group meeting, what was my position on gay
marriage. Want to know what I told him?" He said "Sure!" I said "Top."
but that's still a good position, in any case." He said "You really are
something!" I said "That's why I shouldn't be on your show."
He said "I see that now. You can't lie, and you're a teacher. They
ask, you tell, and in my format, the questions and answers would knock
their sox off." I said "Wouldn't stop there." He laughed some more. I
said "Our views on religion could be similar. The only controversy
between us on that topic would be who got the last word." He said "It
really is a fantasy?" I said "For almost everybody, it is, and worse.
But for me, in part it is real, because I have lived and died it." He
said "So you really have reincarnated." I said "That, and more. Some of
my past lives have been verified, and one, in a way so unusual, I can't
even begin to tell you. But, wait, there's more. You not only get all
that, if you ask right now, you get something more, absolutely free!
Shipping is fine, but handling requires lubrication. Don't void where
it's prohibited."
He laughed his head almost off. When he could, he said, "You could be
a guest host!" I said "But would they want you back?" He laughed again.
I said "Ready for the more?" He nodded. I said "My last two
reincarnations were voluntary. I chose the people I wanted to
reincarnate into, and announced that to my friends and associates, and
some are still around who knew me in those past incarnations, and know
I am them." He said "I have to believe it. If the Pope says you don't
lie, and you don't believe in Jesus, it has to be true." I said "But I
used to believe. One of my lives was as the first Stephen, who was the
first Christian Martyr. I was NOT like as I am described in the Bible.
I was a loudmouthed bore who almost deserved to be stoned to death. I
know religions, starting with who started them, in a way nobody else
does. I KNOW how inaccurate Scriptures are, because I saw it happen,
and I know the languages that were used then, and the societies, better
than anybody else. I lived in them. I SAW what The Buddha said, being
written down incorrectly. I SAW the drunken fool Avrom, almost
sacrifice Isaac to what he thought was God's command. I stopped him,
but I was cast out for that. Nobody ever trusted him alone with a
child, the rest of his life, which wasn't all that long."
He said "Wow! You're really serious. Some of that actually happened
in the Bible?" I said "Some of the Bible is surprisingly accurate,
some, less so, some mistranslated accidentally and on purpose, and some
is completely made up. I know, because I did that myself in some of my
lives. Why shouldn't it be like that, considering what we know of Troy
now?" He said "True. That makes sense. But were there really miracles
from God?" I said "Yes and no, depending on how you look at it. I
didn't see Jesus do any, but he might have done what seemed like
miracles. I didn't see any in any of my lives, that I know now to be
unexplainable by science, which includes my own science, but there
could have been. I was the victim of some miracles, though. And there
were many on Earth in my last world love broadcast. I didn't heal
anybody. I couldn't, and can't do what happened. It all started in my
first love broadcast, in a ceremony in Thailand." He said "You talked
about that on the CNN show."
I nodded, and said, "It's happened before." He said "So God is real."
I said "Not exactly." He grinned, and said, "I think I'm going to like
this." I said "Maybe. Some people reincarnate. Some don't. Who do you
think manages the process?" He said "God?" I said "Not exactly. People
who have personally evolved to the extent that they are not able to
reincarnate because their spirits are too big to fit in bodies, such as
myself, manage that part of the spirit dimension, and others, based on
some established rules. We do it for our species. Other intelligent
species have their own managers. Above them, when we get promoted, are
the beings who manage groups of intelligent beings' systems. Then there
are galaxies, then the whole universe. Then multiple universes, and so
on." He said "So where is God in all that?" I said with a grin, "We
are. All of us together." His mouth dropped open in astonishment.
I said "It's impossible to explain, because we are just not equipped
to understand it, like an ant is not equipped to understand us. Those
who manage the spirit realm see all time as one. They really know what
they are doing. I will be one of them soon. They told me that. We
discuss other things as well. But are they God? In most religions, they
would be considered Senior Saints, working under God. But there is one
thing I want to make clear. They do NOT want to be worshiped. That
disgusts them, that people would think them so infantile as to desire
to be worshiped. And they are incapable of hate, as I am." He said
"That sounds right. Thank you. What happens to those who don't
reincarnate?"
I said "A large variety of things can happen. The spirit doesn't end.
Nothing does, in that dimension, which doesn't actually have any
physical dimensions, and time is oddly variable. A spirit can
experience a millennium in a second, or the opposite, or anything in
between. If a person has a very strong belief about what should happen
after they die, it can. If they need to go to hell, they will, but it
will be private to them. The same for their concept of heaven. I've had
some conversations with the er, freshly dead who were waiting for their
er, disposition, which as a scientist, I was VERY interested in." He
said "I'll bet!" I said "Sometimes one of those is selected for
reincarnation, for specific reasons. On special occasions, one of the
managers will create from their own substance, a spirit made for a
specific task, to incarnate. I was one of those, I was told recently. I
hadn't known about those before. My first life was 74,000 years ago."
He said "There is an SF series that takes place at that time." I said
"I know. All the books haven't been published yet, but they ARE
written." He said "You are a VERY good writer!" I said "Er, thank you.
Someday, people will know it's true, when the children of Earth are
permitted to return. I won't allow it yet."
He said "Wow! I wondered if your teleportation worked for more than
this world." I said "It does, and I am VERY well known out there, for
all the good things I want them to think the people of Earth should be,
and I hope will be, when we go out to join them." He said "This
technology?" I said "Is totally my own creation, which is very much in
advance of anything out there. I use nothing from off the Earth but raw
material. I have schools there, and some students are able to teleport,
and do some other things of interest. My students are teaching my
skills in Tibet. Soon the whole world will go there to learn the most
and the best of what they can learn." He said "Will all be able to do
what you do?" I said "At the level which includes basic porting? Very
few. Much less than one percent of the population, probably only the
ones who start training as children. Those who have the intelligence
and talent to approach the level of my best student, about one in a
billion, each generation." He said "Your level?" I said "I'm er,
unusual. If my genes are dominant, my children might. I don't know. I
might, in a few years. In the meantime, I expect to enjoy trying to
have children, a lot." He grinned, and said, "Good for you!"
I said "Religions are created by man, for the purposes of man, for
the USE of man, to explain the unexplainable, provide ethical and
social guidance, and mostly to rule other men. They are a distortion,
often deliberate, of what God is." He said "Wow! That's very strong,
but I believe it. I did before, a little, but you've convinced me." I
said "Ha! But what are you going to DO about it? Please remember that
many who work in the religions are sincere in their belief that they
are doing good, and in many cases they are. Some Saints were deserving
of the title. In one life, I was. I see you want to know. From the CNN
show, you should know I was Saint Nicholas." He said with a smile, "We
all have a new understanding of the man. You tell it like you were him,
so convincingly, I'm sure more people believed it than if you just told
them directly." I said "I am who I am. Did you know Saint Francis, or
Francesco, was the first in history to have that name? Nickname,
actually. My father was in love with France. Well, French women. He
called me that. I hated it, but I took that name when I left his
household, as penance. Tell me if you think my current life is
influenced by that one. I have no money. While I make things, they are
for other people. Animals love me, and do what I ask them to do." He
said "The golf game!" I nodded.
I said "I wear only these simple clothes. I help others, and share
love. Even if I don't tell people I was him, many know, without
question." He said "I believe that." I said "So, have I converted you
to a religion?" He laughed, and said, "Absolutely not!" I said "Good.
But while religion is the worst thing ever created by man, very near
many, when they have nothing else, and much good is done in and by
religions. Well, if you aren't an Altar Boy." He grinned at that one. I
said "Someday I should tell you what I did when I first learned of that
abuse, as a child in my previous incarnation. I came very close to
making a Cardinal shit his pants." He laughed his head almost off.
He said "So that's why the Catholics have watched you so closely." I
said "Probably. A reason to start, anyway. The Pope wants to meet with
me. I'm not going to tell Buddhists that he is higher than I am in
status, by going to him." He said "Right. I agree. You are for all
Buddhists, and he is for only some Christians." I said "More, I CREATED
in the first Ecumenical Council, convened by Emperor Constantine, so he
could gain control of the religion. We voted whether to make Jesus an
actual Son of God, or a figurative son of God which he and all Jews
said and believed. I was Greek, and supported the idea of a God
fathering a hero child, like Zeus did, to make the Church more powerful
in the eyes of the world, and to please the Emperor. The vote was even.
Until I punched out the leader of the opposition. Broke his nose.
Smashed it flat, actually. He wasn't at the next meeting. My faction
won. Jesus became officially God then, for the first time. By vote. By
a broken nose, by the biggest intolerant bully there. Me! And they know
that." He said "Wow!" I said "Then we assembled and made official the
New Testament, leaving out half the written Testaments that some
Churches were using, to support that view. But there is more. I have
total recall, which includes my past lives, and I have a way of storing
memories so that others can experience them. They are really afraid I
will do that and make them public. They are VERY careful what they say
and do about me." He said "Good!"
I said "I think I've shocked you enough for one day." He said "Can I
use any of that?" I said "I won't confirm any of it, so maybe you might
not. I need to not look bad to Christians, so people will still support
Tibet. Well, I'm their front man." He said "I see that, and I have to
agree, even though I don't want to. I see now you didn't have to talk
to me." I said "I like and respect you. Love you, actually. I couldn't
let you keep being so frustrated. But I think we can do something,
which will REALLY make the Vatican need adult diapers." He laughed
hard. He said "I REALLY wish I could have you on my show!" I said "So
do I, so stop torturing me with that. In regular public conversation,
you could mention that you had a meeting with me. I could do the same,
if there ever happened to be an occasion to mention it. I would say the
truth, that I like and admire you, and love your humor. It could even
be a New Rule to watch your show." He grinned, and said, "I'll do that,
too!"
I said "Have you heard my latest announcement?" He said "I don't
think so." I said "Some politicians asked me to endorse them. I don't
know if Chad, oh, he hasn't. When he does, YOU, of all people, can
REALLY run with it! Actually, we would make a good team with that." He
said "Great! I'll watch for it." I said "CNN is getting it first. Now,
before I port you back, I will give you something of me." I held out my
arms, and he came into them, for all my love in a hug. He fainted. I
sat him down. He woke up and said, "Wow!" I said "I agree. I think I
might have become a little stronger recently. Anyway, ready to go
back?" He nodded, and stood. I said "Here is a card of the remaining
novels in the SF series, please keep them to yourself. There is also a
paper of mine which CNN used in their series about religions. Whatever
you do, have FUN!" He nodded, and said, "Thank you!" I ported him back.
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