Stephen's Secure Blog #354
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 18 in this story, in Spring of year 8 of his special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #354 "Before the Wedding"
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They did ask for a delay on the drug interdiction. I said three
weeks. They wanted six months. I said people are dying. One month. They
thought you would want a delay, and told me she wants it in place as
her wedding gift. You KNOW I'm NOT going to deny her that, so it will
be in place and working no later than Monday the 16th of June. Earlier
if you tell me it's possible. Sue me, injunction me, do anything you
need to, to try to stop it, and the public will wonder who's paying you
to do that, but that interdiction WILL be in place! Got it?" They did.
There was a lot of cheering at home.
Hawk said "Your warrior spirit you're showing in public now is
surprising some people. WE expect it from a true man of The People."
Rose said "Right! And Buddhists can be strong, too." I said "You know
I'm not really a Buddhist, any more than Eli is." Chad said, "From your
point of view, yes. For you, it's not a religion because you don't
worship and pray. Other than that, you are more of a Buddhist than
practically anybody in history. They see and understand that, so you
are a Buddhist. Maybe the only TRUE Buddhist living. If all the Abbots
say so, you can't really argue with that." I said "Well, not when
they're kissing me." And that's what my family did.
I wrote some more love songs, and recorded them. I recorded more
instrumentals, too, and symphonies, with my phantom orchestra. Then I
visited the director of the SF movie I scored. He said "I thought of a
few changes, and then I tried to imagine them in place, and the rest of
the score was off. I kept doing that, until I finally figured out that
I didn't really need to change it at all. It's a whole integrated
thing, and much better unbroken. I still can't believe you did that in
seconds! But I love it!" I said "Thanks. It was fun." He said "Your
manager pushed for part of the gross. Hard bargainer, but it's really
going to be worth it. He must really believe in you, to ask for so
little up front." I said "I don't care about all that. It's going to
charity. You might want to put that in the credits." He said "Good
idea."
I said "Now to talk about another project." He said "Yes! Er,
Masada?" I said "Yes. Got any thoughts to share on that?" He said "You
were there. From the book, I have to believe that." I said "There's
more. I have total recall of my lives, and I can copy my memories to
digital media." He said "Wow! That could be VERY useful!" I said "Only
could? Thanks a lot!" He laughed. I said "There's more. I have a new
ability that is something of a secret. I can send my mind back and SEE
and hear all around my past lives, and before and after them, and
record it." He could only make a silent wow. I said "And in high def
3D." He almost drooled. After he recovered, "We'll have to get actors
to dub the dialog in different languages." I said "One more er, thing.
I can read their minds, too." That positively floored him. I said "Oh
my, but you're full of interesting expressions today." He had to laugh
in reaction.
He said "This means we can make it actually real! No actors except
for the dubbing, and REALLY on location!" I said "That's a problem.
What happens when you don't credit talent and crew?" He thought for a
little, and said, "We can do this in two ways. Authentic reenactment
with, oh, can you do composites in your mind?" I said "I'm impressed!
Yes I can, and in real time, so even the actors will think it is real.
Like those sets for the musical numbers on the ballet disk." He said
"Wow! Or we can do it totally your way, and we don't say anything but
that you certify its complete accuracy." I said "You'll have to
recalculate your options. I can't make the time to be here while your
actors are doing their stuff, and some shots in rooms might be a little
tight, and poorly lit, because they aren't made sets." He said "So we
can experiment. I assume, with your obvious multiple mental processes,
that you can do all the time exploring and recording, as much as you
want, without much trouble at all. Suppose you do all you can, from as
many angles as you can, and with any other options you can think of,
keeping a running timeline which can relate concurrent shots, and I'll
see if we can make a movie out of it. If I can't, we can try other
options."
I said "That's what you were supposed to say." He laughed. I said
"I'll include a version with subtitles, too. There is one more thing I
can do. Yes, I can do virtual composites. And people, too. Whatever an
animation computer server farm can do, so can I with my mind, and
better, in real time." He said "We say some scenes were true but
simulated due to technical incompatibilities with filmmaking." I said
"Very good!" He said "But I just thought of something. If you can do
all that, you don't really need me." I said "Maybe, in time. I'm not a
director. You are a commercial success, and I like your work. Your
actual work, and your way above average intelligence. While we are
working together, I'll be learning from you. One more thing. I like
working with people. Good people. A lot." He was almost ready to cry. I
said "I'll get back to you in a week, and deliver the goods. Or bads.
Unless you want me to wait. I'm not in a hurry." He said "Whenever you
want, then." I said "Fine. Oh, and if you need financing, I can help
with that. Talk to Chad." He said "But they said you don't have any
money." I said "True, but I earn an awful lot. I don't take it, so it
said "Right! Got it. Hospitals in Israel?" I said "Are you sure you
can't read minds?" He actually did cry. I hugged him with all my love,
and ported away.
Chad said "We'll do it! Thanks a lot." We hugged and kissed with
love. A week later, I said to the director, "Here's the stuff. It's
duped in multiple formats, and I have backups. All labeled. I can also
make authentic props, if needed." I ported a Roman gladius to my hand,
and dropped it with a thunk to the table. He said "I get the point!" I
said "Good one! It was the cutting edge in swords in it's time." He
said "Sharp of you to mention it." I said "Ha! You've got me. I'm er,
stuck." He laughed. I said "Call me when you want or have something. If
this works out, maybe we can do the life of Giovanni Francesco di
Bernardone." He said "Who's that?" I said "Saint Francis of Assisi."
His jaw dropped in shock. Then he said, "I shouldn't have been
surprised. It was obvious. More to a Catholic, I would think." I said
"Actually, yes. Some pick up on it almost instantly." He said "Would
you tell me who else you were, that people might know of?" I said "That
could cause problems, if those lives were documented for real. The
Bible isn't completely accurate. I know that more than anybody, because
I had some responsibility for that." He said "Wow!" I said "I hear that
a lot." He laughed. I said "And more descriptive things are said, when
the Church bosses think I might make some of that public." He laughed
really hard, and said, "What the Dalai Lama gave to the Pope!" I said
"There might have been some incontinence over that." He went almost
hysterical with laughter.
I said "Francis is probably a safe topic with them. Not so Nicholas."
He said "I've heard about that. Yes, I've been researching you. I think
you have, me, too. I can't imagine anybody more competent than you." I
said "My students often complement me when they say I really can pick
them. Well, I do choose the best. Why shouldn't I, if I can?" He was
overcome with emotion. I said with a smile, before I hugged him with
all my love, "Get to work!"
My drug interdiction went into operation on June 16th, with no public
complaints from the authorities. It worked VERY well, and really kept
them busy. I was watching the tunnels. I surprised them the week
before, by starting that phase early. Hawk laughed a lot when drug
traffickers got stuck. They had been trying to hurry through their
shipments ahead of the deadline, even though they didn't believe it
would happen. I had been giving their vehicles blown tires, and other
delaying mishaps, so they would have to wait until I started it in the
tunnels before trying to use them for much. They were a very frustrated
bunch of criminals. We expect the Coast Guard to get an increased
workout, but they're ready and eager for it. A FINE bunch of
professionals!
I ported in the Dalai Lama and the PM the Sunday before the wedding.
They loved their apartments. I had built the Hogan Convention center
the week before that. Some other early arrivals were very impressed.
The Pope wasn't permitted to come. I said to him through an image,
"I'll transport you, and an assistant if you wish, and any belongings,
if you want. Oh, and I'll guarantee your safety for you, for everything
but natural causes, wherever you are, as long as I and you live. It
won't invade your privacy, unless something bad is about to happen. I
have the same arrangement with the President of China, and actually did
save him from assassination." He said "So you suspect what I suspect."
I said "Yes. I will NOT allow you to be harmed because of me. Well,
unless I cause it to your emotions." He laughed. He said "I do want to
come to your wedding. Paolo will be there. When he is, please transport
me to be with him. I will leave a message, so they will know where I
am, for some advanced teeth grinding. I would like to wear your cross,
but if my Cardinals find out it's from you, I expect it to mysteriously
vanish." I said with a grin, "I expect it can't do that." He laughed. I
said "Anybody but you and Paolo who touches it when it is not in your
physical possession, will have a shocking surprise. I'll know it, too.
Even if I didn't like you, I would still be doing this. Rose likes you.
If I die before you do, she will take over your protection." He had
some tears.
The President of Thailand and his now wireless wife, and the
President of China, requested to be ported. I'll do that right before
the wedding. The US Vice President is scheduled to be present. The
Secret Service was VERY upset by the firearms prohibition, but the VP
used a lot of bad language on them, and they stopped complaining. She
is one tough old lady! Some Princes and Princesses were expected, and
some minor Heads of State. Many Native American Nations are arriving in
force, and like the accommodations, and my art in them, which is
specific to their Tribes. Everybody is and will be screened. So far,
there are no assassins, or other gate crashers. The news media have
their own building, with satellite uplink equipment and individual
studios. All but CNN were surprised by that.
When all the media were there, which was days early, because I told
them they might catch some dignitaries who were arriving early, I had a
meeting with them. I said, "If you want to know how I operate, ask the
CNN people. I don't know what they might say, and I'm not sure I want
to." They laughed. I said "Hawk RedCloud, my future brother in law, is
in charge of security. If you don't do what he says, well, I'm a good
healer." Laughter. I said "I'll be watching, too. My body can be in
only one place at a time, but not my mind, and my projections. Here is
one if them, so you'll know what I mean." I made one of me. I said
"Even making a hundred projections, each talking to different people
about different things, won't distract me in any way. Now some rules.
If people are walking, don't get in front of them, or even put a mic in
their path. If you want an interview, there are places setup for that.
Look for the hanging Navajo rug backdrops. Some of the guests, you
might not recognize. Ask any person who is wearing a blue armband the
color of my clothes, off camera. They will help, but they are crew
here, and no matter how young or old they may look, and some are
masters of martial arts, they are NOT subjects of your reporting. If
you violate that, you risk serious consequences, such as deleted files,
and inoperative equipment, and if you really annoy them, some required
healing. Oh, and you can't record me unless I allow it. I mean that
physically. Your cameras will not work when pointed at me, unless I let
them. Yes, there will be no recording of this briefing. Oh, don't give
me that suffering look! You'll get more than enough to help your
careers along." They laughed.
I said "Any questions that you think I'll answer?" Some chuckles,
mostly from the CNN crew. I suspected they were going to be very
popular with their fellows. One asked, "Will you tell us who is here,
and coming?" I said "I can tell you who is here now, but not who might
be, in case they can't make it. I wouldn't want to embarrass them.
Well, not some of them." Laughter. I told them. Then I said, "By the
way, if anybody smokes here, it better be making him VERY happy!" More
laughter. Len said "I think they might have seen you on our network,
talking about that subject. Anybody who smokes here will be far from
happy, when you discover it." I said "Better hope he's in a chimney."
Chuckles. One said "I hear you in English, but I understand you in
Spanish. Why is that?" I said "All who hear me in person, understand me
in their best language. I like communicating well, so I do." Some said
"Wow!" I said "I hear that a lot." Some laughter. One said "This
building. It's amazing! It must have cost a lot. Why is it for the
likes of us?" I said "It didn't cost me anything but a few seconds of
time. I made it, and all the other new buildings here, last week.
Expect them be gone just as fast when it's all over. Government
inspectors don't like not being able to inspect how I make things,
which is all at once, and not step by step. I only make them permanent
in places like Tibet, where they wouldn't dream of complaining."
One said "Guns are prohibited. Why?" I said "They aren't needed here.
We will not allow anybody to be attacked, even by their spouses." Some
laughter. I said "And I dislike loud noises. Well, unless I make them
myself. Or when I cause my wife to make them." Some very good laughter.
I said "Be nice, and you might get some good interviews. A lot of the
guests here, WANT to be seen and noticed by the public, and I suspect
that some will try to talk your ears off." Chuckles, nods, and knowing
grins. I said "Please enjoy the hospitality of the Navajo Nation, and
the other Native American Nations who have sent their representatives
here. Many of them have set up information booths and cultural
displays. It would please my family here, if such information could be
shared with the public. For now, I should get back to bothering my
family." Some chuckles. I bowed and wrapped them in my love, and ported
away. My family were not bothered at all. Then.
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