Stephen's Secure Blog #377
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 19 in this story, in Summer of year 9 of his special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #377 "Start of Kamala"
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I had a meeting with the director who is making my Masada movie. He
said "We've got it all dubbed, and I convinced some famous actors to do
it, and for scale, but with some of the net." I said "How is it going
to be marketed, as entertainment, or a documentary?" He grinned, and
said, "Both, if you agree. To be a doc, we need you to certify it. Then
we'll do Sundance and Cannes." I said "How will you manage the
credits?" He said "If you certify it's real, the dubbing actors, the
editor, the director and my assistant, get listed, along with the
distributor. You are listed as producer, cinematographer, composer,
translator, researcher, nice guy, and hero." I said, "I'm not so sure
the last two should be included." He laughed.
He said "We have to decide on a title sequence, including an
introduction, and an end credit design, and you have to score it. I had
in mind that you do a talking head and standup on the site as it is
now, to set the history and scene for the action." I said "I'll have
Chad make the arrangements for the site. He's my production assistant."
He nodded. I said "We'll record multiple versions, for your choice. To
save running time, we could do a superimposition with the opening
credits, or split screen." He said "Good ideas. We can afford to try
all of them." I said "I just told Chad, and he'll work on it, when the
times zones are right. I should tell you he really wants this to
succeed. I did NOT have to do any convincing with him." He said "I'm
glad."
He said "I've decided. I really want to do the Nagindra story. It's
too good to pass up." I said "Alright, but I won't be available after
ten or twelve years from now." He said "You won't say why?" I said "My
not saying why, should tell you that." He said "You expect to die
then." I said, "What gave you that idea?" He said "You've said to
others you won't be available after that time, and you said on TV that
you know within a few years when you will die." I said "Anybody tell
you, you are too smart for your own good?" He almost laughed, and said,
"Yes, often." I said "I trust you to keep your speculations on that to
yourself, while I'm still not telling you." He nodded.
He said "Will your wife really keep doing the bomb thing after you're
gone?" I said "Trying to trick me?" He said "Er, yes." I said "Good
try. If she has to, she will, and we will try some trial runs soon, to
make sure of that. We have slightly different skills, so we will have
to configure how she does it to match them. It's possible if she ever
has to for real, the bombings might have stopped before then, due to
severe lack of motivation." He had to laugh. I said "After the first.
If I go before she does, they might want to test her ability and
resolve. Probably not much more than once." He said "The love
broadcasts?" I said "Any of my best students can do it, but they don't
have the er, connection I do, or the pure feeling. If necessary, we'll
just have to wait and see." He said "Will you be watching?" I said
"Wild horses couldn't keep me from watching, even though I like wild
horses, and wouldn't like to argue with them." He said "Will you be
contacting people?" I said "I don't know. I might be headed out to
other places, faster than normal." He said "I don't doubt that,
whatever that is!" I said "There IS a kind of sex there, so I do plan
to have a lot of fun, while I'm working." He said "Sex?" I said "How
else do new souls get made?" He said "Oh!" I said "I expect to be
saying that a lot." He laughed.
I said "Chad is asking if he can tell them in Israel that I'm
involved with your Masada project. Might get us preferential treatment,
and free publicity." He said "Yes. Go for it!" I said "He says thanks.
I just had an idea. There is a very nice undiscovered king's tomb in
Egypt. Maybe I can get National Geographic and the Egyptian government
together on that. Ha! Rose and Hawk are partially excited by that." He
said "Why only partially?" I said "The Navajo really don't like
disturbing the dead." He nodded, and said, "And you, will you have a
tomb?" I said "Why the morbid curiosity? Want to film it?" He said
"Actually, yes." I said "Won't be up to me, then, but all who really
know me, know I do NOT want to be worshipped, especially after my
death, when I can't yell at them to stop it." He said "You can't?" I
said "There are rules, and for good reasons. If I did yell at them from
beyond the grave, they would want to worship me even more." He grinned,
and said, "Some things you just can't win." I said morosely, "Right.
It's not fair!" He laughed. I said "Oh, thank you so much for your
overwhelming sympathy." He laughed some more. I rose and said, "I'll
tell Chad about the Nagindra deal. We know nobody could do it better. I
should get to work. I'll be in touch." We hugged with love.
By appointment, I ported to the president of the National Geographic
Society. After polite things, he said, "We've been watching you." I
said "Er, change the channel?" He smiled, and said, "You've been
responsible for a lot of things we would give awards to, but you try to
remain in the background." I said "I don't need or want awards. They
are very useful for helping peoples' careers, and that help I don't
need, and REALLY don't want to take that away from anybody else." He
said "I almost understand that. What can I do for you?" I said "About
those things I do. I try to spread them around. Are you aware of what
I'm doing in Tibet, in archeology?" He said "Yes we are!" I said "Well,
our Northwest." He said "That I didn't know. Well hidden." I said,
"There is a lot more about that, which you might find out in a year or
two. I'm here for another reason. Egypt. Found another king's tomb. I
thought you might like to be the people to tell them there about it."
He said "Yes we would! I don't know how to thank you for that!" I said
"Good job so far, but I don't need thanks. How much info on it do you
want?" He said "We want all you have." I said "That's not possible,
because you don't have the ability to see what I see. And there are
curses, that probably shouldn't make the public eye and nose."
His jaw dropped open in amazement. I waited. He said "Curses are
REAL?" I said "Yes. Some Adepts I fought with in the past tried to kill
me with them. It's not very difficult at all, to put into an object a
kind of psychic machine that can interfere with our life energies, and
even influence our thoughts. It's something like how I put my love in
crystals." He said "Oh. Sorry, I got carried away with superstitious
connotations." I said "A common problem I encounter all the time.
Annoying for a scientist." He nodded. I said "And then there is a
problem with psychometry. Some impressions inadvertently left in
objects can be intense enough to be dangerous to people who are
sensitive to them. I've encountered them, and have actually been
knocked out twice by objects that would have killed any of my best
students. From a site in Belize." He said "Wow!" And nodded. I said
"After that, I scanned the Earth, and found things I recognized as bad,
and cleaned them. There is a blue diamond which really has hope, now. I
did that in my last life. In this life, I've discovered I missed some
things, which were hidden from my detection. Well, I've improved. If I
give you the site location and description, and how to dig it, what
will you do with it?"
He said "We'll contact our associates in Egypt, and ask them if we
can be involved in the exploration. We can't just send some people to
dig it up. They won't allow that." I said "If they won't let you be
involved?" He said "Then we won't be, but we'll still give them all the
information. But if we tell them the information came from you, and
to that?" He said "Because we are the best at sharing those kinds of
discoveries with the world, which is why I think you are here, and not
there. You're a teacher, first." I ported some documents to me, and put
them on his desk, with some memory cards. I said "You'll find all you
need here. I only do this as I choose, not by request, so don't hound
me for more sites, or you might find out my bark is not nearly as bad
as my megabite." He grinned, and said, "Noted. Thank you VERY much!" I
said "You're welcome. It was my pressure, er, pleasure." He laughed.
I said "There might be something of Central and South America that
might be a little gigantic. I'm working on the origins of humans in
those areas, with Yale and the Peabody. Would you like me to ask them
if you could er, help with that?" He said "YES! Er, yes, please." I
said "Don't be embarrassed. I got that from them, too." He laughed. I
said "The department head is available, and I'm asking her. She's
interested. After I see what you do with this current project, we might
all have a meeting or two. You might want to bring a bowl to catch your
eyes if they pop out." He laughed really hard. I said "She's laughing,
too." I stood, and offered to hug him, and he accepted.
Chad said "You've been submitted for the Nobel Peace Prize, and for
one in physics, literature, economic sciences, and medicine, for your
work in psychology and the brain." I said "Economic?" He said "Yes,
that too, for the book you gave to China, and your other writings on
it. In lit, you got in under a lot of categories." I said, "Don't say
category. Reminds me of feline roadkill." He laughed and poked me, and
said loudly, to be heard over Hawk's laughter, "I'm serious!" I said
"I'm not." He poked me again. He said "You ARE going to win something.
You'll be nominated by a lot of people continuously until you win, and
I think in all er gory cats, too." I poked him, and he laughed. Rose
said, "You can't refuse them." I said "I know, but I still don't want
to take them away from other people." Hawk said "You can tell them
that, but NOT for the Peace Prize. That one could actually help your
work." I said "Unfortunately, I agree. That means I can't ask them to
not consider me except for that one. Definitely NOT good manners."
Rose said "I'm pregnant. It's a girl." Chad said, "So your vision was
right." I said, "Do I detect some disappointment? You wanted yours to
be the most accurate, even though we can't usually figure them out?" He
poked me, and Hawk laughed. I said to Rose, "May I check?" She nodded.
I did, and said, "We should tell the Dalai Lama he's going to die
soon." She said "Together." I said "Absolutely."
By appointment, we ported to Lhamo's office, and told him the news.
He said "I'm ready. I've done most of the work I should be doing for
the new Tibet. I'm not really needed now for that. Rhamcha will be my
Regent. I'm contacting him, and asking if he is available to meet with
us now. Eli will port him in a few minutes. How long do I have?" I said
"About three weeks. We will know more precisely as that time nears.
What about a name?" Rose said "Yes. I haven't been able to choose." I
said "I think I have an idea. It honors the mother too." Rose said "I
sure can't object to that!" We laughed. I said "It's from the Sanskrit;
Kamala. It means 'born of the lotus'." She said "I'm a flower?" I said
"A very special one to Buddhism." She said "I like the sound of the
name." Lhamo said "I find it pleasing as well. It's going to be
different to be a girl." I said "You're going to love it. They enjoy
sex more." Rose said "Darn right we do!" We laughed.
Rhamcha ported in. Lhamo said to him, "Please choose one who can act
for you in your duties as Abbot. I want you to be my Regent." He almost
fainted with humility. When he could, he said, "Do you know when?" He
said "In about three weeks, I am told. Then I will be inside Rose." I
said "We will know if it works, by his stone, when our daughter is old
enough. No looking or lottery will be needed." Rose said "Word should
be passed around about that." I said "Yes. We'll tell the ministers,
and the other Abbots." We did that, all together. It wasn't a bad time.
We exchanged a lot of love.
Lhamo died on time, and the reincarnation was successful. The Abbots
who knew what we planned, wanted to know. Lhamo had told me I should
tell them, so I did. Some wanted to announce that. I told them we
wished they didn't until after the birth. They agreed. Rose said,
"There might be leaks. I said "I hope not till your water breaks." I
got the usual response; Hawk laughed, and Rose poked me.
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